Youngin' Blues: The Story of Reed and RaKeem (4 page)

“I understand and you’re absolutely correct. I’m not taking anything from what you just said, but I really think that he’ll get it together. We’re just young Reed, and I signed up for this.” KinZu tried convincing herself that their age had everything to do with Jonathan’s maturity, but the truth of the matter was he just wasn’t ready to be tied down. It didn’t matter how old he was at the time. if he wasn’t ready, he just wasn’t ready.

“Kin, how dare you blame it on age. This has nothing to do with your ages. I’ve seen things like this work before. Look at Keem and I.” Reed gave the perfect example, or so she thought.

3

Keem listened on as Reed closed her dorm room door. Once he was sure that she was securely inside, he took off down the hallway. With his head hung low, Keem avoided everyone that was in his path. He couldn’t run the risk of being seen as he made his dash for the stairwell. Pulling out his linen, he held the railing of the shallow stairs, and took them two by two. Looking through the small glass opening on the door to the floor just above the one he’d left, Keem was sure to check and make certain that the coast was clear before stepping out.

Upon seeing that he had the green light, Keem swung the stairwell door open and pulled his keys from his pocket. Stuffing the linen back into his pocket, he used his right hand to pick apart the keys and chose the one he was looking for. He found it, and shoved it into the knob that was attached to the second door to the right of the stairwell entrance.

Twisting right, he unlocked the door and pushed it open. Inside, the atmosphere was relaxing and the smell of vanilla penetrated Keem’s nose. The candle warmer was doing its job as it tossed out relaxing fumes from the wax stick that had been placed inside. Soft jazz music belted from the mini speaker that rested on the computer desk near the entrance of the room.

From his position, even in the darkness, Keem could see his victim sprawled across her bed, fast asleep. Much like Reed, her skin glowed even in the darkest of places. Thoughts of Reed tugged at RaKeem’s heart. He knew for certain that his actions were questionable, but he loved Reed with every fiber in his being. However, he was a man… A young man. At his age, he had certain desires, and Reed wasn’t willing to acquire. Being that it was the case, he’d sought out satisfaction elsewhere.

“Danity.” Keem nearly whispered, shaking her from her sleep.

“Hmmm.” Danity questioned. She slightly opened her eyes, already knowing who’d shown his handsome face. “Hey, baby.” She whispered. “I tried waiting up.” She felt the need to explain her sudden fall into sleep.

“It’s aight. You look tired. You can go back to sleep. I’ll just holler at you later.”

“No.” Danity jumped up, fully awake. She couldn’t bare the thought of Keem leaving her. He rarely had the time to sneak away, so she cherished each moment of their time together. It wasn’t much, so she got what she could.

“You sure.” He asked, ready to walk.

“I’m positive. Didn’t you miss me?”

Keem and Danity had been seeing one another, secretly, for a little over three months. He’d searched and searched for the feelings that she had seemingly found for him, but they were absent in his heart and mind. Of course, she was growing on him with each passing day, but not enough to be barking out such statements.

“You already know that.” He played the part, never actually admitting to the question.

“Good, because I sure missed you.”

Keem sat on the bed and removed his shoes. He had no plans of leaving until the morning. He had a few business calls to make and that was about it. There was no rush to get home. He’d texted his driver and given instructions to pull off. RaKeem wouldn’t be needing him until the morning.

Keem climbed on the twin sized bed, just after pulling his jeans from his ass and allowing them to hit the floor. Irking Danity, he caused her to sigh. She was a nut case when cleaning was involved. She had the disorder. If anything was ever out of place, it freaked her out.

Because of her disorder, she had requested a single room for herself. Had she gotten a roommate, there wasn’t any way that she’d make it through a full semester without having a nervous breakdown. She liked what she liked, where she liked it. It had been this way since she was a kid.

“Keem, I told you about that.”

“My bad, Dan.” He called her by the pet name that he’d assigned.

“It’s fine.” She eased up, never staying upset for much longer than a few seconds.

Danity was twenty-one years old. A junior in college, she majored in Political Science. She was unsure of exactly what she wanted to become, but she knew that it would consist of something scientific. She loved the complexity of the subject itself, forcing her obsession with it.

Unlike Reed, Danity was very petite. She was nearly two feet shorter than RaKeem, standing at only 5’2. Keem towered over her small frame. Her curves were slowly taking shape, and pretty soon she’d be super fine. Her torso was long, even with her being short, giving her the sexy stance that many women wished that they possessed.

Danity had dark colored eyes, with kinky hair that she kept in twist outs. Naturally, she was just gorgeous. She had no need or desire for the extras, but she had no problem getting pretty every once in a while. There had been a couple of times that Keem had seen her all dolled up. As small as she was, she could be picked out of a crowd. Her beauty was just that unlikely.

After Danity had placed RaKeem’s pants in a more respectable place, she made her way back to the bed. The small glimmer from the light outside allowed her to see through the room, slightly. Keem wasn’t hard to miss, though. His skin was as light as the sun. Climbing onto her bed, she straddled him. Kissing his lips, she reached down and grabbed the base of his shirt. He’d removed his jacket long ago. Thankfully, he’d hung it where it needed to be. Lifting up, she pulled it over his head as he lifted his arms to help her out.

Danity laid his shirt on her night stand, next to her bed –after folding it properly. Leaning back over, she rubbed her hands up and down his ripped chest. Her night shorts were soaked, and she couldn’t wait until they were taken off of her. Danity kissed Keem again, and allowed her lips to linger a bit longer than the time before –attempting to savor the moment.

Pushing RaKeem backwards, she laughed when his head hit the pillow, causing it to puff up on the edges. As silly as they came, Danity would laugh at almost anything. It was one of the qualities that RaKeem adored about her. She could get a laugh out of him.

Grinding her body back and forward, Danity caused an arousal from RaKeem. He rocked up instantly. Her fat ass gyrated on his dick, damn near causing it to break. It had been a week since he’d been up in her, and he was craving some of that juicy shit that she held as her own.

Between business and Reed, he lacked much free time. As business partners, he and Reed were together almost always. If not, she was in school, or he was out of the country. There weren’t many passes given, but he took each one that he could. The impromptu meeting with Fad had earned him his latest pass. Otherwise, he’d be home taking care of other things. Even when RaKeem wasn’t busy, he was thinking of ways to get busy. Money was forever on his mental. Acquiring as much as he possibly could was his motive.

“Get it wet.” Keem whispered.

Falling to her knees, Danity obliged. Whatever RaKeem wanted, he always got. She never sassed off or gave him much back talk. Danity prided herself in allowing him to be the man. There was never an incident when she tested his manhood. Keem felt superior in her presence. Whereas with Reed, she’d slice him with her words in a minute. Surprisingly, he adored her for her feistiness. Once upon a time, she’d been afraid to check him when need be. Her growth was magnifying for RaKeem in many ways.

With her knees on the cold concrete that served as a dorm room floor, Danity pulled RaKeem’s junk from his expensive briefs. His man was begging to be released. It sprung out, nearly popping Danity in the nose. Of course, it caused her to giggle.

Slapping the thick piece of flesh on her right check, she absorbed the warmth of it. It was always so hot. Licking her lips, Danity’s mouth watered while staring at the precious jewel. Just as beautiful as it’s owner, Keem’s dick was the nicest that Danity had ever encountered. Though there hadn’t been many, it was still considered the most memorable. Thick, long, and bright in color, it was just perfect –and sure to wreck some shit.

“Ummm.” Danity hummed as she wrapped her lips around RaKeem’s dick. It was touching the back of her throat not before long, and she was causing vibrations with her moaning.

Squeezing his toes, RaKeem enjoyed the tingling feeling that shot through his being. Up and down, Danity bobbed her head. As she moved up and down, she was sure to touch the back of her throat with the head of his dick. Nearly choking herself each time, she was rewarded with mounds of saliva. Keem was a sucker for sloppy head, and she wanted to make it as nasty as possible.

Spit slid down her chin as she lifted her head from Keem’s middle. A trail ran from her mouth, chin, and onto his dick. She was a mess, but it was exactly how Keem preferred it. Looking into his hooded eyes, she winked and smiled. As quiet as she was, Danity was a fucking freak, and that’s what kept Keem coming back each time.

Using her hands, she slid them both up and down the long thick instrument, moving them both from side to side. Pleasurable sensations overpowered RaKeem’s body as he slightly moaned. Danity knew exactly what to do. She’d learned his preferences, and they were all that she used during their intimate moments. Danity was sure to leave him fully satisfied each time that they played around.

“Mmm.” Keem’s toes locked, as he prepared to release his first load. Once he got it out of the way, Danity would be the one moaning and groaning. It had been a minute, so he was ready to tear her fucking back out. She didn’t know it, but she had some straight drop coming her way.

Grabbing Danity’s kinks, RaKeem forced her back on his piece. With an opened mouth, she accepted, knowing what was to come next. It was his time. He would soon cum. Danity wanted to waste nothing, because nothing was meant to be wasted. Her hot warm mouth would hold as much as RaKeem had coming her way, and she dare not spill a drop. Something so good was meant to savor, until it was all gone.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh!” Keem buckled as his seeds tore down Danity’s throat. She drank his semen like the little cum guzzler that she was. “Mmmm. Mm.” he finished off, still allowing Danity to jack him off with her two small hands.

“Get up.” He caught his breath, and managed to say. “Up!” he patted her on the shoulder.

Licking the remnants of RaKeem from her lips, Danity raised to her feet. She pulled her shorts off, and sat them neatly on the floor beside her. Then, she pulled her shirt from over her head. Bending forward over the bed, she hiked her ass in the air. Keem’s favorite position involved hitting her pussy from the back. Just as much as he did, she loved that shit.

RaKeem removed himself from the bed, and stood behind Danity. Reaching down, he pulled the top drawer of the nightstand out, and grabbed a gold wrapped condom. He never ran in anything raw. Until Reed decided to give him some of her snatch, he’d forever be protecting her prize.

Tearing it open with his teeth, he tossed the package into the garbage beside Danity’s bed. Keem rolled the condom on as he watched Danity wiggle her ass, teasing him. She’d be hollering in just a few, so it was best if she chilled with the antics. It was a known fact that she could barely take the dick, so he didn’t understand why she was always fronting.

As usual, the XXL condom reached just before the base of RaKeem’s dick. It never would cover it all. He’d promised himself time and time again to look into something that would protect him a bit better. Hell, he’d even wanted to look into investing in a condom for men with large trunks. However, Reed would have to be the one to cover his basis, and he didn’t want the questioning to begin.

Tapping his wrapped dick on Danity’s ass, he caused a slight snicker from her lips. With his right foot, Keem spread her legs a bit more, and he heard her sigh. Knowing that pain would be administered, she tried to brace herself. The laughing and giggles had come to a halt, and the real was taking in affect. Danity waited patiently to be penetrated.

“Ahhh.” She winced as RaKeem tried to enter her snugged space.

Pulling backwards and then going back in, he worked Danity’s pussy with his head until it was open enough to push his way through. With each stroke, he broke way a bit more. Eventually, he’d hit rock bottom, causing Danity to cry out in agony.

It hurt so good, that she didn’t know how to control her vocals. She didn’t know if she should cry out or beg for more. Both pain and pleasure were fighting throughout her being, trying to claim their rightful spot.

“Don’t nut up now, Danity. Throw that ass back.” RaKeem teased, knowing that she hated to be challenged. He wanted nothing more than to see her perfectly shaped ass being tossed on his dick.

Danity lifted her head from the sheets on her bed and pushed herself backwards as RaKeem pressed forward. The two developed a rhythm and became synced as they lead each other to oblivion. Both attempting to reach the highest of the high. It wasn’t long before they were both granted their wishes.

The very next morning while Danity was sleeping, RaKeem slipped his boxers over his ass and grabbed his cell. Stretching his long arms, he figured he get his day started. Pretty sure that it was near the time that Reed had to be heading to class, he guessed he’d see her out. Anytime that he stayed over Danity’s, he’d do the exact same thing.

Standing by the window, he watched as the students filed out of the dormitory and to their respectable classes. Checking the time, he saw that Reed had just twenty minutes to make her first class, the one that she was having the exam in. Knowing her routine, RaKeem counted down the minutes until she was to depart.