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KAREEM'S & PRINCE'S POINT OF VIEW – LAST WEEKEND IN AUGUST 2020
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KAREEM'S POINT OF VIEW – EARLY FRIDAY MORNING, LAST WEEKEND IN AUGUST 2020
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Why was I so eager to see this nigga? I mean, if he was down to mess around, he'd most likely be a top. If not, maybe he'd only let me suck or jack him off. SHIT, I'd suck on that dick. A little sucky-sucky might lead to him spreading those legs apart for me.
I was stalking his IG profile, so what! This nigga legs being shirtless and in some shorts. Some short-shorts! I guess he wanna so off all them tattoos. Maybe should've been a tattoo artist. All them sexy niggas willing to get half or full-on naked for some ink! Shit like 90% of the basketball team had a tattoo somewhere on their bodies that required them to get undressed. But I can't draw so ...
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I drove my little beater to Quincy's dealership and asked to see him. The lady that greeted me was all smiles until I said I was there to see Quincy. I was like bitch you can save that shit for somebody, I wasn't coming to see your ass anyways! Quincy saw me as I was walking up to his office and instantly broke out his gorgeous smile as he walked out to greet me.
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Quincy: [extending his hand towards me, I guess he had to act like a professional here] ... Good morning, Mr. Shepherd, I'm glad you could make it here this early.
Kareem: Yes of course.
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Quincy puts his hand on my back as he leads me into his office. The dealership was all new and shiny, with floor to ceiling glass offices, so no office action for us.
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Quincy: So wassup Brother Slim Cocoa?
Kareem: [chuckles] Keeping it professional I see.
Quincy: [chuckles as he flashing that bright and gorgeous smile of his] ... Yeah, so how far in the process are you?
Kareem: Not far at all. Just at the cars I like.
Quincy: Well, we can go see what's on the lot and what we have at our sister dealerships. If you like something you see you can put in an offer.
Kareem: I already saw something I liked. Now I want it even more. [taking a lollipop out of his candy dish and licked it sexually]
Quincy: Oh really? Which one?
Kareem: The one I was stroking.
Quincy: [looking over my shoulder into the showroom before quietly saying] ... I gotta keep it professional while I'm here.
Kareem: [leaning forward and says] ... What if you weren't here?
Quincy: I can answer that if we weren't here.
Kareem: Okay, lets go see what you got out there.
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We went outside and walked the lot. Quincy asked me what my price range or monthly payment goals were. When I said I didn't know, he suggested that I get a pre-approval. That's when I saw it. I knew it might seem like I was trying to hard to get Quincy's attention, but I wanted a fast car and after seeing how his felt to drive, I knew a Camaro was in the top 5.
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Kareem: Oh, I like this one. Can I test drive it?
Quincy: Yeah, sure we just need to get some paperwork filled out first.
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We went back inside to photocopy my license and insurance information.
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During the test drive Quincy loosen up some after giving his sales pitch about the Camaro. When I got onto a two mile stretch of the highway and got to feel the power it had.
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Quincy: It's got that powerful, don't it! You like how this stick feels in your hand?
Kareem: I like yours better.
Quincy: Even with this new-new?
Kareem: I guess yours got the experience. Experience is better sometimes.
Quincy: Yeah, but getting to experience something for the first time is just at exciting.
Kareem: When I see something I want, I go for it!
Quincy: [chuckles] So what you want, cause we doing a lot word dancing?
Kareem: I can show you, but I'm driving this car neither one of us owns. Lemme stop fucking with you at work. But down to play with some OPP fa real.
Quincy: OPP is down with some OPP fa real.
Kareem: Say less.
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We drove back to the dealership and Quincy said that if I wanted this car, I needed to figure out how much I'd get approved for. He said that he doesn't do much sales anymore, that I had to request him. SAY LESS!
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KAREEM'S POINT OF VIEW – FRIDAY NIGHT INTO SATURADY MORNING, LAST WEEKEND IN AUGUST 2020
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I went over to spend the night at Prince's townhouse. This was probably one of the first time we didn't have a full-on pornographic session of fucking. Instead I handled and sucked his dick into a massive eruption of cum.
We got up early and went to iHop for breakfast before going to see Quincy. I was a bit nervous that Prince would see how I was acting towards Quincy. Prince wasn't the overly jealous type, so I didn't think I'd say anything even if I did flirt with Quincy in front of him.
While we were at the dealership, Prince asked like a million questions. I had to interrupt him and say that I already picked the car I wanted and got my pre-approval yesterday after I left the dealership. I was so ready to get my first new car. This would be the one thing, I could call my own.
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PRINCE'S POINT OF VIEW – SATURDAY MORNING, LAST WEEKEND IN AUGUST 2020
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Prince: [chuckling slightly] ... I'm sorry. [after I apologize to Kareem, I focus on Quincy]
... Looks like you moving up in the world. At Kia you had this little cubicle, now you got this big ole office.
Quincy: [chuckling as he blushes slightly] ... Well we tryna be like George and Weezie ...
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We all starting sing the theme song for The Jeffersons, all of singing something different.
Prince: We be movin' on up!
Kareem: We'll be movin' on up!
Quincy: Well we be movin' on up!
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We all began to laugh thinking the other two were singing the wrong lyrics. Arguing among ourselves, Kareem asks Siri what the lyrics were.
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Kareem: [laughs] We all wrong, it's "well we're movin' on up!" [laughs some more as he continues to see the rest of the lyrics]
... and it's "gettin' our turn at bat," I always thought she was something about her "back." [we all laughs]
Prince: So show me this car you picked.
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As we were getting up to go check out Kareem's new car, I look down at Quincy's desk and I saw his wedding photos. Oh he's straight, I thought to myself. Then I saw the other pictures of – OH SHIT! That's Keisha. The girl that cheated on me with the football player.
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Her – Keisha
Keisha Dunbar
Age/Height/Weight: 23, 5' 6", 125 lbs.
Identifies/Orientation & Role/Acts: Straight – Straight
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When I saw he picture, all those memories of what she did to me back in high school. I know, it's been 6 years, but I had so many feelings back then. Shit, I would've married that girl. But who would guess that my salesman is married to my ex? And I saw the way Kareem was flirting with his ass. His sexy ass. Damn his body was busting through that shirt. The A/C had his nipples hard as fuck. Kareem was way more of a sexual freak than I was, so if I'm lusting for this sexy nigga. I know Kareem was too. I decided to test the both of them and see what's going on.
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Prince: It's a small world. I was telling Kareem about the deal you got me and then he ends up finding you anyway.
Quincy: Actually, I met him at his job during a photoshoot.
Prince: Oh wow!
Quincy: And then after I found out he's an OPP Brother, I had hook Slim Cocoa up.
Kareem: I'm down with OPP!
Quincy: Yeah, you know me!
Prince: You a BBC man?
Kareem: [laughs loudly] ... Why you say it like that? [turns to Quincy]
... Well, are you?
Quincy: [chuckles as he turns to me] I went to Murray University.
Kareem: [turns to me and winks] He's down with OPP with a BBC. All us Omegas got it where it matters.
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I wanted to say, "yeah, I know all the gay shit that frat boys do to each other," but I kept it quiet. The one of the things I wish I did. I heard so many stories about what happened in their frat houses and that's coming from someone on the inside and I ain't Kareem.
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Prince: [pretending to be annoyed] ... Ugh, you frat boys?
Quincy: Yup, plus Murray had the baddest chicks in the business.
Kareem: I think it's a tie.
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We looked at the car for a few minutes, before heading back inside to finish up the sale. Kareem was happy as hell, I can't blame him. I felt the same way with my ride and then with my house. But his car is sweet. On the drive home, he was going so damn fast I thought there's no way he's gonna make it back to my house without getting a ticket. Once he slowed his ass down, I told him about Quincy being married to the girl that cheated on me in high school.
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Kareem: WHAT! Holy shit! What a fucking small ass world. So I think you should hook up with him to pay her back.
Prince: [pausing for a minute] ... You crazy.
Kareem: I mean she cheated on you and broke your heart. Now her husband is super sus! He ain't come out and say it, but that nigga putting out that I'm down vibe. [I guess he got so excited about his next idea, cause he almost swerved into another car]
... Whoa, my bad ... YO! You wanna tag team his ass? I wonder if he sucks dick? Send her ass a picture of him sucking your dick. Nut all over his face and shit.
Prince: Nah, I can't do that. That's foul as fuck. I not holding onto no high school romance bullshit ... well not enough to end her marriage.
Kareem: Yeah, you right. But I still wanna fuck him. You gotta admit that he's sexy as fuck. I'mma send you his pics when we get to your place.
Prince: Okay, but remember you supposed to take Lil' Jon-Jon to Monkey Joe's.
Kareem: How you know that.
Prince: Desiree told me to remind you.
Kareem: Okay, she crossing the line. I don't share.
Prince: [chuckling] Nigga, I ain't your property. You over here talking about fucking some MU frat boy you just met this week.
Kareem: And you still chilling with Hasan.
Prince: You know what? Just drop me and I see you when I see you.
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I wasn't in the mood to put up with Kareem's double standards. Yeah, I get jealous too, but he takes shit to another level. You see how he still stuck on Hasan but telling how he wanna fuck some nigga he just met. I was ready to tell him everything, but he just pressed the right buttons just now and I was over it.
Later that night I sent a message to Hasan.
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Prince TEXTING [7:39 PM]: sup Mr. Stretcher
Hasan TEXTING [7:54 PM]: 😂 sup number 1
Prince TEXTING [7:54 PM]: I'm bored, can I come over chill if u ain't got nothin goin on
Hasan TEXTING [7:55 PM]: got a client at 10
... she live near u
... I'll stop by ur place when im done
Prince TEXTING [7:56 PM]: iight cool, see u later
Hasan TEXTING [7:57 PM]: I'll call u when im da way
Prince TEXTING [7:57 PM]: iight
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Like fifteen minutes later I get a call from a Freeport area code. As much as I hate answering my phone I gotta answer because it might be work related. When I answered, I got the shock of the day.
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Prince: Hello?
Quincy: Hey, it's Quincy from the dealership. I was getting ready to leave and I found your wallet under my desk.
Prince: [feeling my back pocket and realize that it was gone] Oh shit! What time are you leaving?
Quincy: I'm already heading your way.
Prince: How you got my address? My license got my Townsville address.
Quincy: Kareem listed you as a contact and a reference. I was gonna call earlier, but I was getting two people get their loans approved. I'm sorry for just calling you like this while I'm on the way. I didn't want you to be without your wallet until Monday morning.
Prince: Oh okay, I appreciate you.
Quincy: Alright, see you soon.
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DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!
Why you doing this to me lord. Was Quincy being nice, or was he coming to show me his "BBC" or that he's truly down with some Other People's Penis/Property – nah, just penis, cause I ain't nobody's property.
You know what? If he's gonna come all this way, I'mma definitely gonna test his ass. I went outside to wait on him. As I was outside waiting, a lady from the neighborhood was by like three times with her dog. It was like she wanted me to say something to her. But when Quincy pulled up in his Camaro, her attention went directly to him. As he stepped outta his car, my mind went through everything my senses were taking in. First was, I now see why Kareem wanted a Camaro too. My second thought was that I know that Kareem can be so thirsty sometimes. But I agree that Quincy is thirst worthy, because when he started walking towards me, all I could think about was "how tight his ass might!" My lust was taking over as my dick began to rise.
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I know he wasn't wearing those short shorts at the dealership, showing off all them tattoos. Looking like walking work of art. All sweaty as he walked towards me and hands my wallet to me.
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Prince: Wow! I appreciate you coming all the way here.
Quincy: [fanning himself] ... Of course, I couldn't let you go the rest of the weekend without your wallet. [takes his shirt off and fans himself]
... Damn it's hot out here.
Prince: I see! Something wrong with the A/C in your car? This ain't gonna happen to Kareem's car will it? [I see the lady staring at him even harder now]
... [laughing as I saw her] You got a fan. [Quincy turned and waved to her]
... I bet you get that a lot!
Quincy: [chuckles] Pretty sure she's here for you.
Prince: I'm not the one half naked.
Quincy: [chuckles again] ... Who me? It's not like I'm out here in a thong or some shit.
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Now why he had to say that? Now my dick is hard as fuck, cause all I can think of is him showing off them cheeks with a string up in his crack. Or better yet, him in a jockstrap with his ass exposed for easy access. Damn, I wanna take him inside and fuck him so bad right now. Oh shit, I know a way I can get him inside.
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Prince: You want a bottled water or something?
Quincy: Yeah, sure thanks. [as I led him inside me home, he remembered to answer my question]
... And no, that won't happened to his car, unless he runs the A/C too much and doesn't get it serviced. My car was a custom order that the owner brought back cause he wanted a more powerful one ... sooo ...
Prince: [giggles] ... I was joke making a little fun of you. Like the half-naked thing. But if I had a body like yours, I walk around shirtless all the damn time. [handing him a bottle of water]
Quincy: [flashing his killer smile at me] ... Guilty.
Prince: Shit, women do it all the time.
Quincy: [giggles] ... I know right. [taking a moment to drink the cold water]
... Umm, speaking out women. I posted the pictures of the sale on my business IG and my wife thinks she knows you. You said that you from Townsville, right?
Prince: ... Umm, yeah ... we know each other. I saw the pictures of you both in your office. [biting my lip because I wasn't sure if he knew about us]
... Did she tell you about ... [Quincy interrupts me]
Quincy: Yeah, she told me about you a long time ago. That she broke your heart because she wanted to be popular. It's crazy cause, I was your salesmen for the Telluride and then you were in my office today and it didn't click.
Prince: Honestly ... when we were in your office today and I saw the photos of her. I was like, "the fuck?" I wanted to tell Kareem and I wanted to leave. But I keep it quiet until he was dropping me off.
Quincy: I didn't know how to react, cause all I kept thinking about was ... you know ... being her first.
Prince: That's kinda what me and ...
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Oh shit I admit said too much, but I still didn't know if he knew about Kareem or not. But then again, they were obviously flirting with one another at the dealership and I know that Kareem wanted to see more after he showed me the pictures from the photoshoot for his job.
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Quincy: Don't worry, I'm not some jealous nigga. We talked about our past, cause some of my ex's live here and one lives across the street from my parents' house in Flatsboro.
Prince: Oh shit, that's where Kareem is from.
Quincy: [getting excited] Oh, fa real? [when I shook my head, he put on this smile that let me know he was interested in fraternity brother more than I already thought]
... That's crazy, what they call that shit? Six degree.
Prince: Yeah, Freeport is the go to city for the surrounding small towns.
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I wish he didn't bring up his wife, cause I was gonna test his ass out for real. I mean, he's in my house half-naked, looking all edible and shit. I'd eat that ass out real good. He seems like he's into some butt play and I'll give him all the ass play he wants. Quincy was checking and texting something on his phone just before he stares off into space.
After a brief moment of silence, he stood up and stretched. When he did, his shorts dropped low enough to give me a show. It was just a brief enough see that upper most part of his dick. Okay, now this sexy man better leave my house before I say something.
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Quincy: Thanks for the water!
Prince: Of course and thank you for bringing my wallet.
Quincy: Oh, before I leave can you check it to make sure nothing's missing.
Prince: No doubt, that way I can't lie 'bout you taking my cards and clearing out your Amazon wish lists.
Quincy: [snapping his finger] Damn, I shoulda thought about that sooner. [chuckling as I extended my hand to shake his, but then quickly becomes serious]
... No, I'm fa real. Check it. I'm not the only one that was one the office.
Prince: Oh okay. [checking my wallet to see that everything appeared to be there]
... I only got one credit card, a debit card, license and like twenty dollars in here ... yeah, it's all here.
Quincy: [extending his hand to me] That's good. And ... I appreciate the business between you and your friend.
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When we shook hands, he pulled me in for a hug. I instinctively put my hand around his back. As we pulled away from each other, my hand went down to his waist. He twitched away from me as if I was trying to tickle him. I laughed at his reaction, but I did get to touch his bare skin.
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Quincy: I'm hella ticklish.
Prince: Well if you didn't go around half-naked.
Quincy: Well, didn't you say if you looked like this ... [gesturing at his body]
... You'd be walking another in your thong. [we both laugh, knowing that's what he said]
Prince: Nah, I'd wear a jockstrap. [we both laughed again]
Quincy: Like booty cheeks out?
Prince: [laughing] Yup!
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I wanted to reach out and rub on his chest, but I wasn't friends with him like that. I bet Kareem would've had him naked already. I wish I was as bold as him sometimes.
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Quincy: Well I'm a personal trainer too. [flexing his muscles and making his pecks bounce]
... I can get you looking like this!
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That's when I went for it. I reached out and touched his chest, rubbing it slightly. I wanted to slide my hand down into his shorts so badly. Quincy just stood there and let me fondle him up. My clearest sign that he wasn't completely straight.
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Quincy: [looking down at my hand rubbing against his tattooed chest] ... I'm a masseuse too!
Prince: Damn! All that? You out here hustling ain't you.
Quincy: Yeah, I handle business.
Prince: Shit, what don't you do? [still running my hand up and down his chest]
... Can I sample your skills? [man what the fuck was I thinking?]
Quincy: [I pulled my hand away from him and just as I was about to apologize, he says] ... I ... I need to get home!
Prince: Yeah, I'm sorry about.
Quincy: No, no, it's cool. If you really interested gimme a call.
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BOOM! There's my opening. He can massage my dick and I can massage his booty with my tongue, fingers, and dick. He's down for some man on man action. The question is what kind of action?
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Quincy: I'm fa real.
Prince: [blushing] I thought you had to go?
Quincy: Yeah, but I got a few minutes. Besides, it's finally cooling down.
Prince: You want something stronger than that water?
Quincy: Yeah sure.
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Again, this nigga keeps giving me openings, now I'm gonna fully take it.
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Prince: I'm not usually this bold, but I'mma just say it ... I wanna see you naked!
Quincy: Your boyfriend won't mind?
Prince: I'm single ... what you gonna tell your wife?
Quincy: I was with a new client. Remember, I'm always hustling.
Prince: Like hustle – hustle or "HUSTLE – HUSTLE?"
Quincy: [chuckles] ... No, not that kind. I only hustle with my hands.
Prince: Like?
Quincy: That's for my actual clients.
Prince: Well, I guess I need to hire you.
Quincy: You got my number, from when I called you.
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He puts his shirt back on and I figured out what his game was about. He's one of those gay for pay typa niggas. The kind that got that good gay-dar or ones that know that gay men are willing to spend money on the company/attention of men that look like him.
However, I'm gonna play the game with him. This way I can change his "hands" only policy to a "eat my ass Prince, just like that Prince," and so on and so on.
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Later that Hasan calls, he's way too drunk. He was at some hotel and he asks me to come get him. When I went to get him, he was in the room, sprawled across the bed buck naked. Damn, I didn't need that right now. The temptation was so strong, but I managed to control my raging lust.
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Prince: I guess we not chilling tonight.
Hasan: [slurring his speech] ... No ... no, you coming over ... my place.
Prince: Yeah of course, be what about you know who?
Hasan: Don't worry. Just be company. My company.
Prince: Okay. I gotchu.
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I drove Hasan's car to his house just in case he was gonna throw up. I spent the night at his house making sure he didn't or some shit. It felt just like the second semester of our freshman year. Before me and Kareem starting fucking on a regular basis, Hasan was my running mate. We did so much shit in the short time we like Bacardi & Coke.
The next day he treated me to breakfast just like he did during the breaks, when we were club hopping in 2015-2016. Whoa boy.
Just whoa boy!
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KAREEM'S POINT OF VIEW – FIRST WEEKEND IN SEPTEMBER 2020
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I spent the first week with my new car, driving all over the place. I got my first speeding ticket since my sophomore year. I didn't care – for now, I just hope the insurance don't go up too much. If so, Desiree gonna put my ass to work and I really don't feel like helping her work with any couples having bedroom issues.
We went to dinner and then to see a movie, Tenet – which suck to be honest. The previews didn't live up to the hype. After the movie, we went to Prince's house. Sometimes I wish – never mind. We did our usual two-man drinking and sex party.
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Kareem: I'm sorry, I been working so late all week.
Prince: It's okay. I'm kinda tired too. Maybe next time we can skip dinner and the movie.
Kareem: Nah, you just wanna fuck and then rollover. I ain't the bitch ... well not all the time. [we both laugh]
Prince: Okay you can get it all tomorrow. My treat to you.
Kareem: Aww, you're so sweet. I wear the ass out.
Prince: No, we making love tomorrow.
Kareem: Okay, one love session and three beat downs.
Prince: [chuckles] Okay fine ... one and one.
Kareem: One and two.
Prince: Deal.
Kareem: Deal. [we giggle with each other over our silly ass]
... We so dumb and silly sometimes. [kissing each other]
... You ready for story time?
Prince: Okay, fine ... [sighs]
... Anyone in particular?
Kareem: Wow, but I was gonna go first. But I'm glad you're ready to share. [getting all comfortable as I laid on Prince's chest, I couldn't help but stroke his dick as I began my tell him what I remembered]
... Iight, this gonna be about your boy.
Prince: [inhales and exhales deeply] ... Stop being salty.
Kareem: [playfully pinching him] ... Be quiet and listen – once upon a time, there were two whore ... [laughing]
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