D’Kass Black Presents Jail’s Bait: Chains & Cuffs (Book 3)

The car ride bac to my crib was quiet.  I was freekin out on da inside, even though I looked over at Joop eery so often and gave him a nod, like it was ‘all-good-&-we-were-gonna-find-out-what-happened-to-Rah-Rah’… at least dats da look I gave him.

We reached my house an pulled into da driveway (which was empty, no cars there) and I got out, Joop drivin da whip around to da back of da property to hide da whip in da bushes, in case sumone was lookin for Rah-Rah car.  Not that they would check the home of one of da head CO’s up at da prison, da Warden’s right hand man, I thought to myself, shakin my head.  Po-Po could be really dumb sumtimes.

I went inside da front door an Joop met me in da kitchen.  “They mus be out,” Joop said; “no cars hurr, dat mean dey aint home.”

I nodded, not really trustin myself to speak.  We went up to da bedroom and laid down on da bed, still fully clothed.  I wuz mo than tired.  Eerything dat happened from da moment I last saw this room jus drained me, one event after da other.  Rah-Rah catchin me bare-assed comin outta da shower, catchin Joop dick in dat hoe mouth at da mall, me hidin out at Rah-Rah crib, druggd up and raped, thinkin Joop killd our oldest friend and belieinv we hadda go on da run or get lokkd down, discoverin da body was missin… it all jus made me madd numb and I couldn’t move.

I turned my head to see Joop layin beside me on his side, lookin down at me.  He lookd so fukkin sexy an at da same time so miserable, my heart skippd a beat.  He lookd like he was goin thru eerything I went thru but only in his head and his heart.  In eery way he felt violated like I had been, we were bond together like dat- he aint have to say nuthin at all about how he felt, I just KNEW.

Witout a word Joop lookd at me, an a tear shone in his eye.  I watched it as he watched me, and it broke free an fell down his cheek, splashin down on my forehead.  I felt it trail on down da side of my face an catch in my ear.

God, I loved dis nicca.

Witout a word Joop reached over an, almost like he was ready for me to pull back, rested his hand on my chest.  It wasn’t just a touch, it was a question, spoken witout words:

COULD YOU EVER LET ME TOUCH YOU AGAIN..?

Witout a word Joop waited for me to answer.  My heart was so full of love for his patience, him bein gentle an givin me space to deal wit me bein raped an all… yeah, I knew he cheated on me wit a chick, yeah, I knew he was fukkd up about dat and yeah, I knew dat I had jus been raped an I was gun-shy about bein touched rite now; but da one thing I also knew was dat I trusted Joop mo than any nicca I had ever trusted- even after all dat had happened.  We grew up together, been thru too much- who else could I trust but da only nicca I ever dreamed about..?

Witout a word, dat was da answer i gave him- jus by touchin his hand and pullin it up to caress my cheek.

He lit up like a Christmas tree.  Witout a word he held my cheek in his palm and jus smiled at me, another tear spillin out his eye an landin on my eyebrow dis time.  For sum reason him holdin me so quiet-like an so protective made my dick rise up.  he saw this an reached down, pullin down from my boxers, so that my dick broke free an stood str8 up, all 9 inches thick and throbbin- but not from lust.  I aint know why my dick was jumpin so hard…

Joop aint waste no time though.  He leaned over and wit one swallow engulfed my dick down to da base.  I felt his lips, tongue an throat close wit da smoothest WARMTH over my throbbin dick an my knees got weak.

At first my reaction was to pull back, but Joop slippd his lips over my dick, up an down wit so strong and soft a suction dat I was powerless, but a different kind of powerless.  Wit each stroke of his throat up and down on my thick ass dick Joop reminded me dat all he would ever wanna do is please me, make me feel good.

Joop raised up off me an looked up, da question in his eyes, spoken again, witout a word:

 

YOU WANT ME TA STOP..?

Witout a word I took his face an pushed it bac to my dick, all spit-shiny an drippin, jumpin for Joop’s mouf again.  He attacked it this time, slurpin and suctionin on it over an over, his spit droolin down on my hairy nuttsack, makin me jump wit lust.  Witout a word I raised up an let Joop’s hand run down my bootyhole.

He touched da crack an I flinched- I remembered Rah-Rah bein on me jus then.  But witout a word Joop pushed dat horror outta my head and replaced it wit himself, his touchin me, his love for me, his hands all over my ass cheeks, makin my ass hot an horny FOR JOOP all over again. 

 

Witout a word I grabbd Joop and pushed him down on his back, noticing then that he had jumpd outta his clothes while he was sukkin on my dick.  He was butt ass, his 10.5 inch thickass dick standin brickkd up.  I got on top of him and positioned his dick against my ass.

Witout a word he asked me wit his eyes,

ARE YOU SURE BOUT DIS YO?

Witout a word I let him know by raisin up an slippin his dick in my ass, slow but sure.  Da hole was still hurtin a lil from earlier but for sum reason Joop lookin at me wit all his feelings in his eyes made me forget al da bad shyt, and all of a sudden my ass aint feel nuthin but ready for Joop to tap it like WHOA.

Witout a word I let him know:

TAKE DIS ASS BACK YO, RE-CLAIM IT… IT’S YOURS, JOOP…

Witout a word he knew what I was sayin to him, and his dick, cock-0strong, slid home into my ass, dat familiar tightenin/ loosenin pressure of him finding dat rite curve up in there, pushing til bang! I was all da way down on his dick to da base.  My ass twitched, tightenin up wit thugg heat, an I knew then I needed him to re-make dat hole his own, AN RITE NOW.

Witout a word Joop slowly positioned my legs and his own.  When he was finished moving I noticed that he had lifted his legs an positioned his asshole against my throbbin dick.

Witout a word Joop said,

YO I’M SAYIN, WHY DON’T YOU TAP DIS ASS TONITE..?  WE COULD GO BACK AN DO DA REGLAR WAY ANOTHER TIME YO…

Witout a word Joop told me dat he loved me enuff dat tappin me tonite wasn’t dat important, not like me an him jus showin love, no matter who got fucked.

Which wuz fine by me.  I grabbed on both his legs an spread em to where I could see his pink lil asshole winkin at me beneath soft pubic fuzz.  It looked so fukkin thugg-sexy my dick stiffened up brick-style again an I slid my phat dickhead into dat tite spot.  Joop closed his eyes an bore down on his teeth.  He grabbed my hand dat was on his leg an squeezed, sayin to me witout a word:

DO IT NOW NICCA..!

I pushed in an felt pressure, his hole wuz madd tite and wouldn’t let me in dat ez, which I expected- Joop did most of da fukkin when it wuz time to git down to da jump-off…  but then his ass jus opened up an my joint slid deep up to da base inside dat hairy warmth, which clamped down on my joint like a fist.  Joop opened his mouf in pain but not a sound left his lips.  Witout a word I began grindin dat dick up into Joop guts, back an forth, slidin my 9 inch up dat dark hole, feelin dem walls slip up an down on my dickhead, which grew against the strain of dat thugg lust.  It felt like butter, hot, slippery an tite- an my dick sent shovers thru my body while I began to bang out dat ass da way Joop did me sumtimes- jail house thugg style.

Da bed began to shake az I ground dat hole over an over, dat ass getting wetter an wetter, Joop wit his eyes closed against da pain an still eggin me on witout a word.  Dis nicca loved me like sum I never KNEW before.  I went faster, got deeper in his ass, my arms stretchin his legs wider, my nutts smackin dat booty wit a lite tappin dat got louder an louder.

Da headboard banged against da wall and Joop was sweatin, tryin to help hold up his muscle legs all dat time.  His dick was brikkd up and bouncing up an down against his tite ass chest.  Sweat fell off my face too, landin on his chest and dat thick ass swollen thugg dick as I held his legs str8 up, closing em and feelin mo skin on my dick squeein it, faster and titer, dat shiver runnin thru my legs and my back- I felt da nutt buildin up deep in me, an I wuz bout to lose control… Joop reached around an grabbd my asshole, pullin me deepr into him, and he squeezed his asshole closed around my thrustin dick.

Dat did it.  Witout a word I felt da wildest nutt grab me up, I couldn’t speak as my splash bust outta my dick-

(skeet-skeet)

- an splattered da inside of Joop ass, over an over, da force of it rockin my whole body again an again-

(skeet-skeet; skeet-skeet)

-and all of a sudden Joop’s back stiffened an his eyes rolled in da back of his head.  And witout a word, witout touchin his dick his nutt flew up into my face, hot, sizzling droplets of white rain hittin my cheek, my eyebrows

(SKEET-SKEET)

and washin me over an over as his uncontrolled dick flew off an shot everywhere, my sholders, da headboard, da covers

(SKEET-SKEET; SKEET-SKEET)

as Joop thrashed wildly on da bed.

My dick blew its last nutt an I caught my breath, feelin Joop nutt drippin warm an white down my cheek an restin on my upper lip.  I tasted it as he opened his eyes an said witout a word,

DAMN NICCA YOU COATED FA SHO…

And he smiled, me smiling back.  I pulled outta his ass, large splashes of my nutt fallin outta his open ass an hittin da bed. We were now crusted in nutt- but we aint care.  Joop reached up an pulled me to him, our combined nutt-splash off stickin us together.  I rested on top of him, and we, together, fell asleep- witout a word.

Sometimes, I thought as I drifted off, words aint needed between lovers...

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Without a word, the shadow in the bedroom closet that was watching Joop and Lamar silently make love waited for them to fall asleep.  It stepped from the dark space into the room itself, the morning sunlight falling through the window and making the silver .38 in the shadow’s hand glisten.  Three bullets were in the chamber, one for each of them- and there was no reason why they should have to wait any longer…

Without a word Rah-Rah smiled grimly at the sleeping pair as he raised the gun, aimed at Joop’s head and pulled the trigger.