A Thuglife Love

Chapter One:

The Move (Late Summer-Fall)

Kyontae:

My dad got a job working construction in a small city outside of Atlanta called Springfield. While I have a few friends and several family members I will miss, I am pretty excited about moving to a new town. In my old town, I was pretty much the only gay kid in my middle and high school. I was so scared to come out, as the Black community isn't particularly known for its tolerance, that I didn't until I basically had no choice when I was in the 10th grade. I am pretty fem, although not extremely so, and eventually my behavior outed me. First, I had to come out to my family. My older and younger brothers and my older sister accepted me immediately; actually their response was the dreaded "we already knew". I had come out to the three of them at the same time after I just couldn't take it anymore. My dad also knew and after a long talk about safe sex and not letting this 'petty niggas' play me, he was cool about it too. My mother, very religious, obviously wasn't very accepting. While she promised to love me no matter what, she also would tirelessly 'pray the gay away' and beg the lord to save my soul. My mother and I were never particularly close, I've always been a daddies boy; so her reluctance to accept me for who I am never really bothered me too much.

In our old town, South Fulton, construction work wasn't common after the economic downturn. So my family's struggled ever since. My oldest brother, Charles, decided to not go to college and open a series a successful marijuana dispenseries to help support the family as my dad went on and off of unemployment, getting gigs whenever he could. My mother would work whatever part-time jobs she could find and my oldest sister would chip in when she could.

My family includes:

My dad - Michael Langston - 48 - agnostic black man, construction worker

My mom - Victoria (Wilson) Langston - 51 - catholic latina-black woman, stay-at-home mom/part-time worker

My brother - Charles Langston - 22 - latino-black man, owner of 'Charlie's get-ya-high dispensaries'

My sister - Vivica Langston - 18 - latina-black woman, high school senior, part-time worker

Me - Kyontae Langston - 16 - latino-black man, high school sophomore

Brother - Kyron Langston - 12 - latino-black man, 6th grader

Dog - Beau - 7 - black lab

Cat - Winter - 3 - white cat

The last day of moving out of our old house my mother spoke to us at dinner about her insistence that we, as a family, start fresh and begin attending church regularly. My dad, brother Charlie, and myself were strongly opposed to the idea. Kyron was neutral, as he was in most of our family arguments. Vivica had no problem but said she'd refused to go to any church that told me I was going to hell for who I was. My dad and mom continued arguing throughout the nigh. When we got back to our house and finished packing the u-haul, my mom drove our SUV with Kyron while me, Charles, and Vivica stuffed into the cab of the u-haul with my dad.

At my insistence, we listened to pop and showtunes along the way. Charles, however, forced me to listen to old school rap and hip hop, like Tupac, which I had never realized I kinda liked. 

After several hours on the road, we got off the highway and entered a really nice suburb. Mostly black familes lived here, kids were playing basketball in the street, and I even got see some sexy guys playing football in an empty field; sweaty and with their shirts off, their dick prints clearly visible, my mouth was watering. I am still a virgin, but boy am i craving a man. Charles nudged me.

"Stop undressing them boys wit yo eyes Kyon" Charlie said

I smirked. Everyone in the u-haul laughed. "I dont wanna hear this yall" my dad said, laughing.

"Shit, how can you now, right K" my sister said, smirking at me.

"Nigga theyre too old for both of yall" Charlie said.

"Dont mean i cant fantasize" vivica responded.

"Yall are too much for me" my dad said, cracking up.

We turned down a street which ended up being a cul-de-sac. Our house was at the very end. My dad pulled into the driveway backwards.

"Most of our shit is already here and the house been cleaned already. Lets unload the truck, settle into our rooms, and i'll order pizza tonight, ight?" dad said.

We all shook our heads. We got out of the u-haul, Charlie opened the back, and we all started moving boxes in. Charlie had taken off his shirt and some of the girls from the neighborhood were staring at him move stuff in. 

"Look at them thirsty heffers" I joked.

"Wasnt that just you? now its yo bro thats eye candy and thats a problem? let the shawties get the coochies wet" Charlie responded.

In unison, vivica and I both said "Ew"

My dad, laughing, said "Now how the hell i raise some nasty ass children. talkin bout coochie getting wet. hurry up and get yalls ass in the house" he joked.

Once the u-haul was mostly empty, my mom pulled up in our SUV.

"I picked up the pizzas. Yall done unloading?" she asked.

"Just about." My dad responded.

"Alright, I'll get dinner set up and then we gon eat and afterwards, we can start unpacking the essentials."

Everyone but me and charlie went in the house. Charlie grabbed one of the last boxes, leaving me one, and went inside. I climbed inside the truck, bent over to pick up the last box, when someone started talking behind me.

"Lookin good shawty" Said this tall, built but thin, lightskinned latino-lookin boy with tattoos on his arms.

I turned around.

"Oh shit, my bad bruh. I thought you was a female." He corrected.

"Mhm." I said, box in hand. I jumped from the back of the u-haul, set the box down, and extended my hand. "Im Kyontae, you from around here?" I asked, my bussy winking and my dick twitching just looking at him.

"I am" he said, pointing to the house next door, "me and my grandma stay there" he responded. 

He dapped me up.

"Oh okay cool." I said.

"I am Lorenzo, but my friends call me Ren" he said.

"nice to meet you Ren." i said.

"Nice to meet you too, Kyonna" he said my name incorrectly.

"Its kyontae. you can call me kyon (kie-on) for short" i said, laughing.

"bet. nice to meet you kyon. yall need anything hit me up" he said, smirking.

"Will do" I said, blushing.

Did I just get hit on?

I grabbed the box and shut the back of the u-haul. I looked back and Ren was looking at me, and as soon as our eyes met, he looked away. I think this boy like me. I ran inside to tell Vivica, when my mom caught me at the front door.

"I was hoping you'd be more discreet, what with us just moving in" she scolded.

"What? i aint even do nun" i responded, entire attitude changed.

"Uh huh. Flirting with that clearly straight neighbor boy. thats how gayboys get beat up these days" she responded.

"Firstly, wasnt nobody flirting. Believe it or not, i can have a conversation wit a nigga and not be flirting. Secondly, I can handle my own" i said, walking away.

"Its disrespectful to walk away from your mother when shes talking to you" she said.

I ignored her.

I went upstairs to the second floor to my room. I passed Vivica's room and saw her hanging posters of NBA youngboy and Chris Brown all her walls. I set the last box, coincidentally mine, in my room and went to Vivica's room. I told her about what just happened outside. She grabbed my hands and we starting jumping and screaming from excitment.

Charlie walked in.

"The hell yall so happy for?" he said.

We caught him up.

"Crazy my little bro gettin bitches before i am" he said, jokingly. He pat my back and told me to find my way in there with Ren.

"yall, come get it" my dad said, calling us to eat.

Me and my family sat together and ate our pizza. While my mom started with praying, the rest of us started to eat immediately.

"Yall are some sinful heathens" she said.

"let off. do you, let us do us" my dad said.

My mom didn't participate in our conversation and had an attitude the entire dinner.

After dinner, I went upstairs and started to get my room together. I hung up my Lil Nas X, Michael B Jordan, and Chadwick Boseman posters, put my lotions, deodorants, and colognes on my dresser, made up my bed, set up my desk, and put my clothes away. Afterwards, I jumped in the shower and put my clothes away. After I made sure I was completely clean, i put on my best smelling products, lingerie, and some pajamas on top of them. I opened my grindr app and changed my location. I set up a hookup with a dl dude around the corner.

I told my dad i was going for a walk. He said okay, but made sure i took my pocket knife with me. I left out the backdoor and crossed across my and Ren's backyard to go to the next street over.

As I was walking past his house, I saw Ren taking the trash out. He noticed me walking through the unfenced yard and hollered. "Aye bruh, where you goin?" he asked.

"to meet up with a guy" i responded.

"oh, so you is gay?" he asked.

"Is that a problem?" i asked.

"nah, i just assumed you was and i aint wanna assume" he said. "you got a boyfriend already?" he said, chuckling.

"no. just a sneaky link" i said, laughing.

"oh okay, thats whats up. i mean, i mean no nigga got a stroke game like me, but whatever" he responded.

Blushing, i said "i assumed you and your 'stroke game'" i said with air quotes "was off limits".

"im very discreet. you cool wit that?" he said, moving closer to me.

"hell yea. thats my type fr" i responded.

"well shit, come here shawty. I was peeping yo thick ass earlier today" he said.

He came up to me, grabbed my neck with one hand, gripped my ass with the other, and kissed me. I looked towards my house and saw Vivica looking through the window. She saw me and was smiling and dancing. Behind his back, i gave her a thumbs up. He led me to the glass sliding door off of his back padio, opened it, and we went inside. It was his bedroom.

"What about yo grandma?" i asked, him kissing my neck and unbuttoning his pants.

"She all the way upstairs, two stories away." he responded. He took off his shirt, dropped his pants, and his ethika draws. "get on yo knees baby" he commanded.

I dropped to my knees. I leaned in and smelled his pubes, balls, and dick. It smelled like old spice with a hint of many musk. I looked up at him. "i've only ever given head" i said.

"We'll go at your pace" he responded.

He smacked his long dick against my face, rubbing his tip against my lips. I start to lick his balls and he started to moan. He grabbed the back of my head and forced me deeper into his bush. My nose was buried in his pubes and his hairy balls were in my mouth. My dick was about to burst through my pajamas. I took off my pants and shirt, revealing the lingerie i had put on earlier. He smacked my ass and licked his middle finger. he stick his middle finger inside of me, causing me to let out a moan.
"put my shii in yo mouth sexy" he said.

I circled his tip with my tongue, and slowly started to kiss and lick his dick. It continued to grow until it surpassed the size of my face. I took his entire dick, as much as i could, into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face as he fingered me with his other hand. gripping and slapping my ass periodically, my dick was leaking. He pulled his wet and sloppy dick out and slapped it against my face.

"yous a good bitch, huh?' he said

he picked me up and lifted my ass in the air up to my face. He feasted on my bussy, holding me in the air, while i throated his dick. He laid me on the couch with my head over the edge. he lowered his waist and started to stroke my throat. Over and over, his dick was going inside my mouth, deep, as deep as it good. His wet balls smacking against my nose. 

Eventually, he yelled out "fuckkkkkkk, where you want me to cum baby?"

"All over my face daddy" i responded, gagging on his dick.

"fuckkkkkk" he yelled as he pulled his dick out just as it began to explode. He nutted on my nose, eyes, and lips. He rubbed it in with the tip of his dick and then made me suck his dick clean. 

He made me suck his dick until it started to go soft. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and went to the bathroom off of his bedroom. He brought back some baby wipes. He took a few wipes out and cleaned off my face. I sat up. 

"so, was this just a one time thing, or?" i asked, the taste of his cum still in my mouth.

"nah baby, you mine now" he said, and still naked, got on the couch. I laid down next to him and we cuddled for a long time, watching tv and talking. 

I thought to myself that this move was absolutely the right idea.