Rapper’s Delight

*2 Months Later*

For the past two months, our sex life has been great. Cash would put some time in between us to get that "snapback". It means waiting until his hole heals back in place. I don't mind that because he's tight every time I go inside. Hell, I think his hole has formed a shape to my dick. We're still using condoms to practice safe sex. There may come a time when we agree to go all the way without it, but for now we good.

Recently, I've been talking to Chris about bottoming. Now, I don't plan on doing it anytime soon, but it's a thought. He told me that it's much different than giving the dick. I can believe it. It just seems like he loves taking my dick and the thought crossed my mind. He said that anyone's first time is going to be rough. It's like pushing a straw through a strawberry. It's hard to do at first, but when you relax it will slide right in. Whatever that means. He also told me how he got his ass to taste so good and using an enema. I'm not like most of these niggas out here that don't wash in between my cheeks. I just never went fully inside myself to clean out. He would use water to flush out, then wash his ass and squirt this flavor liquid in him. It's not harmful he said and it keeps him fresh and clean. Shit, I don't mind because it taste so good to me.

Though, enough about my new sex life. All this time, I've been rehearsing for my first tour. I had the crew up here too; Kieara Vibez, SymphonE and Quake Coast. We've became a bigger family than no other. The name is called Paradise on Rapper's Land. It was RhinoS' idea. I hate it, but I don't have time to argue with that nigga. And speaking of that nigga, he's been MIA for about a month now. I asked about him and nobody had a clue. Then, I asked Nessy and she said he was going away for some business. How the fuck can he go away for business and his business is this tour that's about to happen in a couple of weeks? The fuck was he thinking? If he don't show up for the tour, it's gonna be some hell to pay.

*Final Rehearsal Day*

Today is the last day for rehearsals and it has been a long journey to get here. As everyone was starting to packing up, I wanted to make an announcement or give a speech.

"Yo! Can I get everybody's attention?" I shouted.

Everyone stopped and turned to me.

"Before we all go, I just want to say thank you. I appreciate all of you for being here and putting in that 1000% that I asked for. We have a long journey ahead of us and I know we about to be lit everywhere!" I shouted and everyone joined.

"We love you, Justice!" the dancers shouted.

"I luh y'all too! Our first tour location is Atlanta! So, to celebrate such a great accomplishment, I want you all to come to my birthday bash Friday night at RhinoS' club! Grab a wrist band from Cash and you can get in for free! I hope to see y'all there! Again, I really do appreciate y'all!" I said to them and walked away.

I almost felt like crying because I worked so hard to get here and it's actually happening for me. But, I'm not gonna cry yet. I'll wait til after the tour when it's all done.

I went to go wait in the car for Cash. My phone started to blow with crazy messages. I ignored it, so it won't mess up my natural high that I'm in. Cash gets in the car and he had a look on his face.

"What?" I asked confused.

He didn't say a word, but handed his phone to me. A video was playing of my brother, Terrell, doing one of his stand up comic shows. I haven't seen one his shows in a long time. It was actually funny until he started talking shit about me. He said,

"My brother has always been weird in many ways. Mom used to call him the unique baby. He got into a fight with a high school teacher over a girl, used to play dress up all the time, and let's not talk about him being a deadbeat father."

The crowd barely laughed because the shit wasn't funny. What the fuck was he thinking? Talking shit about me? I looked at Cash and he gave me a look. I shook my head no.

"I'll handle this one."

Cash put the car in drive and we headed home.

*A couple of days later*

Today is my 25th birthday and a nigga is blessed to be alive! I woke up to Chris deepthroating my dick and trying to climb on top of me. I had to stop him and brush my teeth. I don't kiss unless my breath is fresh. That's the difference between me and those other folks. After that, I got back in the bed and let him climb on top of me. He rode my dick so good I nutted twice back to back.

We got up, took a shower, and relaxed for a while. Chris had to take Kari to meet her aunt at the airport. She's coming in to take her home after my birthday dinner a couple nights from today. I'm actually gonna miss her smile and bubbly self around her. Though, it would be very difficult to have a child on the road and she would be missing school. Education is very important to have in this world. Whether you go to college or not, you don't want to be in the ignorant dumbass pool. We already got enough of them screaming and acting like idiots on a daily. We don't need to add to that.

When Chris got back, he looked a little sad, but brushed it off to prepare for my birthday bash at RhionS club. I got dressed and we drove over to the location. The streets were packed with people everywhere. They got cops directing traffic and shit. This is insane, but I don't expect anything less for my birthday.

The car pulled up to the entrance of the club and the valet opened my door. The roaring noise of people as I got out grew louder and louder. I jumped in a couple of pictures with fans and shook a few hands. Chris was literally on my ass when I got too close to people. That nigga ain't gonn let shit happen to me.

I walked in the club and the DJ made a shoutout for my appearance and birthday. I had a VIP section and my tour crew was there. SymphonE, Kierra Vibez, and Quake Coast were there turning up with me. Chris was at the bottom of the stairs talking to his security team. They were dressed in all black with red vests on. I saw one dude trying to come up and almost got pushed out the club. They not playing the bullshit tonight and I'm with it.

The DJ started to switch the music up and he played my #1 hit, Got Yo Back! I couldn't help myself when I heard it. I grabbed the mic and had the club jumping to me. When I'm on stage I feel like I'm in another world. It's almost like your in the shower and putting on the biggest performance of your life. That's how I feel. I'm on top of the world.

After a few hours, I was ready to go. I told Chris that I'm ready to leave and he set up the car. I thanked everyone for coming out tonight and left the club. When I got home, I took a shower and laid in my bed.

*Next Day*

"Yeah, I think that sounds good. Make sure it's got some red in it too. Ok. I'll call you later. Peace."

Why am I waking up to hear Chris' voice? Who could he be talking to this early? I rolled over on the side of my bed and saw that it was 1 pm! I jumped up and brushed my teeth. I can't believe this nigga made me stay in bed this late. I ran out my room and saw him standing in the living room.

"Ah, look who decided to wake up. How'd you sleep?" Chris asked with a grin.

"Good, but why didn't you wake me up?" I asked.

"You had a long night, so I figured you would need some rest. You slept like a baby." Chris laughed.

"Who were you on the phone with?" I asked.

"Damn you nosy! I was talking to Kari's aunt." Chris said sitting down.

"Oh ok. You good?" I asked a little concerned.

"Yeah. I will be. I just don't know how to be away from my daughter for so long. I mean her mother is away for a year and I'm about to be away for this tour. She's never been separate from both of us that long." Chris said.

"I know what you mean. This is my first tour and Sargon is barely going to see me for about eight months." I said sitting next to him.

"I guess we got to be strong for each other then." Chris said grabbing my hand.

"Yea we do." I said.

*Dinner Party Night*

"Justin, come on, you gonna be late for your own dinner party!" Chris shouted from the front door.

"Hold on! Damn!" I said putting on my shoe.

It is not my fault you wanted to drain my dick an hour before we had to get dressed. Shit, I'm still breathing hard. I hopped in the car and leaned my seat back. He looked at me and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"You're sweating and you haven't done anything yet." Chris said as he wipes the sweat from my forehead.

"You try fuckin a fat booty, then bustin a fat ass nut and being forced to rush and put on clothes. You would be as tired as me." I said turning on the air.

"Maybe I'll get the chance one of these days." Chris said as he drove off.

I have been thinking about that lately. Am I ready to let him do that? I don't know how to feel about it. Is it gonna hurt? What if I shit on his dick? That would fucking embarrass me so gotdamn bad. I don't cry like that, but that would be the day. Though, I do want to compromise and see what it's like. He said he's verse, so that means he likes both versions. I can work with that. He do have this dominant feature and I'm tryna see how it feels to be submissive. Shit, maybe I think I am ready to let him fuck.

"We will see what the nearest future holds in store for us." I said.

We pulled up to the venue and let valet take the car. I walked in to see a table with all of my immediate friends and family there. My four horsemen squad: Preston (my money man), Frank (my manager), Griffey (my hype man), and Domino (my assistant). These lying ass niggas told me they couldn't make it because they were handling tour business. But, I am glad they're here. I dapped them up and saw my tour crew there as well. Kari came with her aunt and I gave her a hug. She ran to Chris and he took her to her seat. Vanessa was standing with Sargon and he ran up to me. I picked him up and gave my lil king the biggest hug. He handed me a handmade card. I put him down and read it. I think some dust got in my eye because it was tearing up. Vanessa gave me a hug and I noticed a guy standing by her. She introduced me as a guy that she was dating named Tyler. I'm no disrespectful nigga. I shook his hand and allowed him to sit at the table with us.

As I was going around to my seat, I heard Nessy's voice coming in.

"Happy Birthday, Justice!" Nessy yelled.

"Nessy!" I shouted back. I got up and gave her a hug. "Thank you!"

"Hey, everybody! It's good to see you all!" Nessy said waving at everyone.

"Hey!" they said back.

Then, a deep voice came from around the corner and said,

"Well, I see this is a day of celebration. Isn't it, Justice?"

In walks RhinoS. Where has this nigga been? He goes missing for almost a month and then shows up to my party. What kind of shit is that? Before I get a chance to speak to him, Chris walks up to him and pulls him to the side. I guess he's going to handle the situation because I don't want no problems. The last time he was here, we got into a fight and he caused damage to Nessy and their home with Sargon and Kari there. Vanessa is still upset about that. Even Sargon looked a little scared when he saw him.

After a few minutes, Chris and RhinoS came back to the table. RhinoS walked over to me and my family and apologized for his absence and previous actions. What the fuck do Chris be telling this nigga? It's like he got him under some spell. Well all is well and we started to eat dinner. As I was tearing up my chicken, Vanessa got up and left. When she returned, my parents and brother walked from around the corner. I literally started tearing up. I haven't seen my parents in a couple of years because I got so caught up in my own world. I talk to them every week, but never went to see them. I ran over to my mom and tears started to roll down my face.

"Hey, mama's baby." She said as she gave me a hug.

"What's going on, pops!" I said dapping him up.

"It's good to see you son." My dad said.

I looked over his shoulder and saw Terrell. All I can think about was this punk ass nigga saying I was a deadbeat father and spreading lies on me. Then, it happened. I popped that nigga in his mouth. My dad tried to jump in between us and I pushed him out the way. Terrell swung back and missed. He could never really fight, so the best way to get out of them was to tell jokes. Ain't shit funny now. I swung again and Chris grabbed me. He pulled me back and looked at me.

"Justice, stop it! Your family is here along with friends. Relax!" Chris said to me. I can hear him, but all I saw was red.

"Fuck you, Terrell! Getcho bitch ass outta here! You snake as joker. You was talking big shit and can't back it up!" I shouted at my brother.

"I will fuck you up! You cheap shot bitch!" Terrell yelled back.

"Stop it you two! Right now!" My mother yelled.

I froze. When my mother gets like this, it can become too much for her. And to be honest, I'm more scared of her than anyone else.

"You are family. Yes, your brother was wrong for what he said about you, but you do not fight your family. You're all you got." My mother said looking at us both.

"Your mother is right. You can't do this to each other." My dad said holding on to my mother.

I looked back into Chris' eyes and he stared at me. His eyes said breathe and know I got you. I started to relax and come to my senses.

"I'm sorry everyone for my disruptive behavior. Please forgive me." I said to the room. They shook their heads in agreement.

"Justin, I am sorry for what I said and I have apologized to Vanessa as well. I was coming here to do the same thing to you." Terrell said holding his jaw.

"Aite, I'll accept when you fix what you said. Since you're always on live. Why don't you do it there?" I said pulling out my phone.

I turned on my live session and Terrrell made a public apology to me and my family. I accepted it. We all sat down at the table and tried to have some normalcy as much as possible. Chris and Nessy got up and brought out a huge cake with my platinum record on it. It said Happy Birthday and Good Luck on your Tour. I gave them both a hug and cut into the cake.

The night ended on a better note than a sour one. They gave me so many presents that I had get Nessy to take some to my house. My parents came back to my place and stayed for a little while. As I was opening my presents, my mom asked Chris a question.

"So, Chris, what's it like working with Justin?"

"It's actually been a great experience so far. We work well together. It's almost like we back at home on the stree-I mean in school." Chris said laughing.

"Uh huh. You protect my baby boy while he's out there on that tour. Don't let anything happen. You hear me?" My mother said.

"Yes, mam. I will protect him with everything I got. He knows I got him." Chris said looking at me.

"Aw, ain't that nice. Y'all make me sick." Nessy laughed. We all started laughing.

Before my family left, I gave them each a ticket to come to the Atlanta tour and hang out in the VIP section. When they left, I went to take a shower with Chris. We kissed and stroked each other's dicks in the shower. Chris reaches around to my ass and slid his finger in between my cheeks. I stopped him and got out the shower. I wasn't ready yet. It isn't easy giving up that area so well. He came into the bedroom and sat next to me.

"It's cool if you're not ready. I don't plan on going anywhere." He said.

"I know, but I'm scared that it's gonna hurt." I said looking away.

"Listen, the only time you should be scared is when I'm not around. I got you." Chris said kissing my hand.

"I know, but this is my first time doing it." I said looking at him.

"I remember my first time. It wasn't easy at first, but the person I was with worked with me and I'll do the same with you."

"I don't know."

Chris got up and put his hand out. I grabbed and he pulled me up. He kissed me and said,

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes. I've always trusted you."

"Then, trust that I won't let you get hurt."

Next thing I know, we both on the bed kissing and getting in between each other's legs. Chris licked his finger and slid it in between my cheeks. I let out a loud grunt and he slowly fingered my hole. I can feel him trying to find my prostate. It was uncomfortable at first, but started to feel good. He was stroking my dick, sucking on my nipple, and fingering my hole all at the same time. This nigga is really tryna get me comfortable and it was working because after a few my strokes, I said,

"Fuck me, Chris."