Crossing All The Boundaries

Marquis sat on a bench outside of the Ronald Campbell Building, trying to figure out what his next move for the day was. It was a chilly spring afternoon, and Marquis was sitting with his girlfriend Vanity, listening to her vent. While he half listened, he tried to decide on if he was going to attend his last class of the afternoon. With all of the action going on around him, it was hard to focus on one thought, let alone make a decision or actually listen to Vanity.

The plaza behind the Campbell Building (the home of his university’s Black Studies Center) was ‘the’ go-to relaxing spot for Black students. The Coleman Building was the one spot on the campus of Wilton State University that was ‘theirs’.

Marquis, like many of them came here today to chill and catch up with their friends. He’d come here to attempt to study and people watch in peace, but even with having ignored her texts, Vanity had not only found him, she had managed to disrupt his place to just stare at folks in peace.

“I mean, that’s not my problem. If that bitch is in her feelings, then she’s in the way and I’ve never been afraid to drop a bitch from line. I’m just tired of these legacy bitches thinking they’re going to walk into my org! You have to WORK to become a woman of Delta Sigma Theta and these new girls are trying to cut corners. Calling our advisor whenever they don’t want to do what we tell them…they think they’re slick but I’m not with the shit! Not while I’m the Dean of Pledges.” Vanity said under her breath, folding her arms.

 “Yeah…I bet.” Marquis said, continue to share at the crowd around them.

“Really Marquis? You just going to ignore me? Whenever you find yourself complaining about y’all new boys, I listen. You’re a shitty listener. What kind of boyfriend are you?” Vanity said, rolling her eyes.

“Vanity, I never bring you into Kappa business because…you’re not a member of Kappa Alpha Psi, Fraternity Incorporated. In fact, I NEVER ask you about Delta business because I don’t get involved in the affairs of females.” Marquis said, not even looking up from his phone.

“I’m your girlfriend! I’m fucking venting to you because you’re supposed to be my man, but I see you’re in one of your bitchy moods.” Vanity said, catching an attitude.

“You’re the only one bitching here.” Marquis said, looking down at his phone.

“OH, SO NOW I’M A BITCH? I got your bitch, Marquis. Don’t fucking brother to call me tonight when your dick gets hard. Call one of them bitches you like to fuck on the side!” Vanity said, grabbing her purse and packing her things.

“What, you gonna be too busy getting dick from one of the niggas you fucking with on the side?” Marquis asked, smirking.

“I don’t know why I deal with your rude ass. Don’t fucking call me trying to apologize when your dick gets hard.” Vanity said, stomping away.

“And don’t call me trying to apologize when you want some good dick in your life!” Marquis said, laughing. as she quickly disappeared into the crowd of students.

Vanity hadn’t gotten under his skin because she was right, he’d probably call bitch…or nigga to suck his dick later since she was acting up. Truth be told…Marquis knew that he was sexy, so he figured that he could have anyone that he wanted without having to work too hard to pull them. He was a tall, athletic man with a rich chocolate complexion with swag, good looks and tattoos. As much as people hated on him for it, people were just drawn to him and he often capitalized on that.

With Vanity leaving, Marquis resumed watching the crowd of Black students congregating. His eyes danced across the scene for the next twenty minutes until he saw someone that made him smile.

Now standing 10 feet from him was Vanity’s best friend Jalen Daniels. Jalen was annoying as fuck – not only was he too close to his girlfriend (they’d grown up together before Vanity enrolled at Winston State), he often interjected himself into their business. Marquis often thought it was because Jalen wanted Vanity for himself, but a passive nigga like Jalen couldn’t ever pull a bitch like Vanity form up under his spell as far as Marquis was concerned.

Jalen was also the President of Alpha Phi Alpha on his yard, compared to Marquis who wasn’t as active in his fraternity at the moment. To be honest, he enjoyed being a Kappa man, but he was already struggling to care about being a student, the additional shit that came with Greekdom was too much responsibility. Marquis was a nigga from the hood, so he was content with helping here or there, without ever working too hard…which Jalen always made sure to throw in his face.

Recently, Jalen had been keeping his distance from Marquis. Marquis initially thought it was because of his friendship with Vanity, but over time, he’d learned that it was for other reasons.

A few weeks ago, the two of them had gotten together to smoke and play NBA 2K. After an afternoon of passing blunts between themselves, Jalen noticed that Marquis’ dick was standing at attention in his sweatpants.

When Marquis caught Jalen staring, he confidently instructed Jalen to come suck on his dick. Jalen instantly realized that he’d gotten caught staring, made excuses (blaming his gaze on being high) and he quickly went home.

Marquis wasn’t sweating Jalen’s discomfort because it made sense to him – Jalen had got caught staring at the dick of another nigga – his best female friend’s boyfriend at that. It made sense for Jalen to be uncomfortable. Whenever he thought about what’d happened, Marquis smiled to because Jalen had no idea that Marquis was down.

What Jalen had failed to realize was that Marquise was ready and willing to snatch his soul and fuck him deep, while continuing to be with his girlfriend. That day, Jalen must have figured out that Marquise was a savage.

Jalen was a tall, athletic caramel skinned young man with a fat ass on him. Marquis often dreamed of forcing his dick into Jalen’s throat, silencing him from his constant shit talk. Just seeing the outline of Jalen’s ass had made his dick hard. The jury had initially been out on Jalen’s sexuality until the day he got caught staring at Marquis’ hard dick.

Marquis looked at the time on his phone. It was 1:30PM. His class had started 15 minutes ago and he didn’t feel like going anymore. He decided to walk back to his apartment to smoke a blunt. Marquis packed up his shit and he was getting ready to leave the plaza when he saw Jalen waving at him, flagging him down. This was a surprise given Jalen’s efforts to avoid him the past few weeks. This made Marquis’ dick get even harder.

“What’s up nigga! What are you about to get into?” Jalen said, bringing Marquis in for a ‘bro-hug’.

Jalen went in for the hug until he felt Marquis’ hard dick rubbing against his abs. Jalen instantly pushed Marquis backwards, making him laugh.

“My bad bro, what’s good?” Marquis said, using his book bag to shield his long hard dick print.

“Nigga what the fuck, you know I ain’t with that gay shit.” Jalen said, visibly upset.

“Oh, now you not with it? Stop playing and fuck with a nigga.” Marquis said, just low enough so only Jalen could hear him.

“I knew you were gay, let me tell my best friend to run for the hills so she doesn’t eventually marry your sweet ass.” Jalen said, laughing.

“What the fuck ever. Seeing you out with that fat ass got me like this anyways.” Marquis whispered, making Jalen uncomfortable.

“Yo, you wilding. Don’t make me tell my best friend you saying suspect shit like that.” Jalen said.

“Man, stop being a fucking hater. It’s all jokes. Plus, me and her just got into it so that’s the last thing I need.” Marquis said, laughing.

“What is she upset with you for now?” Jalen inquired.

“None of your business, you snitch!” Marquis joked.

“Man, whatever…anyways, what you about to do? I’m bored. If you free, let’s go back to my apartment, smoke and play 2K!” Jalen said, changing the subject.

“Bruh, don’t you have line brothers or friends to kick it with? Why do you want to chill with me, so you can extort information out of me and parrot that shit back to Vanity like you always do?” Marquis said, raising his eyebrows. He was surprised to get an invitation given recent events.

“Bruh. You know we practically homeboys and I don’t want to kick it with my line brothers today. All they want to talk about is Greek shit and I’m not on that today.” Jalen said.

“Bet. I was JUST telling Vanity that we didn’t always have to talk about Greek Life.” Marquis said, understanding where Jalen was coming from.

“Yeah man, it’s too much. Anyways…did you drive to campus or do you need a ride?” Jalen asked.

“Nah, I walked to campus today…did you drive?” Marquis asked, not wanting to walk if he didn’t have to. Luckily, they stayed at the same apartment complex.

“Yeah. Let’s roll!” Jalen said, leading the way to the parking lot on the side of the Campbell Building.

“Alright, I’ll follow you to your complex.” Marquis said, following behind Jalen, enjoying the view in front of him as Jalen’s sweats stretched to accommodate his fat booty.

“I’m gonna fuck around with this nigga today, watch.” Marquis thought to himself as his dick got hard again.

The two of them spent the entire afternoon passing multiple blunts between each other, getting high while discussing the campus life and the various campus gossip like typical 21-year olds. Jalen dominated the conversation as Marquis was more of an observer of drama than a participant of it but it felt good to laugh and enjoy himself.

The two of them were starting their fourth blunt when Marquis saw Jalen stand up and remove his shirt.

“You stripping now?” Marquis said, teasing Jalen as he secretly stole glances at his frenemy.

“Bruh it’s my spot and it’s hot as fuck. Plus, you took your shirt off earlier too man” Jalen said.

“Whatever.” Marquis said, taking a long pull from the blunt as he absent-mindedly starred at Jalen’s sexy body. There was something about Jalen that made Marquis’ blood rush to his dick.

“Jalen literally has an ass that’s fatter than most of the bitches that I see on campus.” Marquis thought to himself as Jalen walked in front of him. Marquis exhaled the smoke he’s inhaled and handed him the blunt. Jalen took the blunt out of his hand, then turned to the table that was in front of the both of them.

“What are you doing?” Marquis asked as Jalen stood directly in front of him.

“Looking for the remote for my speakers. I’m gonna put some music on bruh.” Jalen said, bending over to look on the lower level of the coffee table. Marquis watched in awe as Jalen’s fat booty was now directly in front of his face.

Marquis felt his dick throbbing as his mind went on autopilot. The weed was fucking with him because everything was moving in slow motion. Jalen’s ass was jiggling as his sweats fell lower, revealing the thin waistband of Jalen’s underwear…. a blue men’s thong.

“Fuck.” Marquis mumbled to himself as he absent-mindedly reached up with both of his hands and grabbed two handfuls of Jalen’s ass.

“Yo, what the fuck?” Jalen said, turning around instantly. Marquis stared blankly up at him with his legs spread wide, his hard dick standing at attention.

“What?” Marquis replied, wanting to see how Jalen would reply.

“I told you I wasn’t with that gay shit!” Jalen said, trying to step away. Instead, Marquis gripped his ass even harder.

“Nigga, a few weeks ago I caught you practically drooling over my dick. Now, you supposedly standing directly in front of me with that ass poking out and I’m not supposed to touch it? Fuck that!” Marquis said, challenging Jalen.

Jalen was visibly flustered. Marquis could tell that Jalen was uncomfortable.

“I’m not cool with this-” Jalen said as Marquis moved his right hand, reaching around to Jalen’s crotch, where he found Jalen’s dick standing at attention.”

“If you not with it, why is your dick hard?” Marquis replied, softly gripping Jalen’s hard dick with one hand and grabbing his ass with the other. Jalen was clearly too high to handle what was happening.

“Man…. fuck.” Jalen moaned to himself as Marquis felt him up.

“Step out them sweats nigga…” Marquis muttered quietly. Jalen complied, shimmying his pants off his waist as his pants fell to the floor, revealing his fat ass in all its glory.

 “What now?” Jalen asked, not sure of how to proceed.

“What do you mean? You’re going to get down on your knees and suck this dick.” Marquis said, smiling.

“This is foul as fuck, aren’t you supposed to be Vanity’s boyfriend? This is crossing a boundary that me and you shouldn’t even consider crossing.” Jalen said as he subconsciously listened to Marquis, descending to his knees.

“Bruh, your ‘best friend’ has been cheating on me since we got together two years ago and you know she fucking other niggas on the side. Based on the fact that I got you damn near naked in between MY legs in YOUR OWN living room, you probably fucking around on your own girlfriend. All three of us are grimy as far as I’m concerned. Fuck that, we crossing all the boundaries!” Marquis said as lowered his joggers and boxer briefs, revealing a long, thick dick. Jalen licked his lips unintentionally.

“…I knew your ass was gay.” Marquis said, laughing. Jalen couldn’t deny his attraction.

“Nigga, I ain’t gay!” Jalen said, snapping on him.

“Nigga, fine, you not gay. But you know you want to be gay right now for this dick. Listen, we both clearly get down with niggas. I been catching your little glances and when I caught you staring at me a few weeks ago, it was a done deal. Trust me…I been wanting this shit just as much as you. It’s hard to find another nigga to fuck around with and not get caught. We both got something to lose so I know you ain’t going to snitch and I’m definitely not going to tell Vanity.” Marquis said.

“Fuck. This is messed up.” Jalen said aloud. He sat there for two minutes in silence before taking Marquis’ dick into his hands, bringing it to his face and engulfing the head of his dick into his mouth.

Marquis couldn’t believe what was happening. His girlfriend’s best friend of over 10 years, was kneeling in front of him, with his hand gripped around his dick. Jalen said he wasn’t gay but this clearly wasn’t his first time sucking a dick. He expertly sucked on Marquis’s dick. Marquis was enjoying the fuck out of this shit.

He looked down, noticing that Jalen had closed his eyes. Jalen probably figured that he’d feel less guilty If he didn’t see Marquis’ face.

“Open your eyes and look up at me.” Marquis said. “I want you to look directly at me, you getting what you wanted bruh.”

Jalen slowly opened his eyes and looked up directly at Marquis. Seeing Jalen submit turned Marquis on. He was close to cumming.

Jalen removed Marquis’ dick for a moment, which made Marquis instantly grab his head and force him back down on his dick. Jalen opened his mouth, leaned his head and took Marquis’s full nine inches of stiff dick down his throat.

Marquis’s eyes flew open. He looked down and saw Jalen’s lips surrounding the base of his dick. He couldn’t believe how tight Jalen’s lips were wrapped around his dick. Jalen hadn’t deep throated him until now and that sent him over the edge.

"Fuck! I'mma cum!” Marquis yelled, trying to pull his dick from his mouth. Jalen slapped my hand away and before he could do anything, his dick erupted and he busted his nut all over Jalen’s warm tongue.

Jalen closed his lips while Marquis thrusted up in his mouth, continuing to cum down his throat.

Marquis relaxed back on the couch as Jalen licked up the remaining cum. Jalen then raised himself on his needs. Before he could do anything, Marquis pulled Jalen’s face into his own, connecting their lips.

Marquis typically didn’t kiss men but he allowed Jalen’s tongue to enter his mouth. This was a special occasion considering how hard Jalen tried to pretend that he didn’t want to suck his dick. The two kissed for a few minutes before Marquis reached down, with his hand reached for Jalen’s fat ass.

“You know you eventually gonna have to let me hit this, right?” Marquis said, breaking their kiss temporarily.

“I don’t know about that. We shouldn’t have even done that….” Jalen said, looking away...

“Eventually, you’re going to want it. But okay nigga…keep playing. Let me know when you ready.” Marquis said, grabbing his shirt off of the couch and heading for the exit as Jalen sat on his knees half naked with the taste of cum on his lips.

“What about Vanity!” Jalen blurted out, reaching for his sweats.

“What about her?” Marquis asked as he grabbed the door handle and opened it. Before Jalen could reply, Marquis left.