D'Kass Black Presents Jail's Bait: Lockdown (Book 1)

Mar

The next mornin I woke up under da covers wit the craaazy hangover an shyt, I knew I was awake cause of da light in the window, makin this pain behind my forehead dat wouldn’t go away. I tried to move an felt a leg across my stomach. Dats when I smelled a familiar cologne on a body layin next ta me, wrapped up in bedsheets an snorin.

Joop, I smiled, stretchin and feelin him move closer to me in his sleep. I remembered after da party was over we came upstairs and collapsed in da bed, butt ass, but we wuz too fukkd up to do any mo shyt tho. We was just layin wit each other, dicks all pressd together while we fell asleep an shyt, and dat was good enuff for then. it hit me an shyt all over again when I woke up- my nicca was free from jail and my POPS of all niccas was da one dat got him out..!

But there was sumthin that was naggin at me, dat I aint pay no attention to til I opened Dad’s door last nite an saw my pops kneelin in front of Joop, and from da way he was crouchin I could see (yechh) my pops wit a hard dick an a wet spot on his pants an shyt. He got up real quick when I came in da room and Joop backed up fast, like they was doin sum…

I remembered sumthin else- when Dad had got back home from the prison day befo yesterday. I remembered meetin him in da hallway and thinkin dat he was smellin like he had just got thru fukkin an shyt- I had laffd at him but I knew he aint get no pussy cause he aint really smell like he had got sum. But then me an Joop be fukkin an we smell an shyt, but not like pussy cause neither one of us got one…

A madd suspiscion ran thru me. Dad ain't seem too shook dat I was fukkin wit a nicca… and why not. I knew sum hadda have happened between em up at da prison, they was too guilty and jumpy last nite. I hadda be sure… but how to do it?

Joop woke up then, reachin over an pullin me over to him. I smelled his stale liquor and Joop cologne scent and it drove me crazy, I knew I loved this nicca wit all my heart, even if he… I ain't wanna think what I was thinkin as I put my head next to his on da pillow and we pulled up da coverz over us. I opend one eye an squinted at Joop, his eyes were closed and he lookd like he was real happy an shyt even in his sleep. His mouth looked so sexy rite then I had to kiss em. I leaned over an touched his lips wit my own.

He backd away. “Mmmhph, naw I got bad breaf,” he muttered.

“Nicca I got bad breaf too an a headache an shyt, fuck yo bad breaf,” I whispered back real low as I kissd him. He slippd his tongue in my mouf an caressed mine, it was like da best nectar an shyt. We wrapped our arms an shyt over each other and got up close, dicks stirrin an startin to grind.

The blood rushed so fast outta my head I got dizzy. “Yo duke, I need da hangover shyt,” I groaned, pullin away and holdin my head.

He leaned over, dis madd nervous look on his face. “Yo baby u iight..?”

He knew I hated him callin me dat ‘baby’ shyt, I aint no bitch- but rite then I aint curr dat he made me feel like he was takin curr of me an shyt. “Yo run down an get da tobasco an rum shyt,” I said.

He up an dashed out da room madd quick, butt ass. I hoped dat Dad aint get home yet to run into Joop all naked an shyt, but in another way I did, just to see what my pops would do wit da situation. I aint got no women intuition or nuthin, but I'm thinkin dat there was SUM dat happened between my nicca and my father….

Joop

Downstairs I was makin me an Mar’s homemade hangover remedy, a rum shot, tobascco sauce, a piece of lime an a raw egg. I put it in da blendr an turnd it on, mixin it to a slush. Da noise from da blendr was so loud dat I aint hear anyone cum into da kitchen. I felt a hand reach around and grab onto my dick.

“Thought yo ass was sick,” I smiled, not turnin around as da hand strokd my shyt til it was stiff like whoa, and my 10.5 inch was askin for sum attention an shyt. I turnd around to give my dik to my nicca Mar- and stopped in shock.

Officer Dan was kneelin in front of me, kneelin on da floor, his thick ass 9 inch dick out an drippin.

“Whoa,” I said, bakin away wit my hand on my dick, “yo Officer Dan, naw we can't be like dis no mo,” I said. “You gotta let it go yo, I tol you-” but then movin faster than I thought he could, he bent over an got his mouf on my dick, swallowin it down.

The hot feelin made my knees buckle an I got dizzy, it felt so fukkin good. I tried to back away an he grabbd my waist an held me there, downin dat dick like he was drownin.

I couldn’t stop myself an I grabbd his face an pumped my dick down his throat as the blender buzzd on. I was gonna break dis nicca’s throat out as hard as I was fukkin his face. Large gobs a spit flew outta his mouf an he gagged and sounded like he was throwin up, but he held on wit a vice grip. Fine by me. I rammd my thick hott juicy ass dick down Officer Dan’s throat, makin his dick jump an twitch. I felt dat churn in my guts, I knew I was bout to blow off. He ran his tongue down under my dickhead and swallowed da leakin juice outta my dick, swallowin into dat hot throat again and again, my ballz smackin his face, drivin him fukkin crazy.

He ground his throat against my dick, his jaws sqeezin my shyt, drivin me to pop.  He strokd his dick real fast an then he got stiff an he shot off, his nutt flyin over my legs an da kitchen floor, while he was shakin and stammerin wit my dick still deep in this throat. I felt da nature rise an I couldn’t hol it back.

It hit me hard makin me dizzy like whoa, I moaned low an shyt, grabbin his head as my nutt rushed outta my dick an wet up his throat, over an over, my kneez got light an shyt as I splashd in his mouf, dat feelin of him drinkin my nutt down, tonguin my nutt into his stomach, made me crazy in da nutt, grabbin his neck and tryin to break it again an shyt til da nutt was over an I slid my dick out his mouf. His face was all red an shyt, he was breathin real hard and spit and nutt was all over his face. He looked up at me an grinnd.

“Yo Officer Dan, dis wasn’t cool yo,” I said, mad now da nutt was over. “Yo I can't do this shyt wit you yo, you gotta get another nicca or sum yo. I'm taken an shyt. I ain't tryin to play wit u or nuthin but truff be tol what we did was nuthin but a nutt to me yo, I aint feelin nuthin mo dan dat, you ain't Mar…”

Officer Dan looked sad but nodded. “I just had to get one for the road,” he said when he got to his feet an went to the stairs. “I was just saying goodbye; I won’t go after you again,” he added before he went on up. “I’ll see you as a client Tuesday after next, right?” and he was gone up da stairs after sayin dat.

I turnd back to da blendr and turnd it off, I poured da mixture into a glass and got a straw. Goin back up the stairs I thought about what I just did. I can't let dat shyt happen no more, I promisd myself. Now I'm cheatin on Mar an shyt wit his own pops. I ain't gonna do dat to my nicca. At least he wont know bout dis kitchen shyt, not ever. ..

Mar

Joop came back in da room and I saw what lookd like nutt shots all over his legs. I lookd at him. “Yo what you was doin downstairs..?” I asked.

He said, “uhh gettin yo juice yo, I mixd it up an got it just like you like, wit da shot of lime.”

“It got messy huh?” I askd.

“Naw, it was all in da blendr,” Joop said, frownin from da question.

Just then I heard my pop’s shower go off. “Dad’s back?” I frowned.

“Yeah, he came in- not to da kitchen tho, so he ain't see nuthin,” Joop said, nervously. He handed me da glass an I sippd from da straw quietly, thinkin bout da fact dat Joop aint never let no one see him sweat befo’.

I just caught Joop in a lie.

I handed back da glass witout a werd an lay back down, waitin for my hangover to go away. When dat happend I knew that then I could set a trap, dat trap fo my nicca an my Dad to fall into- if they was guilty of sumthin, of course.