My Cousin's Thug Friend

“your just like a bitch” he exclaimed, breaking my mind rambling, “you get good dick once and get all attached and emotional" he chuckled between word.

But I was not amused, all my anger turned into bravery, I backed away from placing my hands to his neck and pushed him against the wall, “Look pussy! I ain't no bitch, I never asked for this, you the one keep coming back, so I got something you want" I cursed, I could feel his pulse rise and his eyes widen, “don't fuck with my emotions, respect me nigga!” I continued, releasing him from my hold and opening my door to signal his exit.

After he left, my knees gave way to the ground, I shocked myself with my sudden act of gallantry that I could stand my ground to a ‘tough guy' like him. 

After suffering the mild weakness, I decided to take a shower, have dinner and go back to bed, it had already been a truly eventful day for me and I wasn’t up for anything else honestly. 

I woke up to a notification for two missed calls from an unknown number, I was about to call back but I noticed the time and thought it was too late , I’ll call back in the morning. It was hard to fall asleep and the phone rang again about 2 minutes later, “hello?” I answered quizzically.

“yow can I come there" it was Devonté, 

“what? Why? how you got my number?!” I was legitimately shocked, instantly knowing exactly who it was.

“stop asking questions, just open the door I’m outside" he commanded, ending the call immediately.

I was both shocked and scared, what if he's here to kill me after I ‘dissed’ him. Nervous and afraid I slowly opened my door, after 10 minutes, -luckily my room was on the other side of my house so anything happening on this side of the house, was completely unknown. I stepped out and saw Devonté sitting on the last of my steps, “okay come in” I saw him turn and started coming up, and I turned and walked before him, “but you do not touch me, or disrespect me or none of that shit okay” I turned quickly to state my stance, “this is just a one time thing" I ended, he only replied by throwing his hands in the air and nodded.

After settling in, I thought it would be time to ask why he's here, but the minute I coughed up the question his light snoring signaled his departure into dream land.

The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed, not surprised but still disappointed, I was hoping for some reason to see him still asleep beside me. I reached over to look at my phone, it didn’t alarm this morning (unusual), I have to get ready for work, and I had little time to do it.

 I walked out of my room, fully aware that all I had on was an underpants, walked into the bathroom, and took a shower, the minute I opened the bathroom door, I was thrown back by shock, he was still here, and eating breakfast.

“hey son!” my mom suddenly broke through kitchen door, now he sees me, and smiles.

“Go get ready quickly or you'll be late" she urged me, bringing me back to reality, she's right my alarm didn’t go off so I slept in.

“Right! Thanks mom!” I kissed her, receiving my breakfast in hand also noticing that she was leaving aswell, “have a good day, love you" I exclaimed walking to me room.

As I entered my room, I placed my breakfast on the bed, and started getting dressed, Devonté walked into my room and laid on my bed scrolling on his phone, it was kinda trippy having him here, laying in my bed – I guess I will have to find out his true intentions.

Devonté’s POV

Damn! It was so hard to try to not watch him get dressed, his slender frame, would fool anybody into thinking there was no ass back there, but this dude was curvy for real. 

His ass is so fucking fat, damn! I just want to slide this big dick up in that ass one more time, shit who am I kidding I want it all the time, took me forever to sleep last night, I was brick all night, knowing his ass was right there, but that damn slap and anger he gave me shook something in me. I saw that I violated him, and that I needed to respect him, I’ve let my dick run my brain one too many times, especially the last time with him. But now I want more, just like I know he wants more, but how do I move from this point with him.

Ash's POV

I could sense his eyes watching me, but I felt like I had to avoid eye contact and finished getting dressed, I was already weak to his presence, I don't need to lead this any further in my mind.

“Um! Could you help to fix my collar” I asked, buttoning my cuffs and buckling my pants. I heard him sigh and walked up behind me.

Somehow there was a spark, and the images of us living together, us have a life together, I could see us helping to get each other ready for work, and then deriving for bed. In my mind I asked him to help with my collar, and he does it  and also gently glides his hands over my shoulders, down the small of my back and he pulls me into him, holding onto me tightly, then turns me around and kisses me. But I quickly had to snap myself back to reality, I had to tackle the beast first, maybe teach him how to love before I can think of a real future, and not just some fuck. Surely he went back to laying on the bed making sure this time he gets under the covers.

After finishing up, I locked up and as nobody would be home except for Devonté, just as I was about to leave I was stopped in my tracks, when Devonté spun me around and pulled me into a hug. Completely stunned I froze, he eased out of the hug, and placed his finger on my chin, tilting my head to the side, and kissed my cheek ever so softly.

“have a good day" 

“yea, uh, thanks" I replied, rushing out of the house in a nervous poof, trying to disguise my excitement so he wouldn’t see it.

“lock up!!” I shouted, never looking back.

Devonté’s POV

‘calm down’ I said calmly both to myself and to my now raging hard-on. “fuck!” I sighed, I’m so confused, this kid, I know he wants this dick, so what the fuck is stopping him? I couldn’t stop thinking about him when he said I should respect him, standing up to me, that was the sexiest shit I ever witnessed other than his curvaceous ass taking this dick, or that mouth, damn that mouth. I wanted to kiss him so badly this morning, but this still feels so wrong to me, I'm here, in another mans bed, a man who I fucked, and twice considering I fucked his throat. 

Man he turns me on so much, I just want another chance to be in that pussy again! The way he milked me, throbbing and pulsing on my dick, it was so rhythmic, so warm, so tight, I’ve been jerking off and fucking every woman I've  been with since, thinking about it. 

My dick just won't go down whenever I think about him, that fucking pretty face, and the way he speaks. Damn! am I falling for this nigga? Shit!! I never had to think about anybody this much, and as much as I’m thinking bout this nigga, I’m still feeling dirty and confused.

A sudden vibration, interrupted my thoughts. A text

*we need to talk ~ Ash* 

Damn! What’s this about now?! My heart raced. Why?

*kool, I’ll be here later*

*Ah… could I ask you a favour?* I sent.
typing…… 

Note: I realized while writing Chapter 3 that Ash had no name, therefore I introduced his name in this part of the story. Chapter 1&2 seemed to be expressing Ash's point of view alot, and for the very first time since writing, I’m attempting to write both point of views just to further dive into the minds of both characters. Stay with me my readers, I am writing based on the flow of thoughts and where my mind may want to take me with the direction of the story.

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