Some Type of Love

PT 1: THE GALA 

(Please, if you haven't read the past chapters, go back and read them or you will be hella confused. I hope you enjoy!)

3 Days Later, Friday morning....

JAMIE'S POV

"Take that dick, baby..." I moaned, arching my back to get good strokes in Dio's ass. He leaned against my desk as I continued stroking in and out of his ass, pushing back in to grind my dick around against his walls.

"Fuck, Jamie...beat that ass up right.." He leaned his head back, slowly twisting and slapping his ass back against me with each thrust.

The sight was fucking gorgeous.

We kept fucking, our rhythmns changing repeatedly before the pleasure began to catch up to me, my balls beginning to boil.

"Fuck, baby.. I'm going to cum." I whispered, putting my leg up on the other side of Dio while grabbing his hip, pushing his back into an arch to thrust deeper and deeper into him.

Dio's body lept forward with each thrust, his hair ruined by my hands constant grasp on it. I leaned back a bit and began to shake.

I almost screamed as my dick erupted inside of him, my thrusts accompanied by the wet gushes of his cum filled asshole as I felt myself almost stumbling back.

We both stood still for a moment, catching our breath as the bells for third block rang. We kissed each other before he ran off to the restroom to clean himself up.

I sat down behind my desk, thinking about the Gala tomorrow.

I have to ask him to be my date for tomorrow.

But wait. I don't have the event administration's information. There is only one person I know who can get access to such information.

Keshawn.
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KESHAWN'S POV

I paced the floor of my office, checking off the assignments I had already done for the day. All assignments done and turned in, which means I got a free day to prepare myself for tomorrow's festivities.

I turned to look at Dontae sitting behind my desk, looking at the computer. The past three days had been magical. They were filled with so much passion and romance. I've been restraining myself from ripping off his clothes, but I'm pretty confident it'll be worth the wait.

"Alright, all my shit is ordered and should be arriving this evening." Dontae said, his eyes still glued to the computer screen. He took a hand and rubbed it along his head. "All I have to do now is find someone to do my hair."

I smiled. "I can do it tonight for you. I plan on doing my twists tonight too, so that'd work out perfectly."

I made my way around the desk, setting down my clipboard. I leaned over Dontae's shoulder and looked into the screen, viewing the gorgeous suits and shoes that were different, yet complimented each other perfectly; much like me and Dontae.

"Wow, Tae. You actually have taste." I said with an approving nod. Dontae turned in my office chair to face me and started getting up.

"You've been rubbing off on me, Shawty.." He said, walking towards me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I could smell the cherry lip balm on his gorgeous lips.

I looked up into his eyes before I felt his soft lips press against mine, our legs moving in unison as we walked backwards together, his arms still wrapped tightly around me.

Our lips broke apart before quickly clashing back into each other, my arms travelling to wrap around his neck, my back arching as his hands began to explore further down my body and into my pants.

I tilted my head sideways and was about to wrap my legs around Dontae right as the door flew opened.

"Hey, Keshawn, I was wonderi-"

Me and Dontae both turned to look, his arms still wrapped around me and my arms still clamped about his neck.

Jamie, dumbfounded, looked back at us. He cleared his throat.

"I didn't mean to... interrupt."

I cleared my throat as well and rubbed across Dontae's chest.

"Uhh, no you weren't interrupting...Tae was just about to have to go to third block...He has some papers to deliver." I looked up and smiled at him. Suprisingly, he smiled back.

"Yeah, I'll see you around, Shawty." Dontae said with a quick squeeze of my asscheek before he turned away, making his way around the desk and out of my office, shutting the door behind him.

The silence sat between me and Jamie for what felt like hours. I looked to the floor and began to make my way behind my desk.

"You were say-"

"Tae, huh?" Jamie said, his eyes looking out of the window, as if he wasn't speaking to me. I looked up at him.

"Yes...that's his name." I peered over at him, my lips pursed.

Jamie chuckled before making his way next to me. "I'm sure his name is whatever you wanted it to be, Shawty." His voice was riddled with venom.

I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples.

"Jamie, are you serious right now?" I began to move around him, moving to the front of my office. "We're best friends, you shouldn't be-"

Jamie turned and looked me into the eye. "Best friends who fucked."

I froze.

Jamie began making his way toward me before stopping, face to face.

"However, I guess what we did meant shit to you, so you go around being a whore to an aint-shit-ass little boy." Jamie spat.

Before I knew it, my arm reeled around from behind me as I smacked Jamie across his face, sending him stumbling back a few steps.

I felt my temperature rising. I stood there, my feet grounded to the floor. My face was stone cold.

Jamie turned back to look at me, his hand to his face. His eyes had softened for a moment before they seemed to return to their almost snake like state.

I was pissed.

We stood and looked at each other for a moment before I broke the silence.

"How dare you." I said, softly. "Obviously, our relationship meant shit to YOU for you to call me a whore." I wheeled around and made my way behind the desk as Jamie prepared to open his mouth to speak.

"Keshawn, I didn't mean-"

"Get the fuck out of my office, Jamie." I said without looking at him. "Don't say shit to me."

I shuffled through my things and found my phone. Jamie stood there for a moment before making his way toward the door.

He stopped and turned, looking at me.

I refused to look at him.

Before long, his footsteps thudded out of my office as the door closed behind him softly.

I felt my eyes begin to burn as my eyes began to water. A hot tear drop slid from my eye.

I immediately swiped it off of my face and turned to look out of the window, as if hiding my face from some unknown presence.

I refuse to be seen crying in public.
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CERSEI'S POV

I sat back in my chair, looking at Bryce sitting directly across from me. I blinked.
I can't believe I'm about to do this.

"So, uhm, Bryce... I had to call you in here to discuss something important with you." I said, clearing my throat. He smiled, though he was obviously uneasy.

I tried my best to return the smile.

"Is everything okay, babe?" Bryce questioned, his eyebrow itching higher on his forehead.

I gulped.

"Well, yes, between me and you, everything is fine." I looked down and began playing with my fingers.

"Then what's wrong, babe?" He asked, beginning to ease up.

I wish he would stop calling me that. This just makes this all so much harder.

"I can't go to the Gala with you, Bryce." I looked up at him.

At first, he almost laughed, but once he saw my face, he immediately knew this was serious.

"Wha...Why?"

"I just... I can't. I can't explain it to you."

Bryce stood up. "I guess everything was just a game, then? Or was it just for some dick?"

I felt tears beginning to collect behind my eyes.

"No, Bryce... I love you, I really do... It's just something I can't talk about. I'm sorry, I just can't expla-"

"You don't love me, Cersei. If you did, you wouldn't be keeping secrets. Tell m-"

I hid my face in my hands. "Just go, Bryce. Please, just-"

Bryce slammed his hand on the desk.

"I'm not leaving 'till I get a straight-forward answer, Cersei!" Bryce screamed.

"Go, Bryce." I started to turn away from him.

"Why won't you talk-"

Immediately, Bryce's voice was drowned out by another.

"I believe she said she would like for you to go, sir."

I turned to see Keshawn standing behind Bryce, his eyes glued on him. I didn't even hear him come in. His body language screamed dominance; he obviously meant every word he said.

I kept my eyes on Keshawn as Bryce turned to him and froze.

We all sat for a moment before Bryce cleared his throat.

"I'll make my leave then."

Keshawn responded, no emotion on his face. "That'd be best."

Bryce turned to look at me one more time, before stepping out of my office in short stomp-like footsteps. The door slammed behind him.

I immediately gasped for air.

"Thank you, Keshawn." I said, faking a smile. I was still uneasy.

Keshawn didn't reply and I looked up into his face, sensing something was up.

"Keshawn?" I asked, "What's wrong?"

He barely opened his mouth. "Jamie... I hurt him.."

I've never heard his voice tremble before and I immediately stood up, just as he broke down, hiding his face in his hands as his body shook from his violent sobs.

I immediately ran to my best friend's side and comforted him as he latched onto me, pulling me into a tight hug.

"I didn't mean to hurt him." Keshawn sobbed. I patted his back.

"What happened?" I asked.

"He walked in on me and... someone important kissing." I stopped and leaned back to look Keshawn in the face.

"Why was he offended by that?" My voice rising in pitch.

Keshawn moved over to look out of the window, grabbing a tissue on the way. He froze.
"Keshawn, is there something going on between you and Jamie?" I asked.

He began to look up at the ceiling. I grew impatient.

"Keshawn, answer me."

He replied, never turning to look at me, beginning to ramble. "Saturday evening, after you left... Jamie stayed behind. We were having a good time, ya know, usual best friend activities and discussions..but the conversation trailed off and we began talking about personal lives and it just all escalated and... we ended up having sex."

My jaw dropped. He continued.

"After that, Sunday morning, it continued. I didn't know what to do. What to feel. Me, you and Jamie have been best friends for almost 8 years. I felt like I didn't know him. I didn't know where his feelings for me were coming from or if they'd been there the whole time."

"You and Jamie? Sex? Why didn't anyone say anything?" I asked.

"I didn't tell you because I wasn't comfortable with it. It was amazing, it really was, but I didn't know how to explain that me and my brother-like-best friend of 8 years had just fucked."

"How does Jamie feel about it?" I questioned, walking up beside him. He still didn't turn to look at me.

"He loved it. However, that's exactly what confuses me. I don't want to hurt him, but I can't be happy in a relationship with Jamie. I love him too much to give our relationship up to our lusts. He wants us to be more than best friends. However, I don't share those feelings with him."

"Where is he now? I'll bring him here-"

"No!" Keshawn yelled, finally turning to look me in the eye. "I hurt him, Cersei. I let my pride destroy our relationship. I hit him.."

"Keshawn!" I screamed.

"I didn't want to!" He said, his tears beginning a new trail down his face. "But... hearing him call me a whore and questioning whether or not our relationship meant anything to me sent me over the edge. I was overtaken with anger."

I looked at him, knowing how he is when he is suffering with his emotions. I put my arms on his shoulders and looked him in the eye. I began to speak when he interrupted me.
"Cersei, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You and Jamie mean so much to me. Y'all are the only family I have and I promise I would never purposely hurt you guys. I love you and I love Jamie. Please, forgive me."

I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

"Of course you're forgiven." I immediately grabbed him and pulled him into a hug.

"I wouldn't trade our relationship for the world."
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DONTAE'S POV

After dropping off all the assigned due papers to my third block class, I began making my way down the hall back to Keshawn's office. I smiled.

Just thinking about him was enough to brighten up my day.

I turned the corner and just as I was about to walk into the school foyer, I saw the familiar face of Keshawn's friend exiting the bathroom.

"I owe him an explanation. " I thought.

I screamed "Hey" and sped walked over to him. I realized that he had been crying.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

He nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I'm fine."

I smiled. "Jamie, wasn't it?" He nodded.

"Well, I wanted to apologize for what you saw earlier. I hope what you saw didn't bother you too much. It was just a heated moment." I said.

He smiled again, and looked to the floor.

"Thank you for the apology... However, it wasn't needed." He sniffed.

I tried to smile.

He looked up at me, his eyes beginning to water again. "Whatever you guys do is your business. However, just promise me that you'll take care of him."

My heart broke and I was left speechless.

"O-oh..." I cleared my throat. "Of course, man. I"ll do my best."

He tried to smile. I opened my arms and invited him in, bringing him into a hug.

"I promise I'll do everything I can to take care of him."
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Several hours later....

CERSEI'S POV

I hopped in the very back of the limo, sliding in beside my mother.

We greeted each other, both slightly bowing our heads and then embracing each other with a hug.

My mom smiled. "How was your day, sweetie?"

"It was one for the books." I sighed. I looked in the mirror and grabbed my brush and began brushing my hair.

My mom smiled and took the brush from me, beginning to brush. I smiled.

"Momma, be careful. You can't be ruining your dress suit."

She chuckled. "You sound just like your father."

I looked down to the floor.

My 'Father'.

We sat in silence for a moment before I decided to speak. I cleared my throat.

"Uhmm.. Momma, do I have to go to the Gala with Rasheed?" I felt my mom smile.

"Yes, baby. You must take him. Your father demands it..." My mom leaned back and turned my face to her, a weak smile taking forth on her face.

"And since he will be your future husband, I think it's best you two got to know each other."

I flinched as she said the word husband and turned to look out of my window to hide the tear rolling down my cheek.

He wasn't my husband. I was being married off to him.

My life wasn't being lived by me.

It was being lived by my father.
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KESHAWN'S POV

As I made my way out of the shower, I turned to look at the clock. It read 5:43.

I turned and dropped all my body oils, lotions and cleansers off in my product cabinet. I slid on a pair of briefs and made my way out of the bathroom.

Dontae was on the floor in front of the bed, towel over his shoulders, dripping wet with only his underwear on. I smiled at him before making my way to my closet.

"Where you goin'? We needa get started on my hair, Shawty." Dontae said, his eyes glued to the TV.

I smiled. "I need to put on some clothes, I'm halfway naked."

"Boy, come over here and lemme put my head between them legs." Dontae joked.

I smirked. "Yes, Daddy.." We both laughed.

I dropped my dirty clothes off into the hamper and made my way back to Dontae, sliding on a t-shirt.

I then sat behind Dontae before he scooted back between my legs, his back to me. I grabbed the brush and hair products and began to lather his hair with gels and custards.

"Damn, Shawty, that feels good." Dontae said, his eyes closed.

I smiled. "I told you, I know what I'm doing, Tae." He smirked.

"Well, keep doing what you doin', baby."

I took the brush and began brushing his hair, making sure not to brush against the wave. After about a half hour of brushing, his waves were as refreshed as when I first met him. I then took some of my oils, rubbed them in my palm, and massaged it all over his head.

"You got good hair, Tae. Why don't you grow it out?" I said, my fingers massaging.

"I just don't want to, I don't be feeling like doing shit with it." Dontae replied, his eyes looking up at the TV.

"I could do it for you, Tae. I do my own braids and twist-outs." I replied, my fingers running over the waves on his head.

"Yeah, and your twist outs be looking fire." He smiled. I couldn't help but blush.

Eventually, I was finished and I wrapped his head up with a wave cap and a doorag.

"All done." I said, rubbing my hand over his head. He titled his head back, laying between my thighs and looking up at me.

"What time we at, Shawty?"

I turned to look at the clock. "6:46. We needa get up and get something to eat." I leaned down over him and ran my hand over his chin hairs. "You also need a trim."

He smiled at me and I continued to smile at him.

"I also need some sugar." He smirked.

I leaned down and pressed my lips against his. He pulled his hands on either sides of my head and pulled my face down into his, our lips clapping and smacking together. I arched my back, leaning down further to kiss him. His tongue massaged my lips, making its way into my mouth and clashing with mine.

We moaned into each other's mouths, our passion growing with each kiss.

After what felt like eternity, we broke the kiss and pulled back to look into each other's eyes. He licked his lips and then bit down on his bottom lip.

"Damn, Shawty.. what you doing to me?"

I smiled before I looked down and realized he had a grip on his hard dick through his briefs, waving it at me.

My jaw dropped, my hands rubbing across his chest. "Damn Tae.."

He smiled and nodded. "I know... you did that shit, baby."

I smiled at him, the shock not yet gone.

"Whenever you want it, it's yours." He said, grabbing it and smacking his hand against it one time, the sound making me flinch.

I licked my lips and reached down to grab on it while whispering into his ear.

"I might need it pretty soon." I licked and kissed on his neck, my hand rubbing up and down his dick before reaching the base of his shaft to grab on it, squeezing lightly.

"Fuck, Shawty... I might have to give it to you tonight..." I pulled back to look into his eyes, his hand running up and around my thigh. "Consider it a pre-gala gift." He smirked.

I smirked back at him before slowly pushing my hand into his briefs. He gasped as my hand made contact with the base of his dick, my fingers massaging lightly. He leaned his head back, kissing and sucking on my neck and face as I continued to play with his dick.

"Damn Shawty... I been waiting on this." He said, biting on his lip. I looked at him, my hand never exiting his briefs.

"I want this dick tonight, Tae." I said.

His eyes flew open. "However you want it, Shawty.. I'll give it to you." He said, the excitement beginning to show on his face.

I stood up and walked over him as he immediately stood up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I arched my back, rearing my ass against his dick. He moaned, immediately bucking his hips against me roughly, pushing his face into my neck.

"How do you want it, Shawty? Tell me, and I'll give it to you." I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. He kissed, gently running around my neck, his tongue lashing out at my skin.

I finally opened my eyes. I pulled out of his hold and pushed him down onto the bed. I smiled as he sprawled up onto his arms, leaning back to show me those defined ass abs.

I climbed on top of him, my legs over on either side of him as I arched my back, pushing my stomach against his. I felt his hands climb up my legs and into my briefs, latching onto my ass as I pushed my face into his. My lips attacked his, our kisses growing wetter and nastier with each smack.

When I finally pulled back, I leaned into his ear, nibbling on it before I finally whispered:

"I wanna taste it."

I felt his clutch on my ass tighten, his fingers biting into my asscheek as he smacked down on it. I moaned, arching my back before making my asscheeks jump in his hand.

He licked his lips before looking up into my eyes. "Imma beat that ass right, baby." I smiled as I began sliding down onto the floor and between Tae's legs. I leaned my face in between his legs and began kissing on his dick through his briefs.

I then took my mouth and sucked on the head, my mouth wetting his briefs as my tongue lashed out against the fabric, picking up the faint taste of pre-cum. Dontae's breath began to quicken.

I looked up at him and licked my lips, making my asscheeks jump behind me. Without a moment to spare, Dontae reached in his briefs and withdrew his dick from the brief-loop, his dick immediately laying down, smacking my lips. A splat of precum began to collect on my lips, exiting his dick tip.

I flicked my tongue out from between my lips and lapped up the precum as my tongue scrubbed across the slit of his dick head. Dontae flinched, his abs tightening as he reached forward and slapped my asscheek.

"Taste that dick, baby." Dontae said, his hand rubbing on my asscheeks, making them shake and jiggle. I immediately took Dontae's dick in between my lips and pushed my head about halfway down, slobbing on the top half of his dick.

Dontae immediately clenched up, trying to wheel back and pull his dick out from my mouth. In an instant, I pushed my head forward, my face against his pubes, his dick down in my throat.

Dontae's jaw dropped, but he couldn't make any noise as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His hand on my head began to tremble. He continued making weak attempts at trying to push me off his dick as I continued to slurp up and down his dick, his heavy grunts and breathes following behind every slurp.

I took my hand on his dick and slowly jerked the bottom half as I continued moving my head back and forth on the top half of his dick, slurping my way up and down.

Dontae's lips began to quiver. "F-f-...fuuckk, Shawty.. slow down, shi-shitt..." He said as my slurps began to grow in volume and I continued throating his dick. Eventually, I moved my hand and began bobbing my head up and down the entire length of his dick, sucking and slurping obnoxiously as I continued to throat him.

Dontae remained frozen, his eyes halfway covered by his eyelids. He could barely move as I deepthroated him repeatedly before I slammed my face back into his pubes as Dontae bucked his hips.

Immediately, I ran my head back and began to slob up and down, my sucks beginning to sound and sputter as I slurped his dick whole. Dontae began to shake.

"Sh-shit, shit, shit... Shawtyyy... Ke-keshawn!" Dontae said, putting a hand on the bottom half of his dick and the other on my forehead as he tried to push me off of his dick. I just pushed my head further against his hand and continued to slurp up and down his dick, his dick shining with my thick saliva.

Finally, Dontae's hand fell loose and he put it behind him as he attempted to pick himself up and back away from me, his dick tightening in between my lips. However, I just looked up and continued slurping up and down his dick.

As the slurps got louder and more aggressive, I felt Dontae's dick beginning to spurt in my mouth, shooting his first round of cum. He stumbled forward with a grunt as I continued sucking his dick, my head turning as I continued moving up and down as I swallowed most of his cum, saving some in my mouth.

Dontae, semi-standing up, froze as he looked down at me, his mouth wide open. I looked up at him, slurping loudly on his dick head as I arched my back, making my asscheeks jiggle for him to see while I slurped him up. I moved my head up and down again, once more slurping and sucking, coating his dick in his warm cum that I had saved from earlier.

This time, Dontae grew loud.

"Oh FUCK, Shawty... Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Dontae screamed as he slammed his pelvis down into my face, his dick reaching into the depths of my throat as he began to shoot more cum. I gagged hard, trying to swallow every bit of his nut as he continue to shoot down my throat.

I watched his abs tense with every shot, his back arched and his eyes closed.

For a few moments, we stood there, in silence. His dick remained in my throat for a bit before he opened his eyes and pulled his dick out of my mouth, slapping it against my lips. I gasped for air.

We remained frozen, looking into each others eyes before finally, I spoke.

"How was that?" I said, out of breath.

He still had his hand on his dick, jerking it off with the mixture of cum and spit that sat on it. He stood back and pulled off his underwear, his dick still covered. Finally, he spoke.

"Goddamn, Shawty.. You give some nasty ass head. I never felt anything like that in my life." He smiled. I smiled back up at him, licking my lips before biting them.

He got down on the floor in front of me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him. He put his mouth against my ear.

"But now, I have to repay you."

Before I could ask what he meant by that, he picked me up and flung me onto the bed on all fours. Immediately, I turned around to see him, smirking at me. He then pushed his face into my asscheeks, his hands grabbing each asscheek as his tongue lashed out against my flesh.

I arched my back and threw my ass back, grinding on his tongue. My body shuddered with each scrub his tongue planted against my hole.

"Fuckk..." I purred, laying down against the mattress as I kept my back arched for him. "Eat that ass, baby."

I felt his hands run over the skin of my asscheeks, taking a firm hold of them and making them jiggle on his face.

"Damn, Shawty..." Dontae said, his face still in between my cheeks. "You taste so damn good. Yo shit wet as fuck.." He said, running two fingers in.

My mouth opened as I winced in pleasure. I could barely make a noise as Dontae ran his fingers back and forth in my asshole, the wetness of my asshole sounding with each stroke of his fingers.

I moaned, my back remaining arched, as he continued fingering me. I threw my head back, moaning softly.

"Fuckk, Tae..." I said, twirling my hips on his fingers.

Dontae removed his fingers from my hole and leapt on top of me, arching his back so his dick was planted between my asscheeks as he grinded against me. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"Tell me what you want, Shawty." He said, humping down into me.

I could barely speak. Dontae slapped my ass making me moan loudly.

"Tell me what you want." He said again, grinding harder down into me.

"Please." I said, leaning back against him.

Dontae leaned down and kissed my neck up to my ear.

"Tell me you want it, baby, and I'll give it to you." He growled.

I moaned, his deep voice rattling me.

"I want that dick, Daddy." I said, arching my back against him.

I could feel Dontae smirk as he picked himself up a bit and slapped his dick against my asscheek. I then felt the tip of his dick slide between my asscheeks and in an instant it was aligned with my asshole.

Dontae began sliding into me as my breath grew uneven. My breath grew quick and soft as he slid the top half of his dick into me. He then stopped.

"You good, Shawty?" He asked. I couldn't speak, so I just nodded.

Dontae then proceeded to slide the rest of himself into me, grinding down into my asscheeks for a moment before freezing. I let out a roar as I felt his pubes rub against my asscheeks. It was a sensation that couldn't be described.

For a moment we sat there. Then, Dontae leaned up on his two arms and started stroking softly. I moaned lightly with each stroke, which was quickly followed by a small clap of him slamming against my asscheek. He then leaned over to my ear, continuing his strokes.

"I wanna make love to you, Shawty. I want you to know how I feel about you. I want you to know how much you mean to me." He whispered into my ear before going down to kiss on my neck as he continued to fuck me.

I arched my back, gripping onto my comforter as he continued to lightly pound my ass. Dontae then slid all the way out of me, jerking off his tip for a moment before coming back down and sliding all 8 inches of himself into me. I reared my head back and moaned loudly before he caught me, slamming his lips into mine as he started to pound my ass. Each stroke was loudly broadcasted with a hard clap of his pelvis thrusting against my asscheeks.

I leaned down to arch my back as I started to throw my ass back at him, moaning loudly with each thrust he threw into me. I looked back at him. His face was precious. He obviously felt the same pleasure I was feeling. I then leaned my head down and continued to throw my ass back at him.

"Fuck Shawty.." Dontae moaned, "Throw that fat ass back on this dick like you love me, baby." My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I continued to twerk on his dick, this time riding on the tip of his dick. I felt Dontae's hand come around a place a grip on my chin, pulling my head back as he leaned over me to plant a kiss on my lips.

As we kissed, Dontae quicked his pace, slamming down into my ass. I yelled and moaned into his lips.

Dontae leaned into my ear, whispering as he continued to pound me;

"Whose ass is this, baby?" He said, dipping down as far as he could into me before pulling back, leaving only the tip in before diving back in.

I stuttered, yelping with each thrust. "It's your's, Daddy.. It's your's.."

"Damn right, Shawty. This ass so fuckin' creamy, boy." Dontae said, his breath rushing as he gripped onto my hips, pressing down on my back dimples as he continued to fuck my ass.

"Look at that ass jiggle when I beat it... Shit, baby." Dontae said, looking down at my ass as he thrust. My moans began to grow in volume.

Dontae stood up and pulled his dick out of me, causing me to moan before flipping me onto my back. He then dived down, pulling my legs over his shoulders, before sliding back into me.

I almost screamed. I opened my eyes and looked down between my legs, his abs and pecs covered in sweat as he continued to thrust into me. It was beautiful.

I then looked further down and saw his cream-covered dick sliding in and out of me, a thick vein running from the side and down the top of his thick shaft. I almost came right then and there, but I was interrupted by Dontae's voice.

"Look up at me, beautiful." Dontae said. I looked up into his eyes.

"I want to see your face while I fuck you, baby." He licked his lips and leaned down to kiss me. My entire body jolted with each thrust Dontae's slammed into me, but our lips remained glued together. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer into me as he arched his own back, his powerful thrusts becoming speedy pumps into my ass. I couldn't handle it.

I was being fucked into oblivion. I moaned into his mouth, our tongues smolded together.  Just as I thought it couldn't get any better, Dontae pulled his dick halfway out and started thrusting into my prostate.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I screamed with each thrust he made, my balls beginning to boil.

I pulled Dontae down onto me, tightening my clutch around him as I braced myself.

"Tae, Tae... baby.. oh, fuck I'm about to cum..." I said, my arms running down his back, feeling his bulging muscles as he continued to fuck me. My breath began to grow quick and uneven. I screamed as I felt the hot liquid burst from the tip of my penis.

My asshole tightened as I started to spurt between me and Dontae, my cum covering our stomachs as I felt Dontae continue to thrust in me.

Just as I finished cumming, I felt Dontae's abs start to tighten and his thrusts started to become pounds as he grinded down into me and pounded back and forth into my ass. I looked down and saw his dick thickening. Dontae then fell down on me, arching his back as he grinded his dick into me as deep as it could go.

I started to yell, Dontae's moans filling the room and the sound of my wet ass squishing with each grind.

"Shawty, I'm bout to nut.." Dontae screamed. He tried to sit up and pull out of me but I immediately wrapped my arms around him, pulling him back down.

"Nut in me, baby." I screamed.

In an instant, Dontae started slamming down into me, his dick spurting and my asshole twitching as I felt him fill me up. After the last spurt, Dontae slammed into me and grinded back and forth in my cum filled ass.

Once again, we sat there, our sweaty bodies laying against each other. Before long, I felt Dontae lean up and look me in the eye.

I smiled at him. He returned the favor before leaning down and kissing me, our tongues dancing around each other, in love. We broke the kiss.

"Shawty, we need to wash and get something to eat." Dontae said, looking down at his abs and then to my stomach.

I nodded. "Let's go bathe." He smiled and pulled out of me, allowing my legs to leave from over his shoulder before picking me up and walking off to the bathroom.

Fuck.

This is some type of love.
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JAMIE'S POV

I lay on the bed and wrapped my arm around Dio, leaning back so that me and him were level. We sat in silence, watching T.V. for a bit.

Dio's voice broke my thoughts.

"Hey, you alright, baby?" He asked, putting a hand on my stomach. I nodded and asked why did he ask.

He sighed. "Well, I don't know.. you just seemed so distant all day after we had sex and I was wondering if I did anything wrong..."

I smiled and kissed him on the lips.

"You did nothing wrong. The sex was amazing; I just had a bad day." I smiled at him, confirming that I was fine before he pushed his face into mine.

I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him on top of me as we began to lean back into the bed.

"Damn, Jamie. Everytime we kiss, it's like fire all over again." He said between kisses.

I kept my eyes closed. "Yeah, there's something between us Kesha-"

I tried to retract my words but it was too late.

In an instant, Dio's lips pulled apart from mine and he was up on his arms, looking down at me.

"...Keshawn?" Dio asked, his eyes almost beginning to water. I froze.

"Babe, I didn't mean it. He just crossed my mind for a momen-"

Dio pulled himself off of me, moving to the floor. "Is that what this whole thing is about with you? What is with you and Keshawn? I thought you guys were best friends?"

"Yeah, we are babe. That's all."

Dio began to grab his things. "There is obviously something more, Jamie. You need to sort this all out and figure out what you want before you try to commit to a relationship."

Dio slid his shoes on and made his way to the window. I jumped up in protest.

"Dio, wait!" I said, running to the window.

Dio climbed out and began making his way. "Goodbye, Jamie."

I watched him make his way to his home before running to the light switch and punching it out, throwing myself into my bed.

Fuck.

What did I just do?

Next Chapter: Chapter 3 PT 2: The Gala