The bottom and his thug

Note for readers: Hello, this is Kjam. I apologize for the delayed updates. I will try harder to remain consistent, and keep the stories going. That being said, in “The Bottom and his Thug”, along with any related archived stories, the locations of the story are inconsistent. To clarify, Ka’Shon and the family are currently residing in Atlanta, Georgia. Furthermore, the time frame is also unclear. So, in pursuit of providing the best storytelling experience possible, the time frame is 2016 - 2020. To specify, the archived stories begin in 2016, and “The Bottom and his Thug” taking place in 2020. I encourage readers to take any suggestions, questions, comments, or concerns to “[email protected]”, and please make the subject “Stories by Kjam”. Thank you!

Ka’Shon POV:

I've spent the last week fixing up my newly acquired properties. Yeah bitch, since I got money, I talk the language of business. Things have been really good between me and Dre. I haven't seen Wale very much recently. I am actually really worried about him. The other day, he was walking with a limp, which is usually normal for him, but I could've sworn I saw a black eye. To make matters worse, i think it came from his new boyfriend, my ex-manager Fernando. When I quit the grocery store, as I was leaving the back office, I could hear him and Wale fighting in the other room. Not only do they work together, Wale overseeing production in the back of the store, they're also dating. Mixing business and passion, especially with someone with such a bad temper as Fernando is just bad news. Anyways, being a landlord, a good one, is a full-time job. I used the $500,000 to purchase all of the properties. So instead of just running them, like the last creep, I own them.

My business, BB Industries (Bad Bitch Industries), is growing, and growing fast. I couldn't be more proud of what I've built. I am in talks to buy a local construction company, and an up and coming record label. I have also recently purchased an office space downtown. This is legit, and I will make sure me and mine thrive!

I am driving home in my new BMW SUV, listening to Megan Thee Stallion.

“I'm the hood Mona Lisa, break a nigga into pieces. Had to X some cheesy niggas out my circle like a pizza (yeah). I'm way too exclusive, I don't shop on Insta' boutiques. All them lil' ass clothes only fit fake booties. Bad bitch, still talking cash shit. Pussy like water, I'm unbothered and relaxing. I would never trip on a nigga if I had him. Bitch, that's my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah. I'm a savage (yeah). Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah). Sassy, moody, nasty (hey, hey, yeah). Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa). What's happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa). I'm a savage, yeah. Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah. Sassy, moody, nasty, huh. Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch. What's happening? (Ay, ah)”

I pull into the parking lot of our apartment, and I see Wale in a car with Fernando. I nice ass black jeep. They're arguing. I am far enough that they won't notice me. Fernando slaps wale. Wale just holds his cheek, and gets out of the car.

“I am sick of you hitting me. Just leave me the fuck alone man!” wale cries. “I didn't dismiss you bitch! Eventually, you're gonna learn to obey. Your mine now, property slut!” Fernando yelled, as he punched Wale in the stomach.

I quickly grab the piece in my glove compartment, and jump out. I call Dre, who was upstairs to have the neighbor watch Jamar, grab a gun, and get down here. I run up on Fernando, and point my gun at him.

“Oh, so you a little bitch boy, huh? Back the fuck up!” I demand. “Ka’Shon, go inside, before i make you my bitch too” Fernando says. “Ain't nobody bout to be yo bitch!’ shouts Dre, with a shotgun. “Y’all, be careful, he is dangerous,” warns wale. “Well, we are even more dangerous,” I say confidently. I shoot Fernando in the knee. He falls, and screams in pain.

“You don't know what you just did!” He cries. “Shut up, bitch!” Dre says, as he shoots Fernando in the head. We drag the body to the dumpster, and dump it in. Nobody in our building would snitch. I lowered their rent, and Wale sells half of them drugs.

“Where are the rest of his men? We need to make sure nobody comes after us.” Asks Dre. “They're all at the store, there is a shipment arriving today.’ responds Wale. “Thank you guys, for having my back” Wale says, with a tear falling down his face. “Without a doubt, I am there for you brother!” I respond. “You're annoying as hell, but you’re family. My son can't lose an uncle.” Dre responds. “Let's blowdown on these pussies,” I say.

I run upstairs to our apartment, change my clothes, I look like a sexy thug. I need to start my own clothing line. I go to the neighbors house, and tell her we're gonna be awhile. I hand her $500, kiss my baby, and leave. I run downstairs, we hop in Dre’s truck, and head over.

We arrive at the grocery store, and Wale sneaks us in using his key. The men are all in the loading bay, about 15 of them, overseeing the shipment. “Alright, I will attack them from behind, Wale take the right side, using the crates as cover, and babe, you go to the upper level, and attack from above” Dre whispers. “Sounds good to me.” Wale responds. “Me too” I say.

We move into position, we get the signal from Dre, and we attack. We had the element of surprise on our side. It was brutal. They didn't know what they had coming. Within 5 minutes, they were all dead.

Wale POV

I step into the middle of the loading bay, "You all report to me now, is that understood?". Yes, the crew previously loading the vans say. "Effective immediately, all hourly wages will be raised to $15/hr. Additionally, the crew will be split into 3 shifts, 8am-4pm, 4pm-midnight, and midnight to 8am. I also need security personnel, starting wage of $20 an hour, so let me know if you're interested. Where is Daevon?" I say. Daevon was a dealer, and was 3rd in command, after Fernando and I. He's a cute little mixed boy. "Right here!" He responded. "Thank you Dre and Shon, I will see y'all at home."

Daevon and I enter my new office

"Did you think by the end of today, I'd be your new boss?"I joke. "No, but, it's kinda sexy" daevon says, as he kisses my neck. He and I had been fooling around for the last few weeks, without Fernando even noticing. "You're the new second in command. You will run the loading bay. Anything I should know about on these streets?" I say, with a slight moan. "We have some tense competition with the Ballers on the Southside of the city, they are run by a nigga named Jermaine. They are tough, but we have about 3x the crew and firepower. I think you should propose a merger. I've been telling Fernando for months, but he didn't listen to shit. " said Daevon. "Okay, we will worry about that later, for now, eat your dessert daddy" I say, as I knock everything off of the desk, take off my pants, and bend over the desk, with my phat black ass sticking up. Whack! Daevon smacked my cheek, it giggles. "Damn, you so fine!" He says, as he spreads my cheeks. He spits in my hole, and sticks two fingers in. He fingers by bussy, slowly, twisting his fingers in and out. I moan, and arch my back. He pulls his fingers out, and buries his face in my mountainous ass cheeks. He takes a long sniff, and sticks his tongue in my whole. He eats my ass all over, like he's been starving. He grabs my balls, and starts to gently massage them, as he tongue-fucks my ass. My dick grows, and he takes a break from eating me out, and starts sucking me from the back. He's still massaging my balls, and is swallowing my dick. I continue to moan, and start riding his face. "Ahhhhhhh, samn nigga, you a pro" I say. He comes up for air "I know." He continues to suck me. I can feel me about to cum. I stand up, with him on his knees, and stick my dick in his warm and wet mouth. I choke him, pressing his head down on my dick, as my dick starts to pulse and he drains my cock. "Dont spill a drop of my juices " I say. He swallows every drop, and I pull out of his mouth, and run my sweaty dick and balls on his face. He stands up, "imma get to work boss" and leaves my office. I remain behind, catching my breath.

Dre POV

Me and shon get to the apartment, and we grab Jamar from the neighbors house. "Can I sleep in the bed with you?" I ask. "Yes. You've earned my trust again, and you never lost my love" ka'shon says. "A week goes by, and we all big ballin now. We need to buy a house, with security, and hire a security crew" Ka'Shon says. I lean in to kiss him, and slips his tongue in my mouth. He raises he leg, I grab it, and he wraps his other leg around me. We are making out as I carry him. We enter the kitchen, as Jamar is watching cartoons. I shove him onto the counter, and continue making out. I love my bottom and he loves me.

To be continued