“Morning, Lil’man.”
“Morning. What time is it?” Adrian barely had his eyes open and was stumbling his way into the kitchen.
“You got time for breakfast. You won’t be late for class.”
“Okay.”
And that was it for Adrian. He saw no reason to force human status before caffeine consumption.
***
“And why were you late? Like I even need to ask,” Rene said to Adrian. He had just informed his friends that he was indeed late for his first class.
“Don’t know what you mean? I merely overslept.”
“Translation: oversexed,” Raul said, everyone laughed.
“Oversexed with who?” Apparently, no one had informed Jen of the new couple. In response, everyone sort of laughed to themselves. She knew they were hiding something, but didn’t really care. Dana was heading back to the table, and she had to put on her best smile and perk up her breast. Dana didn’t even stay long enough to notice. The food was there, but there were no napkins, so he got up to get some. That was when Andre came to the table. Andre was the first real relationship that Adrian had when he started at the college. Regardless of how many times Adrian had ignored him over the years, he still seemed to think he was hot shit enough for all humans to desire him.
“So how you doin’?”
“Good. What about you?”
“Okay. So what you doing tonight? Maybe we could go catch a movie or something.”
“Seems like your midsections caught enough for the both of us,” Jen said, and you could see him wince even though he tried to hide his anger behind a smile. He gave an involuntary tug at his shirt to loosen it up.
“I don’t think so,” Adrian answered.
“Why you always gotta be like that? You know you still want me.”
“Really?” Adrian replied, more than just a little disgustedly.
“Yeah. How could you not?”
“I did like you once. But that was before you were fat.” Andre was one of those guys that, in Adrian’s eyes, were just passable in the thickness department—much skinnier than what he would usually go for. So putting on a few pounds should’ve worked in this Andre’s favour. However, his borderline slimness only looked even more thin in contrast to his stomach. That’s where all the extra poundage distributed itself. It’s all in the proportion, and this guy was a big toothpick with a globe in the middle.
This time Andre didn’t seem to be prepared to take no for an answer. He grabbed Adrian and would’ve pulled him up and demanded they go on this date, but Dana got back just in time. Adrian was pumped and ready to kick some ass, but Dana was too quick. He pried them apart and threw Andre to the floor, shouting, “And if you ever touch him again, I’ll kill you!” then he sat down beside Adrian turned and asked, “So you okay, Lil’man?” as Andre ran away.
“Yeah. You know I could’ve kicked his ass.”
“Yes. But why do that? That’s what I’m here for. Kick ass when I’m not here to do it for you.” Dana rested his hand on Adrian’s thigh and gave a little squeeze. That one little thing went unnoticed by all—well, almost all. A loud thump caused everyone in the restaurant to look in their direction.
“Shit, the bitch fainted,” Janita said as they stared at Jen’s body lying on the floor. Eventually, they picked her up but not before taking a picture.
“So—gay, huh? Does this mean I can no longer flirt with you?”
“Girl, if you keep this up he might just kill you,” Rene said.
“Kill me. I’m way too cute for that. It’d be a waste of a perfectly good specimen of woman.” No one bothered to touch the self-praise. There was no talking to Jen when she was high on her own shit.
***
“I got to work tonight.” Everyone was walking back to the apartment, it was late afternoon and Dana was talking with Adrian.
“Cool. I got to go shop for more supplies. Can’t build my models without them. Hopefully I can fit them in my budget. What’s this?”
“Plastic.”
“I can see that. I can’t take your card.”
“Just this one time. I got shit loads of money. Just don’t go crazy.”
“Crazy? Now I feel even more anxiety.” Dana laughed in response. “People stare at us.”
“So?”
“I’m just saying, since we all started being friends with you, it’s like people look at us all weird now.”
“What you trying to say.”
“I don’t know. Just—this hardcore thing—It’s—”
“Just what? You got a problem with me being me? Too hardcore for you? All the other guys you fuck are thugs or wannabes. Or maybe I’m too much trouble. You know what? Fuck you. I don’t need this shit.”
“D. S,” Adrian said. Dana just ignored him and kept on walking. Adrian scolded himself. He wasn’t even sure why he was going down that road of conversation. He wasn’t even sure if he was going in that direction. Dana made his assumption before he had time to sort out what he was thinking. Still, he didn’t have time to think about it, he needed supplies.
***
“You really are special, you know.” It was later on that night, and Rene and Janita were alone in the kitchen.
“Just special?” Janita responded.
“Nah—really special with whipped cream and a cherry on top.”
“On top of where?”
“You pick the spot and I’ll get the cream.”
By the time Rene had the whipped cream in his hand, Janita was sitting on the countertop, legs open and panties off. Rene spread the whipped cream on top of his meal and dove into his desert. Janita leaned back and enjoyed every lick, flick, swivel, and combination that his tongue worked on her sweet spot. The way he teased her clit sent her moaning into ecstasy. She pulled him up and ordered him to suck on her breast, and like an obedient slave he did as commanded. “Harder” and he sucked harder; “nibble” and he nibbled; “play with my nipples.” And it went on: “Harder, harder. Good boy. Now do the other breast.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Did I say you could speak?” She slapped him hard. “Now lick my feet.” Rene did as told and paid close attention to each toe, and when she was satisfied Janita pushed him back and ordered him to watch her masturbate. After tasting her own nectar, she proceeded to get herself off then ordered him to lick her fingers, which he did like a hungry pig.
“Now fuck me hard.” Rene climbed up on top of her and pounded her vigorously, and no matter how hard, she kept ordering for more. Soon he was back on the ground, holding her legs at the ankles spread out like a V with her still on the counter, as he pounded her until he came to a screaming orgasm.
“Shit, you feel so good I don’t want to stop!”
No need to tell her twice. She pushed him down, got off the counter and slid his still rock-hard man-missile back in her. His dick was so sensitive from all that hardcore anal and pussy fucking that he tried to stop her, but she pinned him down, and he lacked the physical strength to stop her. It was intense, but he just couldn’t seem to cum, and Janita wasn’t getting off till she had at least five orgasms including multiples. Finally, when Rene’s body seemed to be at its last, she had a multiple orgasm that almost made him orgasm a second time, but no such luck. He figured he’d get a break, but she slid off and put her mouth to work, tasting him. Her sucking her own juices off of him was an intense turn on, and she loved taking him past the edge. He loved that she could get his body so excited that he lacked the faculties to stop her from having her way with him. When he finally came, it shot over his head, on the counters, everywhere. Janita kissed him looked in his face and smiled.
“So you want to come again?”
“Are you insane? I can’t even get off the floor.”
“Pussy.”
“Whatever.”
“I can’t help it if I got the good shit,” Janita said, then helped him up off the floor. Once cleaned up and dressed, she took him out to the couch, and Rene passed out in seconds. She then fully cleaned the kitchen and went back out to watch some TV. That was when Marco came home.
“Someone cleaned up in here?” Marco asked as he exited the kitchen. “Why is the whipped cream so far from the fridge when we are out of dessert?” he asked.
“Are you implying something?”
“Shit, what the hell did you do to him? You must really be the shit.”
“Well, I don’t like to brag.” Marco just ignored her mock self-praise.
“So where’s Adrian?”
“Hasn’t left his room since he got back.”
“Still upset over that tiny little fight?”
“I guess. I don’t even know what happened. One minute we’re walking calmly, next thing I know Dana is running away and Adrian was all moody.”
“Yeah, well it’s after ten now. Dana should be on his way if he’s still coming.”
***
It was one in the morning when Dana finally arrived. Adrian ran downstairs and to the door and practically knocked him over when he jumped in his arms.
“And just to set the record straight, I love that you’re a real thug. I don’t know what streets you came from, but a thug you are. Probably the most hardcore I’ve met in that silent-type kind of way. When you gonna tell me about your past?”
“Soon, Lil'man. Soon.”
And that was the last thing he said before the two of them went up to Adrian’s room and slept the night away.
***
“So how’s things?” It was the weekend, and Adrian was on the phone talking to his sister Nicole.
“Good, and how are you?”
“Just got another promotion. A criminal defence attorney’s work is never done. How’s the new love?”
“D.S. He’s the best. And no I haven’t told any of the few friends I got back home yet.”
“What about dad and Chantelle?”
“They know, but no pictures. No one’s getting any pictures just yet. I’m taking this one a lot slower.”
“It’s about time you used those brains God gave you.”
“Whatever.” Adrian went on to talk for what seemed like forever, and Nicole just listened. Apparently, he had a lot to say about Dana that he just had to offload. Some good, some not so good, but his sister made time to stay on the phone for an hour or two to talk to him. No telling when her next high profile case might come along, so she milked all the information she could out of him—with minimal effort. Adrian just wouldn’t shut up.
“You really love this guy, don’t you?”
“Yup, and what about you? Who’s this man you’re seeing?”
“Just something I’m working on. I’ve had way too many hamburgers. It’s about time I had me something that needs to be marinated and cooked at the perfect temperature. It’s time for some quality beef.”
“Sounds like you’re doing the same as me, bet you ain't telling who he is either.”
“Nope. He’s a professional kickboxer though, and he had a stint in the UFC or MMA as well.”
“Hmm, sounds nice.”
“Let’s go, Adrian, or we’re getting in the taxi and leaving your ass!” Marco shouted from downstairs.
“Well, as you can hear, I’m being summoned.”
“Cool. My date just arrived. We try to avoid going out in public, He’s famous, I’m famous. We’re doing pretty good so far. Let’s see how long we can keep this up.”
“When you stop sleeping with other people and get exclusive, you’ll be spending way too much time together to avoid the press.”
“So true. But he still needs a little work. I want him fully trapped with no escape before I drop the exclusive vibes.”
“You’re mapping out how you’re going to get him?” Adrian laughed.
“I’m a lawyer—it’s all about strategy. Trust me—a few more weeks and he’ll be my slave,” she said doing her best Disney evil witch impersonation.
“You’re crazy. And I’m going 'cause these guys really will leave me.”
“Cool. Don’t get too drunk. No sense asking you not to get drunk at all.”
The two of them shared a laugh and Adrian ran down to the cab. It was actually kind of early, so they caught a movie first. It wasn’t too good. They were wishing they had bad hand/eye coordination, but caught it they did so they had to suffer through the almost two hours of movie hell. Then it was on to Club Incognito. They now knew it was because of Dana they were on the VIP list, but they didn’t know why. They just assumed it had something to do with Jason. He was the bar manager, after all.
Adrian wasted no time getting his drink on and was fully loaded in an hour. He was on the floor, topless as usual, and having a good time. That was when he felt a familiar grind behind him. This was the only time that he was nice to his enemies. A dance was a dance, and he didn’t have to like you to get his groove on. But about three songs later, just a little after midnight, the guy sorta stopped.
Adrian looked up and saw Dana walking into the club, in his trademark hoodie but a decent pair of sneakers and jeans. He couldn’t overdo his thug look just because he had free access. Adrian went over, seeing as this was their first time in a club together after their friends knew about them. He wasn’t quite sure what the boundaries were though. He’d only dated three people seriously—well open relationship serious—and none of them were in the closet.
“Hey D.S.”
“Hey. How you doin’, Lil'man?”
“Cool. What you doing out so late?”
“Not out for long. Just came out to buy you a drink or two. See you out on the floor dancing with Andre. He practically ran when he saw me.”
“I noticed. Let’s go up top with the rest of the guys.” Adrian wasn’t about to let him escape after only a drink or two.
The two of them went to the upper level and joined the rest. Dana sat down beside Janita and Adrian. The gang were already in the throws of a good joke that they had just missed. Janita rested her hand on Dana’s thigh and asked, “So how’s Goldie today?” Dana flinched when she touched his thigh a little too heavily.
“What? Too strong for you? Guess I just don’t know my own strength.” By now she had removed her hand.
“It’s not that. Just watch where you put your hand.”
“Really?” she responded, a little intrigued. She put her hand more gently on his thigh and gave a little squeeze.
“Oh,” was the only response that she seemed capable of giving. Dana cringed a bit. He wasn’t a fan of girls touching his penis.
“Damn. That’s impressive. How do you hide all of that?” Raul asked.
“Compression underwear usually. Don’t wear anything loose.”
Adrian went back onto the dance floor. Dana asked about the scar on Adrian’s chest after he left, but no one seemed to want to tell him the outcome of his surgery. He already knew why but he just wanted particulars. Soon Dana had had enough—a mere thirty minutes—and he was heading down onto the dance floor to say goodbye. When he got to the ground level, he noticed two guys going out onto the dance floor with drinks for Adrian. He stormed his way through the crowd and knocked one of the drinks out of their hand.
“Hey, I paid a lot of money for that shit.”
“Just get out of this club before I throw you out.” There was a light verbal scuffle, but eventually, Dana got them to leave. After the situation, Dana needed to go get some air. Adrian followed, not really knowing what everything was all about.
“So, you okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine. It’s just that those guys. They cruise clubs, pick up guys, then date-rape them. No one really knows what they’re up to.”
“How do you know?”
“I know because a year or two back, they thought I might want to help them. It’s just wrong. It’s just sick how they think they’re doing their part for humanity by humiliating us. But they still have sex with the guy before they near beat them to death, so it’s a kind of twisted logic.”
“Well, thanks for saving my life then,” Adrian said as he looked up at Dana.
“That’s what I’m here for, Lil’man,” Dana replied. The back alley was empty. No harm in stealing a little kiss. And that was when the two guys, Matt and Larry, came out the back door. Apparently, they hadn’t left as fast as Dana thought.
“Oh, so this is why you’re protecting him. I’d never have thought you’d be a fucking faggot,” Matt said as the two of them walked towards Dana. Dana was not completely down from his anger and wasn’t in any mood to be toyed with, but still, they kept on trying to start up shit. In all their cockiness, the two overstepped their boundaries and hit him. That was all it took. Dana struck back at Matt and Adrian was on top of Larry. When the two eventually got the enemy on the ground, Dana shot them.
“Shit, you shot them.” Dana didn’t listen or pay any attention to Adrian’s shock. They were still breathing which was more than they deserved. If Adrian wasn’t there it’s possible he might’ve killed them.
He made a phone call, and seconds later, Manny was at the back door. He called some guys, and they got rid of the wounded.
“What are they going to do,” Adrian asked.
“Make sure they get their act together.”
“And if they don’t?”
“You don’t want to know.” Adrian looked at Dana and could see that this wasn’t a direction Dana would allow him to travel down. Maybe he’d ask later when Dana was in a better mood.
“You want to head back to my place,” Dana asked. It was a walk away and he was planing on leaving anyway before all this happened.
A few minutes later and they were walking into Dana’s apartment. Adrian stripped down to his boxers and hopped into bed. Dana played with the sound system for a while. It looked like he was loading up a few good songs to Adrian, and he was right. He put on “As We Lay” by Kelly Price, “Lately” by Tyrese, “Stranger in My House” by Tamia, “Contagious” by Ron Isley, “Walk Away” by Christina Aguilera and a few more. He had them loop so they’d repeat all night, even after he was done.
Dana started off with hot candle wax. He had cinnamon-scented candles, and he slowly dripped it all over Adrian’s chest and stomach. Adrian gave a slight twitch with each drop. No matter how many times he did this, that initial contact just made him react in pleasure and slight pain—just enough pain to be erotic and stimulating. After Dana was done, he peeled off the wax, turned him over and repeated the same over his back and ass.
As “Let Me Love You” by Musiq Soulchild started to play, Dana began a sensual massage. He used cinnamon-scented warming body oil. He slowly yet firmly worked his way from the shoulders, down Adrian’s back, making sure to pay attention to every detail and hitting every sensitive spot often enough to keep Adrian moaning. He worked his way up each leg from foot to thigh and hit the ass last, massaging it before giving it oral pleasure.
Adrian was enjoying this so much that by the time Dana finally made it to that area he felt as if he had had at least three internal, dry orgasms. This was a new experience for Dana, having never met anyone who could do this. Adrian quite literally spasmed in such a way Dana was sure he had ejaculated, had to wait for him to stop shaking, even hold Adrian to stabilise his body. It was an insane turn-on for Dana.
When Dana finally turned him over, “Brown Sugar” by D’Angelo was on, and the mood just kept getting steamier as the warming oil melted into Adrian’s skin.
Soon, Adrian was so high on ecstasy that if Dana didn’t give it to him now, he was going to take it by force. Dana put on the condom and slid in, slowly allowing Adrian to guide him to his comfort zone. Once they had a smooth rhythm going and Adrian was perfectly relaxed, they started to move with the rhythm of the music. As “Anywhere” by 112 came on, Dana picked Adrian up off the bed and held him up against the wall with his wrist overhead. Adrian wrapped his legs around him as Dana ground his hips with wild abandon while biting into Adrian’s chest. Adrian reacted by biting into Dana’s neck.
Minutes later they were out on the balcony with Adrian bent over, looking out at the city lights under the black sky, while “Fighter” by Christina Aguilera was playing. Soon they were back inside with Adrian on top. Dana switched positions just as “Contagious” by Ron Isley came on. He straddled Adrian’s left leg and put his right over his shoulder.
“You okay?” Adrian asked as Dana stopped.
“Yeah. Just don’t move.” Adrian let out a slight chuckle. He knew what that was all about. After about a twenty-second breather, Dana had relaxed enough to continue without cumming.
They moved through positions to the rhythms of “Walk Away” by Christina Aguilera, “Stranger in My House” by Tamia, and finally “Rope Burn” by Janet Jackson. Dana had completely reached his threshold. “Anytime” by Janet Jackson was playing at the time, and no amount of pausing was gonna save him this time, and that was when he felt Adrian grip even harder onto his back and looked down. The sound of Adrian orgasming and the visual of watching him come all over himself brought Dana to a throbbing orgasm. Adrian could feel the pulsations as Dana just came and came, and then a few more mild ones going on for another minute or so.
“Damn,” Dana said between breaths, and he kissed Adrian. He was still contracting inside Adrian, and Adrian was contracting involuntarily around him. “Will you stop squeezing so I can pull out?”
“Yes sir,” Adrian said, and they both chuckled. Dana disposed of the condom and then picked up Adrian.
“And where are you taking me?”
“To the shower.”
“Oooh, naughty.”
“We’re just getting cleaned up.”
“Aww. We can’t get a little dirty? I mean we are in the shower so we can just clean up after.” Dana just rolled his eyes. “Fine, put me down then. If there’s no round two, why waste good steam?” Dana ignored him and kept walking. “Seriously, you can’t just pick me up and move me, 'cause you’re so much bigger than me. Picking on little people is bad karma.”
“If you say so, Lil’ man,” Dana said before kissing him and continuing to the shower.
***
“You see the way Dana ran out on the dance floor?” It was the same night, and Rene and Marco were in Marco’s bed, staring up at the ceiling talking. It was the closest to the stairs, and Rene was too lazy to continue to his room.
“Yeah, talk about a man on a mission,” Marco responded.
“You know why he ran out so fast.”
“No, it’s news to me. If he’s realated to Manny he could be ‘that’ Dana. It would make sense seeing as he didn’t even use that name till he came here.”
“Damn. Well, wait until Adrian figures this out.”
“I’m sure the windmills in his mind are churning.”
“Yup. So when are you gonna find you someone?”
“Well, I guess I should tell you.”
“You have, and you didn’t tell me?”
“Don’t jump to conclusions. It’s more of a confession.”
“Should I stand up for this?”
“No. I’m gay.” This wasn’t what a half-drunk man was expecting to hear from his best friend, while the two of them were lying next to each other in their boxers. He pretended to be protecting himself by covering his groin with a pillow. Marco just nudged him.
“Well, that explains a lot. You still a virgin?”
“This is embarrassing.”
“You’re on your back half naked, coming out to me. It’s going to be embarrassing, so just answer the question.”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, so do you like anyone?”
“You.”
“Are you sure I don’t need to cover up?” Rene asked jokingly. Why not have a joke at Marco’s expense? “So you like Raul. At least you got taste.”
“Don’t look at me like that. You’ll make me think of him.”
“I can see—hard already.” Marco just sighed. “So that’s why you’re my friend. All this time I thought it was because you genuinely liked me, but really it was because I looked like Raul.” Marco laughed. There was really no other approriate response to that.
“So you want me to hook you up?”
“Oh, hell no.”
“I promise I’ll be more serious when I ask.”
“Okay, but you better not be all stupid about it.”
“I promise.”
***
Dana had opted for a bath instead of a shower, so he and Adrian were relaxing in the jets of the tub.
“…yeah. Just started beating on me because I was gay. It was a weird ‘cause people here are usually so open about things like that. But they weren’t, and that was that. Bashed in my lungs, crushed part of my heart.”
“Yeah, I remember at the start of that fall semester, your sister had started a fund for your surgery.”
“And you were the biggest sponsor. I wouldn’t have made it were it not for you. I’m surprised the school actually pulled together like that for me.”
“Hell, if you heard your sister speak, you would’ve cut of a leg to save someone.”
“I guess she can be a little passionate sometimes.”
“So did they ever catch the guys?”
“What was done was done.”
“I want to know their names.”
“Just drop it. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” Dana would’ve gotten more persistent, but Adrian wasn’t the type of guy to push too far. So he let it go and continued sponging his back in the tub.
“Thanks for helping me.”
“No problem. Anything for you, Lil’ man.”
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