worse.”
“I doubt that highly.”
“Don’t you miss pussy?” Craig questioned.
“I don’t really think about it.” Tyrin answered.
“I mean pussy is like money, you can never have enough of it. Peep this; I got a question for you. Halle Berry, Janet Jackson, Toni Braxton, Lela Rochon, and sexy ass Nia Long, all walk into a room butt ass naked and say you can have us any way you want us, from the bottom up. Do you mean to tell me that you would turn all that sexiness down? I mean you can’t really be that gay.” Tyrin let out a chuckle and continued to walk, refusing to give energy to the outlandish question by his cousin. “Fool you hear me talking to you.”
“First of all, the chance of that happening is never, so why waste time on the thought. Second, I’m in a committed relationship, so I would have to tell the ladies to come back when I am single.” He joked.
“You bullshitting, your ass still like pussy, I can tell, I see it in your eyes. All wet, pink, and juicy; just waiting for a brother like you to run up in it. Khalil know you still like pussy? Want me to tell him for you?” He asked trying to sound sincere.
“I love my man and no woman can come between us. I don’t care how fine she is.” He confirmed.
“Yeah, but another man can. I ain’t forgotten that shit.” He chuckled as he took another puff of his cigar.
Tyrin’s face grew tight with anger. He wished that Craig would leave that moment in the past, but as with most things you try to forget there is always someone there to remind you of your mistakes. “I aint never saw nobody fucking like you and ole boy. You were ramming the hell out of his ass on your desk. Matter of fact that was the only time I ever saw two dudes go at it. That shit was crazy as hell.” Craig began to laugh at the thought of it all, “The funny shit was your face when I walked in on your ass.” He continued.
“Shut up Craig.” Tyrin said, trying to keep his temper under control.
“But the part that really tripped me out was how ole boy acted like he didn’t even care that I was in the room. That little motherfucker looked at me like he wanted me to join the fuck in. See that’s that ole freaky deek-deeky type shit, you a freak like that with Khalil?”
“I said shut the fuck up and I mean that shit.” Tyrin felt himself growing tense enough to swing on his cousin but he knew that it would only cause more problems and fuel the fire in an uneasy situation.
“And on top of everything, it was Koya’s cousin. That’s why you let him intern for us isn’t it, because dude had no artistic talent whatsoever. You wanted to see how the booty worked didn’t you?” Tyrin balled his hands into a fist and gritted his teeth as he stared at Craig, who at this time was in full hysterics. People make mistakes and that was a big one that he wished had never happened. Temptation is a bitch and once you fall into it the consequences almost always seem to haunt you for life. However, Tyrin was determined to put this behind him and move forward, even if it meant beating the hell out of his own flesh and blood.
“Come on you can tell me, is Khalil a freak like that? Ya’ll be doing that Adina Howard type shit?” His laughter beginning to calm down to a mild chuckle once he noticed that he had struck a serious nerve with Tyrin.“On the real though, you need to stop acting like you all perfect and shit. So you fuck around, what brother doesn’t? As long as you know where to lay your head at night, I say so the fuck what.”
“I asked you to never repeat that situation again. You are about five seconds from getting left the fuck here. It happened once, it was a mistake, it has never happened again. I love Khalil, I will always love him and only him. I am trying my best to stay calm because your stupid ass doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up, but I swear, if you say one more thing about this I will…”“You will what? You ain’t gone do shit. And
“I doubt that highly.”
“Don’t you miss pussy?” Craig questioned.
“I don’t really think about it.” Tyrin answered.
“I mean pussy is like money, you can never have enough of it. Peep this; I got a question for you. Halle Berry, Janet Jackson, Toni Braxton, Lela Rochon, and sexy ass Nia Long, all walk into a room butt ass naked and say you can have us any way you want us, from the bottom up. Do you mean to tell me that you would turn all that sexiness down? I mean you can’t really be that gay.” Tyrin let out a chuckle and continued to walk, refusing to give energy to the outlandish question by his cousin. “Fool you hear me talking to you.”
“First of all, the chance of that happening is never, so why waste time on the thought. Second, I’m in a committed relationship, so I would have to tell the ladies to come back when I am single.” He joked.
“You bullshitting, your ass still like pussy, I can tell, I see it in your eyes. All wet, pink, and juicy; just waiting for a brother like you to run up in it. Khalil know you still like pussy? Want me to tell him for you?” He asked trying to sound sincere.
“I love my man and no woman can come between us. I don’t care how fine she is.” He confirmed.
“Yeah, but another man can. I ain’t forgotten that shit.” He chuckled as he took another puff of his cigar.
Tyrin’s face grew tight with anger. He wished that Craig would leave that moment in the past, but as with most things you try to forget there is always someone there to remind you of your mistakes. “I aint never saw nobody fucking like you and ole boy. You were ramming the hell out of his ass on your desk. Matter of fact that was the only time I ever saw two dudes go at it. That shit was crazy as hell.” Craig began to laugh at the thought of it all, “The funny shit was your face when I walked in on your ass.” He continued.
“Shut up Craig.” Tyrin said, trying to keep his temper under control.
“But the part that really tripped me out was how ole boy acted like he didn’t even care that I was in the room. That little motherfucker looked at me like he wanted me to join the fuck in. See that’s that ole freaky deek-deeky type shit, you a freak like that with Khalil?”
“I said shut the fuck up and I mean that shit.” Tyrin felt himself growing tense enough to swing on his cousin but he knew that it would only cause more problems and fuel the fire in an uneasy situation.
“And on top of everything, it was Koya’s cousin. That’s why you let him intern for us isn’t it, because dude had no artistic talent whatsoever. You wanted to see how the booty worked didn’t you?” Tyrin balled his hands into a fist and gritted his teeth as he stared at Craig, who at this time was in full hysterics. People make mistakes and that was a big one that he wished had never happened. Temptation is a bitch and once you fall into it the consequences almost always seem to haunt you for life. However, Tyrin was determined to put this behind him and move forward, even if it meant beating the hell out of his own flesh and blood.
“Come on you can tell me, is Khalil a freak like that? Ya’ll be doing that Adina Howard type shit?” His laughter beginning to calm down to a mild chuckle once he noticed that he had struck a serious nerve with Tyrin.“On the real though, you need to stop acting like you all perfect and shit. So you fuck around, what brother doesn’t? As long as you know where to lay your head at night, I say so the fuck what.”
“I asked you to never repeat that situation again. You are about five seconds from getting left the fuck here. It happened once, it was a mistake, it has never happened again. I love Khalil, I will always love him and only him. I am trying my best to stay calm because your stupid ass doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up, but I swear, if you say one more thing about this I will…”“You will what? You ain’t gone do shit. And
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