Iâm all woman.â
âOh, aiight then. I was âbout to say. Fuck âround and have me catcha case. As long as you were born witâ a
real
pussy and some
real
titties, itâs all good.â
âI promise you, I was born female.â
âThen we cool. Just make sure you got ya fine ass at the airport to pick me up.â
âI will.â We bullshit for a few extra minutes, then hang up. I let out a loud-ass yawn, then close my eyes, thinkinâ âbout all that juicy Georgia Peach ass Iâma get up in while Iâm down there. I think âbout callinâ Keisha to come through and suck on this dick, but decide to jerk my shit instead. Yeah, I know I just finished fuckinâ a few hours ago. And? Fuck what ya heard. A muhfucka likes to beat his shit, too, which is what I contribute my great dick and nut control to. Some days when Iâm jackinâ off I wanna slow-bleed this nut, which is where Iâm jerkinâ my dick, then I stop strokinâ it, and just let my nut flow out by itself. Other times, I wanna gusher-type nut where I keep beatinâ my dick âtil Iâm âbout to nut, then stop, let my nut roll back down into my balls, then start beatinâ my dick again. I keep doinâ it over and over again, bringinâ me closer and closer to the edge. Then when Iâm finally ready to bust, I pump my dick hard and fast and let my nut fly out all over the place. Whew! That shit be good as hell, word up. Some niggas think jackinâ off when you got a steady flow of pussy is whack, but them dumb-ass muhfuckas got it twisted. Beatinâ ya dick can teach you a lot âbout ya body.
And âcause of all my years of beatinâ this dick, a muhfucka can fuck for almost two hours straight before bustinâ a nut if I want.But that usually depends on how good the pussy or head is, and the type of ho servinâ it up. If sheâs broke, she could end up gettinâ slayed witâ three to thirty minutesâ worth of dick. But, if sheâs a ho lacinâ a nigga and handlinâ a muhfucka real proper, then Iâma most likely run an all-nighter on her.
Anyway, today, Iâma make this a quick nut. I glance at the clock: 1:47 P.M. I grab the baby oil offa the nightstand, then let it do what it do. Ten minutes later, I spit this nut, then roll over and fall off to sleep, âcause a niggaâs beat.
 7Â
Itâs almost seven-thirty in the eveninâ. I decide to swing past my moms to see how sheâs doinâ ân shit since Iâma be outta town for a minute. Besides, I havenât seen her in a week or so. The minute my phone rings, I suck my teeth. Tameraâs blowinâ the shit up, again. I ignore the bitch. Now sheâs textinâ me. And a nigga like me ainât beat for this textinâ bullshit. I read the message:
Nigga, thatâs real fucked up how you locked my motherfucking keys in my car. And now your black ass avoiding my goddamn calls. But itâs all good, nigga.
I delete the shit. Dumb bitch!
âI donât believe this shit,â I say, shocked to see my popsâ car up in my momsâ driveway as I pull up alongside the front of her spot, then park. From where Iâm sitttinâ, it looks dark as hell up in that piece. Not one damn light is on.
What the fuck is he doinâ over here,
I think, takinâ a hit off my Dutch.
And why the fuck are all the lights out? I know they ainât up in there fuckinâ
.
Mom canât stand his ass.
Okay, on some real shit. I was kinda fucked up for a minute when Moms and Pops split up. I mean, I was like one of the few cats on my block who had both parentsâwho workedâunder the same roof, feel me? Even if they hardly spoke, unless it was to yell or scream at the other; even if they were both fuckinâ on the sideâthey were still together. And we were a family. You dig what Iâm