“Point taken.” He pushed his braids behind his ear. “Now, like I was saying before big feisty started threatening me... monsexuals are attracted to money. I love money so much that I jack off with $100 bills.”
“You jack off?” Aria cocked her head to the side.
“Duh, I have a nice sized dick and sometimes I like to admire it with Ben Franklin in my hands.”
“Let me see it.” She grabbed at his pants.
“See!” Shane slapped her hands away. “I gotta start bringing niggas around because I don’t think you hoes believe me when I say I’m gay. I like dick!” he yelled in her face. “I like to suck dick, balls, and ass. Yall some pretty hoes, but let me hold yall hands when I say this… I like niggas.”
“Then just show me a dick pic,” Aria bargained. “Ty already knows how it looks.”
“Bitch, you told her!” Shane covered his mouth.
“Duh,” Tyler giggled. “I’ll never forget that elephant trunk,” she sighed, recalling the time she walked in on him getting dressed.
“Try!” he barked. “I feel all exposed and shit.”
“Anyway, so no gangster boo?” Aria pouted, getting back to Logic. “I love a hood nigga with hood friends.”
“Dex is hood,” Tyler stated, causing both of her friends to snort.
“He’s a hoodlum and his friends are minions, big difference,” Shane explained. “Personally, I think you should shoot your shot with Thugger.”
“Who?” Aria frowned.
“The roughneck that snatched Dex up… he earned a nickname.”
“Oh, I like Thugger.” She clapped her hands together. “That’s a good one.”
“Yall can’t nickname him because I’m never going to see that man again. I got enough shit going on. I don’t need to add cheating to the list.” Tyler shook her head.
“Uh, you're better than me,” Aria replied. “I’d be collecting industry dicks like trophies.”
“These limelight niggas think they're the prize and don’t nobody got time for that. Dex is already treading on thin ice.”
“His shit melted,” Shane stated. “He should’ve fell through and drowned by now.”
“Dex has his share of problems, but so do I,” Tyler explained. “I do love him. It might not be the same type of love it was years ago, but he’s still mine and I love him. Plus, I'd rather stick it out with him than dealing with a new nigga and a new set of problems.”
“And that’s why I'm single.” Aria popped her lips. “That type of mentality is what keeps people in long, unhappy relationships.”
“Like I said, I’m ten toes behind you. That means standing beside you even when I don’t like the situation.” Shane dropped the subject.
“On that note, let’s go get some food and drinks,” Aria suggested.
“Cool.” Tyler stood up and stretched her hands to the sky. “Last one down the hill has to pay.” She took off running.
“Oh bitch, enjoy,” Shane called after her, turning to Aria, who was picking the scooter up off the ground. “I know you fucking lying!”
“Respect your elders, lil boy,” she hissed. “Catch up with Speedy Gonzales.”
“Yo stiff neck ass only two months older than me!” he yelled, watching Aria take off on his scooter.
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Logic didn’t want to admit it, but he was nervous. He couldn’t even concentrate on Scottie throwing it back because his stomach was in knots. Logic didn’t know if it was the thought of blowing Rah’s mind with his lyrical skills or freezing up in front of the microphone. Both scenarios clouded his mind, distracting him from the task at hand. He was knee deep in Scottie’s pussy and still couldn’t focus. Her pleasurable moans and alluring sex faces should’ve been enough to keep him in the zone, but it wasn’t. Logic’s dick went limp, and instead of humping her with a flimsy dick, he pulled out, leaving Scottie to wonder what the hell happened.
“Oh hell no,” she loudly protested, sliding off the bed. Her eyes fell to his thick vessel and the soggy condom that hung from his tip. “What bitch you been fucking?”
