Gay Erotic Stories

I hope back in the car I see my phone lighten up so I return the missed call as I drive away. "Yo" I said as the dude on the other end answered, "What's good wit you boy; you tryin to step out tonight and wild out". It was my crazy ass cousin Rick “Hell no nigga I’m dead tired, it’s been a long week. I got some good purp to blow and I’m going home and chill". He breathe mad heavy in the phone and said "Look nigga, you coming out no questions asked. Plus I see you pulling up now, so you stuck wit me." He said laughing and hung up. Sure enough the fool was right out front parked.

I just got out my car not in the mood for any dumb shit out of him tonight. I went straight for my apartment door without even lookin’ in his direction. I heard him yell something but I just kept it moving. I got my door open and throw my keys on my mail stand and hit the answering machine. You have three new messages first new message "Yo baby boy its me, I’m sorry for the way...message erased next message" Yo kid please I really need...message erased next new massage “At least pick up so we can talk about it. Yo Raheem I love you kid. I just... message erased. You have no more messages.

Stand there wit my eyes closed thinking about my x. Nah thinking bout how done wit him I was and didn't wanna hear shit right now that he had to say. When I opened my eyes there was this fuckin’ chocolate nigga. He stood like 6'1, I say maybe 195 he kind of look just like the dude Polow tha Don but dark skinned. He had these lips that were so full and sexy to dye for. He had on a white wife beater, baggy true religion jeans, wheat tims, a fitted hat on top of some neat braids. Face lined up so fresh.

Once I popped out of what seemed like a lifetime daydream I finally said, “Can I help you ma dude" a lil’ pissed realizing this nigga just heard what I heard. He licked his lips and said, “I’m here wit Rick im Keisha's brother". Keysha was Rick's girl. I totally forgot he told me he was moving here from Harlem. I told him to come in. He shut tha door behind him. "Yo ma dude where's Rick at?" I asked as I looked him up and down. Thinking what tha hell you shut the door for? He said he would be up. He went back to the car to get a Dutch he rolled. “So are you bashing out tonight wit Rick?"

Walking out the kitchen the phone rang before I picked up I said, "Nah I’m chillin’ tonight--long week." Hello I answered, "Yo Rah, I had to make a run real quick; tell Black imma come back for him in a min. What man you out ya mind I told you I was chillin’ tonight kid and you do this. Yo on some one shit hurry up.” Click I hung up on him before he could say shit else. I just looked back at this piece of chocolate on my cream leather sofa and thought, you better hurry up!

To be continued...