1. Drug Lords and Love


    Date: 6/7/2016, Categories: Diary, Bi-sexual, Cheating, Drug, Gay, Author: big_booty, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    stretching when I felt his presence on me. He had run up to me leaving the game. As he got closer I realized just how perfect of a specimen he was. It was like how did someone come with face, body, a sweet personality, power and money. What the fuck could be a downside of this guy? Oh yeah. There was the drug lord thing. “Hey,” he said running up to us, “Funny seeing you guys here. You remember me?” “How could we forget?” Penny said. I cleared my throat. Could she sound any more desperate? Had she brought me out here so she could flirt with him or so that I could? “I don't think I got a chance to introduce myself. I'm Kingston,” he said. He extended his hands to Penny first. “Penny. And this is. This is my good friend. Just friend though. You know like just in case...listen. I'll shut up now. You know what Kingston do you mind? I think I have to make a call really quick.” She was leaving us alone. I was thankful for that at least. This time Kingston stretched out his hand to me. His grip was strong and masculine. This guy was everything. I shook his hand and smiled, “Christian.” “Do you guys come here often? Never saw you here before,” Kingston stated. “Just heard about it today,” I said smiling, “Do you come here often?” “Every saturday. I ball with the fellas. You know. You want to play? We could always use another player.” “I'm not much of the ball player,” I said. “Oh dam...” I was being awkward or he was being awkward. One of the two. I wasn't sure. It was interesting ...
    feeling this way. I had never felt this way. It was a good thing though. “But I want to learn,” I said shaking my head, “Maybe in private though. You know I suck.” He smiled as though seeing the fact that I wasn't being as rude today, “I'm sure you're not half as bad as you think you are. You smoke.” “No...no drugs.” “I was actually just talking about hookah sticks,” he said laughing at that moment. I felt myself getting embarrassed as he pulled out the hookah stick and puffed it. He hit it twice and then passed it to me. It smelled interesting and I couldn't help but thinking that my lips were on something that his lips were just on. I puffed hard and tried my hardest not to choke. “It's good. Hey. Well I wanted to say thank you for last night. I feel like I was being a little bitch. I'm not like always like that.” “I got it. You were drunk. Sassy. It was funny. I sent my guy make sure you got home safe.” “You did. I appreciate it.” “So it wasn't weird?” “What do you mean?” “I thought it was going to be a little weird,” he said laughing a little bit, “I mean I didn't even know you. I just didn't want to hear about another handsome young black man in the newspaper in some accident or something.” Handsome. Did he just throw that in there somehow? I couldn't help but to keep smiling. He hadn't called me pretty. Everyone called me pretty. He had actually used the word handsome. “Ay, as long as they got a nice picture in there and my haircut is fresh.” He laughed, “I was wondering ...
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