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“Oh? I saw your video. Hot as fuck. That tight little piece they put you with was amazing. Hey, is that virgin blood real or fake? Wait! I don’t want to know. I’m gonna pretend it’s real when I get off to it again.” The muscles in my neck tensed.
Oakes gasped. “You did porn for Bruno? Oh, I gotta see this.” I sipped my drink, taking a breath. No, they didn’t need to see my Essa.
“Yeah, dude has like an eleven-inch dick. Why you think these bitches are all about him?” Fednarc pulled up the video on his phone. Without warning, my irritation turned into rage, and I slapped his phone from his hands. Fednarc’s jaw dropped. “What the fuck, man?”
“You don’t need to show her off to anyone. Got it?” My shoulders rose to my ears as I prepared myself to swing. Dix rushed in from the living room and pulled my bicep back as I stared down the skinny twerp.
Dix said, “Hey, man. Slim was asking about you. Come on.”
As he tugged me toward the hallway, the ladies that had been eyeing me giggled, “Eleven inches, huh?” as I walked past. I ignored them.
In the hall, Dix pulled something from his pocket and flashed me an open palm quickly. “Here. Doesn’t show up on standard urine drug screens. You’ll have a great time tonight. I’ll watch out for you.”
“What’s this?” Two pink pills lay in his hand with an ‘X’ imprinted on them.
“Molly.”
Snatching one, I popped it in my mouth without a second thought. Dixson smiled, cocked an eyebrow, and did the same, then waggled it on his tongue before swallowing.
The night got a lot better after that. Suddenly, the world was opening up, and I could imagine ways to change my life without fear or shame. I didn’t need alcohol. That truth revealed itself to me like it had always been there. My mind organized several strategies to get the life I wanted.
Relaxing on the sofa, my arm around the back, I explained all my plans to Dix in detail. I was going to win Essa back, and this time, I could do it. I was sure of it. It all seemed so easy for me. All I had to do was unlock the door and step through. She’d be waiting for me, happy and smiling.
It was the fact that anything I wanted was easily within my reach. If I wanted to get my business degree, all I had to do was sign up and it would be mine. Getting Essa was just a matter of reaching out. Giving her a home, simple. Wedding. Honeymoon. Children. Holidays. Family vacations. It all flashed before my eyes, and I was in ecstasy.
Drugs, addiction, failure… those were all part of my past life. Losing my father at such a young age, I had no one to guide me on how to take responsibility. Adon tried, but he was young as well. My mother’s death left me without the affection I craved, so I returned to the dust that pretended to love me. With Essa, I could be responsible. I would receive the love and attention I needed. It was all right there.
And shewasthere, unzipping my jeans, and opening the fly. I hardened in her hand, laying back on the bed somewhere far away in some unknown room. Every touch she gave me sent an electric spark straight through my spinal cord and down to my dick.
“Fuck, baby girl. You’re so good to me, so good for my cock.”
Closing my eyes, I focused on the stars and flickers happening behind the lids. It was a spectacular light show. She stroked me gently, and I pumped my cock into her hands. Pulling my jeans down further, she cupped my balls, and I moaned, the sound resonating through the ether with vibrato. I could see the air move with every wave. Stretching my arms up over my head and arching into her hand more, I relaxed fully and completely. My body molded into the bed.
It was possibly the best I had ever felt, and she hadn’t even started to lick me. Then she did, and I almost came immediately.
“Shit, oh fuck, baby.” My stomach tightened at the sensation.
Her tongue swizzled the tip of my cock before she plunged her mouth onto it, taking me deeper with every swallow. Working my balls and shaft in sync, I focused on not shooting off too soon, wanting to savor every moment. Essa was here, and she was showing how much she loved me.
Why did she come here? Was I in my bed? Where was I? How did she get here? Had I brought her here with just my thoughts? Were things perfect now? Somehow, I had fixed our future by just dreaming about it.
When I peeled open my eyes, I saw dirty blonde hair bobbing up and down on my dick. It wasn’t Essa. I grasped some of the hair and lifted the person off. Dixson stared at me with his light eyes, pupils blown out wide and black. His tongue still on the tip of my cock, trying to take more of me back in his mouth.
I scrambled back on my elbows. “Dix?”
“Lay back and let me finish you off. I can be good for you, Griff.”
“What are you doing?” My dick was suddenly soft, confusion and anger at his forwardness filling my head. Was this a dream still?
His brow furrowed, and he looked hurt. “You acted like you wanted this. I thought we were on the same page.”
Shaking my head of the cobwebs, I said, “N-no. I must have missed something… I thought you were Essa.”
“Fuck her. Fuck Kara. Fuck bitches. I can take care of you. I’ve been into you for so long, Griff. Now, it’s just us.” He crawled closer to me.
Placing a hand on his head, I held him back. “Dix, stop. I’m not—I don’t feel that way. We’re friends.”
Before I could put my dick away, he tried to grab it and put it back in his mouth.
