Articles posted in 2010

 
One day I was at the mall with my brother, we were getting all the last minute items we needed for my party. I knew my brother and my boys had something off the hook planned for me. I needed to be prepared for anything. My brother told me don’t worry we got you. You don’t need any cash, condoms, etc we got it all for you. In my mind, I knew I wasn’t using any condoms that I didn’t purchase myself. The cash part – I will give them that. I could use the break. The drinks better be on point. I had my favorites Hennessey, Goose, Patron, Crown Royal, and chased each with Coronas. I planned on getting fucked up. Hopefully, we were all on the same page.
 
I spoke to Camilla after leaving the mall. She and Linda were finishing the details of her party. I was surprised when they invited my sister and prudish self. She could be very uppity when she ...

 
We hugged. Camilla pulled back first. She asked… what we are going to do about Linda. I said nothing. I never slept with her and her child isn’t mine. I doubt seriously she would try to put me on blast in the media or she would have gone that route first for the money. This is more personal. Camilla questioned if I had any remaining feelings for Linda. I honestly answered – hell nah. Now, over the years I’ve worried what had happened to her and I used to compare other females to her but all of that stopped once I met you. I have no plans on ruining what we have to go backwards. I do not know this Linda of today. I know that I do not appreciate her antics. I only have memories of the youthful Linda, the cheerleader. Camilla told me don’t worry about it she would handle it. She knows where Linda lives and hangs out. It shouldn’t take much to ...

 
I called Camilla later that evening and asked her out to dinner. She said no informing me that she had cooked already. She invited me over for dinner instead. I didn’t want to have this conversation in her home. I didn’t want her pulling anything out on me. I relentlessly gave in. I asked what she cook so I could bring the appropriate wine to accompany the meal. She made one of my favorites, Shrimp Alfredo, toasted garlic bread (with real garlic, and not the powder) and a garden salad with French dressing. I couldn’t wait to get over to her house. I quickly dismissed any anxieties that I was momentarily experiences. I stopped by the liquor store. I ended up purchasing two bottles of wine and some Grey Goose. When I arrived at Camilla’s house, she had the scented candles burning, soft music playing in the background, the blinds closed, and the food on the ...

 
Camilla and I dated for several weeks before officially becoming an item. Our hook up was the talk of the town. She had m any suitors after her with more than I could offer her. In addition, she wasn’t known for dating athletes. Our pictures were plastered all over the place, the local newspaper, news, and the internet. It comes with the job one of my boys told me, nothing we do kept quiet unless you don’t leave your house, We couldn’t go anywhere without being recognized, It didn’t help that management finally decided to move me up to starters line up so my status in the league changed also it seemed like overnight. I was the guy that played occasionally when someone fouled out, now I was a star player with a new salary contract.
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Carla and I ended up hooking during our junior year. She told me that she preferred boys over girls. She confided in me…Plum, I just had to have Linda everyone wanted her, but only a few got the chance. I didn’t have to tell Carla about me and Linda’s last moment together since she was there. She tried to get information out of me about what transpired after she stormed off; however, there was nothing to give. The sex between us was non-existence so there was nothing to write home about. She asked me on several occasions to eat her box as a substitute, and I declined. I was not into that back then. It was nasty as hell to me. Our relationship surprisingly lasted until Labor Day weekend. We both had had enough. I told Carla she needed to refocus…life does not revolve around sex. It is obvious to me that she preferred girls over boys. She rolled her eyes ...

 I knew what he wanted.  I could sit here and tell you that I wasn’t aware, that some part of me was somehow clueless to what I was walking into, but that would be a lie.  And in all my deviant perverse nature, one thing I am not is a liar. 
 
I wanted to be abused, used, taken, forced, seduced, humiliated.  I wanted to loose control of everything.   I had grown tired of my world…Tired of my normalcy, tired of my structure.   So tonight I did what I dared never do.  Tonight I was going to be relentless, risky, depraved, and simply pray that I came out alive…..
 
I went to his house.  I had heard so many terrible things about him.  His dark nature, his sexual appetite, his desire for pain and dominance, his talent for making you suffer to a state of abysmal climactic ...

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 There’s a gun to my temple, a dick in my ass, one in my mouth, a light in my face, and two more dicks waiting to replace the one that’s about to pull out.  There’s know way to explain what I felt.  Know description can give you true insight into this hell.  Inside, I was torn up, both physically and emotionally.  When Dee snatched himself out of me, it was violent and fast.  Oh god the pain was too much! “Damn nigga he bled all over you, like a bitch getting that cherry popped”.  The laughter was like someone scraping there nails against the chalk board.  All decorum in me was gone.  I cried uncontrollably, loud muffled screams, but Vice Grip decided to silence me, by sliding down and sitting his ass on my face. “Put that tongue in my ass nigga.  Toss that shit.”  The gun was still to my ...

Hello peeps, my name is Plum. They call me Plum because when I was a kid my mom’s always left plum colored lipstick on my cheeks. She kissed me every day before letting me out of the family car for school. My friends had jokes readily available as soon as they saw me. I kept tissue in my book bag to wipe my face before entering the school, but they knew anyway due to the smudge marks I always left behind on my cheek. Quietly kept, I am a mother’s boy and still am to this day. Eventually, I grew into the name; I could bittersweet at times depending on my mood. During my sophomore year in high school, I met Linda. She lived on my block. She was the prettiest, tiniest, and mouthiest female in our sophomore class. She knew it too. I appreciated her style and she adored my athletic body and spirit. By this time, I was the point guard on the varsity basketball team. She and I openly flirted with one another, but it never went any further. She had her males friends and I had my female acquaintances, none of could be compared to her by any means. She (Linda) was special to me. Honestly, she could have been wifey.

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