Date: Sun, 8 Jun 2014 15:09:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Cee Subject: Sure Thing (Chapter 14) Sure Thing This story is total fiction. The characters used are either recording artists, models, or actors/actress, if being gay is total fiction. If you are under age (-18), please dismiss yourself from this site. Thank you. Also, if you wanna keep reading all these hot, erotic series by me and others, please donate to Nifty, Today! Thank you! Chapter 14 _____________________________________________ It was Deonte's Bachelor Party, and he was having the night a his life! Drake and him made both their separate Bachelor Parties on the same night, but separate locations to soak up the last bit of the single life they had left. Deonte, drunk as fuck, with his good good girlfriends and homeboys , dancing and performing with strippers. Nicki Minaj, Lloyd, Trey Songz, Wiz Khalifa, Chris Brown, and Big Sean showed up. Jay-Z dropped off Beyoncé, stopped in, slapped Deonte up, and congratulated him one more time on the engagement, danced a little bit with Bey then headed over to Drake's Bachelor Party. The party was pumpin'! All positivity in the air. Everyone dancing, acting a fool. Especially the Hot Latino stripper named Heat, one of the hottest strippers in Brooklyn. Homophobic as shit though. He was quick to drop it low for Drake though when Drake scheduled a meeting so he could strip for his to-be Husband. He showed up on stage at the event in a black and white cheetah printed thong, a black and white NY hat and a T-Shirt that says his name. He was twirling that ass, and swinging that dong all over the place to a dance remix to "Marvin's Room". While Heat performed on stage, another surprise visit happened. Usher came back! Deonte: OMG! Usher! (gives him a long big hug) Usher: Hey! Congratulations on the engagement! Deonte: Thank you! How have you been? Hows the kids? Usher: Doing great! Kids doing great! The kids are with their mother now. That's how I – (forgets gift) Shit! I left your gift in the car! I'll be right back! Deonte: (laughs) Aight! I'll be here! Usher darted straight to the car when he gets an unexpected interruption. Wiz: Now I know you ain't bout to hit it and not say "Hi". Usher: (smiles; in remembrance) Hey Wiz! (gives hug; trying to keep It cordial) I just left my gift in the car! I'll be back! Wiz: (grabs Usher by the waist) Hold on. I just need to talk to you. Usher: (over it) Alright. Follow me. Both of them enter Usher's jeep parked around the block. Usher got into the drivers seat, and unlocked the door. Patiently waiting for Wiz to come in, and close the door. When so, he turned his head to talk but then his mouth was invaded with Wiz's tongue, tasting the alcohol in his mouth, the tongue coming into contact with his, a hot lust affair reoccurring before his eyes. Usher gave him what he wanted and kissed back. Usher then reached for Wiz's dick print in his suit pants, griping it and stroking it with his finger tips. He then broke the kiss, staring at him, showing all kind of sexual invitations that Wiz was dying to have again. Wiz: I missed you. Usher: (chuckles in disbelief) Only the sex. (in a low sexy tone) That's all you want, right? (gripping Wiz's dick again) Wiz: (grabs Usher's dick in his suit pants; does the same) Why'd you leave? Usher: (sighs at the touch) You didn't read my letter? Wiz: I did.. (kisses him again; talks to his mouth) I just wanna hear you say it. Usher: Well (unzips Wiz pants) I needed (fishes for Wiz's cock) some time back home. Wiz: Why you ain't take me with you? Usher didn't even answer in the unexpected reply. He always thought Wiz was all about sex, but now he's starting to realize Wiz has feelings for him. Before he put his mouth on it, he just continued to stroke it. Usher: Why you aint say anything? Wiz: Whatchu talking `bout? I always loved yo – I mean... Usher looked at Wiz funny. He never thought the words would ever touch the lips of this man. He always had something up his sleeve. Always about himself, and what he wanted. Usher couldn't do it anymore, and it gave him more ammunition to go home. Usher: Say it. (Wiz hesitates) Saaaayyy iiiitt... (licks repeatedly under Wiz's big dick head) Wiz: (moans) God, I love you! Usher: (giggles) Haha! Had to put on your dick huh? Wiz just laughed in some sort of relief at how Usher got it out of him. Usher just sucked that fat dick of Wiz's. Wiz's head threw back on the seat, feeling the sensation. For old time's sake, Usher tasting the rapper one last time. Usher: Hold on. Usher got out the car, went on the passenger side, opened Wiz's door, got on his knees on the curb and started sucking for his life. Wiz kept throwing his head back moaning out loud. Not knowing he wasn't gonna get this again for a long time. Wiz: Fuck! Damn no one can suck dick like you. Usher looked him in the eyes, fanning the dick on his tongue before his lips collapsed in the mushroom head, slurping the shit so effortlessly. Circulating his whole head on the head Wiz: Fuck! Usher then held the cock, and traced his lips and tongue back and forth on the back of his cock. He then swallowed both balls, yanking on them, savoring the flavor and stint Wiz always left in his balls sack. Thinking of the times he would grab Wiz's underwear, sniff it and lick it while jerking off. He even showed Wiz he was doing it by letting him walk in on it. It's mostly how their fuck sessions first started. Wiz was somewhat disturbed by seeing him sniff it, but seeing how hot he looked getting off, doing it turned him on even more. Flashbacks flooded Wiz mind, with both hands behind his back, legs spread for the enjoyment. The moments he walked in on Usher naked, and all comfortable in his bed. All on his back, knees bent, legs spread, stroking his dick, his balls jiggling, and Usher inhaling away at his boxers. He remembers one time taking the boxers, stuffing it down Usher's throat, just going balls deep in that ass, and holding Usher's legs for support while he tore it up. He just couldn't take anymore! Wiz: I'm finna cum! Uhhh! Uhh! Usher opened his mouth. Wiz held his cock, cuming like a fountain, flooding Usher's tongue. Wiz: Fuck! Swallow my nutt. (Sticks it all the way in Usher's mouth; thrusts up in his head) Fuck! Eat my shit! Usher put his mouth on it, and swallowed the rest with his eyes closed. Sucking on it again like it was a pass afire. Caressing Wiz's wet nut sack too until he was finished. Reached over and started playing with Usher's ass. Wiz: Damn, that ass still tight, huh? Usher just realized he opened a door he might not be able to close. So he got up, and went into the backseat. Wiz looked around. The streets were dead. He got up, cock still out, pants at his ankles, and behind Usher. Expecting to fuck with Usher all bent in front of him. Wiz kept playing with his ass, smacking it with both his hands and his dick a few times until he finally put it in. Usher held onto the gift he had for Deonte as leverage as Wiz gave him a fucking to remember. Ass smacking filled the streets, with a mixture of loud panting from hard thrusting. The rapper didn't take long to spur his seed inside the R&B singer. He pulled his cock out, spent, as he watched his seed seep out the singer. He bends down, quickly, to lap it up all up, cleaning the mess he made with his mouth. Usher moaned loud, even when Wiz pulled his dick in his mouth from behind him, sucking on it like it was his favorite titty. Only nursing the head with his mouth, and caressing his ball sack, Usher came earlier then he thought and Wiz swallowed every seed. When Usher got down to pull his pants back up, Wiz pulled him in for one last kiss. A hot and sloppy kiss it was as they also shared each others seed. Usher got down and nursed that limp dick of Wiz. Wiz: Haha! Hold up. Don't make me hard again, mane! Usher just got up and they kissed again on and off as they got their cloths back together. Usher watched as Wiz walked back to the party. Immediately, Usher felt a loss. He felt like he lost something big he'll never get again. He's right though. He did lose something, only to gain more freedom and less stress from a relationship that wasn't meant for him, nor Wiz. He got up out his seat, making sure he's straight, grabbed his gift, and headed back to the party. Back in the party, Deonte was getting a lap dance from Heat. Deonte had his hands on his face, laughing in surprise when the stripped lifted Deonte's legs, closed it on his dick, and started using them to stroke his dick. Everyone gaged, laughed, and had fun with the stripper. Chris, however, with his drunk ass, couldn't stop slapping Heat's muscled cheeks that followed a long grip and giggle. Heat ain't give no heat about that one. Just made his ass clap for him, and enjoyed the ride. Chris was fucked up that night! High as fuck, drunk as fuck! Trying to forget the stunts he's been pulling behind Sean's back recently. See, The Game wasn't a mistake to him. However, behind Sean's back, meanwhile, was. He keeps doing the same shit over and over again to this man. He knew Sean deserved better, but didn't have to balls to tell him, only the balls for both Sean and Game to suck on and play with. Sean knew what was going on. He was going through Chris' iPad one night when Chris was sleep beside him, and decided to make a trip to Chris' porn areas. He knew something was going down with him and Game, and now he has evidence. He clicked on a randomly titled video, and a jerk off video of Game was on there. In the top left corner, you can see Big Sean cumin' all over Chris' face that time he "thought" he heard the video chat line go off. He cried to himself. His friends were too busy to pick up the phone, and then he realized: Big Sean: All I need is me. He screen captured, and sent some of the KIK messages he found that they shared together to his E-Mail along with both Game and Chris' nude pics and saved Skype "performances". "Collaborating my ass" said Sean when finding out. It's not like he's this brick wall that don't know or feel shit. His family has been making him seem that way. He hardly had the chance to vent to Chris cause Chris was always gone, and now he got proof on why since that video chat shit. He's been hoping, praying, and waiting for Chris to tell him. That's the main reason why he hasn't brought it to his attention yet. He also stopped having sex with him again, and hardly showed intimacy. To Sean's surprise, Chris hasn't said anything about it, nor seems affected by it. Chris just kisses him on his cheek, and goes to sleep or before anything else. They don't hold each other like they used to, talk to each other like they used to. All that is just gone! It just hurt Sean even more. If Chris admitted to what he was doing, and decided to stop, Sean probably would've gave him another chance, but for how long can he wait? Their at Deonte's Bachelor party, and they're hardly even together. Chris over there dancing with the stripper while Sean at the bar, getting even more mad watching how he's behaving and getting tipsy, before he gets unexpected company. Bey: Hey Sean. Everything alright? Sean: (stares at Chris) Nah. (sips a shot) Not a damn thing. Bey: (looks where Sean was look) Aw hell. Which guy is yours? (ask Bartender for a drink) Sean: (protests) None of them. (chuckles) Not anymore. Bey: (reaches out to him) Listen. You can be closed for only but so long. Look at me. It took me years. Mainly cause the label held me back, but still. Only person that can control you is you. Whatever it is you're holding on to, you need to let it go. Big Sean inhaled the words that came out her mouth, and closed his eyes as he fought back tears. Bey put her left arm around him knowing he was about to cry, and helped walked him out the get some air. Bey knew what was gonna happen cause it happens with Jay. When they both got outside, Sean hugged her and started crying out loud. Bey held his head in comfort, and started crying with him. They just sat outside, cried, vented to each other, laughed. Sean expressed his relationship with Chris from start to end. Bey heard about their relationship through the grape vine, and just shook her head knowing the truth, Sean's truth. She started telling him he deserves better and he needs to tell him he knows. Sean already knew this. He just needed somebody to talk to. Bey sorta felt the same way, except, she approached Jay. She knew her husband has been sleeping around, but the fact that he has so much power, and takes good care of her (though now, it's just financially), she felt she couldn't let go. They've been together for so many years, and they've come too far to end it. She finally had a conversation with him about it and she's demanding him to stop the tour so they can reconnect for the sake of them and their child. Jay-Z has been in limbo about this, but finally came to a resolution. Bey: You need to do what I did, and talk to him. Since he's not opening his mouth about it, then you need to. Don't get mad. Just... just leave. It's hurting you and you're hardly benefiting from this. Sean just whipped his tears. Bey: You good now? Sean: Yeah. Bey: Good. My make up tonight ain't that waterproof. They laughed and headed their way back to the party. To be continued... If you have a response or any other singers/rappers that's rare on here thats well-know, send your suggestions to (GayMaleSex_99@yahoo.com)