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Thug Jail Brother (Part 32)Thug Jail Brother (Part 32)
I am about to loose it about now, I am biting on the pillow to keep from screaming. He then lifts my legs over his shoulder and he leans in and kisses my lips real softly. Somebody help me please, he reaches for a condom and for a moment I have a laps in judgment and I whisper ride me dirty. Malek looks at me with a, you got to be crazy look and puts on a condom. What in the f*ck was I thinking, that was so stupid and I know better. I never have bareback sex, I was so caught up in the moment that I was about to put my life at risk. This was so stupid, I am about to go get an HIV test and I say ride me dirty. I kiss Malek and say thanks, he then rolls me over on my stomach and parts the red sea and eat me out like he is eating country ham, grits and redeye gravy on a Sunday morning. Damn, he slides that the head of that thick thirteen and a half in me oh so slowly. He says are you ok Jason, am I hurting you, what is up with this kinder gentler Malek. I am say no Malek you are not hurting me at all. He grabs me by the shoulders and slowly enters me. I tense up for a second until I get use to having him in me again. He slowly work his hips and starts making love to me, he then leans in again and kisses me and say I love you so much baby. I am thinking I need to get my freak on and he trying to make love. I do some to wong foo sh*t and have Malek on his back and we never miss a beat, I am now riding him like a wild mustang. I swear I was spinning like a spinning top on that d*ck, I worked that boy so mush that he had tears coming down his face. Malek flips me over again and started banging me out like a dent in a car. I start jerking my niner and he is ripping me a new one, I scream and let out a load and it flies around the room and some of it hits the ceiling. Malek kisses me while he is still pounding my assets and then he pulls out and slips the condom off and bust all over my azz. We hop in the shower together to help save the environment, I wash his back and he washes mine. While we are taking a show Malek gets down on his knees a parts the red sea again with his tongue and I tell him to stop because we are going to be late. Oh well, we stand in the shower and jerk off together and watch the babies go down the drain. We hop out of the shower and get dressed and my cell phone is beeping, Taye called and left a message. I call Taye and he answer sort of reserved, I ask if everything is ok and he says kind of. Taye says that his is nervous about the test and he thanked me for going with him, I told him anything for you baby. I have not told Malek that we are going today but that should not be a problem. We get in the car and I tell Malek that we need to pickup Taye and Lil Z because this is the day he wants to get tested. Then I say since we are going with Taye I think we should get tested also, Malek quickly says sure that can work. We get to Taye’s house and the both come out and head for the car; I turn to Malek and say I think Lil Crazy Z must have moved in. Malek says that is just too quick, listen who talking, he moved in with me after an hour. Taye and Lil Z get in the car, and we head to the Max Robinson Center of Whitman-Walker Clinic. I like this place because they offer anonymous or confidential testing for HIV and it is free of charge. They use a rapid HIV test that delivers results in less than an hour and the good thing you don’t need an appointment. It is very silent in the car right now Taye seems very tense and Lil Z is holding his hand to comfort him. As we arrive to the clinic Malek says I think we should have prayer before we go in and he leads us in a tear jerking, Holy Ghost prayer. There is not a dry eye in the car, and when we get out Taye and Lil Crazy Z gives Malek a bear hug. To Be Continued…
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Its morning time and Malek is still holding me like he thinks I might escape in the night like a runaway slave. I am so drained from the conversation last night; believe it or not I think I love him more right now.
