Date: Sun, 3 Nov 2013 16:36:30 -0800 (PST) From: Jay Cee <gaymalesex_99@yahoo.com> Subject: Sure Thing (Chapter 11) Sure Thing This story is total fiction. The characters used are either recording artists, models, or actors/actress, if being gay is total fiction. I want to apologize to all my readers for the long delays. Been having technical issues, and I thank all my fans who stood by, patiently. This is for you! 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 11 _____________________________________________ Chris Brown woke up to an unexpected video chat with The Game. Now Chris has been sticking to the whole "no sex" thing him and Sean been holding onto, but they couldn't even jack off. Every time they get turned on their either in each others faces or in public somewhere, thinkin' `bout the sex. Chris has been a good boyfriend by dodging all of Game's calls until now. The first thing he saw this morning was some dick he's been thirsty for and now it's waving in his face like the piece of meat it is. Luckily, Sean had already left for the Gym that morning. So he couldn't catch Brown rising out of his bed to open a video call to Game stroking his 9inch piece. Chris: Ohh shit... (fishes for his morning wood) Game: Just a little fun. (winks at Chris) Chris winks back. He sits the iPad down as he scopes the suite for Big Sean. Game stayed there patiently as he watching porn on his big screen. Chris shows back up on screen completely naked for Game. Biting his bottom lip while stroking his shit. Game: That's what I'm talking about nigga... Wanna show me them cakes baby? Chris turned around, threw one leg on the counter behind him while he spreads his cheeks and fingers his hairless pink hole. Game: Damn. Chris was giving so much: fingering his hole and stroking his dick. He decided to sit down far off from the video cam (still in great view) and relax as he threw his ankles behind his ears. Moments after doing that, Big Sean ends up coming back early, surprising both Chris and Game with his presence and his unknown hard on. Both gave a shocking look. Haven't seen each other like this in a minute. Sean always tried to hide his hard on for months now and it finally found it's way back. Chris was gonna open his mouth and say something, but Sean beats him to the punch... as he undresses. Sean: Damn... Sean took off his sandals, socks and sweat pants, leaving his sweaty shirt completely on, stroking his long devil chocolate dong in front of Chris... and Game. Game got a good show going on. Got a bottom bitch on one side of the screen, and a top nigga on the other side. Neither one of them knowing he's recording this shit on his end. While Chris is fingering his hole and stroking his dick, Big Sean crouched back while he stroked his dick. This activity of theirs at the moment is very unusual. Sean: (In a sly way) We ain't fuckin... aren't we?? (grins hard) Chris: (smiles) Hell fucking no. Normally they would be all up over each other, but both forgot how hot it was just staring at each other in sexual positions. Sean beating the wood he's been sporting since he left for the Gym with his friend Pony Zion and finally got the chance to unload. Sean: Fuck! Sean started to nutt. He went right to Chris and shot thick loads of white seed all over Chris' face. Game gasped at the site as he started busting all over the floor underneath him. Chris took a minute as he started scooping all of Big Sean's nutt into his mouth. Chris: (pulls Sean by his shirt) Fuck it!! Both shared the longest kiss as Sean took Chris' place at Chris' hole and started fingering that shit real good. Got Chris moaning all inside his mouth, shooting like 10 times all over his own chest. Sean licked up all his nutt and sucked his limp cock as well as Chris to Sean. Game watched as he cleaned up and when finished, he stopped the recording, saved it to his other video chats with Celebs, and hanged up. Sending a question through Sean's ear, leaving him with a wonder . Sean: Was that the video chat babe? Chris: (without any guilt) I'll check. (deletes call) Nope. Sean: Good. Imagine if somebody was watching us. Chris didn't think `til now that Game could have been watching their whole activity. He shrugged his shoulders and kept it moving. Tyga woke up this morning on his back to the sweet lips of Trey Songz whole sat over him, flaunting his beautiful smile. Trey: Good morning baby. Tyga: (smiles back) Good morning beautiful. Trey: (kisses him) Come on! Tyga: What?! What's going on babe? Trey: We're having an engagement dinner! Come on! You're already late! Tyga: But bae! Trey looked back and see's Tyga pointing at his skinny but stiff 7inch dick on brick mode. Trey went up to him, grabbed his cock and shared kisses with him while giving him a fast hand job. Tyga: (pants) Who's getting married? Trey: Actually it's a double engagement babe. Tyga: (still panting) Oh really? Trey: Yeah bae. (puts his dick in his mouth for a minute; goes back to stroking) Scarf Breezy is marrying Nicki and Drake is marrying Deonte. Tyga: Oh shit! Trey: (laughs) Right? We all said that – Tyga: No.. I'mma cum. Ahhhh!!! Tyga oozed all in Trey's palms. Trey let it ooze for a bit before sucking the rest off his fingers. After he finished, Tyga hanged off the side of the bed. Tyga: That was good babe. You know how to take care of me, and that's good they getting' married. Trey: I know right? Can't wait for us to get married. Just then Tyga's eyes shot right open with a long pause. Trey: You do wanna get married right? Tyga: (hesitates; rubs his face as he sighs in frustration) In honesty... I never thought that far. Trey: (backs away) You do see me in your future... right? Tyga: Listen bae. We don't need to go public with our marria – I mean our relationship. Shit.. we don't have to get married. Trey: (in a deep serious tone) Well I do. So what the fuck we gon do now? Tyga: Listen. Trey: No you listen. I want a lot of things in life and that's the feeling of being open and happy. Tyga: A ring ain't gotta – Trey: Not done! Of course a ring ain't gonna – !! In full frustration, Trey gets completely upset and storms off. Trey: You don't fucking get it!!!! Tyga just stairs at Trey that just wants to rip in half right now. He rises up and both of them stair at each other. Trey got a nice and whole fine ass tatted up guy right in his face and he don't even wanna look at him anymore. Not even speak to him. Trey just left. Tyga just goes straight into the shower and just thought about everything. Though it seems as though they weren't alone either on this subject. A month later after the breakfast, Lloyd noticed after talking about Marriage also with Miguel, how Miguel started to become distant. Miguel's guilt has been rising, but not like how it was when both finally went head to head on the subject of Marriage. Lloyd: So you don't wanna marry me????? (he says after rising from the dinner table surprise he had for Miguel) Miguel wants to marry Lloyd. However, his guilt of sleeping repeatedly with Jay-Z on and off in the past few months after him and Lloyd's arguments is taking a toll on him. So he sits there, feeling sorry for both Lloyd and himself as he gives himself away to somebody who doesn't even need him. Even though he stopped when Beyoncé nearly caught him riding Jay. Every time he sees Lloyd's smile it breaks his own heart knowing what he did. Now he sits in a pit of his own shit. Lloyd: I'M TALKING TO YOU! Miguel: I FUCKED UP, OKAY!?!? Lloyd: (having trouble understanding what he's saying) What? Miguel: Usher isn't the one who's... been sleeping with Jay... Lloyd slapped the shit out of him! The hardest he ever hit someone. So bad, Miguel flew out of his chair with deep scratch marks on his face from Lloyds nails. Lloyd furiously hovered over Miguel, snatching him up by his suit collar. Lloyd: YOU DID WHAT?!?!? Lloyd struck him so hard, when Miguel's face turned, it bounce from the floor bellow him. Nearly knocking him out of consciousness. His vision started to fade. Lloyd, in complete rage, got up and kicked the shit out of him repeatedly. Miguel's bleeding from the mouth and just rolling on his side, holding it. Lloyd is just screaming to the top of his lung and basically fucked the whole apartment up! Miguel just laid there and sobbed. Saying "I'm Sorry. The incident was so loud, everybody was hearing it down the hall. Jay-Z, security, and Jeezy had to break in and hold Lloyd down and try to get him to chill. Jay: THE FUCK GOING ON OVER HERE!? Lloyd: YOU MOTHER - Just when Lloyd took a swing at Jay, Drake caught him by the arm and held him in a head lock. Eminem, and Tyga both rushed in and helped Miguel out the room. Miguel was all fucked up. His nose was all to the side, he was loosing his eye site, every time he walked he said he felt like his ribs was hanging and would rather fall right back on the floor. They rushed him to the hospital. Trey, Deonte, Yeezy, and Weezy just stayed and watched all this unfold. Jay, on the other hand, got a great idea on how to take the whole situation and put all in the palm of his hands. However, knowing his situation at hand, he couldn't risk anymore activity like before. Jay: Look Lloyd. I know what we did was wrong, and ain't no apology gon fix shit. Security had to hold Lloyds feet down, now that he just tried to kick him. Lloyd was too hurt to say anything. Just cry and fight. Jay: and neither is your attitude. So what that we fucked a few times?! (in a sorry, joking manner) Drake: (Stands up) You WHAT??!? After rising up, Drake forgot for that second he was the one holding Lloyd down. Lloyd was ready to pounce on Jay, but being basically tied to the ground (and Jay backing up) stopped him and left him on the ground now flat on his face as security flopped on top of him, holding him down again. Deonte watched from the outside with tears going down his eyes also along with Trey. Both knowing the feel. Weezy just sat there and enjoyed the event. Jay whispered something in the security guards ear. Everybody left expect for Lloyd, Deonte, Trey and Drake. Jay looked at Deonte like "I got you nigga" but he could care less. Drake: You alright dude? Lloyd just curled up and cried. He fought all he could but even he knew it wasn't gonna be enough. Drake. Trey, and Deonte didn't know whether to hug Lloyd tightly or just let him get all his anger out. Lloyd: Just... Just leave me alone right now. Trey: You know we love you and we're here for you. Holla if you need us. All 3 of them just left him as he sulked in the moment. Their whole relationship flashed before his eyes. He was so blinded by this he didn't even realize how he was literally walking over the glass on the floor in his bare feet to the bedroom and falling flat on his bed. Nothing can hurt him as much as he's hurt right now. All he can do is let it out. Miguel, on the other hand, wasn't looking too good. He went unconscious on the way to the hospital. Everyone having to carry him with a mask on and a cover over Miguel so no one could recognize them coming in. Tyga lied about the incident to the doctors about Miguel's injuries and said they were performing an act and Miguel fell off stage again over onto a pile of tables. They took him into the ER immediately. The same moment Miguel's eyes closed, falling unconscious, Lloyd had his eyes closed too after finally crying himself to sleep. To be continued... 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