Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2013 20:48:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Jay Cee <gaymalesex_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sure Thing (Chapter 13)

Sure Thing


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Chapter 13

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That
next morning, Cole is in Nas' car. Both vibing to Cole's brand new song
"Crooked Smile" featuring the best selling female R&B group in America,
TLC, and Nas was really feeling it. Especially knowing he's the inspiration
behind it. Showing off his grill and laughing as they jam to the music.

Nas:
Yo this joint tight man! How'd you get them on there?

Cole:
Man... It wasn't easy. Remember when you dropped me off and "Unpretty" came on
the radio again? I love that song. Yo I had my peoples contact they peoples who
contacted they peoples who contacted the ladies and when they heard it. We met
up, chatted with dem and they manager, and agreed.

Nas:
Man...  This joint right here man.. is the
real deal. You got a masterpiece on your hands (holds Cole's left hand)

While
Nas was talking, Cole shocked Nas by bringing up Nas' old remix to TLC's song
"Girl Talk".

Nas:
(gags) Yooooooo!! (both laughs) Forgot all about this shit!

While
both of them were bobbin' they're heads, getting into the music, Cole gets a
knock on his window again. They both turn and they see Yeezy. Cole rolls down
the window.

Cole:
Sup man?

Yeezy:
Yo, we need to talk.

Cole:
(looks at Nas for a second) Be right back man.

Cole
got out the car and followed Kanye out the lot and into the building when Kanye
drops the bomb on Cole.

Yeezy:
I'm sorry man.

Col:
(eyes grew big) What??

Yeey:
Yo don't make me say it again maine. We cool?

Cole:
(rolls his eyes at the half ass apology) Whatever man. We cool.

Yeezy:
Aight, aight.

When
both slapped each other up in forgiveness, Kanye gets real carried away. He
brings him into some bullshit ass hug which he can get himself a good grip of
Cole's ass, squeezing away on them soft pearly cakes, but Cole wasn't having
it, pushing him off.

Cole:
(protests) Fuck you doin' man???

Yeezy:
What?!? I apologized didn't I?

Cole:
You forgive, but you don't forget my nigga, and that's word mane.

Yeezy:
Fuck you nigga! You know you want this dick!

Kanye
pulls out his fat 8inch dick and smacked it repeatedly against his hands,
fiercely, in the middle of the walk way in front of the elevator. Though, as
appetizing as it may seem, Cole didn't let it get the best of him this time.

Cole:
(chuckles) Bye nigga,

Yeezy:
What??!

Cole
just walked away, happily knowing he has the power this time. Kanye screamed
for him to return back to his bitch ass ways. He even took a vase and smashed
it. All with his dick still hanging out his pants. People noticed and just
walked away or around him.

Yeezy:
Fuck you looking at? Dick big ain't it? (swings it at them)

__________________

Miguel
woke up in his hospital bed, and rose up realizing Jay Sean wasn't in bed with
him anymore. He rubbed his eyes before checking the time. 11am.

Voice
Merry Christmas!

Miguel
looks down the hall to seeing Sean back with a smile on his face, in uniform,
with breakfast made though just for Miguel with a Christmas card.

Miguel:
(chuckles) Merry Christmas! Now I know this ain't –

Sean:
Hold up! (goes back to the door) Your family stopped by when you were sleeping.
They didn't wanna wake you, wanted to apologize, and to give you these. (comes
back with gifts)

Miguel:
(smiles in surprise) Woah! Forreal?

Sean:
Yeah!

Miguel:
I'll eat first. Now I know this ain't hospital food...

Sean:
(chuckles; walks up to the bed) I know. I went to the store, bought a little
bit of groceries. My friends in kitchen hooked me up and let me make my own
little breakfast for you. I secretly swapped what they had before.

Miguel:
(Surprised) Well... let's see whatchu got.

Sean
opened the lid to the tray, and has 2 breakfast sandwiches (cheese, scrambled
eggs, and bacon in wheat bread) a bagel with cream cheese on the side, burned
toast with jelly, and grits with a tall glass of Orange Juice on the side.

Miguel:
Oh shit! (gags; laughs; kisses Sean on the lips) My favorite too. Smells so
good! (dives in) Haven't had a meal like this in a while! (stuffs his face)

Sean:
(shocked; smiles) Forreal? My mom taught me how to make breakfast, and all my
exs hated it.

Miguel:
(mouthful) Well I love it. (kisses Sean on the side of his lips)

Sean
is highly amused that somebody that he really had feelings for loved his
breakfast. He just smiled and watched him ate.

Sean:
(Chuckled) The toast isn't all the way done. I was rushing that one before the Chef
showed up.

Miguel:
Yeah.. but it's still good.

Sean:
(pulls present from under the bed) Surprise.

Miguel:
(gags) What is it?

Sean:
Open it.

Miguel
opens his gift. First he sees a card. He opened it, read it, laughed with Sean
about how meaningful it was and knowing now that he must know for sure about
his break up with Lloyd. It made him smile actually. He then looked back in the
box to find a bottle of cologne and a key chain with a rose on it.

Sean
I know what the black roses meant, and I'm sorry about what happened. (stumbles)
So  I got you a red one to help clear
your mind of it, and make you feel better. The cologne... (pauses; takes a
breath)  I always like to smell good
after a break up. (smiles)

Miguel:
(smiles at his thoughtfulness) Thank you. This is my first time ever, 2 days in
a row I get roses from guys. (both laughs) I always gave girls it...

Sean:
Even Lloyd?

Miguel:
(remembers the last time he gave Lloyd roses) Let's not talk about him right
now. What else you got? (goes back to eating)

Sean:
(gets the hint; while getting the next gift) Okay..  and when we're done, I gotta give you your bath.

Miguel:
(mind changes to last night; starts getting horny again) Ooooooohhh... I like the
sound of that.

Sean
kisses Miguel again, and again, and again before Miguel stuffs his face for the
last kiss. Miguel starts eating fast.

Sean:
(laughs) Slow down baby... It'll still be here.

Miguel.
(mouth full) I know (sips orange juice; thinking about that ass)

Sean
just laughs while getting the next gift.


Eminem
just left rehearsals after witnessing one of the most hectic situations that
went in the blink of an eye. Before rehearsals, his hype man, Ron Zing, kept
getting messages from his baby mother about now finding out he was having an
affair with her 20 year old brother since they've been together. He didn't care,
at first. He left her before and did not care about break up with her again,
until it got to the point where she started harassing him sending him
threatening messages that really fucked up his vibe that morning.

Eminem:
Dude, don't let her fuck you up. Remember, get that money, take care of you and
your kid, and keep it moving.

Ron:
I am man... I just got a bad feeling right now.

It also
got to the point where Ron started shaking a little bit like he was about to
have some sort of attack in front of him. Eminem had to have him cool off in
the dressing room while doing sound check. When Ron was cool, he started
heading to the stage, but gets a big surprise when his baby mother steps right
in to face. Out of no where! Eminem watched from a distance as she took the
first swing and punched the shit out of him. Didn't say shit Just swung! Eminem,
staff, and security came to break up the fight as she started tearing the shirt
right off his back. His natural reflexes came in and he smacked the shit out
her left arm for her to let go.

Baby
Mother: Oh now you REALLY fucked up!

Ron
got even more scared when realizing she called her older twin brothers on him.
One was already charging after him and got him to run out the building. Eminem
and staff ran to his aid but was too late. Ron dove into his car, and before he
could put the keys in the ignition, one of the twins was in a car, and smashed
into him, as planned. The speed he was going was so fast, the car tilted on the
drivers side. The car didn't make a complete roll. It fell back on 4 wheels
when the twin hit reverse. Both twins and the baby mama dove back into the car
and hit it.

Everybody's
jaw dropped, watching this traumatic situation as if it was a movie. The baby
mother taunted along with the twins out the window as they sped off. By the
time they were gone, you could hear the sirens close by. Eminem and other aided
Ron immediately as he started bleeding, shaking, looking blank out in space. They
took care of him, called the cops, an ambulance came, they encouraged him that
he's gonna be alright. Even Eminem who could not just digest what the fuck just
happened to his hype man.

Since
the hospital wasn't too far, ambulance came right away and saved him just in
time. They cut rehearsals for the day and everyone reported to the hospital to
see if he was okay. After an hour, the doctor returned. When asked if he was
okay, here's what he had to say:

Doctor.
He's really suffering some internal bleeding.. Not only did he suffer from
getting hit by that car, but he also endured a serious seizure during the
process. We can't perform any more procedures unless –

Voice:
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where's the paper work?

Doctor:
Who are you?

Dante:
Dante Oliver. His HUSBAND. My name is in his paperwork for me to sign off.

After
going over the paper work, the doctor took off to continue the procedures.
After sitting down, Dante receives the hand of Eminem. Eminem "ain't Gay", but
he couldn't act all homophobic knowing his mans, and his mans man, and the fact
he fuck niggas too. He extended his hand out to Dante, who looks at him and
shakes his hand.

Dante:
You're the man my husband works with right?

Eminem:
Yeah... Just so you know my number's in his phone. If y'all need anything, let me
know. I'll be back to check on him.

Dante:
(Fighting back tears) Aight. Cool.  Nice
to meet you.

Eminem:
(feels bad) Nice to meet you too.

Dante
gets comfort by his best friend who cries with him. On the way out, Eminem
bumps into his ex boyfriend,

Eminem:
Oh shit! I'm sor – Sean?

Sean:
Mybad! You – Marshell?

Both
gives each other a long hug.

Sean:
How you been? Everything's alright?

Eminem:
Ehh...

Sean:
What happened? You okay?

Eminem:
Ron got into some shit, and got into a car accident.

Sean:
Ron? Is he alright? Which room is he in?

Eminem:
In the ER to the left.

Sean:
Thanks!

Eminem:
Oh and Sean!

Sean:
Yeah?

Eminem:
Nice seeing you again. (smiles)

Sean:
(smiles) Nice seeing you too.

Both
depart. Sean checks on Ron while Eminem just arrives back at his hotel. As soon
as he gets in, Lil' Wayne is in the bed, stroking his dick through his boxers.

Eminem:
Really dude?

Weezy:
What? You forgot?

Eminem:
Forgot what?

Weezy:
The plan my man? It's effect now!

Eminem:
(remembers) Aww shit!

Eminem
hears Trey Songz and Tyga shouting in the room next to them. Can't hear what
they're shouting about, but only Wizzy knows. It's why he's getting himself
hard and laughing. Eminem just sat, disgusted but stuck in realization in
what's occurring. Just then, there's a bang at their door. Eminem looks at
Weezy.

Eminem:
Whatchu do?

Weezy:
(gets naked; throws robe on) Answer the door nigga! The plan!

Unenthusiastically,
Eminem gets up and opens the door. It's Tyga.

Tyga:
Hey. You got a minute? I need to talk to you.

Eminem
looks back, throws his coat back on, and heads out. While walking through the
hotel to Tyga's car, they both drive off while Tyga turns off his phone and
drives through the night.

Eminem:
Aight, we out of ears. Whats up?

Tyga:
Man... everything. Idk if I can do this anymore with Trey.

Eminem:
(flips the script) Whats wrong? (acting like he don't know)

Tyga:
(long pause) I think he's cheating on me.

Eminen:
(fake unnoticeable surprise) What?? With who?

Tyga:
With Wiz man. Jay was gone, and I had to talk to him. I went over to ask Wiz for
Jay-Z's new number and I caught him trying to get all fresh with my man and
shit.

Eminem:
What he do?

Tyga:
He was standing behind Trey and started grabbing his ass,

Eminem:
(fakes shock reaction) Yoooo...

Tyga:
Right? I almost killed his ass!

Eminem:
What Trey do?

Tyga:
He thought it was me, but when he found out though, I think he was gonna curse
him out before I tackled him to the floor and nearly beat his face in. Trey
stopped me on the first punch.

Eminem:
So you just jumped to conclusions?

Tyga:
(pauses) I think I did man. (turns on phone: calls Trey; leaves voicemail) Hey
baby. I'm sorry about accusing you of sleeping with Wiz. I... I know you're not
that type of guy, but seeing how that shit went down got my mind tripping you
know? And –

Eminem
just sat there with guilt sitting on his chest. He knew they were gonna argue.
He knew Wiz was gonna pull that stunt. How? Weezy paid him to and promised to
help him get some of that boi pussy Trey was holding too after Weezy and him.
His job was to distract Tyga, and blindfold him until Weezy was done with Trey.
However, with all that has happened that day, Eminem decided to help instead of
killing this relationship.

Eminem:
I think you should tell him in person.

Tyga:
I will.

Tyga
makes a u-turn back to the hotel. He enter's their suite but doesn't see Trey.
He calls him but no answer.

Tyga:
He probably went for a walk.

Eminem:
(thinks fast) Aight. I'll see you later. Let me know when you talk to him.

Tyga:
You aight?

Eminem:
Got a lot on my mind, but rather not talk about it. I'll just see you later.

Tyga:
Aight. (slaps him up)

Eminem
leaves and rushes to Weezy's room. Hoping it's not too late. He enters Weezy's
room to seeing Trey naked in the bed, ass and legs spread while giving Weezy a
mean blowjob. Eminem' heart started beating real fast. He looks at them, and
then rushes to Weezy's drawer and noticed what was left of the stuff they
sniffed to get extra horny was gone. His face turned red before turning his
head seeing Weezy thrusting in mid air in Trey's now thirsty throat. Eminem
wanted to break it up, but seeing Trey all spread across the bed like that started
getting him hard as hell. Mindlessly, he started stroking himself through his
jeans and made him stop. He then realized Wayne was about to nutt.

Weezy:
Uhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkk!!!!!

Trey
bobbed his head as Weezy came all down his throat. Trey stroked and sucked way
on that fudge popsicle until the cream was gone. He lick the head, wrapped his
lips around it, and gave it a whirl.

Weezy:
(sleepy like) Oh shyyt.

Weezy
dose off when Trey started licking his nutts. Knowing Weezy, he probably took
the shit too, and now fell asleep. Knowing the stuff, his high is now wearing
down, but not Treys. Trey was going hard for more. Now that he got more cum in
his system, he's now feening for it even more! Like a Zombie for sex. Still
stroking and sucking him when he's now limp.

 Eminem knew pulling him out of here right now
like this would be a bad move. Ain't no other way of cooling this high but
putting him to sleep. He didn't wanna physically hurt him, and adding extra
chemicals like sleeping pills will just hurt him internally. So he did what he
had to do.

Eminem:
Yo bitch!

Trey
looks back to seeing Eminem flashing his cock out the fly of his pants. With
the amount of guilt in Eminem, he wanted to be over fast. Trey walked his way
to him fast, got on his knees, and started sucking him real good.

Eminem:
Wow. Shit.

Trey
already had him pulsating in his mouth. Eminem buckled up his knees and started
fucking his face. Trey looked Eminem in his eyes with the dick invading his
thick, juicy plumped lips that's just as plumped as his ass. Eminem couldn't take
it! He had to pull out now. Trey looked offended, but happy when Eminem sat on
the edge of the bed, with his dick straight up. Trey took the lube beside him,
lubed his ass up fast as he could while walking to him. Eminem took his pants
and boxers off all the way, and crawled up more on the bed, now laying beside
Weezy who's knocked the fuck out.  Trey
got over him. Grabbing Eminem's dick and stroking it with the lube in his
hands. So sloppy with it, with a crazed yet sexy look of lust in his eyes, and
dick harder then a motherfucker. Eminem grabbed his own dick while Trey say on
it


Trey:
Uhhh!!! Fuck!

Eminem:
Oooooooohhhhhhh your ass feels so good! So tight!

Trey
got into position and rode away. His fat ass cheeks smacking against Eminem's
hairy pelvis. Trey was grinding on that dick, bouncing on the shit. Eminem knew
if he stroked him off right now, Trey would grow tired and fall asleep. He
already came up with the perfect explanation.

Eminem:
Fuck it!

Eminem
grabbed those cheeks of Treys, and started fucking upwards. Trey starts
panting.

Trey:
Ahhh shit! Fuck my ass bra! Fuck my ass!!

Eminem:
You like that dick? (smacks that fat wet ass) You like that shit? (smacks that
ass loud as hell) Like that shit!

Trey:
Fuck yes! Fuck my ass! Oooooooohhhhhh! Oh daddy!

Eminem
was thrusting so far up, his nuts was smacking against Trey's cheeks. When
Eminem slowed down, Trey picked up, and they met at a rhythm. Both moaning out
loud. Eminem flips the script, and pushed Trey forward on his back as he hovered
over Trey, pushing Trey's legs behind his eyes, and started fucking him
missionary style. Trey didn't have to do shit anymore. With nothing on, he
enjoyed the fuck along with Eminem who had nothing but his white sox and grey
hoodie on who just said "Fuck it"! He knew if Trey came, it was over. He was
gonna enjoy this shit. He was hitting it so hard, he felt Trey's hole tighten
up on him even more. Trey, with his eyes closed, started shouting.

Trey:
Oh fuck! Shit! Uhhh!

Trey
started shooting cum all over himself. Hitting his chest and his face. His abs
tightened up to every shot as he stroked himself for more and started playing with
his own nipples. Eminem kept fucking until he could feel it. The moment he's
been lusting for was finally about to happen, and so unexpected too!

Eminem:
Fuuuuuucccckkkk!!!!

Eminem
didn't even pull out. He kept fucking, and fucking, cumming, and cumming, until
all shots that were fired were finished. He drilled that ass so good, Trey was
asking for more. Eminem wasn't too proud to bed at that moment for a round 2,
but was starting to come back to his senses. Mean while Trey dosed the fuck
off.  Eminem laid on him until he was
good and ready to make him take a shower, get all that cum out, get him
dressed, and sleep on the couch. Fortunately for Eminem, the after effect of
the drug is you a memory laps. Meaning, you forget the shit when you wake up.
So the only person who an remember shit that happened was Eminem. After Eminem
did what he had to do with Trey, he called Tyga over. Waking him up.

Eminem:
Yo! He's over here!

Tyga:
(waking up) The fuck? (catches himself knowing he hates Weezy) Thanks man. I
know I can count on you.

Eminem:
(looking at it from a different pint) No problem man. Anytime.

When
Tyga came over, he awed at his man was laid out on the couch with the covers
over him.

Eminem:
Yeah. He came over, like you did, but crying and shit. Talking about y'all
relationship. I comforted him, made him feel better (pun intended), and he fell
asleep on the couch. Watching "Love & Hip-Hop: ATL".

Tyga
believed his friend. Looking at Trey, nothing else mattered anymore. He forgot
why he was mad, and didn't wanna do nothing but bring his baby back to where he
was. He walked up to Trey, picked him, put his arm over his shoulder and walked
him back to his room. Eminem knew he was gonna spend the night with him tonight
again, and let it happen. Cause when he made Trey cum, he may have toke off the
high, for now. Knowing that he came in his ass, he kinda made the last bit of
the high still linger in his system. Long enough to when Trey wakes up, he gon
want some of that Tyga cock in his mouth instantly. So he knew Tyga gonna be
happy in the morning, waking up to some hot make-up sex.

Eminem:
Goodnight!

Tyga:
Goodnight!

Eminem,
just thinking it was all over, he realized he forgot to close Weezy's door. Whe
he was just bout to, Weezy turned over onto his stomach, now exposing his soft,
devil chocolate cakes. Eminem's cock started rising in his PJs. He knew he
liked cakes, but damn. He never got hard seeing cakes like those, and he never
thought it would be Weezy he would be tempted to fuck next. Knowing how dirty
Weezy was for starting all this shit that happened tonight, he decided to play
karma at the moment. He pulls down his Hanes pj bottoms, and started stroking
his hard 7inch cock again. Weezy, snoring like ever, doesn't even know what's
going on around him as Eminem walks up beside him, back on the bed, stroking
his cock, and started observing his ass. He started kissing Wezzy's booty.
Smacking them lightly and getting a hand fuck of each cake. Weezy started
moaning in his sleep. Eminem takes it to the next level.

He
takes his dick, spread's Weezy's cheeks, put his dick in between, pushed down
on them cakes, and started stroking his dick between them.

Eminem:
Mmmm... fuck.

This
whole situation was thrilling to Eminem! He loved surprising niggas and bitches
with the dick when they're sleep, and that's just what he about to do. He
grabbed the lube, soaped up his cock (and only his cock), aimed, and fired!
Woke Wezzy right up!

Weezy:
Ahhhh fuck! Fuck! What the fuck man!

Eminem:
(Grabs Wezzy by the dreads) Shut your bitch ass up! (slaps Weezy in the face)


Weezy
didn't know what the fuck he was waking up too, but he like it. Not the pain,
but the situation was starting to get him going. Secretly, himself, he loved
getting his booty played with, and when Eminem wasn't around that day, he gave
it up lovely to Wiz. He knew damn well Wiz wasn't gonna do that shit just for
cash. He knew he wanted that ass. So when Eminem left his suite for rehearsal,
he pulled Wiz's dick out and sucked that shit lovely. Wiz put it down too! So
good Wizzy was just dreaming about it, but was shocked as fuck to find out it
wasn't him, but Eminem was doing a lot more. Pulling his hair, smacking him the
face, and just rode his ass like no tomorrow. Weezy pleaded for him not to
stop, much to Eminem's surprise who was gonna keep going either way.

Eminem:
Who the King of Rap nigga!?! (swacks that ass) WHO THE KING NIGGA!?!?

Weezy:
Ahhh shit! You is, baby! You king!

Eminem:
Who's ass is this?!!?

Weezy:
Yoos nigga! Ahh! Yours King!

Emen:
Don't (waks his ass) fucking forget it either!

Eminem
was already bout to cum. He pulled the fuck out when he was read, turned Weezy
over and  shot nut all over his face and
neck.

Eminem:
Fuuuuuuucccckkkkk!!!

Eminem
relieved, while stroking his shit fast as ever. When he was finished, his
breathing was heavy. He was about to pull his shit back up and leave, but Weezy
stopped him.

Weezy:
Come on man. (stroking himself) Help a brother out.

Eminem
came back, lubbed up his hands, and just stroked Weezy off.

Weezy:
Ohh (moans) Just like that?

Eminem:
Hell yeah! (beating Wayne's meat)

Weezy's
beath started to pick up. SO was his thrusts, and started shooting all over the
place.

Weezy:
Shit man! I'mma cum!

Eminem:
Already did nigga.

Weezy:
Fuck!

Weezy
started relaxing while Eminem stroked him to the last drop. Eminem never tasted
cum before, not even his own, and decided to taste Weezys. He put the head to
his mouth, started stroking, and immediately wanted to spit it back out. Wezzy
just laughed at his expression.

To be continued...


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