Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2012 17:06:31 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Cee <gaymalesex_99@yahoo.com> Subject: Sure Thing (Chapter 4) This story is total fiction. The characters used are either recording artists, models, or actors/actress, if being gay is total fiction. I would like to thank Deon Goodman for supporting the ideas for the story, and coming up with it. If you are under age (-18), please dismiss yourself from this site. Thank you. Chapter 4 _____________________________________________ Lloyd sat in Nicki's suite along with Tyga and Trey Songz. All on the balcony, as they all talked. Nicki: Okay. So whats the scoop? Trey: (interrupts Lloyd) We're in love. Nicki: No shit. (they laughed) I mean, like who's roomed together with who? Trey: Ugh.. I'm with Weezy. Nicki: Don't say "Ugh.." That's my brother. Trey: Girl... Tyga: I'm with Slim Shady. Lloyd: Wiz Khalifa. Nicki: How does Miguel feel about that? Lloyd: Whatchu mean? Nicki: I mean.. Trey: We all know y'all fucking. So.. Lloyd: How? Nicki: We all can tell, boo. So spill it, what's the tea? Lloyd: *scuffles*idek yet. We haven't spoke. Tyga: Who he wit? Lloyd: Usher. Nicki, Trey, Tyga: : Oooohhh Nicki: Good luck with that sweetie. Usher stay turning another man's head. Tyga: Whether it's intentional or not. Lloyd: Na.. I trust him. He won't fuck me over. Trey: There we go! Have a little faith! Lloyd: (smiles) Thanks. So what about you too? Trey: (looks deep into Tyga's eyes; smiles)We gon be good. . As these 4 went on about their relationships and future plans on the tour, in a room further down was a lot of headboard knocking and ass tapping as Drake drilled J. Cole's head into the bed sheets. Cole: Fuck mane!! Uhh! Drake: Yeah take this dick nigga!! Take this dick! Cole: Uhhh! Fuck me! Kanye: Yeah... you like rap dick don't you nigga? Drake: Nigga like that solid gold dick, my nigga... Yeah.. Kanye sat back in a chair and stoked his fat 9inch dick as he sat with his legs wide open, phone out, recording the hot fuck session, completely naked himself, watching J. Cole take Drizzy's fat 8inch cock in his hungry hole. In doggystyle position, J. Cole slipped onto his belly from the socked sheets that lie underneath him , with Drake still in him and over him. Drake continued to thrust the fellow rapper, breathing heaving in his ears as they both pant they life away. That ass was so warm, so tight, and so wet, Drake's dairy ball sack tightend as he slowly fucked the fellow rapper, Soon, filling Cole's ass wil so much nutt it seeped down Cole's hairly cakes and dangled down Drake's balls. Drake: Fuck... Kanye: Finished nigga? (turns off camera; hides phone) My turn. Drake: Hold on nigga. Drake pulled out slowly, still hard, both moaning at the same time. Cole turned over on his back and stroked himself. Drake climbed over him and Cole let Drake shove his cock down his throat. Drake: Yeah... suck that shit. Impatiently, Kanye lubed himself up, got on the bed and fingered Cole's wet hole. Then he thought of something so devious yet so sexual. He took Drake's own cum from Cole's on his index and middle finger and started probing Drake's ass with his own shit. Drake: Nigga what the ... fuck... Drake took both sexual explorations of getting sucked and finger fucked at the same time, soon coating a new layer in Cole's mouth. Cole choked on the dick when it started to cover fill and coughed it up all over the floor next to him. Kanye pulled his fingers out Drakes ass as Drake got off the bed, grabbed a shower towel headed to the bathroom. Drake: and you better clean that shit up before you leave nigga. I ain't playing. Cole could do nothing but moan in shock as he leaned over the bed, Kanye from behind already started his fuck session with J. Cole. On his side with one leg up now and with Kanye in between, Cole sat there and took the dick as he's usually ordered by Kanye. Kanye: Fuck! Shit... he warmed you up just nice for me! Now take this shit! Before taking his shower, Drake watched Kanye fuck the dick receiving rapper, seeing his own cum foam all over Kanye's dick from furiously sucking Cole. Drake was somewhat sexually drained from Cole's hole so he decided to take his shower before his roomie shows up. Kanye: What's my name nigga? (no response; smacks his ass) Whats my name nigga?! Cole: Yeezy! Kanye: (hauls Cole on top of him; hauls Cole's legs over Cole's own chest; raises his knees) That ain't my name nigga! But that's whats gon be yo ass though! That's whats gonna be in yo ass though! Some Yeezy and Drizzy shit my nigga! Fuck! Kanye smashed, smashed, and smashed that ass. Hitting that shit up in the air like he hitting weights at a work out session. Though it was a work out session alright, a work out session for Cole's hole. Kanye: Who dick in yo ass nigga!? Who rocking yo shit, nigga?! Cole: (Screams) UHHHH!!! YOURS KANYE!! Kanye: WHO'S!? Cole: KANYES!!!! Voice: WHAT THE FUCK!?! Yeezy stopped and both him and Cole looked to seeing Deonte (Jay-Z's assistant) at the door. Cole quickly forced himself off of Yeezy and tried to hide himself while getting his shit together, running to Dante at the door when he grabs them Cole: OH MY GOD! PLEEEAASSSEEE DON'T TELL JAY ABOUT THIS!! Deonte: WHERE IS DRAKE?! Cole: Bathroom. Deonte: (scuffles) Should have known! GET Y'ALL ASS OUT OF HERE NOW! Cole: PLEASE DON'T TELL JAY! Kanye: (Chases Cole to the door; yells to Cole out the door) I'M COMING BACK FOR THAT ASS TOO NIGGA! I GOT YOU ON TAPE! (laughs) Cole looked back scared as shit, however, entered his room as quick as he could before anyone realizes he's naked. While Kanye laughed, Deonte argued with Drake (who was forced to come out of the shower early) about what's going on. Kanye got his shit together, however at the same time kept instigating the argument. Deonte: Yeezy! Get the fuck out of here! Kanye: (Presses him) Who the fuck you talking to? Deonte: YOU MOTHERFUCKER! Kanye: NIGGA I'LL PULL THE PLUG FROM YOUR JOB NIGGA! Drake: Calm it Yeezy! I got this! I'll see you later! Drake walked Kanye to the door as he finishes his argument with Deonte. Mean while, Miguel finally made it to his room. He breathes in the fine scent of strawberries, and the unexpected sounds of somebody in the bath tub. He didn't wanna interrupt them so he dropped his bags and before he took another foot into the room, he was snatched up from behind. Somebodies arms came between his arms, hands all the way to his chest as they inhale his sent from the side of his neck. Miguel turned around expecting it to be Lloyd when it was somebody else. To be continued... 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