@~~{~~~ Black Love on The Court~~~}~~@
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FLASHBACK
I was so distraught and I did not know where to turn. All I knew was that I had to get to that hospital and fast. I ran to the police but they wouldn't offer me a ride and Dean Cannon had to apologize to Hilary for the display she had to see here at this school. The only one standing with me in that parking lot was Antoine. I turned and looked at him and he had nothing but a big smile on his face.
FLASHBACK
"What the fuck are you laughing at?" I shouted at Antoine.
"You." he said simply.
"Oh so this shit is funny to you, huh?" I yelled.
"Uh, yeah. Here you are so sprung on this dude that faints at the thought of going to jail. Pussy." he said moving closer to me. "You should have been up with a guy like me, instead of this punk who is already fucked up enough as it is." he said with a big smile.
"What the hell is your problem. After all that crap you saw go on in that room and how badly he was beat up, you still have the audacity to make a pass at me? And then down talk Steve while doing so?" I said in the most sarcastic tone I could muster at the time.
"Quite frankly, I can care less about Steve and I don't understand why you do. I mean he aint shit but a pretty face. He's not a real nigga. Not like me." He said smoothly.
"Antoine I hope you don't think that I'm listening to this bull your saying to me because I don't have the time. I need to get to this hospital." I told him.
"Well I can take you. . . . come on let's go" he said happily as he began to walk to his car.
Now I just stood there because I was trying to process what had just happened. I know that I just played him, with an intention on trying to make him feel bad. Then on top of that, he is offering to take me to see the same boy who he just played himself. But at this time I really have no other choice at hand. I really need to get to this hospital, who knows when the next time I will be able to see him. And maybe if I get there early enough I can explain the situation over to the policemen so that my boy doesn't end up in jail. By this time Antoine had already drove up to me and unlocked his doors. I still didn't want to but I got in because all I could think about was what they were doing to Steve.
"You know he is at Olympia right?" I said as I hopped in the car.
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know where the fag is." Antoine said with a smile on his face.
"Watch your mouth dude; I don't like it when people talk about him like that." I snapped back.
"What, I mean that's what he is right? I mean he dresses like one and he fucks dudes so I mean what else am I supposed to call him?" he laughed
"Well if I remember correctly, you like dick too, am I right? And your clothes are not exactly 'straight' either." I said looking him up and down.
"Whatever. I bet you he wouldn't defend you the way you are defending him right now." he said
"What the hell do you mean?! He just whooped your ass over me earlier today. You sound stupid right now." I said with a laugh "And then he defended me against his father, his own flesh and blood. Yo punk ass would have never done that!" I shouted.
"Alright little boy!" Antoine shouted as he slammed on his breaks "You are not going to keep treating me like this, while you're in my car anyway!" he said.
His outburst took me by surprise and basically shut me up. I didn't know what he was going to do next; I was afraid he was going to put me out of his car right then. I stared into his eyes trying to read what was going to happen next. After about thirty seconds he grinned and started driving again. So instead of facing him I turned and looked out of the window. That's when I noticed that we were no where near Olympia Hospital, our school, or even our neighborhood to be completely honest. I had no clue where we were. It was not long before panic started to sink in and a little voice in my head started screaming "I told you so! I told you so!" How could I have gotten into this mess. Soon enough, Antoine noticed the worried look on my face and sped up the car. Within the next sixty seconds we where in a parking lot at some forest preserve.
I didn't know what to do or what to think. I didn't even know how I should react to this. But soon enough I thought the best way to deal with it was to just remain calm, but I guess the message didn't get to my mouth fast enough because as soon as he parked, I snapped.
"Where the fuck are we?!" I shouted. "This is not Olympia Hospital Antoine! Where are we?!" I continued.
He looked at me and began to take his seat belt off saying "Calm down little boy, we only about a mile out or two out of town. I thought we could use a little quiet time, you know to get our minds of things for a second."
"Antoine, for one my boyfriend is in the hospital bleeding to death from a head wound, and there is nothing you or anybody else can do to get that off of my mind! And two, why the hell do we have to come all the way out here to some fucking forest preserve for a little quiet time as you put it?!" I said all in one breath.
" This is where me and my friends go when we need time to ourselves. So stop yelling and calm down." he said calmly
"How can I calm down, huh?!" I shouted even louder "All you do is fuck with me and I don't understand why!"
"You are so sexy when you're mad" he said coming closer to me.
"What are you doing?" I said shakily.
"You know what I want, Ty. And if you give me what I wand, then I will give you want you want. You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. You feel me?" he said slowly.
My first reaction was to just punch him and run out of the car but then I realized that I have no clue where I am and I don't know how far away he had actually taken me. Not to mention we are right here next to a forest preserve full of animals I know nothing about. I looked at him for a sign that he would withdraw his proposition but all I saw was him groping his crotch. I took a deep breath and decided to play it cool (this time I actually did it).
"So, how can I help you?" I said in the weakest attempt at seductive I have ever mustered.
"Let me see those head skills. . . . come suck me up." he whispered
I had so many thoughts going on in my head as I began to lean over to him: What am I doing? Is this really happening? How did I get into this situation? Is Steve in jail yet? Wow, does this dude really expect me to put this all in my mouth? OOOOH.... I guess so.
After a while of this he began to moan and grab my head. He started to thrust his cock in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat as he did. All nine inches of this black dick was slamming into my mouth, in and out in and out. He started picking up his pace as he grabbed my head with two hands. He got deeper and deeper down my throat with each thrust. I decided to participate in this sexual escapade seeing as I had no other choice. I grabbed his dick and bobbed my head up and down, rolling my tongue from the tip of his dick all the way down the shaft. Once I came up his cock I would suck on the head which would make him squirm with pleasure. Pretty soon his thrusts and my bobbing became coordinated and our speed increased. He began to moan loudly and move his dick around in my mouth. And soon his speed started to decrease and I was hoping he was about to cum. But then he pulled out of my mouth, leaving me gasping for air.
"That was good Ty, you got skills." he said between breaths "But we're not done yet"
"Still want some more, I can make you cum, I promise." I said in an attempt to speed this process along.
"I'm sure you could but that's not how I wanna cum." he said.
"Oh yeah? Well how do you want to cum?" I said in more of an inquisitive manner than a seductive one.
"I want some ass." he said bluntly
"Oh hell naw! No Antoine, I'm not doing that! So you can forget it!" I screamed.
He jumped at me, grabbed me, and said "You gone give it to me" in a sinister whisper
"Hell naw I won't!" I said as I tried to get away, but his hold was so strong I couldn't get loose.
We began to wrestle in that car. He grabbed me and started to pull off my clothes and I continued fighting him and tried to keep my clothes on. Before I knew it my shirt and shoes were off and we had found our way to the back seat of his car. I had got in a few good punches to his nose but it didn't stop him. We must have been wrestling hard because the windows of his car were fogged up. He had managed to flip me over and force my face into the cushion of his seat. I kicked and screamed but nothing seemed to work. About thirty seconds later I felt the most excruciating pain I have ever felt in my life. Not only did it hurt going in, but the pain got worse as he began to thrust. I never, in a million years, would have thought of ever being in this situation three weeks ago before I moved out here.
He turned me over and I saw his face. He was all sweaty and was bleeding a little from his nose but he didn't care. He kept going in deeper and deeper. I could no longer scream. Either my voice was gone from all the yelling and screaming or the shock and pain I was experiencing prevented sound to come out of me. I looked up and saw that the windows were fogged, but through the fogged windows I saw red and blue. I thought I was hallucinating, but just then the back car doors were yanked open from both sides with police officers pointing guns at us.
"Freeze fags!" said one officer
"I'm tired of you prostitutes coming up here! Get out of the car! Now!" said the second one.
Antoine yanked his dick out of me and stepped outside putting his hands up. As for me, I couldn't move. When Antoine got up there was blood all over the seat. The last thing I heard was "Holy Shit!" before I blacked out. . . . .
When I woke up, all I saw were bars. That's when I thought oh fuck, I'm in jail. But then I looked up and saw a white ceiling and I noticed that I was in a white robe type thing. I touched my arm and noticed there was an I.V. in there and that's when it dawned on me that I was in a hospital. I turned my head to the right to look through the bars, and laying in the bed next to mine I saw Steve with I.V. his arm as well. He was awake with eyes burning a whole straight through me. . . . .a burn of intent fury......
Chapter 8 is next!!!!!