Another Hood Love (7 page)

No matter what the money looked like and the fame felt like, I had a lot ahead of me and I planned to live that out. I wanted Laela to be by my side as I lived my life; college, NFL, kids, all that was good – I wanted to share with her. Thoughts of Laela were halted as I felt my dick being snatched out my boxers; warm wet lips slid down to the base, and saliva dripped down my balls as I let out a low moan, enjoying the head that Ericka gave me. After Ericka went to handle that shit for us, I let her come back to the spot. I didn’t want to be alone and since my bitch wasn’t around, I had settled for the next best thing.

Ericka was a little freak bitch from around the way that I fucked with more often than I should; I didn’t really have any feelings for her, but I respected her hustle because she was definitely about her money. She was a year older than me, and I had been dealing with her for about two years. She was the perfect little side bitch though; she played her position, and I didn’t have to worry about her going and running her mouth about what we had going on to anybody to where it would get back to Laela. Leala knew of Ericka from the block and knew we were cool, and the Squad occasionally used her for small jobs around, but she recently had begun to run packs on our out-of-state missions when we sent a few girls to different states with sliders a few times a month. Ericka was smart, unlike these other little broads that loved to run their mouth about whose dick they was sucking and fucking, which always started a bunch of drama and in turn caused their water to run dry; I didn’t have those issues.

I fucked other hoes occasionally, but I loved my bitch. I was a real hood nigga with money and the hoes came a dime a dozen, so yea I indulged at times but I didn’t love none of these other hoes, and they definitely didn’t get the boyfriend treatment. I would use them for what they had to offer and that was it; more times than none, all they could really do for me is get my dick wet and get me some money. I didn’t want anything more than that from these raggedy ass bitches anyway. I kept my shit tight though; I couldn’t have these hoes out here trying to play my bitch, trying to make her look stupid because of what I was out here doing. I took care of Laela and let every bitch knew that the wifey position was already filled, and they could enjoy the ride and perks of fucking with a real nigga but anything more wasn’t happening. They could either go with the flow or kick rocks; it never made me any never mind either way – it was hella hoes out here.

Ericka began to slurp faster and with more force as she twirled her pierced tongue around the head of my dick, and forced it down her throat without gagging. Her throat was deep and her head game was A1, but I would rather just get sucked by her than to fuck on her because even though her head was excellent, her pussy was just average. She had cream, but her shit didn’t grip my dick and I liked that tight shit. I was enjoying the moment and my nut was building up, so I began to pump roughly into her mouth; she kept that shit sloppy and was taking it like a champ as I continued to stab at her tonsils. She gripped my balls and began massaging them as she went in on my dick, sucking it and making loud suction noises.

I watched her as my dick appeared and disappeared down her throat; just as I felt my nut coming, she jumped up and sat down on my dick while stroking near the base.

“Fuck!” I moaned; she smiled a sneaky smile and began bouncing up and down on my wet dick. I grabbed her waist and guided her motions too control her pace. I started slow to ease my dick in her, and then started beating her shit up.

“Grip my dick,” I commanded as I slowed up the pace so that her pussy muscles could grip my shit.

“Mmmm Jahlil this dick is good,” she said.

“Bitch don’t call me by my government, the fuck you doing?” I growled as I slammed her down hard onto my dick.

“Aagh!” she yelled out as I tried to punish her with my dick. I continued to fuck her with no mercy and held her tight as she tried to run. My dick was long and thick, so I knew she was feeling the pain but so what; I needed my nut and she had fucked up by calling me by my government like we were intimate – nah bitch, this was just a nut and nothing more. As I pounded into her my nut built up and as my dick began to squirt off, I tried to push her off me but she clamped her legs around me and held me inside, until I had released all my babies inside of her.

“Damnit!” I said as I roughly pushed her thick ass off of me. I fucked up by running up in her raw, but she caught me off guard and I didn’t even think about it until now.

I went and hopped in the shower, thinking about graduation. I had to hurry up and get dressed. I still had to get back to the town and meet up with the Squad at Laela’s house before we all left to go to the school. I stepped out the shower and wrapped the towel around my waist. As I entered back in the room, Ericka was laying in the bed on her phone scrolling through Instagram. I reached into my pants pocket and threw her a few blue faces, and told her to go buy a Plan B pill because I already knew her dumb ass wasn’t on any birth control.

It was fucked up; even the smartest of hoes could become dumb behind dick. Most bitches didn’t have a pot to piss in but wanted to trap a nigga with a baby, thinking it would change something and he will become their meal ticket. So many hoes thought like that and then ended up single parents, while that nigga lived his life and wasn’t giving their ass two thoughts.

She looked at me like I was crazy when I tossed the dough at her.

“What, the fuck you looking like that for?” I asked as I grabbed my clothes out of the bag from the closet.

“Why you act like I ain’t good enough to carry your baby?” she asked; I whipped around hella quick – was this bitch retarded?

“Bitch I got a whole ass girlfriend and she gonna be the only bitch to carry my seed, period – so shut all that punk shit up because you know what the fuck this is, and if you tripping then you can cut!” I yelled at her while staring in her tear-stained face.

Fuck, I didn’t need this right now but I knew I would have to finesse her a bit, because I couldn’t have her react on her feelings and do something stupid because of some dick that wasn’t ever hers to begin with. She got up and shook her head, wiping tears from her cheeks as I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

“My bad boo, I’m still a little uptight from everything going on but you already know my situation.” I had lowered my voice and began rubbing her back in hopes of calming her down before I continued to speak, “I got love for you, but you know I am not trying to even think about having kids right now, I’m young and having fun, so go get the Plan B pill and cut all that crying shit out.” She looked at me and nodded her head. “A real nigga graduating today ma, let me enjoy the day, aight?”

“Yeah, my bad boo I guess I was just tripping off losing this dick,” she said.

I pulled up to Laela’s house and I could see that everybody else was already there, so I hopped out my whip and walked up to the front door as I rang the doorbell. I checked myself out; I was fly as shit in a pair of silver-mirrored Giuseppe sneakers, with a pair of white True jeans held up by an all-white Giuseppe quilted leather plaque belt, and topped off with a blue, white, and silver button-up Burberry shirt. Yeah a nigga was fly as hell.

I looked up as Jaeda’s cousin Jamiya came to open the door. Every time I came around, her ass was eye fucking me something serious. I pushed past her and headed towards the upstairs family room where I heard everybody laughing. Jamiya and her sister Tamia were thots; from the West to the East, I knew plenty of niggas that had a story or two to tell about their freaky asses, and those hoes were reckless. They loved to trick off their money partying and getting high with anybody that was willing to show them an ounce of attention. It was sad because they were making their father look bad. Big Ken was the man in the streets, but his wife and girlfriend were the hottest strippers that everybody had seen naked, ass and titties bouncing all over, and his daughters were loose and a nigga from damn near every spot had done something freaky with their asses. Tommy was as real as it got when it came to his family. I’m glad that Jaeda and Laela were nothing like their hoe ass cousins.

I walked in the room and greeted everybody as Laela walked up to me and kissed me on my lips. I missed my baby and I couldn’t wait until tonight when I could be up under her, and under the skirt she had on. My babe was sexy as hell in a white skirt that stopped right above her knees, with a dark grey Burberry belt; the way the skirt hugged her ass and hips had me ready to bend her over in the bathroom before we cut. She was matching my fly with a royal blue Burberry button down blouse and some royal blue suede heels. Damn she looked good enough to eat, but that would have to wait.

“Hey babe, I got you something,” she said as she walked to the other side of the room and retrieved an all-black Gucci duffle bag out the corner, and placed it at my feet. I snatched the bag up off the floor and set it in my lap as I sat down. Opening the bag, I pulled out a fresh ass 49er jacket; I had been eyeing that jacket for months but never had a chance to get online to order it. I pulled out two boxes of cologne, the good shit too; both were new scents. Oh yea, babe had me right. Lastly, I pulled out a thick brown box that had Burberry written on top. I opened up the box to find a silver City watch with the blue face. Man – it was perfect with what I had on, so I threw that bitch on my wrist.

I put everything back in the bag, cheesing like a motherfucker as I got up and hugged Laela.

“Thanks babe, you always know how to treat me and get me right.” She giggled as she kissed my lips.

“Hey, try the jacket on so I can see how it fits,” she told me before giving me another peck on the lips. I grabbed the jacket and put it on; instinctively, I stuck my hands in the pockets. In my right pocket I pulled an envelope, and inside were 5 VIP tickets to see Rick Ross in concert in Arizona next month; in the left pocket I pulled out another envelope, and inside were two stacks of hundreds; $20,000. I shook my head because my babe really did it big for my big day, and I couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend. All these other hoes would have given me is some pussy and a headache. I had hit the jackpot with Laela; she was sexy as fuck and matched my fly to a tee, but she was also smart and gangster so her hustle matched mine perfectly.

After I opened my gift, I watched Tone open his gifts and Jaeda had did her thing for my nigga as well. Big Ken came in and congratulated us on our graduation, and handed both Tone and I a long rectangular box; both came with these fly ass David Yurman Royal cord bracelets with black diamonds. Them shits were like $5,000 and were nice as hell. Man, we were two young fly ass niggas and I couldn’t wait to get to graduation to walk that stage.

After a toast of champagne and about another 20 minutes, we headed out the house and took off en route to the school for the last time. Once we got to the school, Tone and I kissed the girls and went to meet up with the rest of the graduates before the ceremony began. After listening to director ramble on about what we were supposed to do and where we were all to be seated, like we hadn’t gone over it a million times already, we took our places and marched out in front of all of our family and friends.

As I walked out, I noticed Gio and his girlfriend China in the crowd, and he wore a huge smile as he gave me a head nod and a simple salute; I returned the gesture. A couple of seats down, I spotted Laela seated with the rest of the squad; she winked and blew me a kiss with her beautiful thick lips. I blew her one right back and then faced forward as we walked to take our places in the front rows beside the stage. As I reached the front, I noticed Ericka and her friend Sky seated in attendance as well; the bitch had the nerve to blow me a kiss. I was pissed because I clearly told this bitch not to come to the graduation. I scowled at her messy ass and took my seat.

The ceremony went by pretty fast, and it was finally time to walk the stage. My row stood up and took position next to the stairs, and my palms began to sweat, I wasn’t the most religious nigga, but I began to thank God for allowing me to make it this far, and for all of my blessings. As I was closing my prayer, the speaker was calling my name.

“Jahlil Jones,” she announced.

I took the steps on to the stage and walked towards her as I heard the crowd clap and cheer for me. I even heard my name being yelled a few times; I was so happy. After I grabbed my diploma, I turned and waved at the crowd and then blew a kiss to my babe. I stepped off the stage and waited for them to call my nigga Tone. Once they called Antonio Taylor, I was out my seat and yelling for my nigga; we had made it past our high school graduation, and that was a big deal for two niggas from the streets of Oakland. We had been accepted to a couple schools and had both received football scholarships. Today we would announce that we were going to attend Cal State Berkeley. We both wanted to remain close to the girls until they graduated so we decided to stay right here in the Bay, and Cal was a great school with a nice football program.

Once the ceremony had ended, I opened up my gown; I was too wett to be hiding underneath that robe. Tone and I took off in search of the Squad, but I was cut short as I ran into Ericka.

“Fuck she want?” I said as I rolled my eyes, and Tone snickered.

“Congrats baby!” Ericka said, and reached to hug me; I hit that bitch with a high five and took a step back.

“Bruh, the fuck you doing here?” I asked. I clearly told this broad it was bad, and she still brought her retarded ass up here. I shook my head and looked around for Laela before I continued to speak. “Did you go take care of that?” I asked, referring to her taking the Plan B pill. She looked lost for a second until I mugged her ass.