Buck Wile is Punk'd Out on The Downlow
Now me, I haven’t been in the close proximity of any naked dudes except for my brothers when we was little. I hit the gym sometimes and see niggas and white boys in their birthday suits. And being naked in front of the Doctor don’t count in my opinion. But I told myself if I said anything or acted squeamish, Jake might think I was a punk. So I stripped my ass bare ass naked and hopped into the hot tub. Jake hit another button on the remote and a screen came down in front of the wall. Soon some hoe’s jaws was full of some niggas dick on the sixty-inch screen.
“So how you and your girl get along?” Jake had slid next to me so we both could watch the movie.
“We aight,” I said trying to be cool.
“Just aight?” Jake asked. His eyes were blurry from the joint and the late night. He reminded me of Brianna when she got tipsy.
“Yeah we cool.”
“Me and Maura cool too. That bitch love to give me head. That’s my girl.”
“Man, Brianna give head like somebody making her lick a toilet.”
“Some girls do and some girls don’t.” Jake sighed. We both took another hit and downed our beers. We sat watching some brother eating a white girl’s pussy like it had cream in it. Then I felt a hand on Ol’ Eleven.