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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. |
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Buck Wile is Butt Naked in Da City
“I think you some kind of crazy freak,” Mrs. Officer said to me as I sat in the back of her car. She played with the doll, making its eyes blink and making it say “Mama! Mama!” “We gonna see what your problem is.” She started up the car. “Is they going to give me something to put on?” I was thinking about being in jail butt naked with a bunch of hard criminals who ain’t had no pussy in weeks or months.” “You didn’t think you needed no clothes when you decided to run down the street butt naked. Why are you worried about clothes now?” She drove on. Now I kind of know where the jail is. I been, I mean passed by there a few times. These woods we were driving into, didn’t look like any kind of jail to me. “Uh excuse me, Mrs. Officer, I thought you was taking me to 69th Avenue precinct station.” “Shut up! It’s going to be some sixty-nine alright.” We stopped in a little clearing. She got out of the car and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. She took some loose branches and threw them on top of the car to cover up the number in case a police helicopter flew overhead. Then she opened the door and slid next to me. I was handcuffed. She ran the tip of her Billy club over my chest and nipples and eased it down to my stomach. Ol Eleven started to get hard like a nightstick. She lightly tapped on his head. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Buck Wile. I’ve had an APB out for your ass for a long time. You have a bad reputation for jumping out of Sistah’s windows and running down the street butt ass naked. I aim to find out for myself just what’s up.” |
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