"Wassup?" he asked slowly, trying to hide the guilt and nervosity, his head still somewhat spinning. "Hey what's good withchu shawty?" asked Yung Berg; he continued, "I called once earlier, but you didn't answer though. You miss me? I miss you, fam" he said. "Ummm. Yea, you know I do," said Lloyd. His insides were fluttering rapidly with butterflies. He was scatterbrained and confused, trying his best to keep his composure in his tight situation. Wayne waited patiently, rubbing his hand lightly across Lloyd's chest back and forth. "So, I know you still in ATL right now, but what you think about going to these couple of premieres in LA with me when you get back; You know, get some time out together," "Look at you sounding concerned," said Lloyd with a laugh. He was unsure whether to express the emotion that he wanted Yung Berg to feel, or keep his cool and stay on good terms with Wayne. He froze for a moment, in thought, and let Berg continue to speak. "Yea, I got a nice li'l surprise for you too when I see you; and trust me, this one ain't nothing you gon' expect,"
"I can't wait to see it," said Lloyd, unenthusiastic in his moment of bewilderment. "I'm sorry, I'm most definitely glad to hear from you, but I really gotta go," said Lloyd. "Oh, well alri–" said Yung Berg being cut off as Lloyd quickly ended the call. Wayne was calmly breathing into his neck as he liesurely gave him kiss after kiss. Lloyd sat his phone back down, and the room returned to darkness. "Who was that sexy?" asked Lil Wayne, moving backward so that he was kneeling before him on the bed. "Nothing important," lied Lloyd. "Now, come here. I got sumthin for you," he said to Wayne pulling him forward by the arm. He didn't want to focus on anything in particular at that point. He knew what he was doing wasn't exactly what he wanted, but also knew laying alone would only drive him crazy with deliberation. Really, he wanted to just let it all go, and relax. This was the only way he saw at that exact moment to just take himself away from it all. With that decided, he ardently immersed himself in Lil Wayne, and for that moment devoted his mind, body, and spirit to their sexual connection. His lips met Wayne's in the most amorous way he knew how. Attempting to find the gray area between gentle and rough, he embraced him fully, grabbing onto his satisfyingly rotund ass; which almost directly contradicted his otherwise toned physique. It drove Wayne crazy to see Lloyd so aggressive, and he responded equally. He pinned him down by the arms and laid into him, briskly grabbing at his exposed dick and balls. He began to lick his way down Lloyd's body. He fondled around Lloyd's nipples with his tongue. Lloyd bit his lip in pleasure, and clutched the covers as his sexual desire built up even further. He couldn't see a thing in the darkness but he felt Wayne going lower and lower on him.
Wayne finally reached his belly button, & kissed and licked that as well. He was just above his pubic hair as he swiftly, grabbed Lloyd's legs and lifted them above him. Without a moment's notice, he plunged his face into Lloyd's supple ass. Lloyd kept his eyes closed and a wad of blanket clutched in his hand, as he held the back of Wayne's head with the other. Wayne worked on Lloyd's warm anal ring with great zest, building up a nice layer of saliva on the surface. He squeezed his cheeks hard, and pushed his mouth further in, his tongue and lips positively whirling in Lloyd's ass. In nearly unheard of passion, Lloyd released a sound even he couldn't comprehend, but Wayne knew that meant he was doing something right. "Mmm Hmm, yell for yo' daddy li'l one," he said to Lloyd, spanking him yet again. Wayne turned him over quickly, and poised his fully erect huge dick behind him, ready to insert. "Fuck! yea!" Lloyd proclaimed as Wayne forced his dick into him. Lloyd was taken aback, yet pleased. Wayne was simply barbaric as he pounded him from behind. After the first few minutes of sex-crazed ass smacking thrusts, Lloyd mind began to wander to places he was completely unsure of. Under the influences of the remains of the liquor, and the unanticipated erotic encounter he was experiencing, he fell into a state of near unawareness. Either Wayne's dick was just that good, or he was really going through some stuff…. or both. Wayne pounded him on an on, with the stamina of a marathon runner. He occasionally slowed down and drove his entire shaft deep into him, pulling his head back and kissing him at the same time.
He turned him back over and stood in front of the bed, over him. "Come here," he said grabbing him by the leg, in the darkness. He picked him up, and Lloyd wrapped his arms around his neck, and his legs around his waist. Wayne placed his palms under his ass, and held him up as his throbbing dick head once again met Lloyd's sultry entrance. Moaning and breathing heavily, Lloyd sucked Wayne's lip as he began to bounce up and down on his waist, locked at the ankles, and holding tightly around his neck with one arm and grasping his lower back with the other. With their hot bodies pressed against one another's, Wayne leaned against the wall behind him as Lloyd continued to ride him. It had been about 45 minutes at this point, a short encounter for Wayne but Lloyd's longest with a man yet; and Wayne didn't want to give him more than he could handle although he didn't know he already had. Still in control of the situation, he felt his climax coming. He sped up for a moment, his dick sliding in and out smoothly. Finally, he laid Lloyd on the bed and pulled out. He began to cum, and soon a small puddle of his nut was on Lloyd's stomach. Wayne took a few heaving breaths, and got to his knees in front of him. He then began to lick Lloyd's stomach clean of his own cum, after which he kissed Lloyd one last time.
Still in complete darkness, Wayne plopped himself on the bed next to Lloyd, who still hadn't spoken a word. "You 'iight?" whispered Wayne to him, rubbing his hand across his thigh. "..damn," uttered Lloyd. "That's what I like to hear," replied Wayne. Though he may not have said for the reason Wayne thought, he let him believe so. The guilt began to set in, he was forced back into reality. And all the thoughts he wanted to surpress were flooding back in. However there was one thing Wayne's outstanding dick did allow him to do to avoid it all: and that was sleep…
Lloyd awoke the next morning, alone under a sheet. Somehow, he was wearing a t-shirt and his boxers once again. As usual, he immediately turned to his phone. It almost shocked him at the small amount of calls, texts, etc. he'd missed. He had about 14 messages and 20 texts. The most recent text message was from Wayne. "I'm ova @ tha dealership shawty brb" it read. Lloyd saw this as his only moment to leave, and so he did. After getting dressed, he was sure he'd left something behind, but he didn't care. He rushed out of the house, without even taking time to see if anyone was there. One of Wayne's own drivers took him home, and by his request did so without haste.
Once he was home, he immediately closed himself in the room he'd put his temporary things in, and called Nic, his assistant. The phone rang no more than twice before he answered, "Yo! Where you been, we been calling man," "What time is my flight back to L.A. again?" Lloyd asked hurriedly. "12, you ready?" Nic asked. It was 10:30. "Can it leave any sooner?" asked Lloyd. "Maybe, why you in a rush?" said Nic. "Nah man, just curious. I'm gonna call you in a minute I just gotta take care of somethin'" Lloyd replied, hanging up before Nic could even begin to say goodbye.
He kept his phone in his pocket unless he heard Nic's ringtone or his mother's as he left the house. He was almost sure one of the calls he ignored was Lil Wayne's but he didn't really care. He was just eager to get back to LA as soon as possible. On the way back, all he could do is think. He thought about the possibility of telling Yung Berg what happened. He thought about doing it again once or twice. He felt as if he'd cheated on Berg, but they weren't even dating; and he knew telling him that would just drive him even further away. He'd become quite the contemplative young man lately, and he wasn't sure if he liked it. Before he knew it, he'd fallen asleep and landed in LA.
He and Nic chatted subtlly about his business ventures and upcoming shows on the way to their hotel. He also had a photoshoot that day, but was in no mood to be posing for cameras- the paparazzi was enough of a burden. Once in the hotel, he called Yung Berg immediately. "What's poppin'?" Berg answered happily. "Yo, i'm back in LA, same hotel and all. What's good?" asked Lloyd. "Well lucky for you the because….." said Yung Berg followed by a long pause. There was aknock at his door. It was Nic, however. "Aye man, I just came by to tell you something right quick" he said. He then began to make his way into the room, and from behind him emerged Yung Berg. "… because I'm here too!" said Berg, hanging up the phone as he greeted Lloyd in person. "Surprise, Surprise!" said Nic laughing as he left and closed the door behind him.
Lloyd was finally back person to person with him. He wanted to keep his cool, maintain his swagger, but the moment their hands met he melted inside. "You seem like somethin' bothering you dog. Well I got the perfect pick-me-up for you," he said turning around and dropping his jacket. He had a new tattoo on the back of his neck, it was Aaliyah. "I like that….She's beautiful," "Yea but that one's a lil more sentimental for me. I got somethin' for you," Berg said. He lifted up his shirt and revealed another new tattoo. This one was on his lower back, in long cursive letters. It read, "Ladi" Lloyd's nickname since childhood. Seeing this hurt Lloyd, because his feelings were stronger and he knew what he'd done. He smiled, though. "How you gon' do somethin' like that for me? How long you had it?" asked Lloyd, grabbing his hands. "A while now. Look I just, I know what you been goin' through cause it's new to us to even be involved with each other like this. You was my bestfriend before we did it, and you still are. Just know i'm still here, anytime you need me," said Yung Berg. He wasn't really planning on taking it much further than sex the first time, but started to feel a stronger connection to Lloyd, and he didn't really want to fight it.
Lloyd immediately released all his emotions. "I wanna be more to you. Back when you used to be with them girls I used to see how you treated them, and I want that. I think about you alot, man. I don't know if I'm supposed to feel this way, but I like it. I don't want to run you away but I just can't help the way I feel. I feel like….. I think… I love you. It's hard to say but I think I fell in love with you. And it's just so hard for me to do that because I messed up. In Atlanta I–" Yung Berg cut him off and kissed him. There was a momentary silence. "You tell me you love me… and I think I'm ready for it, this is what I want to do. So if you love me, then i'm yours. You brave as hell for being able to tell me, but I wanna be with you. Only you," he said. Lloyd had to tell him, right away. "I fucked Wayne….and I'm not sure why," He expected this to be the moment Berg flipped out on him. Under the assumption that it occurred long ago, Berg dismissed it, "Well that was then, this is now. This is us… No stress, baby," His words took a major weight off of Lloyd's shoulders, and he immediately grabbed him and held him tightly. He could move forward, they could be happy. He thought, 'It's in the past, and I can just move on. It's over….. isn't it?"
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