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Click hereMitch wanted to die.
"You still there, whiteboi?"
Mitch nervously switched his phone from one ear to the other. "Yeah, Leroy, I'm still here."
"Coo'. So ... can you tell me somethin'? Like, why'd my dude lose his shit at me like that? I got no fuckin' reason. Like I said at the time, I know he' got a fuse, and I'm gettin' tired of seein' it lit, but at the same time, he' my dude, for better or worse. You know what I'm sayin'?"
Mitch took a deep breath, but didn't reply.
"You hearin' me, whiteboi?"
"Yeah, Leroy," Mitch replied. "Give me a second." Fuck, it was late, and Mitch needed to be in the office tomorrow at 9am. "You go to Chelsea often?"
"From time to time," Leroy responded, "but what the fuck that gotta do with this shit?"
"You familiar with any of the adult bookstores in that part of Manhattan?"
"Whatchu drivin' at, whiteboi?"
"I've never been to a gloryhole before in my life," Mitch admitted, "so I was a little surprised when your dick came through the wall."
Leroy's mind fragmented. Mitch heard him breathing, trying to understand.
"I could tell it was you," Mitch added.
"I ain't never stuck my dick in a gloryhole ever before. I got a swag o' orifices to choose from in Harlem, but I was curious to see what it was like."
"You tasted good," said Mitch. "And I think I might know why there's tension between you and Tyrone."
"Huh?" Leroy asked.
"Just before you arrived at the bar, I told Tyrone that I'd found myself inside a gloryhole, having never been there before, but expecting a platter of anonymous dick to suck, and then suddenly, you poked yourself through the hole. I recognised you immediately -- I mean, I recognised the look, feel, smell and taste of your magnificent penis, but then, just to top it off, I could hear your voice on the other side of the wall. And then, when you nutted on my tongue, there wasn't any doubt, because I know how sweet your nut tastes. And so before you showed up at the bar last weekend, I told Tyrone that I sucked you off at a gloryhole. He didn't believe me at first, and then I guess he went quiet."
Mitch could hear Leroy breathing on the other end of the line.
"I really didn't think he'd react like that, Leroy," Mitch said. "If I did, I would never have mentioned it. I thought it'd be funny. I thought we'd joke about it when you arrived. I had no idea."
Still no response from Leroy.
Mitch heard a deep, heavy sigh just before the line went dead.
- COMMENTS
flatiron26 months agoAuthorThanks for being honest. I work very hard on these stories, as do many other authors, so I'd be interested to know why you feel that way. Message me if you'd like.
MarcLuciFer6 months agoWell, this covered a lot of territory that needed to be covered, but Mitch still fucked up in this conversation with Leroy. He should have started out by telling Leroy he was sorry, that everything that had happened was his fault and then explained what was said. As for Trina, I don't think she's done with trying to screw Mitch yet, and not in the good way. I really don't think that she's a psychopathic lunatic, but I definitely think she's quite heartless and vindictive. Now, while I don't know where you're planning to take Mitch's relationship with Leroy and Tyrone, I really like that you've introduced this new character, Bronte, into this story. At this point, he seems like he would be a much better fit for Mitch. Looking forward to finding out what happens in part 12.
