Gotta Go

Dis story is not true in anyway. Dis is straight from da mind of Zechariah Ray Whyte. No reference is true about the celebrities’ sexual preference. I do not know any of the following celebrities. If any of the events occur then it is completely coincidental. Please enjoy and if you don’t like it then don’t comment it. Send me an email if you like it at dlbrothalova7@yahoo.com. Please NO hate mail and thanks for your comments on my first story: A Train of Bruthas! I will continue make these stories for your enjoyment. I will appreciate it if you do not take my story and make it your own. I hope you enjoy it!

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Trey Songz was waiting on the elevator to arrive at his floor. He was very impatient with it and was very horny. He hadn’t had any sex with anyone in awhile. He just got done with his music video and was hoping to hear from his main man Omarion to see if they can’t get together and spend the night with other. But O never called. So he would be spending the night alone. Him and Omarion have been going together for sometime now and gotten closer to each other every meeting. He decided to call him and see what was up with him. No answer. So as the elevator stop at his floor he started to walk to his room.

Raz B bumped into him. “Hey!” Trey said with a shout. “Wait a minute! You look familiar.” Trey I eyeballed him for a minute, and then smiled. “You’re Raz B. What have you been up to?” “Nuthin’. Jus been tryna to start my solo career. Imma bored and have nuthin’ to do until tonight.”

“You can come to my room and chill. I have sum movies and shit.” Trey looked at Raz’s arms and started to get a hard on. Raz had filled out since B2K broke up. He was 5’ 7 and thin with an athletic body. His wife beater was tight around his chest and you could see his muscles. “Cool.” Raz said and Trey snapped out of it and remembered he had invited him to his room. So Trey escorted Raz to his room and opened the door when they got there. Raz sat down in a chair while Trey went to his suit case and brought out some movies. “How bout dis one?” he asked Raz. “Fo sho.” It was a James Bond movie with Halle Barry in it. Trey put it in and they started to watch it.

As Raz was watching it, Trey got another chance to look at Raz’s body. When he looked down at Raz’s crouch, he noticed that he had a bulge there. He got a hard on fast. He was in some basketball shorts and couldn’t hide it very well. He tried to hide it by moving around. His moving a round made Raz look at him. When Raz looked at him, Trey was in a position where his legs were closed but his cobra was standing up.
“Whoa! Havin’ problems?” Raz asked with wide eyes. “Ummm…. Yea, I guess you can say dat.” Trey said nervously. “Halle Barry got me on hard.” “Yo Halle Barry hasn’t even came on da scene yet.” “OH.” Raz shrugged and continued watching the movie. Wanting to still hide his dick he kept moving around.

He tried everything but his basketball shorts were the problem. “Yo…let me help you.” He walked over to Trey and got on his knees and pulled his basketball shorts down. “Wat you do…” “Trust me.” Raz pulled down Trey’s grey boxers and out came a 9 ½ inch cobra waiting to strike.

Raz started to lick the head slowly causing Trey to moan. He licked its shaft and lick the balls one by one. He then took the dick in his mouth and started to suck it slowly. With every suck he took more of him in his mouth. When the dick went down his throat he nearly gagged. Trey grabbed the back of Raz’s head and started to mouth fuck him hard.

“Suck dat dick nigga!” he said as he continued to mouth fuck him. “Take da dick.” He was almost on the verge on busting, but did not want to bust yet. “I want a piece of dat azz. Turn around.” Raz obeyed and turned around. He bent over the side of the bed and Trey lick his ass to moist it up. He stood straight up and slid his dick in. Raz let out a gasp. “Damn nigga slow up.” Trey didn’t and kept moving faster. Raz got use to and started to moan. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” said Trey as he moved in and out. He slapped Raz’s azz. Trey was about to bust when his phone rang. He ignored it and kept goin’. Finally with a couple more movements he busted all in Raz’s azz. He took it out and laid down on the bed.

Raz breathing hard collapsed on the floor. His azz was hurting a little and he was tired. Trey got his clothes on and his phone rang again. He picked it up and his eyes got big when he saw the name on the screen. He didn’t want to answer it, but he had to because if he didn’t want to look suspicious.

“Wuz up, O” Trey said. He was sweating from what O might say. “Where have you been nigga? I called and you didn’t answer. I know you got out your video shot early.” O said from the other end of the line. “I was out…um…shopping. I left my phone here in my room.” Raz got his clothes on and started to say something but Trey shushed him with a wave of his hand. “Where are you now O?” “Imma outside waiting in the 300 fo you! Are you coming now?” Trey was so panicking and hesitated whether to go or not. “Yes, imma on my way!” Trey hanged up and looked at Raz.

“Raz I gotta go. Imma have to meet with someone. Imma sorry. Ummmmmm……… please forgive me, I have to go.” While he said this he gathered all his things and was about to leave, turned and said, “What just happen is to stay here.” He left. Leaving Raz confused and feeling used.

To Be Continue?

****Date Written: April 11, 2007
****Written By: Zechariah Ray Whyte