Cullen's Caribbean Adventure
May 27th
Cullen Jones had just entered the hotel he would be staying at and already the desk manager was eyeing him. He was alright but not Cullen’s type. He soon got the message and handed the swimmer his room keys with a disappointed look on his face. The bellhop, on the other hand was definitely Cullen’s cup of coffee: dark skinned, tall, a toned body with a cute… Keep Readin…
Omarion's Song, pt. 2
May 26th
“So how did it go with Omarion???” asked Joe and Kris, the other members of my writing team
“Great! He even asked Rome to sing background on the song!” replied Mark.
“That’s ccrraazzzzyyyy!!!! I tried to text yall but yall didn’t respond!!” said Kris.
“Well I didn’t get any service in there, but I definitely responded later on that night. Yo punk ass was prolly sleep by den.” I jokingly said.
“Yo,… Keep Readin…
Collaboration, pt. 49
May 20th
Outside became a distant memory as the two talented rappers returned inside the mansion, carrying their dishes from breakfast in with them. Once the kitchen was spotless once again, Nelly held on to his man’s soft but strong hand and they began their game that he was sure he was going to enjoy. The mere thought of T.I.’s lips touching any part of his wanting skin was a powerful and extremely pleasing… Keep Readin…
Music.Lust.Odyssey, pt. 4
May 19th
Silence. Absolute silence was the only thing within the room other than Lloyd himself. He had returned to his Atlanta home for a short vacation, and had plans on taking some studio time soon. At the current moment, he was deep in thought. Thinking about how exactly he should approach his situation with Yung Berg. He wanted him, that was for sure. But recently, he wasn’t sure if the feeling was mutual.… Keep Readin…
Omarion's Song, pt. 1
May 14th
Hopefully this meeting will be more successful than the previous ones. My name is Jerome, but at the meeting today they know me as simply Rome. You see, I’m a songwriter here in Atlanta and my songwriting team has a meeting with a major production company. The name of my team is Blackout. We’ve been writing songs for a couple years now, but we haven’t received any placements. “Placements” mean just what… Keep Readin…
Collaboration, pt. 48
May 13th
Waves crashed against the sand as the warm morning light of the sun entered into the room. Both men were unaware of it because they were still fast asleep; Nelly’s arms still securely wrapped around T.I.’s body. This was his greatest prize in his arms and he was never going to let go. T.I. was the first to become affected by the brightly shining sunlight that snuck into their room. The sun… Keep Readin…
Rock Your Body
May 6th
“Man, I think I’m just off today or something,” complained Justin Timberlake. “I can’t really nail this vocal down.”
“Well, we’ve got the studio all day so just keep doin’ what you’re doin’ and we’ll maybe be out of here before sunrise,” joked Pharrell Williams as he re-wound the tape to re-record more of Justin’s vocals for “Like I Love You.” Along with his production partner, Chad Hugo, the three men were… Keep Readin…
Music.Lust.Odyssey, pt. 3
Mar 1st
The month of January brought a number of events for Lloyd. Most significantly, his birthday which was only three days into the new year. He was currently in Atlanta, and had done alot of partying the previous night in celebration of the new year. So, in his private suite at the Glenn Hotel he was staying in, he once again slept well into the morning; resting his head on the firm smooth… Keep Readin…
Collaboration, pt. 47
Feb 12th
The morning light broke into the master bedroom the two rappers shared and neither seemed to take notice of it. Nelly had since let go of his grip on the younger rapper’s body and was sleeping with his back to him, most of the covers wrapped around his body. Only mere yards away from the villa was the crystal blue waters of the infamous beaches that Saint-Tropez was renowned for. Back in… Keep Readin…
Initiation
Feb 10th
The night was young and Chris Brown was hot and ready. His dick was throbbing with excitement and threatening to tear through his jeans. His limo pulled up in front of Usher’s mansion. The music was pumping but he didn’t hear the loud laughter and chatter that usually accompanied a party. Usher, dressed in a body hugging white turtle neck and dark blue jeans, greeted his guest at the door.
“Wassup Chris?… Keep Readin…
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