I was cleaning out the closet when I found a camera that looks expensive. I don't remember buying him this so where is it from. I walked into the bedroom passing boxes and bubble wrap on the way.
"Where the hell did this come from?" Bassir was sitting on the floor grabbing a box. I've never seen that box before. It was all black with a lock on it. "Hold the fuck up what's in that box?" He looked surprised and shrugged.
"It's nothing Tyrell. Where did you find the camera?" I glared at him setting the camera down.
"Tell me what's in the box Bassir. Now." He sighed and went into his pocket. He pulled out a key and unlocked the box. Inside was all types of freak shit. It was dildos, handcuffs, nipple clamps, and way more freak nasty shit. "When the hell you get all this."
"I been had it you just didn't know." I pulled my hair in a ponytail because I was starting to get hot.
"Why, we been dating for a whole year; I think I should've known you got secret cameras and dildos." He groaned sitting on the bed. I sat on his lap so I could lean down and kiss him.
"Charm got me those as a joke a couple months before I met you. I never threw em' away because I felt like it would be a waist. I thought you wouldn't like them so I never brought them up. The camera was a gift from a teacher back in high school. I thought I wanted to become a photographer."
"Have you ever put things in dudes asses." He laughed, throwing his head back. His chocolate skin was glowing as always and his smile was turning me on.
"Once before. Little thugs like you love that shit." I pouted pushing him.
"I'm not a little thug you know that. Don't play with my name." That smile was stuck on his face.
"I'm sorry Babyboy." He grabbed my hips thrusting up rubbing against my dick. "Let me make it up."
"No yo ass always horny." He sat up putting me on the bed.
