Part 2 (Derrick's Point Of View)...
Fucking my roommate's boyfriend, Lance, was some hot shit. J is my boy, but I didn't really feel any remorse for what I did. What can I say? I'm a dog. I knew that bitch, Lance, was a hoe from the beginning.
I have a high sex drive, so it really didn't matter who I fucked, as long as I fucked. One of my many fantasies is to flip a top, mainly J. Turning my boy into a buss-down would be beyond hot! One night, me & J was chillin in the living room when the AC broke down.
"Ain't this a bitch?! The AC would fuck up on one of the hottest nights this month. Damn!"
"I know, right? I would go by Lance's but he's visiting his Moms in Charlotte."
"I guess we're just gonna have to find a way to cool off."
I took my shirt off, catching J's eye. I guess that he didn't realize that I been working out more lately.
"I see you been doing more crunches & shit. Trying to get all cut up."
"Ain't no trying. You see these pecs?"
"You still can't do shit. I remember how you used to get pinned with the quickness during our wrestling classes in high school."
"So, you think that you can take me down?"
"Think? I know that I can, D."
"Aight, J. Put your money where your mouth is. Let's make a little bet. We gone wrestle, and whoever loses, gotta give up some ass."
J's eyes got big as hell. He couldn't believe what I was saying.
"What, nigga? You've lost your fucking mind, yo! You know damn well that I ain't no bottom. Besides, I got a nigga and we boys. I ain't trying to go there with you, man."