Chapter 10

Xavier

I was nervous about meeting Clover, no Nyla between us. It was just going to be me and him. In hindsight. I shouldn't have agreed to go to his house. I'd been bar hopping and drinking with a few of my buddies. I couldn't go home like this, and I didn't want my sister to see me like this. She always tells me about the dangers of being a young black man in Chicago, I love her more than I love my own flesh and blood.

I had to let her know I was ok and getting a ride home, she'd kill me if I didn't. I wanted to tell her Clover was my ride home, well to his house, but I decided against it. I'd tell her in person, depending on how it goes. I was waiting for him outside of Sidetrack, a bar in Boys Town, one of the most popular gay neighborhoods in Chicago. December and so close to the lakefront is brutal, but life of a doorman, I'm used to it.

My wheat sweater, matching Timberlands, thick wool pea coat, and wool lined black jeans kept me warm. I watched the silver Jag pull up and my heart stopped. Clover stepped out of the car with a Burberry wool trench, black slacks, and a pair of dress shoes that cost more than a month's salary.

"Hey, you ready to get out of here?" Clover said with his lustful voice, he's not even trying, it's just in his DNA.

"Yeah, thanks for coming." I said following him to the car. "That's what friends are for." he replied woodenly while starting the car. Friends, just fucking great.

"Did you have a goodnight?"

"Yeah my friends dragged me out, said I'd been too tense." I said texting Nyla back.

"So like a girlfriend or boyfriend?" Clover said not taking his eyes off the road. I smiled because that meant he was interested.

"You know I'm not seeing anyone, Clove." I said watching him as he drove like it was nothing, he had an engine that could start a commercial plane and it was nothing to him. "One day you got to let me drive this." I said touching the leather and eyeing the dash.

"I could make that happen for you." He said pulling up to what I assume is his parking ramp.

He lived in an up north walk up, lit up with Christmas lights. With everything going on I'd forgotten Christmas was approaching. "You did all this?"

"I had help, but I love Christmas." Clover said, putting in his key code. I watched our breath in the December night. He let me into his home and he lives like a king. The house was decorated in creams, golds, and burgundy. It screamed luxury.

"Your coat, sir." he said with his hand caressing mine. My dick twitched, when our hands touched. I took my boots off and walked on the cream plush carpet.

"Man this place is nice Clove, it's like a palace."

"Glad you like it, trust decorating took forever." I laughed because Nyla told me about his slight OCD.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Yeah what do you have?"

He walked to his kitchen and said, "Wine and Coronas."

"Yeah you've been with Nyla too long." I chuckled while heading to the kitchen to check out the scene.

"I have some strong ass Scotch for whenever Heinrich comes over." Nyla's Boo thang, I said in my head.

"A corona is cool." I watched his mouth press around the bottle as he took a sip. Fuck me, he's sexy. That creamy tan skin and the blue of his eyes flickering from the Christmas lights.

"You see something you like?" Clover growled.

My voice was deep, but his had power and authority. "Yeah, I do." I said taking a sip of my Corona, I adjusted my dick in my jeans. Clover smirked and walked towards me as I sat on his bar stool, with legs spread to give my dick some room.

"What do you like?" he inquired, standing close enough for me to feel his breath on mine. Stepping back he stood with his hands in his pocket. I took another sip taking Clover in, he stood a solid 6 feet, but I have a good 2 inches on him.

I adjusted myself and stood close enough for him to feel me, "Next time you get that close to me, you need to make a move. Otherwise, I'm going to think you're all talk."

Standing inches from each other looking each other in the eye. He bit down on his lip and I smirked. Thinking I'd beat him at his own game, before I could say or do anything he pulled me into him. His mouth tasted of Corona and cherries. His thick tongue began penetrating my mouth, my dick was stiff as a board. He stopped and grabbed his Corona to take a sip, he then took a bite of the lime, then came back for more.

My chest was rising with deep lust, but he was calm. We both took a step back, I'd never been kissed like that. I was ready to pound into him, and there's nothing I wouldn't do to come all over him.

"We could leave this kiss here and continue our friendship, but just know, if we go any further, our relationship will be heavily complicated." He was warning me.

Fuck all the warnings. I think to myself.

"I was born into a life of complication." I said as I took his mouth into mine. Pulling my shirt off, revealing my 6 pack, his hands on my skin was electrical. Unbuttoning his shirt slow and calculating, wanting to keep this moment because who knows when I'd get another chance. He unbuckled his belt and I stepped back to watch him reveal what he'd been keeping to himself. He freed his cock and I was impressed, a thick 8 inch cock with deep pulsating veins. It was show and tell, and it was my turn. I freed my dick and stood in all 8 and a half inches, fat and dripping precum.

He didn't have to speak, I knew he wanted me, just as much as I wanted him. He took both our cocks in his thick hands, as we kissed he stroked us. I slowly fucked his hand as we kissed in the sparkling Christmas lights.

"Fuck, Clover." I moaned into his neck as I began sucking. I increased the pacing of my thrusts. "I'm cumming."

"Cum all over my cock, cover my cock Xavier." He growled in my ear he was going to cum just as I was, he's right this was going to be complicated.


There was no question about my sexuality at this moment, and there was no question I was going to do things with, for, and to this man that would never make me think of him as a friend ever again.

"Are you ready for round two?" He said stroking me again.