Crip and Charlie enter the hideout, seeing a few of the others.

Shank: "Well you're finally here early for once. Guess ole Charlie wouldn't let ya sleep in."

Charlie: "Ah he actually got up on his own. Don't see why he can't make it on time when he's at his own house."

J-Dog: "Hm.."

Crip looks over to J-Dog. He wanted to take him tonight. Crip honestly didn't know what to expect.

J-Dog: "You sticks with me today."
He adds, giving Crip a stern look.
Crip swallows, and gives a slight nod.

He sticks with J-Dog for the rest of the day, and soon it's time to head home. To J-Dogs house, that is..

Crip sticks close, as he's never been to J-Dogs place before. Now that he thinks about it he hasn't been to a lot of the gangs houses.

J-Dog approaches a house, that looked surprisingly normal. It was white, and looked like your typical suburban house. He lived a lot closer to the hideout than Crip thought he did.

He unlocks the door, and he and Crip step inside.

J-Dog: "How was your night time with Charlie?"

Crip stutters a bit, mostly out of surprise at the sudden question.

Crip: "F-fine.."

J-Dog: "He told me some of what he told you. I want you to know he's right. We're all worried about you."

Crip: "O-oh..yeah. I'm fine really-"

J-Dog: "You're not fine. Cut that shit out.."

Crip swallows, deciding to stay quiet.

J-Dog: "Anything happens to you, there's gonna be a goddamn war. People could die Crip. So think about things a little seriously here."

He's upset..

J-Dog: "You need to be careful. Really careful, not just what you normally do."

Crip nods, sucking in his bottom lip.

J-Dog: "This could last a long time. However, if you've nowhere to go my doors always open to you."

Huh?

J-Dog: "You're apart of our gang, and that makes you closer than blood. We've got your back, but only if you let us protect you."

Crip stares up at J-Dog, a bit surprised at what he's hearing.

J-Dog: "Let us Crip. Even if this is for the rest of your life. We don't need this war to divide us."

Crip nods.

Crip: "I understand...I'll behave."

J-Dog: "Good. That's what I like to hear. I just want you to understand how serious this is."

Crip: "I understand.."

J-Dog: "Good."

There's an awkward silence, then J-Dog pulls Crip closer, holding his chin up.

J-Dog: "Now, do what you do best, for me."

Crip blinks, then sinks onto his knees, unbuckling the belt from J-Dogs jeans.

What he does best, he thinks to himself as he takes the males cock into his mouth.
This was what he does best.
But it's not like he wanted things to be this way.

Or did he?

J-Dog: "Deeper."
He states, pushing Crips head even further onto his cock.
Crip is snapped out of his thoughts as the males cock shoves into the back of his throat.
He gags, pulling back immediately and covering his mouth.

J-Dog: "Haha, my bad.."
Crip composed himself, saying, "N-no it's fine. Just caught me off guard. Let me do it again."
Crip gets back to sucking, holding the males testicles as he does so. His goal was to finish J-Dog. Usually if he could finish him, he wouldn't fully have sex with him.

He works his tongue and sucks skillfully, until he feels J-Dog shift a bit. He's close.
Just..a little...more.

He gets out of rhythm, getting sloppy with it now, but that's the way J-Dog liked it. He wanted everything organized and put together, except for when he was about to cum. Then the messy side of him came out. Crip secretly liked that side of J-Dog. It was a side of him only he really knew about.

J-Dog: "Oh~" he chimes, pulling Crips hair harder, making the sucks deeper, until finally, he shoots, right in the back of Crips throat. This time he doesn't pull away, he swallows, making sure he milks J-Dog for everything he's got right now.

J-Dog: "You little shit.." he says through gritted teeth, and pushes Crip away until he releases his cock.

Crip opens his mouth, letting his tongue hang from his lip.

J-Dog smirks.

J-Dog: "What an erotic face."