Silas Jones| Sy
Miami, FL
3 days later

Raising human beings was a hard thing to do.

Clean up their shit, take em to school, clothe em, feed em and so on.

I mean it's normal to do some of those things from em up until they get to the eleventh grade but taking care of a grown ass man for three days was not on Silas' list.

Getting home from his late night shift at the junkyard was hard enough as it is, but coming home to patch up another niggas wounds and make sure he wasn't gon die on you was another thing.

Especially with that threat he made towards him. "And you gone pay me back for alll this shit nigga" he spoke softly and checked the dudes stitches.

"Yo ass needs to wake up" he said and left the room and began making himself his healthy breakfast.

He didn't keep this type of shape to be lazy and eating junk, nothing but health.

He made eggs, cut up some avocados and toasted some wheat braid- the great value kind.

Shit, he didn't make much but the shit he could afford he made it worthwhile.

Couldn't complain cause ain't shit complainin was gone do but keep him down.

Optimistic ass. He laughed at himself. "something funny? Ahh shit..." he hear a deep voice behind him and turned around to see the bedridden man, now up and holding his hurt arm.

"What the hell?!! What're you doing out of bed?!" He yelled at him and the man laughed dryly.

"Didn't you tell me to wake up?" He asked with a smile but the nigga was clearly hurt.

"Yeah bu..- go back to bed.. or you gone open up yo stitches" Silas said and dragged the man back to his bed.

"Sleep." Silas said once he sat him down.

"Mm. What if im not tired?" He smiled and Silas rolled his eyes.

"Want me to knock you out?" Silas grinned and the man chuckled dryly.

"Do your best baby" he said and Silas face heated up.

"Don't call me that. I'm a grown ass man"

"With a big ass"

Silas walked out the room and finished fixing his stuff. Now that he knew the man was up and awake, he'd be able to go back to work and live his life normally again.

Thank God.

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"I'm about to check your bandages one more time and then I'll be going to work" he said and went to the awakened man and lifted up his bandage.

Nice. He inspected it and put it back down.

The man didn't say anything but stared at Silas as he moved around in the room.

"Whats your name?" He asked and Silas looked back at him, "why?" He asked and lifted an eyebrow.

"So I can know who's been taken care of me" he said and Silas sighed. "Silas but you can just call me sy" he said.

"Yours?" Sy asked. "Amri." Silas nodded. "Do you have my phone?" He asked and Silas shook his head.

"When I found you, you didn't have a phone on you." He said truthfully.

"let me use yours." He said and Silas gave him his phone.

"Password" Amri gave him his phone and Sy typed in the code.

"I'll step outside, don't use my phone up too long" Silas said and left the room.

Silas wasn't the nosy type- let me stop lying.

Silas put his ear against the door just hear what the conversation was going to be about but with these thin walls, he didn't even need to lean.

"Hello? Yeah. I don't know. Do you have my phone? And what about the bitch who set me up? ...well do I need to tell you how to handle this? Okay. No. Don't call back on this number

I'll call whenever I need to. Can't say much over the phone."

The conversation stopped and Silas was too scared to make a move.

"No need to stand by the door. Come get your phone" he said and Silas didn't know how he knew.

He cleared his throat and went in.

"Did your conversation go well" he asked Amri.

"You tell me. You the one who was eavesdropping" he said

"I can't eavesdrop in my own house" he said and Amri chuckled.

"that's what the guilt say- im hungry" Silas groaned and opened up his bank account and seen he had 13$ left.

"Can't. Work right now, I'll make you something later" he said

"I'm hungry right now thooo" he whined.

"Well the hospital always have some food and car-'''

"Okay okay- I'll wait till you get back" he said and shook his head.

"Great, now be a good boy" he patted amri's head and they locked eyes.

"I should go" Silas said and quickly took his hand back and left the house.

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"What took yo ass so long?" Aaliyah, his manager, said. Setting up the equipment.

"sorry, I just got off of my sick leave" he smiled and said but she didn't give a damn.

"Men.." she mugged. "Whatever. You know yo job" she said and threw him the 30inch dildo.

"Go make my money" she said and Silas stomach twisted at the big, long and thick purple dild.

He's doing exactly what you think he's about to do.

Whore himself out.

Somebody's gotta pay the bills and pay off his father's debt somehow.

Aaliyah was kind enough to not let him do it with any men but with just himself and his ass.

He quickly changed out of his clothes and set the camera up and put on his mask.

He turned on some sexy, R&B music and began moving his ass and muscles. Flexing everything.

He spread his legs and bent down, he was extremely flexible and worked out all the time.

That's probably why he got a lot of views and money, well not really his money.

He shook his ass for the camera and sat on the horrible, stained mattress and spread his legs and began sucking and stroking on the purple dildo.

During times like this he imagined it was a famous person or someone he liked but only one person came to mind, Amir. And he was neither of those things.