Get Somebody New

by Lewis, Michael

  I obeyed his command.

  “There you go. Spread those legs nice and wide for Jazz baby.”

  In one motion he grabbed my thighs, pushed them back, and zeroed in on his target and began a slow tongue assault. I moaned out his name, which rolled sweetly off my tongue. My moans sent him into overdrive.

  “You like that! Huh?”

  “Yes Jazz, hell yes!”

  “You like how daddy licks the middle don’t you?”

  “Yes!”

  “Let me hear it then. Beg daddy to lick the middle.”

  “Daddy, pleaaaaaase li-li-li-lick th-th-the mid-middle!” I finally managed to get out between gasps.

  “Relax baby. Jazz is gonna treat it real nice.” He said.

  I enjoyed every twist, turn, and thrust of his long tongue and the warm touch of his fingers upon my hot skin. After he felt his job was complete he moved up my body and started a new task. His awkwardness was cute but he got the hang of it quickly. Each second of gentle suction brought me closer to my breaking point.

  “Jazz, you earned it! You earned it!” I declared.

  “Alright baby, I’mma claim my reward then. All of it!”

  I excitedly grabbed the gold wrapper I had been waiting so anxiously for an opportunity to use.

  Making the shape of an “O” with my mouth, I held the latex ring in place with my lips, and then carefully positioned the latex barrier on the head of Jazz’s throbbing penis. Slowly, I rolled the condom down onto his rapidly thickening, inflexible shaft. That little trick made his dick jump excitedly. Taking him deeply into my throat, I placed my hand around his appendage and rolled the remainder of the rubber sheath down to the thick base.

  Jazz looked at me seductively and licked his lips while communicating his wants with his eyes. Quickly straddling Jazz’s waist, I guided him inside me carefully as I lowered my body onto his. Jazz gripped my waist tightly and rotated his hips in slow, agonizingly sensual circles. When I leaned down to kiss his lips he placed his hands on the back of my head and pulled me closer.

  “Please keep kissing me baby.” Jazz asked desperately.

  “Okay Jazz.”

  My kisses sent him into turbo overdrive. Jazz held my head firmly and began to flip his long tongue back and forth against mine. Suddenly I felt our bodies shift. I ended up on my back looking up at Jazz. He grabbed both of my legs and pulled them around his waist.

  “Zeke, you don’t know how bad I’ve wanted to do this to you.”

  “You don’t know how badly, I’ve wanted you to do this to me!”

  “That’s why I acted like I did when I saw that guy kiss you. I couldn’t take it. I am sorry I talked to you like I did.”

  “It’s okay Jazz.”

  “I kept thinking about him… him… uh I kept thinking about him being inside you like I am now and it made me crazy. Zeke this is my place. I belong right here with you, inside you, loving you.”

  As he pumped harder and harder between my legs, I placed my hands on his ass, caressed the firm mounds, and enjoyed the rapid contracting and relaxing of the muscles working beneath his warm, sweat-dampened skin. Desperately, I pulled his body toward mine. Jazz momentarily halted his deep, hard thrusts and looked at me.

  As he looked into my eyes, he drew his body backwards slightly before he unleashed a slow powerful thrust forward. He continued forward until all the muscles in his body tensed. Tears filled my eyes as he thrust his entire length completely inside me. He patiently stilled himself, allowing me to adjust to his size. Each throb of his big dick radiated through me like a series of concentric waves, each one stronger than the last. The intense sensations caused euphoric contractions deep within my core.

  “Jazz!” I cried out.

  “Oh Zeke!” Jazz moaned, his velvety, deep voice dripping with lust.

  He bent down and slowly licked my right nipple. The warm wetness of his long tongue was unforgiving and each determined flick against my erect nipple brought me closer to an inevitable climax. My guttural, desperate cries, moans, and gasps signaled to Jazz my impending explosion! In response he roughly lifted my legs up onto his shoulders and fucked me harder. Sweat poured down his chest as he pounded my contorted body into the headboard. Literally out of my mind with pleasure and something else indescribable, I whimpered as a powerful orgasm gripped my body. With no fanfare, no sweet nothings, and no warning, my dick tensed and forcefully unloaded its contents. I watched as the thick, creamy fluid hit his sweating, heaving chest over and over again.

  Jazz mouthed the words “Damn, I love you”, then unexpectedly gathered some of my essence from his chest, and licked it from his finger. When he snatched the condom off, his dick jerked with sensual convulsions as he stroked it desperately. Jazz let out a loud, deep roar and yelled, “I’m gonna cum!” He aimed at my chest then gradually adjusted his aim upwards using my body like a canvas. Usually, I would have protested the unplanned action, but at that moment Jazz was free to do any damn thing he wanted to with my inner freak in total control. He exhaustedly laid his whole body on top of me. His warm skin caressed mine in the afterglow. After catching his breath he lifted his body over mine with his arms and said,

  “I forgot to mention something baby.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I’m a straight-up freak!”

  “Yeah, I got that impression.”

  “Well good!”

  “I got a bit of freak in me too you know.”

  “Yeah Zeke, that thing with the condom was sexy as hell!”

  “I know.”

  “Hah! So you wanna take a shower together and wash ya nigga from head to toe?”

  “Sure, but you better behave.”

  “Sorry Zeke I ain’t promising nothin'!”

  “Good, I was counting on that. Come on.”

  “Damn he got swag to spare and I love it!” I thought to myself.

  It’s All Because Of You

  There’s a new smile on my face,

  And a new dip in my step.

  In my heart you’ve claimed a space,

  Falling for you I couldn’t help.

  I don’t know the right words to say,

  Or all the right things to do.

  I’m a simple man loving life each day,

  It’s all because of you.

  I ran away and tried to avoid,

  Challenges because of fear.

  In my life, you’ve filled a void,

  I’m anxious when you’re far but calm when you’re near.

  I’m not without transgressions,

  Can’t make all your dreams come true.

  You have my heart with no reservations,

  And it’s all because of you.

  You forgive my faults and love me anyway,

  Believe in my courage and all I do.

  When we met, I cherished the day,

  And every moment since that I can love you.

  You work me good and make me come back,

  All that is true.

  I’m a better man and I’m on the right track,

  And baby, it’s all because of you.

  Jazz Armond Hardaway

  Jazz

  “Yeah, Zeke will like that.” I said as I wrote his name on the envelope containing the poem I’d written. Expressing myself was new to me because I never had to do it. When you’re feeling somebody as hard as I felt Zeke you can’t just do the minimum. The little extras really show him how much he means to me. I don’t know if there is a word to explain how I feel since I hooked up with Zeke. It’s an intense good feeling all over that never goes away. I always have a smile on my face now. When I see him I’m happy, when he’s away I can’t wait to see him.

  With my ear to the streets, it wasn’t long before I got some good industry connections. I really put my all into the best work I’d ever done and ended up with a 25 track demo to showcase my skills.

  I’d met a record executive for Daltone Records named Marlena Dalton. She liked some of my previous work
and said when I was ready to make a move to give her a call. With my formal demo in hand I decided to run my work by her to see what she thought.

  “I’m here to see Ms. Dalton. My name is Jazz Hardaway.”

  “Sure, I’ll let her know you are here.” The receptionist said with a wide smile.

  I took a seat in the reception area in front of the receptionist’s desk.

  “New meat huh?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Don’t tell me you don’t know about that Cougar in there?”

  “I’m lost.”

  “You must be really new to the industry. This office is flooded with good-looking, young men like you. She baits them in by promising them a music career. When they get here, it’s a different story.” She explained.

  “A different story?”

  “She basically makes them sleep with her as a prerequisite. She’ll arrange a little studio time and cut a few singles and then get rid of them.”

  “Studio time is expensive. She wouldn’t go through all that just for some …well you know.”

  “It’s not expensive when you own the studio. Oh and my name is Shay.”

  “So why are you telling me all of this, Shay?”

  “I just found out that she’s been messing with my boyfriend. That cut throat bitch smiles in my face every day while she’s been fucking my man for 2 months! I’m just giving you a heads up because you are exactly her type.”

  “Oh, what type is that?”

  “Tall, good looking, thug swagger, all that.”

  “I see.”

  “Just be careful. That’s all I’m saying. If you piss her off she can make life hell for you. She’s very well connected and with one call she can stop a career cold.”

  “Oh shit! Maybe I should leave then.”

  “I’ve heard your work and you have talent, just be careful.”

  “I will.”

  Marlena came out just after I’d finished talking to Shay.

  “Welcome Mr. Hardaway.” She said as she shook my hand and escorted me into her office.

  “You are in trouble.” Shay said.

  “Why?” I whispered.

  “She never comes out of her office to greet anybody.”

  “Damn, wish me luck.”

  Shay giggled as I walked into the huge upscale office.

  “So Mr. Hardaway, what do you have for me today?” Marlena asked. I hated the way she said my name with extra emphasis on Hard. I couldn’t help but think about what Shay told me.

  “I made a formal demo for you to listen to and tell me what you think.” I said.

  “Okay. I will take a listen. If I like the tracks I will be in contact with you.”

  “Thanks for seeing me.”

  I left her office on an emotional high. Despite the negatives I’d heard, Marlena seemed ok. I couldn’t wait to tell Zeke about my day. With my good news, the nice poem, and the positive mood I was in, I was sure I’d be getting it in with Zeke later that night! My positive outlook must have jinxed the evening because things went downhill from that point.

  When I got home Zeke was in a bad mood when I walked in.

  “What’s the matter Zeke?”

  “What the hell do you mean?”

  “You look salty as hell. I can tell when something is wrong with you. I can see it on your face, baby.”

  “I’m sorry I snapped Jazz. It’s as if today was declared ‘Fuck with Zeke’ day. First my professor gave me a hard time about my project until I got ignorant with him. As soon as I got home, Nadiah called.”

  “What did she want? You don’t even talk to her.” I asked.

  “She called to ask where Alton was. I told her I wouldn’t tell her even if I knew. Of course she didn’t like that answer and tried to get flip with me. I called her everything but a child of God and told her not to call my damn house anymore! I’ve often wished she would put her hands on me so I could beat her ass like she stole something. She pretty much avoids me because I told her flat out I don’t like her, I don’t appreciate the way she treats my cousin, and she needs to steer clear of me and I’ll do the same with her.”

  “Damn, so much for being polite.”

  “Why waste pleasantries on someone I can’t stand? I make sure they know that I don’t like them so there won’t be any misconceptions.”

  “Well, anyway, I have some good news for you.”

  “I could use some. What’s good?”

  “I took my demo to this lady over at an Atlantic subsidiary that I met at one of the seminars. She told me that she’s always looking for new producers to bring something fresh to the label.”

  “That’s great! Did she seem very receptive?”

  “Well yes, a little too receptive in the wrong way, but I brushed it off. I was warned about her before I went in so I was kinda expecting something to happen, but it wasn’t that bad. I think she got the hint I wasn’t interested.”

  “I am happy for you Jazz. What label is it?”

  “Daltone, distributed by Atlantic.”

  “Daltone?”

  “Yes. What’s the matter? Why did you frown like that?”

  “That’s Marlena Dalton’s label right?”

  “Yeah, what’s up?”

  “I don’t want to rain on your parade. I’ll just say she is infamous in the business.”

  “I know all about her being a cougar and luring in young guys with promises just to sleep with them. I am on the lookout for that and if I see it then I’m out.”

  “Be careful Jazz, she doesn’t take rejection at all. She is very spiteful. I’ve seen what she is capable of so be careful. She likes young men, but that’s not all.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “She likes a challenge. Sex is all about the conquest for her. She always goes after someone who is taken and men are not her only prey. She’ll fuck a snake if you hold his head! She is also vindictive if she doesn’t get what she wants. She has ruined many budding careers because she is an industry power broker. I’m telling you she is Evil Incarnate!”

  “Incarnate?”

  “Yes, that means she is evil in the flesh.”

  “Oh.”

  “Jazz I hope I didn’t sour your mood. All this is common knowledge about her. You are talented and I hope she is interested in your talent only because I would hate to have to cut that bitch and shoot her kneecaps off. You are off limits.”

  “Look at you getting all territorial and shit. It’s turning me on too.”

  “Oh, I watch everything Jazz and I got your back.”

  “Thanks. Oh, I almost forgot to give you this. I wrote it this morning when I was watching you get ready. I got a pen and jotted my feelings down. It’s just a little something I wrote because I’m always thinking about you.”

  When Zeke started reading I anxiously awaited his reaction. I was really self-conscious about my writing skills because I knew they didn’t compare to his. I hoped he wouldn’t laugh at it or say it was “cute”.

  When he finished reading my moment of reckoning arrived.

  “Jazz you are usually so guarded with your emotions. This is a pleasant and beautiful surprise. I love it and I love you Jazz.”

  “It feels so good every time you tell me you love me. Promise you’ll never stop telling me?”

  “I promise.”

  “You know Zeke, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t worry about how people would see me if they knew about us. I haven’t got to where I can just voluntarily tell people about us. How do you deal with it?”

  “Jazz for a long time I felt like I’d been forsaken by God because of the way I am. I had been listening to man speak for God and was led to think God hated me when in fact God has always shown me nothing but love. Man’s limited viewpoint, the inability to see past his own human boundaries, and ignorant self-righteous views of God contradicted what God has actually proven to me time and time again.”

  “So what changed?”

  “When I stopped listening to
man I could hear God again. My relationship with God is personal. It doesn’t need third party validation and it’s not open to the interpretation of someone else’s biased prejudices. There are many devils posing as Christians to mislead the naive. Anyone who condones, practices, and justifies hate, obviously missed the point of the word. It’s ironic how people use God’s word to justify hating and condemning someone, yet claim to have a loving and good heart.”

  “Why do people get so uptight about how other people live their lives when it has nothing to do with them? The main ones doing the most evil shit are the ones who point their finger and beat the bible the hardest while shaking it at other people.”

  “If everyone spent their time fostering their own spiritual relationships with God and trying to live their life the right way, they wouldn’t have time to worry about someone else. People will find fault in you until the day you die. It’s a defense mechanism to induce false confidence. When they criticize others, they don’t have to look at themselves. No mortal man can tell me my God doesn’t love me when it’s proven every single day. That’s faith and when you have it no one can shake it.”

  Seven

  Ezekiel Nelson

  When Alton told me that he caught Nadiah and Ingrid in bed together, I felt so sorry for him. Alton is such a sweet person and I hated to see him mistreated by that ungrateful wife of his. It finally seemed like he would leave her ass for good. With Rachel in the hospital, his marriage ending, and dealing with the reality of divorce, things were beginning to be a bit much for him.

  “Zeke I gave that woman everything and she did this to me. I’ve known it was over between us for some time now. I just kept hoping one day things would change. I’ve been such a fool.”

  “Alton you know none of us in the family have ever liked Nadiah. We saw what you couldn’t see. We tolerated her because we love you. You deserve so much more. Alton you are one of the most amazing men I know. You are sweet, honest, loyal, warm and giving and I am not just saying that because you are my cousin, I mean it.”

  “Thanks cuz. You know what the craziest part is Zeke? I feel sad and relieved at the same time.”