It's Complicated

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Kevin and I grew up together. We learned to walk together, learned how to play football together, basketball, even dated the same girl a couple times. Kevin was my best friend, my bro, my dude. But that relationship changed drastically the summer Kevin turned eigh***.
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My mom worked days, and my older brother was staying on campus at the university. Dad's been out of the picture since I was a positive pregnancy test, so during the summer, when there's no football practice, I have the house to myself. On the day things changed so radically between my best frien and me, I was walking around the house naked, which I often did when alone. The freedom was a turn-on, and I don't mind saying that seeing my trim, strong body in the mirrors made feel pretty damn good about myself.
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Apparently that body wasn't good enough for everybody, though. I had lined up what I thought was a sure thing at Kevin's birthday party in late May, but she bailed she made it known she was no longer interested. That kind of stung, but what really sucked was that I hadn't been laid in like three weeks since! That was a serious dry spell for me at that time.
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So I was walking through the house and decided to sift through some of the B&D and S&M porn my older brother kept in his sock drawer. I was thinking about how it would feel to have some bald-headed, tattooed leather-clad woman with bright red lips slap my ass with a paddle. I was getting pretty excited thinking about it. I had the bone on pretty good, absently stroking myself as I walked through the upstairs hallway. I passed the bathroom and casually glanced into the next room. And there was Kevin, completely naked, staring at me.
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Buried up to his black balls in my mother!
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My dick went limp like someone had shot it. Kevin grinned like the cat that ate the canary and continued staring at me while he pumped her. I could hear her with every lunge, grunting, calling his name into the pillow, telling him to hit it harder, to cum in her white cunt again, please!
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I went back downstairs, all thoughts of B&D erased from my mind. I tried to do some gaming, but kept getting killed and ***ing off my team. I tried watching TV. But all I kept seeing was Kevin's dark mahogany skin contrasting against my mother's pale white buttock and hip, her creamy back, her red-going-grey hair, and one large, soft breast, swinging forward and backward as my best friend doggied her ruthlessly.
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I didn't see much of Kevin after that, maybe a glimpse during our different sports practices. I found out just how much there was to do to stay away from home, too. It was about a month later when I saw him down in the city. I was looking score a dime when he came out of a shabby record store two doors down from me.
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He flashed me that grin again. I couldn't think of anything to say. All that came out was: "Kevin...Dude...WHAT the FUCK, man?!"
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He went on grinning and grabbed his crotch. "What it is, Charlie! Ain't my fault--I got somethin' she NEED, brotha!"
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My eyes were wide with disbelief, and my voice was indignant. "No... No! Come on, man--you can NOT call me 'brother' while you're banging my MOM!"
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Kevin clicked hi tongue against his teeth and muttered, "whatever, man," and shouldered past me on the sidewalk. I had an instant to contemplate just how weird my social and family life had become--but just an instant; then a sharp smack on my ass whirled me around indignantly.
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Kevin was walking away from me backward, grinning that shit-eating grin and pointing both fingers at me. He hollered back at me: "We may not be bro's no more, Charlie, but ask y'self this: who's ya DADDY now?!" He spun around and walked off laughing, knowing how totally he had just owned me, and knowing that I knew it, too.
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My best firend...!
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That motherfucker.

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