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  1. Also by Omar Tyree
  2. Contents
  3. Under Pressure
  4. Still Strokin’
  5. Nightmares
  6. Celibacy
  7. Cock Blocking
  8. Sex Crazy
  9. Anything Can Happen
  10. Damn!
  11. A Lot to Think About
  12. Say What?
  13. Hypocrisy
  14. There Is Always Another One
  15. A Crowded Room of Women
  16. No Peace, No Pleasure
  17. Guilt-Ridden
  18. Turned Out
  19. New Tricks and Treats
  20. In the Closet
  21. The Mansion
  22. They Got Me
  23. Anything Goes
  24. Sexaholic
  25. Plenty of Options
  26. Back to Chaos
  27. Party Over
  28. A New Beginning
  29. Figure It All Out
  30. Epilogue
  31. About the Author

Hookers would have condoms.

I asked them, “Are you two hookers or what? I mean, you just seem a little too eager for grown women. Is Corey paying you for this?”

It was my last chance to turn them off, but all it seemed to do was irritate Corey.

He said, “Man, you sound like the bitch. You talked about putting your dick in her mouth, now do it. You need a dick in your ass to get you started?”

He was approaching me with his dick out as he spoke.

I was incensed! What was he trying to say? And where was he going with this?

I stood up from the dresser and said, “What?”

He said, “You heard me. Do I have to bend you over to get this shit started up in here? Is that how you like it? You gotta be forced to do it?”

The girls began laughing and backed away to watch a confrontation between us.

I was frozen for a minute, while trying to figure out if this was really happening. I guess I was waiting to wake up from the dream, or the nightmare, because it was all crazy.

Corey stripped himself fully naked and walked over to make sure the door was locked and latched. My heart started racing in my chest. The man was bigger than me, and I was going to have to fight his ass to the death if he was serious.

He started walking back toward me. “Now we gon’ see what’s up. I’ve been thinking about this for a while now,” he revealed to me.

Janice and Selena looked turned on by it. They were both giggling and fondling each other, while stripping from their own clothes.

Janice joked and sang, “Somebody’s gonna get his assss took…”

That shit woke me up from my daze. It was not a joke in there. So I rushed at Corey and pushed him into the wall with a thump.

BOOM!

Somehow he grabbed me by my arms and pulled me into him, kissing me on the mouth.

“You want it rough, huh?” he said, and started grabbing at my tailored clothes.

Finally, my stupid-ass cell phone rang. It was too late to pay attention to it at that point. I was in a fight for my manhood.

I yelled, “You sick motherfucker!” and struggled to get my arms loose while he continued to try and kiss me.

“Is this how y’all usually get down?” Selena asked. These women still looked as if it was a game. I don’t know what Corey had told them, but they must have really believed him.

I went wild and head-butted him in the mouth.

“ARRGH, ARRGH, ARRGH!” I grunted, head-butting him again and again. I had busted his lip open but he still wouldn’t let me go.

“Damn, he’s really fucking fighting him,” Janice stated. I guess it finally dawned on her that I wasn’t fucking playing.

“Bitch, I’m not gay!” I screamed at her.