Chapter 5
Okay, so it was me, Jahreiah, Jahrae, JJ, their girlfriends, Jahlero, Jaylah, Jahrein Junior, his girl Josairah, her brother Monster, Jeremy Junior, his twin Jared, their brother Jerrod, their girls, their cousin Chubby, his girl Cocoa, Jahreiah’s cousins Keyasia, Lil’ Kevin, and their spouses, Jahreiah’s uncle, Lil’ Ray, who was just a few years older than us, their cousin Lil Jaylen…
lowkey it was weird how a few of them had the same names, because Jahreiah also had a brother named Jaylen, as well as an uncle.
Plus, Jaylah was named after her granny.
Jahreiah said that whenever that happened it meant that her daddy had lost a bet with his brother and had to name a baby after whatever name he decided, but moving along.
There was their cousin Rye…who unintentionally ended up with cousin Jaylen…
who was technically her step-nephew/step-cousin or some shit.
Long story short, there was a gang of us. Jahrein Junior was a huge NBA superstar, while Jeremy Junior was in the fucking NFL. So, there was long money amongst the crew. They had assistants, and three drivers to handle the luxury RVs we were using to go camping.
In total, there were four RVs headed to a camping site for what Jahrein Junior was calling a sibling and cousin camp. A party planner had spearheaded the entire thing, and I was in awe with the experience, thus far.
“Yo, I thought that you were in a RV?” Sunny chattered, as we were on a Facetime call.
I smirked. “I am.”
“But it’s a whole kitchen behind you. Shit looks nice too.”
I briefly glanced over my shoulder, like I hadn’t already checked out the stainless-steel appliances, island, and expensive cabinetry.
“Yeah, it is nice. Lil’ Jah’s peoples got us in this fancy shit.
Each RV looks like this. Plush shit,” I yawned, as I had my feet propped up on a ottoman in front of the couch I was lounging on.
Sunny squinted. “Bro, is that Jahreiah sleeping on ya shoulder?”
I licked my lips, as I cut my eyes to her sleeping face. “Of course.”
“Word? So, everybody knows now?”
I sighed. “I wouldn’t say that. But the old heads stayed back in Houston. So, we laxed like a mafucka. Word to my mother.”
Sunny chuckled. “Yo, I get it. You moved out there to be with your shorty. And everybody’s paid out there. It’s the life, yo. And…I regret not leaving with you. So, I finally told moms that I’m moving too.”
My smile widened. “No, shit?”
“Yea. She was all crying and shit, but I aint hearing her, yo. Cause I overheard her talking to Aunt Des and she was saying that I wasn’t moving because she needs the income. Pops probably won’t keep sending the money if we’re both in Houston.”
Hearing that, I shook my head. However, I wasn’t surprised.
Moms did rely heavily on the bread my pops sent.
But at our ages, it shouldn’t have been our responsibility to worry about her stability.
People were always telling her to go get a real job, but she preferred working at the bars, because she could still party at the same time.
Moms loved to be outside and I’m sure that a nice portion of the money she received was used on her upkeep, as she was known as one of the flyest dressers in Brooklyn.
We were tied directly into her livelihood, and had been getting the shorter end of the stick.
With moms’ mismanagement of money, we were still in the hood, while our pops lived in a gated community. For obvious reasons, it was far more beneficial to live with pops, and I was honestly done doing what was best for my moms. She was still young, and could definitely fend for herself.
“Yo, that’s wild, but I’m glad that you finally woke up. When are you coming?” I questioned.
“Next week. I called pops and he already has everything handled.”
I nodded.
“Yea, and pops was telling me how you’re never home. He said that you practically moved in at the Braxton’s.”
I smirked. “You know how he exaggerates. I usually come home late in the evenings. I’ve just been training for this amateur fight that Big Jah got lined up next month.”
Sunny frowned. “After knocking out a whole champion, he wants you to fight a amateur?”
“It’s just to keep me conditioned and put my name out there. I can’t step to the next level until I’m eighteen.”
“Okay, so later this year you can have some title matches or some shit?”
“Hopefully.”
“Well, then, you better stay off Jahreiah. You know that boxing niggas aint supposed to fuck.”
“Pshh.” I scratched the side of my head. “If that’s the case, then I’m losing every fight. Cause I’ma knock the bottom of the pussy every time, son.”
Jahreiah sleepily lifted her head and frowned. “Really, Sincere?”
“What?” I furrowed a brow. “I’m just keeping it real.”
Sunny snickered. “Ayo, you mafuckas must be in that RV alone, talking like this.”
“Nah,” I grinned into the camera. “It us, Jahrae, JJ, their girls, Jahlero, Jaylah, and her bestie.”
“Okay, where the hell are they?”
“The only other person in here is Jaylah, and she’s sleeping. The rest of them mafuckas went back to the bunk beds. Shits been squeaking since we hit the road.”
“Yoooo,” Sunny heartily laughed. “I can’t fucking wait to get out there. I’m missing all the fun. And let me guess, Jahlero is with Jaylah’s bestie?”
“Yup.”
“Damn, and my bae is all by herself?” He referred to Jaylah.
Jahreiah sucked her teeth, as her head was once again resting on my shoulder, while her eyes were closed.
“You know damn well that she ain’t fucking with you.
Should’ve never let your hormones get the best of you and smash our cousin.
You ain’t finna run through the fam. We don’t get down like that. ”
“Yo, she can speak for herself,” Sunny rebutted.
I chuckled. “You know her mean ass aint with it.”
“It’s cold.” Jahreiah shivered a bit.
Reaching over, I grabbed a folded blanket, spread it out, and draped it over our bodies.
“Yeah, that’s better.” She snuggled in.
I cut my eyes at her. “Why you acting like you really sleeping? Hmm?” I rubbed her thigh under the cover.
“I’m sleepy,” she whined with her eyes closed.
“I thought you was keeping me company?” I whispered, before softly kissing her lips.
She smiled. “I’m trying to keep it PG. Especially while we’re in this open space around my brothers.”
“Them niggas aint worried ‘bout us.” My hand crept up in her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties, so my index finger easily slid between her slit.
“Yo, what the fuck?” Sunny grumbled, as Jahreiah lovingly rubbed my face, while I finessed her clit. “You mafuckas is wildin’. I’ll hit you lata, Sin J.”
“Yea, lata.” I ended the call.
“Sin,” Riah whimpered, as we could hear her wetness, while I stroked her pearl.
“Sin, what? Hmm?” I hungrily dipped my tongue into her mouth.
She suckled on the tip of my tongue, while I played in that pussy.
“You gotta stop.” She broke our kiss and huskily breathed out. “Cause you got me ready to hop on this dick, right now.”
“Do it,” I challenged, wanting her so badly in that moment.
Without a doubt I was being greedy, and incredibly reckless. Since I’d been in Houston, me and Riah had been fucking like rabbits, with absolutely no pulling out.
I’d literally lost count of all the times that we’d fucked in our cars, on the side of buildings, parks and at her parents’ house. Sex was obviously addictive and we were both some addicts.
“I can’t,” she whispered, while easing a hand into my shorts, then boxers.
She sloppily kissed me, while gripping my hot dick. I moaned against her, as she jacked me off.
After a while, I couldn’t take anymore, and broke the kiss. Then I abruptly stood up, forcing her to release my dick.
With my dick still hanging out of my boxers, it stood at attention. “Fuck this. Let’s go in the restroom, right quick.”
She nodded, as she scooted off the couch. Dropping my shirt over my hard-on, we tipped to the bathroom, and locked ourselves inside.
Wasting no time, Riah dropped her shorts to the floor before stepping out of them. She then sexily bent over, grabbing her ankles.
Lifting the bottom of my shirt, I pulled it behind my neck, before gripping her hips. Powerfully, I pushed my massive erection into her, before dipping in deeper.
Loudly, our skin clapped, as I swayed in and out of her. Her pussy was smacking, while I excitedly watched my dick ease in and out of her womb.
Loving the way her walls was hugging my dick, my toes curled in my socks and slides. Gradually, my head fell back, as she contracted her muscles around me.
“Shit.” I released a guttural growl, as I busted in her.
“Riah.” Jaylah knocked on the door. “Y’all better come out of here. The beds done stopped squeaking. So, you know they’re about to come through here,” she whispered. “With y’all nasty asses.”
Sighing, I pulled out of Riah, as she stood upright. We then quickly washed off with a face towel, before she threw her shorts back on and I tucked my dick back into my shorts.
Wanting to make sure that the coast was clear, I stepped out of the bathroom first. When I only saw Jaylah, I motioned with my head for Jahreiah to follow me. Then we both tipped back over to the couch, and sat back down.
Now, sitting across from us, Jaylah smirked. “Y’all don’t think that y’all should maybe scoot in the opposite direction to not seem so obvious?”
I kissed my teeth, as I tossed an arm around Riah. “Ion want them in our business, but I aint hiding shit, either.”
“So.” She twisted her lips. “You don’t care if they know?”
“Nah.” I shrugged.
“Okay. Even if they tell our mama and daddy?”
“It is what it is.”
She hooded her eyes. “You do realize that certain shit won’t be allowed anymore, right?”
“Yeah, I know. At the same time, we wanna do us. Fully. Not just when nobody is looking.”
“What does doing y’all fully look like, exactly?”
I smiled and winked. “You’ll see.”
“Aye, I hope y’all didn’t eat all the sandwiches. I’m hungry as hell,” JJ chattered, as he waltzed through the kitchen area, shirtless.