Page 1 of To Hades & Back
There weretwo things that I hated in life: lazy people and women that talked shit about sucking dick but thought licking it like a Tootsie Roll Pop is supposed to do something. Those two things combined made for a really frustrating night and a flaccid dick.Smack!Did this bitch just smack herself in the face with my softening dick?
“Um, Miss Ma’am, what the fuck was that? You gotta pick a better porn site or maybe pay for the subscription instead of relying on the free shit. This shit you’re doing right here screams I filter to all the free porn,” I told her with genuine sympathy. I struggled to believe that no man had ever told her that her head game wasn’t up to par. If that was the case, she must have been out here performing on young dudes.
She stopped, looking up at me with a scrunched face. There was no way that she was cute enough to ever do that again. I had to stop with the ugly bitches. There was a rumor that I only let ugly bitches give me head. It was sometimes true that you couldn’t trust rumors, but from my pattern of behavior, it was obvious that it was not just a rumor. I said that to say that, if you were a female and I told you that all you could do was give me head, that should be a sign that you were not of the attractive variety.
“I mean, if you could keep your dick hard, then maybe I wouldn’t have to do all of this. I can only do but so much, Hades,” she said with her nose turned up.The fuck did she just say to me?
When she grabbed my dick then put it in her mouth aggressively, I took a step back. “Miss Ma’am, my shit can’t stay hard because you can’t give head, neck, throat, or any other alternate name you want to give it.” I put myself back into my pants.
She got up from the floor, crossed her arms over herself, then stuck her hip out. “First of all, there is nothing wrong with how I give head. Don’t get mad at me because you use your shit so much that it’s starting not to work. Maybe if you weren’t such a ho.”
“Was that supposed to be you telling me off? I can guarantee you there is not an issue with my dick, lil baby.” She had me fucked up in the ugliest of ways.Just out here saying ugly things while being ugly is absolutely preposterous.“Would you like to see just how hard my dick can stay?”
I hoped she would say no, but I knew she wouldn’t. She wanted to embarrass me to lessen the embarrassment on herself. People talked about fragile masculinity but often neglected to touch on fragile femininity. There were plenty ofwomen in this world who relied on the approval of men to feel like a woman. Miss ugly was one of them. “Go for it, limp dick.”
I shook my head because I was about to hurt her feelings. It was unfortunate for her that I didn’t have to go very far to get the job done either. Every once in a while, I had small get-togethers at our clubhouse. It was a get-together that was only meant for the single club members. I might have been a ho, but I respected the sanctity of marriage, just like I did committed relationships as well. That was one of the main reasons that I refused to get into one. If I wasn’t ready for one, then I wouldn’t play like I was.
I told Miss Ma’am to stay put while I went out to the main room of the club to look for who I wanted. When I found her, I told her to come with me. Her ass almost fell off the bar stool at my request. Miss Ma’am popped up out of the seat that she was in when we came into the room. “What the fuck, Ciara?”
“Oh, shit. I forgot y’all know each other,” I said with no concern for anyone’s feelings. “Ciara, ya girl here said that there was a problem with my dick because it wouldn’t stay hard when she was licking it like a Tootsie Roll Pop and smacking it against her face. Is that true?” I asked with a high brow.
Ciara’s eyes looked like they were almost crossed because she tried to look at me and Miss Ma’am at the same time.What the fuck is this girl’s name?Ciara’s hand moved to her hip. “Brea, I told you to stop with that dumb shit. No one likes it. I’m sure if you were sucking his dick like you normally do, then he definitely didn’t stay hard.”
“The fuck do you know about how I suck dick, Ciara? I know your ho ass ain’t trying to hate.” Brea was not happy at all.Brea, that’s her name.
Ciara laughed. “Did you forget that we’ve had sex in the same room? If I’m a ho, than we’re ho twins. The only difference is that this ho knows how to keep a dick hard.”
“I feel like a show and tell is needed.” I shrugged my shoulders. Yeah, I wasn’t shit for this, but ask me if I gave a fuck.
Ciara and Brea were groupies of the groupies to our groupies, as my sister Hestia called them. They wanted to be down with the Mount Olympus Riders; however, they fell short. Ciara and Brea thought fucking all of the members that they considered top dogs in the club would get them somewhere. I’d never fucked either of them, but Ciara sucked me off when her jaws needed some exercise. As offended and hurt that Brea tried to play it, the only reason she was in this room was because she told me that she sucked dick better than her friend.There’s no honor among ho dick suckers.
With defiance in her eyes, Ciara sashayed toward me. Before she dropped to her knees, her head turned in Brea’s direction with slits for eyes. “Watch and learn. It’s not often that I give free lessons.”
My dick was already hard when she took it out. This was about to be a waste of a hard on. Before she could put me into her mouth, my hand went to her shoulder. “Nah, you good. I just wanted to make a point.”
“But I want to suck your dick, daddy. I want you to cum on my face,” Ciara whined. Her pout was extremely off putting combined with her calling me daddy. I hated that shit.
My focus went to her friend. “Now do you think your ho twin would be begging to suck me off if my dick couldn’t stay hard?” I put myself back up. “Ciara, stop with that daddy shit. It’s not sexy at all. Go to therapy and work on those daddy issues.” I patted her on her head, stepped around her, then left them in the room alone.
“Whose daughter’s heart did you break tonight?” Meliseus asked when I approached the bar and sat down next to him.
We’d been friends since we were toddlers. His parents and mine made the move down south together from NewYork. People sometimes called him the fourth Basil brother. Meliseus’s family were beekeepers who supplied organic honey to a lot of those expensive, healthy food stores. Their honey was sold in two major chain stores. My homeboy, Arke, was my right-hand man, and Meliseus was my left.I’m left-handed.
That was nothing at all against Arke. He was loyal to the Mount Olympus Riders. Meliseus was loyal to the Riders and more than that, me. He knew just about everything about me.
I gave the bartender a nod to let her know that I wanted a beer when she got a chance. My hand went over my heart when I turned on my stool to face my best friend. “Man, I didn’t do anything. Why couldn’t it be someone breaking my heart? My heart matters too.”
I sat there silently for a beat. Just as I was about to turn back around, there was a small commotion in the back. I didn’t have to look to find out who it was. My head fell back. Without moving from my seat, I lifted my hand to give a sign to the DJ. He cut the music before he told security to get Ciara and Brea out of our clubhouse. If the members of the club couldn’t fight in our clubhouse, I would be damned if groupies of our groupies did.
“See, that’s what happens when you go out here breaking people daughters’ hearts,” Meliseus said with a titter. “Hos have hearts too.”
“Blah, blah, blah. The way those hos turned on each other, they don’t have a heart for shit else but their tramp ways,” I told him.
The bartender finally put my beer in front of me. I was annoyed as hell right now. Came here with the intention of at least getting my dick sucked. Lately, I’d laid off of fucking these hos. They didn’t know the difference between mind-boggling sex and love. They were out here falling into fake love, and I couldn’t have that shit.
Some months ago, a bitch confronted me when I had my niece, Aoide—Zeus and Dindi’s daughter—and my nephew, Ocean—Poseidon and Melody’s son—with me. She was on some rah-rah shit because I didn’t call her back after we fucked, but the bad part of it all was that I didn’t remember fucking her. Her stupid ass tried to get physical which resulted in me pulling a gun on her ho ass. By the time I got to my parents’ house, the news of what happened beat me there. My brothers and father went to my ass. That was bad, but nothing broke my heart more than the disappointment in my mother’s eyes about the situation.
That incident was enough to make me think about my dick slinging ways. Now, I wasn’t going to resort to hand activities in the shower, so getting head was my compromise. My parents had been begging me to settle down forever. Poseidon and Zeus being married with a child didn’t help things at all. If we were going down the line, it was Hestia’s damn turn to get married. We skipped over her ass completely.
