The Four Types of Men That Get In Relationships...Some should NOT

There is a list for everything these days, a list of who's best dressed, a list of favourite foods, a list of bad diets, a list of who's cuter well there is a list of men that we get into relationships and how to identify them.

In descending order from the most favourable man to the least

1. The Faithful Man
2. The Man That Has a Wife & Has A Girlfriend On The Side
3. The Man That Is In A Relationship and Sleeps Around Because He Feels Like He Can
4. The Sex Addict



The Faithful Man is the of course the man that everyone wants but can't figure out with all the noise in the dating game who is this man?, where is he?, where does he live? and how come there aren't enough of him to go around?

The Man That Has a Wife & a girlfriend is the second most favourable man because these are the men that have trouble communicating what they need from their primary relationship. Most likely, all they want is more of your attention, however they're not needy or dependent, they are just looking for more of your time and they will get it from someone who is willing to give it to them. It is also fair to say that just because they have a girlfriend on the side doesn't mean they are having sex with them. The man that has a wife and a girlfriend is aware of who is priority. If something happens to you and you are #1 (or the wife) trust he will be right there by your side, where as #2 will probably get a phone call or a card. It is your duty as the wife to make sure that if you find yourself more pre-occupied with something else in your relationship that you take a moment to sit back and ask your lover, how are we doing? not how are you doing? but how are we doing? Are you happy? what can we do? It may not necessarily sound like that but just gauge your relationship, pace your relationship and make sure the lines of communication is open.

The Man That Is In A Relationship and Sleeps Around Because He Feels Like He Can is the man that sleeps around because he feels that he can absolutely get away with it for as long as he possibly can. Unfortunately, the sad truth is that this is the majority of the men that God created on this beautiful green, blue and brown earth. This is the man that is pretty on the side and ugly on the inside. This is the man that tells you who is he is from the get but we are so blinded by the pretty that we can't see the ugly. If he has critical opinions about things that aren't important like a persons looks or what a persons wearing or the kind of car that a person drives but have no opinions about things that matter, then mostly this is the guy right here and you need to run as far away as you can. Another clue to this type of man is the man that clearly "gets bored easily" now that alone should sound bells, whistles and alarm in your brain to say "check please!". The man that is in a relationship and sleeps around because feels like he can has a sense of entitlement. They are not humble and they feel they can not be knocked down and therefore they will continue to do it and in some cases even after he has been knocked down will he continue to do it because he will find a way to justify his every move.

The Sex Addict is the classic Sinner Man right? This man can't seem to get enough body, flesh, pussy, ass, titties, head (if he's gay dick, ass, cum, head). The Sex Addict often goes ignored but is as dangerous if not more dangerous as the gambling addiction. The Sex Addict will be in a relationship, have a girlfriend, sleeps around because he can and also will be online hook up sites and has an extensive porn collection. This man along with the Man That Is In A Relationship but Sleeps Around Because He Feels He Can, should not get in relationships but they do. At least with the Sex Addict there is help for them but if you find yourself in a relationship with this person and didn't realize it from the beginning, you have to allow them to get treated for this addiction and leave the relationship. You may feel like you are doing them a favour by staying with them however, all you are is a crutch to lean on when times get rough. They have to get treatment for this and then come to you clean. They are no good to you as a partner otherwise.

What do you think?

"Friends & Lovers" (Part V)

Robert wasn't normally home during the day but today he again had the luxury of working from home but spent most of the time at home on blackberry or near a computer, with the television set to CNN. It came to him as a surprise that the doorbell rang. People sorta knew Marlon & Robert and knew that they were never home during the day however this person decided to take a change. Robert walked from his office to the door, opened the door and saw that it was Carl. This shocked Robert to the fullest because he didn't Carl back in town.

"Carl, come in...what are you doing here?"
"It's over Robert. I lost him"
"What are you..."
"Dion and I are over...I caught him in bed with some dude"

Carl walked into Roberts moderate sized living room and took a seat on the plush cream couch. It failed to click in Carl's mind that Robert is not the person you go to for relationship advice.

"Well Carl, you been away for a long time, in and out spending less than a week at home and more than several weeks at a time away. While I don't condone cheating, you can't really cheat on something that's never there, that wasn't there"
"I tried to make him happy, I tried to let him know I love him, Robert. He knows I love him" Carl said with a disbelief still in his voice
"When was the last time you and Dion had sex?"
"2 months ago"
"2 months ago?...2 months ago?...hell, 2 months and I ..." Robert interrupted himself to not say something he knew he'd regretting letting anyone hear him say out loud
"We were both busy, he was busy flipping homes all over Georgia and I was busy...looking for a job"
"You still haven't told him you lost your job, did you"
"No..."
"What are you afraid of? Why wouldn't you tell him?"
"Because I didn't want him to leave me..."
"It seems like he already did that but if it's over...he needs to know. I mean it's only right, since you're not going to fight to keep the relationship alive..."
"Who said I wasn't going to?"
"Well I don't know...are you?"

There was a bit of silence between the two men. Robert finally sat down on the love seat across from Carl.

"Whatever you do though, it's his decision. He needs to know what's really been going on because for all he knows, he thinks the man that he was once inseparable from skips out on town and doesn't think about him. I mean he's a man too and if you ask most women, they won't be able to go 2 months without sex either and by the way it's not just about the sex, it's about the intimacy, I bet you talk to him, this person you saw him doing it with may just someone that just simple makes him feel good"
"You're right" Carl said nodding his head
"So he doesn't know that you lost your job, so that also says he doesn't know your place is in foreclosure either am I correct?"

Carl nodded quietly agreeing. Robert didn't have any easy solutions to helping Carl but helped him understand that lying to hide his broken ego didn't help his relationship nor did running away from help him either.

"You think he'll forgive me?"
"I don't know Carl, but you won't know unless you ask him yourself"

On the other side of town, Dre and Dion took I-75 to Dre's neighbourhood of College Park. Surprisingly enough there was little traffic going south. Dion had his hands interlocked with Dre. The two were listening to listening to V103 on a lower volume. Every now and then Dion would get catch a glimpse of Dre who was one of those focused drivers. Dre caught Dion catching these glimpses. "What?" he said with a chuckle and a slight smile. "Nothing, how did we get to where we are at?" Dion asked "Do you mean are we moving way too fast?" "Y - Yeah?" Dion said "Maybe but we're both enjoying each other right?" Dre said looking over to Dion "Yeah"

"We do have something in common. We're both two young, attractive, working black men in a city of ineligible bachelors and eligible whores..."

This description made Dion laugh

"We both have things about us that we are not proud of that affects us, but that's the beauty of love and karma. They brought us together to help fix each other and build each other"

This made Dion melt in the passenger seat of his car. How could somebody so young be so romantic and so available towards him? he thought as they continued their drive to the south side.

"Now I have a roommate. His name is Treymon, he's a bit messy so you might have to excuse the apartment, it might look like Katrina blew through that motherfucker" Dre said
"Damn"
"Yeah my roommate is from New Orleans and came here right before Katrina hit and I guess decided to stay here but he's on some crazy shit."
"hmm"
"I wouldn't be surprised if his piece is there. That motherfucker bothers me, he's always there. He lost his job which I can understand that but now Trey asks me can dude stay with us for a little bit longer until he gets on his feet because dude just lost his house but I'm like dude he gots to go soon"
"Aww man I'm sorry to hear that. I'm lucky I don't have that roommate situation"
"Yeah for a large house, I'm surprised you don't share it anyone"
"I shared it at one point, they're just never there" Dion said looking over out his window
"Gotcha" Dion said

Later that early afternoon, Dion and Dre had just gotten back from College Park and arrived at Lenox Mall. Dre changed into a simple black shirt that read in white letters 'You See Me' a pair of dark denim jeans and a pair of red and black leather chucks. Dre parked his Nissan in the extra parking lot and the two arrived inside the mall. The two decided to do a bit of window shopping and the sight of the two of them drew stares from the store owners, employees, janitors, girls, boys, men and women. The two were oblivious to all this attention, they were just having a good time in each others company. What everyone was looking at was an amazing looking couple that even though they didn't publicly show it, you felt their bond and their love for each other. Dion felt a sense of security in being around Dre and Dre felt a sense of trust he had never allowed himself to experience. The only public display of affection the two shared was very discreet moments when Dion would get on the escalators in front of Dre, Dre would grab on to Dion's waist and give a slight squeeze, something about this made Dion smile on this inside while he didn't visibly show it.

While walking down the halls of the mall, the two ran into Marlon and his friend Leon who would sometimes dress up as Leona and today he was Leona with a Leon twist. Marlon and Leon were having a blast shopping each had several bags in their hand. Leon had on a pair of of skin tight jeans, a pair of black lace strapped open toe shoes and a somewhat snug girl shirt on, dark skinned with Prada classes a slick short hairstyle reminiscent of Fantasia but the kicker was is that she had gold fronts. Marlon was wearing a white shirt under an Aeropostale grey and white striped cardigan, light blue True Religion jeans and men's Ugg boots. Dion did a double take and realized that Marlon was out but was caught by who he was with

"Oh my god Marlon? I didn't expect to see you here" Dion said in shock
"Oh so finally you decide to come out" Marlon said clenching his cheekbones
"Leona?" Dre said in a complete surprise
"You know this bangy cunt over here" Marlon said jokingly
"Bangy? bitch I give you realness 24/7 you hear you me Housewife of Atlanta?" Leona replied taking over her glasses to expose her long extension lashes and pointed out her open toe lace strap shoes.

Everyone laughed at the running into each other.

"So Dion this is my friend Leon he works as a hair and wig stylist" Marlon said. Dre interjected and introduced Leon "But on the weekends at a club near you she goes by the name Leona Perry as Leon/Leona decided to give face and strike a pose "Yes Diva" Marlon egged him on. This caused a bug eyed response by Dion, he was taking in Leon/Leona's outright openness, clearly it's been a while since he's been out actually living. "Well Marlon this is Dre" Dre and Marlon shook hands "so pleased to meet you" Marlon replied cordially. "Listen we need to get all this stuff to the car but Dion, we'll catch up" Marlon said looking at both Dion and Dre with high brows. Leona/Leon said his salutations to Dion as well

"Are they a couple?" Leon/Leona inquired
"They might as well be" Marlon replied
"How you doin'"
"Awlright"

Marlons phone started ringing in his pocket. He stopped and rested his bags on the floor to answer it, it was Robert. Marlon put his iPhone to his ear to find out what Robert wanted.

"Hey babe whats up"
"Marlon, did you know Dion had started seeing someone else"

Marlon paused for a second, looked back at Dion and looked around

"No, why?"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, whats up?"
"Carls back in town...he went to the house to see Dion but found him in bed fucking some dude, he came over here shortly after clearly upset. I think he's headed back over to the house. So if you see him or talk to him, tell him. He's headed back over there now to try and work things out"

This caused a look of shock on Marlons face, by now he had lost sight of both Dion and Dre.

"Ok...yeah I will"
"Thanks sweety see you tonight"
"Babe, maybe you should go over there just to make sure everything remains cool"
"That's their relationship to fix and though I thought about it, this is Carls mess to fix. He created it with his consistent absence, in a way he's at fault. There's not much I can do"
"But damn catching your man in bed with someone else will make you do some fucked up shit Robbie" recalling the time they got caught by Robbie's wife years ago
"He won't do anything stupid, he's hurting yes but will do what it takes to get his shawty back"
"Ok listen I gotta go real quick, I got all these bags..."
"Aight see you when you get here"

The two hung up and immediately Marlon switched to his text screen to text Dion "If you haven't already now would be the time to tell Dre about you having a man, Carl is in town and is headed to the house" unsure of whether or not Dion would get it.

Dre and Dion sat in the food court where it was relatively empty still. In a semi awkward moment the two just sat there and looked at each other. Dion felt his phone vibrate and it was a call from his house, this made his heart thump as no one should be at the house. He let the phonecall go ignored but then saw the text from Marlon. This drew a frown on Dions face as he is confronted with possibly ending his fantasy relationship with Dre. "What" Dre said noticing the change in Dions body language.

"I have a boyfriend or at least I thought I did" Dion said slumped in his chair
"What" Dre said in a bit of anger
"My boyfriends been away for a little over a month and through the time we've been together I would see him maybe a week at a time"
"When were you going to tell me"
"We've only been seeing each other a couple of days, I didn't expect this and don't lie to yourself and say you did...Come on now, you arrive at my doorstep, suckin my dick, I didn't even know your name until after I shot all over your face and next thing you know we go days fuckin each other. I don't think that constitutes a relationship"
"So I was your sweet escape huh?" Dre said with a voice of dissapointment

Dion didn't know how to answer that because part of it was true and part of him began to fall for Dre.

"I do this all the time, I fall too hard" Dre said "...and why, I shouldn't never came to your place that night after we messed around"
"You shouldn't have but you did...why"
"I don't know I decided to take a chance"
"So did I"
"By stepping out on your boy? You call cheatin on ole dude taking a chance?"
"You're not being fair"

Dion felt bad enough already and hurting Dre started to make him choke up as we was prepared to lose not one but two men in his life. Dre drew back a little, realizing he may have hurt Dion's feelings.

"C'mon let's go" Dre said in low tone. The two got up and walked around the mall a bit more to cool off. Dre noticed a photo booth and figured this was a good way to break the mood. He took Dion by the hand and led him to the booth. "Get in" Dre said to Dion, he put money in the machine and joined Dion inside. Dion wasn't in the mood for pictures. The two were cramped in the tiny booth and after the slight argument it was a bit tense inside. Dre decided to get up and sit Dions lap and put his arm around him. The two locked eyes drew near each other and softly kissed each other on the lips the picture snapped them kissing catching the two by surprise, they broke apart realizing they were photographed kissing, the two looked at the camera as much as to say "wait" but instead the photobooth took another picture of them in a spontaneous smile shot. The photobooth took several shots of them being goofy. The final photo was another random shot of the two looking into each others eyes

"You're still mad at me?" Dion said in a soft voice
"Mmmm I'm pissed but I can get over it, I like you alot" Dre said

The two kissed again

"I'm a fix this, I promise" Dion said
"There's nothing to fix, It ain't broken" Dre said smiling in mid kiss.

Friends & Lovers (Part IV)

The next morning, Dre woke up before Dion, He noticed Dion's swollen dick was up hard and laying against his stomach and appeared nice and full. He wanted to do something he hadn't done before. He wanted to do something that he had read turns alot of men on. Dre gently moved out the bed to not wake Dion up. He quietly reached into his pocket to grab a condom from out of his pocket of his jeans. He gets back in the bed, opens the condom wrapper and pull out the Magnum. He rolls it down from the head of Dions dick down to the base. Dion began to move a little but not by much. Dre had no lube and realized that the only way he was going to get wet was by using his own spit. He climbs on top of Dion and positions his dick to enter inside him. Dion began to breathe heavier and heavier, he began moaning and it began to reach higher and higher pitches. Dion woke up but Dre was only able to see the white of Dions eyes and then his eyeballs rolls forwards and he jumped up to look Dre in his eyes, Dion tightly grabbed Dre by the back of his neck with his right hand and his left hand on Dre's waist, Dion still breathing heavily in a low whisper "You made a big mistake doing that". This scared Dre in a way that was adventurous yet dangerous at the same time. He didn't Dion like this before and was wondering did he make him mad by waking him up in such a manner. Dre was unaware where all this strength came from as Dion began to pump his waist hard and thrust fast causing Dre to yelp loud and high "Shut up" Dion said in low angry grunt. "As a matter of fact, I'll give you something to scream about". Dion rolled Dre on to his back, his dick was at full hard on, swollen ready to blow. Dion regained his rhythm and began to give Dre long hard thrusts. Dion pounding on Dre's tight pink hole caused him to cry in both pain and pleasure.

Little did Dion or Dre know that Carl was walking in through the door. Immediately Carl was taken back by noises he heard coming from upstairs. His worst fears came true, he didn't have to see what was going on to know what was going on yet he decided torture himself with the sight of what he was about to see. Carl is slightly taller than Dion, 6'0 dark skinned muscular everywhere, its unsure what his hair is like because he kept it bald, he was clean and doesn't don any tattoos. The bigger surprise of all is that Carl is 12 years older than Dion. Carl had reached the top of the stairs and gently walked over to the door that was cracked, only to see a pair of legs up in the air and they weren't Dions, they were someone elses legs up in the air and Dion was in between them fucking. This shocked Carl because he was the top in that relationship. Carl and Dion had been together 4 years. Carl never let Dion fuck him. All Carl could hear are the sounds of agony that were buried into the sheets and sounds of Dion's balls slapping against the skin of the raised legs. Carl quietly walked away from the door and walked down the stairs, he didn't even pay his dog any attention what so ever. Carl closed to the door and open the door of his 2006 grey Nissan sat in the drivers. There was a picture of him and Dion taken in a photo booth at Lenox Mall, the sight of it made him cry as he realized that his dishonesty may have caused him the one thing he really loved.

In the bedroom, Dion had his right hand around Dre's neck as he was about to cum, he was by now drenched in sweat from all the hard fucking. He nutted inside of the condom, Dre wasn't able to get his in the heat of the moment. So many thoughts were racing through his mind and he was wondering did he fuck up or was Dion role playing. Dion gently pulled and ran to the bathroom to flush the condom down the toilet. He didn't kiss Dre when he was done, he didn't say anything. He immediately hopped in the shower. This caused a great deal of worry in Dre's thoughts. All he wanted to do was pleasure the man that makes him feel, the man that he's been spending the last few days with and the man that he began falling for so fast.

Dion finished his shorter than usual shower and walked drying himself off with a purple towel he had hanging up next to the shower stall. He walked over to where Dre was standing popped him on the ass and walked out the bathroom. Dre was still bothered that Dion had yet to kiss him. Dre decided not to think about it right away and decided instead to get in the shower.

Dion had full dressed this time in a green Lacoste polo, dark blue denim jeans and a pair of low Prada black sneakers. He made his way into the living room and turned on the television. It was the first time Dion turned his tv in recent weeks, he began to play with the dog who though docile loves a good belly rub.

Dressed and ready Dre takes the remote off of the couch where Dion was sitting and turns the television off "What's wrong" he asked in a noticeably upset tone "nothing..." Dion hesitated in his answer "I don't like when I'm being lied to especially by people I love" Dre said and he caught himself realizing that he just admitted to loving Dion. This also caught Dion by surprised because he found it difficult to lie to Dre about how he felt about waking up to him riding him. "Sit down Dre, we need to talk and I need you to hear me out, ok". Dre took a seat on the couch next to Dion.

"You scared me. You brought back a memory that I wasn't quite ready to relive again. I was molested by my nanny when I was 12 and the sad thing is my dad knew what happened because he gave her permission to do it because she wasn't my nanny, she was my dads other woman whom he was cheating on my mom with" Dre was disgusted by this news "...I woke up to this woman on me, riding me, I was scared, paralyzed and didn't know what to do and..." "Oh my god" Dre said softly "I had no idea, I'm so sorry" "Baby, it's not your fault. I should be the one apologizing for how I acted just now, I was scared and overreacted and risked hurting you in the process...why do you even like me? why do you love me? Dion looked at Dre. Dre got up and sat in Dions lap facing him "I know I like you, I knew that from the moment I first saw you, I don't know why I love you but I know that I should just because. I hope that maybe this day together will give me an idea of why I love you" Dre gently kissed Dion on the forehead. Something about that one kiss made a tear stream down Dions cheek. Dre got choked up seeing Dion crying "Anytime if you need me, I will be right by your side. You ain't gotta worry about anything" Dre continued.

Dre was everything that Carl wasn't. Dre is warm, Carl was cold. Dre is versatile, Carl is a Top. Deep down inside Dion knew he didn't deserve Dre because technically he stills has a boyfriend and has yet to figure out how to tell him.

"Listen, I need to get up and go home and change clothing, I got my drawls in my back pocket so I'm over here freeballin and shit" Dre said jokingly "Let's take my car and I'll show you my hood"

"Aight, cool" Dion said. Dre tapped Dion on the chin motioning a punch to his chin. Dion knew what Dre is feeling for him is almost mutual. This guy couldn't be any more perfect for him and much more what he needed in his life in a man. Sure Carl was his boyfriend but Carl wasn't the "it" dude to be with. Carl was the man that just happened to be there and appeared less messy than alot of the men that roamed Atlanta.

Dion was taken aback by the grey Nissan that was parked across the street, even though it was Dre's and he was walking towards it, it looked strikingly similar to Carls car. In all suspicion, Dion went around the front to look at the license plate and it wasn't Carls license plate. Relieved, Dion got on the passenger side and Dre started the car and began to drive down the street. "We're going to take 75 down and come back up to Lenox Mall, sounds good?" Dre said waiting for Dions approval "Sure, let's do this". Dion smiled as Dre locked his right hand with his left hand as the two new lovers are about to enjoy their first official date.

Friends & Lovers (Part III: Spilled)

It was 7PM, the sun hid below the horizon yet the moon was hiding behind the clouds making it so dark outside. It began to rain heavily on the streets of Dion's Buckhead neighbourhood. Dion and Dre removed themselves from the bed they had just finished making wild love in. I guess it's fair to say they brought the rain. Dre had wiped the semen off his face that Dion ejected during their wild climax and rolled the condom off of his semi-hard yet not so soft dick walked into the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet. The bathroom that was connected to this room was huge. Dre was taken aback by the amount of space it had. The toilet was in a corner by itself and across from it was a large 2 person sink, a bath tub and a large shower with enough space between the shower and the bath tub for a hot tub. Dion began to run the shower water near hot. He looked over at Dre admiring the black marble on the sink, the mechanical toilet and the high ceiling and yelled from the shower "Are you getting in or am I going to have to wet my own back?" Dre looked at Dion smirked "Oh don't worry shawty, I can wet your back alright" "Oh I bet you can" Dion replied with a slight giggle. Dre stepped into the shower where Dion was already started getting cleaned up. Dre began looking at some of the products Dion had hanging on the wall storage in the shower. Aveda Scalp Benefits Shampoo & Conditioner and Korres Lemon & Basil Shower Cream Gel. "Try it" Dion said "It smells good". Dion was right, Dre responded well to the new products. In Dre's mind, he felt Dion may be a bit high maintainance and borderline bourgeois for his normal liking instead he inquired about some of the products to try and get to know about Dion a little better. "So you like high end stuff huh" Dre began to ask Dion. "High end? not at all. I'm just allergic to alot of stuff, Sometimes cheap products make me dry and itchy and you start seeing me get a red rash all over my body. I try to use all natural products as best as I can" "Cool" Dre said. This brought a bit of relief for this low maintenance kind of guy from Detroit.

Meanwhile Marlon at his apartment in his quite neighbourhood, Had a large pot of one of his personal specialty dishes Six Cheeses Lasagna. This was one of his expert dishes and a favourite of his lovers, Robert. It sat in the oven cooking well the cheeses were marinating and coming together so well packed with Mozzarella, Parmesan, Romano, Asiago, Provolone and Fontina. Presentation was everything and what would dinner be without Italian bread Robert brought from the supermarket and red wine on the kitchen counter. Robert had been busy pulling together a story on the huge mayoral races going on in the city and had been so wrapped up and distant. He had been in the office which is located next to the stairs and across from their living room all day and finally decided to come out of hiding. He quietly walked into the kitchen where Marlon was there sipping on a glass of red wine.

Robert was his usual 6'3 light skin, brown eyes but this time instead of short curly soft hair he began cutting his hair in a dark Caesar and his white teeth began stained by the coffee had been drinking to stay up late nights and his muscular physique had been worn down to a moderate toned figure from not working out as much. Robert followed in the footsteps of a man he admired, Keith Olbermann and went from being a sports announcer to a political correspondent for CNN. Robert has begun to look weathered but still very attractive and to Marlon, he was his world. Marlon reached into the cabinet over his head and pulled out a wine glass and poured some for his lover halfway. Robert looked at the glass and hesitated to drink it. He looked at Marlon and paused abruptly before speaking "If the glass is filled halfway, is it half full or is it half empty" He asked. Without hesitation Marlon replied "It doesn't matter, the glass will always be filled halfway! why whats up?". Robert took a short sip from his glass "It's Carl" "What about him?" Marlon asked now thinking about what him and Dion spoke about. "He told me to promise not to tell anyone but you're my lover and I can tell you anything. Carl lost his job last month" "WHAT?" Marlon put his glass down on the kitchen counter and folded his arms "So he's been away this whole time, having Dion think that he's away on work and this whole time he's been unemployed? what the fuck?" "Yeah it doesn't seem fair" Robert said in a low raspy tone taking another sip. "Robert, business is slowing down for Dion too and quite frankly the mortgage on that place is fuckin ridiculous, so what? do we tell Dion?" Marlon said with a slight of disgust "I think we should invite him over and break it down to him" Robert said with a nod of agreement from Marlon. "Let's eat, foods should ready" Marlon said.

1am back at Dion's house, The two lovers Dion and Dre had moved from the 3rd guest room to the master bedroom where Dion sleeps. The master bedroom was different from the guest rooms. Instead of being a queen size bed, Dion sleeps in a King Size Bed and the room is carpeted. The two men laid naked in the bed, Dion on his back and Dre to his right, sprawled out next to him on his stomach, his left palm covered Dion's left pec, Dre's left wrapped leg wrapped around Dion's right leg. Dre subtly Dion on his shoulder and neck. "I really enjoy spending time with you" Dre whispered into Dion's ear. "Me too. when are you off?" Dion said in a low voice

"Tomorrow, why?"
"Hmm, let's do something like a movie or something, go to the mall or whatever"
"Sure, I need to get up and change, we can take my car".
"Cool" Dion replied. He kissed Dre on the forehead and laid his head back down and went to sleep.

Friends & Lovers (Part II: A Special Arrangement)

Dion although moved by the present he received from Carl, he had a hard time accepting it for what it was. He runs back up the stairs and grabs his iPhone from under his pillow and dials his friend Marlon. It took one ring for Marlon to pick up his phone.

"Hey you" Marlon answered in a higher perky voice, excited to hear from his friend
"Hey are you busy"
"No I been chillin actually, you know Robbie and I just moved to Smyrna from Alpharetta right?"
"Oh that's great, why didn't you tell me you were you moving, you're like 15 minutes away from me, if you got a minute you should come through"
"That's not a bad idea, we should crack a bottle"
"Marlon..."
"What?"
"It's 11:15am"
"Well shit, it's drink-thirty somewhere in the world"
"You're a mess"
"I'll be right over"

Marlon drives his bright yellow two door Mustang down the narrow road in Dion's neighbourhood of Buckhead. He gets out gently opens his door, steps out and closes his door. Marlon is 5'11 slim yet thick where necessary in which he contributes to being in a relationship, brown skin, brown eyes and dimples on his cheeks. He was dressed comfortably wearing a pink and blue striped polo from Lacoste , yellow khaki pants and a pair of white uptowns, dressed very Northerner. He walks away from the car and sees Dion walking out his door taking trash out.

"Look at you being all domestic" Marlon says with a big grin
"I know right, just go on ahead in and make yourself comfortable, I'll be in shortly"

Dion's classic Jack Russell Terrier walks up to Marlon and stands up against his leg. Dion walks in and shuts down the door behind him and notices Brown being friendly with Marlon.

"C'mon Marlon let's go in the kitchen"
"Yes because that's where the liquor is" Marlon said

Dion pulled two glasses off of his dry dishes rack and pulled a tall bottle of Disaronno out of the top cabinet. He then opened the refrigerator to drop two cubes of ice in each class and filled the glass half way with the brown liquor, swiftly turns around serves Marlon his glass who had been waiting at the island counter patiently like the lush that he can be.

"I've been a bad boy" Dion says in a low whisper
"What you mean you been a bad boy?" Marlon says with his left eyebrow raised to the heavens.

"I cheated on Carl this morning"
"Oh dear, bring that bottle of Disaronno here"
"Yeah" Dion said with a hard sigh
"What happened? Adam4adam?"
"No"
"BGC?"
"No"
"Men4now"
"No"
"Manhunt"
"Marlon who does manhunt these days"
"You're right...then HOW?"
"Fed-ex guy"

Marlon dropped his empty glass on the island counter, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped

"Right there at the doorway, shawty gave me some serious Becky"
"Oh my God, Dion"

The two paused and Dion began to pour himself more of the Disaronno in his glass and refilled Marlon as well

"Well Dion, If it makes you feel any better, eatin ain't cheatin"

This caused a giggle from Dion but the guilt he felt was still bothering him.

"Well there's more. I invited him to come over this evening"
"Wait do you even know his name?"
"Yes! his name is Andre but he goes by Dre"
"Dre..tall, dark skin, pretty teeth, nice toned body, tattoo on his chest of a Phoenix going all the way across"
"Yes, yes but I didn't see a tattoo on his chest, He was getting my dick in down his throat with his uniform"
"Well" Marlon said with a gasp clutching his chest "Find out if theres a tattoo there"
"Why do you think you had him"
"Absolutely not but I think he dances at Traxx"
"Ugh Traxx"
"Yeah he seems a bit young but he's nice, real cute. Robert and I saw him there when we first moved to Atlanta to explore the club scene here"
"I guess" Dion said as he took more sips of his drink
"Well you invited him over, if you're not feeling it then cancel"
"I can't, I don't have his number, I just told him to come over"
"This is just...This is just all types of messy" Marlon said in a voice of dissapointment "It's just sloppy"
"I know I know"
"I'm not going to judge you, If you only knew the pickles I've been through with Robert while I was in New York puh-lease, anyway I gotta run, I gotta do some food shopping. I'd invite you and this Dre person over but being that Robert is close with Carl all of the sudden, that would just cause mess and I don't plan on telling him about this"
"Thanks, I was going to tell you don't tell Robert"
"Don't worry about it, it's just Robert has a nose for messiness now"

Marlon gets up from the island counter and walks out down the hallways towards the front door and walks to his parked yellow two door Mustang. "Call me" he yelled as he gets to the driver side of his car. He drives off down the street out of sight in a matter of near seconds.

Later that night.

At exactly 6 on the dot. Dion had on a plain yellow v neck tee shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans sagging gently off of his ample butt and pair of Supra high tops dressed like a skater boy. There was a ring at Dion's door. He was busy straightening up in the living room and walked over to the door, opened the door. It was Dre, this time he looked different, He wore a striped shirt yellow, white and blue buttoned down over his dark denim white stitching Antik jeans and black prada sneakers. Dion stepped aside and nodded his head motioning Dre to come on in. Dre gave Dion a warm smile as he closed the door behind him and escorted Dre to his living room where the dog Brown was sleeping under the coffee table. They both sat on Dions plush couch in front which was situated perfectly in front of the 80 inch flat screen plasma television with a surround sound entertainment system hanging from every corner of the living room.

"You want something to drink" Dion asked in a noticeable nervous tone
"Nah, I'm good. I'm not thirsty, 'sup witchu tho"
"Shit, tryin to figure you out"
"What you wanna know"
"Tell me about you"
"OK, I moved here with my dad and my step mom from Detroit. My parents wanted to give me and my sister a better life. I moved out a few months ago working at Fed Ex and sometimes I dance at Traxx and The Cheetah on the weekend"
"You said you moved with your parents, so that mean you live with them?"
"No, I moved out after my dad found out I was dancing at Traxx actually..." Dre said with a slight studder "...he kicked me out"
"I'm so sorry to hear that, how did he find out anyway?"
"One of his faggot ass co-workers told him"
"Oh damn"
"And you know whats fucked up, it's not even like he had anything to benefit from it, he did it because I wasn't trying to do his old ass"
"What? well What your mom say?"
"What about her? She lives in L.A. with some rich white dude and their 4 kids. I only hear from her once, maybe twice a year...my birthday and Christmas"
"That's fucked up Dre"
"Nah its cool. tell me about yourself, what you do to live in this amazing house"
"Amazing?"
"Yeah" Dre said with a small chuckle
"Umm you haven't been to any of the other areas have you. This is okay at best. I flip homes, I buy them, renovate and upgrade them and then I sell them for way more than their value but right now because of the economy, I haven't been able to sell this one and quite frankly this is the one that's given me the most trouble to sell, so I decided to make this one home for a while."
"Cool" Dre said with a nod of approval
"Ya know what let me show you what makes this house so nice"

The two got up, and walk out the living room and walked to the left of the living room and head in the direction of the kitchen. "So this is the kitchen". Dre nodded his head at the site of all the brand new appliances. They then take a walk up the stairs and where there are 3 large bedrooms. 2 right next to each other and one in the corner. Dion decided to show Dre what the guest room in the corner looked like which appeared as something out of a home and crafts magazine with fresh linen and sheets and smelled brand spanking new with hard wood floors and furniture from West Elm.

"So what do you think?" Dion turned around and asked Dre

Dre walked up to Dion with seductive eyes and went straight to kiss the inside of Dions neck on his left side with his hands pressed on Dions waist while Dions arms laid at ease. Dion let out a sigh of relief and desire and then Dre stopped and looked into Dions eyes and began to kiss him hard and strong. Dion wrapped his arms around Dre's neck causing the kiss to become more intense. The both of them at this point are able to feel each others hard dicks pressed against each other. Dre then reached into Dions white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and began to massage his round ass so gently. Dion began to get more aggressive by diving into Dres chocolate neck causing Dre to reciprocate by gently playing with Dions wanting and hairless crack until he reached his tight hole.

Within moments notice, Dre picked Dion up causing Dion to wrap his legs around his waist and moved to the bed in which Dre fell on top of Dion yet continue to kiss each other. Dre begins to move down Dions body, unbuckles his black belt and pulls down his boxer briefs and pants down at the same time and began to gently kiss his dick from top to bottom, however the tables have turned. Dre rolls Dion on to his stomach and began to dive into the cracks of Dions perfectly plump butt and began not eating, licking and sucking on Dion perfectly clean hole causing Dion to lose control of all emotion. Dion took his left hand to push Dres face further in as he could right his right hand began to tightly grip the sheets. Dre presented yet another skill by sucking Dions long 8 inch dick which was pressed against the sheets behind him instead of in front of him and making his way back up to eat and back down the dick. Dre had eaten Dion so good that he had to wipe to saliva and booty juice from his lips and chin to continue eating the Dions now wet, juicy and ready ass.

Dre slips Dions sneakers off, slides pants and boxers down his legs and they begin to fall on the floor. He takes his owns off without untying them and drops his pants and boxers down to the floor. He goes into his jeans to pull out a Trojan Magnum to fit the girth of his 8.5 inch cut dick and immediately cuts the package open with his teeth, spitting out the corner and rolls the condom down his dick all the way to the base. Dre got on top and began to slow grind while spooning his arms cupping behind Dions shoulders, he continue to gently kiss Dions neck and upper back. Dre reached down to position the head of his dick to penetrate Dion, but he had a better idea. Dion pushes Dre on his back gets on top to ride on top. This change in plans surprises Dre as it shows in the widening of his eyes. Dion situated himself on Dres dick and began to gently ride motioning and winding his ass up and down and even around in circles causing a slight degree of pain and pleasure at the same time yet sending Dre into ripples of ecstasy. Dion pressed his hands on Dres tattoo'ed chest while Dre pinched and played with Dions nipples causing him to ride even harder and deeper until Dre hits that spot that not too many men have the pleasure of hitting and the ones that do know about it revel in its joy.

Both guys are now drenched in sweat, both are heavily breathing, Dions hole is now wet and slightly loosened and Dres balls are soaked from all the juices. Dion finally busts. He shoots his load all over Dre's chest, neck, chin, lips and a few spurts catches Dre near his eyes, but Dre doesn't care he gets his nutt and is laid paralyzed, the nutt was so good Dion was able to count all of Dres ribs through his tight abs. Dion mounts off of Dre and lays at his side exhausted, worn and sweaty.
Dre looks down at the condom covered dick, the head is filled with semen and was even more amazed at how spotless over the condom is. He wiped the nutt from off his eyes with the knuckles of his thumbs.

"This shit with nutt getting in my eyes...is this going to happen every time we mess around?" Dre looked over and asked Dion. Looking back, Dion laughed and smiled "I warn you, I'm a big shooter, all the time, anytime". As a gesture to make it up to Dre, Dion licks the nutt that had landed on Dres chin and kisses him with it. "Damn, who's nasty now shawty" Dre whispers "Come on, lets gets in the shower, this room has its own shower". Dion proposed "Help me up, I'm mad tired yo" The two laughed at each other and how they both wore each other out. Dion helps Dre up and they both go to the shower, only just because they both bust crazy ass nutts doesn't mean it's quite over.