MY MANHOOD IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME

I believe this, you can be a punk, but you just have to keep that punk shit on the downlow, you know what I'm saying? You know, don't be actin' all faggish and shit--wearing lipstick, wigs, and that eye shadow bullshit. You need to hard up you know, uncross your legs pull your crotch up like I do. You see a nigguh know I'm a hard motherfucker the way I pack my shit. Even you, if you had on some men clothes you could do that shit too. But wearing a leather skirt like you some kind of bitch--what kind of shit is that? You got legs and thighs bigger than mine and I know I'm a man. I just like a nigguh sometime--you know, just to kick it with. Get our nut together and not have any of that psychological warfare that bitches can put a dog through--you know what I'm sayin? And with another nigguh you ain't got to worry about no "accident" that's going to stay in your pocket for twenty-years or some shit like that. Yeah I likes a hard nigguh like me.

Me and Skate used to kick it until some motherfucker clocked him over some bad shit that Skate sold him. Yeah me and Skate was tight. His ol' lady leave the house to go to her slave, thirty minutes later I'm over at Skate's fucking him. And he could suck my dick like a motherfiicker. I'd nut all over the place. I'd do him right too. I ain't scared to eat me a piece of ass long as it's clean. A tongue ain't just for talkin' you know. After we had exhausted ourselves beyond our limits and possibilities, we'd lay there and let the cum dry and the cool breeze blow over our asses, and shoot the shit about this and that. We mostly talked about our bitches. You know by me and Skate having each other, we could deal with our bitches better. When a bitch get on the rag and don't want to give you no pussy?--well that's okay 'cause your boy will take care of you. 'Course you wouldn't know nothing about that shit. You almost a bitch yourself. You know, I kind of thought you was a bitch at first. Then when I looked closer at your face and saw them razor bumps, I said to myself, "Damn, Avery, that's a punk'." My whores call me Avery 'cause I'm a very good nigguh to my whores--you know what I'm saying? You kind of look like Skate a little bit. Got them big soft plum looking lips like him. Yeah I loved them lips. Skate kind of favored my pops. I used to wonder sometimes if Skate was maybe a blood brother. .

Me and Skate was beginning to have some static between us. He started hanging around other punks, you know what I'm saying--getting into that gay lifestyle shit, going to punk bars, and shit like that. I told Skate I wasn't going to no punk bar. Punk bars ain't got nothin in 'em but punks that look like you... Well you know what I'm saying. I'm not tryin' to call you out, and yeah I got my punk side, but I'm a hard straight-up nigguh first. Ain't never goin' to catch me in no skirt. Then Skate started to want to hang too much. He started talkin' about us gettin' rid of our bitches and me and him livin' together. Skate was my boy, but I couldn't hang with all that punk shit living together like husband and wife. I loved-- in a hard nigguh kind of way--Skate. But I was a little relieved when he got clocked. I mean I didn't want to have to clock him myself. How you goin' to clock somebody you love, I asked myself. Is it that much liquor in the world to get you drunk enough to clock somebody you love? But my manhood is very important to me. I got to keep the family going. Got to bring some little Averys into this world. Can't let all of my seeds dry up on sheets and get flushed down toilets' in the tips of condoms. That's why I can't hang with too much of that punk shit.. What would my family say? I don't get tight no more with any hardheads when I'm doing the punk thing. I just get it and hit it

A'ight then tell a man somethin.' Come over here and sit down next to me. I don't bite. Le's get you out of this wig and dress shit. Damn, you got some muscles. I could turn you into a hard nigguh. I'm glad you ain't got on no female draws. But I do like to see a nigguh in some red draws. They makin' your ass look round and tight. I like my nigguhs to have round bubble asses. I like an ass like that on a bitch too. But it's hard to find a bitch that let you fuck her in the ass. And why should they? They got what God gave them for fuckin'. 'Yeah, take off my shirt if you want to. Shit yeah I work out. A motherlucker got to stay hard unless he wants to get jacked all the time. Me and Skate used to work out together by liftin' old cinder blocks from the tore down funeral home. I heard Doc Preacher say you get your strength from the dead. Them cinder blocks made me a strong mother fucker.

Ouch! Don't pinch my nipples so hard with them damn nails. Your nails ruin my illusions. I want you to be a man, not a bitch. Just play with me with your fingertips. Yeah rub my stomach. I know it's round. It's round 'cause it's full of sweet potato pie. You see I ate my girl Charlene the other night. Hell no I ain't goin' to tell you nothin' about Charlene. You might hard up and go try to get a piece of the sweet potato pie for yourself Charlene's got a soft spot for punks. Always tellin' me I ought to be more sensitive. Ain't that some shit?

Yeah, slip off your draws. Take 'em off real slow. Aw shit, man, you packin'. You a

punk and almost twice as big as me. Put your arms around me. Yeah, baby, that feels good. I like the way I feel in your arms. I want some tongue too. Them lips feel good. Don't put no hickey on me, dog. I don't want no static from Charlene. I got.somethin' for you too. You like my dick? Then swallow me, nigguh! Tha's right all down your throat. I want to feel my dick through your throat. Sweet Jesus! Goddamn, Andrea! Wait. Hold up. Hold up. I can't hang with that Andrea shit. I'm goin' to call you Drew. I likes to call a nigguh by a nigguh name when he's sucking my dick. Yeah, Drew that's the way I like it. That feels good. You suck dick better than Skate. Wait, man. I ain't ready to nut yet. Look a here. Why don't you do me a favor and put your wig back on and put your draws back on. Okay now walk around the room. Walk real slow and sexy like. Yeah I like that. Wiggle that ass a little bit. Ooh shit! Hell you look more sexy than Charlene. Hell yeah!

Hey stop! What the hell you think you doin'? Don't put that wig on me. Take that shit off me. I ain't no bitch, Motherfucker! I'm a straight up hard nigguh. I'll kill a motherfucker tryin' to steal my manhood. You understand? A'ight then. Shit. Puttin' a goddamn wig on me. My mama tried that shit once. Call herself go in' to punish my ass by makin' me wear one of her wigs 'round the house. I fixed her. I cut up every damn wig she owned. Yeah she beat my ass, but in the end I won. She didn't try that shit no more. You don't fuck with a nigguh's manhood. My pops wasn't around that much, but I know by instinct, that a niggguh got to protect his manhood from bitch's and punk ass white boys. You think I'n gonna let you put some white girl lookin' wig on me? Hell no, mother fucker! Okay you sorry. Just let me chill a little bit.

I'm a'ight now. Come back over here next to me. Open your mouth, Drew and let me

give you another little taste of Mr. Avery. And you know what? My tongue is twitchin', dog. I need more than sweet potato pie tonight.