When I first saw him I knew he was a he. But then a brotha needed a job, this freight liner twenty-three years ago was training a future Truckee free if the subsequent now Licensed Truckee after aforementioned free training, stayed with that company for eighteen months after being trained and licensed. Walk in the park! And sign me up! ‘Cause you bout to get a nigga paid!
We would go out and go over the truck, doing safety checks
with the other trainees…all the while I’m thinking, “I’m gonna be ridin in a big
ol long dick all day. This is some gay ass shit for real.” But a brotha needs
some good money like this company’s gonna be payin once my ass start ridin that
big ol dick. See, that shit don’t sound right at all! Like Seinfeld said, “Not
sayin there’s anything wrong with that.” But if yah gotta ride a dick for money
it may as well be a big one. So, here we go! Down the fuckin rabbit hole.
Especially if ya don’t know what to do with a big dick let alone a little one.
But everything I said about what I thought about being a big
ol dick and shit…well…you can throw that right the fuck out the window! Shit! A
nigga was wrong! Fo sho!
Ya see? I was finally going to get my chance to go out with
the instructor, training on the big ol dick. We went up to it on the driver’s
side. She smiled at me and said, “Hop in,” as she went to the passenger's side
to, ‘Hop in.” And all I’m thinkin is, “In?” You don’t “Hop in” on a big ol
dick, yo ass “Hop on,” a big ol dick, that’s if you like dick! Dick in or on
don’t make no damn difference, a dick by any other name motha fucka! Shii-ought!
Other than that, this Truckee thing is lookin up!
Well I hopped in and it beautifully happened:
I fell in love with a bitch disguised as a man!...
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