“You Cappin’, Shorty” - a short story
by Tanaé B
I would like to dedicate this story to my good friend Arnell, who is undoubtedly cackling after reading that title. Love you.
Let me set the scene. It’s 10:45pm on a Wednesday and I’m just getting off work, tired as fuck. As I’m heading to the elevators to go home, I turn my phone on and immediately see a notification from Snapchat. Imagine my surprise when I see it’s from an old boo I used to mess with in fucking HIGH SCHOOL. If yall read my post about the nigga that sucked my tiddys on the second floor while the rest of the school was in the gym watching the basketball game, this is that guy. The one who said my tiddys was Downey soft.
So I open the snap and he asking if he can pull up on me and using the thirsty emoji faces. I’m like hmmm….. I haven’t seen him in literally six years. We’ve spoken from time to time but it’s been a while. So it was shocking that he suddenly wanted to see me. But as ya’ll know, I’ve been like… in heat… ever since me and my boyfriend broke up two months ago. I’ve really just been waiting for the perfect person and opportunity to get some dick and I was starting to think THIS COULD BE IT lmao. I could tell it was probably one of those situations where he just seen me on snapchat looking good as fuck and started reminiscing, so he hit me up. But I didn’t care, it was just dick right?
Let me describe him though… he’s about 5′11-6′0. Medium brown to darkskinned. Athletic build. Long locs. Juicy lips. Big nose (yall know I love niggas with big noses). He a hood nigga, so he dress like the average hood nigga that love designer clothes. Anyway, he fine as hell. So I message him back asking what he tryna pull up for. He telling me he wanna talk to me and he gotta get some shit off his chest. Talking about “I miss you fr” and “Send address” lmaoo. He just kept begging me and rushing me, steady reminding me to let him know when I was home. It was funny as hell.
So when I got home and had showered or whatever, I told him he could come. He kept asking if I missed him but I’m like I’ll decide that when I see him. I had to wait and see where his head was at and what he been doing with his life before I start flirting and shit. Cause if he pulled up looking dirty as hell or I found out he was a bum now or something, it wasn’t happening lmfao. But he gets there and when I get in the car, it is quite clear that he is drunk. Actually, he still had the drink in his hand. I’m like no wonder this nigga being so honest and all in his feelings lol.
But he was looking good as fuckkkk though. And he smelled amazing lol. But I’m playing hard-to-get and shit, just making conversation, acting like I didn’t know he wanted me. So we’re talking, catching up on everything over the past six years. I asked him how his mama and sister was doing, and we talked about his daddy passing last year and what he was doing with his life now. He sounded like he was doing good and trying to make moves towards a better lifestyle. I tell him what I been up to and all that good shit. He played some music for me that he did and it was actually good lol. So I’m like okay..okay…everything lining up so far lmao.
And THEN….he really got me when he started talking about my art. I ain’t even know he followed it because he never likes or comments on it, but he started referencing different details in specific pieces and just telling me how amazing and talented I am and all the things I could do with it and how he wishes me so much success and he went on and on and on about all this for a good 15-20 minutes. I’m just sitting there silently while he speaking all passionately about me and thinking to myself “Yep…I’m gonna ride his dick.”
After the art talk was over though, he started talking about what he REALLY had to tell me. He leaning in towards me looking me dead in my eyes , getting serious as fuck and telling me how much he miss me. I’m laughing it off telling him he crazy cause he was staring at me for a long ass time and it was making me nervous LOL. Then he started talking about my lips. (If you didn’t already know, my lips are kinda beautiful). And he asked me if he could taste them. I think by this point for sure, my thong was wet. And I had a tight dress on. I started rearranging myself in my seat so I wouldn’t leak onto his seats and shit lmaoo.
I’m still pretending I ain’t thinking about him until he asks me for a hug. So I lean over to give him a hug and he pulls me over to his side so I’m laying halfway on top of him and he just squeezing me and rubbing on my ass. But I was uncomfortable so I moved back to my seat. Then he asked if he could have another hug lmao. And this time he pulled me all the way into his lap and when I was there, he grabbed my chin and turned my face toward him hard as fuck and kissed me. That’s one of my turn-ons, when the guy just take control and puts me where he wants me. I lowkey love that shit.
So I’m sitting cross-legged on his lap and his arms wrapped around my waist all tight and he tonguing me down. I don’t be joking when I say a good kissing is all I need to get me where I need to be lmao and man….then when we stopped kissing and I felt his wet tongue flickering all over my neck…. yooooo. The way his tongue was feeling had me wondering what it would feel like in between my legs. Because believe it or not, I’ve had some bad experiences with that because niggas tongues just don’t be wet enough? Idk about yall, but that has happened a few times to me. But his tongue was so wet and warm and doing everything right…
Then he pulled one of my tiddys out and started licking and sucking on it. He had tints on his windows so I’m thinking to myself “we could fuck RIGHT NOW if we wanted to” lol. He said I had him thinking about shit he shouldn’t be thinking about. I’m like what? And he said me bouncing up and down on his dick. Which is exactly what I wanted to be doing But honestly, I didn’t like the fact that he was drunk. I didn’t wanna fuck him when I was sober and he was drunk. And legally, that’s rape, idc what yall say lol. And I wasn’t tryna be that person. Doesn’t seem like a big deal to yall probably, but It’s the principle of the whole thang. I just told him right now wasn’t the time or place.
We started talking about the whole tiddy sucking thing in HS lmao. And how he was the first guy I ever sent nudes to and how I had wanted him to be the first guy I had sex with. And how we used to be on the back of the bus messing around when the basketball team had away games because he was on the team and I used to run the clock and keep the book for their games. He started talking shit about how when he got home, he wanted pics of my tiddys in his snapchat. Talking about “They mine. They always been mine baby. They on you, but they belong to me.” And if any other nigga said some shit like that to me, I would’ve been like “BOAAA GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE” lmaoooo. But he was highkey just turning me on yall :(
He started rubbing on me and laying back in his seat saying he was tryna calm down lmfao. But he kept going back to licking on my neck and feeling for my zipper. I said “you ruining the mood” in my warning voice lol and he stopped. He started acting thirsty again, repeatedly telling me to let him know when I’m free so he can come get me. I’m like sooo you gone drive out here from Lansing to get me and take me back to your place, then drive me back out here? and he said yeah. And I believed him because I used to fuck with this guy who lived in Crestwood and did the same shit multiple times a week lol. My friend swore he wasn’t gonna really do it cause niggas don’t do all that just for some pussy. I’m like they do for this pussy
So I give him my schedule or whatever and he leaves. Texts me when he gets home and ask to see the tiddys. So I sent him my top three fave tiddy nudes lol. And he losing my mind talking how perfect they are and how he needs them and how much he miss them. Saying I was about to make him stroke it lmao. Anyway, I fell asleep soon after that. But when I woke up the next morning, I was like hmmm let me look at his facebook. I was just trying to look at pictures of him LMAO. I hadn’t been friends with him on facebook or ig in a year or so. So I just wanted to check it out.
What the fuck do you think was the first thing I saw?
A GOTDAMN ULTRASOUND PICTURE AS HIS HEADER.
I’m thinking to myself “nahh nahh nahhhh…. I KNOW this ain’t his child…. I know it’s not…….”
I had a bad experience with babymama drama before and I said I would never again fuck with a nigga that got kids because that was the only SURE way to avoid it lmaobs. And I know how niggas like to claim to be single when they got a kid on the way but they really still fuck with the BM or even be in a whole relationship with her. And like I said…he a hood nigga. I ain’t want no hood bitches coming after my ass cause I fucked her babydaddy. I’m in denial and shit though like let me check his instagram, this could be his unborn niece or nephew for all I know smfh lmaoo.
So I get on IG and it’s multiple ultrasound posts with captions like “daddy’s little girl” “My kid ain’t gone ever want for nothing!” blah blah blah. I’m PISSEDDDDDDD LOL. Like everything was going so fucking perfectly. I was bout to get some dick and I just knewwwwwww it was gone be good. I JUST KNEW! When I asked him about it, this nigga said “I thought you knew”. The fuck?? That long ass talk we had where I asked you what’s been going on in ya life and brought up multiple family members and personal shit and you didn’t think not once to tell me that you had a baby on the way fool????
I decided right then that I wasn’t gone fuck with him. But I got to talking to my friends about it and they kept tryna convince me I was thinking too much and his BM wasn’t my problem and I was blocking my blessings and shit lmfao. And lowkey, I had been thinking lately that I be cockblocking myself sometimes cause I be too worried about the wrong things. Like when I was on that date a month ago and me and dude were in the car kissing, I was READY AS FUCK but I kept saying I needed to go in the house cause we couldn’t be out in the middle of the street like that. Instead of just saying “let’s go somewhere” lmfao. And I been regretting that shit ever since. So I thought it over and was like okay… he didn’t have no pics of his BM or any other woman up on his page so maybe he really not fucking with her anymore in that way.
Clearly in denial. I hit him up anyway and ask if they still together. This how the conversation went:
Me: are yall still together? -__-
Him: We cool :(
Me: yall were in a relationship?
Him: That’s my bm I won’t lie to you I got to cuz of my daughter (????). Yes.
Me: but yall dont fuck with each other in that way huh -__-
Him: *says nothing*
Me: That’s a yes.
Him: that’s a ……..
Me: if you can’t say no, it’s yes.
Him: *eyeroll* *sad face* stop it
Me: *getting pissed cause he beating around the bush* why did you even do all that yesterday if you know you in a relationship and bout to have a baby with someone lol like what was the purpose in even coming to see me
AND DO YALL KNOW WHAT HE SAID?????!!!!!!!!
DO YOU KNOW???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS NIGGA SAID “you cappin shorty”.
Yall…I lost it. I was looking like Lois Griffin after everybody ruined Christmas and then it wasn’t even no paper towels left. I was minding my own damn business not thinking bout yo ass, then you gone come over and seduce me just to tell me you still with ya babymama?? And then when I find out, you gone tell me I’m trippin???!!! Is this real life??? I told his ass bye. He sent some sad faces but fuck him lmao. I was so mad. Playing with my pussy’s heart like that. I couldn’t believe he was 25, still acting like he did at 18 when we was in high school. That shit is crazy. I hope he find out the baby ain’t his.
But only sort of.