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Taking it to the Holethis story is part of the FanClub (mm:romantic, 5781 words)

Author: afroerotik Picture in profile
Added: Apr 21 2010Views / Reads: 8112 / 4752 [59%]Story vote: 9.50 (4 votes)
Ernesto was in the closet. A chance encounter and a sweaty basketball game changed his perceptions and his life completely.
 


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"Let's head over to West 4th for a pickup game, whadda ya say?" It was a hot summer New York night, the kind where it doesn't dip below 80 degrees and anyone and everyone is out and about, looking for something to do. The idea sounded like a great one to Ernesto; his friends, however, weren't as enthusiastic.

"Whadda ya fucking crazy? It's fucking hot as fuck. What the fuck do I want to fucking go all the way to fucking Manhattan for a fucking game of fucking basketball to further sweat my big, hairy fucking balls off at 10 o'clock at fucking night? Are you fucking kidding me?" Ernesto's cousin Vinny had the vocabulary of a Soprano and the basketball skills of a third grade girl so there was no way in hell he was gonna go anywhere to play basketball at any time. He needed to play it off so he went on and on about how hot it was and about how it was too far to travel. The rest of the gang; Tony A., Tony M., and Joey, weren't the worst basketball players in the world but they certainly knew enough to know that if they were going to go to W.4th Street for a pickup game, they would get spanked. They all moaned about how hot it was and dismissed the idea.

Ernesto couldn't be dissuaded so easily. It was a hot Saturday night and he knew the courts would be packed. He needed to go. He just couldn't see himself hanging out in the neighborhood, drinking 40s out of a brown paper bag, talking about bangin' girls, listening to Tupac, and bitching about over how hard it is to be a white man in today's ...

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