A Date With Loc, by Dickfart
Once CJ was out being gangsta, eating some fishy shit and stabbing hookers, when it was time to follow that damn train again.
"Nigga you promised me a date!" said OG Loc, whose gay as hell.
"I ain't promise yo gay ass nothing," said Cj, flexing his bulging muscles.
"Nah, nigga. If you don't keep your promise then you a damn busta."
"Oh what the fuck. Get yo twink ass on my dick and shut the hell up, nigga. Ain't nobody got time for this."
Loc took off his pants and lowered his pucker onto CJ's bigger, blacker girth. He lubed himself with pizza grease beforehand, and bounced up and down CJ's cock while CJ gunned down some muthafuckas on a train.
"Oh! OH!" said Loc. "Tell me I'm pretty, CJ. Tell me you love me."
"Nigga, shut the hell up. I'm trying to concentrate," said CJ, popping caps in some shit heads. He ran over one of them and popped their head like a grape.
"Ugh! You're so fucking huge," said OG Loc. "You make my cock stiff when you shoot muthafuckas."
"Man, I keep fuckin' missing. SHUT UP," said CJ, trying to fill the last shitlord of the train with holes, but nigga ass cocksucker got away.
"ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS FOLLOW THE DAMN TRAIN CJ," said Smoke for the 482309458709452738940th time that day. CJ was so pissed he started choking Loc.
"OH GOD YES," said Loc airlessly.
"You want some gay sex? I'll give you some fuckin' gay sex," said CJ, shoving Loc up and down his cock like a damn flesh light.
"I'M... CLOSE..." said Loc. He came all over CJ's bike and clothes, passed out, then died.
CJ kicked his corpse into a gutter after stealing his glock and money.
"Fuck outta here, nigga," said CJ. "It's one thing to make me miss the goddamn train, but no bitch gonna jizz on my street clothes and live to tell about it."
Then the cops came and arrested him, because they ran out of donuts.
The End