Straight Cash
by Thugworld

Trey a straight nigga raised in the heart of brooklyn, NY got a call one day form his shortie. " Yo boo I'm pregnant." With hostility in the voice Trey replied " WHAT, boo stop playing." Nia wasn't playing she was serious. "Baby i'm a come over stay cool". As Dre hung up the phone he began to think of the responsibilities of baby he wasn't ready for. Trey had recently lost his job, been locked up, and now hustles in the street. With a baby on the way Trey figured there is no way he can continue to do his thing in the streets and end up in jail again. What could he do to earn fast cash and support his peeps.

Trey a straight nigga raised in the heart of Brooklyn, NY got a call one day from his shortie. “Yo Boo I’m pregnant.” With hostility in the voice Trey replied “WHAT, Boo stop playing.” Nia wasn’t playing she was serious. “Baby I’m going to come over stay cool.” As Trey hung up the phone he began to think of the responsibilities of baby he wasn’t ready for. Trey had recently lost his job, been locked up, and now hustles in the street. With a baby on the way trey figured there is no way he can continue to do his thing in the streets and end up in jail again. What could he do to earn fast cash and support his peeps?

So that same night his girl came and could offer him no comfort, so he promised her that he would do whatever it takes to support his future family.

So that same night he left his girl and with frustration, he hit the streets. He was wondering around asking different places for quick cash for help, but no evidence of anything was looking good. So he went to the spot with his last 20 bones and copped a 10 sack. Then he went to the liquor store to get a lil taste. As he walked down the subway stairs he bumped into this pimp looking nigga in a royal blue suit and striped tie, this cat had the bling and everything. Following him was two big young boys, who looked thugged out. The guy screamed “Yo, you can’t be bumping into me young boy; you need to watch your step.” But as he looked up at Trey he stared with a glassy look in his eyes. Trey was a lil shook, but as he was about to respond angrily, the guy said “hey my fault though kid, you might be just what I’m looking for.” Trey said “What, Yo what are you talking about nigga you must be crazy.” Then the man gestured to the two dogs behind him not to snuff Trey and he said “May I ask, never mind, Ronnie, Toogs, lets be out.” Then Trey turned to keep walking down the steps and then he decided to turn around and he said “Yo I ain’t into no illegal shit no more dog, but I’m bout that paper.” Then the guy said “Hey, what’s your name,” Trey replied “Trey” he said “I’m Big Tony, I run a club on 105^th a very exclusive club if you know what I mean, and by the looks of you, you might be perfect.” Trey answered “whoa I said I don’t do illegal shit, Tommy, Tony, or whatever your name is.” Then Tony said “Well you think about it Trey, South 105^th.”

Next day trey went straight to the club like fuck it I need the dough! But as soon as he hit the corner and looks at the place, he sees two men holding hands on the sign with another picture of two women holding hands. Trey thinks hold up this is the bullshit, this can’t be it, but it is the only club there. So he takes a breath and notices Toogs the guy with Tony standing guard at the inner door. He looks at trey smiling and says “straight up to the left.” He goes up and sees Big Tony. Tony glances at the doorway while talking to this big burly lady and says “hey this is the guy I was talking about come on in.” Trey walks in slowly and says “I don’t know what kind of shit ya’ll got going on, but I ain’t,” he is interrupted when the woman says “so you want the bartender position?” Trey looks stupidly “I guess.” He’s thinking man I got a job, bartending is definitely something I can do. The woman says “I’m Ruby I own this place, and let me tell you one thing that this is a gay club obviously, that doesn’t mean you are or are not, but there is no fucking with Ruby’s dough or we’ll find your lil yellow ass in the garbage dump understood?” “Yes Miss Ruby, Yes,” Trey exclaimed. Big Tony smiles and  Trey says “Um I never bartended before, but I uh,” and Tony says “it’s all good playa we’ll teach you, it doesn’t matter you got the look” Trey thinks well alright, Tony says “come downstairs with me real quick, excuse me baby.” “Wait, we have to see what he’s working wit”, “oh Trey do you mind taking off your hoody and shirt, because the bartenders don’t wear anything but bowties,” Trey stutters “Um oh ookay”. Trey standing about 5’9”, Light skinned, pretty Yellow complexion, Brown eyes, with cornrows, no facial hair just a goatee. He has on mad shit so he takes off his coat, then his hoody, by this time two niggas came upstairs and peeps in the room without Trey noticing, and then Trey takes off his shirt and wife beater. By this time you can notice a lil skinny muscle tone frame to this young man and Ruby says “Ok good enough, Trey you looking kind of yummy there, you straight I hope.” Trey looks at her angrily “Hell muthafucking right!” Then one of the guys in the doorway says “that’s too damn bad, um hum,” and walks away. Big Tony takes Trey down to the bar, gets him a trainer, throws him a bowtie, and says “see you tomorrow night.” “Thanks man I really appreciate the job.”

He runs and tells Nia he has a job. She is happy for him, but worried cause Trey can’t hold a job, but he doesn’t tell her where he is working, thinking she might make fun of him. So he keeps it to himself. Later that night he comes to work high as hell and nervous, but cool. He has on another hoody and some baggy sweat pants. He comes in, there are mad people outside, and so he walks up to Toogs and says what’s up. Toogs just opens up the door, and his trainer says “bout time let’s get started.” He tells his trainer he doesn’t want to remove his wife beater. His trainer can’t tell why, but tells Trey people wish they were that naturally fine, but he says cool. They get started and Trey starts of slowly, but he gets the hang of it and tries not to lock eyes on anyone from homophobia. He is shocked at seeing men and women with each other. Then all of a sudden as he turns around to clean out a glass, a guy says “what’s up lite bright?” Trey turns around and yells “LITE BRIGHT, hold the fuck up,” the guy says “just kidding damn, can I get a corona.” Trey says it’s cool. As the man goes to pay him he puts his hand over the money, which is a BENJI (100$ bill) and as Trey has to touch his hand to get the money, he looks at the guy who says “how would you like to earn more?” Trey looks down in shyness and disgust. The guy says “I just want a lil company; I’ll give you 300 bones.” Trey said “I don’t do no freaky shit or nothing, I’m not gay.” Again the guy says “just company.” Trey looks at him and thinks damn I’m mad I’m considering this shit, this nigga looks like AI (Allen Iverson), 300 bones for company, Ok hell nawh, but I need the rent and Nia needs shit, “Ok I get off at 1, meet me out front,” Trey whispers. The guy smiles and takes his drink and walks away.

When Trey finishes he goes outside, sparks up a black he had from earlier, and heads toward the train, thinking damn I’m glad he ain’t come out here, he could be crazy. Then from across the street he hears some nigga yelling YO, YO BARTENDER, Trey thinks oh shit and stops. The guy looking real nice with a black Norface on with the fur hood and a black scully, he says “I’m BJ and can I hit that black?” “Sure son”, “what’s your name” ,“Trey”, “Aight , cool just to let you know I’m not a fag, I means I’m curious and I came out here and you are the only normal muthafucka I saw.” Trey stating once again, “Yo, I’m not into that freaky shit”, “I understand, I just want to chill that’s it”, “that’s it”, “that’s it lets get something to eat”, “everything looks closed though”, “Well I live up the block, want to go there”, “whatever.” Trey is thinking I’ll bust this niggas shit if he acts crazy!

They get to the building and head down the steps of this brownstone and into this lil ass apartment. BJ says “you smoke trees”, Trey answers, “True.” They spark up an L and start talking about sports and jail. Then BJ says out of nowhere, “can you take your hoody off for me?” Trey looks blank and replies, “I knew I shouldn’t have come here”, and proceeds to stand up. BJ stands up and says, “My bad, but I”, and pulls out 500 bones, “if you take yours off, I’ll take mines off”, Trey says, “Give me 3 and you have a deal but no touching and I want the rest later.” BJ gives him 3 and takes off his shirts. Trey looks at BJ standing with these tight muscles and tats on his chest. BJ is caramel skinned, taller then Trey about 6’1”, and looks slightly like AI without the braids. Trey nervously begins too take off his stuff; he also has a tattoo on his forearm and a scar on his right abdomen. BJ starts too unbuckle his jeans, then Trey says, “That’s enough”, BJ replies, “Shhh”, and takes off his jeans. He has on blue boxers and you can notice his dick swinging in them. So Trey starts to pull his sweatpants around his feet. BJ walks around him to see Trey’s ass which is tight and nice, then BJ sits back down on the couch, sparks up another blunt and says to Trey standing there uncomfortably, “see it wasn’t that bad,” thinking damn this nigga is too damn fine, “sit down”, he throws on this 50 Cent CD and begins to stroke his dick in his boxer shorts. Trey is just sitting there. Then he asks Trey, “you ever got your dick sucked so good you feel high”, Trey answers, “my baby moms don’t do that”, “WHATT, you never got slobbed, that’s fucked up.” He hands the smoke to Trey. He takes a puff and doesn’t notice BJ reaching over to touch his lil stomach hairs on his chiseled abs. Trey feels it, but withdraws from smacking BJ’s hand. BJ proceeds to go in Treys shorts and starts to play with his pubic hair. Trey puts his head back blows out smoke and says, “I wish Nia wasn’t such a goody girl, never wants to try anything.” And BJ is now stroking Trey’s manhood and trey is getting aroused. BJ says “Wow that is fucked up”, and starts to get up and pull off Treys shorts. Trey says, “Yo man I can’t this is fucked up”, BJ doesn’t listen. He gets on his knees and starts licking and sucking. Trey is moaning like a bitch. He takes another pull of the L and with his left hand grabs BJ’s head and moves it up and down. BJ starts to gag, sucking Treys dick while stroking his own. He moans, “you gonna choke me nigga damn”, Trey shouts, “I am about to come.” So BJ lets off Trey, goes in his pocket, grabs a condom, and puts it on Trey. Trey is wandering OH NO I can’t believe I’m doing this shit. BJ pulls his shorts around his feet, turns around with his muscle tight ass, and sits slowly on Trey’s stiffness, yelling out an, “UHHH, OH SHIT!” Trey helps glide BJ tight ass down his dick. Trey is thinking I’m fucking a nigga in the ass, and it feels good as hell. After he comes up on BJ’s ass, BJ turns around and comes on the floor, and says, “I think you should go.” So Trey puts his shit on and bounces. The next night Trey is back at the club, happy that he gave 300 bones to his girl. As he turns around to find a drink, 200$ was on the bar with a note saying TRE THANX. Trey looks around to find BJ, but doesn’t see him. Another guy at the bar says to Trey, “Damn I wonder if you really deserve that kind of loot”, as he puts 200$ on the bar. Trey smirks and then smiles, “WANT SOME COMPANY!”