Raheem & Rico Part 3

Raheem and Rico

Catch up on parts 1 and 2 here!
Rico and Raheem’s eyes met and what happened next was unexpected. Rico pulled the covers up over his body. He had gotten too comfortable and let his guard down. Why had he accepted Raheem’s invite to stay over? Why was he laying on the couch briefs down around his ankles with his dick in his hand? How was Raheem going to react? At that moment time stood still. It felt like forever.
Rico: look im sorry, I just got caught up, I can go if—

Raheem held up his hand to silence Rico. He went to his bedroom and got a bottle of lube. He sat down on the couch and began to pull down his own boxers. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, just then he felt Rico’s hand wrap around his dick to help him jack. Rico’s dick was standing at attention. Raheem reached over and began stimulating him. The girth felt substantial in Raheem’s hand. Rico leaned over and kissed Raheem deep and slow. Raheem climbed onto Rico’s lap and began to rub his ass against Rico’s dick head. He felt the massive head pressing against his hole. He wanted Rico’s dick inside of him. The slippery precum coated his hole. With one swift thrust the head of Rico’s dick was inside of Raheem. Just then he heard a dog barking outside, Raheem opened his eyes and realised that he had been dreaming about the incident. Rico was in fact at Raheem’s couch, apparently they had both stayed up talking and fallen asleep. Raheem felt a weight on him. He had fallen asleep on the couch and was resting against Rico’s chest. Rico’s arm was wrapped around him. The slow, rhythmic breathing let rico know that he was still asleep. Raheem, tucked into Rico’s chest. The motion woke up Rico.

Rico: hey… what…

Raheem: we fell asleep, come lay in the bedroom if you want.

Rico: okay

Rico followed Raheem to the bedroom. He slid off his work uniform at was left in his underwear. Raheem did the same thing. Raheem pulled back the covers and slid into the bed. The sheets felt icy against his skin. Once Rico got into bed they assumed their previous position. There was never a question or a discussion, it just felt natural, which made Rico feel good. He didn’t want to have to explain anything or think too much about the situation. He knew he liked Raheem and that was that.

Raheem: soccer in the morning, right?

Rico: yeah…

Rico pulled Raheem in tighter. His grip was firm, but not overly, protective but not smothering which Raheem appreciated. Raheem rubbed Rico’s arms. He felt like something was developing between the two.

The next morning the two woke up. Raheem woke up first, he prepared breakfast for the two. Rico rounded the corner to the kitchen. He yawned and greeted Raheem.

Rico: im sorry about last night. Got carried away.

Raheem: not at all, we talked for a couple of hours and then I fell asleep in your arms, what’s the issue?

Rico: I don’t know it’s just…

Raheem: listen, I had a good time and I want to do it again tonight…

Rico: sure.

Raheem pulled Rico in close for a hug, it felt tight and reassuring. Rico needed that at that very moment. While Rico was a big tough guy, he was still tender and needed to feel valued and accepted like everyone else.

The two men finished breakfast and got ready for the game. Rico texted his team mate to swing by his house and bring his gear to the soccer pitch.

Raheem: good luck! Play hard!

Rico: thanks!

Rico was positioned at right full back. Raheem sat in the stands closest to him. Whenever Rico was able to fend off the opponents trying to make a cross Raheem would cheer. Rico appreciated the support. Some people in the stands looked puzzled; who was this america cheering at this soccer game in Mexico? Raheem didn’t care, he just knew he was there to support his friend. Rico’s team ended up winning 2-0. They decided to go celebrate. Rico went to the locker room and got showered. He changed into the outfit that miguel had brought him in his gym bag. They went to a local restaurant to celebrate and watch more soccer. Raheem sat right next to Rico. His leg pressed up against his. Rico ordered his food and suggested some local foods for Raheem to try. Raheem felt a little nervous around Rico’s friends. They were rough guys from the outskirts of town, not people who worked in an office setting most likely. Raheem didn’t care, he was just glad that Rico had a group of friends who cared about him and accepted him. While they were waiting for their food to be delivered they watched soccer. Rico’s friend miguel was a huge soccer fan who got a little too into the game usually.

Miguel: I like martinez, but he plays like a maricon [faggot] sometimes, no heart.

Rico: Enough.

Rico’s voice was deep and commanding. Everyone at the table stopped at that moment. Rico was a really nice guy, like a big bear teddy bear, but he was definitely someone who you didn’t want to make mad.
Raheem didn’t know what to do. He felt like he had made Rico have such a strong reaction. It was obvious that Raheem was gay, but apparently Rico wasn’t going to let anyone use pejorative language in front of him.

Rico’s hand patted Raheem’s inner thigh. Raheem felt reassured and affirmed. He knew Rico had his back and was willing to stand up even to his friends.

Miguel: im sorry

Rico cut a glance at miguel, he could tell he was not happy with him. For the rest of the meal everyone ate in silence. No one dared being the beneficiary of Rico’s anger. Once done everyone headed out. Rico asked Raheem to wait for him while he went to the restroom. Miguel just so happened to be in there at the same time.

Miguel was washing his hands when rico came in. He turned to him and began to apologise. Just then rico grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the door. He locked the door behind him so no one could enter.

Rico: I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but if you ever say something like that again; I’ll put a bullet in you. Don’t say shit to my friend Raheem; Got it??

Rico lifted up the edge of his shirt to show miguel that he was serious. He had his automatic weapon on him as usual. Miguel began to close his eyes and go in and out of consciousness. When rico finally let him go he fell to the floor and gasped for air. He was too terrified to get up while rico was still in the room. Raheem came knocking on the door.

Raheem: you okay?

Just then rico opened the door, Raheem saw a glance of miguel on the floor, clearly scared out of his mind.

Rico put his hand on Raheem’s low back and escorted him out of the restaurant. He just wanted to get back to Raheem’s place and settle down.

Raheem opened the door and stepped inside. He laid down on the couch.

Raheem: that was crazy

Rico: I know, look; im sorry if Miguel offended you. That wasn’t cool.

Raheem: usually I would have said something but I didn’t want to get into it with your friends.

Rico: got something to say, speak up they can take it.

Rico laid back on the couch, Raheem laid his head in lap. Rico stroked his cheek until he drifted off to sleep. Crisis averted, at least this time…

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