I remember the first time I got my lily white cheeks split by a fast talking black buck, I was just a young whigger coming up in the game and the homie Jacquerius was like “yo Corvallus if you give up that backsnatch you gonna be the top dog around here, everyone gonna give you mad respect for taking the cocck like a pro”.
I thought I’d be like a trusted consigliere or shotcaller for helping the gang out with my backsnatch, but in reality that was just baloney Jacquerius was saying in order to get his hands and c*** on my tender white cheeks.
Before I knew it I was getting worked every day by not only Jacquerius but also his homies. They’d come from out of town to try this “white hoe” and often they’d bring me out at parties for everyone to try. Often they’d do a dance while they were behind me wilding out. They didn’t respect me as much as Jacq said they would and honestly I didn’t like that I’d have to stop what I was doing at any time to serve Jacquerius or one of the other homies — I definitely wasn’t the “top dog” as that fast talking black trickster said.
The names they called me were hurtful as well: white hoe, cheeks, bottom b****, lips and lungs, the list goes on and on.
So that’s my story of getting turned out by a black hustler with a strong hand and a hard cocck.
Now I’m a certified choco cocckaholic but I’m still just Corvy from the block!