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okay?"
    "Uh... yeah," Harley said. He breathed easier as Thumper smiled, patted him on the cheek and left the bathroom.
    The weird thing was, he thought as he walked into the living room, that he liked getting naked in front of others normally. Harley had a six-pack, a plump ass and a big cock -- he was always finding reasons to get naked at parties. He liked intimidating men and attracting women that way.
    But now he felt vulnerable once again. He was glad the apartment was warm at least, so he didn't have to worry about his dick shrinking. Just a few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Harley panicked, both at the thought that it could be the police and the idea that whoever it was would see him naked. He moved to hide in his room, but Thumper stopped him.
    "Nah. Stay here," Thumper said. "That's Shifty and Mario."
    "Oh, okay..." Harley tried to look nonchalant about being naked. Shifty and Mario were two more high-ranking thugs in the Nine Tats; they worked for Thumper. Harley only vaguely knew them.
    "Yo, hey, nigga, wuzzup."
    "Thumper, my man, how you doin'?"
    "What's crackin'?"
    They were both loud, attention-grabbing men, and they exchanged dap with Thumper as they walked in. They both stopped and looked at Harley, who stood, cock conspicuously out while he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. He tried to look confident, but he could tell he came across like a weakling and a pussy, maybe even like he was Thumper's boyfriend.
    Then they both burst into laughter. Mario laughed so hard he couldn't speak, while Shifty chuckled and exchanged sympathetic eyes with Harley. Harley wondered if they were surprised -- their reaction seemed cruel and judgmental and genuine, but it did not seem at all surprised. Did Thumper routinely take in young men on the run and fuck them? Harley didn't think so, if only because Shifty and Mario wouldn't work with a gay thug, or so he hoped.
    "Why you naked?!"
    "Thumper made me!" Harley said, blushing.
    "Shut up!" Thumper barked. He came in the middle and smiled at Harley. "Don't worry, nigga. They woulda made you strip anyway, to make sure you wasn't wearin' a wire. They just laughing cuz they's a bunch of dickheads, and they insecure cuz they ain't got a nice body like you."
    His harsh tone made Mario and Shifty stop laughing, though they continued to make humorous expressions at each other when Thumper wasn't looking. Thumper eyed them like they were rebellious servants, and then all four sat down at Thumper's direction. Thumper and Harley were on one couch, so close that Harley's thigh pressed against Thumper's.
    "Alright, what's up wit' dem Ninth Avenue boys?" Thumper asked when they were situated.
    "They stop, man," Mario said with a big smile. "It worked. Jamie Jay went away, no one know where he at. The others is still hangin' around, but they ain't sling shit. They say they just lost they connect, that they lookin' for more. But everyone knows they ain't comin' back."
    "Good, good."
    "Willie Miles is still out there."
    "That part ain't so good," Thumper said. "We need to do somethin' 'bout that nigga."
    "You want me to pop him?" Harley asked. He wanted to get into this conversation, to establish himself as a real nigga, a playa. But he succeeded only in looking like an overeager child. Shifty chuckled and Harley blushed.
    "Nah. You too much of a prettyboi to be poppin' niggas," Thumper said. "You got girls to seduce and shit. Gonna turn you into a pimp." He smiled at Shifty and Mario, then looked back to Harley and pointed to the floor sternly. "Go on and do some push-ups, nigga. This conversation ain't about you anyway."
    "Push-ups? Why? I-"
    "What'd I tell you about asking questions?"
    "Uh... Sorry..." Harley said. He blushed a bright red as he got on the ground. He didn't mind doing push-ups, but he didn't much like Thumper's eyes on his ass either. His tone was distracted now, as though he couldn't think about anything but Harley's ass twinkling as he pushed up and