Sixers Nick Young sends groupie home with gas money


Listen, I am all about “fair exchange is no robbery.” If everyone is an adult and on board with a plan, who am I to question the decisions two consenting adults make. But what I can do, is laugh at the fuckery that ensues in the aftermath. Take for example this “Star panties” campfire tale submitted to Baller Alert about Sixers player Nick Young.

Nick is single and is apparently fond of using the dial and deliver menu that is Twitter/Facebook. The young lady tried to play Nick out – I guess she wanted to show that she’s “different” and unimpressed by his day job – but ultimately ended up playing herself.

Check part of the story already in progress and peep my commentary below:

…he was going to be in Atlanta for a game right after my birthday (What a surprise). (Fast forward) the day he made it in he contacted me around lunch time saying he wanted to hang out! INTENTIONALLY I KNEW HE WANTED TO F***! I just wasn’t sure how he was going about it. I told him I’ll come after I get my hair done. I hit him back around 12am. He had a lil attitude tossing a hissy fit claiming my hair shouldn’t take so long around this time he accompanied his teammate at the club and explained he wouldn’t make it back in till 2am! He contacted me while headed back to his room at the Ritz!  I took my time coming and I didn’t make it till around 3:30ish. When I arrived he met me down stairs in the lobby! He is a lot thicker in person and a lot more attractive than his goofy ass pictures. My panties got wet in my jeans hugging all my curves. I tried carrying out a conversation but my allergies where killing me so my voice was damn near gone. We finally made it to his room and it was a hot damn mess! Not like it bothered me any, as long as his d*** wasn’t dirty! When we first walked in he plops on the bed and a grown ass man turned straight into a damn 5 year old within seconds! He laid on the bed covering his eyes saying he’s tired and had the audacity to still complain about my hair!

Jill says: Wait, you don’t care about the condition of the area that you’re going to engage in sexual relations at? WITH a guy you’re just meeting for the first time in person? Already a bad sign.

Then no more than 5min later…So what’s up (the sex question) Dumb answer! (You tell me) At this point it was obvious he wasn’t willing to be the seducer, so of course I had to take on the role allergies and all. I dropped my pants to the sexy lingerie piece from Fredrick’s of Hollywood!  Nick’s eye were instantly glued to my 43 inch ass. I climbed on the bed and sucked his d*** which was hard as hell. I would say 9inches pushing a10! Let’s say his d*** was thick and long! Perfect! His d*** tasted amazing. I could suck his d*** all day but since he wasn’t paying all my bills that wasn’t an option. He kept pulling away! Groaning repeating OMG while I devoured his d***! He reached for a condom and told me he wanted some p****. My walls cringed at the sight of his d***! He told me to turn around and held my waist while he pounded me in the doggy position! He lasted less than a minute! At this moment my p**** felt numb and full!

Jill says: She clearly came to the hotel wanting sex… she got it. Still not understanding the problem. Miss me with all the erotic tales descriptives though.

I wasn’t ok at this moment. He f***** me like a 2 cent hoe and didn’t have a problem showing it! He got up and rinsed off in the bathroom explain he had good news and bad news! Good news he wasn’t expecting it to be good! Bad news he was tired and wanted to go to bed! I already tossed my clothes on while he was washing off in the bathroom. I didn’t feel right and I didn’t want to extend my stay after all I was getting kicked out anyway! With our 30 min extravaganza I got my keys and prepared to walk out he passed me 300 bucks and claimed it was gas money! I couldn’t help but laugh! 300 dollars was Mc Donald change! Me just turning 23 Im doing extremely well for myself without the credit card scams and strip club like the rest of these b****** in Atlanta! He treated me as if i courted him like some night club hooker! After a year of talking and this??? Hell I would’ve charged a tad bit more and got my money in the beginning of i would’ve known He was going to treat my like a prostitute Never would i agree to 300 dollars! At this moment I wanted to kick his tall ass but I held back and we shared a church hug! No reservations to see each other later! just a simple goodbye! The 300 was a joke to me! Especially since his baby mama looks like a burnt gremlin and his girl look like a tranny on steroids with a f***** up weave! I’d assume he would at least turned out a tad bit logical about this! ! like my theory! you pay me to keep my mouth closed! not make my way 3 miles up the road! F*** u nick!


Ok first and foremost, you went there with the intent, by your own admission to have sex… you did that – although it was quickie. Take it as a compliment to your superior head game – WHY ARE YOU MAD? You didn’t know he was going to give you anything. Take your $300 and keep it moving. He hit you early, you waited until late to respond… those are booty call hours. Sounds like he met you were you were at. I’m seriously curious as to what this chick was expecting. A cuddle? You came in the room and dropped your pants ::blank stare:: where’s the warm and fuzzy in that?

All the extras about what his exes look like means what? Perhaps they took their $300 with a smile? I’m not seeing where he sold this woman dreams. That’s usually my main complaint, when ballers alter the woman’s reality. Doesn’t appear to be the case here. You can’t come in acting like a paid worker and get mad when you’re treated as such.

He’s Swaggy P chick, you better recognize…

Or, you could always exercise your options. It could’ve been  JR Smith DMing you “You trying to get the pipe,” you choose.