BLAME IT ON THE ALCOHOL

In my university days, i moved with a set of guys who loved hanging out (smoking and drinking).  Although am not the smoking or drinking type, i do hang out with them because as we all know, gay company is always a company of laughter and drama.
We had a “sponsor” whose parents were wealthy and because  he really needed to associate himself with classy gay dudes, he did all he could to tag along.
One day, one of my friends  (in my crew) asked me to escort him to pick up his cousin who came to seek admission in the university we attended and even though i was very reluctant about going, i escorted him anyways.
We found him in the  admin block with other people trying to pay school fees and sort out their registration.
My friends cousin whose name is NG looked like the typical “ boy next door”. There was nothing attractive about him. From his looks to his dressing. All that he had was a good built body which his strong shoulder and chest hinted on the bogus basketball jersey top he wore.
We greeted and immediately, made our way to the hostel. As we walked to the hostel, my friend received a phone call and had to leave us. He pleaded i take his cousin to the room and i accepted.
When we got to the room, we met the rest of my crew in the room. Even though i introduced him to them, they barely acknowledged his presence  (trust divas and their attitude).
NG obviously felt quite unwelcome.  After he dropped his bag at a corner, he told me he was hungry and needed to eat and asked me to show him where he could fill his stomach. I had to escort him to the canteen because it was in an odd corner of the school and also, to make him feel welcome, i indulged him in a conversation.
Turned out that NG was once in a polytechnic and for some reasons had issues and had to leave the institute and resit for jamb. My school was his second choice and he had gotten his admission. So there he was.
We got along pretty well and he always wanted to be around me Maybe because his cousin (my friend) had a boyfriend who he virtually lived with and therefore was barely around.
NG was straight and boring. All he did was read, watch football, play football and religiously do sit ups and push ups to maintain his physique which he still hid on over sized clothings.

None of my friends liked him and he too, didn’t like them either...except me of course. He always frowned and walked out of the room anytime we discussed gay stuff or sashayed around the room.
Often, he will join us for the drinking spree until it happened one day that our “sponsor” was having his birthday and there was too much to eat and drink. NG over drank his limit and started misbehaving to the point everyone thought he’d  better go home. Nobody  (not even his cousin) wanted to take the responsibility of seeing he gets home safe therefore, i had to take the bull by the horn.

Supporting his heavy body as he staggered, we got on an okada ( commercial motorcycle) and headed for the hostel with him sitting in between me and the motorcycle driver.

On our way, the heavens gave way and it rained heavily on us. I had to hold him firm to avoid him falling off and while doing so, i could feel his hard bulky chest, protruding nipples and solid brick stomach through his shirt.

It was a huge struggle getting him up the stairs and into the room. Putting him on the floor to avoid his wet body and clothes from wetting the bed, i quickly changed into some dry clothes and began undressing him. When done, i stood in awe as i watched NG lying naked on the floor.

He had a gorgeous body that was well defined and his limp fat dick laid like a sleeping creature on his thigh. I got a pair of briefs and shirt from his bag and as i put them on him, i couldn’t help but touch his body.  I felt his nipples, caressed his chest... i felt what i was doing wasn’t right. What sort of pervert takes advantage of a drunk friend? I thought to myself.

As i forced my hands off his body and turned away, what faced  me was his nodding stiff dick. I was transfixed on it even as i pulled him to the bed. “mheeennnn....which kain temptation be dis?” I’d thought to myself. The konji (horniness) that held me instantly was super!!!
Fighting my thoughts, i saw my self kneeling beside him. In my nervousness, i reached out for his cock which was already pointing out from the waist band his briefs. It Felt so soft and fleshy even though it was solid as steel. He wasn’t that “extra large” but large and thick enough. His prick was neatly shaped and i couldn’t help myself but put my mouth over it. Briefly giving him a good head, l quickly went to my little bag where i had all my necessary  working equipment and fetched a ruff ryda condom and lube. I had to be fast because my other friends may arrive soon.

Quickly rolling down the condom on his still swollen cock, i lubed us both up and slided down his pole. He grunted and jerked his hips lazily several times. I began riding him hard and suddenly he turned to his side. Throwing me aside with my leg under him left me in an awkward position
I froze for a while and quietly removed myself from him. I wanted to stop but as i looked at his cock and the condom on it,  just couldn’t. Business Wasn’t accomplished.

Still lying on his side, i also quietly laid on my side as well. Having my back to him, i slowly guided his wood into me again.
We laid still for a bit and then  His Hands and leg wrapped around me a bit firmly, he began thrusting  in a sort of motionless way. At intervals he will thrust real hard and stop for some minutes and repeat his thrust. After a while, he stopped thrusting and with his cock still inside me, i wanked myself and was done. It was a boring seesion anyways. 

I woke up early the next morning to meet up lectures while he was very much fast asleep. When i returned to the room from a very hectic day at school  , i noticed the atmosphere was tensed. NG was fuming and looking really menacingly while his cousin ( my friend ) leaned on a desk with arms folded looking calm.
“abeg anything happen here last night?” my friend asked me. Honestly, i had absolutely no clue what he was talking about because I had completely forgotten about what happened the previous night.
My friend turned to NG and asked him in igbo language if he wasn’t sure it was a dream because knowing me, i would not do such a thing to anyone.
“abi you bring babe last night wey fuck my prick when i dey sleep?” he looked at me with a rage asking. At that time, i had remembered why the drama was happening  but kept my “what is happening” face. NG kept raging and slamming his fist into the wall, hitting the desk and saying if anyone of us did anything to him blood will flow. He kept swearing. He was indeed furious but nobody paid him any attention.

As NG stormed off the room, i looked at my friend with an “is he alright ?” look and he responded with a  shrug. My “saint maria” personality had bailed me out.
I’d slept off from fatigue and stress of the day when i felt several hard taps on my foot. I woke up to find NG sitting down and looking at me with a frown.
“o boy make we yarn”....he commanded. I looked around the room and nobody else was there...just the both of us. I sat up on the bed mentally  preparing myself for war when he spoke after a brief silence.  “i know wetin you do yesterday”. As i  opened my mouth to talk, he raised a hand and looked at me as if to say “don’t interrupt me or even attempt to defend yourself  when am talking” manner. I immediately closed my mouth.
“i no be small pikin you hear me so?” he went on addressing me.”i swear ehhh..na just say you be cool guy and you no get wahala because if na those your friends try am , na hand i go use kill them”...his eyes where red in anger as he spoke . I knew he wasn’t joking. He seemed the type capable of a psychotic anger. All i did was nod my head.
“am sorry” was all i could say.  “you fuck up sha...na just say na you oh....or else..” he said sounding lighter now. Adjusting himself on the  chair, there was an awkward silence.

“na your nyash i fuck ba?..he asked me with a thoughtful frown. “you know say i dream say na one correct babe with sweet toto i been dey fuck?” he said with a hint of excitement in his voice.
Was i that sweet and Did he just sound  as if nothing had happened?...i couldn’t understand the sharp  Mood swing. NG shook his head with a smirk on his face as if he was  recollecting an incident. Exhaling loudly, he said “no try am again because we go get wahala.....you hear me?” quietly i noded  in agreement. He now stretched forth his hand for a shake to show we where now good which i took.
I left to use the gents afterwards and When got back into the room, he still was on the chair but now stretched out with  hairy heavy legs crossed in front of him as he Held a blank gaze to the floor.
“hhhmmmm....so my prick fit enter your nyash...” he audibly  said to himself as if in disbelief and doubt. I hissed in a friendly gesture and told him to forget anything that had happened.

“forget fire” he said sharply. “you don fuck my prick dey tell me make i forget?”. “bros no vex abeg nah”...i tried to be add some humour as to not get him angry.
“make i see your nyash”.
WHAT???
Did he just request to look at my ass? NG !!!! I almost shouted.
He looked directly to me and almost raising his voice, said “o boy no call my name. I say make i see your nyash.... i say show me your nyash”. At this point i became somewhat  afraid. Seemed his anger was returning. I undid my short buckle and turned around showing him my butt. “bend down open am” he commanded And i obeyed.  “chai!!!!” he exclaimed after seeing my red man cunt hole. “This one na toto nah” he said with lust in his tone.

Guessing he was thrilled by what he saw, i kept contracting  and relaxing my clean, neatly shaved fresh looking ass hole as i pulled my soft cheeks far apart so he could get a nice view of my cherry.

“ go lock door” he ordered. As i stood upright and turned around, his cock was in his hands getting stroked. I bolted the door shut and walked towards him.
“suck am make e stand” he instructed. My mouth immediately went into action. I am sure i gave his cock a good mouth massage cos he kept moaning softly as i slurped on his member.
“i want fuck” he said as he gently pushed my head away from his cock. In the speed of light, i had got all the required tools for the occasion. Right on the chair, i sat on his cock backing him while placing both hands on the floor so he could have a good view of his cock doing the magic of appearing and disappearing.
  “kaiiiii.....shhhhhhhhhh....kaaaaiiiiii” he moaned softly  as he humped me nice and easy.

After some couple of minutes, he stood up held my waist  and began building momentum while  Regulating my hips to collide with his full hard thrust.   My hands where on the floor still; and my both legs were parted as NG drove into me without respect. He fucked me with revenge. He wanted to make sure i was dealt with. He was determined to make a bitch out of me..and he did exactly that. As he fucked me, he walked us around the room (i was walking on both hands and feet). He slammed me without pity. We ended up on the bed but this time, he laid on my back (never taking his dick out all the while). He hammered me with a  fury that made me whimp in pain and after some long minutes, he roared like a beast as he deposited all his incum into my account. I was literally full of cum. He still laid on my back sweating and panting when suddenly we heard the laughter of my friends approaching as the stair case of the hostel echoed their voice . With  the speed of a cat, NG darted away from me while i pretended i was asleep.
He hurriedly put on a trouser and left the room even before my friends came inn.
I never mentioned this to anyone of my friends and NG respected me for that. We kept  on our fucking session until i graduated.