LOST AND FOUND BUDDIES

I was busy working out in my locally  made gym at the back yard of my house in apapa Lagos when my mother called to me.. “Charlie!!!!....charlie ooooooo!!!!.....come and greet your August visitor “.

I wasn’t expecting anyone and I rarely had guests. At first I thought it was my ex because my mum , who was very fond of him always referred to him as “August visitor “ ( a title she gave for any favoured guest ). But my ex would rather die than see me. We parted ways bitterly and knowing him too well, he would rather be somewhere getting fucked for money than making peace for the sake of love.

I quickly completed my weight lifting count and went to the living room to meet whoever this person was. As i got into the dinning room and took a sachet of water from the fridge, I could hear a deep baritone voice laughing from the living room. I also heard a woman’s voice which wasn’t my mothers.

Sweating from my working out session and topless, I tried to take a peep into the living room to see who was visiting . But it was too late. I was seen immediately. I was already shouting for joy before my brain fully registered the confirmation of who it recognised.

“chuzzziiieeeee!!!!!!”  I kept screaming as I flew into his large opened arms. Without minding my sweaty body , he hugged me back. More tighter. He was now taller and more bigger in muscle . Though few years older than me , he looked very good...perhaps because life wasn’t hard on him.

Aunty joy (his mother) who though was now aged and grey just like my mum, still had her stylish elegance. She tried to hug me but was a very careful of Not letting my wet body touch her white suit.

“wow!!!! Na you be this? It’s been what???? Almost 20 years????” he said as he held me a good foot apart starring at me.

“you’re no longer Mr ske” he teased as he punched me on my chest.

I used to be skinny as a child and was teased alot about it. In fact i was called Skelton in reference to the character in the popular cartoon “super ted” so they shortened the name to “ske”.

  Because i was teased a lot, i went into body building. Though I didn't accumulate much mass, I was satisfied with my slim build.

Chizoba (chuzie) used to be my best friend in primary,  junior and senior  secondary school. We were so close that our mother’s ended up friends. We also attended the same church and on many occasions, my mother allowed me sleep over at their house. It was during one of those sleep overs that I had my first same sex encounter.

We had just finished watching wrestle mania and decided to try out some wrestling. He was about 17 and I was about 14.  Because he was stronger than me, he kept over powering me. In wrestling, it was the tradition to lie astride your opponent and count to three before you were declared winner. So chuzie laid on me but instead of astride, he was perpendicular.

Rather than counting to 3, he kept prolonging the count. “oooneee.....one and a half, one, one quarter.....one half a quarter  .......”

I laid still and I could feel his throbbing dick on my stomach. I too was hard. As he counted, I just starred at him. “what?” he asked me with a small frown on his face. “what is what?” I asked in return . Reaching for my dick, he said “this”. As he touched it, his eyes grew wide with suprise. Even at a young age, my dick was already years ahead of me. Indeed my skinny stature was well compensated.

I was so surprised when he took off his shorts as if they were on fire , spat in his hands and began stroking my dick. Thinking of it now , it is evident he was already sexually active even at a young age.

I just laid there like a dummy as he stroked me. After a while he went on me and began sucking my dick. He got up spat on his hands and rubbed it in his cock. Spat again and rubbed it in his ass. He sat across me and positioned my dick which was now peeping from the corner of my shorts in full attention into his hole. He kept stroking his dick and drops of precum landed on my tummy.

Slowly he began going down on me as he wanked himself. He was only half way when I felt hot burning sensation that sent heats of passion flooding through my veins. I began to tremble as I shot a ridiculous amount of cum straight into his ass.

His eyes was still close as he wanked his cock faster. Because my cum had soaked his hole , he was now all the way down to my balls. All my dick was totally inside him even though it was no longer turgid.

He held my hands over his dick and began motioning the pace he liked it. I didnt want to be selfish so  i did as he wanted me to.  Few minutes later, thick white sperm shot out of his dick and splashed on my face. We retained our position for a while and then he got off me. We cleaned up and slept. All through the night i couldn't sleep. My dick was rock hard and ready for more but  chuzie was already fast asleep.

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Chuzie now was a grown man. Smelt good and seemed to be doing well. Last time I heard of his whereabouts, I learned he was in Europe. He now had lots of tattoos and in his eyes, i could see he’s been through a hard lot.

He offered to take me out for a drink and I told him I needed to shower. Out of courtesy I invited him into my room I once shared with my elder brother who was kind enough to leave almost all of his electronics and gadget for my use after he moved out.

We left our mother’s in the living room as they gosspied loudly.

I immediately stated the fact to chuzie that I couldn't afford any of the things he saw in the bed room in-case  he started having ideas. While I prepared to shower, we began talking about exercise and what part of working out was most difficult. At the time, I was already on my towel and I could see his eyes fixed on my crotch.

Chuzie looked very straight.

I dismissed every thought of him being gay because some people out grow something’s they did as young adults .  He told me he liked naija jamz and asked me to play some for him. I connected my bluetooth speaker with my phone and the Yemi Alade began jamming.

Myself and chuzie began reminiscing about old times and friends we’ve lost contact with.

Chuzie asked me for my phone so he could go through my music files. I innocently handed him the phone and as I was about stepping into the bathroom, he screamed ...

“EEEHHHHHH WHAT IS THIS????”

as i turned around, I almost fainted from what I saw. He had found his way to my photo gallery and was looking at my fully erect dick photo. He waved my phone at me as if to say “I have the evidence”.

I rushed to retrieve my phone from him but he was faster than me. We both got into a real struggle but as usual he over powered me.

He had gotten on Top of me and succeeded in holding my both hands down and using his feet to lock mine. My towel has completely gone off my waist and there i was; lying naked under him.

Just like old times.

He looked into my eyes and his face was so close to mine. I could smell his perfume, the mint on his breath And whatever product he used on his beard.

He pressed his groin on mine and that gave me an instant hard on. I could feel his stiff dick on me.

He brought his mouth closer to mine but I moved my face away...i explained to him that I don’t kiss someone if I am not in a relationship with the person . He just laughed and did it anyway. He kissed me so slowly that I eventually gave inn. He began licking my sweaty body and tounging my damp armpit. He went down to my dick and took me in his warm mouth.

It had been over 7 months  after my break up which also was the last time I had sex. And since I am not a fan for wanking, having a mouth on my dick was electrifyingly awesome.

While he deep throated me, he undid his shorts.

I reached out for my body lotion and a sachet of condom at the head of my bed and handed it to him. Usually, if he were to be my partner, I would have eaten his hole sore until it was loose enough to handle my raid (insecticide can) equivalent cock and would have definitely gone bareback . But that was too much of an honour to be callous about so I withheld myself.

Chuzie squeezed a handful of cream and began working on my dick after he had slid down the condom (which unfortunately couldn’t reach the base of my rod ). His eyes glowed with raging wonder. He got on top of me and locked eyes with me. He looked like a proper “hard man” with the way he frowned with serious determination as he took me.

This time he went all the way down . He rode me like a real stallion. Squeezing his ass hole muscles whenever he slid up my shaft. I went for his ripped chest and grabbed solid muscles.  He knew I loved his solid bulk. He began flexing his mass like an Olympian as he did the front double bicep pose. I was literally falling in love with the weight on top of me. I spat on my hand and went for his dick. It was still the same size and feel. Nothing has changed.

He reached for my lotion and smeared it on himself in a slow sensual manner. His slippery  abs and chest shone like black gold as he flexed them.

I couldn’t help myself as I sat up and returned his thrust. We locked in sweet embrace, kissing, sweating... My hand stroking his moist cock , his anal muscles massaging my over sized dick expertly, my lean muscle chest on his huge bulky chest. This was nothing short of a man to man action.

Even with the audible voices of our mother’s coming from the sitting room, we had no intentions to be mindul or slow down. I begged him to fuck my dick and he did exactly as I commanded. “tell me when you want to cum” he moaned into our kiss and I nodded.

No sooner he whispered to me, did I whisper the arrival of my cream. With a powerful thrust that almost shattered my balls, Chuzie held a long pause as he strongly  squeezed his anal wall muscles so hard that I felt my dick would snap in half. I could feel a huge relief as if my body had released a long carrying burden as my sperm flooded the condom. Chuzie was already there too...soiling my hands and our meeting stomach  with his man juice. We both kissed long and slow before he let me go.

Without mincing words, that was the first time I had experience such mind blowing sex.

As i dropped back on the bed panting for air, I felt him remove the condom from my dick. I looked down and could see that the condom was properly full. My whole stomach was full of cum as well as chuzie's.  He too; must have off loaded a lot.

He found my bin and trashed the condom.  My head was throbbing slightly and as I made an effort to sit up, I felt his mouth on my now almost limp dick again. I reminded him of our mother’s next door and he giggled. We kissed briefly and made it to the bathroom together to shower.

He told me how he had been in prison in Europe and how he had survived hardship. I asked him if he did prostitution because judging from his sex skills, he could pass for a world class porn star. He confessed he was seeing a white man who was bottom because he needed papers . According to him, he only bottoms if the dick is extra large and if he “loves” the owner.

As he kept praising my sex skill, all I did was laugh cos he actually doesn’t know half the freak I am when am into someone.

We made our way back to the living room and later went out visiting places of our childhood.

No doubt I find chuzie physically and mentally attractive. He’s asked me out and I have accepted on the grounds we take our time. I will keep you posted on how it turns out when I unleash my full potential on him.

Boss V.

MY FIRST STEP

Please keep my name anonymous or change it.

I have been reading your blog and I find some stories interesting. I also want to urge you to keep your stories consistent because some times it takes months for a new story to be updated.

Here is my story on my first gay experience ( and how I met my boyfriend) i will like to share.

I grew up in a strong Christian home and I guess that’s where my passion for God and ministering came from. My parents had very strong influence over me that once  I graduated from school they had already  found a wife for me. Not like I minded the girl was the daughter of my mum’s friend who also attended our church. She was beautiful and also a strong Christian which was one of the main reasons I didn’t think twice.

Immediately after my service, my (our) parents ensured the marriage rites were done and all other necessary things such as a house, car and money to start a family was provided.

Marriage life was a bit Not as I thought it would be. Although my wife was humble, she had some attitudes I couldn’t deal with. She was quite controlling and wanted to know it all even though she behaves like she “knows it all”. I tried not to allow it mess things up so I assumed it’s “a woman thing”.

But One other major issue i had was our sex life. I had suppressed my sexual urges for so many years and use to imagine all the crazy things I will do with my wife once I get married. Guess imagination isn’t always reality. My wife “abhorred” sex. In fact when it came to religion she was worse than myself.

Anytime we had sex she always complained of pains even though I don’t fully perpetrate her. Even during the penetration it seems as if my dick has reached the final bus.. as in it literally won’t go further than it did. I guess she had a shallow vagina or maybe my dick was too long ( am roughly about 12inches).

I became so frustrated. My wife refused every sex counselling and since the bible commanded husbands to honour their wives, I did just that. Whatever was her decision was fine by me.

We tried having kids but after 2 miscarriages, we decided to give it a break. In fact after that, my wife stopped having sex with me. I now went full time into ministry to occupy my time and mind. Once my church had a pastoral opening in another state (Rivers state ) , I didn’t hesitate to take the opportunity.

It was a duty to serve so I had to obey.

One thing I didn’t tell anyone including my senior pastor or my wife was that I loved pornography. Even before marriage. I will watch just to learn skills and fantasize how and what I will be enjoying with my wife.

When I discovered how frigid my wife Was, I resolved to wanking (through porn) as my sweet release.

Anyway, I packed my bags and left ibadan for port Harcourt and it was quite disheartening that my wife seemed relief  I was leaving.

I took a regular office job in the city and stayed with the head pastor while looking for an accommodation. It was during my stay there I met Bruce . He was the pastors brother. I usually saw a him in church and whenever he visited his brother (the pastor). He was about my age, had christian values and was successful in his carrier. He was not married and many times we raised it as a prayer point on his behalf during home worship.

I noticed how single women flocked round him seeking his attention after service seeking. No doubt  He was indeed charming in looks and character. My interest in him started when I heard him sing as he played his guitar on my pastors child’s birthday. Everybody was awed by his talent including myself . After the party as we cleaned up, I commended his talent and  we both got talking properly for the first time. We felt so comfortable with each other and the more we talked the more we found similar interest.

Things happened so fast... within few hours I was telling him about my failing marriage, my passion for ministry and oddly, I told him about my addiction to porn. There was something about him that made It felt natural not to hide anything from him.
He told me alot about himself as well. And he confided in me about his sexuality. He told me he has been battling homosexuality from childhood. He hadn’t had sex with a man at that time but that he feels the urge a lot. He also told me how he puts his finger or objects like roll in his ass hole before he can climax during masturbation.

As he spoke, my dick was so hard inside my trouser. Luckily, it was dark and we sat under the canopy so no one noticed. My mind was really giving me dirty pictures and Also, anal sex was one of the major things I was hoping to experience when I get married so Hearing him say he puts object in his hole made me wish he had a really big dick like mine to fill him up properly. I wasn’t even considering the fact he was a man. All I could see in my head was a good ass.

I suggested we pray for each other for Grace to overcome our personal struggles and we did. We took turns to pray. After the prayer ended, my erection didn’t end.

After he left, we still chatted on phone that night and he promised to see me after work the next day. He did as he promised and drove me home. I later came to know he stayed alone and close to my place of work.  I was sleeping in the sitting room in my pastors house which really wasn’t convenient so Bruce suggested I move in with him.

We lived like brothers and did everything together. He had a good body and I noticed He had a big well rounded ass. We never talked about our weakness. He also helped me run the youth ministry I was handling and did it so well. I really admired his patience and big heart.  He was always willing to help and go the extra mile. Several times he has gone broke and hungry to make sure some one pays his school fees or have a better life.

On few occasions when I needed to release my sexual tension he seemed to understand without me saying a word to him. He will keep a porn DVD, tissue paper and lotion on top of the bed and tell me he’s going for a long walk. Sometimes if am doing it in the bathroom, he will not interrupt.  It was only on one occasion he accidentally ran into me and shouted “ good Lord “ when he saw my erect penis.

One day my wife called me and told me she needed to come and see me. From the way she was sounding I knew something was wrong. I told Bruce and he was excited about meeting her but told me whatever was the outcome of her visit he will be there to support me.

She arrived on a Saturday and I was surprised at the woman I saw. In barely 6 months she had really transformed. She had added a bit of weight, wore make up and had too much confidence. There seemed to be no humility in her. Bruce welcomed her as well as the pastor. We went to church together the next day and I took her to see the youths that were under my ministry.

On our way home from church , she made a statement that suggested I should use the youths to open my own church. I was appalled by her insinuation but because I knew I couldn’t win an argument with her, I kept my cool. She was leaving the following evening and told me we needed to talk.

As we sat in Bruce’s bedroom, she told me she has decided to go to Australia to further her education. From the way she sounded, married life was way behind her. She told me she didn’t want to cause a fuse between our families so she wanted us to agree to separate “for now”. I just started dumb founded. I began weeping and begging her. I knelt down and asked her to forgive me over what I didn’t even know. I was really confused. She told me she thinks we both were pushed into this whole church and marriage thing and she has decided to opt out. She suggested I do same.

As She handed me back the ring , I could see she had made up her mind because Her eyes were as dry as the sun. After she left, I feel sick. I felt I had failed myself and God totally. I felt i pushed my wife into backsliding even though Bruce told me she made her choice.

In my sickness I was filled with deep anger. I couldn’t control myself. I began punching the wall and swearing. In those moments, Bruce will hold me tight and calm me down. Sometimes he will play his guitar and sing for me which helped me sleep. I began throwing caution to the wind. Sometimes I will masturbate right there in the living room watching porn with no respect for Bruce who is the owner of the house. Anytime that happened he will walk away. 

I slowly began putting myself together which wouldn’t have been possible without Bruce's support and saintly patience. One day, while Bruce was out and I was arranging the room, I accidentally knocked down a box kept on top of the wardrobe. As i tried putting back the spilled content back into the box, I Noticed  there was a dildo and some hard core magazines which  contained hot man to man action. I felt a bit betrayed that Bruce didn’t tell me he has graduated to dildo’s. I thought of was just roll on and finger. I left the items on the bed and waited for him to return.

When he came back and saw the items on the bed, he immediately began to apologise. He knew he messed up . I asked him why he hid it from me knowing fully well we don’t keep secrets from each other. He told me he asked a friend coming from the UK to help him buy it alongside the magazines but didnt tell me because it was the time i was having my melt down. I forgave him though and things settled. But not my dick and my fantasy for anal sex.

One day, Bruce was on leave and because the roof of my office was been fixed, we were asked to close early. When I got home, I called out to Bruce but got no answer. I went into the bedroom and I saw Bruce with head phones watching something on his phone. He was naked and something was inside his ass. It didn’t take me long to know that was a dildo. He was fucking himself.

My dick instantly went mad. He saw me and was so shy. I signalled him to  continue that  it was okay by me. As i changed my work clothes i couldn't help but watch him from the corner of my eyes. His ass hole was open and yet to contrast from the dildo which he had taken out. He was also watching me.

I felt my precum seep out from my dick hole and moist my thighs. I just sat down on the edge of the bed because  standing up made my erect dick obvious and also it felt like a strong magnetic force was holding me down.

I pretended to be going through my phone as i sat shirtless and wearing only my boxers. His leg touched me and stayed on me. Then his toes moved subtly on me. My dick began nodding harder as he did that.  I didn’t want it to seem like he I was angry with what he was doing so I reached out to his toe and began pulling them one after the other with one hand while the other hand held my phone. I couldn’t bring myself to look at his face so I just starred at my phone.

He now brought the leg ( whose toes I was pulling ) over my thighs. I continued with the pulling but at this moment I was breathing heavily and my heart was pounding like I have ran for the Olympics.

Bruce simply slided down into me. His other leg behind me and the one on my thighs now fully across my both thighs. I felt hid warm flesh on my skin and that was when I knew I might faint if I continued to resist.

I dropped my phone , turned towards Bruce and raised the leg that rested on my thighs as I brought out my dick with my other hand. Bruce lubricated my dick in seconds and before I knew it, I was collapsing on him while sliding fully into him . The sensation of having my whole dick completely swallowed was pure magic.

He clung to me and  moaned so loud as I drove into him. I didn’t know what came over me but I began pounding him so hard. So furiously....like I was punishing him for all I have suffered lately including my wife’s frigidity.  It felt like I was taking out all my buried frustration on him. He begged me to go easy but I didn’t care to listen. Shortly after wards, I heard him moan “more...more...more..” I automatically became more energised. I raised his both  legs up and began to scatter his hole. I stole a glimpse on his face and I could see he was in another world. His eyes had rolled back , his mouth was opened....it seemed he was enjoying it. I increased my tempo and then I felt it rushing. I pumped all my semen into his wonderful ass and in the process of cumming, he opened his eyes so wide and stiffened.  Thick white sperm shot out from his dick without any contact. I didn’t know a man could release without touching himself when his was been fucked.

I collapsed beside him and it dawned on me what we just did.... what I had done. I had just fucked a man in his ass. My mind began racing. Guilt, fear...all manner of self stigma began crawling inn. I could tell Bruce was feeling guilty as well.

For almost 2 weeks we couldn’t look or talk to each other. One day while at home, i got a promotional letter in my email. I was so over joyed I ran into the living room and picked up Bruce in a big hug. I forgot whatever had happened as I kissed him out of excitement. Before I could even tell him the good news he kissed me back so fiercely and to my surprise I was doing same. We kissed for such a long time and before I knew what was going on, we where both naked and Bruce was riding my dick so expertly while kissing me. I have never had such sex experience ever. I went two rounds without stopping to think or rest.

He laid on me in sweat as we both panted for air. “please don’t leave me” he whispered in my ear. I didn’t know what to do....all I could hear myself say was “am here for you”.

It’s been a little struggle so far still. I have moved out to my house and Bruce 90% of the time is in my place. My wife has served me divorce papers and our families are fighting tooth and nail to make sure it doesn’t happen. They hate the fact am not bothered about reconciliation. Maybe it’s because am with Bruce now...i really don’t know. Am happy where I am in life even though I feel God is angry with me.  But I also have noticed that My love and friendship with Bruce has blessed and changed mw in many ways.

I also believe there is a reason why he came into my life. My  ministry is doing well and nothing seems to have changed. Also we ( Bruce and i) have had some cases of young people struggling just to fit into society because of their sexuality and we do all we can to encourage them to trust in God’s unconditional love.

It’s not been easy but we are doing our best put our service to God through serving as priority as we support each other even in faith.

Please don’t disclose my identity.

The Goliath in David

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Office hunk

Last two months my company hired new recruits and all the ladies in my department where talking excitedly about a hot recruit who according to them, “Fine pass me”.  I was reluctant about the whole gist of this so called “hot guy” and didn’t bother either because, I don’t consider myself good looking despite numerous compliment.

One day, the photocopying machine in my department broke down and I had a lot of paper work to photocopy. So, I had to go down to the finance department to get the work done. On getting there, I met a tall and solid looking stature which had its back to me. It was finely clothed in a blue shirt that was handsomely tucked into a fitted grey trousers that properly showcased a marvellously well shaped ass.

I just stood there drinking the sight of what I saw. He seemed to be irritated at the machine as he kept fingering the machine buttons rather too forcefully as he swore under his breath.

“what’s up?” I managed to ask. As he turned around, my heart stopped. Facing me was nothing best described as the face of a world class model. High cheek bones, dreamy eyes adorned with the thickest eye lash I've ever seen.

“it’s like this machine isn’t working again” he said with  a hint of Hausa accent.  I introduced myself and asked where he was from. He told me his name is Ibrahim and he is from Mali but was born and bred in Zaria .......”i don’t think I have seen your face around here” he added. Before I  could respond, the head of my department appeared from no where. She asked why I was just  standing and talking when I was supposed to be  doing the work I was asked to do.

She didn't give me the opportunity to explain. She demanded I photocopied the Documents before I leave for the day as she disappeared as she came. My heart sank because it was Friday and few minutes to close time. How will I have to photo copy close to 200 documents and also scan more than half of them? I just grew weary of life.
“don’t worry bro....you’’ll be done in no time” he tried to comfort me. “ibz why don’t you go to the business centre by the bus stop?” a colleague of his asked. Turning to me, he volunteered to take some of my work with him to photocopy and suggested I try using the machine. “hopefully it will work for you” he added with a smile.

I thanked him and handed over some documents to him. No sooner as he left did the machine began to function.

After what seemed like forever, I managed to finish my task. Everybody had closed for the day and handsome ibz was yet to arrive. I sat down and began going through the newly downloaded  gay porn videos on my phone.
Someone cleared a throat behind me and my heart skipped 3 lifetimes.

BUSTED!!!!
I quickly tried hiding my phone as i turned around forcing a fake smile. Ibz just stood starting at me awkwardly .
“What took you so long ?” I asked ; In an attempt to start a discussion and hopefully divert what ever tension was hanging in the air.

Raising a plastic bag that seemed to contain food, he told me he was hungry and went to get us food.

“What did you get?” I asked. Still silently Hoping he didn’t see what I was watching.
“rice, plantain, beans, fish....i didn’t know exactly what to get so I just got all they had”. He handed me my Documents and then set the meal on the empty table beside me. “be right back” he said as he made his way out of the office. My heart was already forcing it’s way out of my chest. Couple of seconds later, he emerged from the door waving two spoons.

As he handed me one and asked me to pick what food I wanted, he asked....”So when did you first discover yourself?”

‘discover What?”
I pretended not to understand what he was talking about as I looked at him blinking my eyes in a...”What do you mean?” manner.

He took a spoonful of rice and smiled. “you know I saw it ba?”

“ohhhhh no!!!!!” I blushed Into my hands shyly.
“what’s there? ....is it a new thing?” He sounded a bit surprised at my action. “So tell me naaahhhhh” he pleaded. So I got talking while he listened as he ate. “which one are you? The man or the woman? Am sure you are the man”.
“Really.....why So?”

“it’s not obvious on you...assuming I didn’t see that video I would have sworn you were straight”.

I told him not only was I gay but Also,  was on the receiving side. But he doubted me.
“Do you want me to give you a blow job to prove to you or do you want to fuck my ass?” I teased but also pushing my cards a bit further.

“You will just die”... He responded

“and what will kill me?”

“my dick will make you bleed to death”.
He was now sounding like a pervetious  teenager.
“because it’s a tuber of yam or what?” I asked as I rolled my eyes.

“it’s big o!!!! You will run” he continued to tease.

“trust me I have seen bigger” I bragged. “And am not talking you from the grave Am I?.....infact show me let me see this olumo rock you’re claiming to have”.

“it’s only for my girlfriend” he said sounding defensive as if I was some sort of paedophile coming after a 3 year old.

“girlfriend indeed”.

The more I talked with him, the more it was evident he was just a big baby hiding behind tons of biceps and height. I was already getting irritated with his long talks and self praise so i decided to take “the matter” into my hands.
Without warning I touched his dick and he jumped back nervously. No doubt what he had was impressive.
I began weighing the outcome of what might happen if something ended up transpiring between us. He seemed the sort who would rather die than to be outed as gay.
“So this biro cover is what you are bragging over?” I teased. I saw a flash of surprise in his eyes. “it’s not up yet” he said defensively. “it is triple it’s size when hard” he continued.

“prove it then” I said as I crossed my hands and looked right into his eyes. He began talking about his girlfriend and how she  complains about the dick. I knew all was a lie. “dude rub that cock and let’s see what you got. Stop talking like a bitch. Be a man”.

That was a heavy blow on him. One thing I have noticed about most African men is that they will do everything possible to defend their masculinity. “it won’t stand because you are here...” He said as he sounded a bit uncertain. I got my phone and went through my WhatsApp messages. There was this hetero porn a straight friend sent to me that had a girl rimming a guy and all that. For some reason I didn’t delete the video even though it wasn’t my thing.

I played the video and handed over my phone to him as i excused myself to the bathroom. Told him I was going to pee but Instead i went to empty my tunnel.

Given that I had barely eaten anything all day except for the meal Ibrahim got, my cleansing ritual didn’t last long. As i stepped into the office, I could see he was deeply engrossed in the video as he stepped into the office.

His tool was already out but not completely.
“not bad” I said as I noticed he was in full attention. “can you stand?” I asked; wanting to see the full length. “you’ve seen it nah....so why should I stand again?” He said weakly. I walked to his side and I could see a busty blonde ass eating this big black dude.

“is this fun?” He asked curiously referring to the rimming scene. Even though i was glad my intentions where working, I faked a surprise. “You have not experienced it?....mhen you are missing”. “That is why I want a white bitch as a girlfriend. Our Nigerian girls don’t know anything”. Hearing him say this made me chuckle. “for me it’s not a new thing.” I chipped inn casually.

“as in you eat ass?”  he asked curiously.
“why not? It’s not a big deal”
“What of if he shits in your mouth or pollute nko?”
He began sounding ridiculous once again.
“must always sound like a child ?” I asked sharply.
“sorry nah.....am just asking... You know I don’t know all these things....its new to me” he'd began pleading.
“I don’t like eating hairy ass....” I said as I began putting my hands on his solid chest. He didn’t stop me. “why?” He asked.

“hair attracts a lot of germs..so it’s best the ass is shaved. Can’t you see the man in the video is shaved?” I pointed out.
“I will like to experience it but I have not shaved....can I stand up? I want to release”
Pulling him up gently to a standing position , I cooed...“you don't need my permission do you ?”
Standing up, it seemed his cock had tripled in size. It was very long and had a big drop of crystal clear precum that threatened to drip at any moment.
In a quick swoosh I used the precum to make a circular motion on his cock head and he jolted a bit.
I went down on my knees and took him in my mouth. He didn’t thrust. He just stood like a statue watching the movie. His gaze only came on me when I took him all the way in my throat. He stopped looking at the phone and just starred at me with fierce lust. His mouth was slightly opened as he exhaled with an almost inaudible high pitch.

This was a brand new experience to him and definitely, was doing wonders to him. “should I shave my ass hole by tomorrow?” He asked sheepishly.
I just nodded as I kept on choking on his cock.
Not up to 7 minutes he began mumbling “it wants to Come out....its coming out now” I went all the way down to his pubic and as I slurped my way to the cock knob and gently sucked on it, a heavy down pour of sperm came pouring even to the point of dribbling out of the corners of my mouth and falling on my office shirt.

So much cum for just one man.

I went to the trash bin to spit  out his seed when he began saying it was his first time, he wasn’t gay... he will like what just happened to remain between us etc.
“I resemble small pikin for your eye *(Do I look like a child to you)* i lashed at him. I already knew that despite his size he was easily intimidated. He started apologising and told me he had to leave. “okay then” I said dismissively.

He made to leave and turned around...“I can drop you if you didn’t come with a car”. Awwwwwnn...he was such a gentle man with a conscience.
We both cleared the table we ate on and made our way to the car park. While he drove, we didn’t say much to each other. I really liked Ibrahim and wanted more of that cock and fresh cum.  I took his phone on the dash board and handed it to him to unlock. Without hesitating he called his pin. I was surprised. I asked why the trust...

“no big deal there” he murmured.

Some how he looked worried and deep in thoughts.

I saved my number in his phone and dialled  myself.

“bro.....relax.... we are both adults. No big deal...am even the one who should be afraid here and not you”. I said trying to cheer him up”

He muffled a smile and nodded.

Mhen....was he fine.

As  He dropped me off, I asked if he’ll be alright. He nodded like a child. I offered my knuckle and He sort of reluctantly responded

“Let me know when you arrive home...promise?” .....

“mhen...” he said as he rubbed his big hands over his handsome face.

“promise????” I insisted.

“okay....fine. I will”. 

“That’s my boy. Fix that cute face. You look like daddy showki when you’re miserable” I teased.

“your fada daddy showki” he laughed. I winked at him and in that brief moment, I saw something In him. He probably knows who he is but yet to come to terms with his reality .

As i was about getting into bed, his message came “I don reach house. Thanks for today”. I was confused if the “thanks” was genuine or was He just been sarcastic.
“anytime and always my pleasure” was all I responded and that was my reply. He Didn't reply

I forced myself not to check on him in his department on Monday because since  I sent him a good morning text message and got no response, I decided to respect myself and not bother him.

It was on Tuesday afternoon a female colleague of mine came to my corner and pinched me so hard I almost screamed with pain. “kilode Samantha?” I cautioned. “that’s the guy am telling you “ she whispered. “who?” I asked while looking around. Lo and behold, it was Ibrahim. Looking hot.

Just as I was about pretending not seeing him, he saw me and smiled while waving. My colleague thought it was her and waved. He then waved at her And that was when she knew it was me he waved to and not her. Surprised, she turned to me “He's  your friend ?” I didn’t reply her. I just stood up to meet him.

He greeted me like a proper bro. And as we stepped out of my office , he asked me why was everyone starring at him. I told him it’s not everyday we see his type in my office.

Ibrahim told me that why I hadn’t heard from him was because  his phone fell into water and got bad. “I knew you will be worried that’s why I came to tell you”. He was such a big baby.

Looking around nervously , he then quickly whispered to me..“I have shaved.” I was surprised. I had completely forgotten about the rimming gist and didn’t know he was mindful of it.

Instinctively, we were careful ; making sure we were not folliwed. He led me into the company's equipment store room and then he had a mischievous grin.  “I used my sister’s hair remover”. He unbuckled his pants and then turned around. He bent over to reveal a well rounded add that was properly shaved.  I got rock hard instantly.
I couldn’t hold myself I just grabbed him and kissed him deeply. He responded slowly and then went wild. “I will eat you to death” I promised him as my hands explored his smooth was.

“my sister is out of town. Do you want to come to my house?....you can leave for work tomorrow” he compelled. I told him I’ll have to inform my mum and he said ok. We agreed to meet at the company’s gate at a specific time and Ibrahim asked me to wait for like 5 minutes before coming out of the store after him. He packed his dick properly and left.

At the said time, he picked me up and we went to get food before driving home. He seemed more calmer and free.

When we got to his sister’s place, I was impressed. “She’s a diplomat and had taken my father’s footsteps” he explained. When we  got to the kitchen, he paused. “my mum is here” He said. Asking me to wait, he went upstairs. I heard some talks upstairs and footsteps coming down the stairs.

“this is my colleague mama....” He introduced me. She was indeed a pretty woman but her eyes seemed they have lived a thousand lives as I gazed into them. It felt she instantly knew who I was. “welcome my son”. The next thing that followed were chains of questions. “make sure you take care of my baby...he is a good boy and he should remain that way”.

“Yes ma” I responded as I curtsied. “I know you love each other so make sure you are always there for one another”. My heart froze. She turned to Ibrahim and spoke what sounded like Hausa. Turning to me, she said good night and left the house.

Once she left, Ibrahim heaved loudly and slumped on the sofa. “I hope she doesn’t know you’re gay”. “What???...HOW???” I was speechless.

“She just told me in Hausa that I should try to bring you to our main house. She said one friend is enough for me.....do you think she’s suspecting me?”

In my mind, I was certain she knew what her son is and loved him unconditionally. “bottom line is that I take care of you and I will do just that” I said to him as I rejoiced in my heart.

We went to the bed room, took our shower, he got me a fresh pair of pyjamas and we settled on the sofa watching Tv. It felt like we were a couple already.

I sat on the sofa while he laid on it. I took one of his legs off the floor and began massaging his big feet while we both watched TV. He just looked at me while I rubbed his feet .

I looked back  at his cute face and smiled as I  ran my hands gently up his hairy thighs and met his throbbing thick dick. “do you know you are handsome?” He said to me. I just laughed and laid on him. Our lips met and the freshness of the fluoride was still on his breath. I don’t know how long we had kissed when he turned his face aside and said I was the first person ever he’s kissed.

I knew for certain all those gist of girls where all a lie. But I didn’t want to push it. I simply told him I felt honoured to be the first. I raised up his shirt and sucked on his nipples , licked his solid chest and went down his tummy.  I loosened his trouser and brought out his cock. It was incredible and heavy. After sucking him for a while, I raised up his legs and went for his asshole.

I ate it with all the passion I had as he moaned and parted his cheeks wider. “let’s go to the bedroom “ he moaned. He stood up, removed his shirt and trousers and waited for me to do same. Once I was naked, he looked at me and walked towards me. Kissing me fully on the mouth , he lifted me up as if I had no weight and carried me up the stairs

He laid me down and I asked him to sit over my face which he did. I continued my feasting  and when it seemed he’s had enough he asked me if I could take him. I pretended to think for a while and told him as long as he’ll be careful. I asked him to get lotion and he did as he was told.

While he was away, I moistened  myself with saliva and worked my hole to prepare it for a real Hausa rod. When he arrived, he held a cocoa butter lotion and gave it to me. He sat on the bed and watched me rub a generous amount on my hole and then I took some and rubbed on his still stiff cock. He positioned himself over me as I raised my legs to guide him into me.

As usual the first few thrust did hurt and then slowly, i got used to my new tenant as he eventually got all of him inside me. He looked at me with amazing wonder. “is it painful?” He asked. I gave him a playful slap and asked him how it felt. “hhhmmmmm...(He mimicked someone  thinking) ...lets say it’s tight...warm...very deep...juicy and.....(now kissing me and talking ).....very sweet.
He thrust deeper Into me and I gasped. He loved what his cock was doing to me. He did it again “ ohhh baby” I gasped. With a menacing smile, he raised himself to a straight line while putting his balance on his toes and hand.

His fucking was very amateur as he kept thrusting without a particular  pace. I felt him deep inside me and even though it hurt, it was worth it. My ass began singing in slurps. I held his solid ass and pulled him towards me as I begged him to damage me. It seemed as if my words was some sort of trigger cos he began grinding into me forcefully and collapsed on top of me. He held me tight and screamed into the pillow beside me. I pulled  his face to me and kissed him. I could feel the creaminess of his cum in my hole. He shivered couple of times and relaxed.

“What just happened to me ?” He whispered. “you felt yourself” I responded as I ran my fingers through his back. He asked me if He could shower and I told him to go on.

The next day we got up early For work . He made us breakfast while I ironed his clothes. As we stepped out , he pulled me and kissed me.

When I got to work, my female colleague began begging me to hook her up with ibrahim . If only she knew...