THE TAXI DRIVER

Some years ago back in Abuja, a white friend of mine was visiting from the states and was needing some big African wood to cement his African dream experience.

I really didn't know anyone who fitted the description  of his ideal man so I started calling friends for referrals.

So,It happened one day i was taking a taxi to work that i got a call from an acquintace who told me our mutual friend informed him of the search.

He knew someone who scored all the points for the ideal candidate but the only problem was he  was straight and because of that, would charge my white friend at least 70k and he (the pimp) will have a commission of 20k.

"da fuck!!!!" Was I hearing correctly ?

I didn't waste any time to put the dude in place.

"How the prick want big reach wey you dey charge 70k?" I fired.

I didn't even let him complete his response and I hung up.

I was fuming as I alighted from the cab when we arrived at my destination. After I’d paid my bills, the driver asked me what time I would close from work  and offered me a discount if he came to pick me up. It wasn't a bad idea so I agreed.

It was in that instant I actually took note of the drivers looks. A very dark and good looking man he was. He asked for my number and I gave it to him.

After the close of work , he came to pick me up and as he drove , he started a conversation. He told me he overheard my conversation that morning and was interested.

He didn't beat around the bush. He said his dick was very big that Infact when he squats to take a shit, it touches the ground. He said even women complain about it. I just sat quietly and listened to him.

He went further to say he's never been with a man as an adult but as a kid, himself and his cousins use to play with each other's dicks. He told me he desperately needed money to pay for the taxi because he drove it on hire. "Big bros even if na 5k I no mind....market never move for me since 2 weeks and I dey owe the oga wey get this motor" he begged.

"So how many inches and width are you ?" I asked bluntly. Even though I sounded indifferent, my pulse was going mad with excitement.

"Boss, honestly I no know..but......e fat like this"- he made a crecent shape with his very large hands and I almost flipped.

"Wait!!!! This Your big  hand cannot go round it?" I asked with eyes wide opened.

"Boss I tell you.  I no go lie" he replied.

"Length nko?" I required.

He stretched his large hand and said- "add another......let me say.......add like that kain 3 or 4  inches join am (Refering to the distance from his thumb to his stretched middle finger)."

"Na lie" I said in disbelief.



"I swear with my papa name Boss, I no go lie you"

I just looked at his hairy strong looking arms and his broad solid chest that was visible through his shirt. I tried to figure if my dickomether reader would give me hints of an XXXL.

"So how will I know you're saying the truth?" I asked; my curiosity taking possession of me.

"Haba Boss, you be man like me nah....no be the same thing we get? Nothing dey dia. I go clear your doubt" he said simply.

We agreed he will show me his tool in his house  when he ends his running around for the day. According to him, knowing where he lived was a step of trust and transparency.

I was home minding my business that night when my phone rang; and it was him.

I got dressed and got into his car.  We first drove to get suya and some drinks (on his expense ) before we drove all the way to his house in suleja.

I hadn’t told him I was gay and besides he was the one in need so i had nothing to fear.

It was a long ride and thankfully it was a Friday so I was less worried about time.

We arrived at his one bed room flat and he went to have his shower while I went through his family album. Shortly afterwards, he came out with his just his towel on. Broad solid chest covered with a lush of rich black hair, strong shoulders and standing at nothing less than 6ft 3, this driver was an ideal catch.

“e never rise” he said as he dropped his towel. Even at rest , his dick was a trophy. Big mushroom head and equally big shaft.

I had to squeeze my boner in-between my thighs as my mouth watered.

“try make am stand” I said. He went for his electronic device at the corner of the sitting room and turned on a porn movie. This guy was as free as anything. While the movie started , he went into the room to  grab a body lotion. Right in front of me he began stroking. And slowly his wood began to grow.

I always thought I was big and had seen it all until that day.

DAMN; WAS HE BIG.

I couldn’t hold myself any longer I let go of my wood and asked he pass the lotion.

Instead of me to take the lotion from his outstretched arm, and get back to my seat, I took the lotion and sat right next to him.

“chairman you carry weapon o” he said as he looked at my dick. “na your own confirm pass” I said as i starred at his member like someone under some hypnosis. He chucked and said – “ abi you still dey doubt?”

“make I touch am....this cannot be real” I said; hoping my sounding like an unbeliever would permit me to touch it. “feel am nah.....100% natural. I no take any drugs” he said trying to convince me he was the real deal.

As I reached for his dick , he let go of his hand. “bloody hell” was all I could say as I held it in my hands. I felt it throb as I gently squeezed it.


SHIT!!!  My palm was almost fully stretched as I gripped it. I had to let go of my dick so as to borrow my left hand to support my right. With both hands I began to massage and stroke. He sank into his sofa and parted his thick thighs. He was feeling the sensation. As i looked at his handsome face, all I wanted to do was kiss him but I just held back.


I told him some people will kill for his dick. He told me he’s been looking for a sugar mummy for years but was unlucky. “I dey hear say man to man fun dey pay well well “ he added.


“before nko!!” I quickly replied. I told him gay sex was so sweet that is why some guys are doing it with themselves and some will rather fuck a chic in the ass rather than the vagina. “I dey see that one too. "You do hear of shemale?" He asked. And i nodded. "Dem no dey naija ba?" - i shook my head.

"I never fuck nyash hole before” he added.

At this point, i had removed my shorts and had got in-between his massive hairy thighs. His big balls hung beautifully and as I touched them, all I was imagining was having it punch the crap out of mine as he fucked me from behind.


I concentrated my stroke game on his cock head with one hand while the other massaged his shaft. He slowly began thrusting into my hands and I leaned over him and took one of his nipples into my mouth. He jerked away. It was pure reflex action. Adding a bit of command in my voice, I said “guy calm down”.  And he did. Indeed  - when a man’s dick is hard, he is as obedient as a circus dog.


I tongued and sucked his nipples so nice and gentle while synchronizing it the rhythm of my stroking. He began to moan and arch his hips forcefully to meet my hand job. He was now fucking my hands lovingly.


I stylishly used my shirt to wipe the lotion off his dick because I was dying to have him in my mouth. As i was about opening my mouth to take his humongous cock, he began to giggle and cover his dick. “o boy rest nah......you don spoil” he started trying to use his elbow to ward me off playfully as he still giggled.



I parted his thighs some more and went for his balls. Taking them in my mouth, I began showing them some good loving. He gasped as i rolled them gently with my tongue. I went down to his ass hole and started to rim him. He began stroking his dick as he raised his thick legs slightly; allowing me get more access go his sealed hole. “Jesus Christ ooooo” he moaned. I took his dick off his hands and stuffed my mouth with it.


He looked really dazed and his ecstasy face was epic. He watched me take him further into my gullet...choking and gasping for air but not giving a damn if I died of suffocation or not.



I got ontop of him. Licking every inch of his solid body my tongue could find. I got to his face, licked his cheeks and then hid mouth. To my amazement, his lips immediately caught mine and we went into a kissing frenzy.

This man kissed me beyond explanation.

As we lip locked, I reached for the lotion and began working on my hole with one hand while I resumed my stroking on his elephant dick with the other. He seemed to be in a trance of pleasure when I mounted him and gently took him into custody of my pleasure chamber.



Indeed It was a challenge of courage to ride such a dick and not fear for your life. He asked me to stand up and when I did, my leg quaked and gave way almost making me collapsing if not for his strong hands that caught me.


“na muscle pull?”  He asked with concern.


Muscle pull indeed. I have been in the labour room taking inn a baby. I cursed in my head .


“which kain muscle pull?....o boy dis your prick na fire” I panted. In response


Body glistering With sweat; his broad hairy chest rising and falling as he heaved; his mammoth dick nodding With vigour was a once in a lifetime experience to see. 

With a big grin , he said “dis small tin na him you dey call fire? Na him be say you still never confirm”



His big grin slowly began to fade as he looked down at his dick. With his index finger he raised his dick; turning it from side to side as he inspected it.



“wetin?” I asked him. My heart beating as I hoped my bowel hadn't betrayed my douching.


“omoh the tin still  clean o” he said.


Swelling with pride, I boasted on how I pay attention to my hygiene.

“e no make sense nah....” He sounded with a hint of disappointment.


“na nyash I fuck. No be toto”


“meaning?” .....i asked. Now very confused.


“boss, see ehhh....no matter how nyash want fine or sweet reach, shit go still dey inside. If you dey fuck nyash you suppose get confirmation say na nyash you fuck. You dey feel me?” He tried to explain himself.


“so you want make I shit full your dick?” I asked irritably.


“No ooh.....ahhhh!!...no be that one. At least make small Sign  show say na nyash. Oya reason sey you go restaurant wey one plate of food na 4k. How you want take prove say you don chop dia if dem ask You?” He added.



I just starred at him like a cow. Honestly I didn’t know what to say to him.



“sebi you understand be?” He asked.



“oya nah fuck the shit comot make i rest”  I said as I threw  decency out the window.



His grin returned as he gladly said – “baaaaaadest guy”


I starred at his slumped semi  hard penis. MY LORD!!!! It looked unbelievable. I could swear it looked bigger when it was nearly flacid than fully erect.



“e don dey fall” he said as he took his big dick in his hand; tugging it to revive it.


“abeg open your hole make e ginger me. If I see am e go quick rise”. His eyes held a desperate plea like he was afraid I might refuse.


I don't know why but in that instance I felt sorry for him.  I just sunk into the sofa and threw my legs back exposing my already gapped red hole. “omoh see hole” he moaned. He gazed with raw as he rubbed it while hissing in-between his teeth.




He inserted one of his fat finger into me and after some slow working, he made it two. His eyes were fixed on his duty  for a while and then slowly, his gaze travelled from my hole to my dick, my tummy, my nipples , my neck and then our eyes locked. He looked at me  and grinned with happiness as he shook his head as if he was yet to believe what he was experiencing.





Before my very eyes,his cock grew to full turgidness in a matter of seconds with each nod. All the network of  veins on his prick were visible now and looked  very angry. I reached my hands for his penis and weighed it with my hands. “So this penis is what I want to give onyibo?” i thought to myself.



He came over me and let himself into me once more. Filling up every nook and cranny of my hole, he waited few seconds and then  began to slam me. I relaxed while taking deep breaths as to allow the pain flow easily all through my body. I held him close to me as he fucked me.



After a while he stopped and said - “make we do sideways style so I fit release” . He withdrew his dick and motioned me to my side. I had my face and body front  pressed to the back rest of the sofa while my left leg rested on the head rest of the ripped cheap leather. I felt the warmth of his body on my back and then a slow penetration followed together with a loving embrace

“I will fuck the shit out babyyyyyyy....yesssssoooohhhhh...ahhhhh.....i will fuck out your shit from your sweet nyash” he repeatedly moaned into my ears as he stabbed the smoke out of my walls.



At some point, the pain subsided and all I could feel was the sensational frictions of his cock on my walls. He began to thrust at intervals (after rotating his hips clockwise and anti-clock wise). He was really captivated cos I was really oozing out some creamy ass juice ( which usually happens after lots of friction). He began squeezing me so tight that I literally started suffocating. He pressed his hips so hard into me with all his might that his muscles began to tremble. For about a minute he held that position....and then he began to muffle sounds as he deposited his spunk in my warm cunt.



He couldn’t go any deeper no matter how hard he tried to press his pulsating cock into my ass. With a popping sound , he withdrew his pole from my hole and This time we both inspected it. And there it was...right under at the corner of the fat knob. The proof.



“that is what am talking about” he bragged as he starred at it with satisfaction. He looked at me and smiled. Gently turning me again, he went back inside. Did few thrusts and withdrew himself. 


He went to shower and after he did, I went inn. I was so tired and so was he. We slept off in each other’s arms.


The next morning we chatted and I contacted the white man. But my taxi driver kept saying that it was me he wanted. I didn’t want it to look as if I was lying about the runs so I insisted.


My white friend invited us to ceede plaza in Abuja that same day and on getting there, he was in the company of 2 guys. One I couldn’t recognise and the other, the dude who I told off the previous day that demanded for nothing less than 70k for the guy he was pimping.




Both guys were so annoying. Trying to speak phonetic and was all over the white man. The stupid white man began behaving a bit hostile towards myself and my taxi friend to the point that my taxi friend demanded we leave immediately ( right in front of them).

I later got to find out he (my white friend) had other people who he had asked to get him a fuck buddy. Little did he know no one of his guys was half of my friend .





Few days later, I called my friend and handed him 20k to settle his boss. At first he refused and joked about if I have seen a anyone pay someone for wrecking his car. Eventually I was able to persuade him and he took only 10k. He said it was all he needed and he thanked me after assuring to pay back.

He insisted it was a debt.



But something bad happened. He travelled to his home town and in that period, I moved out from my residence and also had a job to do in Lagos. I hanged out one night and he called me (midnight call ). He was back to Abuja and wasn’t happy I was away. He told me he came to my old house but met it empty.


I assured him when I come back, I will take him to my new place. When he started  telling me how he missed my ass and wanted to hear how i felt while he fucked me, I was forced to walk away from people around the club to a safe spot. But little did i know that Lagos was a den of hoodlums and robbers.



Under a well lit street light night , a group of boys robbed my phone and was about taking off my shoes as well when a police man shouted STOP!!!! Which made Them all flee In different directions. The police man instructed me to go back to the club and not wander the streets cos it was dangerous.

That period I was so broke and had no hope of money to buy a new phone until my business in Lagos was over. I was phoneless for a little over a month and when I restored my line, I prayed my taxi driver would call back. But he never did.


I had been to his house on suleja just once (with him) and since it was at night I visited, it’s impossible to trace him. Also his house really didn’t have a number. Just rows of mini flats hidden in a street corner.


His name is actually Francis and his from Edo state. He’s very dark and in-between muscular and chubby. He also has a light voice and seems to always joke alot. I hope by a miracle he happens to see this or has met someone who knows him and reads this.

ONE ANSWERED PRAYER

Coming from a religious stricken family was one of the biggest punishment life dealt me with.

I have always been a rational thinking man with a rather “ too strong mind” of his own. This greatly upset my parents who believed everything was by force and must be done without questions –(especially  when it came to things of their religious denomination doctrines). As long as they were concerned, all other Christian denominations outside theirs where destined for everlasting judgement in the most gruesome section of hell.

I was/Am the black sheep of the family because I am/was rebellious when it came to certain brain washing ideas. I don't go to church if i don't feel like it and I don’t “come and greet” any visiting relative we all knew was a fucking bad blood. I had no Patience for nonsense and this got me in serious trouble with everyone especially my parents.

Nothing I did was good enough for them. Rather than commending any positive work I do, they will find something wrong... even if it means recalling past deeds I'd done in the previous century.

I got an admission into a higher institution that was far away from the state which my parent lived because All I wanted was my peace and sanity. But guess what ? My parents refused. They both insisted that i must school in the same state and leave from home to university  or forget education. After much pleading and debate, they resolved to the option of my allowance being under the custody of an aunt I despised with all my heart who resided at the neighbouring state of the school I was getting into. My parents said if I was given my allowance I will either use it to join cult or chase girls and eventually get one pregnant.

Cut long story short, they finally won. I took their offer.

My university days were hell. Before my aunt released “my money” she made sure I did all her chores and followed her to church before I could touch it...( that is after I have travelled almost 3 hours to her state).  She also served as the minister of information to my parents.

I had managed to make it to  my final year eventually and began writing my project. As usual , money came into high demands from lecturers and other necessities. Getting money out of my parents was tough but eventually they released it to my aunt's custody.

I made a trip to my aunt's house and  Did all my  chores which included washing her car, rug, entire rooms and toilets , garage , clothes and windows.

By the time I was done, I was extremely knackered And starving. But because I was in a hurry to meet up a study group at school the next day and didn’t want to spend another minute under her roof, I told her I was leaving back to school immediately and requested for my money.

After ignoring me for almost 5 minutes and making me stand like an idiot while she stuffed her fat face with food she hardly shared, she finally replied- “There is a night vigil tonight in church”.

“I don’t care about your church. I want to go back to school” I replied without thinking.

She looked at me as if she was about to explode.

“Have you lost your mind????”  She barked at me.

Taking a deep breath and forcing myself to calm down, I gently explained I had a study group and also had my project which needed my attention. Her next question almost made me faint.

“how am I sure you’re saying the truth about your project? Give me your H.O.D’s phone number let me find out myself”

I shook with rage.

Noticing i was visibly angry, she started yelling -  “slap me ohhhhhh.....i say slap me”   She managed to drag her fat self out of the sofa and began chest humping into me. I pushed her away from me and she landed on the sofa. She forcefully rolled herself on the floor and began screaming “he’s beating me oooooohhhh”

I just walked away. I felt tears stab my eyes as i took a long walk. I hated my parents with a passion that day. How they could subject me to such torture beat my imagination.

After my mind had cleared and my anger subsided, I turned back and made my way to my aunt's house. My dad had began calling me but I ignored his call. My mum’s call came inn and I still ignored. Then the text messages began to pour inn. I didn’t bother to read them. I knew my parents too well. They will take my aunts side.

As i tried to delete their messages to avoid me reading them,  I couldn’t help but notice words like “hell fire” and “disgrace” in their content. I was beyond disappointed.

I blocked both their numbers to stop further heart ache. When I got to my aunt’s house, I realised her car wasn’t there anymore and my bag was outside.

I sank to the floor. My stomach hurting from hunger and my head heavy with worry. I didn’t know what to do or where to go cos I had not a single dime on me.

As i sat deep in my thoughts , the heavy dark clouds began to rumble angrily. It was going to rain anytime soon. I was beyond hopeless and for the first time in my adult life, I was forced to pray to God for help. No sooner had I said “amen” I heard my name. Looking up, it was a guy who lived in my aunt’s neighbourhood. His name was Ebenezer. Even though he was the last person I’d rather not see, I was delighted.

I knew Ebenezer is gay because from the first day he saw me, he couldn't hide his lust. Because he didn’t know how to go straight to the point, he kept beating around the Bush by complementing my looks and muscled body. He also, began  telling me how I need someone to take care of me.... blah blah blah. I never liked him because he was bleached, fat and looked untidy. If he couldn’t take care of himself , taking care of me was impossible.

Moreover I considered myself a heterosexual man and even though I didn’t pay chicks no attention , I neither had thought or fantasized about being with a dude. Never occurred to me to me at the time.

He was driving and asked me to get in. I didn’t hesitate. Few seconds as I got into his car, the heavens gave way to a heavy down pour. When He asked me why I was outside and  didn’t Tell him I was around, I lied by telling him I was just coming from school but was just informed that my aunt had travelled. so I was stranded. The pervert seemed happy about it. “you can stay in my place until she comes back” he suggested. He rested his hands on my thighs and said “don’t worry...she will soon come back....i will take care of you.”

I felt like punching his bleached face but I couldn't because unknown to him, i was at his mercy and my situation was a pathetic one. He drove us to a very fancy looking hotel and we made our way to a suit. I knew there was no way he could afford such luxury so I guessed he came to visit someone.

We were made welcome by a very attractive looking man who seemed to be in his late 40s or early 50s. He was ageing with class and seemed to be doing well for himself. Though he was chubby, it looked perfect on him. From the way he looked at me I knew he too was gay.

He introduced himself as Dele and we began taking. It turned out he is also an engineer;  and not only that, he was in the exact field as the course I was studying. I told him about my project and he began giving me insights to my course. Insights that the Nigerian educational standard will never achieve. He was a genius and i was so intrigued.

Ebenezer became so jealous and began to disgrace himself. He started to gesticulate like a market woman while referring to me as “my bobo” and Dele,  “husband snatcher”.  Though I was beyond irritated, i had to keep calm. Dele was about ordering us food from the room service but Ebenezer refused by insinuating he was wooing me with food.

Dele just laughed and seemed amused by Ebenezer’s behaviour. He didn't take any offence. He kept saying “sorry ma”. While we spoke, Ebenezer eventually went to use the toilet and immediately he left,  We both   ( myself and Dele)  Simultaneously shook our head.

I knew Dele liked me but respected his friend.

“so how long have you been together ?”

He asked me.

I told him I barely knew Ebenezer and we weren’t dating. He said he Himself and Ebenezer have been childhood friends so anytime he was in town , they always caught up. He told me he think Ebenezer was into me and I shouldn’t blame him judging that anyone would fall for me because I was an attractive guy.

I just smiled.

As Dele was about giving me his complimentary card , the bleached witch busted out from the toilet and snatched it away from his hand before I could reach for it. My jaw dropped in shock.

“oya make we dey go” he said with a commanding tone . Turning to Dele, with hands akimbo, he began gyrating his hips like a typical mama -  “old woman...you no go leave my bobo? You want make i pour you acid?” we all laughed so hard at his drama. But he was serious. He wanted us to leave.

As we left the hotel, i began to panic. The thought of doing stuff with Ebenezer irked me to high heavens. I couldn’t risk it. I knew Dele wanted me but at least he was decent , focused and seemed to be the one with the money. I had to choose between the lesser evil.

As we drove, I thought of a plan. I used my MTN number and dialled my Etisalat line. Thank God Ebenezer was dumb enough not to notice. When my second line began to ring, I answered and pretended to be in a conversation with my aunt. After I hanged up, I told Ebenezer to stop the car. He looked mortified. “why?” he asked. I lied and told him my aunt was back and wanted me to meet her in church.

He looked disappointed but I asked for his number and told him I will call him once I was chanced. I managed to wink at him as I got off his car and he swooned. Once he drove off, I turned around and headed back to the Dele's hotel.

I knew his room number so I didn’t bother to ask the receptionist. I got on the elevator and headed straight to his room. I knocked couple of times before a response came. When he opened the door , his eyes went wide with surprise. Dele looked behind me expecting to see Ebenezer. But I was alone.

“please come in” he beckoned. “why did you come back ?” He asked looking worried. And then i unburdened my heart. I told him “everything”. From family, to my education , to my aunt and then Ebenezer. Dele just sat quietly and listened to all I had to say.

“You must be exhausted. Do you want to eat something heavy?” He asked and I nodded. He ordered 2 plates of pounded yam, affang soup with chicken and 3 big stout. After the meal (which he shared with me), he suggested i take my bath assuring me all will be well and that we would continue our discussion the following day.

After I showered ,  he sent my clothes to the hotel laundry and offered me a bathrobe. I took off the towel and wore the bathrobe in front of him. In the brief moment I was naked , I knew he was consuming the sight of me. He literally was trembling but caught himself as he adjusted his glasses and turned away.

I knew my hard work in the gym was very evident on my body and my dick was very sizable. Anytime I went swimming I always get stares and comments on my dick and body. My dick was both a shower and grower. At rest it looks thick and long but at rise, it doubles (or nearly tripple ) in size and stands in full attention.

Like I mentioned earlier, am not really into women and sex as a whole. I am among the few that believes sex is over exaggerated. Infact, i can count How Many times  I have had sex with the finger on one hand and I wouldn't even need to use all fingers.

Dressed in the bathrobe and feeling heavy from the food, I immediately passed out as I got into bed. When I woke Up, I was alone in the room and There was a note on the bed with the sum of 60 thousand naira. It was from Dele
He apologised; stating that He had an emergency that needed his immediate  attention.  He asked me to comeback so we could finish our discussion.

I felt I was dreaming. This was beyond a miracle. I also noticed his belongings where still in the room. “did he trust me (a total stranger ) enough to leave his personal items in the room?” I thought to myself.

As i showered and made my way back to school, my phone rang. The name “new brother” appeared on my screen. I knew it had to be Dele. I couldn’t help but smile.

“are you angry ?” He asked.

“angry for what sir?” I replied.

‘I saved my number on your phone without your permission” he said.

‘You saved my Life without any permission” I replied.

We talked all through my journey as I headed back to school. We had no particular topic....we just wanted each other's company and it felt like fun. As we spoke, he told me he had a confession to make but won’t tell me until I agreed to forgive him.

I didn’t know what this crime that needed forgiveness was but all the same, I agreed to forgive him.

“I didn’t take just your number...i took something else”.

“And what did you take?” I asked curiously.

“let me send it to you through WhatsApp” he replied and hung up.

I was just settling down in the hostel when my WhatsApp message beeped. I opened the message and lo and behold it was a photo of me sleeping.

For the first few seconds it didn’t occur to me I was the one in the photo. I was lying sprawled on the bed. My body looking well defined as the bathrobe laid on me artistically revealing most of my naked body.

But What caught my attention immediately was a big dick peeping out from the bathrobe. The dick looked Photo shopped because it was unrealistically huge. 

“is that real?” Dele asked; Referring to the dick.

“I thought you photo shopped it?” I replied and We both laughed. He said I was too perfect and now understood why Ebenezer was all over me. I told him Ebenezer had never seen my nakedness but he didn’t believe  me.

The following weekend, Dele came to pick me from school and we drove to the hotel. On our way, he began telling me his story. Just like me, he had overbearing parents . They'd found out he was gay and used that to  torment his life. He was withdrawn from school in America, sent to Nigeria and  was threatened to be taken off his father’s will if he didn’t “change his ways”. They literally starved him and refused him from using kitchen utensils until he repented. Eventually, he had no choice but to succumb under torture. He married the wife his grand mother brought for him and was finally  in their good books. He went  back to school, graduated, became very successful and started his own engineering  company.

He said his wife was very understanding because she knew the marriage wasn’t “real”. He paid her off  and dissolved the marriage. He had a daughter who lived in Australia and she was a stunning beauty. She knew about his sexuality and on several occasions have tried hooking him up with several men.

“You have to be independent and successful...that is the only way you can earn your respect and live your authentic life without being questioned. I won’t let anyone put you through what I went through.....you need to be determined to excel and I will do my best to ensure your light shines. ” he said.

I don’t know if it was love or likeness but I felt something very deep for this man...and this special feeling was something completely new to me. In my heart i already knew that whatever he required from me ; I will surely do.

When we got to the hotel, we ate and I accompanied him to a board meeting. Apparently, there was a project his company was involved inn thus; his stay in the hotel and state.

I met alot of important people in the Nigerian engineering sector and everyone thought I was either his Secretary or apprentice.

As time went on, I became his number one fan. He will take photos and record videos of me whenever we were together or whenever i worked out or was just sitting watching TV or  doing nothing. Sometimes when we were apart, I will suprise him with photos of myself in school or when my muscles are pronounced after a rigorous exercise. Whenever I do that, he will say “You are just a murderer”. 

Our friendship became so solid that Dele began entrusting very sensitive materials in my care such as office documents and very huge sums of money. Even though we had no problems, I began to get worried because Dele never made any move on me sexually. Not even once. Even though I was straight , I knew that I owed him a sort of reciprocation that must fall in line to his happiness; so I began to prepare just incase he wanted me. I began doing researches about same-sex practices. From my study I discovered (to my advantage) , Dele was on the receiving side (because he never seemed to be interested in my back(ass) ). But once in a while I will imagine he would like to fuck me and then I will attempt to put a finger in my ass and imagine it was a dick.

One day We were on our way back to his hotel and he let me drive because he was too tired. As we were discussing about random stuff, I asked him why he hadn't asked for sex. I was that blunt. He simply said – “I respect you and I don’t want you to do what you don’t want to do”.

Hearing him say that made me have a whole new respect for him. I told him am not a selfish man and don’t believe in taking and not giving back. “don’t worry.....don't force yourself because of simple act of kindness”. He said quietly.

I gave his words a second thought and realised I couldn't accept it. “Was he trying to get into my head so that he could convince me I didn't have to make him happy in return ?.....or was he taking me as a brother because he was romantically involved with someone else ?” i thought to myself. There was only one way to find out and that was to ask him.

“are you in a sexual relationship with anyone currently ?” I asked him.
He looked perplexed At my bluntness. Obviously he didn’t see my question forthcoming but all the same he answered. He told me that he was the sort who only has sex when in a committed relationship and that at the moment , he wasn’t seeing anybody.

“do you want me to be your lover?” I asked him honestly. He wanted to start preaching his sermon again but I cut him short and repeated myself. I hated talking to him like he was a child but sometimes you have to sound a certain way to get your point across.

“that will be too much of a miracle”. He said.

“is that a yes ?” I asked.

“yes” he said; as he looked out the window.

I reached for one of his hands and held it. It felt so smooth and tender. “I know you have always wanted to do this” I said.

“do what?” He asked.

Taking his hands and placing it on my crotch , I said ; “this”.

His eyes Doubled in size through the lens of his glasses as he looked shocked. He looked like a cartoon character and it made me laugh. I wasn’t hard but all the same it was a good thing he had it in his hands.

I parked the car by the way side, unbuckled my belts and brought out my dick from my trousers. Dele seemed to still be afraid because he withdrew his hand.  So, I took back his hands and placed it back on my now bare cock. His palms were so soft that i felt my dick react. I got the car back to the road and began driving. Dele kept gasping “oh my God” as he stroked my now rising dick.

“go ahead and blow me” I said as I moved the seat backwards giving him room.

He looked at me like I was crazy. “you are driving...please don’t kill us” he begged.

“if I kill you that means i have literally taken you to heaven” I joked. At the same time, I used my hand to gently guide his head down on me.

As the warmness of his mouth embraced my dick, I felt so amazed. The truth was that he was my first blow job. No girl has ever sucked me and this was because I didn’t bother to be curious about it.

He kept sucking me in a manner that i was forced to pull the car to the side of the road again. I couldn’t believe what his mouth was doing to me. I gripped the stirring so hard and moaned like a fool. The sound of him choking as he slurpped on my wood was beyond marvellous. How he took all of me into his mouth beat my imagination. I don't know how long he was sucking me but I began to feel my cum rush frantically to my dick hole.

I screamed..i moaned...i shivered...i gasped....i did everything I could to absorb the shock of the sensation but nothing worked. So i gave up struggling and surrendered to Dele’s skilled mouth. I shot loads and loads of thick pap into his mouth. As he kept sucking, it sent tingling  electric shocks through my veins to my brain. I literally had to beg him to stop which thankfully he eventually did. “Wow!!!!” was all I could say. 

As i looked at Dele, he was so shy but had a look of “how was it?” on his face. He looked so cute and innocent. Who would have guessed this reputable man could have such blow job skills was pure wonder.

I kicked the engine and We drove to the hotel. When we got to the room,  Dele wanted to have his bath and I insisted on showering together. When he undressed , he was fully erect. His dick was thick short and curved. We both stepped under the faucet of the shower and then, I looked down at his wood and took it in my hands. Felt warm. Taking a deep breath, I squatted and took him in my mouth. I didn’t feel weird about it because I had done it a thousand times in my head. I knew for certain my skills where nothing compared to his but nevertheless I did my utmost best. He stopped me from continuing and told me he didn’t want to cum yet.

Standing back up, I whispered “I want to fuck you”. He smiled and said – “ it’s been a while...you have to take it easy with that monster”. I agreed. He steeped closer to me and my heart skipped. He was about kissing me. I have never really Been the kissing type even with girls but I knew with Dele I was willing to try.

His lips met mine and then I parted my lips to grant his tongue access into my mouth. We kissed. His lips just like his body , was so tender and soft. I held him close and truly kissed him from my heart. Few moments into our kissing,  he asked me to excuse him so he could “Do the ladies stuff”. I really wanted to see him and witness the whole experience of how douching is done. But he insisted so I left.

While he was at it, I went through some gay porn I had downloaded  to refresh my memory. Since I started watching gay porn, I still couldn’t get turned on by watching two dudes go at it. Maybe because i was watching it for study not for pleasure.

Dele came out of the bathroom and just looked at me. I knew He loved me ...there was no question about it. I saw it clearly in his eyes. I beckoned him to join me in bed. The warmth of his soft body felt so good. We began kissing slowly...then rough and deeper with each passing moment.

I reached for his big bum-bum and what I touched fascinated me. His bum cheeks where as soft as freshly baked bread. I grabbed two hand full and squeezed them very hard as I slapped them. He went down on my dick again and this time I had the privilege to watch him Do it. I watched him perform wonders with his magic mouth. He was an excellent sucker and I was enjoying myself.  But I stopped him because I knew I would cum if he kept on deep throating me. I had to reserve my second cum for his ass hole.

“turn around” I said; and he did.

I got behind him and parted big soft ass cakes to reveal his smooth hole. It was neat and smelt freshly good. If this was my first anal and gay sex experience , I had to make every second count. Once again I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes. My mind was already made up long ago and there was no going back. I was going to do this. I started with normal pecks that gradually grew into very wet kisses all around his soft cheeks. When my tongue eventually made contact with his ass hole, it immediately contrasted violently  as if to run away from my tongue  invasion. But it wasn’t fast enough. In the instance it withdrew,  I went for it with full force.

I consumed his ass hole with my mouth as I chewed, sucked and licked it. I could hear Dele moan my name and that boosted my motivation incredibly. As i rimmed his love hole I could feel it loosen in my mouth. Noticing the tip of my tongue could now comfortably go inn,  I began pushing harder with the aim of letting as much tongue as i could into his ass hole.

My dick was extremely hard and one problem I have is that my precum comes like an ejaculation when am thoroughly erect. I have seeked medical advice and was told it was perfectly normal.  I took some precum from my dick and lubricated his ass hole and my long fat dick as well. There was more than enough precum for two.

I also noticed he too was oozing some precum juice from his dick so I bent his dick backwards and took some for more lubrication before sucking him briefly from behind while my nose pressed on his super wet ass hole....giving me the privilege to sniff it.

I fingered his ass hole and it was loose enough for my pole. Spitting on my hands to increase the wetness on my precum soiled dick , I climbed ontop of Dele and began sinking into his hole.

He struggled a bit but I held him down. I wasn’t fully inside him cos he was still tight. So I opened his ass hole, licked it with a lot of saliva and then I hacked a bit and spat mucous into his ass hole. Yes; it may seem grouse but from research , it is a good lubricant aid. I laid again on him and this time, my dick just went ‘tulup!!!!’ inside him. Goodness!!!!! His ass hole was too sweet. He began to moan and grunt into the pillow so I asked him if I should stop. To my relief he said “don’t you dare”.

Slowly, I began thrusting into him. From time to time I will arch my body up  so I could watch my long and thick dick go inside and out. How a dick could enter  inside a man is an experience I will recommend for any curious straight man.

I began building momentum as I fucked him. The more I fucked him, the more moist his hole seemed to get. At a point it became extremely creamy. Maybe it was my excessive  precum or his ass extracting juice that was making it so moist. The wetness caused his ass to start  making slurpy noises as I fucked it. The texture of his skin was so silky smooth and soft that i kept running my hands all over as I licked and squeezed.

His moans and mine together with The noisy wetness of our love making was pure wonder. I didn’t know how long I lasted before I began to feel very strong waves of passion flooding my senses and nerves. With a powerful thrust I shot out all my sperm into his ass hole. My dick seemed to be in another planet with the level of creaminess it was engulfed inn. I have never felt anything so splendid in all my 27 years of living. I felt his ass hole pulsate gently on my soaked cock as I laid helpless on his body. I was beyond exhausted.

When I managed to get off him, I noticed That the bed sheet was wet. Dele told me he’d cum twice while I was at it. We cuddled , we kissed and We talked. When Dele questioned my skill, I told him I had been doing some serious researching. I showed him my Google browsing history and he just kept laughing.

I eventually graduated, served and began working in Dele’s company all without a single naira from my parents. I began travelling round the world with him,  I met his daughter ( who was adorable and  was the perfect daughter any father will pray for) and her fiance as well. She asked me to take care of her father and I promised I will.

Even though I have made alot of money for myself to become independent , I choose to still stay with Dele. I barely have contact with my parents. But I speak and support my siblings who I know have shown my parents my photos on Facebook in places they never thought I would go to.

Am glad I made that prayer after my aunt chucked me out on that faithful day.

Like patience Jonathan will say .."diaris God oooooo"

JULIUS BEGGER

I had a lot of difficulty with my education because my father’s job kept transferring him from one place to another and that made me repeat classes a lot.

I enrolled into a new school and turned out to be one of the oldest male in the school (there were three of us who were of the same age range). But among us three, i looked the oldest because I matured pretty fast. Thanks to genes. Even at over 6 feet, I already had loads of facial and chest hair and was fully developed. I neither hanged around my class mates nor made friends. Not Because i was older or a snub but because I was an introvert and a man of few words.

In my hostel, there was a guy called Julius whom we nick named “Julius Begger”. This was because Julius Begged alot. He always seemed to be In one lack or another. Another thing about Julius was that he was a mischief. He was fond of always cracking dirty sexual jokes ( most of them on homosexuality ) and I detested that. He was also fond of touching guys on their private part and running away.

Julius was smallish In stature, quite good looking And very bright. He was the library prefect and had quite a good grasp of knowledge. Julius was also fond of Nick naming people and I wasn’t spared. He called me “papa gorilla” (cos of my huge hairy stature) and it stuck like glue.

One evening, i had just taken my bath in the hostel and was at my locker trying to moisturize my body when Julius came with a cup begging for milk. He was butt naked (another norm In same-sex dormitory).  He joked about offering anyone who gave him milk a blow job and everyone laughed.

“papa gorilla you sef shake body small nah...don't be stingy “ he said to me.

As I told him to put some clothes on, Julius, with the speed of a cat, grabbed my dick and bolted for the door.

“ JESU OOOOO!!!!”
he screamed.

“Papa gorilla prick na king Kong.....my God!!!! Which kain prick you get? And the tin never stand” . He looked genuinely surprised at my dick.

True; My dick is way above your regular “big dick”  And even at that age, it had fully developed like the rest of my body.

At the time, the only girl I have attempted to fuck was my pastors daughter but she had severe difficulty taking me and always complained about pains.

“the Kain style wey go fit Papa gorilla prick na monkey style o” he said mockingly.

I was so embarrassed.

“which one be monkey style again?”

a hostel mate asked Julius.

“show us...make we see the style”

another person asked.

Julius being his usual self, didn’t hesitate. He dropped his cup, laid on the hostel floor, swung his legs with such easy flexibility that his both feet locked behind his head. He now parted his ass with both hands revealing the redness of his man hole.

“papa gorilla....papa gorilla....ahhhhhssshhhh....oohh.....aaahhh fuck me” he moaned as he mimicked getting ass fucked.

“bone to bone (a slang for homosexuality) “ the whole hostel jeered at him.

The fact was that nobody took Julius serious. He was just doing his usual rubbish and that was good entertainment.

But something really strange occurred.

As i watched him take that position and saw his hole, my dick swelled with automatic vengeance. I immediately turned around and pressed my dick so hard on my locker so that nobody would notice. I forced myself to remove the picture of his hole from my mind but it was impossible.

I took another look at him and even though he had stood up, he had a sort of look in his eyes that made me feel he knew I was turned on.

I began breathing so heavy as I crushed my dick on my locker while pretending to be going through my bag. I must have been pressing my dick so hard because suddenly, i felt hot cum ooze out from my swollen prick and wetting my thighs. If not for my big towel I wonder what my hostel mates would say if they saw sperm dropping on the floor.

“papa gorilla abeg nah” Julius was now literally behind me. I just stuck my hand into my bag and gave him my whole tin of powered milk.

“everything????” He asked

“yes. Just take it and go” I said rudely trying to  dismiss him. My towel was soaked up with cum and the last thing i wanted was to be caught.

“igweeeeee!!!!” he hailed as he prostrated before me. “no mind these stingy people” he said; Refering to other hostel guys . “no worry I go give you nyash fuck” he said as he looked into my eyes and smiled. My dick began swelling madly again and I quickly turned to do my poor acting with my bag.

Since that day, I don’t know if I was stalking Julius or he was stalking me because we seemed to be in the same place at the same time even during school hours. We never said a word to each other. Just eye contact.

One night, there was a heavy down pour and the whole hostel was in darkness due to the power outage. Students (myself inclusive) where fetching rain water pouring from the roof in their buckets.

There was a bright flash of lightening and in that instant, I caught Julius standing at the other end of the patio area looking at me. My heart skipped. The hostel as well as the patio area was very noisy from students which appeared like shadows in the cold night  arguing and singing under the deafening roar of the rain. I could see the shadow of Julius go into the hostel through the entrance close to him and shortly after he appeared.

Julius didn’t look at me. He simply walked into the rain and seemed to slowly vanish into the heavy down pour. Call it instinct or reflex actions but I knew I had to follow him.   As i stepped into the cold rain, my eyes never left the shadow that was wandering further into the cold wet night.

My head screamed “go back” but I knew for certain there was no going back. My feet now had a mind of their own and with each step I took, the noise from the hostel seemed to fade. The rain drops felt like sharp needles on my skin as the heavens flashed with blinding lightening and raged with  thunder. My feet weren’t the only thing in my body that had a mind of their own...my dick was now fully erect (no thanks to the image of his man cunt that was still tattooed in my head) and was so charged that i was forced to grip it to stop it from ripping itself out of my body and running ahead of me.

As i walked, all there was ; was the rhythm of my slippers on the wet mud, the thumping of my heart in my chest and the rain.

When i saw the shadow make a turn and suddenly disappeared into a corner, it dawned on me where I was. I  was standing in front of the school library which was almost a 12 minutes walk from the hostel. It felt like i teleported or did some vanishing trick to get to my location because I could swear there was no way I could cover such distance in what felt like seconds.

Soaked to my bones with a dick of steel , I stepped into the dark library like a predator ready to sniff out its prey. There was a bright flash of lightening once again from the sky god and the whole library was lit with blinding white yellow light. Immediately, I saw him. Leaning on a desk on few meters away from me.

I turned around, bolted the door and made my way towards him. When I got to where he was, i just stood. Feet frozen to the floor with a stiff cock already nodding in my shorts. In the darkness I could make out his innocent smile. Even though the whole library echoed with the rain which was falling on its zinc roof, it felt like my heart beat was the loudest.

“what’s up?” Julius asked me with a smile. I didn’t reply him. His cold hands began caressing my broad hairy chest through my wet singlet and met my nipples. Slowly, he put his hands under my singlet and felt my bare body. As he feather touched my body, it made me tickle but I stifled my giggle because i was petrified.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?????” My head screamed at me again. "TELL HIM TO STOP!!!"

Julius drew close to me and seemed to stand on his toes as he made an effort to kiss me. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and brought my hands round his tender body. I let it hang loosely because was a scared. But after a while, i then I thought to myself.....”fuck fear”. After all this what what I wanted. This was why I followed him.

I kissed him back. Sucked and licked his mouth desperately. I held him tight in a good squeeze and lifted him to sit on the desk he was leaning on. His mouth found my nipples and my head swam with pleasure. Taking each of my nipples one after the other, his tongue pleased me in ways I couldn’t imagine.

He gently drew my head down to his nipples and I surrendered all my mouth had to offer. I sucked , licked and chewed his nipples. He grabbed my hair and moaned. I took off his shorts and went for his dick. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked them the best way I could and then , he raised his legs in a manner I was face to face with his ass hole.

There was a flash of lightening. Even the heavens wanted to take a snap shot of that wonderful hole. I didn't wait to  think. I just went for his ass hole. I sucked it like my survival in life was inside his hole.

“finger me papa gorilla” he moaned. He didn’t need to ask twice. I licked my finger and went for it. I stuck my big fingers into his tight hole as Our lips met once again.

This time, kissing more deeper than ever.

As i finger fucked him, he held my wrist and removed my hand from his hole. He brought my finger to his mouth and sucked on them and then led it back to his hole once more.

I was so astonished. My dick went wild with madness.

I have never seen such freakiness before.

I immediately followed suit. I stuck my finger into his hole and made sure I pushed it so deep. I brought it out and tasted my finger.

It was a bit sour but I didn't mind.  I went for it again. This time I used two fingers. Julius arched his back in pain but with one hand I held the small of his back to keep him in place. I withdrew and sucked my two large fingers hungrily.

I continued kissing him as I finger fucked him  when I perceived the smell of baby oil. I felt his hands on my over size prick rubbing it up with baby oil. He began letting me into his space but I was impatient. I positioned myself and took the lead by thrusting into him. He screamed and wanted to push me away but it was too late. I gripped his waist and was determined accomplished my mission. The whole of my super thick  10 inches was now almost inside him.

I have never felt anything so tremendous as the loving warm embrace of his ass hole on my dick. He screamed so loud but the heavy down pour on the roof drowned his scream. He tried pulling me away from him but I couldn’t let him. I began begging him and kissing him to calm him down. Thankfully, he relaxed and allowed me continue.

The more I fucked him, the more it seemed his ass hole was getting wet cos it felt so moist and sweet. I pushed my dick deeper until it was completely lost in his honey pot. I felt I could faint from this heavenly sweetness. “fuck me.....fuck me please...oh fuck me” he begged me.

Hearing him beg for my dick fired up my bones. I began to hammer and batter his hole as if I was fulfilling a special destiny and from his moans, I knew he was loving it.

Julius dick was pressed in-between  our stomach and as we fucked, the friction of our stomach seemed to give him pleasure. Julius began to moan really loud and then I felt a lot of wetness on my stomach as his ass muscles squeezed my cock so hard. I couldn’t control my thrust and before I knew what was happening , I felt my sperm escaping like a river into his hole. It felt so incredibly creamy and sweet that i just held him close and tried catching my breath.

“how many people have you done this with?” we asked simultaneously. We both laughed at ourselves. I told him no one and confessed he was my first same-sex experience but he didn’t believe me. Julius mentioned two names and told me they use to be seniors but had graduated. I was so jealous. The thought of someone fucking his sweet ass was just too painful to imagine. As i tried to withdraw myself from him, Julius pulled me back to him and locked his legs around my waist.

“wetin dey worry you sef?......no do any how before you chop slap now now” he said as he playfully slapped my cheek. I was already falling for him. This small guy that I could crush with one hand having such a big mouth was really intriguing. I just looked at him and shook my head. The rain had subsided and so had the echo. In the darkness of the library , myself standing butt naked and Julius half sitting on the desk still having my semi erect cock in his hole, his hands round my neck and mine round his waist, we both knew there was something special that had begun.

We began talking.

He asked why I was still in secondary school at my age and I told him about my father’s line of work as well as other personal family matters. Julius confided in me and told me about his mum who was a petty trader and was struggling to make ends meet. His dad had left his mother and no one knew his whereabouts.

As we unburdened out hearts to each other, Julius began to stroke my chest hair and nipples and I could feel my cock expand inside his cum soaked hole. “bad nigger” he moaned into my ears and smiled. I couldn’t help myself. I started fucking him again. But this time it wasn’t a mad rough sex like I did before. This time I went slow. I took my time to enjoy the sweetness of him as well as taste his lips. It was real magic. No sooner, I felt my cum build up and baptised his hole with fresh sperm. I was spent.

We kissed and cuddled. I didn’t know how long we stayed in the library but I knew it was time to go back to the hostel. As i withdrew my dick from him, i wanted to use my singlet to clean my moist dick but he stopped me. Coming down from the desk, he went on his knees and cleaned my dick with his tongue. I was so impressed I had to kiss him with gratitude.

We made our way back to hostel and when we arrived, it was really dark and every one had gone to bed. I got on my bonk and laid down. My dick started rising again because I was mindful of my encounter with Julius. I couldn’t believe how a man’s ass could be so sweet.

As i forced myself to sleep, I felt a hand touch me. It was Julius. I was nervous but I shifted for him and he laid on my bunk. The hostel was in pitch darkness so i was certain no one could see us.

“go to the floor” I whispered in his ear and he obeyed. I spat on my hands and rubbed it on my cock and his ass hole. I quietly laid on his back as he guided me into him. His hole was still wet from the two gallons of sperm I deposited in him.

I was so impressed how my thick dick could enter him with such graceful ease. We quietly fucked and I quietly came. He left for his bed and I crept into mine.

Everyone was surprised at our sudden closeness and could not have an explanation for it because it seemed to happen overnight. We went to class together and came back to the hostel together.

We became inseparable until we finished secondary school and got into the same uni.

Julius and myself have still remained brothers and best lovers .

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GBEMIGA

In the early 90s i lived with my aunt; pamella in ikoyi. Despite she was meant to be my guardian, she was mean and horrible as the devil could ever be.

My mum, who unfortunately  became a single mother (because popsi walked out on us unceremoniously) decided to go back to school in the UK.

She usually sends me money  through my aunt and occasionally, my aunty will send my mum photos of me looking well dressed and crossing my legs in her sitting room with her smiling happily with me; when in reality, I was miserable and wasn’t allowed to even sit on her sofa or eat from her China wares (most of which belonged to my mum).

In the street where we lived, my aunt was the big deal . She was a society lady and was what you could describe as “yellow sisi” (all from bleaching). She had 4 cars. A Mercedes benz, Daewoo racer, santana and 504. All of which were high profile cars in the early 90’s.



She had shops and a Boutiques scattered all around Lagos but the flamboyant  lifestyle she lived was definitely not just from her businesses.


Aunty Pamela had a husband (uncle Gbemiga) who was constantly fighting with her. He was Tall, good looking and slim. His  look reminded me of men in the 70s you see in black and white photos.


Afro hair, athletic build and a thick side burns that led to an equally thick moustache. Uncle Gbemiga was younger than my aunt and like me, was equally treated as a slave. Every time he argued with aunty Pamela, she never failed to remind him who “gave him a life”.





He was well spoken, educated  and very intelligent. Sometimes i wondered why he indeed didn’t have a life of his own. He managed her business and was constantly accused of being a thief. My aunt had 2 children and rumour had it that they were not Gbemiga’s . I first thought it was just nature’s error that the kids turned out ugly until i saw aunty Pamela’s sugar daddy. He was the spit copy of the kids. He was fat and beyond ugly. He looked like your typical  wizard in Nollywood movies.





Obviously, he was the major butter on aunty Pamela’s bread and anytime he came around the house, myself and Gbemiga became practically  invisible.  If he was to spend the night, Gbemiga will join me in the boys quarter until he left. The only time he (Gbemiga) had a life or was allowed in the picture was when aunty Pamela had an event to attend  and needed a human accessory to flaunt for society.





One good thing was that aunty Pamela was hardly in town so we (myself and Gbemiga)  had the house to ourselves. We were smart not to take too much  advantage of the situation because on several occasions, she had shown up unexpectedly at odd hours. Obviously hoping to catch us using her house for something dreadful.





I finished my final exams and my results was fantastic. Gbemiga was over the moon because he had always been encouraging, tutoring and motivating me to be the best. He was the father and brother i never had.




When aunty Pamela returned from wherever she went to, Gbemiga told her of my results and all she could say was ...”so?...after all... other kids are doing better. ”

“what sort of statement is that madam? What the hell do you mean?”



Gbemiga asked with irritation.



“meaning he will not become anything in life. He’s going to be as useless as his father....or should I say mother. Between both Of them sef i don’t know who is leading” she said while laughing  at her joke.




I didn’t know when tears began falling from my eyes. Now; i have seen Gbemiga angry but never have i seen him loose his cool the way he did when he looked at me. Even aunty Pamela was surprised. He spoke to aunty Pamela in a manner that it took her minutes to reply. He called her a soulless Harlot and cursed the day he met her.  She was about making her statement of “i gave you life” and before the words left her mouth, Gbemiga fired at her. He told her he worked for his money and was no husband of hers. “really!!!!!! so  what are you doing under my roof?” aunty Pamela raged in defence as she was red and sweating out of devilish  anger.




“I will move out of your roof and go to the boys quarter if that will make you respect yourself . The agreement we had on my contract  stated that an accommodation was the bonus”.



He began packing his things. Aunty Pamela began clapping her hands over his head and kept raining insults. Telling him a woman is feeding him and he was no man.

Witnessing all the drama was so Embarrassing that i wished I wasn’t in the house. Both of them really exposed themselves and i heard alot.


Among the things I heard was that Gbemiga once lived in Akwa-ibom state and had excellent qualifications. His mother  (who passed away) use to be aunty Pamela’s friend. Aunty Pamela had promised heaven and earth to Gbemiga only if he would move to Lagos and manage her businesses. As time went on, aunty Pamela  made a bargain that they go into an arranged marriage because she was worried about what people will say if they discovered she was pregnant out of wedlock ( therefore making the rumours about my cousin's father true).  She also never allowed Gbemiga keep any relationship with another woman even though they agreed he was free to do his thing. She began asking for conjugal rites from him which was breaking their agreement. Gbemiga  accused her of using juju  (voodoo) on him. During the course of the shouting and argument, Gbemiga told Pamela she was nothing without him; and this; i believed.





Pamela didn’t have the brains for doing business and Gbemiga  ran everything for her.




I was still in tears when he came into my room and tried to console me. He hugged me and rubbed my back telling me to take it easy. Even though i was emotionally wrecked, i could not help but notice the feel his dick on my body as we stood in an embrace. I pretended to cry some more so that we could remain in that position for a little more longer. That night, i slept in his arms with my back to him with  Our naked topless warm bodies embracing.



Uncle Gbemiga eventually moved into my room and that's how  we became room mates.





One day, I woke up alone and it seemed Gbemiga was out. He returned shortly with breakfast  which he ate. Aunty Pamela was out but returned shortly. She came to the boys quarter  (something she doesn’t do) and asked Gbemiga about some supplies. She also asked him to go to one of her shops to deliver some items but Gbemiga told her that he had other plans and will do business later. Her eyes turned red with anger but she tried to manage herself. She asked where he was going to and he told her he was taking me out. “who is going to be in the house?” she asked. The look Gbemiga gave her was enough.




“Please try to come back on time” was all she said as she left. I told Gbemiga we should postpone the outing but he insisted we go. On our way to the beach, we stopped at an office complex and picked up a girl. She was pretty and young. I was so jealous that I refused to talk. Gbemiga introduced me as his immediate  younger brother. He kept looking at me from the rear mirror and must have noticed my countenance.




When we got to the beach, Gbemiga was really flirting openly with this girl to the point he had a heavy erection which I noticed from under the table while we sat in a bar. His dick was extremely long. It looked like it was almost getting to his knees.




I was carried away by it as i just starred. I didn’t pay attention to whatever they were saying but it was the girls laugh that got my attention and made me  look up. Although  I didn’t know what the girl said, I could tell Gbemiga was really pissed off.  She didn’t seem to care much. She kept sipping her fanta and nodding to the sound of  shina Peters coming from the bar.




There was a long silence and she looked at my face as if doing an inspection. Looking  at my  nails, she then asked “what is on your nails?....are you a girl?” (referring to my well self manicured and polished nail).




As a troubled youth,  i have developed metal skin and not only was i capable to see shade; i knew how to uproot any tree that provided it. Arching a brow, i replied  “what is on my nails? You’re a woman. You should know what it is...”.




As i expected, she didn’t see it coming. Obviously she felt insulted and said “is like you lack home training”. As she spoke, she used her straw to splash the remenant drops of fanta on my face.




Gbemiga’s eyes and mouth opened wide with shock. So furious, i stood up and splashed what was left in my glass on her face. I was ready for a fight.




She tried reaching for her shoes (obviously to throw it on me). At this point, Gbemiga was trying his best to defuse the situation. She threw her shoes at me and i ducked. She reached for Gbemiga’s bottle and that was when i quickly used the table to shove her to the floor. As i advanced towards her, Gbemiga caught me and pulled ME away  quickly. But he was a little too late.  I kicked a large amount of sand towards her that landed on her head and face.





“are you mad?” Gbemiga hissed at me and suddenly white light flashed in my eye as my cheek stung. He slapped me. With my hand on my cheek, I froze. I could see a hint of panic cloaked in apology on his face.



His guest began to swear at me and Gbemiga warned her to shut her mouth. But she didn’t. “you started this mess....why did you splash a drink on his face?” Gbemiga asked her while trying to defend me.




“useless Man. Why won’t you side him? Come and fuck toto let God punish you” she yelled like a mad woman.





Small crowds began to gather  and Gbemiga ordered me to start going towards the car. I could hear her screaming as i walked to the car park. Few seconds later Gbemiga joined me and we drove home.
“am done with them. Worthless piece of shit.....All of them!!!!!” he cursed under his breath. I still pretended to be in pain as i bowed my head and held my cheek.



“sorry about that” he said as he reached for my thighs and squeezes them to aid his apology. I didn’t move nor say a word.




Once we got home, I went straight to bed and faced the wall. As i began to sob silently, i could feel pressure on the bed as if someone had sat down beside me. “chu chu”-( a pet name he'd given me) he called. I didn’t respond. I felt the warmth of his large palms on my back as he began to gently caress it. He apologised once again and joked that if I continue to cry, he too would join me. I smiled to myself but because my face was to the wall, he couldn’t see me. “chu-chu” he called again. “why are you doing this naw?” He asked with passion in his voice. His hand was still on my back. Gbemiga who was now laying beside me began mimicking an awful weeping howl that forced me to laugh.




I rolled over into his arms as cuddled me close to his chest. He apologised once more and we both began talking. I first of all teased him about the girl whom I had a brawl with. He tried defending himself saying she wasn’t his type and that all he needed was a shag. He asked me what sort of girl i fancied and if i had a girl friend. I told him i wasn't really into girls and he laughed saying “I know”. He told me it was for my own good and I should keep it that way for as long as I could. He said all women are wired the same and all it takes is for one incident to reveal their true nature. He  made a reference to aunty Pamela and how he thought she was nice and trusted her. We also talked about the little we could remember about what it felt like having a mother which was quite emotional for both of us




What surprised me was that while  We talked , I had my hands inside his shirt gently stroking his chest hair while he idly stroked my shoulder. I thought he was turned on but there was no sign of erection on the shorts he wore. As my hands travelled to his stomach and touched his belly button his breath changed. Before my very eyes I watched his dick rise like a beast stirring from its slumber.




Seemed he noticed he was getting turned on because he made an effort to tuck away his growing penis  and dis-engage himself from our cuddling.  I quickly reached for his dick before he succeeded in putting it away but he caught my hand and we both began a playful struggle. He needed both hands to hold his erection so it gave me the opportunity to start tickling him as well as touch his belly button more.


“chu-chu what Is it nah??....” He pleaded as he laughed hysterically.



“show me something jare” I demanded as I kept tickling and struggling for his belly button and dick.


“isn’t it the same thing you have?” He asked.


“says Who? ...How can you compare a tooth pick to a tuber of yam?” I responded.


Gbemiga laughed so hard at my statement that tears rolled down his eyes.

When he saw that trying to convince me to forget about his dick and stop tickling him wasn’t working, he had no choice but to surrender. His dick was now limp but still looked heavy with assuring promises. I looked at it, held it and as It began to rise as I fondled it, he stopped me saying....”That’s enough”.



From that day, myself and Gbemiga's bond cemented. We began showering together and cuddling every night to sleep. He now began letting me play with his belly button while we watched TV or just relaxed. Sometimes I will put my hand in his boxers and touch his dick and he won’t do or say anything. I guess he was completely naive about same sex indulgence cos anytime I get aroused when we shower , he will ask me why am being turned on and we will just laugh.






One night it rained heavily and aunty Pamela was out of town. Myself and Gbemiga laid in each other’s arms as we slept. One thing about Gbemiga is that he can be a very heavy sleeper. At this point i had reached my craving limit for his thick and long cock.  I removed myself from his embrace and turned on the light. I gently rolled him over to his back and I could see the print of his heavy dick lying on laps. No wonder aunty Pamela was greedy.



I began stroking his dick and brought it out from the corner of his boxers. I stuffed my mouth with his 12+ inches black dick and each time I forced it deeper into my throat, his breathing became deeper and his cock throbbed vengefully in my mouth. I badly wanted to take his dick in my ass and I knew if I kept on sucking , he would definitely cum from my A1 sucking skills.



I got my ass lubricated as well as his dick. Turning off the light, I stripped off my clothes and resumed my sleeping position but this time, with my  bare bubble butt and his anaconda properly lubricated.




Raising one of my leg, i aimed his very big penis at my hungry hole and slowly guided him into me. Gently and patiently , I managed to squeeze his enormous snake into my oven. I began fucking his dick nice and easy when he grunted and cuddled me closer. He thrusted lazily. I paused. Few moments later I continued fucking his cock sideways style while I wanked myself.



“chu-chu what are you doing????” He asked me.




I was petrified as My heart thrashed wildly in my chest like a mad caged lion.



“oh my God!!!” he gasped as he broke away from me and quickly made for the light switch. Once the room was bright , he looked at his still erect moist dick and at me with complete grave unbelief.



“was I fucking you just now?” He asked ; hoping i would say no.

All I did was smile and roll my eyes like I usually do to him whenever he wasn’t making sense.



“Chuka!!! .....Am serious!!!! ......Answer me!!!!”


“okay yes...yes....i have answered you. Are you satisfied now?” I replied irritably as I made for my clothes. Gbemiga  sank to the floor and kept muttering “I don’t believe it” as he closed his eyes and raised his head up.



“Am sorry” I said.


He didn’t reply me.


“I will start crying o” I teased as I sat on the floor beside him. I began to mimic his pattern of crying he did anytime I was upset. Gbemiga smiled and covered his face with his large palms.



“chu-chu it’s not funny....please don’t do it again”



“I can’t promise you that dear” I said as I leaned on him and stroked his head. I knew for certain he won’t push me away. Gbemiga loved me to a fault and I knew he was sex starved. Most of all, I knew he enjoyed my juicy hole and couldn’t believe my ass hole was capable of accommodating his big manhood.




“come back to the bed” I urged him as I  held his hands and pulled him up to his feet.  As he reluctantly stood up, I hugged him and pecked his cheeks. Gbemiga was the sort of man who had a tremendous weakness for simple display of affection and I gave him surplus of that.


I knew he was no longer upset with me



While we got back to bed, I snuggled up to him and began telling him How much he meant to me. He too, told me how I gave him purpose to impact a life. while we spoke, my hands never left his belly button and he didn’t obstruct me. His dick was still erect but we both paid no attention to it as we spoke.




“didn’t it pain you ?” He asked shyly.


“didn’t what pain me?” I asked teasingly. “say the name jor”


“you’re spoilt.” He laughed. “ Okay...fine...fine...its my dick. Didn't my dick pain you?” He asked shyly.



“isn't love pain?” I responded; as i reached for his stiff big cassava.


“chu-chu.....please nawwww....stop” he begged me. “ you’re not a girl now....this is somehow”




“There is no somehow jor. You’re talking as if you don’t love me anymore....as if you didn’t enjoy chuking your big penis in my ass hole” I responded as I did away with my clothes and got ontop of him.




“chu-chu...you have started again o.....what are you doing?” He asked wearily.



“Am finishing what I started and besides this beast needs to feed”. I said as I massaged his now swollen prick.




Gbemiga just threw his head backwards and kept muttering “please stop this”.  But it was too late. Too late. I had already brought out his cock,  spat on my hand and  re-moistened my yet to contrast hole as well as his fat prick.


I began pushing down myself down on him and as I sank down, he moaned so silently that it came out as an odd music note. I started riding him but he just laid still. Didn't touch nor thrust



“uncle Gbemiga please fuck me” I begged him earnestly. He just laid still and kept silent. He wasn’t responding and it felt like I was forcing him.



I got off him and faced the wall. “good night” I said sharply.



“what is it again now chu-chu?” He asked.




“it’s like am disturbing your life and forcing my love on you....so I rather keep to myself”



“but I allowed you do what you want to do naw....Didn't I?” He sounded confused and a bit desperate.

I didn’t answer him. I just laid still.


“what do you want ?” he asked.



“You heard what I requested” I said.



“okay...as you wish. But am doing this to make you happy” he said.



I turned around and met his handsome face looking down on me. I touched his beard, neck and his nipples. He knew I loved him and I was sure He was too.



“I have not done this before chu-chu”...he tried to say ....as I rolled my eyes and tried facing the wall again, he stopped me.

“don’t turn your back on me chu-chu” he pleaded but still made it sound like a warning.



He got on top of me, raised my both legs up and tried getting himself into me. It was painful cos my saliva had dried from his dick so I had to stop him and re-moistened both equipment. Once he got every centimetre of his palm tree into me, we both looked into each other’s eyes and simultaneously we smiled.



“what’s amusing you ?” we asked simultaneously. We both laughed and then he thrusted so strong into me that it made me jerk and gasp.


“you like it? .....is this what you want?” He asked me as he thrust himself into me again. This time, harder than the first one.


I couldn't help but moan “oh yes” in sweet agony.


He positioned himself properly and started fucking the thunder off my ass. I threw caution to the wind as I screamed and clawed his back with my nails. He winced in pain from my nails tearing into the flesh on his back and reached for my both hands. His both hands held down both of my hands  as he looked into my eyes with serious intensity; pounding  and scattering my ass as he kept asking “is this what you want?”





Even though I felt my ass hole burn from his rigorous thrusting, I didn’t want him to stop. I could tell He was loving every moment of it from his facial expressions. He liked seeing he was scoring his points and that alone made my dick so rock hard that as he held me down and demolished my walls, hot sperm shot out of my dick and splashed on his stomach and chest. He slowed down and watched in wonder as my dick ejaculate thick white creamy sperm.  As i looked into his eyes , I could tell He had found a new type sweetness and  definitely, he was loving every single bit.




His thrusting increased furiously as his eyes kept darting between my sperm stained dick and face. The thrusting was so strong I felt my cum building up again. He started to moan and in no time I joined him. Sperm began shooting once again from my dick and I could feel a flow of warm water falls flood inside my hole. I could swear he came.  My hole was pulsating along side his massive prick and we both were panting as if we had ran an Olympic marathon.





I rolled and arched my waist while squeezing his dick with my very soaked ass hole. He shuddered and slowly kept fucking me.



“you liked that don't you?” He asked.



“so much.....i need more” I moaned.




“That’s my chu-chu” he moaned. 




“turn your back and bend down.....am not done yet” he whispered in my ears and to my suprise , he kissed me fully on the lips  though brief, it was deep and sensual.



As he withdrew his dick from my battered hole , I gazed with wonder at the still erect dick that stood before me. It was so long....so thick.....full of veins....from the cap of his dick to the base was very thick. He was a confirmed stallion with original horse power. I smiled with admiration and he smiled back at me.




Without wasting time, I laid flat on my tummy.  As i put my ass high up in the air, i heard him moan “yes baby” and then I felt his serpent invade my Eden. Literally i was stomaching him and had to scream into the pillow because the sensation was unbearable for me. Another fucking session commenced. He was going for his second round without delay.



This time around he was gentle and took his time. I started stroking my dick so as to divert the sensational agony my cunt was suffering from the position.



“can you fuck me everyday ?” i asked.



“do you want me to?......i can ; if that is what you want”. He whispered in my ears.



“I want to be your girlfriend. I want you to fuck me....fuck me because am yours.” I just kept saying all sorts and he kept responding “uunnn hunnnnn”.




My hole was thoroughly worn out and began discharging ass juice that made very loud slurpy sounds as he rammed into me without mercy. I had become so loose and extra wet that Gbemiga's dick had absolutely no qualms to reach into any hidden chambers in my ass.




He began grunting and jerking as He discharged batch 2 cum in my already violated hole.






To say i was exhausted was a complete understatement. I  came 3x in the second round and 2x in the first round making it a total of 5. Gbemiga shot 2x but had the impact of 10 rounds.




From that day onwards, Gbemiga religiously fucked me  everyday for a very long time that stretched into years.




As for the witch Pamela , she became a shadow of her past before her demise after a mysterious illness. Rumour had it her sugar daddy used her for rituals.




I have since re-united with my father and work in his company. Also I now partly base in the UK where my mother had secured assets for me.




Who said life isn’t good?