MY COUSINS SECRET

After repeating JAMB "several" times due to my stupid stubbornness of being neck bent on doing my desired course (which for some reasons i just couldn't reach the cut off mark), i  eventually gave up trying, accepted defeat and ended up in a polytechnic called IMT (Institute of Management and Technology) in the east (Enugu).




Though it was never my choice, i had little or no option as regards furthering my education. My parents had became a thorn in my flesh, my mates had all advanced in life and age wasn't on my side either...so the earlier i did something or anything, the better for me.



Judging from the exposure of my background, Enugu city was a nightmare. It was dull and everyone assumed you where an indigene and spoke igbo to you.


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I stayed off campus with my cousin whose name is Ibeh. Just like me, Ibeh got into school quite late (by choice). He was older and was almost final year student at the time I enrolled.


I have always had high respect for Ibeh because he is a man of principle and morals.  He was organised and rarely socialised. He also had a great athletic body because he was very much into sport from a very early age.




Ibeh was so religious that infact, Every one in our family assumed he would one day, end up a priest. Living with him was easy and there was no trouble. He didn’t bring women home  and i guess it was because he had a fiancée who he was planning to Marry after school. She lived in nnewi and to the best of my knowledge, both where saving intimacy for after their wedding. Ibeh was that sort of a person. He was a hard core christain.





One day, during the usual water scarcity in Enugu, we ( my cousin and i) took gallons and went water hunting in our neighbourhood (G.R.A). After walking for what seemed like forever with no solution, we stopped at a vendor to buy drinks and snack  to calm our frustration.





As we ate, a young, handsome, mix-race looking guy with plaited hair came out from a big fancy looking gate and walked towards us. When the lady who sold at the vendor saw him, she was so ecstatic that she jumped up and down as both of them hugged.




She asked him when he came back and he said he arrived early hours that morning. He spoke igbo fluently (to my surprise) as they both chatted heartily.



He offered Ibeh and i a handshake. As i shook his hands, i couldn't believe how soft his palms where. They felt so silky smooth and tender. Seeing us with empty gallons, he asked us if we needed water and we said "yes". He asked us to follow him into the compound . Feeling so relieved, we accepted his invite.




It was a nice house and no doubt whoever lived there was wealthy. He took us to the back of the house were several huge water tanks where lined up. As we filled our gallons with water, an elderly looking white lady opened a window and spoke (rudely) in some foreign language to the guy (which he also, rudely replied). We greeted the lady but she didn't respond. She didn't seem like a nice woman and also, it felt like we weren't welcome (by her i suppose).





As we made our way out, the guy ran after us. Turning red in his face as he smiled, he apologised for not properly introducing himself earlier. He told us his name is Horst but preferred to be called Udoka. Ibeh and I introduced ourselves and we shook hands again. He asked if we stayed around and i told him we were students at IMT. He seemed a bit surprised when i mentioned we where students. Maybe it was due to our much matured look.




He told us to feel free to visit him anytime and also, come around to fetch water whenever we needed it. I asked him what his other nationality was and he said he was half German. He asked me if we would see again and we told him we would try to pay him a visit.




To be honest, from the first time i set my eyes on Udoka, “GAY" was the first thing that came to my mind and when he offered to help us and began asking to see us again, my suspicion was almost concluded. But i dismissed the thoughts and assumed it was just my mind playing tricks. Maybe he was genuinely kind.




On the other hand,  Ibeh; my cousin, was so excited over meeting him. I guess he hadn't had any close encounter with a mixed race person before because he kept disturbing me ever since that we should pay the young man a visit.






The next Sunday after mass (church) , we went to his place but the gate man was such a disrespectful rude piece of shit that we had leave. I; on the other hand, forced myself to keep cool because, i would have kicked down that gate and given the gate man the beating of his life not minding if he was old enough to be my grand father.





Several days passed and life went on. One evening when there was power failure, Ibeh and i decided to take a walk. Once again, ibeh began to pressure me by suggesting we follow the street where Udoka’s house was located. Even though i was so reluctant, i agreed.





As we turned into  the street where Udoka’s house was situated,  we saw the woman who ran the vendor ( where we had met Udoka) talking with another woman. Once she sighted us, she quickly beckoned to us to come as she informed us that Udoka has been asking after us. Just as we were discussing (i was telling her about the gate man’s behaviour), we saw a car driving out from the compound of Udoka's house and he was the one on the wheels.





Spotting him, the vendor lady frantically shouted his name and waved him to stop.




He was so excited to see us and  asked us to come along with him. We hopped in the car, thanked the vendor lady and drove off.




Udoka asked us why we hadn't showed up ever since and we told him about the incident with his gate man. He apologised and promised to have a word with him.




We drove to the house of a famous politician (who he informed us is his uncle) in Independence layout (a district known for the rich) and we where received so warmly by 3 very pretty girls and 2 guys (who turned out to be his cousins). Even though we weren't properly dressed, all 5 of his cousins insisted they take us out that very night.



For a fact, i knew all the nice reception was because Udoka was with us. On a good day, these spoilt rich kids wont have any business with guys like myself and Ibeh.


We all went in convoy to a bar in polo park. There was too much to drink and eat for the night and if not that it suddenly began threatening to rain, we would have probably been there all night. We all had say good bye and dispatched before the down pour started.





Just as we where about driving out, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Udoka insisted we sleep over at his house since it was a friday night and we weren't doing anything the next day being Saturday. Ibeh happily agreed before Udoka could even finish his statement and that was how we left for his house.




We arrived at his house and before we could make our way from the car to the door, we where already wet from the heavy down pour. Soaked up, we made our way quietly up the stairs and got into Udoka’s room. His room was massive and tastefully decorated 



He asked us to feel free and we all undressed down to our briefs. He got us more drinks from his fridge and I declined his offer. He gave myself and Ibeh clean cool clothes and asked us to put it on after taking our shower. After Ibeh and I showered individually and had put on the clothes we where given, Udoka got into bathroom.




When he eventually came out, i was stunned. He had loosened his hair (which was so full and thickly curled down to his shoulders)  and looked so pretty like those white gorgeous female models in magazines and movies.



I don’t know if it was the alcohol but Ibeh began telling Udoka how cute he looked, how he’s never met or seen a woman as fine as he is, how he wished he were a woman and how he won’t think twice to marry him if he were female.  When Ibeh made the statement of marrying him, Udoka seemed so happy. He started saying it’s his dream to one day marry a big strong African igbo man.



“Am I not big and strong?” Ibeh asked him.



“You are just perfect” he answered.



At first i thought it was all a joke. After all, Ibeh was a strong Christian and didn’t mean what he was saying. 



Udoka asked me why i wasn’t talking and just as i was about telling him i wasn’t too much of a talker, Ibeh told him Am troubled because i was having problems in school which needed financial attention.


Truly I had money troubles in school which was draining the life out of me. But that wasn’t the reason for being quiet.

“How much is it?” Udoka asked.



I told him the exact amount (N 35,000)  It was and to my surprise, Udoka wrote a cheque of N40 000 For me. I was speechless. He urged me to drink and forget my worries and I complied.



In the course of our drinking, we began talking about sex. Udoka asked who had a bigger dick between myself  and Ibeh; and Ibeh (who was really enjoying the discussion) told him he should take a clue from our body stature. No doubt, Ibeh is bigger than me in body stature. He was naturally huge and coupled with his athletic build, he seemed almost twice his size.




But Most of all, Ibeh truly had (has) one of the biggest dick i have ever seen in my life till date. Infact he is the biggest. I always assume he was keeping sex for marriage because whoever saw it MUST definitely have a change of mind.




Udoka asked us to show him our dick and we both refused. I was already drunk At the time and the last scene I recalled was us drinking and laughing when I passed out.




I was fast asleep when I felt a warm sensation on my dick. At first, i was dreaming I was fucking a white woman but As i opened my eyes, i saw Udoka sucking my dick.




Even though i was startled and wanted to punch his face, i didn’t move an inch. I just laid still. I heard Ibeh snoring not too from me.




Just as i was about to cum, Udoka stopped sucking me. With my eyes slightly opened (which he was unaware of), i watched him take off his briefs and rubbed something on his ass. He picked something, sniffed it and tossed it away.



My heart was beating fast in my chest as he came back to me. I watched him stand across me, rubbed something like cream on my dick and began to lower himself on me. This guy was putting my dick in his ass hole. I was so furious but my rage was nothing compared to the warm sensation that engulfed my dick.




No doubt I had-had my good share of fucking pussy (vagina); but this? This was totally different. The feeling was something else. It was so good that I didn’t last 5 minutes (unlike me) before my sperm literally forced itself out of penis hole. The feeling of my cum on my dick Inside the warmth of his hole made my brain boil. As my Penis began to finally deflate, i felt so guilty for liking it.






Udoka quietly got of me and I watched him wank silently. After a while, he entered the toilet. Because my entire body was weak from intensity of the ejaculation and the alcohol in my system, i slept off almost immediately.




But My sleep didn’t last long because once again, something woke me up. Movement and Noises.



The toilet door was opened and the bright light illuminated the room in such a way that I could clearly see what was going on.


Ibeh was standing at the edge of the bed as the light from the bathroom casted a shadow on him that made the muscle details on his body look like a fine work of art. He was ruthless fucking someone who was kneeling on the bed. At first, i wondered which woman he was because i could make out a long hair. Suddenly, my senses corrected my confusion. That wasn’t a woman. That was Udoka. My cousin was fucking a man like him in his was hole.




I was too shocked to move. Udoka was weeping like a baby as he lamented in some foreign language. Ibeh was driving into him with such speed and force that the fucking noise was almost louder than the squealing of Udoka.



“suck my dick “ Ibeh said with such command as he removed his dick from Udoka’s ass. I almost screamed in horror at what my eyes saw. Usually, i see Ibeh's dick on a flaccid state and even at that, it was evidently huge.  But seeing his penis in an erect state was disturbingly huge.




I watched Udoka suck his dick like a porn star while Ibeh fucked his mouth.



“kiss me daddy" Udoka said as he knelt on the bed. Ibeh took him in his arms and both men began to kiss passionately....



“You are so sweet I swear" Ibeh said.. His voice sounding so sincere.



“I want you to lick my ass" Udoka requested but my cousin replied – “I haven’t done such before....infact I haven’t done any of this”




“but do you like me?....say the truth” Udoka asked as he ran his hand up and down the scary girth and length of my cousins shaft.



“I swear I do. If i didn’t, I will never do this” Ibeh said.




They kissed again.


Udoka now laid on his back, raised his legs up and begged Ibeh to lick his hole.




With an “okay" response, Ibeh squatted and started sucking Udoka’s ass. The way he was sucking it was like there was honey inside. After a while, Udoka started begging to get fucked.




Ibeh stood up, kissed him, and then I watched with horror as his massive pole started entering inside Udoka.



They started fucking and kissing. As i watched, i wasn’t aware my dick was erect until I felt the wetness of my precum on my thighs. Because Udoka had just fucked my Penis, i could imagine how captivated Ibeh was feeling as he fucked Udoka’s hole. Even though i felt angry and disgusted,  Part of me was jealous  because Ibeh was enjoying it more than I did.

I wanted to just go home, but it was very late and I had just taken a cheque i desperately needed. So i fought myself to lay quiet.





Ibeh began to grunt and growl like an animal as he threw his head back. He no doubt had released.



Both men began to giggle and kiss.



“You are too sweet I swear to god” my cousin said.



There was a long silence and then Udoka got up and left for the toilet while Ibeh laid on his back exhausted. 
Udoka said something and then Ibeh got up to join him in the toilet. Both began to giggle.



Udoka was about stepping out of the bathroom when my cousin pulled him back, turned him around and put his hands round his waist. They stood at the entrance of the bathroom door and I could see them clearly under the bright light.




“Am serious....I want to be the only one” Ibeh pleaded.




“what of her?” Udoka asked.



“had he told him about his fiancee?” I asked myself in shock. “when did they talk about that?”.


Ibeh told him that they (himself and his fiancée)  hadn’t had sex yet and that truly, he didn’t feel anything for her. He said he was doing it ( getting married to her) to fulfil all righteousness.



Udoka said something I didn’t hear and Ibeh replied “I promise". Both men started to kiss again and  my cousin lifted up Udoka who wrapped his legs around his waist. As they kissed, i watched my cousins dick begin to grow like a demon being summoned. With one hand, he held up Udoka while with the other hand, guided his humongous penis inside his hole. He fucked him hanging. After a while, he came; his over size cock flopping out from Udoka's hole which was dripping of cum. Eventually, he put him down. But once he Did, he (Udoka) went on his knees and licked clean his dick.




“wow you are such a freak....I can never get tired of fucking you.. honestly" my cousin gasped as his cock was sucked.




Both men walked into the bathroom and I heard water run as they talked.




They later came to bed and slept off. I couldnt sleep. My head was messed up and my dick was hard as mad. I waited a while Until i heard them snore;  then I got up, went to ease myself in the toilet and really wanted to masturbate so bad. As i did, i hated myself for replaying the scene of two men fucking in my head but i had no choice.



Once i got back to bed, i slept off. When I woke, i felt so bad and terrible with everything. I wanted to leave immediately but i knew that if i did, they may suspect I knew something and if they eventually did , Udoka might reveal what happened between me and him (and I desperately didn’t want any soul to know).






From that day, Ibeh rarely stayed home. He would come with tons of food stuff and things for me anytime he came around driving Udoka’s car. Sometimes Udoka came with him. All these while, i acted like i didn’t know what was going on.




Udoka eventually left for Europe and himself and Ibeh spoke almost every day on phone. Most times, he will have a huge erection as they spoke and sometimes, he would enter the toilet to take the call.





Ibeh finished his programme in school and eventually, left for Europe to go and “hustle” (the lies he tell those who want to believe). I still see photos of him and Udoka together on social media looking happy and travelling round the world.



As for me, since that encounter that night, my life has never remained the same. I started craving ass holes  which led me to gay chat room on 2go at the time. Guess once you taste a man’s ass there’s no going back.






Written by
Danny 

MY NEIGHBOUR GABRIEL

It was on a Saturday afternoon in the university of Nigeria enugu  campus boys hostel (mbonu ojike) and I had just finished my laundry, had a shower and was idling away at the balcony when I saw Gabriel my next door neighbour returning from his football game.


Gabriel isn't Nigerian. He was from a French speaking African country (I think Cameroon or Niger) and was running a mature student programme. He was a full grown man (compared us young students)  and was always reserved.




Gabriel and i barely spoke to each other but on that day, as i saw his large black figure  approaching dressed in a Chelsea  jersey, sweating and holding a dirty pair of soccer shoes in his hand,  a strange magnetic force pulled me to him. It felt like I was seeing him for the first time.





I began noticing his bald head,  thick bow legs, very shiny black skin that was completely hairless , cold deep piercing eyes which could easily pass him for a rude person who didn’t smile very often; his stomach was just  proportionate to the size of his entire body... – infact, my mind just opened a fresh page of admiration and I began to wonder how come I hadn’t noticed all these qualities in all the years of him being my neighbour.


Call it witchcraft or instinct but once he entered his room, i had the urge to follow.



His 3 room mates where in the room and I started talking with one of them who i had a good acquaintance with. Gabriel, taking a bucket of water a soap dish and a towel left the room.  He was going to shower. Moments later, he was back. As he stepped into the room, my eyes subconsciously went to his crotch and I could make out the print of his penis in the towel which was now tied round his waist. Immediately, he caught my eye.


“wetin you dey look?” He asked rudely. Feeling cornered, i instinctively said ( jokingly) – “why do you have such a big dick?...people are looking for penis and you are carrying everything...why?” This made his room mate laugh.




He asked me if my own penis was missing and I told him yes while telling him he was the major suspect for the theft. 



To be honest, the outline in the towel was really big. Gabriel had a big cock.



Few minutes later, all three of his room mate took their leave and I was left alone with Gabriel. At this time, he had worn a pair of briefs which made the outline of his penis more obvious than ever.



As he laid on the bed, i went beside him and asked him what he did to make his penis so big. He casually said its natural.

When I jokingly told him it seems his dick will really occupy  someones mouth when been sucked, he laughed and asked me if it's my mouth I was referring to. But immediately he caught his sentence and now said I should get him a girl to fuck because he was horny.




I told him no girl will agree to take his penis cos it was too big. He laughed and said he wonders why God gave him such. I could tell his dick was getting hard already from the inflated size.



I causally told him i was big too as i undid my belt and showed him my cock. He raised his brow as he looked at it.



“now i know where your height went to” he teased and we both laughed.



“I think you’re bigger than me I said as i touched his dick playfully. Just as i suspected, he was hard. He frowned and told me not to touch his dick again before someone enters the room and sees us.



He was right; The room door was opened save for the curtains that served as a barricade. But his dick was hard as fuck so telling me to stop was a white lie. As i stood up to bolt his door shut, he asked me what I was doing.. I simply told him am making sure nobody comes inside the room since he mentioned it.




I got back to the bed and grabbed a hand Full of big solid bone. He started telling me to stop but didn't remove my hands from his dick so choose his actions over his words.



When I brought out his dick i was amazed. Dude was mighty.. And till date, i haven't seen anyone with his dick shape. It was double curved. 


His penis extremely thick and was firmly pressed to his left thigh while ending in an upward curve. If his penis was straight, it would have been a clear 10inches or maybe more. I had to go to his left side to suck his dick because it couldn’t face forward.  I stroked the rest of his mighty pole with saliva as i sucked what my mouth could take.



Gabriel just laid like a log of wood as he starred into space ...while his eyes occasionally dashed to my labour.




I had not had dick for several months and I wasn’t going to waste any chance. I told him i was coming back and quickly, I dashed into my room to grab my lube. In seconds I was back. He was still lying in His position with his cock seriously throbbing on his left thigh while seeping precum generously.



I yanked off his briefs and got ontop of him. As i did, he parted his legs to gain more comfort. It was such a struggle to bend his dick forward and aim the curve to my hole but eventually my perseverance paid off. He was inside my ass hole....completely. I wouldn’t deny that it didn’t hurt like crazy but i was determined to finish what I started.




I started to ride him slow and steady and as i did, i watched as his body slumped slowly while his eyes rolled into head. His mouth opened slightly revealing the redness of the tip of his tongue and then his large hands caressed my ribs and stopped on my waist.




He had taken control of the rhythm and I was to follow.




He began fucking me so powerfully that I screamed silently with my eyes and mouth wide opened. His piercing eyes watched me the way an artist would do over his work. I could tell he was pleased. His big black hands ran all over my soft body and grabbed the skin of my chest. He squeezed them so hard that they hurt like mad while at the same time he drove into me with such expertise.




In the heat of passion, I learned over his solid body and positioned my nipple over his mouth urging him to suck it. But that was something I would regret. He almost chewed off my nipples. He would tongue tickle and suck the nipples alone so nice and then, will roughly grab my chest until they became breast like. He will then put his entire mouth over the skin he had grabbed and chew-suck on them so rough before withdrawing to focus on just sucking and tounging just the tiny nipples.



Hole over stretched, intestines twisted from the odd cock shape buried in it, nipples and chest flesh mercilessly devoured..... it had become a battle of survival.



He sat up, wrapped his hands tightly around me, rolled us over and began to scatter my life. I clanged to his heavy mass for survival as the pain shot through my systems and ended on my nails which where digging deep into the flesh on his back . Gabriel didn’t flinch one bit from the pain. His head was buried to the side of my neck as he grunted like a beast. Soon after, his deep grunts turned into gentle moans and muffled cries...that was when i felt the pressure run into my stomach. His cock pulsated so hard over and over again as he shivered uncontrollably. Finally he got off me and told me he wanted to sleep. I dressed up and left while he mopped his body with his damp towel he hanged on the wardrobe door.




From that day on, anytime Gabriel set his eyes on me even in public , he would have a constant erection. And his cock is so big its impossible to hide. He would always use his file to cover his crotch or fly his shirt. We fucked few times afterwards.




The last time we fucked was when i had graduated. I had come to visit an old friend in the staff quarters and was on my way home when he spotted me on a bike. It was dark and the head lamps of the commercial motorcycle we was on had caught me. He shouted my name excitedly as he alighted.




He told me he’s been looking for me and tried guilt tripping me for not coming to check on him. As we spoke, i casually touched the left side of his waist and just like I suspected, he was already hard. He became uncontrollable instantly as he began digging his hands into my trousers to grab the flesh my soft ass and finger my hole. I begged him to let us go to his room but he wasn’t listening. Some how we managed to walk to the stair case of library and that was where we finished our business.



Thankfully, school was empty because most students had gone home for the holiday so no one saw us.




I haven’t seen Gabriel again since that day and even though i have searched for him on social media, it’s of no avail because i don’t know his sur name.




I hope the universe works it out for me some how. If nothing more , just to know he’s okay and see him once again.





Written by
J. Iyke

MELVIN

I had lost my job in a marketing firm and life began getting rough for me. I couldn't pay my rent any longer so I had no choice but to move back to my mother’s house. But her constant nagging almost drove me insane and I had to look for salvation.


I reached few friends to see if they could accommodate me but non was forthcoming.


One day, my elder brothers friend reached me through social media to ask for my brothers (who is now in the united states) contact. I didn’t hesitate to tell him of my woes and he was empathic. He invited me to Lagos to try my luck as regards Jobs searching and I jumped at the offer.




Few days later, i was on my way to Lagos. My brother's friend (who i will call James) had given me a number and informed me that the number belonged to his younger brother whose name is Melvin and he would be coming to get me from the bus terminal. Once i saved the number, i checked it on WhatsApp just so I could have an alternative to reach him ( if It couldn’t dial him directly due to no airtime, bad network or any unforeseen circumstances ) once I arrived lagos.




When i saw his WhatsApp Dp, i thought it was one of those black American beard gang super model photo he must have downloaded from the internet. The person in the photo wore briefs, had a sexy chiselled body (that had signs of trimmed body hair) and a smile that could melt the heart of the devil.




I assumed the person in the photo was his idol or something....but how wrong I was.




When Melvin came to pick me, i instantly recognised him. He was the one in the photo- the one i assumed was an American super model. Infact, he looked much hotter in person.





My heart drummed madly in  my chest as we greeted and as he helped me with my bag. While we drove, he tried striking a conversation with me but i really couldn't speak cos I was smitten by his presence.




The house was situated in an area called okota (if i remember correctly). It was a two bed room flat. Each brother occupied each bed room. James was still at work but he had left his room key for me to move into.




That night when he returned from work, James took us out to a bar to have some drinks. I got to learn Melvin was actually older than me and had a great job. He was also a nerd (as in super smart) and very religious. His brother James was the complete opposite. He was ugly, short, fat,  obviously stupid (from his manner of reasoning) and loquacious.




Because Melvin and I were close in age, we quickly got along. He invited me to his church and i accepted. He introduced me to his girlfriend who attended his church but from the looks of things, i doubted they where sexually involved. Melvin was a good Christian and didn’t cut corners.





He had a local gym (which he built himself ) at the back of the house and he encouraged me to work out with him. I didn’t want to; but because i was already into him, i just went along.



One day, i returned from my job hunt quite late and I could hear music and laughter coming from James’s room. Obviously James had guests. Melvin came out of his room looking ripped as ever wearing only his briefs.


“o boy e be like you go sleep for my room o.... This people don come again" he said.




“What people?” I asked confused.



Melvin simply told me his brothers friends came with a girl and they would take turns on her. I was speechless. “they are having an orgy?” I managed to ask.




“It’s their way of fun" he replied dismissively. My bag was inside the room and I needed to change clothing. Thankfully, Melvin offered me his. I was pressed so I used the rest room after which myself and Melvin ate together. While we ate, the music which had been playing in the room stopped and that was when we heard them. The moans and the fucking sound coming from the room was so audible and they didn’t even bother to turn on the music or care about who was hearing.




I was so embarrassed that I tried not to laugh or look at Melvin (who did well by keeping a straight face as he ate quietly).  The fucking sound and moans from the orgy coming from the next room was so intense that it was impossible to ignore.





As we’ve finished eating , Melvin stood up to take  the plates to the kitchen and that was when i saw it. In his briefs was a healthy big erection with a wet stain at the dick tip. He was already  pre-cumming heavily. He kept his face straight as if nothing was the matter.




When he returned to the room, his dick was still erect. As he sat on the bed and was going through his phone, i  noticed his dick was throbbing and the pre-cum stain was getting larger. His penis was well above average and had a fat head. I asked him if there was water in the house for me to shower with and he told me we would have to share it because he too wanted to wash his body.





As i got off my clothes (having  just my jock strap undies on), i could see from the corner of my eye that he was looking at my plum bubble butt.



“What are you wearing?” He asked curiously.


I told him it’s called a jock strap and it’s often worn by athletes Because it helps the ass to breathe.



“with a big ass like that am sure it needs breathing “ he mocked.

I laughed and told him to help me get some of his clothes which  I could change into. As he stood up (still with his hard erection), he came close to the ward-robe ( where I stood ) and tried to reached for the upper shelf where he had folded some clothes.



But because there was not enough space for us at the corner where the ward-robe was situated, he had to lean into me which unavoidably, made his hard muscled naked body (as well as his penis) had to rub on me.




I don’t know if it was my mind but it felt like he was leaning closer than necessary on my body on purpose and instinct told me to respond.





I leaned back into naked His body and purposely brushed my hand over his stiff penis while pretending to excuse myself as to create sufficient space for him to get through. In that instant, he leaned more into me and then I did same (making it obvious).



“What’s up?” He asked gently....


“nothing....” i replied.




“guess these guys in the other room are not making things easy for anyone” he said as his hands slowly dropped while he leaned further on my body. His body was warm and I could perceive a whiff of his man scent on an almost died off  perfume he'd must have worn earlier in the day.




Driving my hands into his briefs, i bodly reached for his strong penis. And as i held his raw meat, i used my thumb to make a circular rotation motion with the precum on His very moistened cock head. He gasped and his hands caressed my naked thighs and ass as he said : “ is like you want me to put it inside your fat ass and fuck you like a bitch”


I couldn’t believe this Christian boy could use such language.. My entire body began to smoke asked him if he is sure he could handle me like one.


“let’s see about that" he whispered.




His precum was so much that I had already moistened his entire shaft with it while stroking his man pole. As we enjoyed the warmth of our naked bodies rubbing on each other, he tried sticking his finger into my hole and even though it was a bit relaxed as i had used the gents some moments ago, it hurt a bit because it still needed lubrication.





  I told him to use saliva or get a cream if he wanted to finger me but it seemed he heard only “saliva”  because i immediately heard him spit and in no time, his finger was finding its way inside my ass hole.   I pushed my ass back into his finger as i kept stroking his still precum oozing Penis.



Raising one leg and placing it ontop of a lower shelf in the ward-robe, i began to guide his moist thick and fat head prick into my hole. Thankfully,  my hole muscles where soft enough because am sure I would’ve screamed the whole of Lagos into panic with the way he slammed his big penis into my hole with so much force.





“ohhhhh my lord ... wow.... this is so good” he kept moaning as he enjoyed the sweetness of my hole while  driving harder into me with such stamina that myself and  ward-robe which I was holding for balance was shaking. I almost collapsed but his strong hands caught me immediately and he whispered “shhhhhh" urging me to be quiet. With his penis still in the custody of my man cunt, he walked me to the bed and continued.






It seemed i was loud because his large hands came over my mouth as his fucking intensified as if to punish me for being a nuisance.  I had just shot my second cum (without touching myself) when he began telling me in a whisper – “am gonna cum Inside you...fill you up with my cum....you want that don’t you?...you want my spunk in your ass?” He asked.






His hand was still over my mouth so I couldn’t answer. All I did was nod my head in anguish.



He raised himself off my body, put me in a doggy position ( as he pulled my waist up)  and With a command of “TAKE IT!!!!” , his both hands gripped my shoulders and he drove into me with such force that I would have smashed my head on the wall had it not been that he held me in position on my shoulder.



He held our position for a long while before getting off me. I literally collapsed on the bed as i told him he has killed me.




He giggled and said “that’s a first”. He got a large bucket of water and told me to come and bathe. As i staggered to the bathroom , i noticed he was still hard as a rock. The bathroom was pretty small. Why he wanted us to shower together was something I couldn’t understand. As we soaped our bodies, i couldn’t help myself but stare at him in admiration. 




His face, his body , his smile, his character, his dick....I told him he was too fine and he began to blush. Rinsing just his penis, i went on down on him and sucked his cock as if my life depended on it. My hands were up on his nipples and as i played with them, i caught his eyes roll up in his head.




He pulled me up, turned me around and inserted his dick into my hole. Melvin scattered my hole on the second round. I was forced to sob. He eventually shot his cum (which came with the “TAKE it” command) after which, we washed off and  slept off.




Melvin behaved as if nothing happened for several days until one night when I had slept on the couch in the living room, he came and began touching me. We fucked right there despite the fact his brother was inside his room.





I eventually got a job in Lagos and moved out from their house. Melvin fell out with his brother because according to him, he found out his brother was sleeping with his girlfriend (he sent me screen shots of the messages he had discovered in her phone ). His brother asked him to leave the house after the fall out so he’s putting up with me. He wants us to get a bigger flat and share the rent. I don’t know if to call this a relationship or just friendship because we do everything together and still have the best sex ever.







Written by
Law. G.

CELESTINE

After my NYSC, my uncle (whose name I won’t mention due to his political status)  offered me a job as his personal assistants assistant. since there was no  job forthcoming, i quickly took the offer.





I had to relocate to the state he was based and began travelling everywhere with him. The exposure and knowledge on what goes on in the corridor of power was a great eye opener for me and the benefit (wages inclusive) went a long way for me.




My uncle is always in the company of his mistress/personal assistant (whom I was the assistant), his escort (5 soldiers) and myself. We always move in a convoy of 2 and sometimes 3 (depending). In one car, My uncle and his chic would sit at the back while a soldier would sit in front on the passengers side ( beside the driver).  while in the other (car) , I stayed with the rest soldiers.





The soldiers usually referred to me as “oga broda (brother) “ or “small chairman” in reference to my relationship with my uncle who was their boss.




It is torture When you have a fetish for men in uniforms and constantly surrounded by military men. They (soldiers) where friendly towards me but because of my over consciousness on my sexuality as well as my “sort of” heterophobia mind-set, i mostly just kept quiet and behaved cordial to them.




Also, whenever am with them, the topic of women and vagina is always constant topic of discussion they really enjoyed. And because i really didn’t know what to say or contribute,  I will just sit quietly, listen to them talk while having hot steamy sex with them in my head.



Among the soldiers, i have a favourite and his name is Celestine. He was super HOT in all ramifications. His height was intimidating, he had huge solid arms, big thighs and calves that curved in the sexiest bow I'd ever seen. He was “clean” (compared to his comrades who seemed to have an unkempt appearance). What I found most appealing about him is the way his uniform sat handsomely on his muscular body in such a way that made his physique super hot.  Sometimes, when he sat, you could see the big bulge in-between his thick laps. I have masturbated several times in thoughts of having him fuck me.




One day, during one of our trips to Abuja, my uncle was attending a meeting in the senators quarters while we (just myself and the soldiers) waited for him in the car. We had just drove for several hours on empty stomach and was waiting in anguish because he (my uncle ) was taking forever (we have been waiting for over 3 hours) to finish.




Tired of waiting, i decided to look for an alternative. I quickly found a taxi which took me to a nearby restaurant where i bought enough food and drinks for us all. As i returned back to the Senate quarters, they were extremely relieved to see me with enough food and thanked me. As we all ate, an effeminate man dressed in lawyers apparel sashayed passed us while talking with an equally effeminate voice on the phone.




One of the soldiers started talking about how it still baffles him that such men exists and before i knew it, the debate on homosexuality started. They seemed to have the mind-set that gay men are rich and pay big money for men to sleep with them. They even made reference to Bob risky and how they doubted his money came solely from his bleaching products.


My uncle's driver began making hateful comments using religion as a defence. But to my surprise, Celestine hushed him up and told him he should keep his “holier than thou” attitude because they all knew he was a die hard fornicator. Everyone laughed at the driver. As expected, just like every typical Nigerian hypocrite, he used the “It is natural” route to justify his fornication. But Celestine didn’t take it. He ( Celestine) bluntly told him that the same God he thinks would punish gay people is the same God that is looking forward to punishing him. Everybody roared with laughter.





Obviously now feeling humiliated, the driver began saying he’s suspecting Celestine to be homosexual and that from henceforth, he would guard his ass.




laughing at the drivers comment, Celestine turned to me and said - "chairman abeg stand up no vex". I was a bit confused and was hesitant but he urged me and i did as he asked.


placing his large hands on my shoulders, he politely asked me to turn....and i did.


He turned to the driver and said -" if at all i go fuck man's ass, na this type nyash i go hammer. No be that your strong iron nyash wey bone full am". He even went as far as squeezing my ass cheek to show its softness. I felt so embarassed but thrilled all the same. Having his large hands squeeze my bum sent several dirty thoughts through my mind.lllmmlmm]0plllllllpp






Every one laughed so hard at the driver.



one of the soldiers asked Celestine if he would also consider fucking Bob risky as well and he replied saying that Bob risky is already a woman in his eyes and that he would rather fuck a woman  than Bob risky. Another soldier jokingly told Celestine that he was considering fucking a man's ass because he hasn't had sex for a long time.



Celestine laughed along side and responded-


"omoh eehhhh..... e be like say na true. As the thing dey do me ehhhhh If i see any hole i fit shuk o"



His mates laughed so hard at his statement and one of them asked – “like chairman broda own abi?” (referring to me)  .




“why not?” Celestine replied.  "any hole is a goal mhen.... apart from this man's fish bone ass" he said referring to the driver) . I couldn't believe what these men (especially Celestine) where saying.




One soldier whose name is Bello said that if he had too much alcohol and didn’t see pussy, he could fuck bob risky because he is pretty just like a woman.



One soldier now said he wonders how a dick can enter an ass hole giving that it is so tight. Bello responded asking him if he hadn’t watched people do anal sex in porn. “you go use vasline make the tin enter nau" Celestine added casually but still jokingly.





“that your prick sef... you sure say nyash hole fit take am so?” one of the soldiers asked Celestine.



“fada fada!!!!!!” Bello hailed Celestine with both hands raised.




“e carry the tin?” another solider asked. The response from Bello and the other soldier was epic. Both men shouted;  one fell on the floor and the other places both hands on his head; both where very dramatic and this made me laugh until my lungs hurt. Bello held out his hand and measured from his wrist to his elbow to indicate the length and girth but the other soldier who joined him in the display strongly disagreed with the assumed measurement. According to him, Bello’s assumption was less descriptive.





What they were narrating was completely unbelievable and as we were joking  and laughing, my uncle came out and We had to leave. While in the car, Celestine apologised and said he hoped I wasn't angry (for using my ass as an example) ; i told him it was nothing and I never knew he was this funny. He laughed and told me that was him on a very good day.



i came to learn that Celestine had a 6 year old daughter whose mum died during child birth. He lived with her, his mother and his younger sister (who was in boarding school). I was dedicated to communicating with him and building a relationship/ friendship outside work. As time went on, we developed a really  close friendship which led him to invite me to home to meet his family.


Celestine took after his mothers sense of humour. She was fun and seemed to be very open minded even though she wasn't educated. We (myself and his mother) bonded really fast and had so much in common. We both loved cooking and where devoted Catholics. She became the mother i once had and i treated her as such. I helped around the house doing chores, took her in my car wherever she went, spoilt her with gifts and treats and sought her counsel whenever i needed decissions or directions.



As time went on, Celestine's home became my home. Anytime i wasn't with my uncle or he (Celestine) wasn't on duty, we where both home (together) at his place. I could swear his mother knew i was gay because sometimes, she would make comments such as –



"this una love too special" or ask me jokingly when i will bring her gifts to buy her favour so that her son can marry me.





Sometimes, she would tell her son to take good care of me on her behalf. Anytime she makes such comments, Celestine and myself would laugh it off but i knew she knew exactly what she was saying.




May i also add that indeed Celestine had a super big dick. Whenever he wore loose shorts or trousers at home, you would clearly see the way it swings and the print. His mother even mocks him about it. 



I shared his room with him and anytime his mother wanted to come inside, she would knock the door and wait for a response. Sometimes she would jokingly ask if we are still naked.





We do cuddle ( upon my persistent request) anytime we are about going to bed and often, he would laugh and call me a big baby. I just loved how warm his strong hairy body was. I noticed that anytime we cuddle, Celestine doesn't have an erection like me. In all the time i have been sleeping with him on the same bed, i have never made an attempt to touch his penis because i respected him and was afraid to loose him or ruin our friendship.




As time went on, my feelings for him became so strong that it began affecting me. He had noticed something was “off" about me and had asked me several times what was going on with me (said i looked unwell). I would always lie anytime he asked and either say am tired or look for an excuse. I stopped frequenting his house and this gave his mother great concern but i assured her all was well.



It so happened that my uncle and his family travelled abroad so we (Celestine and i) where free. We where chatting on WhatsApp and i sent him my favourite love song. He listened to it and asked me if i had more love songs so i sent him. While we were chatting, to my surprise he called me.




I asked him (jokingly) if he was calling just to hear my voice and he said – “you should know already”.


One thing with Celestine is that he was naturally affectionate and one might get the wrong impression of him.




“what did I do to you?” he asked.



I laughed and asked him what he meant by such statement (even though i knew).





“on a serious note, cut the jokes” he said sharply. “why don’t you want to come around anymore? This is unlike you. Did i offend you?”




I still was thinking of a lie to come up with  when he said – “this will be the last time i will ask you; what is the matter?”






I almost entered a panic attack. “How could I tell him i have fallen in love with him and not ruin everything?” I thought to myself.




“I won’t repeat myself again" he said calling me by my name.




“I love you” was my response.



“I know that already. What is the problem?" He questioned.




He neither knew Nor understood where i was coming from. He was so naive. I didn't know how else to pass my message without sounding like a pervert.


“I want to be yours and i want you to be mine" I responded. I felt i would die from nervousness and fear.



“like...How?” He asked; very honestly.





I couldn't answer his question or explain what i meant so i just kept quiet.





Calling me by name, he asked me to talk to him. His voice was gentle and soothing but still couldn’t unlock the chains that binded my lips.




‘you mean man to man love?’ he asked.


I was still silent.



“hello? Talk nah” he said; impatiently but with a lot of humour.


“yes" i replied as i held my breath.




What followed next made me wish i had never been born.


He started to laugh. He laughed so hard and asked if that was all...



I felt so embarrassed that i said good night and ended the call. Celestine called me 2x and i didn't pick. He sent me a message and said I should NEVER disrespect him by hanging up on him and asked me to pick my calls if i don’t want him to be mad at me. I had barely read his message when his call came through.




I answered.


“Is that why you changed? Why didn’t you tell me? Infact when did you start having feelings for me?” he asked; his voice heavy with curiosity.




As i was about to talk, he just said – “infact come to the house right now. This shouldn't be a phone matter” and he hung up.



I was literally shaking as i got into my car and drove all the way to his house. It was 2:22am in the morning.



When i knocked on his door, i could hear his mother ask him to check who was at the door. I called her by her pet name and she screamed. She came to the door with Celestine and was asking me if all was well.



Celestine answered his mother by saying “ my conscience for staying away  is giving me sleepless nights” and we all laughed. His mum said good night and went into her room. 




Once myself and Celestine got into the room, he brought a chair and placed it in the middle of the room as he sat on the bed across it.


He asked me to sit on the chair and i did. Looking at his big frame in his night wear and knowing he was naked under it as usual gave me a deep stir that confused my anxiety.


Clearing his throat, he asked me why i kept this away from him and choose to a avoid him.

I first of all apologised for avoiding him but then also, i tried explaining the fact that i was afraid of been judged and thought i would end up ruining our friendship If i told him how i felt.





With his jaw resting on the knuckles of his firmly clasped hands while his gaze was transfixed on my foot as if in deep meditation, he listened attentively. When i had finished, he took a deep sigh, looked at me and asked me – “What do you want. Tell me exactly how it is on your mind”





I was confused at first because i had told him over the phone what i wanted. I didn’t know what else to say. My anxiety and frustration was making me sweat and he noticed. He asked me why i was afraid of him and I just laughed.



“I want us to be close” I managed to say eventually.



“are we not close already?” he asked.


“I mean...very close" I replied.



“You are still not talking your mind" he said... Sounding a bit irritated.



The whole thing was becoming uncomfortable for me. It felt like I was interrogated.


“I mean... like.....like....” I stammered as i ransacked my mind to find the right words and not end up sounding like a pervert.



“You want us to be fucking right?” he said impatiently.



It felt like the ground should open up and swallow me.



“yes or no?”  he asked.


I didn’t know if he was upset but nevertheless, i said yes.





He suddenly busted into a serious laughter....making me feel more stupid.


THAT WAS IT!!!! I stood up from the chair to take my leave but he quickly grabbed me by my wrist.


"Wetin dey worry you nah" he said while giggling like crazy.


"don't make me upset o" he continued while forcing a serious look..but it barely lasted five seconds before his laughter returned.


i struggled to let go of his grip but he was way too strong.



"o boy relax...this whole thing is just funny to me i swear honestly....am not laughing at you to God who made me" he busted into a louder laugh which made his mother shout his name from her room demanding he stops trying to wake the entire neighbourhood.




"dont go naw....please......baby" he laughed so hard his knees almost gave way. He obviously amused at his calling me "baby" because he said "Cele you don suffer...chai...jesus".




He had laughed so hard that his eyes where teary.



"but on a serious note...how we want do am? i never do that kain tin before nah...." he said as he tried his best to suppress his laughter. He tried hugging me but i shrugged him off.



"you no love me again?" he said sarcastically. As he kept trying to hug me, i could feel his cock brush my thighs.


He sat down on his bed and carried me on his laps as if i was a child.


"why you dey do like woman? ehhh? baby?" he asked while rubbing my back gently. I knew he was joking and it really annoyed me how he thought my emotions was something to make ridicule of.



"how we go do am nau?" he asked. His voice loosing the humour.


"do what?" i asked.



“honestly, i like you wella.... Infact i love you no be lie...But i never do man to man before...i dey laugh because i never reason this kain level for my life"



I told him i understood and and politely told him I wanted to sleep.



When i got on the bed, he asked me if i was still angry with him... I told him i was fine as i turned And faced the wall.




“is that your new sleeping position?” he asked. I didn’t reply him.



Surprisingly, he cuddled up behind me and began apologising. When he realised i wasn’t  giving in, He started to tickle me and i was forced to laugh.





“assuming say we want fuck now” he continued... “ how are we going to go about it? Are we going to do each other or what?” he asked earnestly.





I sighed out of frustration as i turned and laid on my back while starring blankly at the ceiling. His head was resting  on his left hand which was held up by his elbow. His right hand was still resting idly on my chest.




“it’s the one you enjoy that you will do isn’t it?” i said without having the energy to argue or explain.


“If its like that , then i like to fuck because am good at it.. you know, some people have a big dick but cannot use it. But as for me; I know I try " he sort of bragged.






“which one do you do ?” he asked.



I told him i enjoy getting fucked and he laughed. “that means we fit each other right?”....once again he started to giggle. All the while we talked, his fingers travelled idly on my chest and occasionally, brushing my nipples.




He started asking me if anal sex hurts me and if i enjoy it. We causally started taking about sex and what we enjoyed. He told me How women run from his dick , how he isn’t crazy about sex but makes sure he enjoys it as much as his partners, how he fantasises about anal sex (with women ) and cumming in someone’s mouth. When i told him i swallow, his eyes grew wide with surprise.




“you don’t mean it!!!!!” he said excitedly.



I also told him i like big dicks alot and he asked if I could take a dick as big as his own. I asked him if I could touch his dick to see if i could take it; he laughed and said “go ahead” but also warned that it wasn’t up. I didn’t mind...I touched his dick and it was so fleshy and big even at rest.




I gently stroked his cock through the soft cotton of his night wear.... “kiss me” i whispered into his ears.  He took a deep breath, pecked my cheeks and began to laugh. I feigned annoyance and attempted to resumed my previous sleeping position but pulled me back and told me to behave myself.





He cuddled me once again and my hands returned to his member. I began to feel the trimmed pubic hair through the fabric. My fingers went up to his nipples and I fondled them. I undid his buttons and was able to gain access to one of his huge pecs and nipples. I kissed and sucked on them and as i did, i felt his hands rub my back.






I got on top of him and began tounging his neck which felt so smooth on my tongue. I brought my lips to his and he received it. We kissed slowly and with each passing second, our kiss became deeper. I took off his seep gown and he took off my shirt.




Embracing his warm naked body to mine is something beyond words. I didn’t spare an inch of his body with my tongue. His body was so sensitive that groaned and moaned while i worked on him. When i eventually got to his cock which was now fully charged, i was dazzled. It was so thick and long.




G O S H !!!!!!!


My jaw literally dropped for close to 5 minutes and he began to giggle. I began to suck him. Taking as much dick as I  could in my mouth, i sucked him while using my hands to wank the rest of his meat my mouth couldn’t take. He moaned so sweetly as he slowly thrust into my mouth in such a rhythm that made me wish i could get fucked. After i had sucked his giant penis to my satisfaction, i couldn't help but just stop to admire the cock as i held it in my hand in complete awe. 






“what are you thinking about...is it too big for you?” he asked.



“it is very big honestly”....I confessed..... “but let’s try and see if i can carry it” I said as i got off him and went to my toilet bag (which I had kept in his room for use anytime I was around) to fetch my lube.




“are you sure about this?” he asked nervously as i rubbed his penis with a lot of lubricant.


“Am sure it can enter if you go slow on me.... Just finger me first so that my ass can relax" i said. One thing with me is that am very direct with instructions as to how i like to be pleased so that my partner wouldn't struggle or make wrong guesses. Besides a newbie like Celestine needed to be guided accordingly.





As i snuggled up to his warm hairy body and began sucking his nipples, i could feel his fingers gently travelling through the valley of my spine and then finding its way in-between my soft bubble butt to meet my already lubed ass hole.




Once his finger began to penetrate my hole, we began kissing again. This time it was full of intense passion.



“your hole is so wet baby" he moaned with a whisper while we kissed as his fingers drove deeper and deeper into my hole. He pulled me ontop of his body once more and with one hand, he grabbed one of my ass cheeks so hard as pulled it, as if making sure my hole was stretched properly. As he fingered me, i whispered in his ears to make it 2 fingers. “Yes baby" he replied and stuck two fingers inside me. I gasped and began rotating my waist as well as clapping my ass on his fingers while twerking.



TWACK!!!!!!!!


He spanked me hard with his free hand and roughly squeezed my ass cheeks harder. “shake that ass again baby” he ordered. As i twerked, the spank landed again on my ass as his two large fingers forced their way deeper than ever.



I now positioned his fat dick cap on my hole and began to push down on it. It was just impossible because it won’t enter. He grabbed both my ass cheeks and pulled them apart so rough and hard that it hurt. Fortunately, the cap managed to enter eventually. I kept pushing down slowly while rotating my hips and clapping my ass cheeks on the rest of his pole that was awaiting entrance. He on the other hand was responding by slowly thrusting.


Celestine removed his dick, spat on his hand, rubbed it on his lubed dick and expertly re-positioned his penis back to my hole. With one thrust, Miraculously, the half of his dick just went inside my hole At once. I felt his penis hit something inside me that made all my muscles suddenly get stiff but i forced myself to relax and not panic.




He expertly rolled over me, raised my legs to his shoulder , removed his penis from my hole, coughed/ hacked saliva (which I think was grouse),  Rubbed it on his penis and re-entered me. And just like that, every thing just entered. I could feel the entire content of my stomach shift and I began to tremble. I begged him to wait while my systems adjusted and thankfully, he did.



“wow....you are really sweet i tell you” he said with passion. I asked him to kiss me and he didn’t hesitate. While we kissed, he didn’t thrust until i made the first move by moving my waist upwards to give him the go ahead.





Celestine began fucking me and i literally felt the room spin. The ecstasy was too much to endure. He neither was rough nor gentle. He just drove his XXXL into my ass hole in such a manner that my entire body, mind and soul welcomed it without complain.



I was afraid his mother would hear us because it was completely impossible not to moan having such a monster trapped in your stomach. On the other hand, it seemed like Celestine was having an out of body experience because he kept saying senseless things and gasping. His sweat poured on me like rain as he fucked. I played with his nipples as we kissed simultaneously.




The way pre-cum oozed from my dick as he fucked me was something I have never experienced before. It was so thick that it fell in dollops and in large quantities.




Celestine thrust rhythm became so slow as he started gasping “oh my God....oh my God”. I knew he was cumming and I really wanted his juice in my mouth desperately. I began begging to be fed his man juice and just as i was speaking, he withdrew his penis from my now loose was hole and guided it to my mouth. I had barely started sucking as hot sperm flooded my mouth.



Celestine groaned and trembled like crazy as he kept off loading his cum in my mouth. He raised one of  my legs and entered me again. He continued fucking me; but this time it was hard and hot. I couldnt control myself anymore....the pain and joy was so overwhelming that I began to groan and almost screamed in passion as my cum shot off like a river. Celestine didn’t stop. He fucked me for almost another 30 minutes until he was exhausted. I don’t know if he came because all through the time he re-penetrated me, he was seriously moaning like someone who was about cumming.




We both took our shower and went to bed. I woke up before him to make breakfast and I realised his mother wasn’t home. When he woke up, we fucked again in the living room. Thankfully, my hole hadn't closed so it was not too much of a struggle for him to enter.




His mother still behaves as if nothing happened. Perhaps she truly was sleeping and didn’t hear us the night we first had sex.






My life is much happier now with Celestine in it and also, am also thankful I have a mother future in my life. 



Though this town is boring, i truly don’t mind. I don’t know any gay man or friend here and I like it that way. Just me, Celestine, his mother and work.






Written by
Aziz D.

HOW I STARTED

Three years ago, after many years of job hunting, i finally got a job in an IT company  in Lagos.



Work wasn't much fun because most (if not all) of my colleagues where much younger than myself (am in my 40s and my colleagues where in their 20s) . Not like it mattered to me but i was evidently the odd one out. My direct supervisor (who was far younger than me) was a typical BITCH and saw it as sports to use me as an example to display the authority of her position. After all, i was the oldest so who was the perfect target if power needed to be exercised? ME!!!!





I couldn't resign. Not in the state of the country and the everlasting wait i had undergone before i got the job.



I couldn’t get along with anyone. These younglings where rude, spoilt and outright disrespectful.  All i did was stay on my lane, mind my business and do my damn job.




My company had a training as well as a meet and greet party for all our sister branches world wide in south Africa and some staff from my company where selected to attend. Miraculously, i happened to be among the selected few.



Cape town was gorgeous but as usual, i was a lone ranger. During the dinner party, a very tall handsome man seemingly not much older than myself gave a welcome speech and from his speech, i got to know he was once a general supervisor over all the west African branches and now was a director.  His salary no doubt would have been staggering. As he spoke, i looked at him with deep admiration and wished i had his life.





After his speech, I was busy minding my business and drinking my champagne when a deep smooth voice said “excuse me". Turning around, i almost had a heart attack. It was the man who had just given the speech. He offered me a hand shake and i bowed and shook his hands. He seemed clearly embarrassed at my gesture but i didn't care.




“i don't think we have met" he said with a soft smile.


I didn't waste a second to introduce myself.



Sensing my nervousness, he told me to calm down. And all i could do was laugh like an idiot and apologised. He told me he had noticed i was alone all evening and asked if he could keep me company.

I just opened my mouth.... Completely dumb founded.



Was i hearing right????




I told him he was most welcome.



He asked if i would like to take a walk with him and i was relieved at his suggestion. Crowds and noise weren't my thing. If not that my stupid supervisor was around and was watching my team like a hawk, i would have just stayed in my room.





We walked out into the open cold crisp air and sat on a marble slab beside a fountain.  The noise from the busy city could be heard from a distance as the water of the fountain danced to a symphony coming from a hidden speaker somewhere.





He asked me questions about myself including my private life and i answered honestly. He also shared his story with me on how he persevered to get to his position as well as how he survived and gathered the pieces of his life after a bitter divorce. At first i didn't know if it was depression or loneliness that made him give this too much information; but all the same, i listened.





As we spoke, a waiter was carrying bottles of champagne with glasses to the hall of the event and Leslie stopped him and collected a big bottle. How we ended up drinking everything is something am yet to figure out  . At a point, i felt my bladder was about to burst and i wanted to urinate. I excused myself and told him i would be back immediately.


As i walked into a nearby gents and began to urinate, Leslie came beside me, brought out his penis and started to urinate. Instinctively, i looked at his cock but immediately caught myself and looked away when i remembered who he was. He laughed and said "feel free to compare" you are much bigger.



Maybe it was the alcohol that got me because Hearing him say this, made me to look at his penis properly.





To the best of my knowledge, it is not a big deal for guys (straight) to compare their penises so i took it as one of those things.




Leslie was already erect. His dick was long and black like the rest of his body.



“not bad" i said.



"mhen you are big" he complimented as he grabbed my penis while i was still urinating. I just laughed. I didn't find it offensive that he held my penis. On several occassions my friends have grabbed my dick because they where in awe of it. Also, hearing  compliments of my dick was something i was very much used to. I smiled in appreciation and thanked him.







"lets go to my room so we could talk more and i could have  a better look of that big cock". He said with a wink.





Honestly, nothing "gay" came to my mind. Instead, it was breaking ethics i was concerned about.


“was it rude to refuse his invite or were we now actual friends for real?” i thought to myself. I was still contemplating when the lift opened and we where walking through an exotic corridor. Obviously this was a different floor for V.I.Ps.




We got to a door which he unlocked and once we stepped in, my jaw dropped. The room was massive and luxurious. He told me to feel free as he undressed and stepped into the bathroom.




I stripped down to my boxers and was feeling dizzy from the alcohol. We where still talking about work and Leslie was telling me about opportunities he thought i should take in our company.



In the course of our discussion i drifted off to sleep. What woke me up was a sweet sensation i felt on my dick. I opened my eyes to see Leslie sucking me. To be sincere, i had never felt anything thing as sweet as what i felt that day. I enjoyed it so much that i didn't want him to stop. I began to thrust into his mouth deeper and deeper while he fingered my ass hole with a cream whose fragrance smelt so nice. Nobody has ever done such to me before and it felt so good in a weird way.





In a short while, he was over me and we where kissing while his dick was already deep inside my ass.



I don't know if it was the alcohol or lust that took over my senses because i saw myself opening my ass so wide for him to fuck as we kissed like crazy. He was wanking my dick while fucking me as i was fingering his ass hole like mad.



In the heat of the passion, he started grunt and shake and i felt him release his sperm in my hole. He came too quick... just when i was enjoying everything. I held his waist with one hand urging him to keep fucking me while i took over masturbating my dick with the other hand but unfortunately, i couldn't cum despite my dick was so charged that it ached pretty bad.




We kissed for a while and then i had to go to toilet to pass out his sperm. While in the toilet, my dick was still hard and all i could think about was putting it inside a hole.



He had just fucked me, so it was only fair i returned the favour.




I cleaned up and got into the bed room. He was lying face down still naked. His dark hairless and smooth skin seemed to glow in the dim light.




I spanked his bare soft ass and told him to wake up because i wanted my turn.



“how can he fuck me and sleep without me having my own share?”



I grabbed the cream he used on me (which was lying on the bed), rubbed some on my dick and used some to finger his hole.




I was more than happy when he raised his ass up and opened his hole for me to enter. Without wasting time, i began to penetrate him.



My dick cap is big and it must have hurt him because he screamed in pain once it pierced through his hole. He told me to stop but it was too late for that. I held him down and kept pushing deeper and deeper into his tight warm anus. Because he kept protesting, I laid flat on his back, held him tight and gradually, in no time, all my complete 10 inches dick was inside him.



I started fucking vagina since i was 13 years but NEVER in my whole 42 years of living have i felt a hole so sweet, tight, deep and juicy like a man's hole. It felt like the world ended inside his hole. At first, Leslie was grunting in pain but later, he started to moan “fuck me baby....o fuck me”. Hearing another man moaning because of my rod was beyond exciting. I began doing many things (thrust techniques) to hear how his moans changed to the rythm of my thrusting. I don't know how long i fucked him but i was certain i went nothing less than 3 rounds that night (mostly because of the alcohol and the sweetness of his hole).






When i had fucked to my satisfaction, i slept off on his back with my dick buried in his sperm filled hole. The creamy sensation was out of description. I was totally spent and drained of cum and energy.






We both woke up late the next morning and though i  was limping slightly, poor Leslie could barely walk. I laughed and teased him all through the day.  He tried defending himself saying that “ he was not prepared”.





Because he was making excuses and arguing with me, i demanded a re-match and he immediately declined. We was such a weakling.





We had ate and got chauffeured round the city for site seeing. We also went shopping and bought each other things (although his where more expensive)







I spent 3 more days after my supposed day of departure and we fucked twice. Eventually, i came back to Nigeria and in less than a month, i was attending managerial trainings. I visited Leslie in his home in Nairobi and was stunned at his residence. He introduced me his big friends who are into “the stuff" ( man to man action) and it has sort of opened my eyes to a new world.





Leslie loves me too much and i do too. But i don't know how he would feel if i get married to a woman... am even afraid to bring up the topic because he is too emotional.

Maybe i will just have kids and be no woman's husband.




Written by
Ben

MY FIRST SEX WITH A SOLDIER (AT MANGU YOUTH CAMP)

It all started at the gate where soldiers, police and camp officials were searching corps members. I arrived around 12 noon with two female prospective corps members that I got acquainted with on the bus.. The girls and every other returning corps members were allowed to get pass the gate to point where their luggage would be searched with the terminal used for searching except me.
      






         I sensed trouble  when female soldier stopped me just before the terminal and asked me to follow her with my luggage.... She took me to one of the boots at the gate, her first question was if I smoke, I said no she asked me to open my palm which I did, she then asked me to show him my nails and I did as well. She continued and asked me to open the locks of my bag, which I did.. She carefully searched every bit of my bag, my cloth even the pockets. As if not satisfied, she then asked me why my lips is so dark........ Lol that's when I knew what she was looking for. At that point I have reached my boiling point and about loosing my cool, the expression in my face has changed, I didn't mind her uniform anymore. I have decided to keep mute to any more question that will come from her. Then a voice from a car that was driving in said something in Hausa and the female soldier saluted and replied in Hausa. I didn't turn to see who was talking to her, rather I was busy arranging my bag. Then the car drove in, shortly a light skinned average height muscular and unusually handsome soldier emerged and asked me to come with him. All story short, he facilitated my accreditation. Before he left, he took my phone and dialled his number and asked me to call him if I needed anymore help.



After arranging my things in the hostel and made my bed, I commenced with the second segment of accreditation  which was the ICT REGISTRATION.






When I got there I met a multitude of corps members waiting on the queue of ten lines that seems to move once in every 2hours I joined the line and was waiting for my turn that seemed like forever. My problem was not the stagnancy of the line or the hot sun; but what the annoying soldiers were doing with we the “ patient ones” on the queue.






They ordered some of us to sit on the floor , carry our files on our head,  verbal abused us, asked us dance to the rhythm of different tuneless music which they had composed for us........





As if that wasn't enough, they went as far as checking our faces to know those that were frowning or not responding to their bullying. If they noticed you were frowning, they will order you to leave the line and go to the end of it ( no matter how close you are to the ICT unit).








I was asked to go to the back countless times because I refused to "smile while suffering". When I couldn't bear the humiliation anymore, I started sorting for PLAN B which involved bribing one of the camp official to grant me easy pass into the office because that was what most people were doing; but my effort failed . That's when I remembered the last thing #prince charming told me when he dialled his number with my phone.








As i quickly brought out my phone to call him, it turned out i couldn't find his number in my call log anymore. I had changed my sim in attempt to get a stronger network without saving the number. I hated myself for that, not just because I couldn't get him to help  but because I couldn't get to know his intentions. All story short, it took me two day before I could do the ICT registration.

          Fast forward to 5days later when I have lost hope and forgotten about him (Prince charming), then he resurfaced again.






It was Sunday evening , I went to mami market with a new friend I made in camp whom I will refer to as Lekan. We were still scanning the market to know which restaurant to eat from that night, when suddenly, a deep angry voice called  my name from one of the restaurants we had just passed. I  turned to know who was calling....... Lo and behold, it was him. My long lost HELPER.



I exploded in joy when saw him but dared not show any form of emotions. I excused my friend and went to meet him. He was seated with one other soldier and three female corp members. Every one responded to my greetings except him.




“ why haven't you called?” he queried.  I explained the ordeal with my phone  and apologized not saving his number. I also thanked him once again for the help rendered the previous day and he asked me to take seat beside him. He introduced me to the other soldier as his Igbo friend.... Etc.






After eating he paid for the food and drinks both mine and that of Lekans. I got relieved when I found out in the midst of our conversations  that none those girls were with him.






When we were leaving I asked him to call his number for me so that I will save it this time, he refused and rather asked me to call mine so that he will call me instead. That's how we officially exchange contacts.






Next day, as at 10am, In my attempt to dodge SAED lectures, I fell into an AWKWARD MOMENT in the bathroom (which I will still share here in due time)... So when I came out from the bathroom, the soldiers were already chasing people out from the hostel.  As I entered the hostel to dress up, one of the soldiers said he will give me two minutes to dress up and leave the hostel. I didn't respond ''YES SIR'' as we had been instructed to do whenever an instruction or order was been given.








The other soldiers noticed and picked it as an offence. They began cursing and shouting at me. I apologised and remained calm while hoping they would round up and leave so that i could stay back in the hostel;  but NO, this one particular soldier was so mean that he waited  for me to dress up and leave the hostel.







Trying to push my luck, i lazily began to dress up and everything escalated. The soldier told me that he would take me to he guard room because I was being too stubborn. At this point, I began to panic out of fear to the point i started shivering (i was feigning a cold). The soldiers got afraid and asking me if I was sick. They said I shouldn't have taken my bath yet since the weather was still cold.  before they knew it I slumped. one of them suggested carrying me  to the clinic but the hot headed one refused and said I may go to the clinic and twist the story. They concluded I'd be taken to their hostel to quench the cold first and then possibly , resolve whatever health issue. When we got to their hostel, Idris was there in regular (civilian) clothing .







He asked them something in Hausa and they responded. Giving them signal, they took me  to his quarters.



I was laid on his bed and Idris told them he would take it from there. The soldiers left and he (Idris) locked the door behind them.




Determined to finish what I started, i kept on shivering even when the other soldiers had left. The weather also helped because it was quite cold (so no one will assume I was actually faking it). When idris locked the door, my mind flipped, I feared the worst (even if I would have a ruffle with him, I wouldn't want it to be without proper consent ).








I maintained my cool. He carefully undressed me leaving just the small pant I was putting on. Made for his back pack and brought a container which he poured some of its content on his palm. As he rubbed his palm together, i got turned onn.




Because my erection was creating am obvious bulge on my pants, I forced my mind to think of other things order than sex to avoid embarrassment.  He came to where I was lying and started massaging the whole of my body concentrating mostly on my hands, palm, legs and ribs with the ointment which I suspected to be either olive or coconut oil.







He had great massage skills and it was so good that i forced myself not to moan.






When he was satisfied with the temperature of my palm  and feet he stopped. ( By then, I had stopped shivering).






He dressed me up in his trouser and sweater because the only clothing i had (which they brought me with)  was my white vest and short.





He covered me with his blanket and  unlocked the door. He came sat beside me, took my hand and called my name while squeezing my hand. I answered inwardly and opened my eyes tiredly, my eyes locked with his and he asked what happened?... I closed my eyes  not  long I slept off.







When i eventually woke up, Idris and i ate and talked for a while. In the course of our discussion, i concluded that Idris is just being a nice fellow.. not necessarily because he fancied me.  Besides, he had every opportunity to do/try whatever he wanted but he didn't; even though I had spent the whole day with him.




He asked me to pass the night in his  quarters and i did.




Absolutely nothing happened.




Then came another fateful evening during movie night (a social activity which was held in a multipurpose hall any night  we didn't have night programme/event).





For some reasons, Idris is not always on camp.  I did ask him; but he told me he sleeps in the camp mostly on Sundays and Mondays .






It happened that he called me that evening to inform me that he was in the camp and i should come to his quarter which was unusual...  Aside the day I faked being sick, we only meet at the Mammy market. So I didn't give it much of a thought.








When i told him that the soldiers wouldn't allow me to pass their stations, he asked me where I was so he could come get me from there. I told him i was in the multipurpose hall and he asked me to come wait for him at the pavilion ( so that he could locate me easily). I told Lekan where i was going to and said good bye.





Idris came to pick me up and we drove to his quarters. Once we settled,  We started discussing. At a point, he asked me how many girls I “have gotten”, I told him none. He asked me why and I told him that there is no need since we may end up not posted in the same local government area and moreover there was no privacy in the camp so having a girlfriend was of no use.








When he asked me how I manage the cold weather, I told him I have my sweaters and blanket... He asked if I hadn't had sex with anyone yet.... I laughed and answered





"as if its possible in this regimented environment "




Him: you can't be serious..


Me: how is it  possible?




Him: well it is.... But can you if you have opportunity?





Me: I may; in a right state of mind.



Him: can you try new things on bed?




Me: (already knowing where our conversation was heading to) yea....  that is if the new thing turns me on.





Him: (laughing)... Bad boy.

He paused for a while as he Breathed heavily. I need your help with something.... And please don't say no. He continued





Me: i will not,.... I promise.






He got up from the mattress, locked the door and motioned me to stand and I did.




He hugged me so tight... I felt his solid bulge on me. At this point, I couldn't fight  my hard on... So I relaxed and returned the hug. I held him so tight as well. I believed my response and my bulge he felt gave him the impression that the so called "new thing" turned me on.








Our lips met...first; in a slow and passionate rythm which led to a fiery tango. Our hands explored each others body and as if our clothes where a hindrance, we quickly took off our shirts. The warmth of chests felt so thrilling that i couldn't resist licking them as well as his firm nipples. He reciprocated immediately i had tongue served him. Having his wet tongue lick my body and suck my nipples made me moan in ecstacy.






He lifted my feet off the ground and carried against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist while we continued to explore our mouths.




After some minutes of passion, he carried me and carefully placed me on the bed.... Clothes and belts tearing off...






Within seconds, we were both naked...I grabbed his dick!




His cock was so very big. It was thick and long and slightly curved. I sucked and tried to dip throat it but it was choking me and no matter how hard i tried, my mouth could only go further few inch past the cap.





But nevertheless, i did my best by taking as much cock as the capacity of my mouth could while using my saliva and both hands to massage and stroke the rest of his long and fat veiny shaft my mouth couldn't take.





He moaned as he thrust into my hands and my mouth. After a while, he took over. He took me in his mouth and sucked me so well. He went for my balls and then my ass hole. Every part of me was exploding like a bomb.





Finally , he went to his backpack and brought the same oil he use to massage me earlier and a pack of Condom. He opened one sachet and handed it to me to wear on his elephant cock.  I told him it wasn't necessary since I wont be able to receive him .






Without any argument , he wore the condom over my pole, applied the oil (coconut oil) ,on my dick and  Laid face down.





Seeing his broad muscular back and firm hairy bubble butt made my head dance. I wasted no time to part his cheeks and bury my face in it. I ate his ass like it was a ripe sweet mango until i had my fill.
I tôok some of the oil, rubbed it all over his ass and then made  for his hole..... Fingering him first with one finger, then  two. As i tried to insert the third finger, he flinched and I stopped.






After i applied more oil to my dick and in his ass hole, i gradually began to insert my dick into his man-vagina. I rocked Back and fort slowly  and patiently until i was completely buried inside him. He felt so tight and sweet.






I banged few more times and he signalled me to  stop. Turning around, he laid on his back and raised his hairy muscular legs up. I aimed my 8.9 inches dick at his hole and slîd back into him. He gasped and grabbed me while moaning and begging to be fucked. I fucked his ass to the best of my ability while wanking his very big dick with both hands (which it required).







  It didnt take loñg when he jolted up and crashed back on the bed several times as he started shooting his cum. His moan and the force at which he tightened his ass on my dick as his sperm shot out like rockets, took me  to a shattering climax. 







After we kissed and caught our breath, i dressed up and left for my hostel. Before I got to the Hall, my phone beeped to an incoming message. I checked the message and it read "THANKS BRO".




With a smile, i responded – “with all pleasure.”





Written by
V. Chuks