TALES FROM SANTO DOMINGO

It was a late Thursday evening in downtown Santo Domingo. I was in a

cybercafe near my barrio (Neighborhood). Inside the cybercafe I was

surrounded by all latinos and latinas who speak Spanish. Then came

this black guy, Brian. He sat a sit next to mine. He noticed I was

making use of English and that I was on a gay site "manjam". He then

started a conversation in English, he told me he was Jamaican and he

was in Dominican republic as a worker in an American English call

center based in Zona Franca, Santo Domingo. I told him, I am a

Nigerian and was studying architecture at the University of Technology

in Santo Domingo and that I was also looking for vacation job,

immediately we exchanged our numbers and that's where it all started.

The first message I got from him was, "I saw you were on manjam, I

have a Big Package as all black men do". At first I scrambled to know

who sent the message and secondly to get the meaning of the of the

message, all of a sudden, the same number called me as I was trying to

fix myself out, "Its me Brian the Jamaican guy you just met at the

cybercafe, I sent you the message, I'm bisexual for real and I've got

a big cock, I have crush for you, can we make love?" Since I came to

Dominican Republic I have not had gay sex, I was in a long heat period

and always fantasizing having gay sex with every guy I saw passing on

the street. You know the Caribbeans have very sexy cute guys and

girls, everyone there is fine no one is ugly over there. I needed gay

sex so badly that I was daily on the net searching for gays to have

sex with, only to get this greenlight on a platter of gold, from a guy

that is my spec and my type of nigga. He is over 6 feet tall and was

so dark complexioned, his black color is a beauty to behold, he was as

cute as a model with very attractive lean athletic body and fit/lean

muscled body, cute face, carved side-beards, dreads, athletic chest,

same goes to his shoulders and had attractive tiny ear rings. He was a

replica of Usain Bolt, though darker than Bolt in complexion. All

these imaginations ran through my head as I was talking to him on the

phone. When I asked where he was, he then said I should come to the

Recreation park at the back of En-Sanchez la Paz, I headed

immediately. He was sitting on a sit-out I joined him, he offered me

coconut water drink, we both drank as he was smoking cigar (the Big

type of Cigarette), as we were drinking, we started talking about our

countries Jamaica and Nigeria, my eyes wouldn't go away from this guy,

and his eyes were all over me as well. The body chemistry was all over

us, we needed to eat each other as fast as possible. All of a sudden

he told me to escort him to the Recreation Park's toilet with a wink

of his eye. Immediately I sensed what was up we were going there to

do, my dick became so hard as it had never been before in my life,

making it difficult for me to walk properly. It was a wonderful

thought going through my mind as in - to have sex with a black

straight acting Jamaican who looks like Usain Bolt. This ofcourse was

my first gay sex with a foreigner outside Nigeria, and it happened to

be a black Jamaican. When we got to the toilet, he chose the toilet at

the end, and I followed him in, he locked the door and forcefully

grabbed me into a raw and rough phyical kiss, he was so hyperactive,

all parts of his body were at work, his strong hairy athlectic hands

hovering all over me, his rolling hip and pelvics doing Jamaican wine

on me and pressing me hard in a man-to-man romantic smooching, It was

so tight and intense that my life depended on it at that moment and I

wasn't giving up. He sure must have been sex starved or probably

excessively passionate about having gay sex with a real African for

the first time in his life. As he romanced me Jamaican style, I

romanced him back Nigerian style. It was fire-for-fire, Jamaica vs

Nigeria. We romanced for over 20 mins and got tired of romance. Then

we pulled our clothes off for another round of romance, I saw his

plantain sized dick, I shivered, it was so huge and hung, no wonder he

had a flat ass. His dick was so huge but very beautiful, succulent. He

really had a "Big Package" according to him. We continued in a frenzy

of romance, this time my warm body glued on to his cold body in casual

romance and role plays. He had started treating my soft body as that

of a woman and fingering my very little and tight man hole, while I

had already began worshiping his sexy lean athletic body as the man he

is. He played with my nipples, caressed my soft ass, spanked my ass,

most times he was verbal though more of whispers. I could see a lot of

passion in this guy, his body was so flexible and sexy. He now

whispered to me "Suck my cock, man?".. I knelt and began sucking his

dick, as I was sucking his dick I was saying in my mind "I go show you

what Nigerians are made of". The guy was rotating and rolling his hip

anyhow and everyhow in estacy as he trusts in and out of my mouth,

jirating some Jamaican creole languages and slangs, while he held on

to my head rubbing it and intermittently squeeze my nipples or either

bend down to join our lips in a short kisses, While I extended my

hands to play with and romance his nipples and abs. All of a sudden,

he pulled me up, bent me over and gave my gaping hole which he has

been fingering intermittently and lubed earlier the fuck which it

needed. As he fucked me, I fucked him back in pleasure. O Yeah..., it

was painful considering his monster dick, but I surrendered all my ass

and tight hole to him to pound in pleasure as I couldn't resist a

model like him. All his hands were all over my body as if he had 20

hands, his scrotum (balls) slapping my ass the way I'd longed for. It

was verbal but all whispers. He told me all sorts of sweet nothings

and mumurings, showing the height of his passion and pleasure for my

ass. After some time, he intensified his trusts violently holding on

my hips and ass very tightly. As I noticed he was about to climax, I

tightened the muscles of my hole on his dick to grip it so tight and

then I held his hard athlectic lean/flat buttocks so tightly with my

hands gluing his pelvics to my soft fleshy ass, as he was shivering

and pulsating in estacy with his climax as if electric was shocking

him.He filled the condom with his man juice. We stayed like that for

about 2 mins, then he pulled out and poured the cum in his condom on

my ass.. I later climaxed as I wanked, kissed and romanced him. He

kissed me and said "thank you" and spanked my fleshy ass one more

time. Then we came out of the toilet codedly one after the other. He

told me I am the first Nigerian and Real African guy he had sex with,

and that I was real good, freaky and sweet. What would I say, I had

sex with a real bisexual Jamaican nigga. We were having sex

intermittently at hotels, cabanas, or in the house, just any where

that was convenient. He later connected me to an American English Call

Center Company where I took exam, passed and got employed with bumper

pay

Written by
Dennis I.

KONJI (HORNY) DILEMA

I have never been lucky with girls. Guess because i still live with my parents and not yet gainfully employed even though i have finished my university education and served.

I hardly get laid and have tried everything in the book (from working out to have triceps, biceps and pacs to  flashing my cock on twitter) hoping some thirsty lady will crave my big cock.. but at the end of the day , nothing seemed to work.. they all ask for money or gifts which i can't afford.

I have a best friend (Jerry) who lives just few blocks from my house and we are always in each others company. So it happened that his cousin whose name is Collins came to live with them in search for a job in Lagos.

I like Collins cos he's such a good company. He talks alot and has an answer or name to give absolutely anybody and anything. There was no dull moment with him. Collins didn't behave like a bitch although he sagged alot and had a big ass which  usually wriggles as he walked. (We always made fun it ).

We 3 (myself, my best friend and collins) began hanging out all the time. One day, we were in Jerrys ( my best friend) room and he shared an update he saw in a group on Facebook called THE MEN IN NIGERIA. It was about what you would do if you woke up as the opposite sex. We began sharing our opinion and having a good laugh about it. Myself and jerrys opinion was about making money and milking some millionaire dry ; but Collin had a different perspective. He said he will give me pussy just test my fucking skills.

I was surprised by his statement and so was Jerry.  Jerry began mocking him and calling him ‘fag' for making that comment. He accused collins of wanting to get dicked by me and Even though we were all laughing and knew he was joking about it,  it struck an odd thought in me.

“why would Collins assume to want to be a woman just to test another guys sex skill if not that he; some how, wanted to actually taste it” i thought to myself.

I began recollecting  discussions we've had and one particular one stood out. Some time before,  i had asked him to hook me up with a sugar mummy and had gone as far as giving him my twitter account (just for marketing purposes incase he knew any woman) . Soon after,  i started getting his likes and sleezy comments on my photos. I paid no attention to it. In my mind, it was one of those silly comments guys usually make....well....not until now.

Gradually, i began to take good notice of Collins ass...even the thought of having my dick in his ass slowly began to creep into my subconscious. On several occasions, i caught myself looking at his ass and noticing how well rounded it curved. I began to imagine the magnitude of softness it must have that made it wriggle and bounce the way it usually does.  Dirty thoughts began coming into my head and the more i tried fighting them, the stronger they became. After great effort of fighting, It stopped. I'd thought i had finally overcame my thoughts until one morning.

I had woken up one early Sunday morning and my dick was so hard it felt like it was going to get ripped apart. I had wanked the previous night and wanked again that morning but i wasn't satisfied at all.  My dick was still standing like a nepa pole. I  desperately needed to fuck a hole so bad.

It had been several months i fucked last. (my last time was during The festive period with one of those village girls in my home town who threw themselves at you just because you came from the city).

I was almost running mad by ransacking my brain on who would give me a pity fuck but there was no one. The picture of my dick getting into Collins big ass kept coming up in my head  and the more i shoved it aside, the more it persisted. As if the devil was on duty, my mother asked me to go to Jerrys house and iron her church clothes as well as my younger siblings because we didn't have power. (Jerrys father ran a paint manufacturing industry which was situated in their compound so they had power most of the time).

I felt like i was heading to the lions den as i made my way to jerrys house  with the clothes. The thoughts of doing stuff with him completely invaded my head and deep in my heart, i felt an odd certainty that something was definitely going to happen if i got to that house. But i assumed there would be people when i get to jerrys place so i really didn't bother.

Jerrys family where Catholics and usually attended first and second mass (for whatever reasons) while Collins and some of jerry siblings attend the evening mass.

When I knocked on the door, i was surprised to see just Collins. The house seemed deserted which was extremely rare. He informed me everyone had gone to mass except him (which was very odd). I told him i came to iron some clothes and he volunteered to help with some.

As he backed me While he ironed, i couldn't help but look at his ass. Noticing the perfectly shaped roundness and how it wriggled sublty as he ironed, i began to find his ass quite attractive. Needing to confirm if he was down to volunteer that bouncy ass for my plowing, i re-activated the  discussion about waking up as the opposite sex. At first he sort of denied that he didn't mean what he said but i pressured him as well lured him by asking him if he liked how big my dick was (as he'd seen on twitter).

He became so shy that he just starred at his feet sheepishly as he shuffled them. I couldn't believe that this sharp tongued dude could swallow his tongue. Before I could find the next words to say, “can i fuck your ass?” rolled out of my mouth. We both starred at each other with eyes wide opened  in shock at what just came out of my mouth.

I didn't want to spoil the mood  but at the same time, i wanted to make it clear to him that i wasn't gay. He smiled at my exploratory blabbing and told me if i want a good head as well, i better drop the clothes and come back ASAP.  He leaned towards me and kissed me. I didn't want it but because i was desperate and at his mercy, i briefly kissed him. He grabbed my dick and said “don't keep him waiting”

“WOW!!! Am getting head!!!!!” my brain screamed in delight.

I felt so guilty for getting excited as well as hurrying to  get home. I wish i could help it but i couldn't. Once i got home, i dropped the clothes and came up with the story that jerrys father needed extra hands for his business and was willing to pay for the help.  My mum wanted to play the “who sent you" card but when i reminded her that her clothes where ironed in his house, she let me be.

Just to test my patience and delay me, my mum told me to start washing the dishes in the kitchen sinc. I couldn't face her drama so i did as i was told. Once she left, mother nature sent a sudden heavy down pour. Part of me was saying it was a sign from God not to go but my konji said “fuck it.. go get some head and soft ass".... and i obeyed as i stepped into the down pour. As i began jumping puddles on the damaged roads on my street, i slipped and fell backwards. Clothes stained with mud, my rubber flip flop slipper ripped, arm and thigh bruised...i was so angered that i grew more determination to achieve my goal. At first i thought i was under some influence of some sort of spell Collins put on me but i knew what i was doing was of my own free will.

Finally!!!!! I got to the front door. I had to bang the door so hard because of the rain was deafening. Collins eventually answered the door looking surprised at my soaked and dirty self. He got me a towel and asked me to take off my clothes so he could put them in the washing machine. Stripped now to my boxers, i handed him my dirty clothes. He took them away and asked me to go to the bathroom in  the bed room he shared with Jerry and clean up myself.

As i washed off the mud off my body, i was too ashamed to look at my reflection in the mirror. I kept telling myself i wasn't gay. I'd just dried my body when Collins walked inn. He just went straight to business as he knelt in front of me and said “show me that big dick papi".

In as much as i had a feeling that this wasn't really my will, my dick was a league on its own. It sprung to agility immediately Collins asked for a view. I reluctantly dropped the towel half way but he yanked it off like it was covering his long lost treasure. He hungrily gulped down my shaft in such an expert way that i was moved. But one thing that annoyed me was that he kept talking and just wouldn't shut up and suck the damn dick. He kept stopping from time to time. I got so angry that i took control by holding his head in one steady position and fucked his mouth shut. After fucking his mouth good ( i enjoyed it so much but couldn't cum), he motioned me to the bed and i laid down while resting on my elbows. He rubbed some transparent lubricant on my cock and sat on my dick with his back to me..giving me a good view of his big bum.

To be frankly honest, anal sex is a complete different experience from vagina fucking. From the sensation to the moist warmth, it blew my mind sky high. I was so captivated by the way his ass wobbled recklessly as he rode my dick like a professional. After a while, i thought it time to take back control from him. Still stuck in his ass, i led him  to stand and touch his toes. I began to drill him like the champ i am. He began begging me to slow down but i didn't care. The more he groaned and moaned, the harder i got. I noticed that his ass hole began getting very creamy after a while and it felt so wonderful on my dick. After several ferocious pounding, i came like i have never came before. I felt my entire muscle relax which gave me a floating feeeling. I began to feel so guilty after i had cum. I noticed Collins was cleaning cum from the floor. Even though i was surprised how he  could cum by getting fucked in the ass , i didnt ask him any questions. As if reading my mind (i really wanted to get out immediately), Collins got my washed clothes which was now dry.

Even though it was still raining, i left the house under the down pour.

As i got home, i knelt down to pray for forgiveness but before i opened my mouth, i knew i was just beign a hypocrite. “why didn't i kneel down to pray anytime fucked a girl?” my mind cautioned me. I was just confused with myself.

For about 2 weeks i avoided Collins. But what i couldn't avoid was the thought of how sweet, soft and bouncy his ass was (which always turned me on even at the thought).

My parents have travelled out of Nigeria for three weeks and i have texed Collins to come over. Since the desirable (vagina) is not available  i will rock the available (Collins ass).

Written by
Jacob F.

NO HIDING PLACE PT 3

My world was crumbling in every passing minute right before my eyes.  I sent Juliet a message telling her that we were strangers and i thought it wise we ended whatever it was we had. I told her i respected her and her family so i wouldn't tell anyone about her or her sister's messages to Dubem. Once i received an indication that the message was delivered and read, i blocked her number and anyone that was affiliated with her.

I called a carpenter to change my locks to my apartment because Juliet had the spare key.  I packed the few things belonging to her in my house into one of her bags and took it to her place of work very early in the morning before she resumed duty.

I didn't have the stomach to look at her face one more time.

Letting go of Juliet wasn't actually the hardest part of everything.  What was wrenching the life out of me was the coldness i saw in Dubems eyes. It stuck to my mind like glue.  No doubt he hated me now. And certainly i was sure whatever we had built over these period of time was flushed down the drain.

He (and Ada) no doubt had become a very significant part of my life that the thought of loosing them literally scared the life out of me. Whenever i was at school, i will be afraid to look at Adas face because i assumed her dad might have mentioned something to her.

But Ada was still her usual charming self and showed no signs of withdrawal towards me. Occasionally, she will ask me when next i was visiting them and i will simply say – “soon"

I really don't know how many days the silence between i and Dubem lasted but it felt like forever and it was eating so deep into me and making me loose my mind. I finally made up my mind to address the situation once and for all. If he wants to cut me off then we should be civil about it. Also, i believed my walking out on him was rude so at least i should apologise.

Just as i was constructing a text message, a message came inn. It was from Dubem.

    “if you have grown some balls and want to talk, I am outside your house. And i know you are home"

I froze in shock. Dubem was outside!!!!!? I ran out the door to the balcony to be sure it wasn't a joke. He flashed his headlights twice at me almost immediately i had stepped out. I beckoned him to come up. As he steeped out of his car, i almost urinated on myself. He wore a pair of very short military grey shorts that clung to his ass and muscular big thighs, a loose red singlet and a face cap. As he walked to my flat, i could see all eyes gazing at him like he was some deity. He was fucking hot!!!

We sat down in my living room quietly and he broke the silence. Arching one of his brow, he frowned and said – “you know you're being childish right?”

Typical me started looking for an excuse to divert the blame. “you knew what i was going through just discovering that my woman wants you to sleep with her....and then you're bringing up another matter which i don't even know where you got your information from" i did my best to sound annoyed..even though i was certain he was calling my poor acting bluff in his mind .

After i had transfered blame, Dubem just look at me and shook his head as if to say “are you done? ....so you think you can deceive me?"

Looking directly at me with a straight face he said-

“uzzi , cut that crap.  You told me you loved me. You begged me to kiss you. You told me you wanted me to fuck your ass like Echezona...infact you started calling me the bloody name. This can't be a lie or a stunt because the alcohol simply gave you courage you lacked. I have seen the way you look at me sometimes. So once again am asking you...who da hell is this Echezona? And when in Gods name where you going to tell me all these????”

Dubem wasn't smiling at all. He looked hurt, angry, jealous and a bit nervous.

I took a deep breath and told him of myself and Echezona’s very brief moment in secondary school. Before i could complete my sentences, he will always interrupt me  to ask questions like– “and are you still sleeping with him?...don't fucking lie to me" – his voice was quick and sharp like a whip.

At this point, i was completely confused. Why Dubem was taking this whole thing personal baffled me. “Did he have feelings for me or was he so homophobic that he wanted to be sure i no longer engaged in same-sex practice?” i thought.

I was hoping the truth would really set me free even though the ransom seemed too high.

I told Dubem i have only had same-sex experience just once and it was with Echezona. I also made it clear to him that i had always been aware of my feelings towards men from a young age and it has always been that way even though at the moment i was Living outside my nature by identifying with the opposite sex.

“are you both still in touch?” he asked finally.

I told him i hadn't seen him since the time it happened. Dubem seemed more relaxed now. He then confessed (after apologizing for keeping his own secrets) to me that Ada was a love child concieved during his university days and her mothers parents wanted her to be a secret because they never approved his tribe and also, they had plans for Ada's mother to marry the son of a very rich man. He told me her parents despised him greatly and had ensured she goes to America to study in the same state as the rich boy. “she was my first love" he said with a heavy heart.

“what i can't forgive is that she only calls her own daughter whenever the bastard isn't around...for God sake she is a child!!!!”

his baritone voice now had a touch of falsetto which sounded like an odd music note.

I could see he was trying so hard not to cry but he wasn't successfull at holding it back. As the first drop of tear fell, i had a reflex action to go and comfort him. As i made my way to sit beside him and place my hand around his heavy muscled shoulder, he laughed so heartedly and cringed away from me to the corner of the sofa like a scared child as he almost shouted-  “what da fuck you doin???? You wan burst my nyash????” he joked.

“Dubem!!!!!...really?????”.....as i made a move to stand up from the sofa, he dragged me back.

“wetin that one come mean? You dey form babe abi wetin?”

I was now sitting beside him with hands crossed on my chest. He casually put his hands over my shoulders, roughly cuddled me and then slowly , motioned me to lie on a throw pillow he'd placed on his thighs. My dick instantly became mad. As I quickly placed my hands over my dick to hide my erection (as to not embarrass myself), Dubem noticed. He began to laugh hysterically as said- “baaaaad guy!!!! what are you hiding?”.

He began trying to take my hands off my penis so he could see but i didn't let him, we got into a struggle. Eventually, i gave inn and allowed him have his way.

I could tell grabbing my penis felt odd to him but nevertheless, he still held it briefly and it made him giggle as it throbbed in his hands. A brief moment later, he let go of it.

“are you telling me that just lying on my thighs makes you horny?” he asked curiously.

I told him i hadn't experienced such since my teenage years and was suprised that i was still able to feel this way after a long time of being void of the emotions.

We talked about Juliet. Apparently he had a call from her and she was threatening and cursing him for disclosing her waywardness to me. He showed me her messages and i was surprised. In one of her messages, she accussed him of being homosexual because according to her, ‘a real man won't refuse a woman's offer.’ I was so shocked that a strong Christian like Juliet was an undercover cock craving bitch.

We laughed, talked and whined about the women in our lives whom we thought were trust worthy.

It was getting late and Dubem wanted to leave. Ada was spending the weekend at his cousin's so i urged him to stay the night. He told me he had to go because his windows where opened and it might rain when he's away. I saw it as nothing but flimsy excuses to not be with me.

As i walked him to the door, he stopped and turned to me. “why are you squeezing your face?” he asked.

“am not squeezing my face” i answered.

“so why are you looking at me like that?”

“like how?”

“like you want me to kiss you" he had this – ‘i dare you to deny’ look.

“story!!!!. As if you won't rather die” i scoffed at him.

“uzzi don't dare me o" he said frankly as he stepped close to me....with his face few inches away from my mine with only his bulky chest as a barrier, i could smell his breath and whatever product he used on his beard.

I almost fainted as my heart raced like a wild Mexican horse that had gone mad. Having Dubem stand so close to me was boiling my blood. I wasn't wearing any underwear so my dick was extremely hard with precum dripping out as it poked and throbbed violently from my cotton shorts. Dubem inched further and was now almost making body contact with my erection.  i began to plead that he stop coming close.

“please....please...stop" i whispered as my legs began to quake.

“and if i dont?” he whispered back...inching much closer now, i could feel the warmth of his body on mine.....my penis touching something that seemed to be his...his heart beat vibrating gently on mine which was racing.

Dubem was 100% aware of what he was doing to my system and it seemed he loved how helpless he made me feel about it.

My dick began dealing hard blows on his as it throbbed violently. Dubem glanced down at our merged groins and then he moved his gaze back at me. I could swear i felt his dick grow on mine slowly. The more his dick grew,  the stronger it pressed against my throbbing cock. I was sweating and shaking. Dubem was calm but he softly gasped as his cock crushed mine as it kept increasing in strength. I couldn't help myself any more.....i leaned on his body and savoured the sensation of our dick rubbing gently on each other through our fabrics.

“what are we doing uzzi?” he moaned into my ears from the side of my neck where his hairy chin rested.

“i don't know Dubs" i whispered back.

None of us had the courage to hold each other even if it felt like we desperately wanted to. I slowly turned my neck towards where his head rested on my shoulder....i called his name.....i kept calling his name....That was all i could do. He kept grunting in response but the more I called unto him desperately, the more his head stirred slowly on my neck. With our cheeks now rubbing gently, our lips inched closer. 

Finally, they met.

To say we kissed is a wrong narrative of what happened. We explored each others worlds with unspoken words from our lips. I felt his solid back from underneath his loose singlet as he enveloped me in his warm loving embrace.

“oooohhhhh uzzi.....what are we doing?” he moaned as his hands explored my naked back and found its way into my shorts as they felt and gently cupped my bare buttocks.  “your skin is soo......oh my lord” his voice trailed off as his kiss intensified.

In no time, he was laying me gently on my sofa. I gestured he takes off his singlet and as he did, i began undoing the button of my shorts. Once i was done, i let my hands caress his built chest and pacs. For the first time, i saw my Dubem topless. What took my breath away was the humongous erection that was almost ripping his shorts. He let me touch it....he was certain i loved it because i didn't hide how proud i was of it. He let me undo his button and zipper before he gently laid his body on mine like the morning dew on a rose. Our bodies merged as We kissed; releasing sweet testosterone to the atmosphere.

We gently fell to the floor and i rolled over on him. I let myself go completely as i couldn't resist the warmth of his hard naked body beneath mine. I put my tongue all over his amazing body... exploring places i have never tasted in neither man nor woman. Hearing him gasp and moan as he shivered under my spell was doing magic to me.

Dubems penis was a wonder.  Very black, silky smooth, Curved down like a banana,  rich with veins and very thick with a soft pink knob. His balls where big and hung loosely like little mangoes. As i gently touched them, he jerked a bit. My greedy mouth couldn't resist as it found them;  he gasped and arched his back as he moaned my name still asking me what i was doing. I licked off the precum that trickled generously from his dick head. My mouth wrapped around his pink knob and slowly began to consume the rest of his very fat veiny shaft.

All i desired was to get all of his meat into my mouth as much as i could. I inched further and further until eventually, i felt the lush of his pubic hair tickle my nostrils as all my throat was completely stuffed with cock. My nostrils desperately inhaled air to avoid suffocation and as it did, all the air i filled my lungs with was from the rich smell of Dubems pubic hair which was pressed on my nose.

I kept throat fucking his dick with all my might as i massaged his heavy balls. His toes began to twitch as he groaned and growled like a bear. As i felt his fluid shoot directly into my stomach, i fought my gag reflex not to puke. I held my ground until his dick stopped jerking and pulsating.

As i withdrew my mouth from his cock, i burped loudly from the satisfaction of his cum which was now in my systems; nourishing my body to better health. I saw how my saliva made his big penis shine and glow and I was so pleased with myself.

“that was out of this world” Dubem said as he covered his face giggling as he panted. I cuddled up to him and he held me to his chest.

We talked about future plans for Ada's academics as well as other irrelevant stuff. Dubem began thanking me for coming into his life when he was on the verge of breaking down. As he began talking about how he wishes he can repay me, he reached out for my still hard dick and smacked it. “this one still never sleep?” he jeered.

Dis-engaging himself from me, he said-  “take me...but please be gentle". He reached for a couple of throw pillows from the sofa and gathered them to one big bulk as he pressed his face into it.

Wanting to be sure if i heard right, i had to ask him to repeat himself and he got irritated. He told me to do the damn thing and stop asking dumb questions. He was quick tempered. Obediently, i got my cocoa butter oil from the bed room.

When i got back to the living room, the sight of his naked body and firm ass was best described as the perfection of Adam in paradise. My dick stood at adequate attention as i knelt down inbetween his large thighs. I remembered what Echezona did to me in that hospital corridor and how much pleasure it gave me.

Parting his smoothly firm ass cheeks, i saw his hole and it winked at me. Without hesitation, i went for it. I made sure i did my best to his hole. As i ate his hole , he moaned into the pillow and rocked his ass to respond to my mouth serivce.

I reached for his now erect very hung dick and stroked it as i ate him. I could feel the muscles of his ass begin to get relaxed and soft in my mouth. Just like Echezona did to me, i licked his solid back as he moaned out of pleasure. When i got to his ear, i whispered “you want me to fuck you?”

“ooohhh yeahhh” he moaned.

Generously applying lubricant in his hole and on my stiff thick 8.9inches, i slowly began to sink my ship. He groaned and screamed into the pillow as he clasped his musclar butt cheeks severally on my dick whereby crushing my penis (which hurt like crazy). I encouraged him to relax and take deep breaths and as he complied, i inched further into his creamy warmth. In no time, i was all inside him.

Dubem reached his both hands behind him and cupped my both ass cheeks as i laid on him. “ooohhhhh shit.....ooooohhhh sit........feels good....ooohhh yesss......” he moaned as i grinded his wet virgin man hole. I wished that moment will never end ....having my dick deep inside Dubems ass was the perfect definition of bliss. Even after i came, i didn't want to stop.

Eventually, i went limp and he excused himself to the gents. I was so in love with him that i followed him to the toilet and watched him do his stuff. It felt so natural to me watching him. We showered together as we continued our discussion as usual.

We got to my bed room and watched a movie as we held hands. “are you okay?” i asked him. “don't worry...i will be asking you the same question very soon” he said as he starred at the TV.

At first i was afraid because His dick was massive but then, i had just fucked him so returning the favour was expected.

I ended up sleeping off in the middle of the movie. Right in the middle of my sleep, i felt Dubem caress me and penetrate me. At first It was a tug of war but eventually, he got himself inside of me. I have never experienced sex like that in all my life. Dubem fucked me to the moon and back. He made me kneel.... made me stand...made me do weird postions i never thought possible. He shot his load on my face  (which he told me had been his fantasy) and let me fuck him too. Again.

We kept taking turns until it was daylight before we gave up and slept.

Things are still the same between us Even though we now spend a lot of our free time together either out and about with Ada or taking turns fucking each others brains out.

Written by Uzor B

NO HIDING PLACE PT 2

work as a head teacher in  a private educational institution (primary school). And among my students, Ada was the most outstanding. Her brilliance was just as wonderful as her looks and i took it upon myself to tutor her privately. Ada was also a very good child. Very obedient, helpful and truthful. I prayed to God to give me a child like Ada when it was time for me to have kids.

Ada recently had started slacking in her academics and was visibly withdrawn from her peers. From my experience as a teacher, i knew there was problems going on at home. Anytime i asked her what the problem was, she will begin to sob.

For some days, Ada stopped coming to school and this greatly bothered me. I took permission from the school authorities and went to visit her at her home over the weekend.

I found my way to a tasteful block of flats somewhere in GRA Lagos and rang the door bell i believed is that of Ada's. As i waited for a response, a very deep baritone thundered from behind the door-

“princess please see who is at the door.”

Few seconds later, there was a rattling of the locks and the door swung open. It was Ada. Her eyes grew wide with excitement as she screamed

               “uncle!!!!!!!”.

Without hesitation, she flew into my opened arms and i embraced her. Seeing her was joy.

“who is that????” the baritone voice growled.

Now standing Behind Ada was a very large, strikingly handsome man who was built solid like a rock. He was the older male version of Ada. No doubt he was her father.

My heart summersaulted at the sight of him and suddenly i began feeling a familiar stir in my groin.

“daddy this is my teacher. His name is uncle Uzor". Ada said excitedly.

“so you are the famous Uzor who has not allowed me have peace in this house ehh? Every time, uncle Uzor this; uncle Uzor that". He teased as he faked a frown arching a very bushy brow.

Stretching a large hand, he greeted me saying - “nice to finally meet you nwannem ( meaning brother/ family in igbo language)”. As i took his hand in mine, his warmth sent blood rushing into my groin so hard that if anything came in contact with my penis at that instant, it would have discharged.

“Am Uzor" i introduced myself.

“Dubem" he casually said.

As he welcomed me into his living room, i was blown away by the interior decor. Though simple, it had a very unusual but interesting play of colour.

“i should consider going into interior decor business right?.” Dubem chuckled

I was shocked. “you decorated all this yourself?” i asked in disbelief.

Dubem burst into a roar of laughter.

“what is funny?” i asked; confused.

“you need to see the surprise on your face mhen....” he said as he casually placed one large hand soothingly on my shoulder.

“you assumed a woman was behind this ensemble?”

“honestly i thought so" i replied.

He began telling me why he choose the colour combinations and how they compliment themselves. Truly he knew taste to simplest detail. I was so impressed.

Dubem’s sense of humour was amazing and he was so easy to talk to. In the course of our discussion, i brought up my concern about Ada. At first, he was hesitant but later opened up. He told me things where pretty rough with him because  he'd lost his job, the house rent was due and Ada's school fees was too much to keep up with. ( truly the tuition fee for my school was a cut throat).

When i asked after Ada's mother, Dubem informed me that they were yet to be married. Her parents had insisted she completes her educational pursuit first before marriage. She was currently in America pursuing a degree. From his body language, it seemed there was more to the story and he wasn't  happy with her being away.

When i asked if his inlaws could support Ada’s education, he looked at me as if i was speaking a ridiculous foreign language. Taking a deep sigh, he sarcastically  said  – “my brother.....i need Gods intervention. So if you know how to get the message across to him please do”
.

I encouraged him with some bible scriptures and when i asked to pray with him, he declined and said he doesn't do “religion”. Dubem was the sort of man who was blunt and whom you have to closely study  his expressions to understand his emotions.

I knew things where actually worse than he said. As if to confirm my suspicion, Ada said she was hungry.

“do you want indomie noodles?” he asked.

“i ate noodles last night and this morning” Ada replied.  Dubems face fell. Obviously he didn't have the resources for any other meal

“lets all go out to eat" i said quickly while giving Dubem a wink to play along. He had an uneasy frown but i didnt care. I told Ada to get her shoes and she hurriedly disappeared into a room.

“what is the meaning of this?” Dubem asked me. Arms folded and chest now double in size as if he was putting a barricade between us. I smiled and told him to calm down. Ada came out almost immediately and we drove to a nearby restaurant. On our way back, i stopped at a cash machine and withdrew 10 thousand naira. Ada was asleep at the back of the car at the time when i put the money inside Dubems breast pocket and walked off.

When i got home, my fiancee was already home. She was pissed that i came back late and didn't want to eat her food (even though i told her i had eaten before coming home). All through that night i couldn't sleep. I couldn't get Dubem off my mind. The more i thought of him, the more the memories of Echezona kept flooding inn alongside an erection.

Even though i was horny and longing for a man's touch and cock, other pressing matters weighed very heavy on my chest. My fiancee ( Juliet) noticed my uneasiness and asked what was the matter.

When i told her what weighed heavy in my heart and what i believed was Gods will for me to do, Juliet hit the roof. She went mad. In all my years if knowing her, i have never seen her behave so vile and selfish. She said it wasn't my business and that i had alot more better things to do with money. Infact she suggested i give her the money if i didn't know what to use it for. I neither cared nor listened.  The following morning i went straight to the bank to pay for Ada's school fees.

After my close from work, i called Dubem and asked to see him. He asked me “what for” and i declined answering. Anyways, he agreed and on my way to his house, i stopped at the market to buy food stuff. When i got to his house, he asked me who i thought would be cooking with the food items because he was a horrible cook. I let him know i will handle it if it would be a lot of trouble for him. I handed him the teller (evidence of payment) and the look he gave me kept switching from deep gratitude to suspicion.

“why all this? “ he asked...his large eyes starring into my soul seeking for answers.

“its the lords doing" was all i could say.

Sitting down on the sofa and starring at the teller in his hands, Dubem went into silence. I found my way to the kitchen and with Ada's help, we made a a pot of chicken stew and rice.

When the meal was ready, we all ate together. As i watched Dubem eat, my heart just melted. For the first time in my life, i imagined and wished for the possibility of having a home with a sweet man like Dubem and a super smart daughter like Ada as my own family. The joy that the thought brought to me is something only God knows.

I was lost in my thoughts when Ada said- “daddy uncle Uzor is looking at how you are eating". I felt like disappearing when Dubem looked at me, smiled and said- “you are a good cook Uzzi (a nickname he'd started calling me)”. It felt like i was seeing him for the first time as we looked at each other...it felt new.  As he saw me off at the end of the day, he asked me what he owed me for the nice meal. Knowing he wasn't religious, i asked him to come with me to church on Sunday because Juliet’s sister was having a thanksgiving on that day. “at least you can get to meet Juliet” i added. For some reason, i noticed anytime i mentioned Juliet, his body language will change.

Dubem told me he had a phobia for crowds but nevertheless would endeavour to attend the service. Over the days (before the Sunday), we spoke literally every day. Never missing a “good morning” and “good night".

Sunday finally came and my breath was taken away when i saw Dubem and Ada arrive. They where so smartlycan and was so proud of them...It felt like they were my family. When Dubem smiled as he saw me, it felt to me like “that is my husband”. Ada ran into my arms and we went into the church to get the seat i’d reserved for us. Juliet was meant to come with her sisters family so she didn't seat with us.

When it was time to welcome first timers, it took all the pinching (from me) in the world to make him stand up. I was surprised that no matter how hard i pinched him as to urge him to stand up, he didn't seem to flinch or express pain. I noticed how eyes where drawn to his giant built frame that was graced with all the handsomeness of heaven as he rose to a towering height to be welcome.

As i introduced Juliet and her sister to Dubem after the chutch service,  i was surprised at her behaviour. She started speaking with a foreign accent and was behaving oddly. Even her sister (who is married) seemed to be undressing him with her eyes as she came to greet him.

While they exchanged pleasantries, Ada asked me to buy her ice cream and as we walked to the vendor, she asked me who Juliet was.  Before she could get her reply, Ada said – “i don't like her. Tell her to leave my daddy alone”

Little did i know Ada was spot on with her instincts.

Some weeks later, i was in Dubem’s house showing him how to make afang soup (his favourite) in the kitchen while Ada was upstairs in a co-tenants house attending a birthday party. There had been an odd tension around Dubem for sometime and anytime i asked him if everything was ok, he will quickly change the subject.

“how long have you known Juliet?” he asked me.

I told him how we met in a campus fellowship in my 3rd year, how she preached to me and was one of the key instruments that led me to Christ etc.

He shook his head in pity as i spoke.

“do you trust her?” he asked.

I was confused at his questions. “what is the matter?” i asked.

“promise me you will be mature about what am about to disclose to you"

I was thrown into more confusion but i agreed to act mature to whatever he was about to disclose.

Getting out his phone, he seemed to be searching for something before handing it over to me.

He had opened a whatsapp chat page on his phone. “you recognize the number?” he asked. At first it didnt ring a bell but immediately i recognise the display photo on the profile. It was Sarah; Juliets sister who did the thanksgiving we had attended some Sundays ago.

“read through the messages” he said calmly...and i did. My eyes kept growing wider as i went through the messages. Turned out that Sarah who is a married woman and a mother of 3 was asking Dubem for an affair. What really caught my attention was the mention of Juliet in the chat. Sarah talked about how Juliet was a liar, how she was secretly seeing someone else who wasn't me, how she pretends to be a saint and all that.

I looked at Dubem with disbelief....Sarah was an elder in the church who was highly respected. How come she stooped this low to crave adultery?  I was still struggling to grasp what was going on when Dubem took his phone from me and gently told me there was more. A brief moment later, he handed his phone to me. Once i saw the display photo on the chat profile, i sank to the floor in sorrow.....i hadn't even read the messages. It was Juliet. My own fiancee. I knew this was bad.

“maybe i should take my phone back" Dubem said; quite harshly seeing my display of anxiety. But i insisted on reading the messages.

In the message, Juliet was warning Dubem to avoid her sister ( sarah) because she had been demanding his number ever since. Juliet was literally obsessed with Dubem. What broke my soul was that Juliet had gone to his facebook page and taken some of his photo (she shamelessly confessed to him and sent him the one's she liked most). Among one of the photos was Dubem in the gym in very tight gym shorts. Juliet had circled his crotch area with an editing pen. His crotch evidently looked as if he was hiding a cathedral in it and Juliet was asking him how big his penis was. She went as far as saying she won't mind having a child who will have his genes and was begging for a fuck.

In all the messages (including that of Sarah), Dubem played ignorant to their advances and remained cordial. I was trembling before i finished reading the messages. I was full of shame and unbearable sorrow.

“how will you handle this?” he asked me. Lost for words, i began to sob. 

“i will suggest you don't make a fuss about this” he urged.

“i won't tell you what you should do...but i will suggest you critically think this over and also consider innocent people who might be affected if you blow this out"

I was too weak to even stand up from the floor. Dubem had to carry me to his bed room and begged me to rest my mind and stay the night. When the soup we were cooking was ready, he dished it and forced me to eat together with him from the same plate.

Ada later returned and i did all i could to mask my emotions until she went to bed. I was so depressed i asked Dubem for a strong drink. There was a mini bar in the dining area so, he got a bottle of rum.

I have never taken alcohol in my life until that day. The rum burned my throat and seemed to steam my brain. I was a complete drunken mess when i eventually passed out.

When I woke up the following afternoon with a thumping headache , i saw Dubem sitting and looking at me quite disappointed.

“what?” i asked him.

Taking a deep sigh, he shook his head and said (seemingly to himself)...”guess nobody is worthy of trust anymore in this fucking world". There was disgust in his tone.

“Dubem ogini?” i asked.

As if knowing that My fiancee and her sister where ho's wasn't enough to swallow, the next question shook my world.

“Uzzi, do you like men?...are you gay?...please don't lie to me”

I could see pain in his eyes.

Jehovah lord!!!!!!!

I felt like shitting on myself. The hungover cleared immediately.

“what is the meaning of this?” i asked feeling nervous.

“i asked you a question Uzzi...won't you answer?.....and who is Echezona?”

A thousand swords piereced my soul hearing that name. I didn't say a word. I just got up and left his house.

Written by Uzor B.

NOWHERE TO HIDE PT.1

I have always been aware of my sexuality long before i knew what sex meant. Am neither effeminate nor was i molested as a child as assumed by many to be the standard of “becoming gay". My sexuality has always been “a knowing" to me.

As a teenager in my secondary school days, i remember having severe erections whenever i saw this certain senior student called Echozona. He was very good looking, tall and had a well toned and muscled physique. He was the sports prefect and was very active in games. I will always go and watch him play football just to drink the sight if his sweaty torso then go home and masturbate to the thoughts of having his naked body on mine as we kissed.

I was so obsessed with him that sometimes i will loiter around his class or stand very close to him just to be able to percieve a whiff of his scent or feel his presence around.

My first encounter with a man happened when Echozona fainted during the schools morning assembly and was taken to a clinic nearby.  The News did spread round school and students (and also teachers) went to visit him. I accompanied some of my classmates to visit him after school and i brought some provisions for him alongside.

Echzona may have been liked by many but none of them loved and wanted him like I did. My classmates where a bit confused over my gifts and i lied that my parents and Echezona’s used to be friends but due to some misunderstanding, they were no longer in talking terms; that was why we ( Echezona and i)  never interacted in school. They believed me.

He was asleep when we arrived his ward so we decided to come back some other day.  Later that evening, i came back to the hospital alone without telling my friends. Bearing my gifts of provisions and food as i looked my best, i made my way to his ward as my heart thumped widly in my chest. The hospital seemed isolated and unusually quiet as i made my way to Echezona. Getting to his room, i saw him awake. He looked at me as if he was trying to recollect my face from a memory. I saved him the trouble by introducing myself. He welcomed me and was glad i brought him food because he was hungry and nobody had gotten him something to eat.

We got along pretty fast and talked as if we had known for ages regardless of our differences in age and class in academics. I was so shy looking into his eyes and it seemed he liked it because he will giggle and urge me to look at him. He kept joking that i will make him cry if i didn't look at him.

He asked me to come closer to him...and the entire world froze. As i stood up and came closer ( my dick had been hard as steel since i entered the room and it was quite difficult to hide because of the size) , he looked at crotch and noticed i was excited.

He asked me to bend close to him and i did. He gently placed his hand on my neck and drew me closer to him as he sniffed my neck.

“your perfume is nice” he whispered to me seductively and it made my dick throb violently.

His hands gently brushed my erection and i jerked away. He smiled harmlessly at me

I told him the name of the perfume and promised to get it for him the next day (even though it belonged to my dad). I still stood beside him like a statue with a raging erection.

“you seem happy” he said. With eyes still glued my crotch, he reached out his hand once again to my dick. But this time, he didn't brush over it. He caressed it. I was so nervous because even though his ward was empty, anyone could have walked inn on us.

Sensing my nervousness, he told me that the hospital was rubbish and no one will be coming anytime soon because he had taken his medication for the day.

“look....am also happy” he continued. My eyes went to his crotch but there was no sign of an erection. He unbuckled his belt, undid the zip of his trousers and after a brief struggle ( he must have really tucked inn his penis) he brought out one of the most handsome penis i have ever seen. So smooth and well shaped.

“show me your own" he said desperately as he assisted me with my shorts. In few seconds, my dick was out. Even though he was older than me, my dick was a little bigger than his. I saw the fascination in his eyes as he stroked my dick. He pulled me towards him a bit too forcefully which made me stagger and fall on him. I had never kissed anyone in my entire life until that day. Echezona kissed me....and i kissed him too. In minutes we both were naked on his hospital bed. His hard muscle on my body, his hands running all over me. 

“you will fuck my ass okay?” he whispered. He didn't wait for my reply as he spat on his hands severally. He lubricated my dick and his asshole and in no time he was introducing me into his secret chamber. “take it easy arrgghhh" he said as he gritted his teeth. From the look on his face he was determined i enter him despite he seemed also in pain. He removed my dick, quickly spat on his hands again and continued his breaking inn.

After a while, i felt the gripping sweet warmness of his man hole on my fat dick. The sensation was beyond explanation. All i could do was hold him tight and fuck the wonderful sweetness i was feeling. My dick seemed to have a mind of its own. It became greedy and made my body accelerate its energy on the fucking. Echezona kept urging me to fuck him harder even though it seemed he wasn't able to handle it.

I am not sure how long i fucked him when i felt electricity shoot like lightening all over my body. All my muscles stiffened as i felt a sensation similar to the one you feel after suppressing urine for a while....but this was a thousand times more intense. I couldn't control whatever it was that was coming out of my dick at that point.

Echezona seemed to be also caught up in the shock cos he held me so tight and kissed me so hard that it seemed my lips will fall off.

After our bodies had relaxed, i saw white stuff on our stomach. It must have come from Echezona’s dick. I was turning 16 and that was my first time of seeing cum even though i have heard of it.

We got dressed and we continued our discussion as if nothing happened. As i was about to leave, he asked me if i enjoyed the sex and i said yes.

“When you come tomorrow i will fuck you ok?” he said. “drink plenty water, don't eat heavy food and use the toilet before you come. You hear? And also, bring Vaseline when you are coming.... don't forget that perfume you promised o". 

Echezona said ; concluding that i had agreed.

When i got home, i couldn't sleep. So many emotions clouded me and among them was fear and confusion. Fear of getting my ass hole fucked by a dick and the confusion of “if i will enjoy it". 

No doubt fucking his ass was sweet to me. But what was the guarantee i will enjoy getting fucked? Remembering the look on his face seemed to me that he was in a lot of pains....”but why he did not tell me to stop if it was painful?”. I thought.

Despite my worry and fear, i kept away from food completely the next day. I  Drank water like a camel and took oranges (which helps my bowel movement).

Iarrived the hospital Exactly the same hour i visited the previous day despite the fact it was raining heavily.

Echezona visibly looked quite unwell even though he was excited to see me. There were 2 patience in his ward and they had family members with them. My dick was hard as fuck and i bet his was too.

“did you do what I said?” he asked.

I nooded my head and he smiled as he winked at me. He was no doubt happy.

Echezona  asked me to follow him and i did. We went down stairs and went through a door that led to a corridor that had two office doors that had “x-ray” written on one and “staff only" on the other. Both doors were locked and no one was inside. Taking a final look outside the door, Echezona bolted the door which led to the corridor we were. We immediately went for each others clothes and in no time, we where completely naked;Kissing as if it was the new air. “i missed you baby" he moaned. “me too” i replied.

Echezona went down on me and took my dick into his mouth. My body tensed with pleasure as he sucked me. “Turn around" he moaned hungrily at me.

I was afraid...my legs didn't move.

“dont worry. I will make sure you enjoy it" he said assuring me.

Turning around, i could hear him moan as i felt him rub his face on my ass. Pressing his nose inbetween my ass cheek, Echezona inhaled long and hard severally. Then i felt wetness in my ass hole. He was kissing my hole....no...he was licking it. My legs began to shake as meaningless words escaped from my lips. He licked and chewed my ass so much that i felt i might ejaculate at any point.

“where is the Vaseline?” he asked. I went for my small nap sac i came with and fetched out the blue seal petroleum jelly. Echezona began kissing me gently and as he did, he inserted his finger inside my ass hole. It didn't hurt. We kept on kissing and then i felt a slight pain in my ass. I reached my hands to find out what was going on behind me then i discovered 3 fingers were already buried inside.

His kiss was so comforting and it made me relax despite the pain. Echezona made his way to my nipples and my head began to swim. My body felt alien to me because i never knew it could have such pleasure spots.

I was lost in pure bliss when he asked me to turn around and i obeyed....i had no choice.

Feeling his solid chest on my naked back....his hands caressing me...., tongue gently licking my neck... i began to feel the invasion in my ass.

“relax baby"....he whispered.

“do you love me?” he asked.

“yes i do" i confessed. 

“do you want me inside your sweet ass?”

Oohhhh shit!!!! I could feel his dick slowly going up inside my stomach. And i got tensed.

“ shhhhhhh.....relax baby...answer me.” He moaned.

“what did you say?” i asked

“do you want me inside your sweet ass baby?” he asked once again.

“yes i do" i replied.

“i want to hear you say it"  he ordered.

“i want you inside me.....aarrghhhhh!!!!! Echozona!!!!!"

In a final thrust he drove inside me. Every single inch of his dick was now in my possession.

He held me so close and started fucking me so nice and easy.

All i could think of was if my hole was sweet and if he was really enjoying me like i did while fucking him the previous day.

This thought hanged heavy on me that i was forced to ask for confirmation.

“is my ass very sweet?” i asked him. Earnestly awaiting his reply.

“it is very wonderful....so beautiful....too sweet" he said.

My chest swelled with pride at that moment just hearing those words from him. All i wanted to do was make the moment more sweeter. I arched my back and opened my ass very well with both hands and i begged for more dick.  I was being transported to another planet on Echezona’s rocket cock.

He began wanking my dick with his lubricated hand and my legs began to shake uncontrollably. I didn't know what was happening to me...tears of pleasure flowed freely from my eyes. My legs couldn't carry me anymore and i began to collapse to the floor. Echezona held me up but didn't stop  fucking me. I could feel my cum building momentum from my aching testes and  couldn't help it. I groaned with sobs as sperm shot out of my dick. Echezona squeezed my body and kept telling me sweet things as i felt him discharged something hot and creamy inside my ass hole.

We slowly slumped on the floor panting and sweating. Echezona kept telling me how sweet i was and began thrusting again. But this time, he wasn't gentle. He fucked me ruthlessly and rough. He covered my mouth to muffle my screams. I felt my stomach churn and ache from his aggressive fuck but i didn't care...i wanted it more than ever.

Soon, he began to off load sperm into my sore ass as I was completely drained.

Afterwards, he dressed up and i had to go immediately because it was very late and i will be in trouble with my parents. I promised to visit him again but he informed me his father wants him transferred to another hospital but wasn't sure when it would be. He told me his illness was a serious one and he might leave Nigeria for treatment. Nevertheless, he asked me to come back immediately after school the next day and not in the evening as usual.

Unfortunately, i was held back in school by the principal who ordered my entire class to cut the school grass. It was very late when i left school. By the time i got to the hospital, he was gone.

That was the last time i heard from Echezona. I later learned he was now based in America with his mother.

Since then, i didn't have anything to do with any man. It seemed my gayness switched off.

After i had finished secondary school and gotten into university, i went into severe depression. My sexuality hunted me because my parents where insisting I bring a girl home. I ended up turning to religion for comfort and became born again.

I left university, got engaged to a woman, took a teaching job; and just when i thought life was perfect, i met Dubem who was a father to one of my students and everything changed

Written by Uzor B.