ANSWERED PRAYERS

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I shook with rage.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I knew Dele liked me but respected his friend. 

“so how long have you been together ?” 

He asked me. 

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

I just smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dressed in the bathrobe and feeling heavy from the food, I immediately passed out as I got into bed. When I woke Up, I was alone in the room and There was a note on the bed with the sum of 60 thousand naira. It was from Dele

He apologised; stating that He had an emergency that needed his immediate  attention.  He asked me to comeback so we could finish our discussion. 

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

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

“are you angry ?” He asked. 

“angry for what sir?” I replied. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“are you in a sexual relationship with anyone currently ?” I asked him.

He looked perplexed At my bluntness. Obviously he didn’t see my question forthcoming but all the same ,he answered. He told me that he was the sort who only has sex when in a committed relationship and that at the moment , he wasn’t seeing anybody. 

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

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

“is that a yes ?” I asked.

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

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

“do what?” He asked. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“turn around” I said; and he did.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Written by D.F