MADE IN ONITSHA

've always been attracted to razz, strong and rugged looking guys.





 They where my weakness because I always believed they had stamina and were tough ; unlike a softie.





 I have this Facebook friend who was unapologetically feminine, razz and didn’t give two shits.







I didn’t know him in person and wasn’t attracted to him because, he was a bottom like me. What I found intriguing was that his boldness quite daring ( some thing I wished I had the balls for).





 So it happened one day he uploaded a photo of a half naked guy lying next to him  fast asleep which he captioned - “guess what happened last night?”.








 As usual, the insults began pouring in. Alot of people where calling him names and telling him to repent.









 I was busy amusing myself by reading the comments when a photo from one of the commenters caught my eye.









Quickly I went to his profile and Wow!!! Was I thrilled. He was my type to the T.






 Strong, very built, chocolate coloured,  rugged, local, tall and most of all, a mechanic by occupation. I wasted no time in sending him a friends request and a message (to get his attention).







 In the message, I told him it’s not fair to insult some body just because they are different from you.









No sooner did he reply telling me it was a sin , bla bla bla and all that nonsense. We got into an argument and in the cause of it,  I asked him if he would say other wise assuming it were a girl in the photo; his response was



 – “that one na normal nah”.







“does the bible say fornication is normal?” I asked him; and just like a typical African man, he asked if i was gay.








 I didn’t give him a yes and no answer.







All I told him was that my sexuality was irrelevant to the discussion.








 He went on saying that if being gay was something good, why didn’t i  give him a direct answer rather than beat around the bush. He was trying to make me own up to his suspicion. I told him people cannot be open about their sexuality because Nigeria is full of ignorant people like him. That got him pretty bad




He started saying I wasn’t his age, I lacked respect etc. I could've deleted him instantly but the sexiness on him was too hot. I forced myself to calm down and allow Patience be my key virtue. Our heated debate soon calmed down and Soon, our discussion diverted to other things. Turned out He was related to our mutual friend (on Facebook) and was based in Onitsha.

I requested for his number; at first he was a bit hesitant but gave me all the same. His voice was cool even though he had very strong igbo accent. We chatted for a while and it felt like we were buddies (I know how to come down to such local level and interact).

Over the months, we began chatting and our friendship grew steadily. I took it as a duty to greet him “good morning” and “good night” religiously  every single day. One thing I know about the human psychology (which I studied) is that when you do Some thing consistently to someone, they will get accustomed to it subconsciously . And that was what I was doing. Getting him hooked on my greetings.

One day, I purposely refused greeting him and his reaction was what i expected. He called me twice and I purposely refused picking his calls. The following day, I called him and pretended to be unwell.  He asked me what happened the previous day because he didn’t hear from me. I lied to him that I fainted at work and he seemed to enter panic mood. He required what was wrong with me and I told him stress. He asked me to rest and take medication.

He called over 5times that day just to check on me. The last phone conversation we had that day didn’t go well. I tried pushing my cards too far. I told him I wished he was with me to hold and keep me warm. He replied that such was a job for a woman. I told him it was his arms I wanted. He now asked why I was telling him such if I wasn't gay .





From the way he sounded, it seemed he was either irritated or disappointed...or both.






 I tried changing the topic but he was not backing down. Eventually I gave in. I accepted I was gay.





He asked why I came for him on facebook. While I was explaining , he cut me short and said – “go straight to the point”.





“what point?” I asked confused.





“you don’t want us to be friends. Am not in the class of people You hang out with as friends. You just want sex from me isn’t it? Yes or No?“  he fired

I was speechless. But He was right. He was razz and really didn’t belong to my class. I added him because he was hot and I was sexually attracted to him. But over the course of time, I had come to appreciate the friendship we had. I tried explaining that to him but he kept laughing like I was some liar making a fool of myself. When I was done explaining myself, all he said was- “I have heard you. Good night” and then he hung up.

The next morning, I sent him a “good morning” text and the response was painful. He told me he didn’t need my greetings anymore. He started barely picking my calls and The few times he did, he will say very few words and seemed in a hurry to end it. He continued doing this until I had to give up and move on.

Many months later, I was at work and my phone rang. He was the one. Part of me wanted to scream for joy and the other part wanted to get mad. I answered his call and he sounded calm and warm.

He informed he has/Is facing severe financial  situations and was arrested by one of his clients over spare parts. He needed money to reimburse his client and also to pay tax for his shop. He needed a loan of 70 thousand naira. 

If it were another person I would have been suspicious but because i know the sort of person he was and because he has never asked me for a penny since we crossed path, I promised him I will send the money before the day was over. He seemed so relieved and began thanking me with prayers while I answered “amen”. I told him I hoped he will remember me when my time of need comes and he’s in a position to help. All he said was – “God willing, I will surprise You.”

He said he thought I would refuse helping him because he treated me badly and wasn’t gay. I told him I was sad because he didn’t believe me and assumed I didn’t really value our friendship. He disclosed to me that several men have been coming after him from a very young age and he knew None of them loved him as they claim.  All they wanted was to sleep with him.  I understood with him. After All it was usual with men...Not just gay men. 

Our communication resumed as if nothing happened. He now began sending “good morning and good night” messages religiously like I once did. One day, I asked him if it was the money that was making him act nice suddenly and he said “No”. He also reminded me that the money was a loan and not free.

He disclosed to me that he liked me as a person but what turned him off was that I wasn’t honest from the beginning. I let him know it was because he was judgemental and I had to protect myself which he understood. 

One Friday morning  while I was on leave and bored at home, He called me and to my surprise began asking me sexual questions. Something he had never done in about 1 year + of our communication.  He asked me if sex was painful with a big dick, when last I had sex etc. I was a bit suspicious because I thought he was avoiding paying me the balance which he owed (he’d been paying in instalments) by trying to talk all sweet to me suddenly which was very much unlike him.

I told him I liked good sex and a big dick. He told me it’s been long he put his "big dick" in a hole and he felt like doing so that day. I asked him to look for a woman (After all he was straight). He asked – “what happened to yours ? Or don't you have hole?” I was stunned. Was I hearing correctly??????

When i mentioned distance , he reminded me that Onitsha was roughly 6 hours away from me and it’s either I take the opportunity or tomorrow might be too late. I knew he was serious. With my heart pounding in my chest, I automatically became a zombie. I saw myself taking few clothing and toiletries even though I knew I should be thinking twice. Before I could start having a sense of reasoning , I saw myself in a taxi heading for Onitsha. While on the journey I prayed for God to forgive me for my foolishness and see me through. Asides sex, I was excited to see my friend face to face for the first time.

Few hours later, I was standing in front of a bank at upper iweka road in Onitsha. He had asked me to stop there and call him. I was nervous and almost started to panic when we didn’t answer my calls. Just when I was about making up my mind to look for a hotel and leave first thing the next day, he called asking what I was wearing. When I told him, he said he can see me. I looked around hoping to identify him and i did. Approaching me was an almost giant framed man on a small motorcycle. As he got closer I could see his cute smiling face. He apologised for coming late and I sat behind him. He first drove us to his workshop (which i recognised from the pictures on his profile). He started showing me receipts of what he used the money for and pointed out the dates to me Just to show he wasn't lying over taking a loan from me.

He bought me food from a road side vendor and I declined...although I told him I will eat when I got home as to not offend him. 

When it was time to close, he began shutting his shop and I gave him a helping hand. We both drove on his motorcycle to his house. It was a small self contained room on the second floor of a 5 story building. His room decor was very Catholic inspired (He was a strong Catholic). Posters of popes, saints and the virgin Mary adorned his walls alongside rosaries. After we settled down, ate and had a good chit chat, he asked me to go and have a shower. The bathroom was shared and it was a disaster for me but I managed to use it.

He too went to have his bath. I was seeing a boring Nigerian movie when he walked inn wearing only a towel. I just starred at him. He was gorgeous. “you never see me before ?” he said with a shy smile. “not like this” I replied. I could see the dick print from the thick towel. The length and width of it was amazing just like the rest of his body. Instantly, I got an erection and my ass hole began to whistle.

I sat on the floor and he was on the far side of the bed with his back to the wall. He had tied a wrapper (which he did over the towel before taking it off thereby denying me a spectacular view). 

We were both watched the movie silently when he now asked if I preferred staying on the floor. I took that as an invitation from him and I got to the bed. I sat next to him and my legs where stretched our next to his big hairy long legs. We compared our foot and laughed at the difference.

“oya come show me how that thing dey take sweet una” 

He said as he untied his wrapper revealing his big and thick black cock which laid like a sleeping creature.

I swallowed hard as I beheld his limp wood. I was quite shy but I was very excited. I rubbed his chest and hairy stomach before getting to his cock. I stroked it lightly and then put saliva in my hands and began wanking him while I sucked his nipples. His dick didn’t really get turgid...Just semi erect which made it look more huge. He got his phone and began watching straight porn as I got to business and began sucking him. From time to time he will watch me perform and the the return his gaze back to his phone.

MHEN!!!! THIS nigga was BIG!!!!!! Long and thick. Every fibre of my being screamed with excitement.

I became so greedy as the dick began to swell like ijebu garri. I stuffed my mouth and choked on his dick. He seemed to love it as he began thrusting his hips. At this point he had stopped looking at his phone and was concentrating on my head game. He started pushing my head down on his massive dick furiously. My eyes and nose began to water. 

I reached out my hand and removed his from my head and put them on my fresh soft hungry ass. Thank goodness he didn’t keep long finger nails because he was rough on my hole. My hole began to get moist and no sooner did he comfortably have 2 thick fingers forcing its way menacingly inside my privacy while I kept forcing his over sized penis down my throat.

“oya put am inside” he moaned. Gingerly , I got up and went to my bag to fetch my lubricant and condom. Each time I tried putting the condom over his dick, he will instantly go limp. This went on few times and it was really killing the mood. Infact he wanted to start feeling guilty and was saying we had to stop but I refused to back down. I worked up his cock to full erection again and got myself over him. Even though my ass hole wasn’t a stranger to dicks and he had fingered me really good thus loosening my walls, what was entering me felt like a proper invasion. It felt like my intestines was pulled apart and stuffed. 

When i eventually had every inch of him squeezed into my juicy wet hole, he moaned “ahhhyyaaayyyaaaayyyyyaaaahhhh".

Wasting no time, he wrapped his strong hands round me, thrusted a few times and slowly lifted me to place my back on the bed with my both legs raised high. His dick didn’t leave my ass....Just to show you how long it was. Laying ontop of me, he began rotating his waist clock wise and anti clock wise while grinding it so hard. Sharp muscle cramps tightened my stomach and I had to beg him to stop pushing his big dick further. He now withdrew his dick and I felt a bit of relief. But what he did next was unexpected. He held my both hands over my head with his very firmly and without warning , he slammed his dick into my ass hole with full force. 

“SHHHHHIIIITTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! I screamed in agony. He repeated it again.

GBAAAMMMMM!!!!!

. I arched my back as a reaction to the pain and then the withdrew his dick and looked at me quite seriously. 

I heaved with relief and then:

WHAMMMM!!!!! 

He slammed into my ass again. Then the hot pounding followed with a repetition of “baby it is very sweet”. 

I don’t know where his dick was touching inside my body that made my dick to become extremely erect to the point I felt it will burst. Sperm began spurting out like urine and the sensation was out of this world. I begged him to slow down but it seemed he never heard a word.

It felt like one week before he began to speak some weird language and asking me to hold him tight as he collapsed on me, pushed his hands under my back, down to my ass and grab my both ass cheeks really hard. The pain I was feeling in my stomach and sweet sensation on my dick all together made everything too hard to bear. At that point, it felt like I was going to faint..I just grabbed him tight as i cried. He was breathing so heavily as he crushed his mighty dick very hard into me. My stomach began to swim as if I had drank a gallon of water. We held in that position for a long while and then he continued thrusting and rotating but this time nice and slow. I guess he was enjoying the rich thickness of his sperm juice in my ass hole.

He continued until he became limp and then with a loud popping sound his over fat dick fell out of my hole. He was sweating and so was I. 

We showered separately and when we got into bed, he slept butt naked. To say I was weak was an understatement. I felt super drained. Felt I had no more cum left in me. 

The next day was a Saturday. I helped him do his laundry and cleaned his room. He went to the market to buy food stuff and we cooked together. I told him I was going back the following day (Sunday) and he asked me why the rush (He knew i was still on leave). 

I ended up staying for 5 days extra and we didn’t have sex again until the night before my departure. 

Before I left, he reimbursed me my transport fare as well as paid part of his debt. We still communicate so much more but I find it strange that he’s refused to  talk about our sex. Recently he’s asked me when I will be visiting again and suggested I come immediately my leave starts so I can spend more time.

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-C.J