MONDAY FOR ANY DAY

I work with one of Nigeria’s leading banks and as we all know, good performance at work literally means “you don’t have a life”.
I am a lagos boy who grew up in the heart of the  vibrant city. When i got my letter of promotion, i was incredibly ecstatic until i saw a letter of transfer attached to it.

ABAKILIKI????? WHHHAAATTTT?????

What planet was that? My mind immediately began reciting the Nigeria's  states and capital in an incredible fast forwarding pace to find out which states capital was ABAKILIKI.

I was misersble. Though the money that came with it brought comforting hope, i knew i was "in for it”. I had stayed in a hotel for a while when i arrived the states capital. And when i eventually found a place that was good enough for my taste, i moved in. It was a decent 3 bed room bungalow and was not too far from where i worked. Security became an issue and i needed someone who could help around the house as well.  Luckily for me, the first person ( the security my office) who i asked had a recommendation. I thanked him and gave him my address to bring the person to my house on Saturday when i would be home. I had just finished working out when i heard a knock on my gate.
The man who came with our office security looked scary. He seemed older than me with at least 6 years. His face was scarred and made him look handsome in a rugged way. With his Hard Muscled body and blackened lips from cigarette (and maybe weed) he Could pass for a tout or better still, a criminal.

Am sure from the look  on my face, it was obvious i disapproved of him because the security from my office who brought him  suddenly went into begging. How would i expect to order this  man to wash my car and clean my house without getting beaten to a pulp? I’d thought to myself.

After much pleading, i ended up accepting him out of sentiments and  Sympathy. No thanks to my soft hearted nature.

I got to know his name as Monday and when asked when he could resume, he said he wouldn’t mind that day.  
Monday’s personality really surprised me as time went on.  He was extremely humble and respectful. He was spontaneous to chores and soon we became brothers.

I had insisted he moved into the main house rather than the gate house which was a very tiny room. Since the only TV in the house was in my bed room, i always left my bed room opened for him when i  go to  work. Sometimes we will pass the night together  in my room watching TV and several times, i have woken to find myself cuddling him in the middle hours of the night or  morning.

Sometimes, i will wake up to find he’d  covered me while i'd slept. And If he slept before me or i wake up to find him asleep, i will cover him with the duvet.

Nothing sexual happened between us even though we had great chemistry and i was strongly attracted to him.

Even when at work, He calls just to check on me and i do too.  We cook together and sometimes i buy food on my way from work to save him the stress. He was my best friend, my brother  as well my companion at home.

Monday was very religious as well. He made me pray with him every morning, made me to be concious of God and occasionally dragged me to church with him which i found boring.

Everything was wonderful until i started seeing a guy who i  met on Facebook and resided in Enugu. Since Enugu was close, i began visiting him occasionally.

Monday would get jealous if am on the phone talking to him  and if i excuse myself to have some privacy, he will follow me and would start loitering around pretending to be busy.

Sometimes he will look at me in a funny way and say “well done o”.

I didn’t read any meaning to his behaviour   because  I'd given up on wishing he was mine. He was straight and that was my final conclusion.

Even if he was gay , am never the sort to make the first move or go after a man. Yes; I do expect my man to Make all the move and woo me like a proper babe or else na sidon we go dey sidon dey look each other.
 

So, it happened i Invited my date who i have been visiting in Enugu over. And evidently, Monday was jealous.

At first he asked me if my guest was the one I’d been going to see in Enugu and when i said yes, he asked me how long he was staying  and also made it clear that he didn't like him.

Monday has always been in the habit of walking around only on his tight briefs  and aside having a very attractive well chiseled muscular body, he also had very impressive bulge which was  more than enough evidence to show he carried a weapon on his waist.

“are you sure he's not gay and hes fucking you?"  My guest asked me the first day he laid eyes on Monday.

I had told him about Monday previously and made it clear that he wasn’t gay and was like a brother to me. But he never agreed to my truth and kept arguing with me that i was lying and there’s no way i will have such a man and not do anything with him.

One day while at work, i got a call from Monday that almost gave me high blood pressure. “come comot your friend from hia before i kill am” he commanded.  Immediately i took my car keys and told my colleagues that i have received disturbing news and needed to leave right way.
Getting home, i froze in horror. My guest was covered in sweat and blood looking like he’d been run over by a stampede of frightened elephants. “what happened?" I asked looking at Monday in confusion.

“this bagga enter bathroom when i dey baff wan come dey touch my prick say make i fuck am for nyash”.

GOD!!!! I felt like a priest caught red handed in fornication by the pope. “tell am wetin you tell me” he barked at my guest as he barged towards him in fury. I had to Stop Monday from causing more damage and with fire in his eyes, he looked at me and said my guest told him that ‘i’ said; myself and him (Monday ) are fuck buddies . “so na wetin you dey travel go enugu go do with this guy abi? " He asked coldly and stormed off.

JESU CHRISTI !!!! I looked at my guest in disbelief. I was dumb struck. It took me few seconds to regain my mind when i discovered that Monday was approaching my guest carrying a big stick. “na today i go cure your fuck up” he bellowed  as he swung the stick missing him by a breath.

I had pulled him away from further attacks. “Do you want to kill someone?” i fired back at Monday with full rage.

“you dey defend am?" He barked at me as he approached me. Though frightened, i stood my ground, looked him in the eye and replied "and so what?"

"but why e go use your name dey lie?” he asked defensively as if to justify his uncontrolled aggression. “and so?” i screamed at him . “na your name e carry lie”? I found myself shaking with anger.

I stormed into the bedroom  and few seconds later, my guest followed me. “Please am sorry” he began pleading as he knelt down...i swear it didn't happen like that. I really felt betrayed and stupid. So much for the "uncompromising top" he'd been painting . I quietly asked him to leave my house immediately. I was done.

For nine whole days i didn’t talk to Monday. I ignored his calls and locked my door whenever i went to work. The once happy home we shared became worse than a cemetery.

At work i was asked by my colleagues if i was alright because i had gone into deep loneliness and depression which was visible on my health and countenance .

My frustration was not just because of what he did to my guest but because it felt like i have been living with the enemy.

I dred homophobes with a passion and i Was becoming afraid. What if he decides to blackmail me? Or beat me up?
I  had no one in ABAKILIKI and if i ran into trouble, i will be totally on my own.

One day i came back from work late and found  Monday sitting outside the front door. There was no eletric power and i was so pissed off because the generator was faulty. Damn Nigeria..

"Excuse me please let me pass" i requested irritatingly. He made no attempt to move away from the door and as i tried making my way through him to get into the house, He grabbed my hands and asked “why you dey do me like this?"

“Please just allow me” I said as i began tugging and wriggling my wrist away from his firm grip hoping he will let go but he held on  tighter. “na because of that guy you dey do me like this?” his voice trembled like he was holding back tears.

Hearing the pain in his voice, I began feeling vulnerable and getting emotional which i really didn't want to.  

All i wanted was to get into my house when suddenly, power was restored.  As the Living room fluorescent  light came on and spilled on his face, my heart stopped. He looked pretty worn out.  His eyes where red and pretty moist. Had he been crying? He tried to smile at me and fresh tears whelled up in them.

I just started sobbing. Sobbing because i missed him. Sobbing because i didn’t know what to do.

We both just held each other and cried.

His; was more of deep sighs of anguish. I held his hard body close to mine..i held him so tight.

  I don’t know if he started it or i did but i felt his lips on mine. A very soft and slow kiss.

I could taste hemp and tom tom sweet was on his breath.

He just held me to his chest and we stood for a while.

He said he couldn’t control his anger and apologised saying “abeg no vex like this for me again if you no want make i kpai (die) for your hand”. We both laughed. “even babe never fit do me dis kain strong tin” he said as he hugged me.

I felt his bulge on my stomach and i gave it a friendly squeeze. He laughed and ran few steps away shouting “o boy na wha you oh”.

God lawd!!! He was a hand full.

In the darkenss of the night, We sat on the pavement in front of my door and talked because the power had failed again at the time.

We talked deeply and i came out to him. He wanted to know everything.
He made me promise i wont go back to Enugu and see the guy nor invite him over and i told him we were done.

Couple of hours later, power was restored and we made our way to the kitchen to make food because we both where starved.

We managed to cook something and kept on discussing. After our meal, i was washing up dishes when he asked; “so who come be the woman for inside una two?...na you ba?” he said in a mocking tone. If Africans could blush, i would have been all shades of red.

“which kain man that one be sef?...if na him be the man inside una two, why e want make i fuck am?” he asked as he came beside me leaning his back on the kitchen sink.

Hands folded and starring at me as if studying me, i began to explain roles and all. “na him be say your prick na waste?” he asked honestly but with fine sarcasm. One thing with Monday was that he was naturally sarcastic and had an amazing humour.

I splashed water on his face and we went into a struggle as he tried splashing water back at me from the sink.

We fell on the floor while struggling and he rolled ontop of me. Pining my hand down above my head, he looked into my eyes and smiled. Kissing the tip of my nose, he softly said “i want make you dey use your prick...you be man”. I rolled my eyes and he laughed  (he finds it amusing anytime i did that).

“na you i go use my prick fuck abi?” i asked mimicking  his manner of speech and voice tone. Spreading his very large  sand paper like palms on my face, he said “ya fada”.

Am a total bottom and the thought of me beign top irks me to high heavens. I strongly believe that bottoms are bottoms because they pay attention to hygiene and douche properly.

Something that tops won’t naturally have the patience for.

I felt his cock on mine and i began growing instantly. He looked at me with a knowing smile and pressed his hips on mine. “i know say you want make i fuck you abi? ....ehhhh?” he cooed as he grinded his hips on mine.
Mhen....this guy was everything sexy to the letter.

He kept Grinding his dick on mine and i begged him to stop cos i could feel my precum wet my trousers and anytime i could burst if he kept frotting me. He seemed to have read my thoughts because he had a grin on his face and continued but this time with good rythm. I began to moan and struggle.

“stoooooppppp...”i gasped as i felt the hotness of my cum on my thighs. I was so embarrassed to look him in the eye. “yeye boy....see as you dey do like mumu when you dey release” he teased.

He helped me up and said i should go and clean up.

As i undressed in the bed room, he leaned at  the bedroom entrance  watching me.
Stark naked, i turned and looked at him. lndeed Monday was the true definition of gorgeous. Not just in body but also in personality.

I slowly walked to him...gently feather touching his chiselled body...his pointed nipples....hard stomach..i  gently caressed  him as he just stared at me.

My hands felt his heart beat. The source of life within him. I felt deep gratitude for our friendship. I felt gratitude for who he was.

My hands travelled south and i felt the lush of his pubic hair. His stomach tightened and he softly gasped as i sank my hands deeper into his groins . I was now the one who smiled as he froze in passion.
My hands felt the hot flesh of his throbbing phallus.

He moaned softly and my kiss silenced him. His naked chest flesh felt like warm steel on mine as we embraced. I kissed his neck slowly and tongued every part of his body i could find.

Pulling down his briefs as i slowly  Sunk  to my knees, His fat left curved member leaped out of the Prison of his briefs with youthful agility . It was fully charged.

I admired it lovingly and  could hear him gasp as i sucked on his knob before  swallowing him whole.

I felt his knees budge as he moaned .
Filling my mouth with a generous amount of saliva, i sucked him tenderly following the gentle  rythm of his Thrust

"Suck me baby.....suck me baby....suck am...suck am ...aahhhhhhh” he begged. Steadying my rythm as i mouth serviced his cock, i could feel his cock pulstate as he began unleashing his passion down mouth which i swallowed .

“SHIT!!!!” he screamed as he shivered while i lovingly resumed Sucking just his cock knob.
For some seconds he still shuddered in an intense grimaced gritting his teeth. I couldn’t help but laugh .

He  heaved loudly and shook his head vigorously while blinking rapidly with eyes wide opened  as if he’d just regained conciousness.

“o boy...i don die” he muttered to himself while breathing loudly through his mouth.

As we made our way to the bathroom to shower,  i noticed he still had on a full erection.

Wow!!! Such a wonder to behold. Only Nature could  truly curve a
dick in such unique  manner.

His dick skin was so smooth but also has veins all over it. If it wasn't curved, it would be a neat 10inch.

“na chairman o” he said referred to his dick noticing I'd been transfixed.

Finding a lube on my shower stall, I squeezed out a wad and massaged his super  thick curve.

His fingers found my nipples and gently, he began pinching dem. With my other hand i fingered my hole with a good amount of lube to prepare it for some good fucking.

Despite  the cold water washing over me, I still could feel the warmth of his embrace. I  turned my back to him  and began guiding his thick cock to find my eager hole . After a brief search, i found it.

Standing at ease and taking deep breaths, i slowly guided him inn. I could feel his curve filling me sideways which made me adjust my position to no avail .

Honestly it hurt pretty good. Grabbing me tight,he shoved deep into me repeatedly. He held me and started walking out of the bathroom with his cock inside me while keeping his thrust.
This guy was a super freak!!!

He walk fucked me to the bedroom and we both collapsed on the bed.

Now; i was really hurting.

Out of discomfort, I unconsciously clasped my butt cheek to prevent him from plunging deeper...as if noticing what i was doing, he parted my legs with his thighs. Pausing for few seconds with a clear hint of irritation in his voice, he said “stay well nah...wetin dey worry you?”

He spanked my side butt like a parent would; stubborn child who was misbehaving.

He continued plowing me as i bit the bed sheet in anguish.

This was my first time of taking a curved cock and i couldn’t remember ever encountering anything that big.

“ do you love me?...answer me!!!” he asked as he fucked me.

“yesssssss.....yessssss” i groaned in response.

“i love you too baby....love you too  baby....na me go dey fuck you from today  you hearrrr ? Na me go dey fuck youuuuuuu” he assured me in a whisper.

All i did was nod in agreement. I didn’t know how long he stayed on me but it felt like forever. I just wanted it to end.

“make i pour?”

ahhhh!!! Did he need my permission?

“yeah baby “ i moaned.

One thing I have learned as a bottom is that endurance on a big dick  (especially when you know the owner is a catch) was key.
But this experience was way out of my endurance capacity.

“oya dey tell me how the tin dey sweet you”

he said as he began intensifying his thrusts.

wait!!!

Was that the password to his cumming?

Without wasting time i began moaning loudly like a professional porn star.

“so sweet....aaahhhhhhh am in heaven....dadddyyyyy oooooo your dick is too big...its touching everywhere ooooo....”

I felt his rough palms grab my shoulder  and pulled me to meet his fierce thrust.

I knew he was almost there and depsite the agony, i wanted to please him.

Raising my ass, my hands  reached  for my butt cheeks; parting them as wide as i could so as to allow all of him go into me.

He slammed me mercilessly as he grunted while off loading barrels upon barrels of hot thick Nutritious sperm into my sore tunnel.

After couple of thrust which made very loud slurping and squashie noises, he slowed down and Collapsed on my back while still savouring the feeling of his cock swimming in my cum filled ass.

He rolled his waist as if stirring  a pot of soup with a spoon.

Exhausted we laid. His weight on my back. Occasionally, he jerked hips on my ass even though he was now flacid inside me. “you sweet no be small” he said lazily.

“na so you dey take time to release?” i asked him as i felt the inhalation and exhalation of his hard stomach on my back.

“i don pour the first time nah” he explained.
“before i go release again e dey tey and if the toto sweet like your own i no dey like to release unless say the person tell me”. “e pain you abi e sweet you?” he asked.

Carefully selecting my thoughts, i  told him i enjoyed it but not really much because there was not enough  foreplay ( which i called  “romancing” for him to understand better).

I explained some foreplay which i enjoyed and he listened attentively.

Of all the foreplays,  he said he couldn’t attempt rimming and i didn’t pressure him.

I showed him some gay porn videos on my phone but he said he didn’t like it and still proffered hetero porn to it.

We showered and sponged each  other and went to bed naked Because of the heat as a Result Of power Failure.

While he slept, i began reminiscing of the moment we just had and i got so horny again.

I began wanking and feeling my ‘yet to completely contrast’ man hole.
I looked at the sleeping god like being lying beside me and i wanted him again.

As he laid sleeping on his stomach, i began tounging his back and made my way down to his small muscled firm ass.

As i tounge kissed the base of his spine, he twitched and stirred in his sleep. I parted his butt and drove my tongue inn.

His but hole was hard to locate cos it was so small and tight but when my tongue found it, i made sure i did heavenly justice to his crack.

He began moaning loudly and raised his waist up to meet my hungry mouth. I wanked myself as i munched his smooth hairless virgin butt crack.

Monday seemed to be in another dimension as he went all fours on the bed.

I wanked his throbbing cock from behind underneath his parted legs while my tounge devoured his man Hole.

His moans were now becoming deep grunts and i knew he was almost there. I quickly slid myself under his open thighs while jacking off furiously to catch up with his ejaculation which could happen at any moment.

No sooner I’d slipped under him, thick white sperm shot all over my body and i engulfed his cock in my mouth as i felt myself pump off my semen.

He continued fucking my mouth as he shuddered in moans. He kissed me so passionately and laughed as he said “dis boy you no go kill me o”...we cuddled and slept off soundly.

That’s how Monday and i began our relationship. Although he is extremely jealous and protective even when it comes to my straight male and female colleagues and friends who visits me  (us) from time to time, I understand its his way of expressing how he feels for me/us.

He  doesn’t like being referred to as “gay” and still watches his straight porn.

On two occasions he’s forced me to fuck him which i didn’t enjoy....sadly he doesn’t believe that I should be pure bottom.



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    Sunny