NASTY NEDU
Nedu ( Chinedu in full ) is my elder brothers friend who I have been crushing on for heaven knows how long ( I would say since my early teens).
We weren't particularly close due to age difference but nevertheless, i took every opportunity to show him care and support anytime he needed one even though he must have assumed my kindness was born out of simple friendship.
My elder brother ( who is heterosexual and a hard core womanizer) has a clique of 5 friends; and Chinedu was the most outstanding of them all. From the swag in his walk, his sense of style (clothes) , body build, looks, charm.... everything about him oozed sex appeal. Physically and mentally, he was/ is all I desired in my ideal man. How he was able to balance intellect and sexiness was something I strongly admired about him.
But above all these qualities I mentioned, Chinedu is a very naughty and freaky dude. He was unapologetically raw. I didn't know the magnitude of his freakiness until I stalked him to his twitter account. I almost fainted when I saw loads of his half naked photos and video clips (which I didn't hesitate to save) flexing his muscles and huge egg plant.
OMG!!!.....OMG!!!!!...... OMG!!!!....... O M G !!!!!!
I couldn't help but wank to the gorgeous site of his sexy body and huge cock. He didn't have much followers and I was surprised that cock hungry gay men hadn't spotted his account (perhaps because his account was still relatively few months old). He followed a lot of heterosexual porn actresses and football oriented accounts. I also noticed that neither my brother nor other of his friends followed this particular account which he used to overly express himself.
One thing about me is that I am only known as the “quiet Christian, nerdy book worm boy” who couldn't hurt an ant. I wear reading glasses which gives me a geeky look and naturally, am reserved. But there was something no one (immediate family I suppose) knew about me. I was a freak. I loved big dicks and sex (perhaps because I hadn't gotten it at the time). My first sexual encounter was in my 2nd year in university and it was just oral sex. SInce then, I have nurtured who I am and what I do diligently by watching movies and reading books.
I saw a lot of me in Chinedu; although, the only difference was that I held back a lot and showed absolutely no trace of my true self to anyone (unlike him that had a gang and social media outlet).
for many months I dreamt, prayed and wished I could get through to Chinedu but I knew it would be all to no avail if I sat and wished without making a move. So, gathering all the courage I had, i decided to open a cat fish twitter account.
I followed him but he didn't follow back. I “liked all” his videos and photos but still; no response from. I began following threads and people he followed just to catch a glimpse of his world.
from his tweets, I could see the comments he made on a porn actress's thread he was following. She (porn actress) had uploaded a photo with chynoblac (a black gay porn actor) alongside another photo of a well rounded bum with the ass hole looking all inviting and ready for fucking. In the comment, she praised chino blac for having such an amazing ass women dream and pay for.
Many people express their disgust and some; their admiration. Among those who showed admiration was Chinedu. He said ( I quote) - "am not gay but that ass looks like it could make my cock bust a good nut".
I remembered how I jolted right up to a sitting position on my bed when I read his comment. I had an ass just like the one in the photo and a hole just the same (if not better). I immediately tagged him to my comment as I boasted about having a more juicer ass than chyno. To my delight, he responded ( on the thread) asking me to prove it. I told him to check his DM and that was how I got his attention.
I sent few photos of my luscious bouncy bum in different angles and he was captivated. Before I knew it, we had began talking...he began asking me questions such as- if I enjoyed getting fucked and could suck a cock. At first I wanted to lie but being the honest person I am, I told him the truth; I hadn't been fucked yet except few blow jobs.
Hearing I have sucked a few cocks, he started asked me how it felt, if I sucked well, if I let the guys cum in my mouth etc. In return, i asked him questions about his sex life and he answered; though they where all hetero oriented. He told me he loved sex and was curious. Our communication flowed naturally. We ended up digressing to other topics outside of sex and we found each other very compatible. He wasn't pushy about exploring his curiousity with me and neither was I.
He dropped his Facebook account name and requested mine. I lied and told him I have deactivated my account due to personal reasons. He didn't question further. He went on to say he wanted to hear what I sounded like so, I sent him one of my numbers (I knew he didn't have and wasn't linked to any online/ social media) for us to talk.
That night, he called me and we talked for a very long time. He said he liked how I sounded and admired my sound mindedness along side my big ass. One discussion led to another and we began having phone sex. I asked him if he could lick an ass hole and he said he could try. He mentioned his ex girlfriend (who I knew very well and was pretty) had a smelly vagina and he couldn't really lick her pussy the way he wanted. I asked him the reason of the break up and he told me the truth ( which I also knew). He asked me if I wanted him to cum in my mouth and give him wicked styles etc. And i told him i will use him for the practicals of my extensive study.
In the course of discussion, he revealed to me his fetish for seeing G-strings on big boottys. I immediately took that as a hint and within few days, I had purchased a good set of sexy G-strings and 2 lingerie (which cost me most of my savings).
I was so blown away that a man like Chinedu existed in Nigeria. He was quite open about himself and was non judgmental about people of a different sexuality from his. Perhaps because he was curious.
I sent him a photo of my new G-string collection and he went ballistic. He told me he couldn't wait to see me put them onn and stuff. later that day, I sent him pictures of me wearing them and clearly, he couldn't control himself. He asked me to take a photo of me parting the string to reveal my hole and I did as he requested. I asked him if he was hard and he said "VERY". I requested a pix of his dick. At first he hesitated but later did. His cock was just right. BIG and LONG!!!!!. He began to tease me saying he doubted i lacked the bravery to sit on it and take it all inside of me. In response, i told him to dare me. Knowing I usually finger fuck myself a lot ( i have sent him many videos of that ), he said a finger and a dick are not the same and we both laughed.
After many weeks of exchanging nude photos and sex chats, his pressure for seeing me intensified. I had initially played the "insecure about my looks and sexuality" card and being the gentleman he is, he empathized, encouraged and sent me motivational online links. He didn't pressure me. He allowed me take my time. We had began talking every day to a point it became almost obsessive. On this day, he told me he couldn't continue with the faceless messages and sex chats. He wanted to see me...... he wanted to fuck me.... he had made up his mind to try sex with me.
Before he made up his mind for us to have sex, I had earlier told him he wasn't ready; because for him, it was just an experiment but for me, it was more than that. I had told him I had grown to like him so much for so long and I was afraid of loosing him alongside our friendship over few minutes of pleasure. Anytime i tell him this, he would argue that it wasn't entirely true. He will explain that even though he was curious, he wasn't all about the sex and could decide not to get intimate with me if he wanted to. For him, it was finding a friendship he enjoyed and wanted to keep.
Eventually, when i told him i was actually someone he knew, he became apprehensive and asked me to disclose my identity. I told him i would only do it if he made a promise not to freak out, tell on me or change. At first, he said he couldn't promise me that; but when i reminded him i knew him all these while and hadn't told or showed a soul our private videos and chats, he finally gave his word.
I finally sent him my photo (facial) and he for a moment , he was silent.
Now; he knew who i was.
I begged him to say something because his silence was disturbing and making me panic. I tried calling him and he didn't take my calls. I sent him messages...he read but no response.
After a several hours, he replied – “though am a bit sceptical, i will remain a man of my words...we still good and am still game. Good night"
From that day on, it seemed our communication started from the scratch and we had to re-build it on a new page. Chinedu deleted his profile and i followed suit. Surprisingly, he noticed and asked me “why”. I told him there was no point cos it had achieved Its purpose.
Several days later on a rainy Sunday afternoon, i was home in my room and Chinedu was visiting. As usual, he was in my brothers room. We were chatting naughty on WhatsApp and i was teasing him by sending him raw videos and photos of my big juicy ass clad in G-strings. He kept urging me to stop because my brother was asking which chick he was engrossed with and why he sat awkwardly (he was trying to hide his steel erection). He expressed his dismay of being under the same roof with me and not being able to do anything.
As if God was on our side, my dad called home and asked my brother to take a car, pick up my mum from her meeting, bring her to church (where he was) and take both of them to an event. It was a long journey and My brother was clearly upset; but he had no choice. Chinedu used the excuse of the rain to stay back and without thinking twice or suspecting anything, my brother left.
Now having the entire house (asides the house stewards) to ourselves, i didn't hesitate to put on some perfume and my lingerie.
“where is your ass?”
His text message read.
Before i could reply – “am in my room", i heard a light knock on my door.
He didn't wait for a reply. He just stepped right inn. Chinedu was clearly loving the sight of me in my lingerie. He clearly was trying to comport himself as he exhaled loudly while looking all around the room.
“nice sense of taste you got here he commended.
“you mean my lingerie?” i teased.
“you just silly. I mean your interior" he chuckled.
I sat in a side-saddle position so that he could have a nice view of my big chocolate cake while fiddling with the string that ran through my crack.
I visibly saw his cock stir in his pants.
“what are you trying to do?” he asked with a lustful smirk on his face.
“am trying to get this cakes devoured" i said seductively as i licked my lips.
Never in my life have i ever imagined myself being sexually bold and having a gorgeous sweet man as Chinedu droll over me.
Looking into my eyes with an intense eagle gaze, he slowly took off his shirt. Revealing his broad muscled chest and sturdy 6 pacs, he still stood at the end of the bed; his dick was clearly rock hard in his trousers.
“come to daddy" he said inaudibly with a tone of unquestionable command.
If there is anything like “horny possession” , that was exactly what took over me. I cat crawled on the bed to him and felt his metal tool. He made it throb few times in my hands as he said – “take it out" with such immense sexual command.
I felt like a sophisticated whore hearing him talk to me like i was his slave. I licked the huge print through his trousers... bit it gently....massaged it slowly.
“fuck!!!!” he gasped as i teased his dick print.
I began to slowly unbuckle his belt while we both maintained eye contact. From the way he looked at me, i was sure he was hungry and was ready to devour me.
After a bit of struggle, u managed to free his beast from its cave. I “wowed" with joy and i could see pride written in gold in his eyes and shinning like a crest on his swelled up chest.
A huge drop of precum hung threating-ly on his prick hole and without wasting time, i licked it off alongside the light pink dick head (which i took my time to tongue tease). As i sucked his dick, he began complimenting my skill as he ran his fingers through my curly afro hair, down my naked back and then gently, grabbing one fleshy cheek of my bum.
“spank it daddy....spank it real good" i pleaded.
With a “yeah baby", his hands came crashing down mercilessly on my tender skin repeatedly. It stung sharply but i didn't care; i was busy forcing as much meat down my throat as i could accommodate.
I asked him if he liked my big soft ass and he said – “big time".
“i want you to eat me up" i cooed.
“if its clean” he replied.
I had already used the gents, showered, oiled and perfumed few moments just before my brother left the house so i was no doubt squeaky clean.
“it's all clean daddy” i moaned.
“let me see" he replied. I turned around, laid on my stomach and arched my big bubble butt up. I could hear him mutter “holy fuck!!!!”
I felt his both hands grab each ass cheeks firmly and parting them so wide apart until it began to hurt. I felt the tip of his tongue tickle my hole followed by a long wet kiss. Chinedu didn't rim my ass hole...he kissed it as if it were a mouth. I felt his tongue swirl and dance all over my love hole as his lips massaged it along side. I was completely thrown out of planet earths orbit.
“you want daddy to fuck you baby?” he asked while still feasting on my hole.
“yes....daddy...oh yes daddy" i gasped uncontrollably.
“That's my baby”.
I passed him the lube and he lubricated his very big dick. As i lubed my saliva moistened ass hole, i couldn't help but notice how very soft and open the hole was. Chinedu has eaten me open.
Just as i read in my research, i relaxed and took deep breaths as he began to plunge into me. The hurt wasn't easy but i managed brace up well. Eventually, his groins where pressed firmly on my cheeks. He was now inside me. Gently stretching himself and putting his body weight on my back, he whispered – “how does it feel?”
“perfect so perfect” i replied.
“good. That is why your pussy is mine” he moaned and began to thrust.
Chinedu was a real talker and i loved it. He loved me telling him how good and sweet his cock is ; just as much as i enjoyed hearing him telling me how juicy and tasty my hole was. He fucked me like he owned all of me.
“come and ride daddy” he said as he unplugged his fat long pole from my wet cunt.
Lying on his back with his massive iron dick shinning from ass juice ( and lube) in full presidential salute, he waited for me mount him as he relaxed with his hand under his head which made his muscles very detailed as well as the “V" of his waist.
This is nothing but a dream come true.
I got on top of him and guided his limousine into my waiting garage. As i was slowly trying to accommodate and not die from the penetration of his heavy pole, Chinedu thrusted his cock inside my hole (though not roughly) and it hurt like crazy. I screamed and made an attempt to get off his dick but immediately, he sat up as his strong hands caught me immediately.
“shhhhh....its alright baby....shhhhhhh....Don't run from daddy....” he said as he stroked my hair and gently lowered my head for our face to meet. The way we kissed felt as if it was my first time. It is beyond what words can explain. I felt his hands run all over my body as i also felt the details of his back and shoulder muscles. Just when i thought i was in heaven embracing his muscle body and kissing him, fresh hot fire shot into my brain from my ass as he thrust into me again; though forcefully this time.
I wanted to scream in agony but he covered my mouth with deep kisses. He did it again. And again. And again. I felt i was going to die.
“damn you sweet baby...” he moaned as he fucked.
“You have to let daddy fuck you a minimum of 4 times a week baby. Ok?” he asked as he kept smashing and shattering my ass hole with his power fuck.
If fucking me a minimum of 4 times a week was going to kill me, then certainly i had to accept the fate.
He squeezed my man boobs and sucked on each of them in the same manner he did my ass hole. My ass was on fire yet my body was receiving extra ordinary pleasure. I found myself returning his thrust and matching up it's vigour.
“That's my baby” he smiled as he reclined back to his former position while watching me bounce, hump and ride his pole with utmost impunity.
After a while, he sat back up, kissed me like heaven and came ontop of me (his cock never leaving my hole).
When he was ontop of me, Chinedu didn't smile or talk like before. He looked into my eyes so seriously as he accelerated his merciless pounding which was making me moan n whimper. He just watched me react from his fucking as if He was studying something.
I grabbed his shoulders for dear life and after what seemed like eternity, he moaned
“gonna come in that pretty mouth of yours baby" he wasn't asking. He was telling me what he was going to do. Being the cum loving person i am, i gladly accepted and his smile returned. He continued thrusting a little while when suddenly, he moaned loudly-
“OOOOHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!
Quickly withdrawing his dick from my hole, he hurriedly guided my head to it and as i sucked him, i felt him melt all his goodness in my mouth.
Took us almost 10 minutes to catch our breath and get back our senses. I was so exhausted.
“damn.....honestly you are something else.... i don't think i have fucked like this in my whole life" he confessed.
“you want me to turn gay right?” he jeered. And we both laughed.
Eventually the rain subsided and he had to leave for his place.
For the next few days, my hole did hurt like crazy and Chinedu called constantly to check on me to see how i was recovering (most times asking me for photos of my ass hole as to monitor).
We have fucked few times before i went back to school and Chinedu has visited me on numerous occassions. He buys me G-strings (likes to fuck me while I wear them) and does the little (support) he can render.
The only problem is that Chinedu doesn't want to meet my close friends (gay) who are part of my life and also, he finds it impossible to identify himself as a gay man. Recently, he told me my brother as well as his family members are saying he has changed; over what, he doesn't know.
Also, he sort of blames me for not being able to get a girl friend and if i ever tell him he is free to go ahead and get one, he will get so mad with me and threaten to stop talking to me.
Am just taking each day as it comes with him. I really do love him but how long this hide and seek game with him is going to last without my brother finding out is only a matter of time.
Written by
Nwachi T.
We weren't particularly close due to age difference but nevertheless, i took every opportunity to show him care and support anytime he needed one even though he must have assumed my kindness was born out of simple friendship.
My elder brother ( who is heterosexual and a hard core womanizer) has a clique of 5 friends; and Chinedu was the most outstanding of them all. From the swag in his walk, his sense of style (clothes) , body build, looks, charm.... everything about him oozed sex appeal. Physically and mentally, he was/ is all I desired in my ideal man. How he was able to balance intellect and sexiness was something I strongly admired about him.
But above all these qualities I mentioned, Chinedu is a very naughty and freaky dude. He was unapologetically raw. I didn't know the magnitude of his freakiness until I stalked him to his twitter account. I almost fainted when I saw loads of his half naked photos and video clips (which I didn't hesitate to save) flexing his muscles and huge egg plant.
OMG!!!.....OMG!!!!!...... OMG!!!!....... O M G !!!!!!
I couldn't help but wank to the gorgeous site of his sexy body and huge cock. He didn't have much followers and I was surprised that cock hungry gay men hadn't spotted his account (perhaps because his account was still relatively few months old). He followed a lot of heterosexual porn actresses and football oriented accounts. I also noticed that neither my brother nor other of his friends followed this particular account which he used to overly express himself.
One thing about me is that I am only known as the “quiet Christian, nerdy book worm boy” who couldn't hurt an ant. I wear reading glasses which gives me a geeky look and naturally, am reserved. But there was something no one (immediate family I suppose) knew about me. I was a freak. I loved big dicks and sex (perhaps because I hadn't gotten it at the time). My first sexual encounter was in my 2nd year in university and it was just oral sex. SInce then, I have nurtured who I am and what I do diligently by watching movies and reading books.
I saw a lot of me in Chinedu; although, the only difference was that I held back a lot and showed absolutely no trace of my true self to anyone (unlike him that had a gang and social media outlet).
for many months I dreamt, prayed and wished I could get through to Chinedu but I knew it would be all to no avail if I sat and wished without making a move. So, gathering all the courage I had, i decided to open a cat fish twitter account.
I followed him but he didn't follow back. I “liked all” his videos and photos but still; no response from. I began following threads and people he followed just to catch a glimpse of his world.
from his tweets, I could see the comments he made on a porn actress's thread he was following. She (porn actress) had uploaded a photo with chynoblac (a black gay porn actor) alongside another photo of a well rounded bum with the ass hole looking all inviting and ready for fucking. In the comment, she praised chino blac for having such an amazing ass women dream and pay for.
Many people express their disgust and some; their admiration. Among those who showed admiration was Chinedu. He said ( I quote) - "am not gay but that ass looks like it could make my cock bust a good nut".
I remembered how I jolted right up to a sitting position on my bed when I read his comment. I had an ass just like the one in the photo and a hole just the same (if not better). I immediately tagged him to my comment as I boasted about having a more juicer ass than chyno. To my delight, he responded ( on the thread) asking me to prove it. I told him to check his DM and that was how I got his attention.
I sent few photos of my luscious bouncy bum in different angles and he was captivated. Before I knew it, we had began talking...he began asking me questions such as- if I enjoyed getting fucked and could suck a cock. At first I wanted to lie but being the honest person I am, I told him the truth; I hadn't been fucked yet except few blow jobs.
Hearing I have sucked a few cocks, he started asked me how it felt, if I sucked well, if I let the guys cum in my mouth etc. In return, i asked him questions about his sex life and he answered; though they where all hetero oriented. He told me he loved sex and was curious. Our communication flowed naturally. We ended up digressing to other topics outside of sex and we found each other very compatible. He wasn't pushy about exploring his curiousity with me and neither was I.
He dropped his Facebook account name and requested mine. I lied and told him I have deactivated my account due to personal reasons. He didn't question further. He went on to say he wanted to hear what I sounded like so, I sent him one of my numbers (I knew he didn't have and wasn't linked to any online/ social media) for us to talk.
That night, he called me and we talked for a very long time. He said he liked how I sounded and admired my sound mindedness along side my big ass. One discussion led to another and we began having phone sex. I asked him if he could lick an ass hole and he said he could try. He mentioned his ex girlfriend (who I knew very well and was pretty) had a smelly vagina and he couldn't really lick her pussy the way he wanted. I asked him the reason of the break up and he told me the truth ( which I also knew). He asked me if I wanted him to cum in my mouth and give him wicked styles etc. And i told him i will use him for the practicals of my extensive study.
In the course of discussion, he revealed to me his fetish for seeing G-strings on big boottys. I immediately took that as a hint and within few days, I had purchased a good set of sexy G-strings and 2 lingerie (which cost me most of my savings).
I was so blown away that a man like Chinedu existed in Nigeria. He was quite open about himself and was non judgmental about people of a different sexuality from his. Perhaps because he was curious.
I sent him a photo of my new G-string collection and he went ballistic. He told me he couldn't wait to see me put them onn and stuff. later that day, I sent him pictures of me wearing them and clearly, he couldn't control himself. He asked me to take a photo of me parting the string to reveal my hole and I did as he requested. I asked him if he was hard and he said "VERY". I requested a pix of his dick. At first he hesitated but later did. His cock was just right. BIG and LONG!!!!!. He began to tease me saying he doubted i lacked the bravery to sit on it and take it all inside of me. In response, i told him to dare me. Knowing I usually finger fuck myself a lot ( i have sent him many videos of that ), he said a finger and a dick are not the same and we both laughed.
After many weeks of exchanging nude photos and sex chats, his pressure for seeing me intensified. I had initially played the "insecure about my looks and sexuality" card and being the gentleman he is, he empathized, encouraged and sent me motivational online links. He didn't pressure me. He allowed me take my time. We had began talking every day to a point it became almost obsessive. On this day, he told me he couldn't continue with the faceless messages and sex chats. He wanted to see me...... he wanted to fuck me.... he had made up his mind to try sex with me.
Before he made up his mind for us to have sex, I had earlier told him he wasn't ready; because for him, it was just an experiment but for me, it was more than that. I had told him I had grown to like him so much for so long and I was afraid of loosing him alongside our friendship over few minutes of pleasure. Anytime i tell him this, he would argue that it wasn't entirely true. He will explain that even though he was curious, he wasn't all about the sex and could decide not to get intimate with me if he wanted to. For him, it was finding a friendship he enjoyed and wanted to keep.
Eventually, when i told him i was actually someone he knew, he became apprehensive and asked me to disclose my identity. I told him i would only do it if he made a promise not to freak out, tell on me or change. At first, he said he couldn't promise me that; but when i reminded him i knew him all these while and hadn't told or showed a soul our private videos and chats, he finally gave his word.
I finally sent him my photo (facial) and he for a moment , he was silent.
Now; he knew who i was.
I begged him to say something because his silence was disturbing and making me panic. I tried calling him and he didn't take my calls. I sent him messages...he read but no response.
After a several hours, he replied – “though am a bit sceptical, i will remain a man of my words...we still good and am still game. Good night"
From that day on, it seemed our communication started from the scratch and we had to re-build it on a new page. Chinedu deleted his profile and i followed suit. Surprisingly, he noticed and asked me “why”. I told him there was no point cos it had achieved Its purpose.
Several days later on a rainy Sunday afternoon, i was home in my room and Chinedu was visiting. As usual, he was in my brothers room. We were chatting naughty on WhatsApp and i was teasing him by sending him raw videos and photos of my big juicy ass clad in G-strings. He kept urging me to stop because my brother was asking which chick he was engrossed with and why he sat awkwardly (he was trying to hide his steel erection). He expressed his dismay of being under the same roof with me and not being able to do anything.
As if God was on our side, my dad called home and asked my brother to take a car, pick up my mum from her meeting, bring her to church (where he was) and take both of them to an event. It was a long journey and My brother was clearly upset; but he had no choice. Chinedu used the excuse of the rain to stay back and without thinking twice or suspecting anything, my brother left.
Now having the entire house (asides the house stewards) to ourselves, i didn't hesitate to put on some perfume and my lingerie.
“where is your ass?”
His text message read.
Before i could reply – “am in my room", i heard a light knock on my door.
He didn't wait for a reply. He just stepped right inn. Chinedu was clearly loving the sight of me in my lingerie. He clearly was trying to comport himself as he exhaled loudly while looking all around the room.
“nice sense of taste you got here he commended.
“you mean my lingerie?” i teased.
“you just silly. I mean your interior" he chuckled.
I sat in a side-saddle position so that he could have a nice view of my big chocolate cake while fiddling with the string that ran through my crack.
I visibly saw his cock stir in his pants.
“what are you trying to do?” he asked with a lustful smirk on his face.
“am trying to get this cakes devoured" i said seductively as i licked my lips.
Never in my life have i ever imagined myself being sexually bold and having a gorgeous sweet man as Chinedu droll over me.
Looking into my eyes with an intense eagle gaze, he slowly took off his shirt. Revealing his broad muscled chest and sturdy 6 pacs, he still stood at the end of the bed; his dick was clearly rock hard in his trousers.
“come to daddy" he said inaudibly with a tone of unquestionable command.
If there is anything like “horny possession” , that was exactly what took over me. I cat crawled on the bed to him and felt his metal tool. He made it throb few times in my hands as he said – “take it out" with such immense sexual command.
I felt like a sophisticated whore hearing him talk to me like i was his slave. I licked the huge print through his trousers... bit it gently....massaged it slowly.
“fuck!!!!” he gasped as i teased his dick print.
I began to slowly unbuckle his belt while we both maintained eye contact. From the way he looked at me, i was sure he was hungry and was ready to devour me.
After a bit of struggle, u managed to free his beast from its cave. I “wowed" with joy and i could see pride written in gold in his eyes and shinning like a crest on his swelled up chest.
A huge drop of precum hung threating-ly on his prick hole and without wasting time, i licked it off alongside the light pink dick head (which i took my time to tongue tease). As i sucked his dick, he began complimenting my skill as he ran his fingers through my curly afro hair, down my naked back and then gently, grabbing one fleshy cheek of my bum.
“spank it daddy....spank it real good" i pleaded.
With a “yeah baby", his hands came crashing down mercilessly on my tender skin repeatedly. It stung sharply but i didn't care; i was busy forcing as much meat down my throat as i could accommodate.
I asked him if he liked my big soft ass and he said – “big time".
“i want you to eat me up" i cooed.
“if its clean” he replied.
I had already used the gents, showered, oiled and perfumed few moments just before my brother left the house so i was no doubt squeaky clean.
“it's all clean daddy” i moaned.
“let me see" he replied. I turned around, laid on my stomach and arched my big bubble butt up. I could hear him mutter “holy fuck!!!!”
I felt his both hands grab each ass cheeks firmly and parting them so wide apart until it began to hurt. I felt the tip of his tongue tickle my hole followed by a long wet kiss. Chinedu didn't rim my ass hole...he kissed it as if it were a mouth. I felt his tongue swirl and dance all over my love hole as his lips massaged it along side. I was completely thrown out of planet earths orbit.
“you want daddy to fuck you baby?” he asked while still feasting on my hole.
“yes....daddy...oh yes daddy" i gasped uncontrollably.
“That's my baby”.
I passed him the lube and he lubricated his very big dick. As i lubed my saliva moistened ass hole, i couldn't help but notice how very soft and open the hole was. Chinedu has eaten me open.
Just as i read in my research, i relaxed and took deep breaths as he began to plunge into me. The hurt wasn't easy but i managed brace up well. Eventually, his groins where pressed firmly on my cheeks. He was now inside me. Gently stretching himself and putting his body weight on my back, he whispered – “how does it feel?”
“perfect so perfect” i replied.
“good. That is why your pussy is mine” he moaned and began to thrust.
Chinedu was a real talker and i loved it. He loved me telling him how good and sweet his cock is ; just as much as i enjoyed hearing him telling me how juicy and tasty my hole was. He fucked me like he owned all of me.
“come and ride daddy” he said as he unplugged his fat long pole from my wet cunt.
Lying on his back with his massive iron dick shinning from ass juice ( and lube) in full presidential salute, he waited for me mount him as he relaxed with his hand under his head which made his muscles very detailed as well as the “V" of his waist.
This is nothing but a dream come true.
I got on top of him and guided his limousine into my waiting garage. As i was slowly trying to accommodate and not die from the penetration of his heavy pole, Chinedu thrusted his cock inside my hole (though not roughly) and it hurt like crazy. I screamed and made an attempt to get off his dick but immediately, he sat up as his strong hands caught me immediately.
“shhhhh....its alright baby....shhhhhhh....Don't run from daddy....” he said as he stroked my hair and gently lowered my head for our face to meet. The way we kissed felt as if it was my first time. It is beyond what words can explain. I felt his hands run all over my body as i also felt the details of his back and shoulder muscles. Just when i thought i was in heaven embracing his muscle body and kissing him, fresh hot fire shot into my brain from my ass as he thrust into me again; though forcefully this time.
I wanted to scream in agony but he covered my mouth with deep kisses. He did it again. And again. And again. I felt i was going to die.
“damn you sweet baby...” he moaned as he fucked.
“You have to let daddy fuck you a minimum of 4 times a week baby. Ok?” he asked as he kept smashing and shattering my ass hole with his power fuck.
If fucking me a minimum of 4 times a week was going to kill me, then certainly i had to accept the fate.
He squeezed my man boobs and sucked on each of them in the same manner he did my ass hole. My ass was on fire yet my body was receiving extra ordinary pleasure. I found myself returning his thrust and matching up it's vigour.
“That's my baby” he smiled as he reclined back to his former position while watching me bounce, hump and ride his pole with utmost impunity.
After a while, he sat back up, kissed me like heaven and came ontop of me (his cock never leaving my hole).
When he was ontop of me, Chinedu didn't smile or talk like before. He looked into my eyes so seriously as he accelerated his merciless pounding which was making me moan n whimper. He just watched me react from his fucking as if He was studying something.
I grabbed his shoulders for dear life and after what seemed like eternity, he moaned
“gonna come in that pretty mouth of yours baby" he wasn't asking. He was telling me what he was going to do. Being the cum loving person i am, i gladly accepted and his smile returned. He continued thrusting a little while when suddenly, he moaned loudly-
“OOOOHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!
Quickly withdrawing his dick from my hole, he hurriedly guided my head to it and as i sucked him, i felt him melt all his goodness in my mouth.
Took us almost 10 minutes to catch our breath and get back our senses. I was so exhausted.
“damn.....honestly you are something else.... i don't think i have fucked like this in my whole life" he confessed.
“you want me to turn gay right?” he jeered. And we both laughed.
Eventually the rain subsided and he had to leave for his place.
For the next few days, my hole did hurt like crazy and Chinedu called constantly to check on me to see how i was recovering (most times asking me for photos of my ass hole as to monitor).
We have fucked few times before i went back to school and Chinedu has visited me on numerous occassions. He buys me G-strings (likes to fuck me while I wear them) and does the little (support) he can render.
The only problem is that Chinedu doesn't want to meet my close friends (gay) who are part of my life and also, he finds it impossible to identify himself as a gay man. Recently, he told me my brother as well as his family members are saying he has changed; over what, he doesn't know.
Also, he sort of blames me for not being able to get a girl friend and if i ever tell him he is free to go ahead and get one, he will get so mad with me and threaten to stop talking to me.
Am just taking each day as it comes with him. I really do love him but how long this hide and seek game with him is going to last without my brother finding out is only a matter of time.
Written by
Nwachi T.
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