LOVE ONCE LOST; NOW FOUND.

Some people are born to be special and I think Ezekiel is one of them.


Right from primary school, he was popular because he was exceptional in his academics and school events ( such debates and quiz). He was also very handsome and this made a lot of teachers and student (mostly females) admire him. Everyone wanted to be his friend.




 Eziekel was my very first boy crush or gay attraction. I remember how I will sit and stares at him during break time as he played. My attempt to make him my friend paid off eventually when I borrowed him my brick game (video game) which my uncle had bought for me from America.


(At the time, brick game wasn't popular so, bringing it to school  made me an instant super star)






 He was so happy when I offered to borrow him the video game and after that day, we became inseparable friends.





One day, while i was urinating in the toilet cubicle, Ezekiel walked in and asked to see my penis. I was surprised at his request but as naive about sex as i was because of my age, i got an erection.




 I still remembered how i stood still for a while as the last drop of urine fell off my dick hole before i motionlessly turned towards him so he could have full access to my see my penis.





 "yours is bigger than Edet's own" he said casually while wrapping his warm hands around my hard dick. I felt so jealous hearing him talk about Edet (who was actually a boy in his clique of friends).





  "Do you know how to kiss like the people in blue film?" he asked.



At the time, i have never watched porn or kissed anyone. But because this was the one and only Ezekiel, i had no choice but to lie.




"yes" i replied.





 His eyes lit up like a bulb and to my surprise, he asked me if we could kiss. He didn't wait for my answer....he just came for my mouth. As our lips met, he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I knew i had to do something with the tongue so I sucked it the way he did mine and this felt so good.



As young as he was, he was an experienced kisser.

(I have; and would never forget the feel of that kiss until the day i die)



He brought out his penis for me to see ....and O BOY!! was i surprised. It looked like Daniel my father’s driver penis...it was big and curved. I wondered how come his penis was so big for his age. He rubbed our dicks together for a while and then suggested we should be meeting to "play” after school had dismissed. (This was because almost all students would be away).




I agreed.


When i got home that day, i was full of thoughts and excitement. I vowed to myself that i will kiss him so much better when next we meet.


We began meeting almost everyday after the close of school until we finished primary school.


We ended up in the same secondary school and things continued.



When in secondary school, i began having interest in girls but Ezekiel had a very strong hold on me.



I couldn’t just resist him. Most of all, i couldn’t help but feel jealous whenever girls threw themselves on him. Even though Part of me wanted to date girls, a large part of me wanted to have Ezekiel all to myself.



Our usual frotting (rubbing our penis together) migrated into full masturbation. We would kiss and stroke each other’s penis until we climaxed without any ejaculation. We hadn't had semen at the time.




 One day, myself and Ezekiel had a fight. He had begun hanging out with one certain guy and I suspected they where intimate.



When I confronted Ezekiel, he told me I had a girl friend and he couldn’t share me so he decided to have a lover for himself. This led to an argument which led to a physical fight.






I couldn’t eat...I couldn't sleep. Few days later, i decided to make peace with him by going to his house. When I got to his house, I had barely said a word when we began kissing like wild animals. He stripped down, rubbed cream in-between his thighs and asked me to put my dick there.






I was confused because we had never done such; but nevertheless, i obeyed. As I slid my hard dick right between his smooth oiled thighs, it felt like my soul was entering some delightful sweetness. He grabbed my face and kissed me so deep as i fucked his slippery thighs. I began feeling a fierce urge to urinate which I couldn’t understand.








The urge was building so strong that i was forced to rush to the toilet in hope of not urinating on myself or on him. Just as i was about standing up to rush to the toilet to urinate (as i thought),  suddenly, very thick white fluid shot out from my dick with such quantity and uncontrollably force that it literally flew about the room in all directions. The sensation that followed literally knocked me down.





After I'd finally regained consciousness, i met Eziekel’s awed gaze.






“You have sperm!!!!”






He exclaimed with his dropped jaw.





We both where astonished. We smelt my sperm, touched it, and even tasted it. As we closely inspected my semen, Ezekiel looked me in the eye and with all seriousness, told me I have to stop going out with girls because i could get them pregnant which will result to me getting expelled, disowned by my parents and doing odd jobs to feed my baby. I was wrecked with fear and made an immediate decission never to have any girl friend.







Ezekiel became my full time lover until all hell broke loose when we where rounding up our senior WAEC.






He had pressured me to come to his house to study and we both knew why. I wasnt as bright or a genuis like him so i had to do extra work to ensure i passed.





Also, about that time, he had persuaded me into having anal sex with him and i began craving it like crazy. We took turns to fuck each other and I can’t describe how wonderful inside his ass hole felt like the first day. Also, Getting his big dick inside me was always a tug of war but once it entered, it felt so good.






(For many years, the sensation of feeling his fat long cock throbbing harshly on my ass as it offloaded hot fresh cum into my hole hunted me to the point I masturbated several times to the memory ).








On this faithful day, i had just finished fucking Ezekiel and it was his turn to have a piece of my cake.


One thing about Ezekiel that i loved was how much of a good lover he was. He knew how to make my body yearn Even as a teenager.





He had just sucked my dick and nipples, licked  and fingered my ass hole......infact I was already dead by the time he penetrated me.





We fucked so passionately until he baptized my hole with his holy milk. As he laid on my body panting heavily with his penis still deflating inside my devoured hole, we began telling each other How much we wished we'd always be together. As we laid naked in each other’s arms talking, a loud scream tore us apart in panic.




“JESUS OOOOO!!!!!”






The voice screamed again.






There was a woman who I didn’t recognize standing at the door. Immediately, i grabbed my clothes and ran for the door not minding if she stood there or not.






As I ran towards her, she posed like a goal keeper ready to catch me. I faked to move to the left and once she dived towards that direction, i bolted towards the right. She wasn’t fast enough to catch me but she managed to deal a heavy blow on my neck just as I was escaping.






I could still remember feeling of trickles of fresh sperm dripping down the back of my thighs from my fucked ass hole as I struggled to wear my shorts while running out of the house.






I began living in fear after that incident. Because I feared they will come to school to look for me, i didn’t go to school. I also didn’t write my last two papers (WAEC). Even at home, i prayed fervently that they won’t come looking for me. Thankfully, they didn't.








Truth be told, i gravely feared for the safety of Ezekiel. I couldn’t go to his house because i was afraid of getting caught. Because he didn’t come to my house either, i assumed it wasn't safe I visited.  Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and months became years. There was no sign of Ezekiel.  I missed him so much that it often drove me to tears and deep sorrow.






I eventually got into university. I tried doing stuff with one guy but because it didn’t feel the same way as it did with Ezekiel, i gave up and began dating women.







I eventually got married and life went on.






It was over 24 years later when I saw Ezekiel again.






We had a church retreat and several pastors (under the umbrella of my denomination (of which I also was a pastor) )  from all over the world came. It was during a prayer intercession he was called to the pulpit to make a prayer point/ moderation.






A freezing wind blew into my soul as I saw my Ezekiel looking so handsome. He had aged, now wore glasses and evidently was doing well. He was introduced as a pastor from one of our branches in Europe.







As the intercession went on, i just couldn’t pray. I just stood and starred at him. I felt like a teenager again...My erection was beyond control. But deep inside my heart, i felt guilty. Guilty that i was coward to not have checked on him to know how he was doing after the incident. I had abandoned him.







After the retreat for that day ended, i drove to the hotel where all the visiting pastors lodged. The hotel lobby was full of people (who came for the programme)  meeting and greeting. I spotted him talking with some people and I walked towards him.






I was just few feets away of him when he turned around as if  some unseen or telepathic force asked him to.







Once our eyes met, We just looked at each other for what seemed like forever. He called my name as he forcefully dug his hands into his pocket while inhaling deeply. Honestly, i felt a tug of fear. This man still had that power over me.








“How are you?” I managed to ask.







“ am fine.....Am very fine” he replied while stressing the “very fine" as he rocked his body back and forth while nodding his head slowly simultaneously. ( he always does that whenever he was hurt and trying to critically analyse situations).







My heart dropped into my stomach as the guilt  engulfed me.






“can we talk?” I managed to ask.








Without saying a word, he turned around and walked. I followed him.








In silence, we got into the elevator and rode up. We walked down the corridor and got to his room.







He sat on a chair, removed his glasses, kept it on the table beside him, crossed his hands and legs and said-




“okay....Am listening...”





His eyes burned with the fire of hurt and betrayal.






“Am sorry" was all I could say.






He scoffed at my apology.






“do you know i was sent to the village? I was tortured because i refused to out you...”





He said calmly.





As i tried explaining "fear" as my excuse, he lost it and was almost screaming as he stood up. His eyes where red as his body shook.






“You have no damn excuse.... You left me for dead!!!!!"






I drowned in shame as years of tears swallowed me whole.






I begged for forgiveness... begged him to give me a second chance.....begged him to love me again.







He began  sobbing uncontrollably ( more than I was) so I went to console him. As i embraced him, i could smell his perfume and the touch of body brought back memories never  forgotten.






When he/We stopped crying, he pinched my stomach and said I had become fat. We laughed over it.






I kissed his head and hugged him tight as I sat on the arm of the chair ( where he sat). We began sharing our experiences of how life has treated us since we last saw.



He had lost his wife to breast cancer and had a son who is in America.



 He told me he missed me so much and i told him i did same.


When he stood up to stretch his back, he winced. I asked him what was the matter; he told me he's been having severe back pain. Luckily, i studied physiotherapy so I asked him to lie down so I could inspect his back.







While I worked on his back, he asked me who else I have been with since we parted ways. I told him the truth how : because it never felt the same with anyone else,  i gave up. It was just one person.






He told me he’s never had any one else because he was too damaged. He told me it was the emptiness that drove him into marriage and becoming a pastor. He was looking for something to replace the value we shared.




He turned around and laid on his back. Leaning beside him and looking at him once again filled my heart with joy. Everything stopped existing except both of us.




I drank the sight of him. He now had chest and facial hair.







I couldn’t resist touching his body. As i ran my fingers over his chest and nipples, he began to unbutton my shirt. Once my shirt and singlet was off, we locked in a full embrace and our lips met. At my age, i cried like a baby. Never in my life have i felt anything so beautiful...this was love.







As we kissed, my hands felt his cock. Just as usual, it was big and well curved as last time. My ass hole twitched so hard as my brain flooded it with memories on how it used to be fucked. We took off our clothes and with smiles, we explored all our long buried and hidden treasures.




Just like old times, his tongue worked great miracles on my body as i quaked and trembled with moans. He took my dick into the wet warmth of his mouth and all I could do was beg for his big dick. He laid astride so that i too could pleasure his big cock with my mouth.






I sucked his dick with all my heart just as he did mine. I sucked his balls, smelt the musk scent of his hole which i licked and sucked.




He began stroking my penis with saliva and I did same to his.



“let’s cum together?” he asked and I nodded in approval. My mouth went for his hole again as my hand worked the length and breadth of big pole. As he began to moan, I knew he was almost there so mentally accelerated my climax to catch up. In a short moment, he announced the arrival of his sperm and as I took his fat long and curved pole in my mouth, i felt his seed rush in which I swallowed with joyous relish. In that same instant, i felt my cum exploding without warning; and just as I had done, his mouth caught every drop.







We both broke into laughter simultaneously as he came over me to kiss my lips passionately.







We laid in each other's arms as we discussed life, our families, children and challenges we’ve been facing. He was going to resign from pastoring due to ongoing politics in the church (of which I knew very well).







As we chatted, he used the toilet while i watched him. After he was done, i went next. It didn’t feel odd in any way to us. As we both took our shower together (still discussing), he casually slid his hands down my ass crack and told me he never stopped dreaming of my hole.





As i looked down at his semi flaccid penis, i wondered how I managed to take all his dick inside my hole back then. It looked too big; but all the same, I loved it. I took his meaty cock in my hand and as I stroked it, I sucked his mouth while his fingers drove deep into my soapy hole. I; equally returned the favour by putting my finger inside his tight hole as well. We kissed and fingered our man hole like crazy.  It was pure magic.






“baby let me go first...I can’t wait” he pleaded as we kissed. As i turned around, i felt his tongue devouring my hole and then next followed his dick. It had been many years i had a dick in my ass but I didn’t care. I wanted to get fucked.....get fucked hard by my love.







I felt his penis pull my ass apart as it drove right through my hole deep into my stomach. I begged for more and he gave it to me just as I asked...hot and hard.






After a while, he ejaculated With a loud groan.







I went down and sucked his dick until it went flaccid in my mouth. My dick was so rock hard that i couldn't endure it any more.






I turned him around and the sight of his round hairy plum ass filled my heart with happiness. As i parted his soft ass cheeks, i saw the hole I loved and missed so much. Without wasting time, i put my tongue right in-between his ass cheeks. The way he moaned at my rimming drove me wild.






While i was sucking his ass hole, a sting of guilt caught me. I remembered my wife and how stale our sex life was. In all my years of marriage i have never licked my wife’s vagina for one single day.




I wonder what she would say if she saw the way I was eating a man’s ass hole like a hungry lion.






After I had eaten his hole to my content, i slowly began putting my penis inside his hole. It felt so heavenly and so good just like old times.


I pounded Ezekiels ass hole so hard that he gasped and moaned recklessly until Eventually, i released inside him.





I don’t know how many rounds we went because we kept taking turns until my alarm went off at 4:30am which is My quiet time. I was surprised because it meant we had spent several hours fucking non stop.. meanwhile I can barely go two round with my wife.







We managed to sleep finally...naked in each other's arms.






When I got home , i knew for certian that things will not remain the same.




Before Ezekiel came, my marriage has been full of hell and drama. It had been long dead and I had long stopped trying to please madam (my wife) and her inconsiderate demamds.




Eventually, Just like Ezekiel, i also quit the church (the politics finally caught up with me and I couldn't deal with it).



I am leaving to Europe by February next year (2019) for a course after which, i will start working immediately (all thanks to Ezekiel for already sorting it all out).






The Nigerian economy was the  good enough reason I am using to leave. I still feel guilty but there is nothing I can do....the truth is I am happy with Ezekiel.



I will be responsible for my family's upkeep no doubt but a man got needs.




Written by
K.O Eze