THE MAN FROM BADOO

About 8 years ago was when I met Hezekiah.



It so happened that i was whiling away my time on Badoo and scrooling through photos of good looking men i wished i could have when i came across a profile of a delicious looking chocolate man. After drooling over his looks, I discovered he had a fantastic dress sense.



So, i dropped him a message saying i liked his clothing and also added that he was a handsome man.



Few days later, he replied saying "thank you" but also asking if i was female.



I had my picture on my profile and it was obvious I was male....


"so, where was the question came from?"


 I wondered.






 I replied by asking him if he didn't see my photo. He responded and told me he did and was wondering why a man would compliment another man. He now ended his message saying that he isn't homosexual and if my commending his looks was because I was having ulterior motives, that i should look some where else and not him.




Reading his message deactivated several TNT explosives in my head.




THE BLOODY NERVE!!!!!!!!



I didnt waste a second to put him in check. I told him that he was a typical African man whose parents; perhaps raised him up without paying him a single compliments and that is why he is a stranger to it. I went further to address the so called "homosexuality" and told him that he should open a damn book and not a religious book that is 2,000 years behind schedule. i sent him a link that explained homosexuality in nature and how its found in over 340 specie of mamals.



I wanted to block him immediately after sending the message but part of me was ready for war. I wanted him to talk trash back at me so i could finish him once and for all.




But how wrong i was.  Instead of a negative response, i got something unexpected.




He sounded calm as he told me i was right about his upbringing beign void of compliments. He was raised by his uncle who was very hostile and now as an adult, often times, people pay compliments when they wanted favours. He told me some gays have messaged him on Badoo and he found their  advances quite distasteful. He promised to read the link and apologised if he came off as harsh or insensitive.



And just like magic, all my anger just evaporated. I replied telling him that he should be happy that he was handsome enough for men to find him attractive




Few days later, he sent me a massage thanking me for enlightening him on human sexulaity. He asked me about my stand with the bible and christainity because he was confused over the fact that if same-sex practice is very much part of nature, how come religion says otherwise.





I replied by telling him that religion has robbed us off our mind and concience...pointing out the fact that once upon a time, we as Africans where naked but never sexualized or perverted it. We lived in harmony with the laws of nature and served God by taking care of of our environment and caring for one another. But since religion came and divided us, we all lost our nature. I pointed out some same-sex practises still found in African cultures...including a once powerful king of Congo beign gay. He was very open minded about it all and requested for my number.




Once i gave him, he called me immidiately. DAMN his voice was deep and sexy. I just kept giggling like a small girl.



That was how we started communicating every single day ( via whatsapp and phone calls).




I knew all about his movements, where he was at every moment of the day and vice versa.




He was based in Kaduna and i was based in Lagos.


As time went  on, we got very close and started calling each other "my love" and saying "i love you" freely. But never for once did we talk about anything sexuality.


Several months later, he invited me to his sisters wedding. It was a great oppurtunity to see his family as well as to meet him face to face.




I had sent him my measurement for the asoebi and he had sewn matching outfit style for us (upon my request).





When i arrived Kaduna airport, it wasnt hard to miss his handsome angelic smiling face from the small crowd at the arrival terminal.




We didnt care if anyone was looking as we literally dove  into each others arms in a very tight and strong embrace that only two men could give.




When we got to his house, I was surprised to see a girl there. He had once told me that his sisters were trying to hook him up with a lady...but never had he mentioned "living together".




I did my best to mask my deep disappointment as I put up a big smile and greeted the lady. She responded by just waving her hand.  It was clear i wasn't welcomed.





Hezekiah seemed to notice her bitchy behavior and tried to lighten up the mood by starting a discussion but I wasn't in the mood for it and neither was she. But I did by best to engage whereas, she just stood up in the middle  of the conversation and dissapeared into the house.



It was barely 2 minutes she went inside the house that she called him with a stupid irritating fake voice...the kind of voice ladies use for men they fancy.




Hezekiah didnt hesitate. He just stood up like a zombie and went to meet her inside the room.



That was it.!!!!



I went into the guest room and began planning my leave.



Few minutes after i had just got into my room, Hezekiah called my name. I didn't answer. He knocked on my door but i still didn't answer. The door was unlocked so he opened it and stepped inside.




He saw my countenance and asked me what was the matter.



I told him i wated him to take me back to the airport so i could go back to Lagos.




Looking completely confused, he asked me what was wrong.




I didn't hesitiate to point out the fact that i had travelled several miles just to be with him and all he could do was run after a woman whom he'd refused to pre-inform me that they lived together.



He was about to laugh but when he saw the look i gave him, he swallowed it immediately.



He started saying i was taking things too seriously and wanted to start the whole "you know how women are..." talk. But i wasn't in the mood for any explanation. I insisted he dropped me immediately at the airport or i will look for a cab myself.



That was when his shoulder dropped and he quielty said - "why are you doing this to me?"




It felt like a knife was driven into my chest. He looked like he was about to cry.




I just felt weak and sat down on the bed. It was pointless getting angry because its not ideal for two people to be in a negative mood together.



He came to seat next to me and for a while we both were silent.






I told him i loved him and he said he loved me too.


I confessed that I was jealous of the girl and he assured me that I had no reason to feel insecure .



i rested my head on his shoulder and slipped my hands under his arm as his other hand gently rested on my arm.




I was just about arching my head to meet his for a kiss when the girl called his name again.



My reflex action made me disengage from him immediately.



He pleaded with me to be patient and allow him see what the matter was with her.




With a nod, i gave him my permission and he left to see her after rubbing my knee roughly.




I could hear his voice on the phone. After a while, he came to tell me he had some errands to run for his sister and asked me if i'd like to come with him. Because Delilah was at home, i took the offer and we both left the house.



We spent several hours running around that by the time we came back home, it was already night fall.




The girl was asleep when we came back.



Surprisingly, there was no food at home. Hezekiah was clearly upset. He had told me not to buy us food when we went out because he assumed  there will be food when we got home.





"Madam too cool" didn't find the decency to leave any food for him or even wash the plate and pot she used. She left it for her house boys to clean up after her.



That was how i started cooking for us. In the middle of my cooking, Madam posh came to the kitchen (wearing what was obviously my Hezekiah's shirt) and had the guts to say that our noise woke her up. When he asked her why she didn't leave some food (for him) or at least cook something for me (his guest), she had the guts to say "you should have taken care of that when you where away".




I pretended like i didnt hear her


After she went inside, I went through the kitchen shelves, picked some ingredients I could find and began to cook up something.


Finally, my delicious pot of jellof rice was ready and we ate in the living room...even feeding each other while at it.




Hezekiah was naturally such a lovely affectionate man . He also was very emotional and was just a big baby ("my giant baby" like I do call him).




After we both showered and brushed (separately), we decided to see a movie but half way through, I was really tired and needed to sleep.





Jokingly, I told him he was free to go back to her while I will try to sleep even though I would be cold and lonely.




"Okay i will sleep in your room. If that will make you happy".




I though he too was joking but he was serious.



I pointed the room he was as if to ask if he would need to take permission from her.



 He waved his hands as if to say - "its fine".





He stood up, walk to the bedroom door and told her he would be sleeping in my room. I heard no response from her.





My heart was doing gymnastics as made our way to the bedroom.




When he took off his shirt to reveal his broad smooth chest, I just stood like a pillar of salt in awe.




"What is it?.....This one you are starring as if you're seeing me for the first time" he said to me.



I told him it was the first time I was seeing him half naked and I never knew he had such great body.



He smiled as he reminded me that he had told me of his days in  heavy weight lifting which he stopped due to a shoulder injury he'd suffered.



I felt his chest and playfully punched it. Gosh!!! It was firm. He made them twitch and we both laughed.




I made sure the door was securely locked and we got into bed. I cuddled up next to him and he received me warmly.


In the silent darkness of the room, I could hear his heart beat as my ears where  pressed on his solid chest.



"Do you love me?" I asked.




"Of course I do" he replied.



"Very much or just normal?" I asked.




"What do you mean?...of course you know the answer" he said.




"What about her? Do you love her?"




He took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.



"Honestly, I dont know.  It's just there....infact I don't know"



The probing bitch in me suddenly surfaced. I told him I needed a "yes" or " no " answer and not explanation.




He seemed irritated at my questioning but being the gentle man that he is he, kept his cool.



He told me that she's trying to get close to him but he's just managing. I told him I was jealous and he told me he noticed. He said I had nothing to worry about.





All the while we spoke, I kept feather stroking his massive chest. I had already positioned myself to be almost ontop of him. My chin now rested on the back of my palms which was placed ontop of his chest.


After a little silence, I told him i needed a favor.




"Sure" he replied.



"I want to kiss you" I said as I planted a kiss on his bare chest.




ha-ha very funny" he replied comically.




i told him i was serious.



"but we are both guys mhen...." he said as i heard his heart beat slowly picked its pace.




"but we love each other nauuuu?" I whispered seductively while feinging sobs as i started to wet kiss his chest and nipples. When i gently bit them (nipples), he let out a soft gasp and asked me to stop. But i didnt.



He didnt push me away or protest. He just laid still while gasping and grunting to every lick, tickle and flicker of my tongue on his body. I used my thighs to feel his crotch and his cock was hard. I came up to his face and planted a kiss on his lips while my hand held his sugar stick. I kept kissing his lips until he finally parted them and kissed me back.




It was such a slow deep passionate kiss. There was no rush of lust. Just two friends who truly loved each other kissing.




I licked my way from his neck, down the middle of his chest, slowly making my way to his stomach, belly button, trimmed pubic hair and finally, i came to his precumming erect manhood.




As i took him into the warmth of my mouth, he moaned and slightly jolted as if he just been electricuted.




I sucked the thick knob of his throbbing cock then slowly swallowed his shaft and when i came up back to his cock head, i played/sucked it nicely and went all the way down again. This made him grunt loudly. I felt his hand rest upon my head to support the rhythm of my sucking.




I finally removed his shorts as well as mine. As i sat across his waist and removed my shirt, Hezekiah sat up, took me in his arms and began to kiss me. I raised myself a bit higher and guided his face to my nipple. And mhen did he suck them so well as if he was a baby in desperate thirst for some nourishing milk.




In the middle of our passionate kissing and steaming foreplay, he stopped and whispered - "please let's stop this".



But i didn't want to stop. I kept kissing and licking his neck and ears while begging him to make love to me.


He was begging me to stop....i was begging him to fuck me.




I knew Hezekiah was someone who puts the needs of those he loves before his; so, as long as i was concerned, there was no way he was winning this "pleading competition". Meanwhile, all the time we where going back and forth, i had already used saliva to rub on my hole and his dick and was already easing his dick into my tight warm and moist hole.




Ignoring the pain in my ass hole from the stretching of his thick curved cucumber, i finally had all of it inside me.




Once he was deep inside and i began to roll my waist and squeeze his cock with my ass muscle, he moaned "oh my goodness". I knew he loved the sweetness my hole was making his penis enjoy.




I began to beg him to fuck me as i rode him slowly while kissing him and caressing his solid manly body.




There was no way he could deny that he wasn't loving the moment .....


Infact, there is no way a real man would put his cock inside a juicy ass like mine and not want to fuck the hell out of it.




I didnt need to beg too much. Hezekiah held me close and rolled himself ontop of me.



In the process, his cock slipped out of my hole and quickly, i re-lubricated my walls with a generous amount of saliva (which i put on his pole as well). As i held his pulsating rock hard prick and put it back inside my paradise, he exhaled with an "oooohhhhh  myyyyyyy".




Unfortunately, i couldnt see the expression of his face because the room was dark. But i imagined it would have been absolutely divine to have watched.




I clung to him desperately as he slammed his fat curved dick mercilessly into my man hole.



I played with his nipples, praised his dick, glorified his fucking skills, moaned, kissed his mouth, spoke in different tounges.....mhen i went all shades of wild for that dick and i knew for certain i made him feel like the worthy king he truly is.




As he fucked me, i asked him if he loved fucking my pussy and if he loved me.....




 he replied "so much".





Hearing his response, i went gaga and begged him to fuck me like he loved me just as he claimed....and oh boy...did he fuck me.


He drove his dick deeper into my hole while asking me if I loved the way he was fucking me. I said "yes" in a thousand languages.


After what seemed like the longest and sweetest moment of my life, i felt my cum approach with such force that i almost passed out from the sensation. But Hezekiah wasn't done yet. He kept pounding me so hard and it began to hurt like crazy. This time i was crying for real. The reality of how wide my hole was stretched and drilled dawned on me.





It seemed my sobbing made him fire on...and in no time, he gave few powerful thrusts and released his seeds into my intestines. He was trembling and grunting as the last drop of sperm swam into me from the hole of his very thick penis head.






Completely exhausted, I slept off almost immediately.






When i woke up the next day, he was already out of the house. He sent me a text saying he wasnt happy about what happened the previous night and he would love our relationship to be based on friendship without sex.




I understood he was finding it hard to accept the fact that he had fucked a man's ass hole and loved it ; so it was pointless making him feel worse by attacking or defending anything.



I replied by telling him that I respected his decisions.  I also told him I loved him and cherished our friendship and he repliEd - "me too".





I asked him if he still wanted me to wear the matching outfit that he had made for us to wear for his sister's wedding ( which was the same day) and he told me not to ask such ridiculous questions.






He told me he had to rush to pick some family members who had come from abroad from the airport and take them to their hotel. He asked me if madam was home and I told him I doubted because the house was dead quiet. He asked me to go into the room and check if she ironed the clothes he was meant to wear for the wedding.


When I got into the room, I was surprised to see that she didnt even dress the bed. Her clothes where scattered everywhere. She also didn't iron his clothes.





I told him what was situation and informed him that I will iron his clothes for him. He thanked me and hanged up.



When he came back, it was a bit awkward to look at him after the fuck session last night.  We said hello and he tried acting normal ( but we knew better).





We dressed, took photos and selfies with our phones and left for the event.




All through the church service and even reception, Hezekiah and I just kept looking at each other. We had an amazing love making because what we felt for each other was real.




After the ceremony was over, we came back home with some of his relatives. Because there was power failure and his generator was faulty , the guests had to sit outside while we entertained them with drinks.




Madam didnt come back home that night. So it was just I and Hezekiah running around trying to make sure the guests where comfortable. In the course of things, he ran out of money for drinks  and asked if I could lend him some cash.





So I went inside the house and because it was dark, i had to use my phone as a torch light to get to my room and go through my clothes ( am in the habit of putting money in the pockets of my clothes).




I must have stayed too long because he came to meet me in the room to ask if everything was okay.



I told him i was fine but just needed him to hold up his phone's light for me so i could use my both hands to search for the money.



He agreed and stood very close to me to the point of physical contact as he held the torch light of his phone high above my head while I was going through my belongings.





I completely lost conerntration as i felt the bulk of his chest on my back alongside the vibration of his heart beat . His breathing was now heavy and suddenly, his phone light went off. I knew he wanted me....and I certainly, I he knew I wanted him too.



Slowly, I leaned slightly into him and unconciously, my hands went right for his dick. It was hard like iron. He embraced me tight from behind and began to lick my neck.  Everything seems to be happening too fast. I was ransaking my bag admist wet kisses and moans. I remember his hands forcing their way under my shirt to squeeze my chest, pinch my nipples and also, going into my trouser to finger my hole.





Hezekiah turned me around and went down on my dick. He sucked me so roughly that his teeth began to bruise me. I tried pushing him away because of the hurt but he refused. He kept sucking me fiercely.



 I finally found my lubircant and lubricated my hole quickly. Once i did, i kicked off my trouser and undies, urged him to get up ( thankfully, my dick was free from the shark attack of his mouth  lol).




Holding his neck for support, i lifted my self up, wrapped my legs around his waist and then with my still lubricated hand i had used to wet my hole, i used it to rub his dick. As i started guiding him into my space, his hand came in support and together, we ushered his snake into my Garden of Eden.





I leaned back into the large  opening of the wardrobe where my bag and hang clothes where. My legs where spread wide opened and raised high for his heavy dick to uselessly pound my thy kingdom come.




We kissed and fucked simutaneously without caring about his guests talking and laughing outside.




After a brief moment, he began shaking and grunting like a beast. With the last survivng nerves of my already destroyed anus, I sensed his penis pulsate violently as it spilled thick creamy man seed into my metabolism.




Everything happened so fast that it made both of us giggle and wonder "what just happened".




As we held each other breathing and enjoying the sweetness of big dick in sperm soaked wet ass hole,  we heard foot steps approaching and immediately, we disenaged. Whoever that was approaching called his name and quickly, Hezekiah pulled up his pants and left the room. I stayed quiet and squeezed myself into the wardrobe which thankfully, accomodated my small frame alongalon my bag.



From where i was hidding, i could hear them very clearly as if they where few steps away from me. We had also had forgot to close the door so the room was accessible...just that the darkness was helpful. I heard the person ask Hezekiah what he was doing in the dark and he replied that he was looking for something. He asked if he; Hezekiah that was alone in the house and he said "yes".






The person informed Hezekiah that they where about leaving because they had an early flight to catch the next day.



I could hear their voice drift away afterwhich i heard Hezekiah's voice outside laughing loudly with them. A moment later, i heard the sound of car engine's kick, then drivings and then, dead silence.




I came out from the wardrobe and looked through the window. Hezekiah had left with them. I was the only one at home. I cleaned up and out of exhaustion from the day event ( wedding) and an intense quickie, i slept off.






When i woke up, power had been restored. I began to panic because i rememered Hezekiah was out with guests and i had left the house opened. As i quickly made my way to the living room to lock the front door, i saw his room door opened. I knocked his door and he responded.



He was lying down with his clothes on.



"mhen I don drink o...." he said,


Clearly he was drunk.


He told me his relatives stopped over at a bar and they had another ration of alchohol.





I quickly went to lock the doors of the house and got back to him.




I helped him undress and take off his shoes. While at it, he kept trying to kiss me and was telling me he loved me. He told me so many private things about his family and even the girl who i met in his house. How she had a bad reputation and was close to his elder sister who was very manipulative.




All the while he was talking, his penis was in full attention .




He pulled me to himself and whispered - "come and disvirign my ass"




I was surprised.



I told him he was drunk and doesn't know what hes saying but he insisted  that he was fully aware of himself.


Once he mentioned that the alcohol wont make him feel the pain that much, I knew he knew exactly what he was doing.



He pulled off his boxers, raised his big hairy legs, parted his ass cheeks with Both hands and with dreamy drunk eyes, he looked into my eyes and said



-"baby please take me"




In that instant my dick just rose like a palm tree.




I hurriedly went to grab my gel we'd used earlier  and returned back to his room.


He was still in the same position he was. His black  hole was just eyeing my dick like mad. I couldn't resist as i immediately took off my clothes and descended on him.




I kissed him like crazy and went for his hole. The way I rimmed him that night felt like something had possessed me. He kept forcing my head down his ass while I ate his smooth virgin hole.




After rimming, I positioned myself over him, lubricated both our fuck instruments and began to penetrate him with my hammer.




He screamed silently with eyes and mouth wide opened yet, edged me further into his super tight hole.




When I finally got inside of him, it felt like heaven. His hole was too tight and gripped my 8 inches dick equally firm.




As I started to thrust inside his hole, he urged me to fuck him harder. And I did my best.

The passion was so sweet and lovely. 

As I trusted into him, he asked me to marry him  (among other things he said) and of course I said yes.

While I fucked him, his dick was super hard and percum was just pouring out like crazy.

I used one of my hand to wank his sugar pole using his precum as lubricant.  To my surprise, he didn't last 5 minutes  into my masturbation when he started biting his clenched fist as if to stop himself from screaming down the roof.

All the veins and muscles in his face and body was heavily protruding as if he was suffering a severe seizure. He let out a deep growl followed by several muffled sobs and then it came.....thick white creamy juice in such quantity like I've never seen all my life.  

I gave his hole some couple of thrusts and then I released my passion into him.

After I had gotten back my breath, I went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in water and used it to clean him up. Shortly afterwards, he was fast asleep cuddling me. 

The whole of the next day, Hezekiah was sleeping.  

Madam came back in the afternoon and I just avoided her completely.  I heard her on the phone talking and nobody will need an angel to tell you the sort of person she was when you heard her speak. All manner of negativity was in the tone of her voice.

The following day, I left for my base (after Hezekiah dropped me at the airport).

The bond between Hezekiah and tightened more than ever. Our communication became so intense. He came to visit me couple of months later and we made sweet love to each other every day. When I asked him about Madam, he told me he had asked her to move on. 

I was so happy to have him all to myself. 

But things suddenly became bad. 

Hezekiah suddenly stopped replying my messages or picking my calls. I was so worried.

About 2 months of not picking my calls, he sent me a message saying that so much was going on in his life. Apparently, Madam had gotten pregnant and her family (and his) was bent on him marrying her. It had even gone to the point of involving the police. 

I called him immediately and he answered. 

In the course of  our discussion, He started trying to explain that he is the only son and needed children. When he began telling me that nothing will change between us and if I would want to be his best man, I lost it.

Unfortunately, i allowed my selfishness got the best of me. I took out my anger and frustration on him, said so many hurtful things to him and even though  he was crying on the phone, I hung up on him.

He tried calling me back and out of anger, I blocked him. 

I fell very sick to the point I was hospitalized.  That was when I realized I suffered from high blood pressure. 

After seeking several counsel and advise from close friends, I learned my mistake and was remorseful over how I treated him.

I tried reaching Hezekiah but his line was switched off. His profile was taken down from all social media (including badoo). 

I cried my eyes out forever and for many years , I lived in regret.

I never heard or saw Hezekiah until few months ago ( May 2019).  I was going for a condolence visit of a colleague who had lost her mother. And just as I was climbing up the stairs to her flat, guess who was coming down?????? 

Hezekiah my love.

He had not aged a second.

We just froze and couldn't say a single word for several minutes. 

He called my name and smiled. I didn't know when tears wheeled up in my eyes until they dropped.

"Stop that mhen.....its a good fate to meet again" he said....still smiling.

He asked me who I had come to see and I told him. I pleaded for him to wait for me and he told me he was on his way to buy something from a nearby shop and will be back in about 10 minutes or less. 

He told me  come up to his flat when I was done with my condolence  and we went to attend to our businesses. 

My condolence visit was short (out of nervousness) . Immediately, I was done , I made my way to his flat. When I got to his flat, he was already waiting for me. 

I got to know he had moved to Lagos over 2 years ago. 

He had eventually  married madam but sadly , she died during child birth.  But there was a problem. After her death, he did a DNA test and discovered that the set of twins she gave birth to wasn't  his. 






Her family claimed he forged the evidence, his family had nothing to say...so eventually, he decided to keep the children. Thankfully, his aunt has taken the responsibility of guardian.

We chatted until very late at night. 

When I wanted to take my leave, he asked me if he was chasing  me away and I said "no". He asked me to spend the night and I agreed. 

He asked me if I still could cook as good as before and i said yes. So, We went to the  kitchen and I made us yam and pepper sauce. 

We ate quietly and after we were done, we decided to see a movie in the living room as usual. 

I sat away from him and it felt odd.

"Na so you dey sidon before?" He asked. I smiled and drew closer to him. He put his arms around me as I snuggled up to him. 

It felt just like old times....the warmth of his embrace was perfection. 

Nothing happened that night. We just cuddled and slept. 

It was the next day when I was leaving that he kissed my forehead at the door and told me to let him know when I arrived.

We have been to couple of dates and without question, the love still burns in our heart and this time, I am wiser and willing to make it right 

Written by 

  Boris O