A NIGHT WITH BOSS-P

Some years ago, my company sent me and some of my colleagues to Abuja for a training. 

 It was my first time in Abuja and I was loving the city. From the good sprawling roads to the ambiance of the clean environment, Abuja was everything that Lagos wasn't. 

It was a two weeks training and boy was I horny. Because, Nigeria is what it is, hooking up (especially via social media or sites/app) is a "BIG NO!!!!!" for me. Kito was/is my biggest phobia and I will do absolutely anything in my power to avoid such embarrassment. 

Anyways, my colleague and I went to a club that was a throw stone from the hotel. On getting there, we stopped to buy cigarettes from a vendor (popularly known as mallam) and that was where I saw him. 

Tall, smooth ebony skin, toned muscled, broad shoulder, bright coloured clothing and foot wear, sagging Jeans that exposed a small but firm butt (that was hidden behind an obviously very tight turquoise blue underwear).

We made a quick  eye contact and I felt a subtle tingle. As I put a cigarette in my mouth and asked the vendor for a lighter, the hip-hop looking hunk handed me a lighter. I took the lighter, lit my cigarette, handed it back and thanked him.

As my colleagues and I walked away into the club, I turned back; and just as I suspected, he was looking at me.

The club was full of people so we found a corner and watched People dance and do their thing. Moments later, the guy I saw outside walked in. He greeted some suspicious thug looking guys. 

He kept looking at me from time to time and the more he did, the more my mind told me he knew "what's up".

There was a bar and grill outside ( within the vicinity of the club)  so a female colleague requested we sit outside for a drink and have some grilled fish. We all agreed without question and went to find a seat.

In no time just as we have settled and made our order, the Guy came out of the club, walked straight to where my colleagues and I sat and  greeted us by shaking our hands while touching his chest after each shake.

He had some CDs with poor quality print covers. On the cover were four guys all looking fake and somewhat poverty stricken. I could recognize him in the picture even though he looked nothing like his real life self (which was far better).

Nobody seemed to care about his CDs...besides, who does CDs in this age of technology?

His standing felt awkward so I offered him a seat with us which he happily agreed.

Surprisingly, he quickly blended with us and began chatting away with my colleagues. When the grilled fish and alchohol came, he hurriedly ate. Evidently, he was hungry so I ordered more drinks and food (hoping he will have his fill).

Moments later, my colleagues needed to leave but I chose to stay back because I wanted to see how things would turn out with the guy.

As we began talking, he told me his name was  Philip but popularly known as Boss-P.



 He came from Nassarawa to Abuja to chase his music carrier with his cousins (the guys on the CD cover) . He kept telling me how he was determined to make it in the big city, build a house for his mother, drive a flashy car etc. I really wasnt interested in his unrealistic dreams but I listened anyway.

We had too much to drink and beign someone who is very conscious of my alchohol consumption, I had to stop when i began feeling tipsy.


Boss-P on the other hand, kept consuming a lot of alcohol but it seemed he wasnt really affected by it judging from his comportment.

Being unsure about his sexuality because it never came up in our chitchat (which now was getting extremely boring), i got fed up and I decided to say goodbye. 

As predicted, he asked me for some financial support but I had no money ( physical cash) on me as I had spent all I had come out with .


Because he didn't  want to take any "no" for an answer, I gave him the option of coming with me to where I was lodged so I could give him whatever I had. Without question, he agreed.

 Looking back now, i Guess its because part of me had a bit of hope to shag with him.

After We walked to the hotel and got to my suit, he asked if he could use the convenience and I approved. He got Into the toilet and I could hear him doing his business (take a shit). After a while, I heard him flush.

Because I was still feeling hopeful about getting laid, I told him to relax and feel free to pass the night if he wanted to. 

Once again, he didn't oblige. He simply said "no wahala" and kicked off his shoes. 

I quickly  stepped into the shower (while leaving the door opened just incase). After I was done, I asked him to go have a wash. Without a word, he went ahead. Clearly, he seemed extremely comfortable.

 When he was done, he stepped out wearing only his underwear. He had a gorgeously toned dark smooth body. I offered him one of the robes (house coats) from the hotel and he threw it over his body. 

He asked if he could smoke weed and being a weed smoker myself, I immediately approved and also requested he makes one for me. 

As we started smoking, I became bold (guess its because of the alcohol and weed).

I stood up, walked behind the chair he sat and started touching his chest as I commended the texture of his skin and firmness of his muscles.

As I caressed his body, all he kept saying was was-"bros I dey feel you".

I played with his nipples, felt the packs on his firm stomach, hand served him my weed to smoke (which he accepted) after which, I gently tilted his head upwards and before we knew it , we had began kissing like crazy. 

I grabbed his cock and it was in full attention. 

Everything began spinning out of control so fast. Next thing I was aware of was us tumbling on the bed, taking off our underwear as if they were on fire, our dicks in each other's mouth in a frenzy 69 position, me sheathing my 9 inch veiny dick in a condom, lubricating his hole and climbing ontop of him with his legs on my shoulder. 

Everything seemed to play out like a sequel right before my very eyes as if I was a third party on witness.

His hole was so extremely tight that I could  swear it was probably still virgin. I vividly remember how he groaned and writhed while  girthing his teeth in agony as I pushed my very stiff penis into his wet tight hole. But never did he tell me to stop. 

When I finally got all my cock Inside his hole, I was amazed at how very smooth it was- just like the rest of his body;  but sweeter and more juicy. His pussy was so tight that it  properly squeezed my dick very hard as I fucked the nonsense out of his hole.

As I fucked him, his cries of pain stopped and turned into moans and screams of pleasure. He rolled me on my back, sat on my dick and began to ride me with such force that surprised me. As he was riding me, he did something that I didn't see coming.  His hands reached for my ass hole and he began finger fucking me alongside.  The harder I fucked him, the more fingers he forced into my hole.

The sensation of his deep, tight juicy hole bouncing on my dick and his finger inside my ass hole was something I have never experienced since I was born.




My balls and my entire body began to vibrate uncontrollably as I flooded the condom with my seed. Just in that instance as I was cumming , he furiously wanked his long dick (which he had been doing all through the fucking session) and suddenly, hot cum shot right on my face and chest. His asshole clenched my dick so tight that I felt my cock suffocate with sensational  pleasure. 

The fuck was so incredibly sweet that I was completely knocked out and slept off immediately with the condom still on my dick. 

When I woke up,  he was gone...alongside my work phone and N4,000 ( four thousand naira) which I had kept in the pocket of my suit hanging in the wardrobe. 

Thankfully, I had left my laptop, work documents, wallet and my personal phone in my colleagues room where we had a group meeting the previous night before we left for the club. 

Just last two month,  boss-P reached me on Facebook. He claimed to have accidentally stumbled on my profile and according to him, has been looking for me for all these years. He now looked much better and mature with full beard and more muscled body.  He had given up his music ambitions and was now into trade and now part time studying (going for a degree). 

He apologised for stealing from me and wanted to refund me double of what he stole but I reclined. 

We exchanged numbers and spoke on phone. While we talked, he brought up our fuck ession and said he still thinks about it.  Unfortunately, am currently in a loving committed relationship with my boyfriend so, there was nothing I could do. However, i refereed him to a very good friend of mine who lived in his location and had a very big dick. 



The last time I spoke to boss-P,  he told me they had already hooked up and how much he loves my friend.


On the other hand, am sure my friend will not let Boss-P's hole go after tasting it. 

Written by 

Fernidad