LIFE CAN STILL BE BEAUTIFUL

It was four years ago that my life came crashing down. I had just ended a very toxic 2 years relationship and the first thing i did was get tested. My ex had a reputation for being promiscuous and unfortunately, it was already too late before I eventually found out.

Before I met my ex, i had always been very skeptical about being in a relationship. Not because i didn't want one..but because, i always thought what I wanted didn't exist. 

After all, Finding someone with strong Christian values but who also is a pagan in the bedroom was something you don't see every day. 

I had met my ex at a boutique and he had insisted on paying for my purchase. He was charming, smelt good and was good looking.  He started calling me every day and honestly, because loneliness and pressure from friends (who have been asking me date) was heavy on me, I saw myself agreeing to request.

Also, at the time, i was still a virgin. I had always imagined how beautiful  and amazing it would be when I give my virginity to "the love of my life". Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The pain and his rough thrusting was just excruciating. And even when I begged him to take it easy, he just wouldn't listen. 

At some point, his behaviour towards me began to change and this worried me a lot. He had claimed that it was because I resisted his thrusts during sex and always insisted on using condoms. I promised to adjust to his selfish pounding and requested we went for blood test to be sure we both were cleared so that we could have unprotected sex. Sadly, that didn't go well for him.  He flipped and turned the table on me. He began to accuse me for calling him promiscuous and threatened to end the relationship. Instead of me seeing the writings on the wall, I was concerned about pleasing him. So, never brought up the topic anymore. 

We started having unprotected sex and I had eventually got used to his hard pounding. In fact, I started enjoying it to the point that the rougher he got, he more pleasurable it was for me.

One day, he asked I joined him to visit a friend. Only to get there and realized it was an orgy. From the way everyone greeted him (including the comments they were making), it was obvious that this wasn't his first time with them. In fact, they were praising him for bringing a "fresh meat" (which happened to be me). I watched in utter disbelief as he started feeling and kissing random  guys right before my very eyes. He began urging me to join them while stating that " there was nothing there".


He even went as far as asking why I was  pretending like I was faithful to him. 

I was dumbfounded. This felt like a nightmare. I would have gone home immediately but it was damn late and he drove. Also, because I didn't take my wallet, I had absolutely no money on me.

How over 10 guys will have unprotected sex with each other was shocking. My ex didn't use a condom and didn't even flinch over the fact that I was there- watching him have sex and rim almost every single person there. 

Once we got home, I called off the relationship and went for a test.  Unfortunately, I was positive. It was after the break up I found out he and his so called "best friend" had a reputation for hosting orgies in Lagos. There was absolutely no way I would've known because, my friends and I don't participate or know people who indulge in such. 

Thankfully, I was still in good health but because I was advised by the doctor to commence treatment, I had no other choice. 

It was pointless calling to inform him or making trouble. I was the one to blame here. This was his lifestyle and as an adult, he should be aware of the consequences. Moreover, he didn't even notice my withdrawal and silence since that day. He called almost a month after the orgy to tell me he's missing my sweet ass.

 Imagine the beast.

Nothing but regret and disappointment filled my head . For four years I didn't have sex because My body shut down completely. Work and church was my comfort zone. The dream of finding love was very far from me.

" How would I start disclosing my status to someone who wants to date me?"

This secret was too heavy for me. 

One Sunday, during church service , an altar call was made for people who had been broken and seeking healing of the mind. A lot of people came out and I joined them. I wept my eyes out. All I wanted was to give and receive love but I ended up with a toxic and soulless person. 

As I closed my eyes praying , I felt the pastor lay hands on my head as he said - " you will smile and love again". In that moment, I felt a great sense of relief and hope.

Couple of days later, I was in a barbing salon awaiting my turn when this fine man walked in. Tall, dark, well groomed full beard, thickly built and handsome was he. I starred at him as my heart beat began to race. All I could do was imagine having someone like him as my man.

As if by some magnetic force, he looked straight at me and I immediately removed my gaze. I thought he must've felt embarrassed or something by my rude stare but how wrong I was. 

"Excuse me...is someone sitting here?" A deep voice asked. Looking up, It was him. My bag was resting on the chair beside me so I quickly apologized and offered him the seat. He looked at me for a brief moment and asked me if I was at church on Sunday ( he called the name of my local assembly) and I said yes.

He told me  he'd seen me during the altar call. 

"You noticed me among the crowd?" I asked in surprise. 

He laughed and told me he rarely pays attention to people's faces in crowds but however, there was something about me that caught his attention. 

"And what could that be?" I asked. 

He replied that it was my suit. He had the exact same one I had worn. 

He introduced himself as Oscar and before I knew it, we were laughing and chatting like old buddies. He had offered to drop me so I had to wait for him to finish his haircut.  

After he'd dropped me home, he didn't leave immediately.  He stayed back and we kept laughing and talking about silly stuff. Eventually, he said goodbye and left. As he drove away, I literally felt a huge part of myself leave with him. I had tried cautioning myself to stop day dreaming about him- "after all, he could be straight and was just being nice" I assumed.

But when he called me barely an hour after he'd left to ask me if I had gone to bed, I couldn't think straight. 

The next morning, I woke up to his good morning message.  "WOW ".

As days turned to weeks and weeks to month's, Oscar's behaviour never changed for one single day. He was consistent with his attention towards me. He introduced me to his sister who was married and lived in Lagos. I also met his mother and brother (who lived abroad) during their visit. 

One day I was visiting him and it was time for me to take my medication. I wanted to excuse myself- but when he asked me what I wanted to do, I couldn't find myself telling him.  My medication was in my bag so when I took it, he insisted on knowing what was in my bag ( that I didn't want him to know).  I didn't answer him. I just went silent. 

Being the nosey and very child-like inquisitive fellow he is, Oscar opened and searched my bag.

 Pulling out my medication, he asked me what it was for. But I couldn't answer. As he Googled the name of the medication to find his answers, I went into the bathroom, locked myself and began to sob. Few seconds later, I heard him knock on the door asking me to open- which I did. 

He just held me in his arms telling me he was sorry and everything was okay. 

His embrace was so warm that it gave me a deep sense of comfort and safety. Am not very sure how it happened but we began kissing deeply and passionately. 

Right there on his bathroom floor, Oscar undressed and made divine love to me. His tongue pleasured my nipples, licked all my private parts and sucked every secret places I never knew existed in my body. 

As we kissed, he slid his finger into my mouth and i sucked on them. He now used that same saliva lubricated finger to penetrate my ass hole as he sucked my nipples and kissed my mouth with such sweetness. I found my hole loosen passionately to his fingering (and intense rimming) and in no time, i was guiding him into me. As I held his cock and positioned it to slide into my man- pussy, I marvelled at how thick,  long and turgid it felt on my hand. 

For the very time, i felt no pain as he entered me. Even after four years of no sex, my ass hole welcomed his dick with joy. 

He fucked me with such beautiful energy that felt strong but yet; gentle. Though my honey pot was stretched and totally stuffed, I loved it.  I adored it. 

Without having any contact with my dick, I began to feel the bathroom spin as my entire body went into a sweet shock.  NEVER had i felt a climax so intense. As i cried out in joy while  releasing countless wads of cum, Oscar joined the chorus almost immediately. We moaned and held unto each other so tight as he poured his life force into my soul through my hole. 

I didnt want him to remove his dick from my ass. It felt so good having him in me. After a while, i got down on him and took his sperm stained dick in my mouth.  He was a glorious mouth full. Few seconds later, he was already hard as iron again. I sat on his dick and rode him with all my might. Hard sex was all I knew (at the time) so that was what I gave him. As I bounced viciously on his big prick, he propped himself on his elbow and responded fiercely.  It was a fire for fire battle. About an hour later, began to growl and roar like a lion as he flooded my canal with his fresh milk. I had already wanked and cum on his chest few minutes before he arrived inside me.

It was as we held each other close while lying on the tiled bathroom floor that it began to dawn on me that in all these months of being friends, never for once had we talked about homosexuality or even sex.

All i knew was that he didn't have a girlfriend.

I knew I was undetectable but still,  I was worried about him and why he took such decisions to make love to me unprotected even after finding out.

Till this day, he still tells me he doesn't know how and why he did what he did that day (in the bathroom). He feels uncomfortable taking about taking gay sex and i guess its because he doesn't really identify himself as a "sexuality ".

Oscar is negative and hasn't changed towards me despite the years we have been together. We still have mind blowing sex and never in my wildest dream would I have believed such wonderful man could be mine. 

I dont know who needs to hear this; but just because you are positive doesn't mean you cannot find love. If it can happen to me, it can also be your story. 

Just beleive.

Written by

T.k

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