MY NORTHERN STAR

 I was about 9 years old when I witnessed My first gay sex. How it happened was that I was on holiday and visiting my aunt in the North. 

Anytime my aunt was out and I was alone at home with my cousin  (who is an only child and way older than me), a certain man (who for the sake of  this story I will call Ahmed) would always visit him and once he showed up, my cousin would either ask me to go outside and play or go and sleep inside the room.

Sometimes, when am with them in the living room, my cousin will play hausa movies  and since I didn't understand the language, I will simply just leave the sitting room For them.

So, on this day , Ahmed showed up and as usual, I was asked to leave the parlor.

I got into the room and tried to sleep but sleep didn't come. After a while, i felt like urinating so, i made my way to the toilet. 

On getting there, the door was closed and just as I was about to push it open, I heard moans and slapping  noises coming from inside.  Instinctively, I knew "something" was going on and decided to peep through the key hole.

As I did, what my eyes saw made my heart instantly jump as hard my my dick .

My cousin was bent over and Ahmed  was standing behind him and furiously thrusting what I would describe as the biggest penis I have ever seen. At the time, i didn't properly understand what exactly they were doing. 

From the grimace and facial expression on my cousin's face coupled with the noises he was making, it was evident he was in alot of serious pain-  but why  he didn't tell  his friend to stop hurting him was something my young mind could not comprehend.  

Also,  I didn't understand what part of my cousin's body  Ahmed was sticking the monstrosity of his penis into. Everything confused me.

I watched them for a while and silently went back to the room with my dick very hard and terribly aching. 

That scene NEVER left my memory and would always give me a hard on even after 20 years later.

As life would have it, I never went back to the north after that visit. My cousin left to join his dad in America and unfortunately, my aunt (his mum) died from a terminal illness.

During her last stages before her demise, my mum relocated to the north to nurse her and after she passed, my mother decided to stay back because the house was very comfortable and belonged to their father. Moreover,  she wouldn't need to pay rent.

 At the time, my parents were already  divorced and I was staying with dad. But because dad and I really never got along especially when his women came visiting and coupled with the fact that because he  (my  dad) believed that he had played his role by seeing  me through my education,   therefore, he had no obligation to continue catering to my needs. 

I was basically "on my own".

Since there was no job forthcoming , I decided to move to the North and stay with mum. At least I knew she would care.

Living in the North was very boring  because i didn't know anybody around save for Ahmed (my cousins guest) who still lived in the same house along the street. 

Ahmed, though  now aged, was still very attractive. Infact, he was more sexier than the time I knew him as a young chap.  Every  inch of him oozed sugar daddy.

He had recognized me instantly and guess it was because, I was the spit image of my cousin. Our mothers were twins and we both  looked like them. But even though I saw Ahmed regularly during my evening walks, we never said a word to each other- all we did was wave (without a smile).

 The only time we spoke was when  he asked if my cousin was fine and I said "yes"- and that was all. 

Also, I wasn't even  sure if he was  still gay Because, anything could have happen between then and the time we met.

However, I felt we both knew about each other because, whenever we make eye contact, there was a sort of chemistry but because he was nowhere  close to my age and i didn't know how to approach him (talkless of starting a friendship), I kept to myself . 

I craved company and sex but didn't know how to sort it out because, I knew how dangerous the North could be at times and I had to be careful.

Prior to my relocating ,  I had made a Facebook friend who was an elderly bottom and we've been chatting for years. He calls me his daughter and he was the type that seemed to hold the Nigerian gay register . He knew almost everyone and had been "in the  game " for many decades. 

After not chatting for a while, we had just  reconnected  again and knowing  he was from North (but based in Lagos), i informed him about my relocation and my need of finding a man to plow my sugar walls.

  When I told him my location, he told me he had a friend who was matured and had a very big penis. But because the person wasn’t on any social media platforms, I couldn't see what he looked like- I only had to trust his judgment when he assured me I would like him .

 He promised to get back to me after he had talked to him and with that, I thanked him for his kindness . 

Few days later, my friend called and told me the man had given his permission for me to have his number. He also gave his name as Ahmed. 

So, I called the number and after few rings, firm voice bellowed "saanu". 

Wow!!! What a man!!!!

After I introduced myself and told him who gave me his number, his voice tone became lighter.

 He asked when I arrived and where precisely  in town I lived . When i answered, he told me he too lived in that area and exactly on the same street. He went quiet for a moment and then asked if I was a brother to David (my cousins name). It was then we both knew who we were and this made us to laugh at the coincidence 

We ended up speaking for hours even until very late at night because we had so much to talk about.  

According to him,  my cousin converted him and also, was his first love. But because he (my cousin) wasn't faithful, they had to break up eventually. Even when he left for America, he didn't even tell Ahmed and that hurt him so bad. He told me that when he saw me, his heart stopped because it was like he was looking at David ( my cousin) and this brought back lots of memories for him.

I told him about what I had witnessed as a child and how I still get an erection whenever I think of it since then. He laughed and told me I no longer had to think about it anymore because it was now all mine. I asked  if he was hard and he told me his dick had been up since the beginning of our discussion. Excited, I asked him to show me "my property"..(afterall, he said it now belonged to me). 

A brief moment later, I received a mouth watering photo. Ahmeds cock was as big as I had remembered...even bigger. 

Though it was way passed midnight, I begged him to come to my house so I could feel his cock for real. I just couldn't resist any longer after fantasizing about it for so many years.

 At first, he refused but after a lot of begging (from me), he finally  succumbed. 

My mother was fast asleep so, I sneaked him into our compound and led him to our garage which my mum had transformed to a hair saloon. Once we were safe inside, I touched his penis and at the same time, he gently  took  my mouth in his. As we embraced in deep kisses, I could literally feel his cock swell and get turgid rapidly in my hand. The length to the girth of his fuck machine was enermous.

By the time I unfastened the string of his pants and felt the rawness of his hot stiff cock,  he was already precumming heavily. 

Without delay, I squatted and licked off the dripping  juice before sucking his very fat dick cap. As I began to suck the rest of his big black meat as saliva gushed down my chin, he moaned like a bear but then, begged me to stop. When I asked why, he said he didn't want to cum because the place wasn't conducive.  He said he wanted to enjoy me very well by fucking and- according to him, "pouring it inside inside my ass hole".  He pleaded we should reschedule our meeting to later that afternoon because, his wife would be out about that time  and won't be back until evening so, we will have quality time.

Even though I agreed with him , I desperately needed to cum. There was no way in this world that this hot sexy daddy with a very big dick will be in front of me and I won't at least pour my libation in honor to his phallus. 

When i told him I would love to cum, he asked what he could do to facilitate It and I let him know I would love to be rimmed while I wank. He didn't hesitate. He simply said "okay" and squatted as I turned around, parted my legs and bent low. 

Ahmed showed my ass hole real sweet love with his mouth as he rimmed the stars out of it while parting my ass cheek apart to ensure there were no obstacles stopping his tongue from playing with my love dot.

The pleasure was so fascinating that it didn't take me long to moan like a she-wolf and shoot my cum. 

I was beyond impressed with his rimming skill that while we kissed passionately, I couldn't  help but thank him profousely.  

He told me he looked foward to fucking my ass hole and assured me that I will enjoy him. Without a single doubt, I believed him. 

All my life, I've never been so inpatient or wished I had the super power to fast forward time. I had douched multiple times and even thoroughly lubricated and worked my hole for his Godzilla cock..after all, my hole was already sealed from lack of penis for so long therefore, I had to put it through a crash course to refresh its memory. 

Finally, what I had been waiting for came through- a call from my sweet daddy asking me to come to his house. Without delay, I made my way. 

Ahmed lived in a very decent flat. I learned that was his family house and since all his brothers had relocated to other parts of Nigeria , he chose to stay back and look after the house. He told me he wished we could live together as husband's because that has been his dream with my cousin before their break up. 

After we had spent a moment cuddling and talking, he suggested we go to the bedroom and commence our session. 

As we got into the bedroom and began taking off our clothes, Ahmed was very excited to see I wore a g-string.  He couldn't control himself anymore. Full of smiles, he came to me and took me in his arms as he blessed me with a massive kiss. 

Gently, he laid me on his massive bed and continued kissing me tenderly. Slowly, he went for my neck and gradually kissed his way down to chest and then, took one of my tiny nipples in his mouth. I had barely gasped in ecstasy when his other hand touched my other nipples and fondled it expertly.

Whilst still moaning from the sensation on my nipples, he traveled further south and then, the warmth of his mouth met my dick. He licked my shaft as if it was coated with the finest of honey before continuing his journey to my balls and then to my ass. 

Ahmeds technique of rimming is so outstanding that I find it very difficult putting it into descriptive words. Just when I thought I could not take it any longer, the soft warmth of his mouth engulfed my toes.  As he sucked them slowly, his warm hands ran down my leg, stroked my dick, rubbed my stomach and played with my nipples.

I was in complete surrender by the time he lubed us up and began to penetrate my thirsty pussy. As he held me tight, he also kissed me softly while gently pushing the monstrosity of his penis deeper into my moist manhole. 

I didn't have the opportunity to scream in agony as his giant dick stretched and pulled my ass hole apart because his mouth never left mine. The deeper he fucked me, the deeper his kisses became. 

I literally felt my hole extremely strained from his mighty cock and I had to cling unto him as if doing so would stop me from Slipping into a state of unconsciousness. 

All my body trembled as his fuck pole forced itself into my soul through my anus. At some point, my dick began to discharge whitish watery stuff that looked like sperm mixed with precum. But after a short while, my dick exploded and thick cum in such a quantity like I've never seen before, shot out multiple times from dick hole. 

My spirit, soul and body vibrated uncontrollably as I called absolutely everything that existed in heaven as Ahmed. 

"Yes baby....yes baby..." was  his response as he watched me display my shattering climax. 

No sooner as the  intensity of my sensation began to die down, Ahmed told me he was about cumming.

i begged  him to fill me up with his life force and with one powerful thrust, he closed his eyes and exhaled loudly as i felt his dick pulsate severally On my rectum. 

 He kept  thrusting harder again and again as he shut his eyes so tight with a clenched jaw which made his face look like he was enduring the most excruciating pleasure ever.

I felt the wetness of his sperm rub on the spot his cock met with my ass hole as we kissed until his cock deflated inside me.

I wanted to shower but he told me to do so after we were done for the day.

Ahmed fucked me 3 more rounds that was so sweet and heavenly that by the time I got home, all the burdens I once carried had been lifted. 

My mother noticed my new glow and cheerfulness and assumed I had a girlfriend. However, I told her I was just living in gratitude. 

On few occasions, Ahmed has come to my house when my mum wasn't home to fuck and rim me mercilessly and I have always reported for duty at his home whenever his wife was away . It has become so intense now that it has become a daily affair and  we even have started  hooking up  in dark secret places on our street at night just for the fun of it. 

Just like me, Ahmed has a thing for being an expeditionist (One who enjoys the thrill and/or excitement of having sex in random nontraditional areas usually public places where the thrill of being caught) and its been amazing.

Just like countless gay men, Ahmed got married to fulfill all righteousness. Infact, his wife was arranged for him and he told me he can't remember the last time he touched her. He takes good care of me and I have given him my word that I won't disrespect or walk away from him like my cousin did. 

I have also come to realize that there is a network of mature gay men in the North as well ....though it's very discreet. 

Written by 

 J. Bello