MY LANDLORD'S SON

 In my mid 20s, I moved to Asaba and rented a boys quarter. My landlord lived in the same compound with his family and even though they were chronic Catholics, they respected my Pentecostal background. My landlord's family were very nice to me and i got along with his kids. 

Not long after i had moved in and began making friends with guys in the hood did i start hearing stories about my landlords family. 

I heard his second son, Emeka was gay and his first daughter was a "cheerful giver". 

At first, i thought it idle gossip but when my neighbors in the market ( who also knew my landlord owned the shop space I rented in the market) started saying the same thing , i began to take extra observation. 

It is so funny how things can pass you by right before your eyes if you are not paying apt attention to the smallest details ; because not long after i'd began to observe things,  i started seeing what people were saying.

 Because the boy quarter was attached the fence and i had a window facing the street, i was able to see a lot of things going on outside the compound including the numerous guys coming to look for and fondle my landlords daughter at night just outside my window. 

Because  she was clearly was a loose woman, I didn't want to miss out from the fun  so i decided to shoot my shot.

I started with complimenting her figure and suddenly, one day, she asked me if she could come to my room and borrow some CDs from me. Cut long story short- i fucked her that same day she came to my room. It was very easy. Too easy.

 Honestly, sex with her was just "basic". We didn't indulge in any foreplay. She just shifted her pant aside and offered me her pussy to fuck till i came. From that day, she became my regular fuck.

About that time, i also began to notice the mannerism of Emeka ( my landlords son who was rumored to be gay). Though he was not effeminate per se, his very pretty look ( he had very dreamy eyes, pink lips that highlighted his dark chocolate complexion and a head full of well groomed afro hair), gave a very strong homo vibe. I also began noticing the way he flirted with his eyes anytime he saw me... you know, the way an experienced older woman would look at a young guy she found attractive? yes... that way. He didn't need to say or do anything.... his eyes and body language said it all.

One thing with Emeka was that he was very funny and could shade you to to the ground. His witty behavior was outstanding and if not that i knew his family, i would have sworn he was from somewhere else because from personality to looks, he stood out from all his siblings. Even his sister was damn ugly ( no shade...just truth). Also, he had very good looking and high class friends who visited him a lot from time to time. All of them had his allure and poise and would undress me with their eyes anytime i walked shirtless in the compound. I never said a word to them neither did they, to me. However, i could tell they found my muscled hairy body attractive and it boosted my ego.

One evening, i was smoking weed with Emeka in my room ( a usual habit i do with him or any of his brothers but that day, it was just both of us). We were just talking about random stuff when he looked at me and said - "you don dey chop my sister since.... which day you go chop me too?"

 [*in translation, "you have been fucking my sister, when are you going to fuck me?*]

He pursed his lips and rocked his head like a drama queen as he held his weed like all those exotic women of the 1930s you see in Hollywood movies.

I tried to deny his allegations and laugh it off but he wasn't having it. He looked me boldly in the eyes and told me he was serious.

Never in all my life have i been gay curious or thought about getting down with a guy.

 The whole thing just sounded weird to me but funny enough, i was not offended or pissed at his request. I simply just kept laughing as i told him that fucking guys were not my thing.

 Emeka wasn't having it. 

He asked me if i have ever tried it before and didn't like it- of which i said "NO". 

He now asked how did i know it wasn't "my thing" if i had never tried it before. As we kept arguing back and forth, he touched my dick and that made me jump. Emeka and myself already had a very good rapport and i just couldn't see myself take offense. Instead, i began begging him to relax and leave me alone. But he would not listen, He too was insisting i should be the one to relax. So, it became a relaxing debate.

Eventually, i gave up. 

I was 100% confident that my penis will not rise for a man like myself so in order to prove a point to him, i allowed him do whatever he thought was his magic trick.

 Instead, i was the one in for a BIG SURPRISE. The way his hand caressed the hair on my chest and tummy and began playing with my nipples sent thrills all around my body. I pushed him away but he insisted i should relax and i found myself doing just that. I just closed my eyes and assumed it was girl feeling me up, Besides, the weed had given me a certain high which i love a lot so, i was "good". 

When i felt the warmth of his mouth on my nipples, i literally felt blood rush into my penis but i was too carried away by everything to even find the strength to ask him to stop. I felt his tongue lick and kiss it's way down my stomach and when i felt my boxers pulled down and his mouth on my meat, i totally surrendered. 

I have been blown very few times... all of which i had to beg and the even when they (women) did it, it was done  very reluctantly and everyone knows how annoying it is having teeth brush on your dick in the name of BJ . Even his sister didn't blow me.

I found myself grunting and pushing Emeka's head further into my thick banana curved fat dick while he choked and coughed alongside ( which made me feel superior in a very odd kind of way). He took all my penis down the tunnel of his warm throat and i could not deny i was loving every damn second. As he began gagging while taking my big balls in his mouth one after the other, my entire body began to shake uncontrollably. Never in all my 20-something years on planet earth had i been aware that my scrotum was sensitive to not just any mouth....but a man's mouth. As he took my penis back into his mouth and massaged my big heavy balls simultaneously, I jerked under what felt like the most severe electrocution as i exploded into his his mouth. Emeka didn't have mercy on me at all.....as i was shivering and howling, he began sucking me very fast and went all the way down to my bush with his mouth and paused as i fired shots after shots of my babies straight into his stomach for custody. 

He swallowed it all..

I was still shaking under the intense sensation as he got up laughing. I too began to laugh in shame and confusion. I truly felt humiliated because i was thinking i was straight and no guy would ever make my dick stand...but here i was...moaning to a mans touch and ejaculating in his mouth.

As Emeka stood up to take his leave, he told me straight up that i still owe him a fuck. I was still laughing in humiliation as i locked my door. Even still under the influence of the weed, i knew for certain i had just had the best climax i have ever had in all my life and even though i felt guilty and full of shame, deep in my heart, i knew i loved it and would like to have it again.

Few days after the incident, i could not look at Emeka's face. But him being his usual jovial self , taunted me like crazy and it really made the burden of guilt feel lighter ( thankfully).

Couple of days later, Emeka showed up in my house with his brothers. Before this particular day, i have been avoiding him and refusing him from coming to my house...i think it was because in my heart, i knew if he came to my house, there was a very high chance of stuff happening between us again.

So, on this day when he came to my house with his brothers, we all drank, smoked and talked about girls. Emeka was a totally different person because he could pass for a typical straight man and i just could not stop my eyes from meeting his. It was so akward. Eventually, his brothers said they wanted to go somewhere and requested we all go together but Emeka chose to stay back in my room. Do you believe that when they asked me if i wasn't coming, i found myself saying "NO".

I FUCKING BETRAYED MYSELF!!!!!!!!

It was after they had shut my door and i was alone with Emeka that it dawned on me that i had fallen into a trap willingly. As if my conscience had not judged me enough, my dick suddenly began to swell as the memory of the blow job and the earth shattering climax i had received days ago began to play on repeat in my head.

It was as if my brain had told my cock that I was now alone with Emeka. 

 I wore loose fitted boxers which did absolutely nothing to hide my erection and Emeka didn't waste one second to spot it and jump on it. Once again, i saw myself moaning and gasping as he sucked my cock to heavens gate. Just as the angels where unlocking the pearly gates to let me in, he stopped and asked me for my cream.

Even though in my heart i kind of guessed why he was requesting, I asked why he wanted it. He eyed me and began to look around. In few seconds, he was already moistening my cock with my lotion  and sucking my nipples in the process. At this point, i literally begged him to stop but he kept deaf ears to my pleas. Besides, I was too weak to resist. 

 Turning his back on me , he pulled down his shorts, bent over my reading table and began to stuff his hole with my meat. I watched helplessly as my penis got embraced with the tightest, warmest, juiciest and sweetest walls i have ever felt before. My mind was BLOWN AWAY!!!!

I had fucked a good number of vaginas in my life but what I was feeling was far above what any vagina felt like.

I didn't know when i grabbed his waist and began fucking his ass like a mad dog. As i fucked him, he was squeezing my dick with his ass muscles in such a rhythm that perfectly harmonized alongside my thrust. I don't think i have ever fucked any girl the way i fucked Emeka that night. I totally battered his pussy hole with all the staima and energy i had and the more he moaned and begged, the harder i fucked him. The so called "shattering climax" i got from his blow job which i thought was the ultimate, turned out to be a childs play because, this time, as i was cumming, I felt my head spin and also had an out of body experience as I felt my cum approaching like chariots of fire. I completely lost control as i screamed my head off in ecstasy. 

Once I got myself, my eyes cleared.  I was thinking Emeka would leave but instead, he showered and passed the night in my room.

 I left him on the bed and slept on the floor because i was still feeling guilty and trying to mentally process what i had just done. Do you know in the middle of the night, he came to the floor where i slept and rode my dick like a pro. I saw stars as he bounced and fucked my sugar pole with his honey filled tight cunt. It was on this round i knew for certain that he had completely gotten me at his finger tips. Once again i was speaking all sorts as i shot another bucket of cum deep into his hole.

As time went on, I Slowly began getting addicted to gay sex. Even my interest in pussy just didn't interest me anymore except the girl was exceptionally stunning...however, such "stunning girls" where above my league of men. And as for Emeka's sister, everything between us just stopped.. especially when she wanted to talk relationship and marriage as if I didn't know her story.

Like i said, i became addicted and began craving emeka's ass like crazy. Our sex became more passionate as time went on and we began doing all sorts to each other. But things took an awkward turn when Emeka began dating a certain guy and started avoiding me. But it wasn't long before his friends began hunting me down. 

I kid you not, in the 3 years i lived in Emeka's fathers compound, i  fucked over 15 of his friends. Some of them came all the way from various states to look for me and i saw myself unable to say "no" because they were very hot and attractive. But it seemed i was the topic of discussion among them because they all seemed to know things about me even before meeting me.

 

As i got older, i got tired of tasting different guys and the drama that was attached to such lifestyle really frustrated me. 

I eventually changed my number, left Asaba and went off social media for many years. 

However, i still retained very few reasonable friends i had made during the course of time. One of them is currently my boyfriend and we stay together in Belgium. 

Looking back now, i guess i can say  for a fact that life is full of surprises. You never know how, what and who would change everything you thought you knew you were or known.

Written by

Obi