THE TEEBEELICIOUS HOOK UP

Teebeelicious!!!!! Teebeelicious!!!!!! Teebeelicious!!!!!!!

How many times did I call your name??? Lol.

Your raunchy stories has succeeded in seducing a total stranger. 

This is what happened...

 I was in a bus on my way to my brothers (who had borrowed my car and was leaving town ) when an argument broke out among the passengers. What had happened was that a commercial pastor who after praying and preaching,  asked for collection (offering) and was confronted by a woman who him sternly warned him to stop being a professional beggar because he was giving Christianity a bad name and as expected, some passengers came for her while many others were very much in support of her views. 

It was a massive debate on religion and it seemed it was only myself and the man who sat beside me that didn't participate in the brawl. 

However, we had a brief conversation and shared similar views on religion and how bad it had damaged the psyche of many Nigerian citizens. To give you a vague description, he was an elderly man ( lets say late 40's to early 50's). Our conversation was so brief that it already ended just as soon as it started. Because the bus was noisy, I simply wore my head phones and began playing music. 

We were also stuck on traffic and it truly  felt like eternity so, to drown my frustration, I decided to look for something to keep me occupied. Absentmindedly, I decided to check teebeelicious for new stories but as usual, there was none. However, I went back to old stories and began reading. I must have been in my 3rd story when the man next to me tapped me. 

Immediately, it dawned on me that he might have been reading alongside without my knowledge. Preparing my mind to address him if he was a bloody homophobe, I removed my head phones and turned to him.

He asked if the stories were real because according to him, the details of the narration were very visual to the mind. Because he sounded genuine, I put a friendly tone in my voice and told him such stories are not new in Nigeria because "things are happening".

"you don't mean it" . He exclaimed silently as he adjusted in his seat excitedly. When I  told him I do find the stories very entertaining he reminisced the days when "better lover magazine" was the rave of the moment but stated that their stories never came close to what he was reading. 

"I swear to God, I have never read anything like this...wow" he added excitedly. 

I told him it was because people were ignorant and judgemental that was why many men are not open about their sexual preference or share their experiences.

To my surprise, he told me he understood  me perfectly because once upon a time in his life, he use to have "the feeling" but fear did not allow him do anything.

He was truly very opened minded. 

I made him understand that it was never too late for him to explore and enjoy his sexuality and immediately, he got defensive and started talking about how he doesn't feel "like that" again.

 He asked if there were heterosexual stories as well and I said "NO". He asked if I knew where he could find erotic heterosexual stories online and my response was still negative.

Instead of arguing or trying to convince him, I just simply moved my phone closer to him so we both could read together and  guess what? he didn't resist  "AT ALL". 

In the course of our reading, I told him that sometimes, whenever I was in the mood to wank, I will use the stories to turn myself on. He said he didn't blame me because the stories were really hot and could make any one's dick rise. After a while, he asked if I do -"man to man". I laughed and asked what he thought about my sexuality by just looking at me.

He studied me for a little while and said he doesn't know because I don't look or act feminine.  But one thing that caught my attention was that he said "dem no dey write am for face ". Seeing he was smart, I told him I was. 

With brows raised, he mouthed "wow".

"So, Guys fuck your ass hole....or....?" he asked curiously. Even though I found his question quite offensive, I understood it was an honest question therefore, instead of getting upset, I smiled and told him "yes" and  added - "and I suck dick very well"

His jaw dropped.

For few seconds, he could not talk. His brain was likely reacting to the virus on his software. 

I simply kept a straight face and continued reading my story while he was still recovering from processing the information. 

He didn't say a word. After a while, he said he could no longer read because the story was "too much" for him. For me, I interpreted that statement as - " I am having an erection and feeling guilty about it".

I didn't say anything. I just shrugged and kept reading. Occasionally, he will glance at my phone to read as well as watch the hot photos attached ( which I did nothing to hide at this point).

There was this GIF attached to a story that caught his attention - It was a pair of balls pulsating while the dick was stuck in a mans butt.

He literally, placed his hands on mine in a gesture to stop me from sliding pass what he was looking at. 

"he is releasing inside?" he asked in total surprise. I couldn't help but laugh at his innocence. I told him that was nothing and quickly went to my files and scrolled through my gay porn folder. His eyes widened in shock. I laughed and told him he needed to catch up. With an "honestly", he went quiet. 

Just as we were approaching my stop, I extended my hands to him as I introduced myself (in my professional voice). As I told him what I did for a living and shared my business card. I could see respect in his eyes.

He was impressed that I owned a business as a young man and encouraged me to keep pushing.  

"Thank you sir....I appreciate" I kept responding to his motivational speech.

I asked for his number because my private line wasn't on my business card and he didn't hesitate. 

As I got out of the bus, I messaged him saying I hope the raunchy stories didn't make him cum in his trousers and he quickly replied saying that he doesn't cum easily like that. When I asked if he had an erection while reading the stories, he responded with a - " I'm I not a human being?"

We chatted back and forth  and In the course of our text-chats, he called. He was still very much amazed over everything and asked hushly if I meant what I had told him regarding me being good at blow job.

When  I told him he was in the position to confirm if I suck well or not, he laughed and said he doesn't have the feeling anymore. In that same breath, he asked what part of Lagos I stayed and when I told him, he said he was coming around my area the next day to meet a relative. 

When I suggested we meet up after he was done with his relatives,  he expressed his concern about  time because, he was likely to be there until very late at night  and would  be going back to his base which was quite far. But when I told him I would be coming pick him up with my car, he seemed surprised given that we met in a bus. 

I explained to him that my elder brother was visiting and had borrowed my car. But since he was leaving back to his base that night, I will be mobile once again. 

Also, I volunteered my house for him to pass the night or to drop him off ( that is if he insisted on going home that late) and he seemed fine 

Before he hung up, he asked me to remind him the name of the blog. But because " teebeelicious"  is quite a long word and he had troubles getting the right spelling, I told him I'll send him the link and also chipped in that he should save his cum for my mouth. He shouted and I ended the call abruptly.

He called me back immediately  and asked if I was serious. 

"Did I sound like I was joking?" I asked coyly . He asked if truly  I swallow cum and i told him when we meet tomorrow, he would find out for himself. He was about saying something but I quickly Said "see you tomorrow" and hung up. He tried calling me back but I sent him a text saying we will see the next day. 

A moment later, he called back to tell me his relative had moved the appointment to later in the night and considering his place was far , he might not be able to meet me up with me (because of time).  I volunteered my house for him to pass the night or drop him off (if he insisted on going home that late) and he was fine for whichever. He asked if I had kola (refreshment/entertainment) at home and when I asked if he liked alcohol, he was excited and said infact, he was going to camp in my house. We both laughed. 

The next morning, I got a good morning message from him and all through that day, he kept me posted on his whereabouts (without my asking).

Later that night,  when he informed he was on in his way to his relatives house, he asked if i had kola ( refreshment/entertainment) at home and that was all the green flag I needed. 

Couple of hours later, he informed me he was done and I could come get him. But because I lost my way, I arrived late and he was quite upset. I tried hugging him playfully as I apologised for running late but he pushed me away as he laughed hysterically. Honestly, seeing a grown man like him giggle shyly was very intriguing. 

As I drove us to mine,  I kept touching his thighs as I apologized . He told me he'd heard my apologies already as he gently removed my hands.  But I returned it backing this thighs  and said if he was angry, he wouldn't have removed my hands. He giggled and said I was a funny guy. 

When we got to my place, he was quite surprised at the opulence and asked what was the secret. To avoid him thinking I was a money machine, I let him know the house was what i inherited from my late father and the furniture were contributions from siblings and years of accumulating. 

He expressed his desire to live in such a place and I jokingly told him to marry me and move in with me and we both laughed.  I made him understand that he was welcome anytime and I hoped our friendship will get stronger of which he replied "by God's grace".

As we were settling,  I jokingly said I was sure he was packing like the characters in the stories as I playfully reached for his crotch.

He told me to leave him alone and asked me to show him the toilet because he wanted to pee. After I showed him, I realized he didn't lock the door. He just left it wide opened and for me, that felt like an open invitation. 

I casually walked and stood by his side to have a full view of his man meat and he didn't utter a single word.

It was when he started wriggling away the urine from very fat cock that he asked why I was looking at his penis as if I wanted to suck it.

"would that be a bad thing?" I asked and I got no response.

When I noticed the wriggling was taking longer than usual, I took that as a sign that he wanted something more and touched his bare cock. 

"you have started again..... you will not leave me alone" he said weakly as I felt his cock stir in width and length in the softness of my palms.

"See how soft your hand is...just like a woman" he added as I slowly stroked it to life.

He turned to face me as his fully erect dick throbbing hot.

Right there and then, I went on my knees and took his turgid cock all the way into my mouth. Mhen....I sucked the life out of dick and didn't withhold any of my deepthroating skill from him. From time to time, I would look up to him with teary eyes to see him gaze down at me with dreamy eyes full of ecstatic pleasure. He slowly kept exhaling and inhaling  loudly from his slightly opened mouth as he watched me pleasure his man meat with the warmth of my throat. 

Because I was almost dying from suffocation due to the enormity of his penis which was completely cutting me of air, I withdrew my mouth and began to stroke his meat. I had just stroked his big fat preek for a brief second when he removed my hand from his dick, held my head and inserted it back into my mouth. 

"suck it well...suck it...suck .... yes suck it..." he moaned as he began stabbing my throat with his machine.

At some point, my entire body was on fire. I hurriedly got out of my clothes and resumed sucking his cock. While I was blowing him, I stopped, spat on my hand and began working my hole. One thing I love about my body especially my pussy hole is that with just a little lubricant such as saliva, it loosens and opens like a rose very quickly. In no time, I was able to fit 3 of my fingers in my hole and that was enough indication to know I was ready to be bamboozled.

I stood up, turned my back to him and began stuffing his saliva coated massive dick into my hungry opened hole as he quickly too off his shirt exposing his broad chest and large gut. 

 

Once his penis was deep inside me, he grabbed me very tight and began fucking me recklessly. But then, the bathroom was not conducive enough and also, because he was much taller, he found it quite uncomfortable to bend his knees to gain full access.

"lets go to the room" he cooed and I led the way. As I walked, he squeezed my soft ass, wriggled it, spanked it and then slid a finger inside (which he kept twisting clock and anti-clock wise).

When we got to the bedroom, I laid on the bed, put pillows under my waist and raised my legs while parting my ass cheeks open to reveal all the red goodness of the interior of my cunt. 

Never in my life have I seen so much lust and hunger in anyone's eyes. He looked like a deranged human being as he starred at my hole. 

As if under some voodoo spell, he literally rushed to get on top of me as he stuffed his cock down into my very welcoming warm juicy hole.

In no time, he was punching my hole and giving it wicked upper cut with his daddy dick and I saw beautiful stars. Because am flexible, I bent myself and took one of his large nipples in his mouth while I pinched and tickled the other. He went completely wild as he started talking all sorts and moaning. The harder I bit his nipples, the more pleasurable it seemed for him because he accelerated his fucking speed and moans. He was totally crazy

After a while, I began to feel my groin ache like mad and I knew I was cumming. I started to thrash and behave like a possessed witch and he loved it. He watched me with sheer amazement plastered all over his face as I wailed and cried as fresh milk oozed out of my dick uncontrollably.

His eyes kept darting to my contoured face and pulsating cum dripping cock over and over until he started calling all the citizens of heaven in alphabetical order. 

In that moment of ecstasy, I pulled his face down to mine and we kissed extremely passionately as he abandoned all his babies deep down into my stomach.   

It took us quite a moment for us to catch our breath after which, he stood up and requested to shower.

There was a massive wet patch on the sheets where my ass had been and I was really surprised because without a shadow of doubt, the stain was his cum which probably had spilled out of my ass hole. Realising it was his, he awkwardly apologised and informed me he usually ejaculates in large quantity. I told him it was fine and moreover, it was something  I admired in a  man and he seemed more relaxed.

 As I got him a fresh towel and led him to the bathroom ( which is separate from the toilet where we started fucking), he was surprised at the décor and exotic toiletries ( which he kept perceiving one after the other).  I gave him some tutorials on facial care with my collection and he was stunned on how smooth and great his skin felt. When he was having his shower, he could never stop talking about how good they smelt.

I served him food and we both ate. As we watched TV and chatted, he told me all his life he had never experienced sex like how he had with me. According to him, the sweetness was "out of this world". He asked how come poo never came out of my ass when he fucked me and I told him I made sure I was clean for him. I told him I truly enjoyed his cock and praised his prowess and stamina as well as his dick size. He wondered how I could enjoy sex through my ass to the point I ejaculated. He said my ass hole opened and received his cock like a vagina and he would never have believed such was possible if not that he experienced it himself. 

When I asked him if my hole was very sweet, he laughed and told me to stop asking him silly questions. I began to mock him while recalling and mimicking his sexual expressions. He was so shy that he threw a throw-pillow at me and begged me to stop.

I had given him a robe which belonged to my dad cos that was the only sleeping clothing available that could fit. As we retired to the bedroom and began talking about other things, I snuggled close to him and he asked me why I was behaving like I was his wife - though he never pushed me away or resisted. 

As we spoke, I caressed his nipples , chest and tummy. His cock was already giving a standing ovation and as I gently slapped it, he said - "see what you have caused.... now I feel like releasing again".

My hole was already aching from the pounding so I went down on him slowly..... started from kissing his neck, sucking his nipples, tummy and finally, I got to his turgid member.

I sucked, gagged, choked, gulped as I mouth fucked his pole and he just kept moaning and saying all sorts.

I guess it was because he'd cum earlier that was why he took so long. But when he finally came, it was like a torrent. His sperm flooded down my stomach and I made sure I wasted no drop.

"you will kill me this boy" he gasped as he caught his breath.

We slept off and the next day, he dropped him over.

Since then, his calls has always been  consistent and as usual, he would keep me posted on his daily routine and would always ask when next we were meeting . One night, when he called to say good night, I jokingly asked if his penis was hard and he asked how I knew. He told me anytime he hears my voice, his cock with automatically get turgid and such has never happened to him in all his life. I began telling him how much I missed his cock deep in my hole and how sweet it felt to have his meat pull my hole apart. As I spoke, his breath changed... he started breathing faster as he begged us to meet on the weekend since I had resumed work. I knew he was wanking so, I told him I was fingering my hole as we spoke. Because there was power failure on both ends, we could not do video call however, we pleasured ourselves as we spoke until we ejaculated.

(He begged me to put my phone close to my ass hole so that he could hear the slurppy sound as I finger fucked myself. He said he loves how wet my ass hole sings when he fucked it). 

Video sex and fucking me has become his habit all thanks to your hot juicy stories which always get him horny and eager to deposit some cum in me. 

Written by 

 Jacob E.