THE REWARD

  I live in a family house which is owned by my uncle ( mum's brother) . Because himself and my mum grew up in hardship and faced homelessness, he took it upon himself to shelter all and sundry (mostly relatives) once he started making heavy money after relocating to the state. 

Initially, when we were few, the living conditions were bearable but as occupants began to increase in number, everything became so toxic. The level of eye service, back biting, snitching and drama got to another level especially when my uncle's wife's family members began trooping in.

At first, my mother was the care-taker of the property but after she relocated, it was agreed by my uncle , mum and myself that I should take over her responsibility. I carried out my duty judiciously and ensured absolutely nobody went out of line. The house was always spec and clean and if anything was damaged, it was non negotiable; you will have to pay for it if you were responsible. Many of the occupants who were older than me found my behaviour as "insulting" because in their head, they were above retribution or correction. Also, coupled with the fact that I was the closest relation to the owner of the house, was educated, working and naturally blessed with some feminine features that didn't need any feminine mannerism to buttress, their jealousy and hatred for me knew absolutely no bounds. On several occasions, I have caught wind of their gossips and heard side comments about me.. all of which I paid absolutely no attention to.

Unfortunately, things went south after his wife ( who seemed to have a deep resentment over the closeness of my mother and her brother), was able to manipulate things and I was stripped off my duty. She brought in one of her relatives who was a very untidy pot bellied old man to be the next care-taker. At first, all the other occupants rallied round him and openly scorned me because they thought he was "the messiah". But when he began showing them pepper and beating them to their dirtiness, they began to despise him. They wanted to start making amends with me but I wasn't having it with any of them. I became hostile and stayed to myself. Good thing I occupied the biggest en-suite rooms and didn't need to share bathroom or toilet with them. I would always laugh whenever I heard them scream and complain about unflushed toilets and other very filthy habits the new care-taker flaunted without remorse.

I was doing okay and having a ball until the lock down happened and I was made redundant at work. Because I had projects I was funding at the time, I became financially drained and money became tight. VERY TIGHT. 

As things would have it, I wasn't the only one hit. Other occupants seemed to be in worse situation and it was really tough for them. 

At about that time, the new care-taker brought in a new tenant from his village. A wickedly handsome, dark, very tall, and well built chap who despite had an excellent exterior, was a local champion in every word. His name was John-Bosco ( real name) and he had come to the city to obviously seek greener pastures but the realities of life had more in store for him than he bargained. 

In no time after his arrival, the new care-taker made him do his chores and laundry and before you knew it, other occupiers ( especially the women) began gradually taking advantage of him. They would dump their clothes while he was doing laundry and also, send him on errands while still maintaining a friendly demeanour. At first, he was their lap dog and allowed them get away with their opportunistic behaviour but after he saw through them, he quickly reached his breaking point and snapped- Really hard.

He no longer grumbled under his breath like before. He was bold and blunt with his refusal and talked back rudely when they tried to disrespect him.

 Even the care-taker wasn't spared. 

Unfortunately, his bravery made him the new enemy and in no time, they ganged up against him just to ensure he got frustrated for speaking up for himself. They would hide the key to the cooking gas, lock up the cupboards which they shared that contained cooking utensils and accuse him for absolutely everything wrong. For some reason, I didn't know why he never left or was asked to leave by the care-taker. 

At first, when he first arrived, I was cordial but never engaged him in any discussion whatsoever. I also suspected they must have told him to avoid me or mentioned my sexuality to him because the vibe I was getting from him was "off". But as the saying goes, "the enemy of my enemy is my friend".. and coupled with the fact that there was severe shortage during the lockdown and he needed to survive, we some how, became friends. 

John-Bosco would come over to my room and spend time watching TV or playing games despite the gossips that began circulating in the house. However, he didn't give two fucks. 

Like I suspected, he told me they had warned him to avoid me because I would initiate him into my gay secret cult. But from the way he sounded, he neither was judging nor condemning me and because of that, I neither agreed nor denied the allegations. However, I could tell he already knew "what's up" and respected me.

The living conditions got from worse to terrible and I became desperate. I began going through my phone contacts and messages hoping a miracle could happen and just as I was about giving up, I came across the name - "Daniel Salim Husseins friend" and I immediately, jolted to a sitting position.

You see, many years ago, when I was a fresh graduate and broke, my friend Dan, had told me of one Lebanese old man who because, had suffered an erection dysfunction due to an operation gone wrong, has resolved to watching guys fuck as a means for pleasure. He told me Salim loved seeing tops with big dick fuck bottoms and had assured me I would make nothing less than N50,000 ( fifty thousand naira) and at the time, that was a lot of money. He was able to persuade me and we went to meet Salim at his residence. He welcomed us warmly to his beautiful home and kissed us both. 

After giving us a wonderful reception, he kissed us both, sucked our nipples, dicks and went to sit on his chair smoking shisha as he watched Daniel fuck me to stupor with his thick long dick. 

As we were leaving, Salim counted N150,000 ( one hundred and fifty thousand naira) cash for us. I couldn't believe my eyes. The second time I met him, was for a send forth Daniel had organised in his house. It was a very small gathering and Salim, who had recognised me instantly upon my arrival, was so excited that he hugged me very tight as if we were very close friends. He told me he had been asking after me from Daniel and in course of our discussion, we exchanged numbers. He informed me he was going away to his home country for a while and assured a meet up upon his return. 

Since Daniel was relocating to America, he asked me to find someone with big dick to fuck me for his pleasure and I agreed. But unfortunately, distance made me forget him and he never came to mind until that very moment I came across his name alongside Daniels contact. 

Noticing my agitation as I prayed under my breath while searching for Salim's contact , John Bosco asked me what was wrong but I couldn't answer. 

Finally, I found the number and dialled it. He kept asking what the matter was but I waved him to silence as I held the phone to my ear. I was too anxious to give him any attention. 

When it began to ring, my eyes and mouth opened with joy. But then, no one answered...even on my 2nd call. 

Realising the number was also on WhatsApp, I decided to drop a message introducing myself. In fact, I had to go to my Facebook and look for the photo we took during Daniel's send forth to attach to my message. 

Couple of minutes later, my phone rang and when I answered, it was Salim. He was so happy to hear from me. He said he lost all his contacts and had been too busy.

He asked where I was and when I told him, he was excited to know we were not too far from each other. Right away, he asked if I had a very big dick to fuck me for his viewing delight and I immediately said "yes". This got him so eager that he wanted me to come over with the person right away if I could. Turned out he'd been unable to find anyone he could trust to invite over and he'd been starved.

After I hung up, I was quite tensed. I needed to get someone with a big cock and get good money. 

 John-Bosco who now had become super curious , could not contain himself. He kept asking what was going on and I told him. But what I did was first ask him if he knew someone with a very big dick and when he asked "why", I told him what was on ground. 

After a long deafening silence, he scratched his head and became slightly restless. The first thing he asked was - " how much is he paying". When I told him what the last amount was , he whistled and placed two hands on his head. 

"Guy...involve me" he said. He began narrating his ordeals in life and how he was willing to do absolutely anything except spill blood for money.

"But wait o....how we go run am?....he asked...still confused.

Again, I told him he was to fuck me "only " while Salim watches.

For some reason, it seemed he was comfortable with the fact no one was going to poke his hole. 

When I pointed to him the criteria of a big dick, he replied - " I get am excess". 

He was also worried that his dick might not respond since he'd never been with a guy and suggested he might need alcohol or local Viagra to give him an erection. I was only open to alcohol and not medication . Last thing I wanted was to be responsible for health complications.

 I told him I wanted to feel his size to confirm he was endowed as claimed and he allowed me touch his cock. It was pretty big even at a flaccid state and boy was I excited. 

After doing all my necessary preparations, I called Salim to inform him we were ready whenever he was and he didn't hesitate to ask us to come over right away. 

On getting to his new place (he'd moved to a bigger house), John-Bosco was carried away by the opulence and Salim was awe struck at the magnificence of his stature and physique. He took an instant likeness to him and kept asking me where I found him. 

Because John-Bosco has never seen a foreigner in his life, he was seriously fidgeting and it was funny. 

After we'd drank, ate and smoked shisha, he started touching John-Bosco and he was clearly very nervous. Noticing this, I told Salim it was his first time and it seemed to really excited him. He urged him to relax and after helping him take off his shirt, he started feeling up his well muscled body before taking one nipple after the other into his mouth. As he started feeling up John-Bosco's cock, he gently turned his face toward him and started to kiss him. 

At first, he didn't respond but moments later , he opened up and kissed salim in return. 

Salim beckoned me to come closer and when I did, he kissed me passionately. To my surprise, John-Bosco pulled me to himself and began to kiss me intensely and of course, I reciprocated. 

As we locked lips for what felt like the longest of times, Salim was busy removing our shoes and clothes and in no time, we were as naked as two Adams in Eden and it was in that moment I got to see the enormousness of John-Boscos dick. It was so big that myself and Salim was utterly dumb struck at the sight. 

Salim couldn't hide his amazement. He kept muttering in Arabic and taking pictures of his cock. No doubt, this was the very first time in his life he was seeing such a massive dick and he couldn't believe his eyes. 

He asked us to come to the bedroom and we followed him. His bed was massive and in no time, we commenced business.

I didn't wait to take John-Boscos monster meat down my slippery throat and as I furiously mouth-fucked his pole, Salim whispered to me - "let me prepare your hole"  as he went right behind me to eat the hell out of my cunt and finger fuck me like crazy.

Salim was doing such an amazing job that I was completely lost in my blow job. I couldn't help myself as I shoved more and more dick deep down my throat as saliva dribbled uncontrollably down my jaw to his balls and pubes. 

By the time Salim was done with my cunt, it was soaked with saliva and gapping real good. Apparently, he was able to put four of his fat fingers inside my soft juicy man-pussy.

As John-Bosco laid down with his monument cock pointing straight to heaven, I stood across him and lowered myself down his equally saliva coated pole. 

It was so damn good feeling his cock pull and stretch my hole from everlasting to everlasting. 

Salim kept exclaiming in Arabic as he watched me bounce on his dick like a rude ghetto bitch- whore. I'm sure he was surprised to see how wide my pussy opened up for the monster penis. 

After a while, I got off the dick and positioned myself in a doggy for a second invasion and no, he didn't disappoint. He plunged deep inside my intestines and redecorated all my interior with his village stamina. Pounding and smashing me relentlessly with absolutely no consideration whatsoever. To say I moaned was an understatement. I literally screamed until Salim had to kiss me to keep me silent. 

John-Bosco withdrew his cock from my tortured man cunt and roughly positioned me in missionary. As he reintroduced his meat to my pussy, my eyes opened in surprise at how much it occupied all my spaces. 

As he grabbed me tight, he grunted- "baby you're too sweet" as he pushed his fat tongue down my throat. He kissed and pounded me mercilessly as I grabbed his small muscled ass while my legs were spread wide.

Salim, who was playing both referee and coach at the same time, couldn't keep his mouth closed. He just kept talking and was utterly bamboozled to the core.

I don't know how long John-Bosco fucked me with his fist size cock before he released his man juice. What thrilled me is how he displayed when climaxing. He began whimpering in igbo language as his eyes disappeared into his head while he quivered and shivered. He really gave a dramatic show. 

As I felt his penis throb and pulsate on my hole, it was certain that the quantity of sperm he was depositing was in quantum. 

He hugged and kissed me until he grew soft inside me before rolling off and gasping for air. As I stood up to go to the bathroom, massive dollops of sperm splattered on the floor from my sorely tormented hole.

 He really came A LOT.

Our host, who was still in shock at his dick, kept touching and sucking his massive flaccid member which was still seeping cum and fluids. 

After we had showered and ready to leave, Salim counted N300, 000 (three hundred thousand naira) and added another N50k ( fifty thousand naira) for transport. To top it up, he allowed us take as much food items from his store room as we wanted as he was aware of the situation of things. 

When we got home, it was a scene. We arrived in a nice cab and began offloading lots of food items. As God would have it, most of our enemies were seated outside when we arrived. They couldn't ask us where we were coming from and of course, we paid them no attention. 

Once in my room, we shared the money equally and I was surprised when he wanted to give me money from his cut (of which I refused). He was very elated over the money and began praying and thanking God (and me). 

John-Bosco couldn't stop talking about how much he enjoyed fucking me. He kept saying he didn't know what he'd been missing all these while we shared the same roof. 

As we spoke, he couldn't keep his hands to himself. He kept touching my ass, commending its softness and saying it's very sweet to fuck. I was in the mood as well so, I felt his penis and it was rock solid.

Turning up the volume of the music, I went down on my knees and took his pre-cum dripping fat dick cap into my mouth and as I sucked him, I played with my nipples and boobs like a real slut while keeping eye contact. 

After a good couple of minutes, he rose me up, planted a big wet kiss on my mouth and led me to bed. I pointed out where he could find the lubricant and he got it. After oiling up us both, he inserted his huge pole inside me and once again, began to smash me real good as we kissed simultaneously. 

I felt his cock occupy every inch of my interior and it was such a fabulous experience. 

Because John-Bosco is too big, the last thing I wanted was to cum before him because if that happens, I would not be able to endure the hurt. Just as he began to groan and breathe heavily, I knew he was about shooting so, I began wanking myself furiously to ensure I join him in cumming. 

It was perfect timing and such a perfect bliss as we both began moaning and kissing desperately as we simultaneously released our juices as Offerings to our sweet love making.

We cuddled for a while before going to shower and eat. 

Salim became a happy puppy. He could not have enough of both of us. Watching us fuck our brains out became his favourite thing in the world and of course we were handsomely rewarded for it. Eventually, he employed both of us in his restaurant and occasionally, we would follow him for a steamy session immediately after work. while he watched. 

Also, he took us for an all expense paid trip to Dubai and it was fantastic. 

Eventually, Salim sold off his business and relocated. We still keep in touch and from time to time, we will have a video call session while he watched. 

Currently,  things are much better for us. Thanks to the money we'd accumulated over the period of time while with Salim. We are both now working and  life being kind to us. And if you are asking if we kept on fucking? WHY NOT???

Written by

A. Mako