PASSIONS OF THE HEART ❤️

 I am sure every gay man, at some point in their lives has had that straight friend or crush they have fallen for and deeply wish they dated or fucked with.

 

Well,  I am/ have been in that situation and this is  my story. 

I am a gay man in his 50s who unfortunately, discovered his sexuality pretty late ( story for another day). But like every gay man,  I have always had the feeling all my life. Just that I was too naïve to do anything about it.

 I wasted nearly all my life trying to be the ideal son ( since I was the only male child of my mother) and coming from a polygamous home didn't help matters because, life and survival was based on competing with my step siblings and if truth be said, it was extremely frustrating. Besides, during my time, there was no social media or internet to educate one about his feelings or sexuality. 

As expected of every typical Nigerian man, I got married and had kids. But for me, married life was emotionally empty. I had no joy and always felt "something" was missing even though I didn't know "what". Moreso, the feelings i had for my wife if truth be said, wasn't soul deep. It felt like a duty and it was just the same with every woman I'd been involved with even before my wife. Even sex with was something I could really not be bothered about. 

The only happiness I had was seeing my kids and that was all.

Life dragged on until  I discovered my sexuality. How it happened was that a neighbour in the market where I traded marked his birthday party at a bar and many of us attended. I remember while we all were dancing to the gyration of the live-band music ( who by the way, were giving fantastic music) the celebrant some how, started dancing behind me. Maybe it was the intoxication of the alcohol because at some point, while dancing,  he started grinding his crotch in-between my ass cheeks. Other traders who were present were also dancing and cheering as we danced. Nobody saw it as anything and neither did I. But while we were dancing, I could tell his penis was hard... as in, very hard. And guess what? I liked it. It excited me and I got hard as well. We both started stylishly feeling each others penis in the darkness in a way that nobody would be aware of what was going on. 

One thing led to the other and I followed him home and we had sex. When I say "we had sex", what I meant was that he fucked me. Dubem ( his name) really knew the game. He kissed me in such a way that destroyed my senses. He sucked my nipples, sucked my dick, ate my ass hole and by the time he was penetrating me, I was already in another planet. He kept telling me very sweet things as his very fat, iron-strong penis furiously thrusted in and out of me. It was painful at first but then, the alcohol helped and I began to thoroughly enjoy it.

As he fucked me hard, he was kissing and wanking me simultaneously and I swear with my life, it felt like I had finally discovered "THAT" missing part of myself .

Unfortunately, little did I know that as I was moaning and releasing my sperm as he was fucking me to heaven and back, I was also releasing my heart to him.

I became extremely attached to Dubem. I did absolutely everything to please him.

Dubem was also married but his family lived in Enugu while he lived alone in Lagos so, that meant his house was always available for fun.

Because I had just discovered myself, I began frequently visiting him just to have him touch, kiss and make love to me. Also, I  found great pleasure sucking his penis and feeling his dick deep inside my hole - pounding and filling me up with his thick creamy cum. It was my drug and if given the opportunity, I would not mind getting fucked by him on daily basis.

However, Dubem showed me absolutely no affection or attention in public. In fact, he won't even make eye contact with me at the market and this truly bothered me because I couldn't understand "why". But I didn't mind as long as we was fucking me carelessly behind closed doors.

Through Dubem, I got to discover there were so many married men with families just like me who were engaged in this lifestyle. At first, it was thrilling coming into this world and seeing all these. But things took a wrong turn when he began to insist I should allow his friends fuck me. I could not understand the sense behind his demand because I thought he loved me and we were exclusive. He will always start acting weird and hostile whenever I refused and if I agreed, he will become very happy. For some odd reasons, he really enjoyed watching me getting fucked. But deep in my heart, I hated it because, I wanted to be with him alone. When it dawned on me that he never loved me and had other guys he was fucking, it really broke my heart. 

Also, I became scared and very worried how my number  was circulating. Men who i didn't know would call my phone or message  me on social  media. They all wanted one thing - SEX. Being a private person, the whole thing became too much for me and I began falling into a dark hole because I didn't just want sex... I wanted someone to love me in return and sadly, Dubem wasn't that person anymore. 

I desperately needed someone to talk to and the only person I knew I could talk to was my best friend  Arinze. 

Arinze and I have been friends right from secondary school and he was the only person in the whole world I knew I could trust with my life. After we finished secondary school, I went into trade because my father was poor while he, furthered his studies and became very successful. 

Arinze lived in Europe with his family and even if we didn't talk for months sometimes, we were somehow connected to each other in mind and spirit. 

Looking back now, I would say Arinze was my first man-crush. I use to admire him a lot back in school because he was just too handsome and funny. Right from time, Arinze had a very sexy body build and was the tallest guy in the hostel as well as the guy with the biggest dick. I remember how i use to wish I were him because, to me, he was more than perfect. 

One thing I admire the most about him was the fact that he's very reliable and humble. Despite he has always been privileged, he never bragged or acted condescending to me or anyone. He was always willing to listen and help.

So, I confided in Arinze and told him EVERYTHING!!!!!!

He didn't judge or get angry. He even said he always thought I was gay all these while because according to him, it was obvious since we were young. When he told me our classmates gossiped about me being gay, I was shocked because I had never heard or knew about it.

He encouraged me completely disassociate myself from Dubem completely because friendship with him was bound to make things worse for my already crumbling marriage ( at the time, things between my wife and I was pretty bad). 

Taking his advise, I disengaged myself from Dubem and took down my social media page so as to be inaccessible.  I also cut off some of the friends i had made and started becoming very rude to unknown callers and over a short period of time, the madness stopped.

However,  during these period, as things would have it, he too was undergoing a very rough storm. 

 His wife was divorcing him after over 18 years of marriage and had succeeded in turning the minds of his two children against him. In all sincerity, Arinze had one major problem and that was women. Because of how attractive and tall he was, they threw themselves on him recklessly and I could swear when they saw how big he was in-between his legs, they would NEVER LET HIM GO easily. 

He was definitely going to loose everything he'd worked for all his life to a woman he literally funded through school in the divorce and this was affecting him very very badly.

 We would spend hours on phone and I guess this made me have very strong feelings for him. I would begin to have very strong erections whenever I hear his voice on the phone and before I could get a grip of things, I began to masturbate to the thought of how it would feel if he made love to me and fucked me with his very massive dick. 

My feelings for him became too strong that I began saying "I love you" in our conversations and each time i did, he will either laugh jokingly , curse me out and say he'll break my head. But I knew he was aware I was telling my truth. 

  
Unfortunately, the divorce went through and Arinze hit rock bottom. He needed time out and had to come home for a while. He was in his village and I had to frequently visit him. Sometimes, I would have to stay for some days because he didn't want to see anyone despite he needed someone around him. I would cook and portion the food in containers and help him clean.

For some reason, this caused a big rift between myself and wife because she felt he didn't deserve my support and i was neglecting my family. But I paid deaf ears. 

One night, as we sat at the balcony, he asked what was it about him I found appealing that made me tell him I loved him. 

After I mentioned his character and personality, coupled with the fact he was handsome and charming, he scoffed and said I was crazy because no one saw that about him. He casually mentioned that none of the women who ran after him came to his aid when he needed help the most. 

He asked what I would like to do to him assuming we fucked. 

First, I thought he was joking but then, there was no humour in his voice.

I told him how I would suck his cock, balls, ass hole, swallow his cum and give him my hole to fuck however he wanted. 

Raising his eye brows in a subtle surprise with his lips pursed,  he slowly nodded his head as if digesting all I was saying.

He poured himself another drink, took it all in a gulp and lighted another cigarette. After going quiet for a while as if in deep thoughts, he murmured " fuck that shit mhen" and then, did the unimaginable. 

He stuck his hand into the side of his very large shorts and brought out a very big flaccid dick. 

"Go ahead..." he said. 

I literally had to look around to be sure I wasn't dreaming before I knelt before him like he was my lord and master.

Without using my hand, I scooped his penis into my mouth and began working on his pole until it got to a super magnificently stiff standing position. 

Since I discovered myself, I'm not sure I've sucked and worshipped anybodys penis like I did Arinze's. 

I forced myself to take all of his tremendous inches into my throat and as I sank deeper down his shaft till I got to his balls, Arinze jerked and gasped. But I wasn't even started. I pulled down his shorts completely and went for his big hairy balls before sliding down to his hole. 

Gosh, his musky man scent was heavenly. 

He positioned himself properly and lifted his two huge hairy legs so that I could have access to his hole. 

Arinze kept moaning "fuck yeah" as I slurpped from his hole, balls, the thick vein underneath his cock, dick head and down back to his crack. When I got back to his penis, I began to suck it furiously as I pinched and tickled his nipples simultaneously which sent shock waves all through his body.

"I want to fuck your ass" He said firmly as he stood up and stepped out of his shorts. His enraged penis throbbing and nodding like a demon. 

To say I was on fire is understatement. Maybe it was the alcohol or the sheer fact that I was finally going have my dreams come true. 

I jumped out of my clothes like someone being attached by vicious as I hurriedly went to position myself on the chair which he occupied. I knelt on the seat with my big soft arse facing him. 

Arinze gave my ass cheeks couple of hard slaps as I spat a generous quantity of spit on my hands and started fingering my hole. At some point, he also spat on my hole and took over the fingering. He was rough and hard and I loved it.

I also rubbed saliva on his huge monster while he plunged his thick fingers deep inside my stomach. 

By the time he began to penetrate me, my hole was already wet and wide opened. Because my ass hole was no longer virigin and had become accustomed to recieving heavy dicks and hard pounding, Arinze entered me with graceful ease and I could tell he loved it as he exhaled softly. 

As he started smashing me, he started talking. 

"You like my dick?"

"You want more?"

"You like how I'm fucking you?"

"You like this big dick?"

All of which, I answered a very big "YES"

I was in wild ecstasy as he drilled me mercilessly. I began to cream seriously and it made my hole extremely wet. 

I felt his strong hard travel round my body and when he got tovmy chest, he grabbed my chest very hard as if i had a pair of boobs. Thankfully, I am a chubby guy and therefore, there was something for him to grab. 

When he finally gripped my waist, his pounding got to another level. 

He went Rambo on my man-pussy.

The impact of his powerful stabbing 

I could no longer bear the intense pleasure of the thrusting that my whole body shook in raw ecstasy. My dick was so erect that precum oozed uncontrollably and eventually, my cum followed suit.

While I was still shivering and moaning from my ejaculation, Arinze began to grunt like a bull as he squeezed me very viciously from behind. I could feel his cock pulsate repeatedly as his seed baptised every thing inside of me.

When he finally removed his cock from my sperm dripping, gapped and seriously fucked hole, he chuckled and said- "that was good".

I went back to base the next day and barely 3 days after, he called to ask when next I would be coming back. 

Arinze and I have fucked several times and it's very evident he's almost completely out of his depression from his behaviour. Sometimes, he comes to Lagos to visit me and would lodge in a hotel.

I really love Arinze but I'm just worried if he would leave me because, Whenever I ask if he would remarry, he would not answer me. 

Written by

Mr. A.E