IRRESISTIBLE TEMPTATION Pt.2

 

The landlord ( whose name is Anthony) took matters into his own hands and began opening my fly. It was sort of a relief because left for me, I would be too shy to even comply given that everything ( including the people in the room) was all new to me.

As he finally released my cock from my trouser, he whistled loudly as he held my dick in disbelief. His other friends including Toby all stared at my monster dick in confusion. To be honest, right from secondary school, I always get the same reaction from everyone ( both men and women) when they see my penis hard. 

In the instant I and Toby locked eyes, I could tell he was nervous as fuck. It was certain he had never seen a dick as big as mine. Even though I was acting reluctant, in my heart, I was happy because I knew I  was about to teach him a very big lesson. For starters, alcohol and weed were a terrible combo because it tripled my libido and made my erection extremely turgid. The few girls I had fucked at the time always had a very hard time coping with my stamina ( when I was intoxicated) and size so, I was curious to see how much Toby could endure... after all, he had been bragging to be a champion dick taker and it was time to put him to the test.

I was expecting Toby to back down or change his mind but to my surprise, he pretended as if my dick was nothing. He was asking everyone else why they were acting as if my dick was special. I didn't know if he was saying it to belittle or annoy me.

 Since he was trying to prove he wasn't intimidated despite the fact the look in his eyes said otherwise, I was determined to break him and teach him a lesson he would  never forget. Funny enough, Anthony felt the same because he whispered -"scatter his hole very well... no fall my hand ( don't disappoint me)".

Toby was already positioned in a doggy style on the large sofa and somehow, in my head, the intoxication made it easy for me to imagine it was a woman because he had a big ass and his dick was not visible from the back view. Also, the hole was looking very inviting.

After wrapping my cock in lube, I went straight inside. Balls deep.  He jerked wildly in a loud shriek and crashed on his stomach. Being an O.G., I followed suit and landed on his back. He was going nowhere. 

Being inside a man's hole for the very first time felt so different from a woman's pussy. Very different in the sense that it was sweet and held my dick well. And even though it felt so wrong, it still felt deliciously good. My dick seemed to get very greedy and I found myself thrusting and digging deeper. Toby was now moaning hysterically, thrashing and squeezing his ass check in an attempt to obstruct my pole from full penetration and this truly annoyed me. 

I didn't know when I smacked the back of his head and ordered him to behave himself. I also gave his ass a good hard spank that made him wince in pain to show him he needed to respect himself and open up his ass hole for good fucking. 

When I slapped his ass, Instinctively, his muscles relaxed and in that split second, I shoved my massive cock deep inside real hard and once again, he screamed in agony and tightened his hole. But it was already too late. I had already locked my fuck stick deep inside his  slutty man-hole. As I pounded him, he began yelling- "stop, I am bleeding... I am bleeding"

In sheer panic, I stopped and withdrew some of my dick ( not all) to check if there was blood. Thankfully there was none. I even took a good look at the hole as it stretched and choked around my fat inches and there was nothing. 

He was lying.

Now, I was fucking pissed. 

I intensified my strokes and this time, I was showing no mercy. I detested him and was determined to prove it.

I held him face down and took a massive drag from the blunt one of the guests offered me which fuelled by horniness and made my head spin and cock tingle and throb.

As i slammed and battered his hole, Toby had no choice but to earnestly beg for forgiveness in sobs. 

At some point, Anthony pleaded on his behalf and told me it was okay and I complied. 

As I removed my dick, it made a very loud "pop" sound, and his hole was super wide open. Gapped and pulsating.

The other guys ( including Anthony) who had been busy jacking their dicks as they watched me fuck, stared at my dick and the damage it did to Tobys hole in horror . I could tell they loved the performance.

I must have fucked for over 2 hours because I felt very drained and still hadn't cum.  My rod was still fucking hard and throbbing as I slumped on the sofa; panting and exhausted.

While trying to catch my breath as my eyes were closed and my head thrown back, I felt something warm on my dick. Opening my eyes, I saw the guy who was fucking Toby before me sucking my dick with serious concentration. 

His head game was fantastic. He swallowed all my dick down his throat and was making slurpy choking noises like a professional porn star and it blew my mind. He even sucked my hairy balls and ass hole with the same intensity he gave my dick.

Just when I thought i had reached the zenith of pleasure from the blow job, Anthony and the other guy took each of my nipples in their mouth simultaneously and my brain went bonkers. They sucked and chewed my nipples like CRAZY. Each man trying to outdo the others performance.

Never in all my years did I know my nipples were that sensitive. It sent hot electric waves all over my body and before I knew it I began to vibrate uncontrollably. The way my sperm shot out with force from my dick nearly made me faint. I was just shouting like a fool as waves upon waves of ecstasy took full control over my entire body. 

When I finally got back to my senses, I was overwhelmed with guilt and shyness. But I squared up like a man and shoved it aside. Because I had ejaculated, I felt very sleepy and needed to go. 

Anthony asked for my phone number as well as my account details which I gave him. I bid farewell to everyone and hurriedly took my leave. 

Once I got home, I slept off for what felt like forever. When I woke up, I saw an alert on my phone. A sum of 100k had been deposited. My jaw dropped. I stared at my phone in disbelief for a moment before replying to Anthony's text messages while thanking him for helping.

From that day, Anthony and I became very close buddies. He would take me everywhere with him and I got to know many gay big boys in Lagos.  He also became obsessed with my dick and would always call me over to his house so that he could wank me and suck my nipples which I enjoyed so much. Looking back, i came to realise that the reason Anthony never let me fuck him was because he was top.

Good thing he didn't pressure me into letting him fuck me.

A few days after I had fucked Toby, he started bothering me for a fuck re-match. But little did he know I didn't like him and was no longer interested. In an attempt to scare him away, I told him to send me money because I was broke, and to my surprise, he did. In fact, he sent more than I asked for and this went on for a very long time.  Even after i turned down a lot of his appointments, he would always send me money. 

Also, this same pattern happened with other gay guys. For some reason, they would send me gift and money in an attempt to woo me into fucking them.

I knew they were on my case because of my big dick so, I capitalised on it and made A LOT of money. All I needed to do was play along until they saw the writing on the wall. Majority of the guys became very hostile (like i care) at some point while others understood I wasn't going to have sex with them and remained cordial.

 Some of Anthony's big friends became my friends and the ones I fucked (which is "very few") gave "real good money"-  (of course). I also came to realize that there are more married gay men in Nigeria than single ones.

Eventually, I started getting irritated at some point. The disturbance from gay men became too much and it seemed my number was now in huge circulation. I had men calling me from different states. In fact, I was shooked when I got calls all the way from Ghana and South Africa. Like seriously??????!!!!!!!

I decided to take a break from the whole gay stuff. I change my number and let Anthony know my decision (which he respected), and he stopped hooking me up with his friends.

At this point, I had gotten  a place for myself, bought one of Anthony's luxury cars (which I was paying in instalments) and now had more than enough money from the numerous lucrative businesses I was now running which was giving me steady returns. So, I was good and didn't have to fuck for money anymore. Also, in my mind at the time, to deal with my IH (Internal Homophobia) I was decieving myself by convincing myself I was only being gay for pay and nothing more but how wrong I was.

Many months later, after I had thought I was back to being a straight man, Anthony took me to a housewarming party of a particular friend of his whom he has always described as "wonderful". Anthony has been chasing him for years, but all to no avail. Although I had never met the guy before, I had already heard so much about him from Anthony way too many times. 

It was a very simple one-bedroom housewarming party, and we were not up to 15 people in attendance. 

Truly, the celebrant was a very wonderful person just like Anthony had described..infact, he was more wonderful. 

He was extremely handsome to a fault. Level-headed, gentle, wise, honest, hard-working, and had this very peaceful aura around him. He was the type you knew you could confide in and not worry about anything. 

In the course of the party, they started discussing relationships in the gay community, and what this guy was saying turned my senses 360 degrees. The way he broke down his facts and backed it up with bible scriptures made me wonder what kind of a person he was.

Since I started fucking guys, I had never met anyone with his pattern of thought. 

Before then, every gay person I had met was just hungry for sex and nothing more. 

After I got home, I could not get him off my mind for days.

For the very first time in my life, It was crystal clear Kamcee (his name)  was the sort of person I needed to be with even though at about that time, I had met a girl who I had just started seeing.

Call me crazy but I followed my intuition to woo him. We had exchanged numbers at his housewarming and i took it upon myself to be consistent in communicating with him.

I took him out for dates and followed him to his church (this was a miracle because I had no business with going to church and now, I started attending religiously).

Kamcee gave me a very tough time because he drilled me to know where my head was @. 

For months, as just being friends, I watched my life and pattern of thinking towards life change. 

Even when I told him about my past and the guys I had slept with and taken advantage of, he didn't judge me. However, he rebuked me and told me that using people for my gain was very wrong, especially when I knew I wasn't going to meet their needs. I was remorseful. 

One day, I damned my pride and went on a knee to ask him to be my boyfriend. Yes, I did. I would be a fool not to. Not after he had taught me without having to "teach me."

Thankfully, he accepted, and I was over the moon.

 

As I held him in my arms and kissed him for the first time, it felt as if something was removed from my spirit. I felt free. Felt light. Felt whole.  Mind you, all the guys I had slept with were just "fuck" and bounce. I don't kiss them because I assumed kissing was something you do with only women ( don't judge my ignorance). 

As we kissed passionately, my dick fired up real hard and I became afraid because I felt he would change his mind after seeing the size of my dick. But the strangest thing happened. While we were deeply kissing ( which he loves so much) and our hands were roaming all over our bodies, his hands felt my dick and he broke into laugher.

Wondering what was the matter,  I asked what was funny, he said

-"Do you know you have everything I asked God for?"

"you mean you asked God for a boyfriend with a big dick?" I asked in genuine confusion.

"what is wrong with that?...so I should not have a heart desire again or what?" He retorted as he panted several kisses all over my face while his hand still held my dick firmly.

we both laughed as I hugged him very tight because for the first time, i felt proud knowing that I was everything someone I loved was looking for.

That night, as I held his naked body in my arms (after sucking and licking every single inch of it), with every inch of my dick deep inside his very tight, so-soft, and deliciously warm hole, It felt like I was having gay sex for the very first time. Maybe the connection was what made all the difference because it felt perfect, natural, and divine. If I had died in that position, I wouldn't have cared.

In the middle of my gentle thrusting and tender kissing, Kamcee told me to fuck him hard. At first, I was afraid of hurting him but I remembered during our discussions some on sex some time prior, he had told me he usually wanks imagining getting fucked brutally by a big dick. Sincerely, at the time, I thought he was bluffing because he never looked the type. He was too gentle and looked extremely innocent to undergo any hard banging. 

"Are you sure babe?" I asked as I searched his eyes for any hint of disapproval but found none.

"Yes my love...own me really hard" he whispered as he pulled my face into his for slow deep kisses 

Slowly, I began picking up the pace of my thrusting and he seemed to love it because the tone of his voice as he moaned as well as his facial expression changed.

Whenever I asked him if I should go harder, he would smile and encourage me with a nod.

Lifting his legs to my shoulders after taking my time to suck on all his toes, I went to work.

As i picked up the pace , i could not believe how incredibly beautiful he was as he laid under me while I  watched his facial contortion express the sweet pain my raging cock was causing his soul through his very juicy hole.

All I wanted was to really fuck him like my wife and I did exactly that.

We held our gaze into each other eyes all through the sweet joy of union as we spoke words of passion only our hearts understood.

After a heavenly moment of hammering and plunging deeper into his sugar walls, he began to go into spasm as he groaned while calling my name. I knew at that moment that he was cumming.... my baby was cumming... the very thought of knowing I was making him release his juice drove me to the point of no return.

I scooped him into my arms and in that instant, we both exploded our seeds. My seed inside his stomach and his, on top of mine.

We continued kissing and remained in that position with our dicks still much rock-hard. We kept making love all through the night until morning met us in the act.

I don't want things to change because I cannot become the person I used to be. I am much happier and fulfilled at the moment and I intend to ensure I apply every principle of life to ensure things only get better (by God's grace).

Anthony believes our crossing path was for the story of my life to change and from the looks of things, I don't doubt him one bit.

Written by 

D. Robertson