GETTING A MAN

 I am currently studying abroad and last year, I was home for the festive season. It was fun because once again, I was around family, home cooking, and company. Yes, company. Life abroad can be super lonely and if one isn't careful, it could drive you into severe depression. So, seeing family, especially my gworls ( gay friends) was a massive relief because they brought gossip and moments of laughter.

 Also, one thing that made my visit special was my naija men and their heavy gbola (dick). Oh yes, you never know what you are missing until you are in the land of the uncircumcised biro-cover penis (no offense to my white men).

So, I have this friend who for the sake of this story, I will call Tola. Tola is my gay sister and we are more like besties. For all I know, she is a cock craving Janet Bond whore who changes men like underwear and I give her flowers for that. While I was away, we kept in touch and I told him to find me a man who would rearrange my walls and leave me crippled for a couple of days if not weeks. At first, he had agreed, only for me to arrive and be met with stories. I overlooked it and went on my business. One day, while I was hanging out with my cousins, Tola called and said he would like to join me. He also informed me he was coming with his boyfriend and I was happy to finally meet him because while I was away, he nearly made me go deaf from constantly telling me about his "love".

On that fateful night, as I was popping bottles with my cousins in the club, Tola walked in with this breathtaking hunk of a man whom he introduced as Gerald. At first, I was smitten but secondly, I was confused. This wasn't the "boyfriend" Tola showed me a while ago and had been singing about because, for starters, his boyfriend is called Ahmed and is dark-skinned and not that tall. ( from the many photos he'd shown me, they were of the same height).

Anyway, I was smitten by this guy, and I could feel he liked me too because we kept looking at each other. He was well-mannered and well-spoken and in no time, we got chatting like old friends. This got Tola angry because he would shuffle and keep adjusting his body in such a way that would bump into his guest. It was evident he wasn't comfortable with our discussions.  He kept doing this and it was quite embarrassing. At some point, the guy had to ask him if he was okay. This got him angry and of course, Tola, being "Tola", pretended like he didn't know what he was talking about and entered his usual "bitch attitude" mood.

Thankfully, at the time he was giving this drama, my cousins had left so, they didn't witness his theatrics. Now, it was just us three ( myself, Tola, and Gerald).

Soon after, two girls who knew Tola dragged him to the bar to get drinks for them so, I was now left with Gerald.

"So, how long have you both been together?" I asked. (After all, Tola had told me he was his boyfriend right)? 

The confusion on his face was epic.

"together how?" he asked. Genuinely puzzled.

"Is he not your boyfriend?" I asked. Now, being the confused one.

The way his jaw dropped and his eyes popped out in shock like a cartoon character was hilarious.

"was that what he told you?" he asked. His voice went deeper as his brows furrowed.

I explained that that was what I was told and he scoffed.

"I am just meeting him for the first time. We met on Tinder and he volunteered to take me out for a drink as this is my first time in Abuja" he narrated as the irritation in his voice froze each sentence. 

Turned out he was having a bad day as he had come for a job interview and was turned down because according to the interviewers,  he was overqualified. He had made a first-class ( showed me the proof on his phone) and they could not hire him.

I empathized and encouraged him to keep his faith. 

"do you know you are very handsome?" I said in an attempt to flirt with him and his smile melted my heart. He looked like a baby boy with a big body.

"you are too.... and you are very smart. I can tell" he replied shyly. 

"so, do you like my friend?" I had to ask to be sure I was safe.

He let me know that from Tola's conduct, and the information he had gotten regarding being told they were dating, he found him immature and insincere and that was a huge turn-off for him. 

When he asked why I kept people with questionable characters as friends, I let him know that Tola may have his flaws but also, other aspects of him had values.

 

All the while we were chatting, I could tell there was chemistry steaming between us. Thankfully, Tola was taking forever and I knew if he came back, we would not have the opportunity to freely chat without him making a fuss. 

"Why don't we get out of here... maybe come to my place?" I flirted.

He looked at me and a quirky smile crept on his lips.

"what would you like me to do to you?" he said and his dark pink tongue licked his thick lips.

"anything you want. I can be all yours" I replied as I felt my groin swell in between my mid-thighs.

"well.... your friend brought me here and I don't know anywhere in this town. Also, it would look somehow if I just stood up and followed you just like that"

"you are not a child man.... come on" I urged. But he would not budge. 

He suggested we schedule a meeting but I was just as stubborn. I did not want the heat between us to cool off. 

As we argued about our meeting-up, he drew my attention to Tola who was now flirting with one of the bouncers at the door.

"Please tell me you are nothing like him. Please!!!!" he begged.

 

I assured him I was nothing of a sort and suddenly, I had an idea. I suggested I leave the club and then, he follows after me a few minutes later. 

"And what do I tell him?" he asked as he arched one of his brows.

"you can tell him you have to receive a call. Then simply come out to meet me".

He gave it a long thought and eventually, agreed. I told him where I had parked my car which thankfully, was in a secured location. 

Finally, I stood up, walked up to Tola (who looked at me like I was the witch terrorizing her village and every member of her family), said my goodbyes, and left.

Once I got into my car, it dawned on me that I didn't take Gerald's number. "What if he didn't show up?" I asked myself. But a voice told me to be calm and trust him. So, I waited. 

15 minutes came and gone but there was no sign of him. 

I waited another 10 minutes- nothing.

Just as I had given up and was about to start the engine, I saw a tall silhouette briskly walking towards me. I felt it was him so, I flashed my blinkers and to my relief, the figure waved.

He hurriedly got into the passenger's side and we both started to laugh hysterically. "You better drive fast" he ordered and I didn't need to be told twice. I kicked on the engine and zoomed like I stole my car. As I drove, he reclined his seat completely and was giggling like a child.

After I had driven out of the vicinity, he told me Tola just left for the toilet to pee and he had used the opportunity to disappear. According to him, Tola seemed to have suspected something was going on and had been questioning him by trying to keep him back.

We stopped over to eat and while we waited for our meal, we continued talking.. but this time more intimately. He told me his heart desired to travel out, settle down with a man, and raise a family. I was quite taken aback because Gerald looked like a DL ( down low) type or maybe bisexual who had a girlfriend somewhere waiting for him. Knowing he was fully gay, vers, and wanted to spend the rest of his life with a man was remarkable. Also, he ran two businesses but wanted to get a proper job to increase his finances. To say I was impressed was an understatement.

After he told me the basics of what I needed to know, he asked me to tell him about myself and I told him I was still studying while keeping the "abroad" aspect out of the equation. I let him know the car I drove wasn't mine but belonged to my eldest sister who had relocated. I had to be honest. If he wanted to accept me, then it had to be for what was real.

By the time we had finished eating, I was already in love. This man was just a living dream.

As we walked in the darkness to the car, I held his hands and it felt so warm. I asked if I could kiss him and he took me in his arms and kissed life into my soul. 

You know that kind of kiss that is FAR from sexual desire? That was what he gave me. Just when my spirit was about to leave my body, he stopped, hugged me warmly, and said - "please let us not rush anything. I want you to know me... and give me the chance to know you so I can know how to treat you". WOW!!!! was I dreaming or was this a movie? I was stunned. Just stunned.

Because my folks are pretty chilled, and I didn't feel threatened by him, I drove him to my family house. Besides, my house was the safest place ever. And if at all he tried anything fishy, he would not leave my compound alive. Just saying.

When we got to the comfort of my bedroom, we hugged tightly and he wanted to shower. I gave him a fresh towel and thankfully, my room is an ensuite so, he was fine. When he came out with the towel on his waist, I swallowed hard at the sight of his dick print. He was packing- seriously. I showered next and after I was done, we both cuddled and talked all through the wee hours of the morning until 5 am before sleep came.

I didn't hesitate to introduce him to my family and to my surprise, he blended perfectly. He wasn't nervous or uncomfortable. He even called his mum on video call and from the way she looked at talked, it was evident she had class

When I eventually told him I schooled abroad, he was unhappy but because we felt something very special for each other, we didn't let it deter us. We decided to make every day count before my departure. 

We went to the beach, I followed him down to the east to see his family (they were amazing ) and clearly, Gerald wasn't a hungry boy. He came from a very comfortable home and if I dare say, more comfortable than mine.

As my day of departure drew closer, the more sad we became.

Sometimes, when we were alone, he would hold me tight and sob quietly. One thing I admire about Gerald is how unafraid he is in showing his vulnerability despite how hard and intimidating he looks.

One day, while we were back to my base, and he was away driving my elder sister and mother (which usually is my duty ), he sent me a text message which read 

-"Babe, I hope you're well? Could you please make food for me? I am quite hungry. One more thing, your husband is super horny and wants to fuck you when he gets home. And he loves you most".

I read his message several times before I did exactly what I was told. I prepared his meal and prepared my hole.

When he came back home, I served him, and ran his bath water. While I was catering to him, it felt so good because it looked like what our desired future could be. 

As he was eating, I could not help myself. I started touching his crotch and few seconds into my caress, he got rock stiff. I let out his pole and started sucking him off. While slobbing and deep throating his girthy and lengthy pole, he said - "if this is how you're going to be treating me, we better get married first thing tomorrow morning " and we both laughed. 

Because I was desperately horny, I grabbed my lube, moistened us up and positioned myself on the bed in a doggy (his favourite position). 

Gerald didn't waste a second. He hurriedly got up and stuck his cock inside me after inserting his fingers for a couple of minutes. 

I watched us on my large mirror on the dressing table facing my bed and it was such a hot sight. He was fully clothed except for his huge penis sticking out from his unbuttoned fly which was deliciously buried in my warm cunt.

He pounded me very hard as he kept whispering how sweet I am to my ears. 

In no time, his strokes began getting slow as he rotated his waist clock and anticlockwise. He started to shiver and moan and then, In that sweet moment, I felt him melt his ice cream inside me. He literally flooded my insides with his vitamins. 

After we both caught our breath, I wanted to use the bathroom but he stopped me.

"Babe, leave it inside. I want to feel you very wet please" he pleaded as we kissed passionately. 

He told me he wanted to rim me but because he had just eaten, he didn't want to hurt me. We both joked on imagined scenarios assuming he rimmed me with a spicy mouth.

After he had brushed and showered, he joined me in the bed and we began to kiss passionately. This time, he was not in a rush. He licked every single inch of my body. Sucked my nipples until they were super sore. As he sucked my dick, his strong hands roamed all over my body and his large fingers found each of my nipples. As he bobbed his head up and down my shaft, he pinched, tickled and fondled my perky nipples expertly. 

He went down my balls, and then inbetween my thighs before meeting my still dripping sore hole.

As I felt his warm tongue smooch my battered spermy hole, my head exploded. Mhen!!!! This guy knew how to eat ass. NO JOKE!!!!.

I was still speaking Hebrew when he penetrated me with his lovely huge girthy cock. It truly did fit and fill my hole like a glove.

"Open it baby. Open your hole for your daddy." He urged as he stabbed me with love.

I raised and parted my legs further apart, reached my both hands under my ass cheeks and pushed them apart for his invasion. 

"Oh gosh...oh yes....I can feel you wet hole cover my dick now" he gasped.

He took my stiff dick in one of his hands and began stroking me nice and easy to match his fuck rythm. 

The sensation was so powerful it felt like my spirit was leaving my body. 

Anytime I tried closing my eyes, he will stop me and say- "baby, look at me....I want to see the pleasure I'm giving you in your eyes..."

Lord!!!! He was such a lover.

As I took his handsome face in my hands, he kissed my hands and took four of my fingers inside his mouth.  After sucking on them, he took my left feet and started sucking my toes. I was hooked. Lost. Confused. Happy. Alarmed. Name it.

It was at this point my entire body gave up and I released my love. As I was convulsing and gasping, he gave a silent growl and crushed me with a fierce kiss. He also, was now pouring his divine love juice deep inside my soul.

We remained in that position forever until we slept. 

In the middle of the night, we both woke up to pee. When we got to bed, he spooned me with his dick neatly tucked in my moist dripping hole.

Since the day we made love, we ensured it was our daily routine until the day I left.

I deeply miss my baby and I know he misses me too. He's blocked Tola and taken down his social media account to avoid distraction (also, he's not into social media).

The goal is to get married and have a family. But first, making MONEY is our priority. 

Written by 

D. Eze