MY SISTERS EX

 

When I was in secondary school, my elder sister ( who was in University then) was dating this very handsome man called Caleb. And when I say he is a fine man, Bobo was super FINE! And not only was he fine, he also had money and was generous with it. He spent good money on my sister and my folks loved him.

Asides been good looking and rich, Caleb had a good sense of humor. There were no dull moments whenever he was around.

 However, one thing that was very glaring about him was mannerisim. He had a softness and subtle feminity that gave him an allure. I remember how his high-pitched laughter would ring anytime he laughed and joked with my mum or sis. Funny enough, it seemed I was the only one noticing the feminity because no one else seemed to consider it enough to bring it up in a discussion. 

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Even though i was young and wasn't into men at the time, I always caught myself starring at him anytime he came visiting. If I can recall, I sometimes would have a boner by just starring at his fat girlie looking ass. Like I said, I didn't find men attractive in any way whatsoever at the time however, looking back, i guess it was probably my raging adolescent hormones acting up. 

Unfortunately, my sister left him for another man and despite how my folks kicked against it, she stuck to her decision.

I would not see Caleb again until many years later.

I had dropped out of University because my family fell on hard times. My sister who was now married could not do much because, she too was struggling.

So, I had to be a man and hustle for myself. I started doing menial jobs to make ends meet. One day, while hanging out with my guys, I saw a man who looked like Caleb drive passed, and BOOM!!! I remembered him after all these years. 

Like I said earlier, because I hadn't seen Caleb in such a long time, out of sight was out of mind. 

One thing I knew for certain was that Caleb was a kind man and I felt in my heart perhaps,  if I appraoched him and ask for help, he was likely to come to my aid.

So, I started looking for him.

I asked my mum for his number but sadly, the number no longer was in service.

I started digging for his information and finally, I found it. He was tagged on one of my sisters birthday photos on Facebook she took many years ago while in Uni.

With my fingers and toes crossed, I dropped a message introducing  myself and also, sent a friends request. For many days I waited anxiously for a response and finally, he replied.

 From his response, I could tell he was excited to hear from me . After briefly asking after my parents and my sister, he requested  for my number promising to call back in a few hours as he was about going in for a meeting.

A few hours later, he called as promised and we talked for a long time. He wanted to know what had been  happening with me all these years and I was quite surprised how much interest he had in me.

Moments after we talked, I began getting several notifications from Facebook. He was going through all my photos and was on a "liking" spree. 

His calls became very frequent and each time we talked, he would always pay me complements by telling me how handsome I look and how attractive my muscled thick physique is. 

 Because I am a sucker for complements, i started enjoying it whenever he paid me one. Even without him asking, I would send photos of myself in the gym and he would be thrilled.

Caleb and I spoke daily for weeks and i began liking him more than ever. 

Because I was tired of staying with my parents, he offered me a job as his driver and assistant and I took the offer in a heart beat.

I started working for him and all through my stay, he made sure I lacked nothing and was very comfortable.

However, I started to notice that anytime we were alone at home, he would stare at me (especially my dick whenever I wear boxers). In my heart, I knew he was gay and fancied me but I didn't want to address or think about it.

One night, while I was in my room, he came in and asked if he could lie down next to me.

I laughed and reminded him he owned the house and didn't have to ask for a permission.  We both laughed as I shifted for him.

Once he laid next me, there was an awkward silence. 

My heart began palpitating because I had a feeling something inevitable was going to happen. And just like I suspected, he placed his hands on my thigh. After a while, he began caressing it and just like that, my dick began to grow strong. I was shaking with anxiety as he started touching my nipples (which I didn't know how sensitive it was until that day) . As he started sucking them and touching my dick, I lost power over my body completely.

I watched helplessly as he sucked my thick 9 inch dick like a porn star. Shuving it deep down his throat while making choking noises as he gently massaged my balls simultaneously. By the time he started lubricating my pole, i was absolutely gone in the ecstasy. My dick was throbbing heavily and seeking a hole to smash. He oiled his hole up and very slowly, started to penetrate himself with it. 

It looked like magic as i watched my fat dick squeeze itself into his tiny hole.  Inside his hole felt so hot, tight, soft and moist. By the time he began sliding up and down my pole, I had finally surrendered. 

As if the sweetness of his arse wasn't enough, my brain exploded into stars as he started moaning while calling my name and telling me how big and sweet my dick is.

Mhen.... Hearing someone praise me made me feel like a god king. I found myself thrusting to meet his rythm and few moments later, it became a fuck competition of who is going to outdo the other. 

Fuck!!!!! He was too sweet.

When I started to release, it felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. Gesshhh!!! My soul , body and spirit separated themselves as my cum gushed like a waterfall. 

As I was busy going into deep waves of heavenly shock, I heard Caleb groan so loud as I felt something liquid splash on my chest and tummy. Some also, landed on my face.

When my body finally relaxed, my senses now came back.

I was reeked with confusion but thankfully , not guilt.

All my life, I thought I was into girls but it was now evident that was no longer my story. Questions began flooding my mind and very early the next day, I left his house back to my parents.

God!!!! Caleb seemed to go into panic. He started bombarding my phone and dropping several voice messages crying and begging me to forgive him. However, I assured him my wanting to be alone had nothing to do with him. I needed time to sort myself out and I needed to do it alone.

Couple of days later, I called him and we had a long talk.

I wanted to know how he started, when he knew about his sexuality, if my sister was aware, etc.

He opened up to me that all the time he was with my sister, he was struggling to be regular and hadn't come to terms with who he was. Also, he was under pressure from his mother to bring a wife home. Eventually, he gave up the people/family pleasing and decided to live his life.

He told me how he had lost many friends since he came into his truth and how for the first time, he has found love and a connection with someone (me). 

He begged me not to hate or abandon him and I was deeply touched.

I eventually opened up to him that he was my very first gay experience and I had already had feelings for him before the sex occurred. I asked him to give me time to come to terms with my "new me" and he understood. 

Eventually, I came back to his house and we started dating. This time around, I'm the one who now does the touching. I just can't keep my hands to myself any longer. He makes my heart happy and dick, happier.

Written by

G. Ben