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Daniel

My tongue forced itself into his mouth, urging his mouth to open up for me. I gripped his waist, pushing him so close to me. I lay on him,my hard-on pressing against his thigh. Slowly, I rubbed my dick on his thigh wanting to push it somewhere tight.

I paused. He had turned me over, I was lying on my back and him kneeling between my legs, what does he want to do?, my heart screamed so loud.

He unbuttoned my trousers and I lost all my senses. Before I could think he already has his wet mouth over my cock. Was this seriously happening?, he was going to do this. I wasn't expecting this. if only I had the will power to shove it away, I would.

But I didn't, I allowed myself swallowed whole by his wet mouth, he was sloppy and inexperienced. But I don care, it felt so good that I could die. I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth so hard that I cried and came inside his mouth.

He coughed and rushed to the bathroom. When I heard him vomiting my seeds, I felt bad for not giving a warning before i poured it in his mouth, but there wasn't a chance to warn him, it just blew out without even warning me.

He came back later and I held him so tight to me, I was really grateful that the had to do that for me.

"Was i okay?" He asked

"you were okay" I assured him. I kissed his

forehead.

" Am i your first man?"

"Yes" I whispered

The next day, we traveled back home.

On Monday, I rented an apartment in the city, I was tired of having Mother's on my back every time, I needed somewhere I could be alone. Maybe with Nnamdi. I took a picture of the house and sent it to him.

"It's beautiful, but is it that necessary?, I thought you still have your life in Lagos?" he messaged back

" i will go back to Lagos when am ready. I still love it here" I replied.

When I told Mother about my new apartment, she was so furious with me, she didn't want to see me but she was so furious that I was leaving. I didn't mind her but went to furnish it.

I still do see and visit Nnamdi, I can't even go a day without seeing him, I would feel so incomplete. These days, he was getting so comfortable with me, sometimes, he initiates the physical contact, he kisses me on the lips, hugs me each time he sees me or boldly sits on my laps.only in secrets. His ass pressing my dick was enough reason to get me unbelievably hard. He was tempting me and he knew it.

I wanted to throw a small family party for my new apartment, but Mother refused it to be, she called Lolo and told him to bring Nnamdi. What she had done wasn't that bad. she had even done a favor for me without her knowing. At least I would get to see him and it would make this little party less boring.

When Nnamdi came, he helped Mother and Ezinne with the dishes, and she was proud of him and disappointed with me for not knowing how to. Maybe she was his real son and I didn't know about it. We later ate and drank. when Mother and Lolo were having conversations, Nnamdi and I, sneaked inside one of the rooms and made out a little.

"I want to feel you" I moaned, squeezing his ass. he pressed his palms on my bulge, I thought he would give me a "hand job".

He didn't, he smiled and left me hard and wanting. It was fun because, it was dangerous.