Gay Erotic Stories

Nigel takes in the shopping streets, the street vendors, markets, cars and pedestrians filling up the busy streets. He registers in the hotel lobby and finds out that the conference just started. The conference room is only half full with about 40 people, mostly men, listening half-heartedly to the keynote speaker. After the keynote address, the floor is open and speaker after speaker gets up to give their comments and views. He notices that it is the women and men in traditional African attire who have the most substantive input, and he decides that it will be good for him to meet with some of them after the conference.

Nigel indicates that he would like to address the audience and when it’s his turn, he fires up the room as he talks about education, reparation and mind liberation. The room gives him a warm round of applause as he sits down. After the conference, he is just about to walk over to some of the women and men in traditional attires when this tall brother approaches him. The brother is well built, has a strong face, wears a light brown suit, glasses and has this smart-assed look on his face. As he starts conversing with Nigel, he comes across as a true uncle Tom, flashing his western education in economic analysis, how he went to Washington to do his doctorate, how he has been appointed for a job in the office of the president and…and... Nigel shuts down his listening. This is not the type of Brotha he wants to chat away with. He just can’t find the right way to escape him. By the time the Brotha finally gets tired of his own voice, Nigel discovers that most of the other participants have left. He is stranded with Uncle Tom.

Uncle Tom turns out to have a name, Ayo. As Nigel examines him, his physique says sports; his manners say Evangelical church, his thoughts says Hail the Whiteman and his spirit says--I Want Mummy. Nigel senses he comes from a rich and spoilt background, not knowing much about the struggles of life. He looks 35, tries to act 45 and comes across as 20. Nigel has no clue why he accepts when Ayo offers to show him around town. They get into Ayo’s Mercedes convertible sports car, and Nigel is not really listening much to the shallow lectures Ayo renders as they drive around.

On the outskirts of Lagos they run into a roadblock. Ayo, keen to show off a do-you-know-who-I-am routine, does not impress the traffic officer and a quarrel breaks out. The officer shouts, “Do you think you know my job better than me?” And stupidly, Ayo shouts back, “YES!” In seconds they find themselves in the back of a police van, taking them to the station. Unfortunately none of them have their identification papers and, after a joke of an interview, they are ordered to spend the night in prison. They are thrown into a cell, which already has five guys staying there. Their cellmates all look like they have committed far more serious crimes than speeding, with their mean stares. There are no extra beds so Ayo and Nigel sit on the floor.

Later on, the guards open the door and let in a big guy followed by 3 youngsters. This is, obviously, Daddy Mack himself. He is a big motherfucker, with some been-in-jail-forever work out muscles, ox neck, grand hands and a broad face, which looks like it has never given room to a smile.

“I heard we have some new bitches here”, he says. “I want to inspect you”. He walks over to Ayo. Nigel reckons Ayo has never been in a fight, because despite his well trained physique, he only shudders and tries to make himself smaller, as Daddy Mack is approaching. Nigel tries to get up, but Daddy Mack’s lifeguards draw knives and make him understand he can’t do much about the situation.

“You”, Daddy Mack points at Ayo. “I want you to suck my dick!” Ayo tries to shrink. “Bitch, did you hear me?” Daddy Mack is talking louder now. “Or should I fuck you first? It’s your choice!”

Ayo is shivering, his face has changed to the unrecognizable from fear. Knowing that he cannot call his parents, Ayo obeys as Daddy Mack is opening his fly and whopping out his Mack Daddy dick. He pulls his dick a couple of times and makes it grow to a sizeable measure before he tries to insert it in Ayo’s mouth. Ayo is reluctant, but has no choice. He opens his mouth slowly and Mack Daddy starts to fuck him. Nigel is not sure if it is a mistake or if Ayo finally got his guts together, but all of a sudden Daddy Mack jumps and shouts, “Fuck you, fuck you, bitch!” Ayo has bitten him. Daddy Mack is mad like a bull and orders his bodyguards to undress Ayo so that he can “fuck his bitch ass”.

However little he actually cares for Ayo, Nigel decides he cannot sit and just observe anymore. He tells Daddy Mack that they can make a deal. “What’s that, bitch”. Nigel explains how he can make Daddy Mack cum like he has never cum before in 2 seconds. They all laugh and say it’s impossible. But Daddy Mack agrees to let him try and promises he will leave if Nigel can do what he says. Nigel removes Daddy Mack’s shoe and starts to press a point between his toes. In a second Daddy Mack’s dick stands stiff and ready out his fly. Trying to hide his surprise he says with a threatening voice; “I did not cum, bitch!” Nigel moves on to massage a point towards the back of his foot. Taken by great surprise, Daddy Mack watches how his own dick explodes and shoots cum across the room. It is like the Daddy dick lives its own life, continuing to squirt out cum in short intervals. Daddy Mack is speechless, almost frightened, and he backs out of the room with his bodyguards following him. He even forgets to put his dick back in his pants.

The cellmates are amazed by Nigel’s trick and want to know how he did it. Ayo, hit by the stress, anxiety and nerves, starts talking rapid bullshit. “Men are not supposed to be like that. It is against the will of God. And God’s wrath can swallow the disbeliever. I could never be with a man like that. It is sin against Jesus Christ. My manhood could never be touched by another man. My manhood wouldn’t even react to such sinful activity”.

Nigel and the cellmates look at each other. A smile appears on Nigel’s face. Maybe this man can be silenced, he thinks to himself. “What did you say?” he asks Ayo.

“I’m not like that, my body belongs to Jesus, and it can never have pleasure from another man!”

“Well, Jesus is a man, isn’t he”, Nigel says jokingly.

Ayo gets up and puts his finger in Nigel’s face. “That’s blasphemy, you are bringing down the wrath of God and he shall…”

Ayo doesn’t get to finish his speech, as Nigel motions to the other cellmates that they should hold him down. The five guys all help in pinning down Ayo’s arms, legs and head. “Now”, Nigel says triumphantly, “lets see who your body belongs to!”

Nigel takes his time as he starts to undress Ayo. Ayo tries to resist, but in vain. The men holding him are strong and wont let go. Nigel loosens up the tie. Unbuttons the shirt. Opens his belt. Nigel is shouting curses and prayers all mixed up. Nigel slowly zips his fly open and pulls his pants down, exposing Ayo’s blue briefs. Ayo continues to shout curses and prayers. Nigel’s fingers follow the outline of Ayo’s dick inside the briefs. It is positioned to the right and it’s evident that it has some good thickness to it.

Nigel starts moving the dick around inside Ayo’s briefs, playing with it as he watches Ayo’s face. Ayo is almost changing colour and shouts even louder, trying to get free. The men laugh between themselves. Nigel slowly pulls Ayo’s briefs down and let his dick breathe. He was right; it is a thick fucke –round, veiny, uncircumcised and–just thick.

Ayo panics, “You can’t do anything to me Jesus is my guard and my saviour”. Nigel slowly pulls down his foreskin and exposes the thick head. He can feel the dick reacting inside his hand, growing in thickness. “My body belongs to Jesus”. Nigel closes his hand around Ayo’s jewels and starts to massage them. “No man can make me feel pleasure.” Only the minute Nigel fondles Ayo’s nipples, he gets quiet. Nigel takes advantage of the situation and starts to jack Ayo’s dick, which has now grown to Daddy Mack proportions, and caresses his nipples at the same time.

Ayo tries to maintain his outrage and resistance, but finds it hard to complete his sentences. After a while his words do not make sense. He is on the border of conflict and pleasure. As Nigel works his dick well, Ayo gives in to pleasure and starts working with Nigel. His breath is heavy like an old locomotive. His body reacts to each move Nigel makes. Nigel can feel that he starts to build up to the last stage–and he enters two fingers into Ayo’s ass as he shoots his hip into the air and catapults a shower of cum into the air. Ayo’s body is spastic as if he is tripping on something. It takes a while for him to collect himself and come back to his senses. Their cellmates laugh and give Ayo a round of applause for his performance.

“So who exactly does your body belongs to?” Nigel asks him as he gets dressed.

“I guess I didn’t know that your name was Jesus!” Ayo responds.

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