Even as Jide pumped into Dapo, he knew this would be the last time they would have sex. As horny as he was, he was listening to the whirring of the ceiling fan above him than the moans below him. Dapo was amazingly sexy, hot as they come – 6 feet 2 inches, 6 packs, light skinned, nipples like raisins that make you just want to suckle, full six-seater lips that you would always want around your dick and a bubble butt to crown all of that. Every man’s dream – well, every gay man at least. He was amazing in bed, a great top and a hot bottom too, always ready to take a dick up his ass without any reluctance, his full ass quivering with every thrust and his moans rending the air with just the slightest touch, making Jide’s hard-on even harder. Dapo was amazing, horny for Jide’s dick all the time, and probably some other guys’… but who cared anyway?
He was perfect by all standards. But he was no Emeka. Jide knew his heart wasn’t in this anymore. All he had to do was close his eyes, and he could imagine Emeka below him, and he jammed Dapo full with his nine incher, every thrust taking him closer to the finish line, skewing Dapo’s moans to Emeka’s, making Jide go on and on like his life depended on it. And then he saw the light; throwing his head back, he climaxed with the kind of ferocity that startled even him.
“Damn Jide!” Dapo gasped when he was done shaking off his orgasm. “You nearly split me in two back there. I came without even jerking off. What got into you tonight?’
Jide smiled in response. Dapo always loved to have a rehash after sex, and usually he was game to listening, but for now he just wanted to think of Emeka. Sweet Emeka. How could anyone even possess his mind with such completeness? Jide felt bad that he was thinking of Emeka while he and Dapo were going at it, but he knew what he wanted, and right now, it wasn’t Dapo. It was Emeka.
He knew Dapo would make a big deal of them ending their relationship, but he wasn’t going to fool himself anymore. Things had been waning between them lately. There was only so much a hot bod could do for you, and he had had enough of this hot bod. Well, almost. It was only 11pm, so he knew Dapo would want to go another round before they fell asleep, and he was horny from just thinking of Emeka
Emeka…Emeka…Emeka… The thought of his name alone made Jide’s heart beat faster. They had met two weeks ago at his friend, Kanmi’s birthday party. As always, Kanmi had gone out of his way to have another one of his weird get-togethers. This time it was pizza and drinks while sitting on bean bags. The sitting room was cleared of all furniture and the bean bags were strewn all over the place.
As soon as Jide got in, his first thought was, Here we go again, Kanmi and his madness.
Kanmi came to the door to greet him. “Hey Jay, what’s up? Ah-ahn! You no bring your wife? Where Dapo?”
“Abeg na everywhere person dey go wey person dey carry wife? I’m flying solo today o,” Jide answered with a smile.
“Which kain dirty solo? You wan chase all these small, small girls, abi? No be for my party where dem go hear say three years marriage don end o! Seriously, I’m watching you!” Kanmi said while squinting at Jide.
Jide laughed, shook his head, and pushed him aside.
As soon as Jide got in, he sat on the bean bag closest to the door. It was best to sit closest to the door at Kanmi’s parties; you never knew when you would have had enough and be forced to leave, things got weird sometimes. He began to survey the few guys that came before him. There were a few faces he recognized, he smiled politely at them. And then he saw his best friend Tomi, who was waving him over. Oh gosh! Now he would have to move from this bailer’s spot to go and sit with Tomi.
He loved Tomi, but the brother could be a little too much sometimes. Jide and Tomi had been friends for twelve years, from their wide-eyed innocent days in UNILAG. Everyone always wondered why they were so close, seeing as Jide was extremely macho and Tomi was a huge queen. Rumours about them being in a relationship had run rife for years, but they didn’t care. Jide knew that when the chips were down, Tomi was the only person who would be there for him. Tomi had seen him through his first huge break-up with ‘he who must never be mentioned’, that had him in bed for a week; Tomi had also been his solid rock when his mum died, saw him through his retrenchment from his job, and had always been there for him through thick and thin. Adding to their outward differences, they were the exact opposites inside. Despite being so effeminate, Tomi didn’t believe in love, he felt love was for dim-wits who had nothing better to do with their lives, but if his best friend was one of them, so be it. Jide believed in love, he was a die-hard romantic and knew that whatever the case may be, he would find that perfect person for himself.
As Jide walked over to meet Tomi, Tomi started shouting “Ore mi toh quality!” over and over again. This was something that always embarrassed Jide; Tomi had no compulsion whatsoever to hold back. He saw no reason not to scream and shout when he felt like, even in the midst of straight people.
“Tomi, what’s up na? How was your week?”
“It was good o jaré! My foolish boss wanted to kill me with work till I made it clear to him that this girl needs to party this weekend, so there was no way I was going to that office today Saturday, never!” Tomi said in his usual feisty manner.
Jide smiled. Tomi’s stories about his dealings with his boss, although exaggerated, could fill up the bible. No joke!
As they stood together, Chidi, a guy they knew, came over and started dancing with Tomi. Of course, Tomi began to back it up to Chidi before long, leaving Jide to watch them, slightly embarrassed but enjoying the show nonetheless.
“Your friend is so funny,” said a voice on his other side. As he turned with a ready smile, as he did every time anyone had a comment concerning Tomi, he noticed a really nice looking dude at his side.
“Yeah he is, he’s always the life of the party,” Jide said. “There ain’t no party unless Tomi is rocking it.” At the other guy’s answering chuckle, he added, “Seriously, that was his slogan when we were in the university.”
“Oh! You’ve known him that long? Interesting!”
“Yeah, twelve years and counting. He’s my best friend,” Jide said.
He was wondering why he was volunteering all this information. Usually he just smiled at the comments about Tomi and looked away. But here he was, spellbound. This had to be perfection!
TO BE CONTINUED
Written by Lothario