#MBz25 My First MEN-ONLY NIGHT With Jude - Part IV

First of all, I want to thank many of my readers who took it to the next level with me on this and deemed it necessary to send me more vodka to go on with this very intriguing story of my life — you are the best! My house is now filled with different brands (sorry, I won’t post any pictures — I am not sharing my drink) and I think I may have to go into drink distribution business soon….

okay... let me show off a bit

*sips*

Alright, back to the matter. I think I already made it clear that my time with Jude, which you are yet to read, is not my first gay experience… or you may want to disagree on the fact that I did all I did with Francis without knowing the meaning. You may be right but what will you say after reading about my time with Dayo and Sadiq? Please don’t give me that face; I already told you that I have this nice behind and my girls even call me ‘beautiful’ — making me an automatic target for ‘oGAYchis’, you know….

I had always seen Dayo in my hostel, and also had the knowledge that he was an active choir member at one of the biggest student fellowships on campus… so, it was totally unbelievable to receive such firsthand information about his personality. Based on a true story, you don’t think I am here to slander a purported born again Christian just for the fun of it, do you?

So, on that fateful day, the last thing for me to have experienced was a guy trying to fag my ass! I was in a three-way problem (details I had rather not share) and I was totally out of options on the next step. Sick of my sadness, I decided to take a walk out of the room, and that was when I met Dayo.

Alright, I sort of attracted him to my boot as I didn’t use any belt and left my shorts sagging when I walked past him. I was at the male side of the hostel, I didn’t think I would be oppressing or offending anyone with my sagging, not knowing that there were some super males (so super, other males turn females to them) around! This guy’s eyes couldn’t leave my bum alone; he called my attention and offered to give me a free belt, up in his room!

With my clouded state of mind, I couldn’t fully explain why I had no belt on but politely rejected his offer because I had my belt back in my room. I am so sure in his mind, he would have said: “damn! I must not miss this effing trunk” sick mo'effer! And yes, Dayo tried not to miss it as he trailed me to where I went to stand aimlessly with some guys randomly talking about shits, and there he started to rub on my behind!

As sick as it was, I truthfully didn’t think he was doing anything abnormal as my mind was enveloped with many other greater problems at that moment. I didn’t observe but I know that the guys around there must’ve been thinking: “oh lord, so this fine boy is with the men as well?” when they saw how I wasn’t budging to Dayo’s obviously offensive touches… and when they couldn’t take the scenario any longer, they all chorused: “both of you should enter a room naw!” and that was when I asked them to help tell the guy to leave my bum alone, to which they must have thought: “ode… you wan dey form for us here, enter room make he ‘popo’ your bumbum joor”

I must’ve given the guy a raging hardness as he had been rubbing on my fine bumbum for fifteen minutes or more — you don’t do that much to a girl before you bust her open for some serious action — but he was still offering me the belt in his room after I told him to leave my bumbum alone. Then I told him that I had bigger problems than that, and as a superhero looking for some bumbum to save, he offered to assist me — up in his room!

Did someone just scream “don’t go!”? Sweetheart, I did oh! Maybe I wouldn’t have, if you had screamed earlier like eight years ago! And as soon as I sat down in the weird room — I need not describe it for you, you all know how they usually look — Dayo was beside me with gentle words and touches to console me… and they were all still normal till he brought his lips towards my face; that was when I effing woke up!

I blame ‘my sleep’ on the fact that I was still a virgin at that time though — My Dark Days with Ife (Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV) Era — otherwise, his hands on my bumbum could’ve passed a serious message if I had experienced it before. But this guy trying to kiss me was a massive shock, and like all these small girls do when they see a massive nozzle, I was outside the room in a split second.

I instantly went to a room filled with the most notorious guys in my hostel and asked a non-objective question: “are there any g-men in this hostel?” to which — just like ‘KHONA’ — they all chorused, “Dayo!”

Well, I needed not ask anyone nor wait till Jude started to rub on my 'yansh' via blackberry messenger before I knew that he was G, who wanted to have my fine bumbum as well. When a guy makes it a habit to always jump into your mentions in order to ruin your ‘p’ with a girl and is always criticizing your high yearn for ‘kitties’ like you’re meant to be after dogs, nothing makes it more glaring, except you are expecting him to make a large billboard with his picture beside a bold caption: I AM A G-Man!!!

But How Can I Be A G-Man? Even Mickey Mouse Got A Cat!

And I can confidently tell you this because my experience with Sadiq proved it… but wait, where is my drink?

*opens, gulps and finishes a bottle of v*

…MikellzBluez Continues…

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