Gay Erotic Stories

I was assigned to be the orderly of a retired Brigadier-General in Lagos sometimes in the early 2000. The man was a good man and was a former governor during the military era. As a result he was stinking rich. He and his household usually embarked on a one frivolous holiday or the other. Either within or outside the country. The man was a typical Yoruba man. He liked partying as well. However,, my colleague and I enjoyed being stationed at his highbrow Ikoyi – Lagos enclave. He treated us part of his family circle.

One Summer afternoon, while the family was vacationing in the Caribbean with his entire family, my colleague, Chucks were the ones left to take care of the house.

My shift for that week was afternoons for a week and his was to do the evenings. Chucks and I had been admiring that Ekaette. Each time she passed us, we would ogle at her swaying hips and made lewd comments about what to do with her once we got her alone in a room. We even had a bet on who would bed her first. The girl was dark-complexioned of average height. She was between nineteen and twenty. Once I followed her to a nearby kiosk on pretense that I was buying soft drinks, I struck up a conversation with her. I got to know her name and that she was a housemaid to the Alhaji.

Soon, I would pick a bucket and pretend to fetch water from their compound, even though we had a functional bore-hole. Sometimes I would strike a short conversation but I knew that the Alhaji’s household never allowed men talking to the opposite sex within their compound.

On that summer afternoon, I was sitting at the gate post (our house was opposite the Alhaji’s family home).I noticed that the Alhaji came home around noon. Then it struck me that for a while, the man had been coming home around that time. He would pick up his wife and three kids, drop the latter at their respective schools and the wife at her workplace. I was curious because I knew that most afternoons, the Alhaji’s gate-man usually left the house to the Alhaji’s shop at Obalende,(a well known suburb) not far from the house.

Curiosity got the best of me. So I took a plastic bucket and pretended to fetch a pail of water from the Alhaji’s house. I opened the gate carefully without making any sound. I tiptoed inside and headed to the Boy’s Quarters (outhouse).

I heard an unmistakable sound oozing from where I surmised was the sitting room. The window was slightly ajar so I peeped in and behold, Ekaette was on all fours backing me and her boss, the Alhaji, was pumping her from behind. Both were naked as day. But since they were backing me, I stood there mesmerized and fascinated. The man really had a fat dick with huge balls attached. And as he banged her, she was moaning in pleasure while he grunted audibly. Watching them made me so hard, I felt I would burst a nut. I rubbed my heavily engorged ten inches dick.

Then suddenly the man shuddered and bucked his ass cheeks and shouted as he unloaded his cum deep into her sopping pussy. I quietly extricated myself from that vantage position and proceeded to fetch water. I quickly left and returned to my post. After fifteen minutes, the Alhaji zoomed off in his car. I thought I saw the man looking thoroughly satisfied like a cat that just guzzled a bowl of cream. What did I expect?He just had his afternoon delight,didn’t he?

I returned to the house with my bucket once more. I was feeling so horny I didn’t care for any consequence arising from my bold decision. Knowing that she lived in the Boy's Quarters, I went straight there. I heard the shower on. Without thinking twice, I opened the door and went in . As she wasn’t expecting an intruder so she didn’t deem it fit to bolt the door.

“Who is that?” She had soap in her eyes.

I seized the moment and grabbed her. She was backing the door when I entered so her luscious ass was now pressed securely against my loins. My hands went to her perky breast. “What do you think you are doing – ” she turned back and we were face-to-face. “Officer!What do you think you are doing? My Oga(boss)is in the house. If he should meet you here, heads will roll,” she said with our any conviction. “I saw him leaving after giving you a good fuck. Now, it is my turn,” I said assertively. She gasped:”You saw us?”

I didn’t reply her. Instead, I held the back of her head and pressed my mouth against hers. My tongue snaked into her mouth. She tasted like water melon. I returned my hand ministrations to her breasts. Her nipples were hard. We both groan. By now my clothes were wet. So, I quickly removed the cotton T-shirt I was wearing and the loose combats. My dick stood like a pole about to do some heavy drilling. She looked at my dick with wide eyes. I guessed she had never seen one so big. My dick throbbed uncontrollably.

I turned her around and while my left hand played with her nipples, I used my right hand to guide my dick into her pussy. She was still wet and possibly still retaining her boss’ semen.I nudged my cock head against the opening of her cunt. Then gradually, the fat lips opened up to engulf my length. I speared into her with one mighty shove. She screamed in ecstasy. “God, you are so fucking big!” she said hoarsely. Her hands were against the wall as I pumped in and out with so must gusto. Her cunt lips closed tightly against my ramrod staff. As she neared her climax, I felt her cunt muscle tightening against my dick. I slammed harder and harder until I gave one hard, final shove and released my creamy load deep in the recesses of her pussy. She gave a guttural growl as she climaxed too. My dick kept on twitching in her hot cunt until I felt the last drop dropping inside her.

The sweetness of this sweet homebody of a girl, I knew I was I a long haul. Because I am far from stopping fucking this pussy. This is just the beginning. Next time, we are going to do it in a bed with more leisure and more panache….Let me show her the stuff we military men are made of.