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Memoir OF A Male Sex Addict!! [Love, Betrayal and Romance](complete story)

 

“Your wife Nonso na” Mary whispered

“And I heard she is coming to the house to see mummy” Mary added.

“What!!” I shouted

“Is it mummy that impregnated her”?? Bro iyke joked

We barely finished the statement before we saw three uninvited guests opened our gate and met us outside. Everyone readjusted while I dashed into our room and headed for cover. Truth be told, I didn’t hear the conversations till I was summoned.

“Is it true what they are talking about”? Mummy asked me

“What are they talking about”? I replied, putting up a confused face

“Did you and Nonso enter any form of Touch Touch”? Mummy asked

“God forbid” I shouted!!

“I will never do such with any girl till I get married, that’s what the bible said” I quoted

Everywhere went silent. Eyes moved and stared at each other. I realized my first statement made an impact and I decided to continue.

“She was my friend in Sunday school, but she later told me that Joshua is asking her to be her boyfriend” I replied explaining like a teacher

“Which Joshua”? Nonso’s mum asked surprised

“The one that entered youth church recently” I answered

“This girl has finished me ooo…” Nonso’s mum shouted

“How old are you”? Nonso’s dad asked calmly

“I am almost 13” I replied

“Have you ever had anything bad to do with Nonso”? He asked once more

“No sir, I don’t do bad things because God hates it” I replied like our children pastor “But I was her friend helping her in the bible quiz sometimes, before she said she wants to start visiting Joshua’s house” I said with all calmness

“Mummy all he said is not…” Nonso tried saying quickly before a Ghost slap interrupted the nonsense speech she was about giving.

“Sorry for the embarrassments mummy” Nonso’s mum said to my mum while they prepared to take their leave.

“Please take it easy and treat the case with wisdom” My mother said calmly before withdrawing into the house.

The truth was that I derived joy mentioning Joshua’s name as the person responsible for the pregnancy. It gave me joy seeing Nonso shed tears. But as I write this diary, I also wish she never left me. Maybe when I grow in future and become big, she would be my wife. But it is all over for now.

That night was extremely cold and it came with mixed emotions. I remember Nonso and Imagined how the baby would be like. It is funny, isn’t it??

All the fun I caught in this our new estate, I can’t really explain them in this diary. I couldn’t explain the amount of girls that I had sex with. Most of them were from Bro Iyke’s school. They were so fantastic with me. Most time, my prick stayed in their mouths than where it is actually supposed to be. Most time they called my prick a cigarette. Who cares? I just kept enjoying myself.

Days turned to weeks; I invited some girls from my school to Bro Iyke’s friend’s house. I was one of the youngest in my class. Most of the girls were looking bigger but they don’t care because I buy the break food and dash them money.

When they reached the house, I was greeted like a big man by Bro mike’s friend. His name is Christian. Christian has a cool house with T.V and Video player and a small fridge. They sat down, and I was gisting with them before Christian went outside. I didn’t know what he did, but few minutes later, I saw Bro Iyke.

They started drinking some beer with the girls. I wanted to taste, but he asked me not to. So I managed my Crush drink. Few minutes later, the girls were laughing so hard and dancing almost naked but I thought it was normal till when they almost got themselves naked. Bro Christian and Bro Iyke too them inside the room and all I could hear were sound and shouts with different tones. I probably left them to enjoy their self. After a while, they asked me to go home so as not to create suspicion at home. I did as I was told and rushed home.

The next day, I saw the girls at school; they smiled at me all through in class and later passed me a letter through a note book. I stayed after school as the letter stated and waited patiently for them; they came and we went to a class; they removed their cloths and asked me to remove mine.

“You will do to us what you did yesterday again” The first girl said

“I enjoyed it well” Said the second girl

“Wow” I said actually confused

They immediately started fondling with my penis, while I headed straight to theirs. I finally inserted my prick into their hole and started going in and out while the other waited. I took turns to do same to both of them before we finally decided to start going home. I bounced home feeling like I was flying above the sky. I write this because the moment I reach home, it feels like I did nothing and I hunger for more.

We started having problems with owner of our compound after daddy claimed that talks to buy the house were not successful. So daddy started making plans to relocate to another place. I heard of it, but I wasn’t informed well; so I allowed them do their thing.

Since I knew about our imminent departure, I made sure I touched or had sex with any available girl in the neighborhood.

“They will miss my dick” I always say to myself after each victory recorded.

 

Chapter 9

Ten months later, we were moving over to our new house in the suburbs’ of Enugu state. Daddy built the house himself so we moved into the area like Kings, Queen and Prince with princesses. It wasn’t an ideal environment, but Nature was at its peak. I have never been to any part of Nigeria so I don’t know where I will compare it to. It was more like a rural area with little children playing Naked in the streets, pushing their tires up and down the rough street road.

A lot of unknown girls and boy welcomed us and helped us push the load into the house. I was having a good glance for any good target. Any of the girls I greeted seemed so excited.

“Maybe this is cannan land” I whispered to bro iyke.

“Seems so” He said in a low tone and we laughed together.

“Obi, Iyke!!” Mummy yelled our names

Ma!! Ma!! We chorused together as we headed down to the parlor

“Have you heard about nonso”? Mummy asked

“No…” I replied while bro iyke was looking

“She has delivered of a girl” Mummy said

“Wow” Bro Iyke said.

“The parents ran a DNA test and checked it with Joshua, and it wasn’t corresponding” Mummy said

“And they said…”

To be continued

“They want to just do a check on you” Mummy said laughing

“Hope it won’t be painful oo…” I asked

“hahahaha… I don’t know oooo” mummy said while smiling.

Few days later, Bro iyke informed us of his decision to travel for his work experience like he explained. Mummy asked him if he will come back and finish his HND, but he said he will think about it.

Bro Iyke was set and ready to go; the night before we just stayed in the room and ruminated on how we did our things together, had fun, played and how he was also beating me sometimes. Well I didn’t talk about the punishments and beatings Bro Iyke gave to me sometimes because it is not related to the essence I am keeping this diary. But when it came to beating and flogging, he never hesitated to dish it out appropriately.

I allowed tears flow freely from my eyes as we talked about so many things that nigh.

“Always remember you are the man, no girl should control or have your heart” Bro Iyke said

“You will grow up to become a big boy, so have fun and never let emotions becloud your sense” He concluded.

As he waved goodbye very early that morning, I ran into the room feeling dejected, sad, emotional and confused. I couldn’t explain the feeling but I knew I wasn’t alright.

Few days later, I was cleaning up my room, and I saw a neatly tucked letter in one of my most cherished novels I always read.

“If you ever see this paper, help me greet Nonso and her Baby girl. My heart is always with them”

I was confused as to why he would write a letter just for Nonso and her baby. Just then I remembered when I asked him

“Why didn’t you use that rubber thing you always wear before having sex with Nonso”

“I don’t use it on abnormal girls” Bro iyke said.

Just then, I started having a loud laugh that I almost invited intruders into the room where I am.

 

Days turned to weeks into months and I was progressing at school in a rather Negative manner. I was falling from Grace to Bottom Grass. People I taught in Jss2 started teaching me in Jss3 third term. All this never bothered me because I was living the good life.

I haven’t fully blended yet in our new environment because of language barrier. Lots of beautiful girls to my taste, old and “fresh” from my perspective; but couldn’t communicate with English and I couldn’t speak Igbo too so who will make the move?

“Hey” “Ssssssss” I heard while coming back from school one day

I turned around to know if I were the person being called, and then I beheld an angel like fair matured girl calling me while she was running to catch up with me.

‘Sorry, I no know your name, that is why I keep calling you like that” she mumbled her grammar.

I told her my name and she told me hers while we were walking down the road.

‘Shea it is you people that pack enter this street shebi” She asked

“Yea” I responded quietly.

“Any problems” I asked

“No… no problem” She said

“Just that I saw you people the day you came in” She said

“But you didn’t help us pack our load” I said jokingly

“I was aflaid to come close” She responded.

Your name is Chika Shebi”? “Before I forget” I asked

“Yes” she said ‘But you can also call me Chi baby” She said smiling

We laughed together as we approached my house; she pointed few blocks away and showed me her house. We said goodbye while I headed home.

 

“If you hear your name, you come out of the Assembly line and come and stay here” The principal fumed

“I have warned against the issue of sexual immorality in this school, but students still think I am joking. I will use the names of people I will call out as scape goats so that others will learn from it and know that we are in this school to learn and not keep boyfriends and girlfriends” The principal said with much anger while holding on to a super long cane.

Chinaza Opara

Ali Mohammed

Kenneth Uzoego

“Where are the people I am calling” The principal shouted as they slowly and fearfully walked up to meet him.

“These three boys raped a girl in Jss3 and said they will kill her if she ever report the matter to the school authority. Let us know how they will kill her when they will be in the police cell” The principal said.

The whole assembly was like a grave yard; just then we saw some non-uniformed men walk up to meet the principal.

“The men are police people from the Enugu state CID, and after flogging these boys, they will all be arrested and taken to the station” Said the principal.

“Is there any other person I forgot to call that you know”? Principal asked the three of them

They mute for a while; as the flogging was about to commence,

“Yes!!! There is someone you didn’t call” Ali shouted

“Who”? “Point him” Shouted the principal

“Him”! Said Ali while pointing towards my direction

“Who is the him” Queried the principal

“The short one with a black socks” Shouted Ali

“Mr man, come up here immediately” Shouted the principal

“Me or Him” I asked the principal

“You are very stupid! Come up here before I deal with you right from down there” The principal shouted with fury

As I made my way up the podium, there was huge laughter among the students. I was only thinking about what Mary would be thinking in her mind and what she will tell my mother at home.

I slowly walked up podium and sat on the floor with the other boys.

“We present to you the new rapists in our school today. They succeeded in defile a little girl and they all did it in turns” said the principal.

“Like I said before, I will use them as scape goats, before handing them over to the police” The principal concluded.

The principal handed over the canes to our P.H.E teacher who was the World Best Flogger as at that time, probably in the whole Enugu state. He could kill a lion by just flogging the lion. Rumor had it that he was almost rusticated from the school for flogging a boy till he became unconscious.

While the first boy made his way, he was laid on a ground and was given 25 stokes. The thing that baffled me was that he didn’t even shake while they were flogging him. He stood up to a very big applause from the crowd of students hailing him “Senior man oh”.

“The second guy went, after 15 strokes, he was now feeling the effect but he still managed to keep his cool till the 25th stroke. He was also applauded like he just won a scholarship.

The third guy which is Ali went and collected his own. The number was roughly about 40 to 50 strokes because he was laughing while they were flogging him. The teacher had to stop because the principal ordered him to focus on the next person.

As I made my way to the flogging arena, I could smell death around. I have never been flogged with a strong cane, talk more of 25 strokes. I already had tears in my eyes before the main cane started.

‘Why crying” The principal shouted.

“As small as you are, you connived with people old enough to be your father to commit rape” He shouted

“I didn’t rape anybody sir” I said almost crying out round

“I can’t even rape myself” I shouted while crying more profusely to the amusement of the group of students watching.

“Since you can’t rape yourself, how could you now rape a little girl in your class”? The principal said.

“Come on, lie down here before I increase the strokes to 30 or 40” the principal shouted

“Sir please, you can ask her if I raped her” I said while crying deeply

“She is not in school; her parents said she is in the hospital”   The principal said

“When she comes, she will now explain better. But for now, lie down and receive your own” He said with a little anger

While I was reluctant to lie, I was being forced. I resisted a little bit, but with the help of two students that were called to help subdue me, I was easily subdued. I felt only the first seven strokes of the cane, only to find myself in the sick bay with water all over my body.

I woke up lying on the floor with student and staff all over me. I started to cry and begging that I wasn’t among the boys that raped her. I was later called to the principal’s office and I was told to bring my mum along while coming the next day.

Mary had already reached home before me and tabled what happened before my mum. I was called to explain what happen. I explained the part that I felt would give me the necessary sympathy needed.

Mummy followed me to school the next day, while the other boys didn’t even bring anybody while coming along. They were given their letter and handed over to the police after Amaka confirmed that they actually forced her to have sex with them.

My mummy with Amaka’s parents was sitting in principal’s office. I was already feeling sick and sweat dripping from my body.

“Sorry for keeping you all waiting. I actually called you because of the offence your son committed” The principal said.

“So we have decided to expel him from the school and allow the parents of the girl take the necessary legal action if they feel they want to” The principal said.

Admist the silence, a voice was heard.

“He didn’t rape me” Amaka said

“What did you say” My mummy asked, almost jumping towards Amaka’s mouth

“What”? The principal asked looking confused

“He wasn’t among those that raped me. He was even fighting them for me” Amaka said with tears

“But I thought you said they were four” Her mother asked

“The fourth person is not here and in the school” Amaka said while crying

My mother stood up with tears in her eyes while I tried consoling her. I also started crying after seeing mummy cry. It wasn’t a pleasant experience in the office of the principal. My mother vowed to deal with him and also the school management. We went out of the office and headed back home.

The next two days after I had missed school, we got a letter from the proprietor of the school, asking us to meet him in his office. Mummy had already inform daddy about the plan to sue the school and we had already contacted our family lawyer and was about moving on to the next level.

We visited the school the next day, and we met the proprietor in his office. After hearing our story and mine, he begged us and told us to drop the case. He promised to take necessary actions against the principal and also said that as part of the compensation plans, that I and mary won’t be paying the Third term school fees.

After much pleading from the proprietor and his wife, mummy decided to accept and promised to inform daddy about the decision. While we thanked the proprietor and his wife. I was given a Cold malt drink from the fridge while going, to keep myself cool.

I know you will be asking how come there was already a change of heart from Amaka when she came to school the next day right? Now look at what happened!

************I actually had sex with Amaka, but it wasn’t rape. I already convinced her to have sex with me and she agreed. But the issue was that while we were having our fun in the classroom, the senior students came and threatened me and her. They asked me to kneel down and asked me to face the wall while they mercilessly dealt with Amaka in their own way. I tried fighting to help her, but I was beaten blue black from the three of them.

After the finished, Amaka was weeping and ran home. “I suspected that they she would tell her parents about the whole issue, which she did actually: When I came to school the next day I wrote a letter to her friend and asked her to help me give to Amaka.

She asked me what happened and I told her the truth. Fact was that Amaka already told her mother that we were four that raped her because she felt I planned it with the other guys.

Chizoba passed the message across, and told her of an alternate lie on my behalf when Amaka informed her that she had already told her mother that we were four that Raped her. They were neighbors so they had access to each other and I got the response from Chizoba that everything went as planned very early the next day before I was beating black blue by the P.H.E teacher and the principal.******************************************

The next few days, the principal was sacked, and our VP Admin took over for the remainder of the term. I prepared massively for the Junior Waec and received a lot of home lesson.

To be frank with you, I was a master of expo and copying. I was the best in my class when it came to doing Expo.

Record has it that I was the only successful person to do Expo when the P.H.E teacher was our invigilator. I did marvelous thing when it came to copying and cheating in the Exam hall.

During Junior WAEC, I repeated the same feat. After the Exams, we had an after school party, where I had a reconciliation sex with Amaka. It was an emotional sex that made me remember till date. I paid her back for the good deeds she helped me with. School went on vacation, and it was holiday period.

 

CHAPTER 9

 

Mummy had taken up a Job in a faraway place, so Daddy had to reduce travelling so as to stay with us most times. The stigma of being called a rapist was much in school and I had to tell daddy. We decided that I needed to change school. I wrote the entrance exam of a military school and I waited for the result.

Let me just confess, I didn’t wait for the result anxiously, because the admissions officer there was my Dad’s student. So I was already sure of getting admission LOL. Few days later, I heard that they have released the result of the Junior w.a.e.c we wrote. I went to school to collect mine.

When I reached school, I reunited with some old friends, laughed and collected my result. When I saw the result,

“Wow” I said to myself.

I rushed home and quickly showed the result to my father.

“OH MY GOD” My father screamed

To Be Continued

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24 comments

  1. episode 36 ooooh

  2. Anty Kenny dey ur back ooooo

  3. Guy u sure say God will forgive you???

  4. Wheww.. . this story is getting more frenzier that’s if there is an English lik DAT…. Ride on Bush

  5. Correct Story

  6. Wow sooo touchin enjoyed every bit of dis story wished he didn’t die but wow the sex was too much dis is indeed a lesson wonda who gave him the HIV

  7. Hmmmm…. I jst can’t stop the tears…. Continue to rest in peace Chikwelu…. I wish u Neva went D’s way….

    Bcareful guys HIV IS REAL

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  9. Wow!!! Wish you never died!! May God accept your soul!!

  10. I couldn’t resist commenting. Well written!

  11. Nice. But only got to read the concluding story, how do I access previous ones?

  12. amazing story… every single episode was a hit.. back to back from episode 1-40…keep it up… looking forward to read more of your stories…an amazing distraction that’s worth it

  13. My gosh…this story has me laughing my heart out with tears. Wonderfully written and hoping for more badass stories like this in future. 10stars

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