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

“Who owns this result”? He asked fuming

“What happened to it”? I asked quietly

“So you mean to tell me that this is the result of the school fees I have been paying for you”? My father asked in anger

“But I passed na” I replied confused

“Let your mum come back and see how “well” you did in your W.aec exam” He shouted while moving out.

Well, it wasn’t my fault, I saw a parallel “P” and I felt it was a pass. Daddy didn’t take it lightly with me, whenever he bought something; I was always excluded while others enjoyed their own food. So we waited for the admission result to come out from the military school exam I wrote. Actually, that was steph’s school already, so I am anticipating resuming with Steph in the same school.

Back to my neighborhood, Chika became a close friend. I practically stayed outside our house at night, just to be and talk with her. Along the line, we became good friends.

“Do you have a girlfriend” She asked me

“Yes” I replied “But she is not here again, but I always think of her” I said

“What about you, do you have a Boyfriend”? I asked smiling

“No, I don’t like boyfriends” She said

“That’s good” I replied

“But we can still be friends ooo” She said

“Yes, sure” I said

“Do you like me”? She asked smiling

“Let me show you whether I like you” I said while drawing her face closer.

I landed a kiss to her cheek; seeing she got excited I decided to ask her for permission to land a direct kiss to the lips. She accepted and I went for it, but I noticed she held my face to her mouth and was never letting go so I enjoyed the fun while it lasted. Our kissing became an everyday affair. At every little opportunity we had, we kissed.

I started thinking of a way to transform our kiss to something more intimate. One morning while daddy had gone to work, I quickly moved outside the compound and went to chika’s house to call her. She responded by coming to our house; there was this erotic magazine I always hide under my bed to keep myself always happy. When she came into the house, I brought her ice cream from the fridge and gave to her while she picked up my magazine to see what was inside.

I left the scene on purpose to give her a little space with the magazine, then I came back and saw her quite uncomfortable. I already knew the reactions so I didn’t hesitate to dive into the water.

I quickly touched her laps and felt her reaction before crossing my hand over her neck to kiss her. During the kissing, she quickly reached for my pennis and was drawing it out with full force.

I followed behind in full momentum undressing her in few seconds like Bro Iyke taught me. When I finally entered, I realized that there was blockage whatever around her virgina region. It was free to air. I quickly did what I was supposed to do and it was fun.

Sex with Chika became constant: Whenever we had the opportunity to see and it is quite dark or lonely, she always offered it to me like a sacrifice. At some point, she offered to call her best friend to participate in our sex competition, I rejected at a point but after putting myself in Bro Iyke’s shoe, I asked her to bring her over.

She was another small but older looking fair girl, who couldn’t communicate properly in English but knew how to obey simple instruction. The both of them came to the house as planned, after watching a movie we then proceeded to my room. At first I was scared but I always wanted to make proud.

It was a moment of romance; no idea could be more than having two naked girls on your bed, swarming all over you. I have seen it in American movies; right now I am having a feel of it. I touched wherever I felt like touching, sucked whatever stared at my face, entered wherever I felt had a space for me to enter. The feeling, joy and memories are things I always cherish.

 

Schools have started and I am in Sss1 now, Steph is Jss1 and mary in Sss2. Daddy took me to school alongside Steph. I was handed over to a soldier man as a personal guardian while Steph went to her class.

Mr Eke the soldier man is a private soldier, tall and muscular in nature. We welcomed me with a smile, but deep down I knew that the smile wasn’t real. That was actually the beginning of the end for me.

I entered my class Ss1B and it was filled with strange faces till I saw someone mention my name. I turned back and saw my Old friend at my former school here in this present one. We didn’t talk much at my former school, but I know that in this unknown land, he will be my best pal.

I begged his seat mate to borrow a space beside him, and the boy willing agreed. That was how I met Kenneth. Ugly, tall, troublesome are the best words to describe him, but you must love him.

I resumed school the next day a little bit late, despite waking up very early. I was told to kneel down and use my knee to walk till I reached my class which was very far from the gate. I tried doing it, but I noticed that along the way, some other guys were escaping and running very fast, without getting caught. I looked around and tried running. I wasn’t even half way my class, before I was caught and sent back to the gate again to start afresh.

These are some of the challenges I suffer in this school. Most times I come back home looking like a rejected prisoner. No matter how cool and good you are in class, you must get flogged.

I remember saying I won’t get flogged again in the school. Just a military man entered the class and someone gave out fart. The class smelled, and the officer considered it insult. We were all ordered outside without sandals to lie on the floor. He came back with some bulala (Military name for Koboko) and gave us 10 strokes each. Even the old girls didn’t cry, so I held my tears till I reached my desk.

The school is fun, but it comes with a price. If you greet wrongly you get flogged; if you greet nicely you get flogged; if you run when you are supposed to walk and you are caught, you get flogged. So I have learnt how to wear triple shorts and shirts while coming to school.

“Wait for me after school, I have something to tell you” she said to me

“Any problem” I asked surprised

“After school, I will tell you” She said

I was in class but couldn’t concentrate on what the geography old woman was saying. She knew I hated her subject, and she hated me too. Most times, I spend most of my time in her class, facing punishment and today was no exception. But I was waiting patiently for what funmi wanted to tell me after school.

After school closed, I waited for funmi to come around while I stayed behind in class. Kenneth was hanging around in case any situation came up. Fumi with her friends came around and we exchanged pleasantries.

“You said I should wait behind” I asked

“Yes, because there was something important I needed to tell you” She said

“Okay, say it let me hear” I replied smiling

“My friend says she likes you and would want both of you to be friends” She said

“Which of them”? I asked feeling like a boss.

“This one” she pointed to a shy looking beautiful girl I always exchanged eye contacts with during classes

“But I don’t know her name” I said looking confident

“Her name is Comfort” Fumi said

“I like her too” I said smiling

“If you are coming to school tomorrow, write her a letter” Fumi said

“Alright, no problems” I said smiling

I went home and bought a book that contained love texts and letters; I used it to compose some heartwarming stories of love. I combined it together, while stealing my father’s perfume to spray round it. When I reached school, I gave it to comfort and told her that I wanted my reply also in a letter form.

That term, I spent more time committing various offences, serving punishments and composing letters for comfort. During break period, we would be in secluded places with Kenneth and the girls and be having fun in school. Comfort copies my note for me, so I spend more time gambling in class and making noise. Infact, this school is making me live my dreams.

Towards exam periods during the submission of notes, I tore out any page that had blank spaces. I ended up submitting a long note with just 20 pages, while my mates where even attaching more notes to their existing ones to make it contain all the topics.

While revision was going on, I was clearing grasses alongside Kenneth and other guys in the officers’ quarters. Our crime being that I wrote the names of the quietest people in class as noise makers. When the real names were called from a silent observer’s list, behold the writer of noise maker’s names was even on the list.

Exam time has reached, and I informed the guys about my special talent when it comes to exam writing. They all stayed behind me, and we were all ushered to our various desks. The exams lasted almost a week and some days, and I did what I know how to do best.

“Stand up” The invigilator shouted

I knew it was all over and no chance to pull any stunt. As she approached towards me,

“Jesus Christ” A guy shouted so loud

Everybody turned towards his direction, even I and the teacher.

“What’s that”? The teacher asked

“I just realized that all I have been writing is wrong” The boy said very sober

“Was that why you shouted” The teacher asked

“I won’t shout again Ma” he pleaded.

“Now you stand up” She said to me

I stood up as directed and she looked around…

“Where is the book I saw you with”? She asked

“See it here” I said giving her a book

“What’s inside” She asked me

“Ma you can check it” I said to her politely

After checking it, she looked at me and nodded her heads, as a way of saying I will catch you again. But it was too late.

Don’t ask me the real reason why the boy shouted Jesus. The boy’s name is Kenneth, and he only saved his fellow friend. That’s how we do our thing.

Results of the exam came out, and guess what??

To be continued….

 

Results of the exam came out; and guess what, I failed woefully. I was only reminded of the rule and was told that I needed to pass my second term so that I can have a chance in the third term. Daddy was not around during this period, so I didn’t panic when I got home. I only took the result and hid it where even a spirit couldn’t see it.

Dad and Mum travelled, so we decided to spend the holiday in our own ways with their permission. I was bent on travelling to Benin City where an uncle lives because I had an unfinished business to complete over there.

I reached Benin at night because I left late. After many greetings, I was ushered to my room. They have a wonderful setup of an all-boys family living with neighbors in a compound estate. The next morning, I came out and greeted my long lost friends. They were happy to see me, likewise I also. We talked about lots of things and played well.

Few days, I asked them about my business I left here the other time. They understood immediately, so we laughed about it. We decided to make plans on how to achieve.

The next few days, we decided to go fetch water in an abnormal place, which was quite very far from our house. On getting to the destination, we arranged our trucks and wheelbarrows while filling them up with water. While fetching, she came out immediately, smiled at us and ran back into the compound. She knew I was eyeing her, but there was a major problem, she was a Deaf and Dumb!

Onome was a fair beautiful and tall girl, sweet body curve and cute eyes. She was always sitting outside whenever we pass the route to go play football. I saw her one day and decided to go ask her what her name is. Without knowing she couldn’t talk nor hear, I kept asking, while she kept staring at me. It was a bad experience before a friend told me she was deaf and dumb. I felt for her, and was looking for a way to become friends with her.

“Her papa na herbalist ooo” Emma shouted when I told him of my plans

“What type of herbalist” I asked quite confused

“The man dey do juju like say tomorrow no dey” He replied while laughing

“E be like say na why the girl no sabi talk” Israel chipped in.

“Forget that thing, no matter what, juju no go dey her nyash” Mark the eldest of us said with a loud voice.

“Shhhh” I shouted

‘She might be hearing us ooo…” I said

“Noo… true true, she no dey hear. Na Odi she be” Philip said with confidence

“If you wan nyash am, tell me make I help you arrange the girl” Mark said.

That was the last we discussed about, before I left the town some months back. Here am I once again, staring of the girl of my fantasy.

I knew I had to take my chances, because time was running out.

“Mark, shea you said you can help me” I asked him

“The girl don tear ooo…” Mark replied laughing

“To nyash the girl now go hard you oo” He concluded.

“You leave girl wey no sabi talk find other girls for estate na” Israel said while laughing.

The truth is, I only wanted to satisfy my curiosity that was why I was eager to know what it feels like sleeping with a deaf and dumb person. Questions popped my mind

How do they shout?

How do they react?

What do they say?

How do they tell you to stop?

How do they tell you to continue?

These entire questions kept on recycling round my head, and I decided to find an answer, which I will share soon.

I started going to fetch water there without the help of friends, and while going, I made it a point of duty to write my greetings and some other things I wanted to say in a small piece of paper and supported it with some little gifts like Bons and coke while going to her location. Since she was always the one in charge of collecting the money for water, I always left the change with her and go back home to receive some beatings or shouting. I did it continuously for two days, even though the first day I had a little difficulty convincing her to take the gifts.

After the third time I did it, she became more receptive, and we played with her sign language even though I knew nothing she was saying. I laughed when she smiled, I nod when she nods and frown when she frowns while doing the sign language. I learnt few signs from her, even though that wasn’t my aim of laughing. I wanted to know how it feels!

The fourth day I came around, without coming to fetch water, she gave me her own letter, and believe you me, she now loves me so much. She said she would love to know my house and see how beautiful it is. She promised to be a good girlfriend if only I would love her very well. Yes I would, I said with my version of the sign language.

I rushed home like I won a lottery and dashed straight to Mark’s house and luckily, he was around but with a girl. I waited for him to conclude before spilling the good news.

“The girl accepted” I said with my heads high up

“To do wetin” Mark asked

“To come to my house” I said

“Baddoo! Na your u uncle house you wan carry am go? Make him no catch you and Odi ontop him bed ooo, pastor go just cut your prick commot” Mark said while laughing

“That’s why I want you to help me with your house” I said in a begging tone.

“Which day she wan come fuck us”? Mark asked while scratching his balls

“She is coming to see me, not us” I reminded Mark

“Then you never ready na” He said while about moving out

“How? But you just finished sleeping with a girl, did I disturb you? Not fair oo” I said

“I must collect my share” He restated

“How”? I asked with curiosity

“Either you give me part of the sacrifice, or you pay your tithe” He said smiling

“What is Sacrifice, What is Tithe”? I asked

“Sacrifice is the girl, tithe is 10 percent of the girl” Mark said while still laughing.

“So how will you collect the 10 percent, are you are a pastor”? I asked him very angry

“Olodo… if una dey fuck, you go leave the window open. Then me go dey outside, dey see wetin una dey do. So that even if I no fuck, I go still enjoy small” He said with all seriousness.I had to agree to the deal because half bread is better than none.

On the appointed day, I spent more time cleaning and clearing Mark’s house from plenty dirt. Anybody who saw me would think I just packed into the house newly. After much cleaning, I went straight to her area to pick her up. I had already used some of my money to buy two drinks in the fridge and some biscuits.

When we reached home, she sat down and was a little bit shy, so I had to keep smiling to make her feel calm. I offered her biscuit and some little a bottle of coke, she drank while I was sitting close to her. I opened the window a little bit to allow fresh air, making Mark see me keep to my own side of the agreement.

When she was done, I brought out two booklets and two pens. I gave her one and used one, to enable us communicate through writings. I asked her if she ever had sex before, she said yes.

How many times, she said two… “Wow, good for a start” I said to myself

I asked her if she can have sex with me, she said she is shy that I might not love her again.

I took my time to explain how much I love her and even more than everybody in my house. I even told her that I will still be in Benin because I am here to complete my education. Before I knew what was happening, we were on the bed, all naked.

I saw Mark peeping, and I decided to surprise him. I quickly bolted the door firmly, while I headed straight for the window. I closed it immediately, and he started knocking on the window.

“At least, she can’t hear the sound” I said to myself.

I started out with romance like Bro iyke told me, and headed straight to kissing every part of her body. The body was so smooth, that I almost eat her up. I was expecting to hear some little noise, but realized that the noise wasn’t forth coming.

Then she dived towards my little prick, brought it out and started licking it like a sweet. After that,I wasted no time in entering between her legs, and started doing what I know best. Then I realized that instead of shouting, she was waving her hands very fast. And shaking her head a little bit, she started grabbing hold of my head and hugging me as if she was hired to suffocate me.  It was fun because the reactions were funny. I was smiling as if I picked up money from the ground. And who hasn’t gone through this path should try harder to walk it. It is FUN!

We finished all our rough play; we kissed and played in our own special way, before she said she wanted to go. Mark was tired of knocking and had gone to watch film in someone’s house. I quickly escorted her to her house, before rushing down home to do some work.

I heard Benin girls’ love sex, and I decided to attend to a few more girls that needed my attention before moving back home. The other girls were staying around the estate, so it wasn’t difficult penetrating past their various legs. I succeeded in having sex with 3 within age range of 17 and 18. I was bigger than my age so they felt I was in their category.

The next few days, I told her I would be going the next day. She cried bitterly and asked my I did that to her, but I couldn’t stay in benin because it is not my house. She begged and begged, but I had to go. She wrote in a piece of paper “You are wicked and I hate you”; I replied her “You are sweet and I will aways be back for you”, before I ran away and rushed back home. I don’t know her whereabouts till today, but she is always a story to remember.

 

Chapter 10

Second term is here, and it was time to get serious. I have been warned by the school authority about the implications of failing 2nd term. I picked up, even though I kept my comfort with me in case I ever felt the urge to do what I need to do. She was such a supporting girlfriend and most times, we fuck after school. While Kenneth will handle Fumi, I was always in charge of Comfort. I told them, that in order to pass and remain in school, we had to improve.

Permit me to say this, my thinking capability and intelligence was far better than everybody in that class; but it didn’t always show because I was always found wanting in all aspect. This term, I was a little bit focused. I was less frequent to the student guard room, I became 17th most called noise maker, I was sent out of the class less times.

This 2nd term was one of the most boring term ever because I became a good boy overnight. But if I was a good boy in school, I wasn’t a good boy outside school.

We normally take public transport back home, and my Break money was always not enough for me. I thought of the fastest way of having enough money for the next day, before an idea came.

“How many of you want to save transport money” I asked my fellow classmates who went my direction

Practically everyone raised his hands.

“Now see what happens, we would enter a bus and we would stop at a common junction that is close to everyone else’s junction. When we drop, someone will start of an argument with the conductor on the issue of how much he told us. When the argument starts, we will all sneak out of his sight one by one. You are on your own in case you get caught” I said with stern warning.

Luckily for us, we saw an empty bus without conductor. We filled the bus and I volunteered to become the conductor of the bus.

“Help me collect money seat by seat” The old driver said to me

“No problem Oga”. I said to him

I collected money from others that were not part of our plan and when they got to their Bus-stops, they came down including those in my plan.

“You collect money from those people” The old driver asked

“Yes sir” I replied with confidence

All this happened, till we reached our common Bus-stop and the remaining of us came down, took the man’s money and vanished into thin air.

“He will understand” I said to boy that was afraid of curse.

The scenario continued, and we became the most wanted school children along that route.

“Look well before you enter a bus oo…” I kept shouting to them everyday

Second term exam was around the corner. We arranged ourselves and luckily, I, Comfort, Kenneth and Fumi was on the same side.

I did the writing and they copied the once they didn’t know from me. It was a marvelous exam and I don’t need to remind you, we passed in style.

I came out 3rd overall in Maths, 2nd in English and as always, I failed geography. The teacher was happy I failed her subject, I was happy I failed too. As part of our celebrations, Comfort gave me a passing fuck!

I had already established my crew in my neighborhood. Non-violent but we all had our little styles. Anybody among our peers who needed a girl had to lodge a formal request before he go ahead to woo any girl. We commanded respect and prestige, and failure not to abide by the rules will render you a complete virgin till you leave the area.

I fucked at will; I had sex anytime I wanted it. You will ask why it happened that way right?

*** The answer is money*****

I had huge savings, and when I see any guy who begs me for money, I give him without blinking an eye. Those local girls love money, and the rich ones love gifts so I always buy them things according to their levels. From minerals to small gifts; so it goes a long way to get me what I want.

On the other hand, Chika helps me organize any new girl that comes into the street. If you don’t fall willingly, someone will make you fall. I was living in my own paradise, a mansion I suffered to build. I commanded the respect I wanted and the ladies gave me what I wanted. What else should I ask for.

 

Third term was around the corner, and it was even a more a serious term than the 2nd term that passed. I knew this was my real hurdle if I wanted to graduate in that school. I became so serious and went to church more often. I attended all classes and made peace with all the teachers in my class. Whenever I was asked a question, I always attached something spiritual to it, just to prove to them teacher that I am now changed.

But the soldiers never loved me. Once they call out the list of noise makers and my name isn’t on the list, it is considered incomplete. I was receiving koboko stokes like on a daily basis and most times, the stain of blood will be on my back. I was thinking of reporting to my Dad but Kenneth opposed it.

“You want your Dad to fight Army man”? He said while laughing

“They will just tell him to do frog jump with you” Kenneth continued

“Jesus” I shouted

“What should I now do”? I asked Kenneth

“Try and be friends with them na” Kenneth replied

Nice idea!! Kenneth just gave me a nice Idea. I decided to work with the plan. During every break period, I had to go pay my dues to everyone of them. I bought meat-pie for some and mineral for some. It made me spend money from my savings, but it was worth it in the end.

I was the official assigned person to write names of noise makers and my list is the final one. To all those who hate cane, they had to give me something to avoid their names going into the book of hell, while I replaced it with those who won’t give.

“Officer, those names there are not noise makers, he didn’t write the real names” Our class captain said

“Who you be for this class”? The officer asked him

“I am the class captain” The boy replied

“Thunder go kill your papa” The Army man said angrily.

“So I give order, you come dey tell me wetin to do? Oya follow them go lie down outside. Idiot son of a bloody civilian” The army man said amidst laughter from the class.

“Get me more names of criminals” He said to me while leaving

“Yes Sir” I shouted while smiling with confidence.

I made a large sum of money that day; I took my share and saved the rest to pay my dues the next day

 

 

“It is not me that did it Oga, it is him” The boy said with bitter tears

“Who… talk my friend before I finish you totally” The Army man shouted

“That Boy”…

 

To be continued….

About Obinwanne Umunna

A professional freelance writer, a sales speaker, and a youth & development consultant. I write to inspire, show readers the possibility that abounds for them; while also entertaining them with stories. Please if you want me to speak at any event, seminar, or be of help, please reach me on +2349086050663.

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40 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

  14. Awesome story… Kudos bro

  15. I will definitely do that. Do you have other stories? If yes plz I love to read them too

  16. Wonderful story and well written even though my mind tells me it is a fiction

  17. I wish this could be turn to a movie… but dont know what the Authorities would do about the sex scenes. Then Aunty kenny s story was incomplete. .although I guess she was the one who infected the guy with HIV..pls keep up this project….this can be ur GENIFA DIARY in written form, because I can easily imagen my self in the scene right in my head..its greater than any write up I have ever come across.

    • Thanks so much too. I wish I can also turn it to a movie too. lol. But I have an ongoing project on the blog too, which is “Memo of a Sex slave” which is ongoing. Thanks so much for your concern. I am open to any ideas you give to me right now as regards my story. #Cheers.

  18. Create a Facebook page with ur name bro and we would follow u. before u know..u can make it big…if u are seing what im seing.

    • Hello bro. Thanks for your kind words. I already have a page, just that it has been dormant for a while. I wish to know if there is an idea you can give me, I would appreciate so much.

  19. Victor Ehigiator Omoregbee

    nice story Umunna… i enjoyed the dexterity with which u carved ur stories….keep it up… i look forward to your future works

  20. Is it really a true life story? If it is then I can’t seem to believe the sex expoilts, it looks fiction to me but all the same, that’s a very nice piece, publish it and make a movie out of it

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