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

“I won’t be resuming with you guys again, I am very far from you now” I was shocked like someone who saw a ghost when he had an erection. I knew it was Queen that owns the message and I tried calling the line back and it wasn’t connecting. I can’t explain how I felt upon seeing the message but believe me, devastating would be an understatement. I couldn’t cry because I was weak to even cry. The few days I spent at home where mostly indoors because I knew something very rare has left me, and it might be difficult getting it back.

 

I was very reluctant to go back to school and my dad noticed it

 

“But you were always happy before, what happened this time” Daddy asked surprised. How would I tell him that my ATM machine has been taken away from me? I went back to school just for the purpose of going back I had lost all the motivation needed to continue in such a school. I pictured my daily activity in such a school, and I knew it would be hell in school… but was I correct?

 

After spending few weeks in the former hostel, we were reassigned various hostels and that means we were going to make new friends and stay in new rooms. I checked the new list and I found out I was posted to a hostel that has the name of a popular U.S city. We were three from my former room that was posted to the hostel. The hostel was a true reflection of the city in reality. It was a hostel filled with mostly halls instead of rooms. I thought we were just going to be about the same number that I saw on the list, but never knew that that number was just for 1st batch. I ended up staying in a hall I didn’t even get to know all my roommates because, I kept o seeing new faces in the room all the time. This was where I was going to spend my 200 level and I knew I was in for a serious issue.

 

The crowd, the theft, the noise and the wahala that often emanated there made me very un-comfortable. But as the saying goes, “If you can’t beat them, you have to join them. Going to class became an uphill task for me, I rather stay back in the hostel and play lots of games, discuss, eat, sleep then wake up in the evening to play the hostel football called Gombe.

 

“How far that your girl” Chike asked me

 

“Mtchheeeewww” I hissed that even a snake would think I am brothers with it.

 

“Why you dey vex, she don dump you”? He kept on probing. I didn’t even know what to reply him because everywhere I went to, it was the same question that was being asked. I tried talking to a girl in a popular building in the school called Engineering block, and the first statement she made was “Have you dumped your other girlfriend”?

It was something serious because I was beginning to feel the heat on me already. I was running out of cash, I was lonely aside my male friends, I was always thinking and this made my stay in school that period hell. Few days later, I met a guy that I have known a little bit during my first year, his was called Toulalan. He was a short, black and handsome guy in his final year in the school.

 

I thought I was “Bad” never knew that was just the beginning of more things to come. We became good friends alongside my other friend Lainus. Every week, Toulalan was going out of school and I never saw him hustle for exeat for once.

 

“How you dey use do am”? I asked

 

“You still be small boy, when you mature, you go sabi” He said while speaking in their Akwa Ibom tongue. We laughed over it, but he told me not to follow that route or else I won’t last in the school.

 

“So why you come dey commot”? I asked too

 

“Guy; me I no fit stay this school for two weeks straight make I no fuck” He said while laughing.

 

“Your case serious ooo” I shouted and we went into laughter

 

“When last you fuck” He asked me

 

“I be virgin since this 200 level ooo” I said to him plainly

 

“You go like fvck” He asked while laughing

 

“Na you I go fvck” I asked him. He went ahead to present his plan and purpose in my life and how we intended to achieve it. The way was not easy but the end result was wonderful. During the early Saturday morning orientation, we were all outside waiting for the General Hall-rep to address us, when we saw a 505 car with siren speed ast us into the hostel. It went to a certain room and I saw the way some luggages were packed into the car and everybody was looking with keen interest.

 

“Wetin happen” I asked Toulalan

 

“If you ask me, who I go ask” He said while laughing. I quickly turned over to another group of friends who were already discussing the matter and asked them the same question

 

“E be like say him jump fence, and they catch am” One of them said

 

“No, they no catch am when him jump fence, na for Hotel they catch am” Another added. I was not just surprised, but I almost wet my shorts. I quickly went back to Toulalan to explain what I just heard.

 

“Them don catch am meaning say him time don expire be that” He said while laughing.

 

“Which kain mumu talk be this na” I queried him.

 

“Any day they catch me for here, just know say my name no be Toulalan” He boasted. It wasn’t long before the general hall-rep came and started his long sermon. It came with series of instructions and warnings but there was one that couldn’t escape my memory

 

“The military men in the bush said we should warn you guys; if anyone is seen jumping the fence and entering the bush, he will be considered a criminal and he would be shot” He shouted. There was commotion amongst the students and especially the jumpers as I called them. The noise lasted for a while before they forced to keep quiet. The fear was real and I knew I had to last in the school to avoid disappointing my dad.

 

“konji go kill you inside this school” Toulalan told me when we got back to the hostel. It was true, all most all the time, I kept having erection. It started affecting my way of thinking and my emotions. I thought of getting another girl, but the process and procedure to find another girl was so tedious in this school and I didn’t even have the chance for such. School activities were going on fine, and I never had the chance of even getting another girl.

 

I continued skipping classes and always found outside the main school compound where I was always hanging out with my new found alcoholic friend Toulalan. The semester was coming to and end, and believe me that in the exams, I wrote practically nothing. I just scrambled through the questions while I kept on praying that we should just go on vacation. Just as the period of vacation was announced, I already made plans with Toulalan on what we needed to do once we were outside school.

 

Few days later, we were chilling in a very big hotel in Port Harcourt city. We would be lodging there for 2 days before I start heading home. We bought lots of drinks in our room and we started drinking so bad.

 

“When last you fvck”? Toulalan asked me with his funny accent

 

“I swear, I no even remember” I said while laughing, and I was already a little bit tipsy

 

“You fit fvck ashawo” He asked me

 

“God forbid” I shouted back “Abeg no try am oo” I responded sadly

 

“Every girl wey you meet wey don fvck more than one guy, na Ashawo she be” Toulalan said “So na him make I no dey even waste time dey chyke girl” He concluded. It was a statement that struck me, and I thought deep over it. We entered a mild argument, and he ended up convincing me about his original theory

 

“Na true ooo” I shouted..

 

“Yes … Once she don sleep with more than one boy, she don turn ashawo be that” He re-affirmed. I was just laughing all through, maybe because I was already tipsy and was losing my sense of comportment.

 

“I no go bring Ashawo sha, I go carry some of my babes wey I get for here. We go share am one one” He said while picking up his phone and making some phone calls. Few hours later, we had some un-believable guests in our rooms. These girls were looking like people who could make even reverend fathers to commit the sin of fornication. They entered the room, and I served them drinks while they sat down to drink and enjoy. After a while, we decided to go to a nearby bar to drink and dance proper. I managed to strike up a conversation and we got along. Later at night, we went back to our various rooms.

 

It wasn’t so long that I started hearing shouts and cries from Toulalan’s room and I knew that all was not well. I was still lying down and resting when the girl stood and started dragging me

 

“Don’t you have a dick” She said with laughter “Or we won’t fvck”? She asked. I was surprised at the free invitation being given to me, but I wasn’t just in the mood or have the strength to even fvck.

 

“I don’t have strength joor” I said to her abruptly

 

“Me I have strength” She responded so fast. She didn’t even finish with the sentence before swooping on my trouser and pulling it down. I wanted to oppose but my body was so weak that I just laid down there and was watching. She brought out my diick and started sucking it like it had some honey content in it. I forced myself not to feel it, but few minutes later, it was standing as hard as the Nigerian flag. It didn’t take much time before she jumped on it like a bike man on a bike and started riding it down to her destination.

 

I was hearing the shout of the other girl in the room and in my own room, it was vice versa. I kept moaning and shouting because she was using me for rehearsals. At a point in time, I felt my dicck would cut from my body. At some point she was as fast as a plane and in some instances she was a slow as a snail. Something was different this time around, I started feeling something unusual. The excitement and the sweetness of this sex were unbelievable. I became energized and was forced to stand up. She positioned herself in a dog way and asked me to kill her with sex. It was funny that I almost laughed but I held it down and went down to work.

 

I kept moaning and shouting mildly but she kept on firing like a soldier in the war front. She didn’t even listen to any of my pleas. When she felt I was getting tired, she would switch to a position that allowed her to be in control.

 

“I want to go and piss” I said to her while I tried standing and was sweating real bad

 

“If you feel like you want to piss, you can go ahead and piss inside of me” She said to me while holding my waist so tight and trapped inside between her legs

 

“I want to piss ooo…” I kept shouting and was almost crying

 

“Piss inside baby” She shouted as she held my waist and was forcing it inside up and down. I was already crying and shouting at the top of my voice and few minutes later, I felt something rushing and pumping off my penis.

 

“Oh My savior” “Oh Lawd” I shouted while it was as if I was speaking in tongues. She held me tightly between her legs while I was jerking like someone suffering from epilepsy. After a while, I finally gained consciousness and I was as calm as a dove. She hugged me to her chest while I was still inside of her and started kissing my forehead.

 

“You can now come out” She said to me. When I pulled out, I saw that the condom was filled with plenty white substances and I didn’t know the reason for that. But few years back in our biology class I knew they talked about spermatozoa. I kept calm and was too shy to even say a word. She helped me bring out the condom and cleaned me up before bombarding me with series of questions

 

“Your body is hot” Are you okay? I didn’t know the reply to give to her, so I kept quiet

 

“This is your first time to release”? She asked again.

 

“Stop asking me na” I replied harshly. She laughed over it and hugged me so tight and we went to the bathroom to have our shower. After bathing, we heard a knock on the door and it was Toulalan and the girl that was shouting in his room

 

“You no tell me say your friend na virgin” She said to Toulalan. I was not just embarrassed but was very ashamed.

 

“How much be your money” Toulalan asked her

 

“Just pay me anything you like” She replied.

 

“Pay you” I shouted

 

“You think say fvck na free” She said while laughing

 

“Oh Jesus God” I shouted “Are you not his Gf” I asked with anger

“And so… Is that why he won’t pay me for fvck” She responded “I no be Ashawo, but if you give me better money as a fine boy wey you be, I go fvck you bellefull” She said.

“Oh Gawd” I shouted while falling down on my bed. I wanted to complain, but the ecstasy of the show tonight couldn’t leave my memory.

 

“They can stay till the next day” I told Toulalan

 

“That’s my man” He shouted and he gave me a chop knuckle and took his own girl out again to his room.

 

“Can we do it again” I asked with a smile

 

“Yes we can” She responded. It was a night of possibilities. You do something and feel that are weak and that you need to recover, few minutes later, you are back on track again. That was the pattern we took all night. As at 9:00am the next morning, I was still sleeping and rolling round the bed while she and her friend were gone. I was woken by the flog toulalan gave to me

 

“Stand up Jare Ashawo” Toulalan shouted. I heard the voice clearly and managed to crawl together and tried standing up

 

“Hope say she never wound you” He asked me while laughing. We discussed about my adventure last night, it was funny at some point and emotional at another point.

 

“So na Ashawo disvirgin you” Toulalan asked while laughing so hard

 

“She no be Ashawo, I later ask am” I responded back “She be student for Rivers state university” I said

 

“Shut up jare… all of them na Ashawo” He said with laughter. I laughed over it and saw a white paper on the table and I went closer for inspection. It had something written over it

“Here is my number; if you come out of school again, I would love to see you” I read it aloud to Toulalan and quickly hid the number before it gets into the wrong hand (Toulalan).

 

“You don get personal Ashawo oo” Toulalan taunted

 

“I don hear:” I responded back.

 

The next day, I was on the next flight to Enugu back home…

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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