I wasn't a gay but I loved him with all my heart and he loved me back. We shared intimate times and he was the safest repository I have ever trusted.
We were young then, but we didn't need anyone to remind us of religion and some rummy hodgepodge. We were much aware of ourselves and our developing love mixed with romance. He was the closest thing that ever happened to me, in our alma mater,stories were told of us being the twins that came from different families. Mention my name and he responds. Wherever you find him, it is most likely that am there or around.
We were in secondary school and in our final year. My partner and I, as usual, would be the last to wake up and instruct form one boys to fetch us buckets of water for bathing. We never had soaps and would go to the johns to beg for soap. On lucky days we got to use those of friends that were close to us like Akanch and Agyekum, but some days, we had to suffer the disconcertion that came from other colleagues.
Some days we found confidentiality in the bathroom to measure the size of our dicks and make some few touches. We laughed at our infantile affairs, we teased our amateurish gayness with a certain level of hope that someday we shall perfect the art. We couldn't blame each other and gave ourselves reasons to err. We took succor in the fact that our school was an all boys one and so we had to help each other satisfy his sexual hunger.
We were also in the same science D class. One afternoon, when the sun was at its zenith and ennui had set in, we couldn't help ourselves from sleeping. It was time for core maths and the teacher was more boring than the beans and rice we had taken for lunch. My friend was sitting in the desk right infront of mine, so communication in class was much easier between us. I gave him a jounce on his shoulder and he quickly veered his head in my direction. "Chale make we commot eeeh, I dey feel bed oo', I said and it appeared he had been waiting for this call for long, so he reaponded "Me sef, I no know what this man dey teach koraaa, make we go, Derick go fill us in". Stupid boy, he never said never to bad deeds.
So I parked my books under my desk and prompted Derick, my sitting partner and the most brilliant in our class or the whole school,to bring them to me in the dormitory when they were done with their schooling. It was apparent that education was not a thing for me and my friend, and we always took delectation in anything that didn't employ our noesis.
We went straight to the assistant house prefect's class for the keys to the dormitory. Though he resisted, we eventually cajoled him to make a voluntary give and advised us not to leave the door ajar, we should be quiet and closed in there, and that he would give us preconcerted signals by hooting should they sought entry after school. To these we responded yes sir massa. Michael Tagoe was an austere prefect, we knew, but he softens when you make him feel important as a house prefect.
In the shut dormitory, where our privacy was fully assured, we didn't waste time in stealing some provisions from the innocent form one boys chopboxes. We treated ourselves to some drinks and biscuits, and gathered a beautiful booty, of which included some sardines, milk, biscuits, nido etc. After satisfying our stomach, we felt the need to feed our lust.
My friend lay in one bed and another next to him was occupied by me. We were both enjoying the tranquility of the atmosphere, listening to the sporadic twitting of birds unseen,relishing the airy nature of the dorm and we threw periodic glances at each other. Uncertain of who to start, we both made a quick laugh of our timidity. Then I finally mastered courage to join him on his bed.
We made funny comments about the last time we tried it,the childish propensities displayed and promised ourselves that we were going to do it better than the previous. I slapped the cheeks of his butts so hard that zest him to slap me back, which resulted in some doggish play of a sort. We rested ourselves side by side on the bed, still looking deep into each other's eyes, I could name a spirit of true love in there and never to be let down by those eyes. You see, he was the beginning of all that I have come to know about love. Though we both had girlfriends in the same girls school, we savored our intimacy more than with our female friends.
We finally brought our heads closer enough such that our tongues would inter lock. We kissed lightly and briefly, and then relaxed for a while to ascertain from our faces whether we were loving it. And then continued kissing, making some touches of our butts and finally our penises. His was short but huge while mine was long and fatty.
It was getting profound and the air in the room seemed to have vanished all of a sudden, at this moment, we were not sure of our feelings, it seemed to me as it did to him, that we stopped. But we were so hard already and needed to vomit that whitish fluid and be free.
He had a big butt, and he was ready to swallow my dick in those. He pulled down my pants and I reared the straight and nodding cock, sweating yet confused whether I wanted to thrust those naked butts of a fellow man or not. He was also perplexed about his feelings but we loved each other so much that we were ready to do it for the other and not necessarily for ourselves. So just about the first penetration, I paused to ask my friend if he needed this. He also asked me if I wanted it and we both shouted a big NO to ourselves.
Surprisingly,we wept bitterly that afternoon, we cried as if we had both lost our parents. We regretted our actions and teared over the fact that we couldn't control our lust. We both felt deficient of our self esteem and avoided each other's eyes. In the guilty silence, I could hear the devil's laughter over our lecherousness.
The next day was a Saturday, I travelled back home and went straight to the parish priest to make a voluntary confession of all that happened. We prayed and he told me to go and sin no more. But till now, we both have been fighting our hangdog conscience anytime the subject of gayness is raised. I abhor it, it disgusts me and I have strongly condemned gays in our society, but now law demands that we respected them in our midst and so I have no choice.
But I am glad I have bought my freedom with this piece.
Note: Don't be too quick to judge me please.
