Judging by Jeremy's expression and words, O'Connell thought that it was certain he was what the boy really wanted.
O'Connell's heart was beating really fast as his moans suppressed Jeremy's, and Jeremy swallowed them, all of them.
That O'Connell's heart wanted to burst from lack of breath and excitement.
O'Connell knew gay sex wasn't an easy thing that could happen between two boys. Especially in Nigeria. But what was happening at that moment, felt so right to him. Plus it was something words couldn't describe.
Jeremy kept on stroking O'Connell's dick, as his own dick moved in and out of O'Connell's butthole, with ease.
And O'Connell clung harder unto Jeremy's back, because his climax was building up and transporting it's way to every of his insides, as Jeremy increased his thrusts.
Jeremy then took off O'Connell's hands from his waist, because he was finding it difficult to stroke the boy's dick, just like he had seen in gay porn videos. He
After that day, the bond between them grew very strong, that they didn't even hide their display of affection for each other anymore.This was shocking to their classmates, because they were always together. Something which stirred up jealousy and hatred everywhere. Plus there were gossips that the two were gay.Jeremy carried on sneaking into O'Connell's room, through his window at night, so they could have sex. Until he was caught by O'Connell's grandpa one night.Mr Adesina Ayodeji was driving home that night, and had seen the boy sneaking into his grand son's room through the window.He knew they were just boys, and it was normal for another boy to go to his friend's house to play video games. Not sneak in through the window.Plus he was hearing rumors of his grandson being gay.Mr Adesina Ayodeji had called the police, and they had barged into O'Connell's room, just to see O'Connell untop of Jeremy. Both naked and swea
O'Connell, due to the heartache he was still carrying, decided to follow his paternal grandmother to London for a few months. His paternal grandma Estella, who still had the body of a young lady, despite being fifty-nine, was a retired model, who owned a modelling agency in London. The woman resided both in London and in Nigeria. So the time she announced that she wanted to leave for London in a few weeks, O'Connell told her he wanted to tag along with her.Meanwhile, Marguerite, O'Connell's mom, didn't go well with the idea, because she was nursing an infant, was busy with work at the hospital, and had two other kids to take care of. Thankfully, Raymond, O'Connell's dad was around. So he told his wife not to worry, that he would hire someone, for the time O'Connell was away. Because he knew that O'Connell needed a breath of fresh air. Though he was still disappointed, but was fully aware that his first child was still very heartbroken.After the talks and all, O
The short one even brought out a guitar, played few strings and sang a little. Something which had made all attention focused on them. The boys were so care free and full of life. Something which had made O'Connell stare at them more than he had intended to.It felt like their presence brought this aura that lightened up everywhere. Everyone had smiles on their faces. Teenage girls were gigging, with their blushes crepting up to their necks, making them completely red.O'Connell shook his head and smiled a little.He felt quite lonely, though. Everyone seem to be with someone. From kids with their parents, teenage girls together, young and old couples. It was just him alone on his table. He blew out a big puff of breath, suddenly missing the company of Jeremy. He so much wished Jeremy was there with him, so he could feel less lonely.O'Connell looked away from them, when his order arrived, and he began eating his breakfast of egg, sausage rolls, tea a
A tiny smile titled at the corners of the boy's mouth, when his eyes did a once over on O'Connell. Something which made O'Connell feel hot in the inside. He quickly stared at his feet, so the boy couldn't see that just a look from him, was affecting him. And O'Connell knew he would have labeled someone else a pervert, if he had looked at him, the way this white boy had looked at him.But he couldn't. Infact he was even enjoying the boy's company. Even though the boy had suddenly turned a mute."Dude, is there any problem?" O'Connell inquired after letting his confidence take charge. He raised his head to look at the boy, then tucked his hands in his pants pockets. Watching the boy with caution. While the boy still had his fingers wrapped around the umbrella.Somehow, the boy looked like the protective bodyguard. O'Connell body guard, and O'Connell could see the girl who had been trying to flirt with the boy earlier on, shooting him daggers with her e
The boy's eyes had remained glued to O'Connell's, because he was struck by O'Connell's good looks. He thought O'Connell looked young, maybe around fifteen or younger, but was so mature in his doings. Acted like an adult. But that wasn't what had caught his eyes, it was how innocent O'Connell had looked. And then, he knew he needed to do more than look. He needed to speak with boy. To get to know him. But had no idea on how to approach him. For the first time in years, he was quite scared of approaching a boy.And it had seem like O'Connell too was quite interested in him, because he kept on looking at him, even when the girls came to join him and his friend. The one at his side tried flirting with him, but he pushed her hands away. On a norm, he didn't treat girls that way. But he wanted to create a good impression for this light skinned biracial boy. The boy knew O'Connell had been watching his every move.It didn't take long enough, O'Connell stood up and was h
The next day, O'Connell saw Ronan outside the restaurant, as if he was waiting for someone. He was looking really cute in black sweatshirt, black pant trousers, and black boots. Plus he had his guitar in his guitar bag, at his back.He then shoved a lollipop into his mouth, then wore a cap on. Before offering O'Connell a smile with the sweet in his mouth.O'Connell smiled back at him, because Ronan looked really cute and childish at the same time. Then the tattoos that were visible on his arms made everything hot.It was the first time in his fifteen years of age, that O'Connell was admiring a white boy. Although he had been in London for a month, and had been around the whites. But he hadn't been attracted to a white boy before. He preferred the dark skinned guys. According to him, they were more comfortable to be around. He felt safer when he was dating Jeremy.But then, everything had changed when he met Ronan. O'Connell even forgot a
For two weeks, O'Connell didn't see Ronan. Even when he went to Ronan's apartment to check if he was around, it was just his friend O'Connell had seen.He began missing Ronan's presence whenever he went to that particular restaurant, and and Ronan wasn't there. O'Connell began wondering if it was because of what had transpired between them on that night, that Ronan had refused coming to the restaurant.The way Ronan had bade him goodnight and left, had seem somewhat final. That Ronan would stop being his friend, and leave him alone. But He hadn't taken it serious. He thought he was going to see Ronan again the next day.But when he didn't see him the whole of that week, he began wondering if Ronan had made the decision to stop coming around. And when O'Connell didn't see him at the restaurant either, he didn't want to think Ronan had stopped coming there as well. It felt so unusual with him absent on there.But why would Rona
O'Connell snapped his eyes back to Ronan's, just in time to catch his eyes. Eyes that had been on him all those while he had been lost in his thoughts. Ronan had watched him in silence, and he wanted to know what was going on in his mind as well. But he wasn't staring at O'Connell like he wanted to sleep with him. He was looking at O'Connell with care. Like O'Connell was someone who had a special place in his heart.O'Connell saw Ronan's hand moving, and then he placed it untop his.He wondered why Ronan did that. Because Ronan was beginning to make him feel things he didn't want to feel. Things only Jeremy made hum feel. But this time, Ronan's was different, and O'Connell was afraid it was stronger as well.O'Connell gave Ronan a curious look, wordlessly asking him what he was up to. But Ronan chose to remain silent, and then caressed O'Connell's hand. Making him feeling the heat that was radiating from his warm big paw.Ronan did this for sometime
Three months later.It was 10pm in the night, and I was heading home from work, hoping my roommate Bentley had already ordered some take out meal, when a car drove out of nowhere, just to obstruct me from getting to my apartment which was just two blocks away.It was quite odd that someone would do this. Maybe it was Penelope O'Sullivan who had sent someone to come abduct me, so she could torture me to her satisfaction.Or maybe not. Because I decided to cut off from my sexual relationship with Scott. I did it because I was already fed up. We were using ourselves just for pleasure. And maybe I wanted someone to genuinely care for me, and be mine alone.I tucked my hands inside my pocket, as I waited for the person to come out of the car.And right at that moment, someone hopped out of the car.He was as tall as I was, and had a huge trained physique. But I couldn't see his face properly, since it he chose to stand at
Present.On the day of my mom's funeral was when I got to meet with Raymond and my siblings again, after eight good years of not seeing them.I had taken a flight from Ireland to Nigeria, and landed right in Lagos. Then I took a bolt and headed straight to my mother's house.Although it had been a long long while, but I still knew the roads to Raymond's home.Things were more advanced in Lagos, and I knew that I missed being in Lagos, because I grew up and had all of my childhood memories there.My three siblings were looking all grown, and the two older siblings had crashed into me with a bond crushing hug, despite they were still morning Mom. While the youngest just stood back and watched, with a sad facial expression on. He wasn't really familiar with me, because I had left when he was barely a year old.Grandpa and Uncle Tosin were really glad to see me. And it was sad that grandpa was aging really fast. He was now sevent
Age 22Sweat dripped down O'Connell's face, down to his neck and his under arms, as he rapidly bounced the ball thrice and dribbled pass his opponents aggressively.Another opponent from his right made to take the ball, but he quickly did an ankle breaker crossover to his left. Where his teammate was and made to pass the ball to him. But O'Connell decide against it, because he felt the boy damn sluggish and less calculating so he changed his mind and dribbled down the court, with his heart thumping loudly in his chest.When he was quite close to the opponents net, he didn't jump, he just threw the ball and watched as it glided through the net and bounced on the floor.They were ten in Number who had arrived at the basketball court that evening and the coach splited them into two groups and made them play against eachother.The game finally came to an end, and O'Connell's group won the other group.In his group, O'Connell scored 1
After graduating out of National University of Ireland, Galway, O'Connell chose to stay in Galway. He got an apartment of his own, and did minor jobs, because he had it at the back of his mind that he was going to head back to Drogheda, to work and stay there. His father had been more than supportive to him, and O'Connell was really glad he took the bold step, to look for him. Being the heir to his dad's companies, he decided to not stay with his dad and brother, since he wanted to work for himself and earn his own money. He was to inherit most of his dad's possession at 26.O'Connell missed his mother, Raymond and siblings. He hadn't completely cut off all ties with them, but he chose to stay away. He felt since his mom couldn't accept him for who he was, then there was no way he was going to go back to her and her family. Although he felt really sad, because Raymond had treated him like his own father.O'Connell had even developed an Irish accent himself, since he wa
Thomas, that was his name right? O'Connell wondered, as he looked at his kid step brother. Who was purely Irish and not a biracial like him. Plus the boy was really handsome. His blonde hair was skin cut. And he was chubby. Still had that round baby fatness on his cheeks, arms and stomach.The kid as if sensing being watched for the second time, looked at O'Connell and offered him a smile. With chocolate stained all over his chubby round cheeks.Not that O'Connell didn't love his siblings from his mom's side, but he just felt there would be a bond between him and this kid. Well, that would be if he would by accepted by his father.He shoved his fists into his pants pockets, then tucked his tongue inside his cheek to feel the soft silk-like flesh. Trying to make himself feel relaxed a bit.What if his dad denied him, and sent him away. Would he return back to Nigeria to meet his mom? He doubt he would. He even made the decision to look for some job a
How would his family take this? Does he have a wife? Does he have kids? How would they all look at me? What if I get seen as an enemy and gets rejected?That would be if he had a family. O'Connell thought.He closed his eyes, then let out a big puff of breath. Wanting so hard to stop himself from feeling that way.Closing the car door shut at his side, he curled his fingers into fists then clenched them hard. That he could detect slight cracking sounds from them, with his ear.He was beginning to wonder if he made the wrong decision by coming over to meet his dad, who was a total stranger to him.As they made their way into the house, O'Connell was awed by it. It was so high and wide with beautiful deco and modern expensive looking furnitures. The house spoke of wealth. There were big beefy body guards, surrounding the house. Plus the security guards were up to five.O'Connell began wondering if his dad was someone drug Lord or mafia. And th
After searching for his dad, for a week, O'Connell finally found someone who claimed he knew where O'Connell's dad was.O'Connell began wondering how his father would act, after seeing him. He had only seen a picture of his father, when the man was eighteen or so. And the color of the picture was black and white. The man's name was Adolphus.O'Connell's mother had lied she had a one night stand, with some stranger in Ireland, when she went visiting , and had no idea she was pregnant until she came back to Nigeria.The man horned and it interrupted O'Connell from his mind traveling down that memory lane. It seemed like he had zoned out throughout the drive on the streets. Because he was currently in the man's car, and they were heading to his dad's place.And at that moment, they were right in front of a huge black gate."Is this where my dad lives?" O'Connell asked, turning to look at the man.And the man replied him with just a firm nod.
So O'Connell, after finally getting his biological father's picture and name from his mom's safe, he started off his journey to go in search of his father. With the help of his Grandma Estella, who help flew him out of Nigeria to Drogheda, Ireland.The place seem cool, and people barely paid attention to him. Because he was like them too. His hair, his skin color. And he felt a tad better and didn't feel out of place anymore.It was hard to find his father, because he was all alone in somewhere he had never been before. He just had the name and photo of his dad. And it was really hard for him. Being sixteen and all alone in Ireland with just his backpack, and important items inside the backpack.He had blocked Raymond and his mom's numbers from calling him. Having decided that it was high time he start making decisions for himself.
"Do you want to go back to London? Your grandma Estella would agree to that, if I talk to her." Raymond suggested after a long pause of thinking. And O'Connell was forced to let his thoughts travel back to London.***He found himself watching the boys, and felt his face forming into a slight scowl when the teenage girls left their table to go meet the boys, and flirt with them openly. He couldn't help staring, as the three girls sat down with these boys, smiling widely. With a waitress hovering around their table, taking their orders.One of the girls, flipped her long black hair over her shoulder, as she talked to the one with black hair in a pony tail, and lip piercing. Her eyes lit up, as she carried on staring at him with admiration. Not even feeling ashamed that she was making a fool of her self, which made her seem cheap.O'Connell thought about how life was, in Nigeria. Of course it was fun. He cou