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Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 2:10pm On Aug 21, 2016
I will be starting a write-up, based on a true life story. It is not fictitious or aimed at generating traffic, because I don’t have any blog. Therefore it all begins on this thread and ends on this thread! I am only using this as a means to express my writing skills and also to express something which is true. Keep the likes and the comments coming; it helps to keep the ink flowing… Aright!!

HERE WE GO!!!!
Just at the embassy, I was told to present a doctor’s report about his health status. Thinking I could just go and manipulate a test result anywhere, I smiled and was about leaving when I heard the voice of the consular saying thus “remember we have lists of recognized hospitals and doctors we trust so much. It is a shame you didn’t ask me”. I was shocked and managed to ask the consular if it made any difference? “Yes it makes!!” replied the consular. “Nigerians are quite a funny people; you should know what I mean. See you 10a.m next week Tuesday”. I started wondering how this could be done. My heartbeat increased in rapid succession. If anything made me wana pee on my pants, it is the fear of going for an H.I.V test. Just then I managed to get home into the hands of my happy dad. “How did it go?” “Where you granted the Visa?” questions upon questions kept coming. I managed to calm him down, and explained that it was remaining my doctor’s report before I could be granted visa to go for my schooling abroad. “Thank God all is done” said my father all beaming with a deep hearted smile. I found my way to my room, and lay on my bed, confused like someone who misplaced a salary cheque. Questions upon questions kept flooding my head. What if I come out positive, I asked myself. But I was always doing Medical tests in school before every semester exam my inner voice queried: just shut your trap!! Another voice objected, everyone knows how flawed the medical system of his university is. You take a test today and get the result tomorrow! Who does that??
I was as confused as voter who has to choose between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, who will make a better president. Just then, everywhere went blank!!!

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 2:13pm On Aug 21, 2016
Grow up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will never depart from it (prov 22:6)

Early days of December 1992, a historical child was given birth to. I was given a name that was reserved for people who the pastors saw something of great potentials in. I later discovered that my parents were Top notch Christians, worshipping with a Bible believing church that is being regarded as ‘STRICT” when it comes to its members associating themselves with the “World”
You rather not have a fridge or a television in the house, because it will surely leady you to hell fire, so they said. Every morning before we prepare for school, we were compelled as children to either help in the morning devotion prayers or lead the hymn session or close the prayer. Any of them, it will surely not escape you, so just be prepared. We were barred from going outside our compound, which is just a 2 storey building, inhabited by my father’s colleagues in his workplace. It was a government owned apartment so it was highly reserved and taken care of so well. Few months later, the government sold the building to private realtors therefore the increase in rent made papa Jamie pack out of the building and relocated to lagos. He explained he needed to hustle big time so as to take care of his dwindling fortunes that resulted from non-payments of salaries from the government of the state. It was an emotional farewell and we all cried about it. Few weeks later, things became hard for us too so Mama had to start up a little business very close to daddy’s school so as to compliment daddy’s salary. Due to lack of time to take care of us, I heard mummy telling daddy that we needed to get a Maid!

“A maid??” daddy fumed. The values and morals of our children will be at risk! Explained daddy but mummy held her ground. Few weeks later, we welcomed Aunty Jecinta to our house and she became our maid. She didn’t last long because she always fell-out with mummy and she couldn’t take it again, so she decided to leave. Not quite long after Aunty Jecinta left, we welcomed Aunty Uche to our house as our maid again. Aunty Uche was always dressing as a church girl, as if she attends our church. Days ran into weeks, and weeks ran into months, Daddy started travelling because of his Job, and Mummy was coming back quite late most times because of her sales. I am my 2 sisters were left with aunty Uche. I was 7, Steph was 5 and Mary was 9. Most times, I was alone with aunty Uche because Mary and steph were playing with their dolls in the Sitting room. “Do you know you are handsome?” aunty Uche asked me… “Hmmm” “are you serious aunty?” I replied. “So much”, aunty Uche answered back. “You are my little baby” she told me, before making her mouth touch my own mouth. Whatever that means, I don’t know but if feels good, it tastes good, it seems good, it is good!! I said to myself. Aunty, “do me another one naaa…” I requested.. Then she made her mouth touch my own mouth again. “Wow!!” I replied. “Make sure you don’t tell mummy ooo..” she said. “I won’t” I replied her. Then she made her mouth touch my own mouth continuously again till we heard footsteps approaching. She quickly kept me on the floor and appeared busy while I acted as if I was looking for my “:Pankare Ball” Mummy is back was what I heard next and I quickly left the room and rushed to the “palour” in excitement.

I started staying together more often with aunty Uche… not really for anything in particular, or wait…. Is it because of the way she makes her mouth touch my own mouth? Maybe oooo….
This evening, we experienced power failure as usual, then I rushed to Aunty Uche’s room and asked her to “DO” me another thing that will be sweet to me na. With a type of smile she always put up, she told me that I allow her to carry me. “No problems Aunty” I hurriedly obliged.

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 2:14pm On Aug 21, 2016
next Update coming embarassed

Donpoker9
Maxi112
Emperorlee
Lordscent
Sexytemi
Desnat

cheesy cheesy
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by waleyp(m): 2:40pm On Aug 21, 2016
Cool
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by EmperorLee(m): 2:42pm On Aug 21, 2016
BiafraBushBoy:
next Update coming embarassed

Donpok..er9
Max..i112
Empero..rlee
Lordsce.
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Sexyte..mi
D..esnat

cheesy cheesy


EMPEROR reporting for Duty.

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by LordScent(m): 3:40pm On Aug 21, 2016
BiafraBushBoy:
next Update coming embarassed

Donpoker9
Maxi112
Emperorlee
Lordscent
Sexytemi
Desnat

cheesy cheesy




Abeg emperor summarize this sh1t for me.....


never knew biafra sabii epistle pass me sef grin grin

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by EmperorLee(m): 4:12pm On Aug 21, 2016
LordScent:




Abeg emperor summarize this sh1t for me.....


never knew biafra sabii epistle pass me sef grin grin



Lol lazy man.

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Donpoker9(m): 5:18pm On Aug 21, 2016
wow!!

cont bro, gat ur back..

watch ur tenses
nice story!

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Nobody: 5:46pm On Aug 21, 2016
kudos boss...keep it coming.

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by bibijay123(f): 6:56pm On Aug 21, 2016
Following bt pls try to paragraph the write up

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 7:07pm On Aug 21, 2016
bibijay123:
Following bt pls try to paragraph the write up

Aiight dear... my first, so I will try my best..

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 7:07pm On Aug 21, 2016
Donpoker9:
wow!!

cont bro, gat ur back..

watch ur tenses
nice story!
Lol... English hard ooo...
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by bibijay123(f): 7:09pm On Aug 21, 2016
BiafraBushBoy:


Aiight dear... my first, so I will try my best..


OK awaiting more updates.... Ride on!

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 7:11pm On Aug 21, 2016
bibijay123:



OK awaiting more updates.... Ride on!

lemme start the editing tonight... hopefully it makes more sense... Since I am trying to recall something in the past...

By tomorrow, I will update...

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Donpoker9(m): 8:18pm On Aug 21, 2016
BiafraBushBoy:

Lol... English hard ooo...




Lol
welldone bro!
jisike!

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Sexytemi(f): 9:36pm On Aug 21, 2016
Following....
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by OluwabuqqyYOLO(m): 6:50am On Aug 22, 2016
Following. Let's see what you're good at.
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Kelechi2020(m): 8:16am On Aug 22, 2016
HMMMMMMMM

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 10:30am On Aug 22, 2016
Aunty carried me and then all of a sudden, I felt my “thing” standing as hard as the ground. Aunty then smiled so hard and asked me “do you know you are now a big boy?” I asked her “What kind of big boy?” she told me that once your “thing" starts standing, and a girl is touching it, you have become a big boy. I quickly told her to help me touch it as much as possible so that I can become the biggest boy in my class. With a smile on her face, I saw how she rough handled my immature and fragile “thing”. She asked me to put my hand into her polo and touch her breast. I asked her what was breast, she didn’t say and I noticed her eyes were closed while she was still rubbing my “thing”. The huge thing I touched when I inserted my hand inside her cloths made me withdraw my hands almost immediately. She hurriedly forced my hands into the polo and used my hand to handle the so called “breast”. What more can I say than enjoy the ecstasy with the hope of becoming the biggest boy in my class. All these filled my mind, till the noise in the parlor disrupted the show and that was all for the night. I ran back to follow my mummy to her room while daddy was sharing sweet for my sisters in the parlor.

Six months later, I had become a little bit matured, probably about 8 or 9 years if I can recall, I still continued in the show fervently with Aunty. This period, I now act like a matured boy. I only bath in the bathroom and nobody is allowed to see my bumbum again. But while I was bathing, I discovered that once water touches my “thing”, it starts hurting and paining me. I endure the pain in the bathroom and when I come out, I am very careful not to allow daddy or mummy to know what is wrong because they will start asking me what happened to me. All the same, I was happy and grateful to aunty for making me a big boy. Then few days later, we had a new compound mate. They were going to be occupying the first floor. We stay in the ground floor and my Dad’s colleague was staying in the last floor, so they stayed in the middle.

Despite all these, my academics never suffered. I topped all my classes consecutively. I guess it was because aunty was combining the sweet thing and the book together. She always told me that if I do my assignments on time, and pass my test, she will make me happy (whatever that means) anytime I want it. Every classwork or assignment, I only had one thing in mind and that is to pass my work well so that I can show aunty at home; and believe me, she always kept her promises.

It was now time for night devotion, mummy taught us how to avoid every type of SIN so that we can be Jesus children. She also told us that if a Girl/Boy comes close to you to touch you, we should always run away from them. After mummy prayed and we went back to our room, I asked aunty Uche if we can stop because I want to be a child of Jesus but she told me that mummy was referring to small girls of my age and not big people like her. I believed because she has always been right.

While I slept, I always feeling something SWEET around my thing, but I was just too tired to wake up. Then during the middle of the night, while Mary and Steph were still asleep, I was forced to wake up. She went ahead to teach me how to get something she called a girlfriend but I was already too sleepy to understand; but the fantasy of being the biggest boy in class managed to keep me awake.


To Be Continued... embarassed cry

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Donpoker9(m): 11:03am On Aug 22, 2016
too short

oga come cont abeg
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by rosalieene(f): 11:35am On Aug 22, 2016
nice one... kwontinue

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by rosalieene(f): 11:36am On Aug 22, 2016
nice one... kwontinue
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 12:34pm On Aug 22, 2016
I was in primary 5 by this time and was becoming matured daily but something got me marveled so I rushed to Aunty for explanation. “Why is it that my Thing is always hard whenever I see Debby in my class and anytime she looks at me” I asked aunty Uche; “maybe it is because Debby likes you and wants you to touch her wee wee” aunty replied me. Wow, the fantasy of going under Debby's skirt filled my mind. Anytime I saw Debby, all I ever imagined was what was under that skirt of hers.

Most times in class, I frequently bent under my seat to know if Debby was opening her legs so that I could peep and see her pant which would be a great achievement for me; but all to no avail. Then suddenly, I realized that anytime I looked at Debby, she was already looking at me. I always removed my eyes immediately from her side.But one day, I bent almost as usual to peep under Debby's skirt, I found out that her legs were wide open already. WOW!! I shouted almost loud and raised my head immediately while I was still thinking about the kind of luck I had today. Then I decided to have a clean peep; this time around, I cleaned my eyes and looked around to make sure I had a clear sight, then I took the look. Just like magic, Debby's legs were opened wider this time around. I didn't hesitate to stand up, I made sure I remained there till the teacher's cane lightly made me stand. "What are you peeping under?" the teacher asked me, "emm emm" I stammered till i was asked to go stand in front of the class and help solve the classwork on the board. I did it quite well to my teacher's amazement. "wow! you all should copy him and be as brilliant as he is" my teacher told the class. "Clap for him!" said my teacher. While they were still clapping, my gaze was still on Debby, who was still staring back at me as I made my way to my plastic desk.

While going home, Debby touched my back and ran to her father who was waiting to pick her at the gate. I stayed back at school with Steph, waiting for our driver who was never going to come on time. Who cares, I was already use to his late coming. That night was one of the most sweetness night ever.

That night was one of the most sweetest night ever. Between the legs of Aunty Uche, I told her every detail of what happened in school. She cheered me up at some point and at a time, told me that she is becoming jealous. "Why?" I asked her. " Don't you know that your thing is meant only for me?" she replied me gently. "But I also like Debby, and I want to touch her wee wee" I told Aunty Uche. She told me the possible ways that can be possible and then I started looking for a way to allow me touch Debby’s wee wee.

After school we always stay back at school to allow our parents come pick us. Today being Wednesday, we waited for daddy’s driver to come and pick us, but we didn’t see him. We were few children in the school compound and guess what, Debby was also with us!! One other boy called Emeka who was way bigger than I but respected me, maybe because he heard I came into their school from another school in the United Kingdom (Story for another day). Steph my sister was playing with her classmates while I and Emeka with Debby in my class were chasing ourselves like police and thief. Suddenly, Debby tripped and fell and stained herself with a lot of dirt. Emeka brought up the idea of using the shower in our class. But we had a little problem as to which gender will bath first; because, everybody wanted to bath too. Due to our inconclusive argument, we decided to go in all together.

Debby actually was quite older than we were, her breasts were developed already. And when she pulled, I saw black things which looked like hairs around her waist region. “What is that”? I asked Debby while she smiled at me. She asked Emeka to go outside and use the other shower since our own bathroom is already "crowded". I asked Debby if I could see what the black thing was, without even finishing my statement, she brought my hands closer and lo they were hairs. “Not only here oo, even under, small are still coming out” said Debby staring at my trouser. “Remove your own na” she reminded me. She was actually surprised at what she saw. “Can I touch your thing?” she asked me and happily I said yes. She quickly grabbed hold of my pee pee and directed my hands towards hers. While still feeling something different than what I have always felt before, I heard Steph shouting my name. I quickly disengaged our Touching Touching and I quickly wore my short half haggardly while I made for our car with our driver. Meanwhile our teachers were inside the parlor of the school, watching a home video while the Gateman attended to visitors. Who Cares By The Way??

Our driver kept asking me why I was wet, but I explained to him how someone poured water on my cloths and ran away. I believe he bought the story because he was simply being apologetic and even stopped along the road to buy us Meat-pie and Ice-cream. I was having a flashback of what happened in the bathroom, while I munched my snack in happiness and the anticipation of getting home and explaining what happened today to aunty Uche!!

To be continued.... sad

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 12:40pm On Aug 22, 2016
lalasticlala, this is my first Job, and I need corrections and comments... So don,t forget me smiley
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Vicoch(m): 12:56pm On Aug 22, 2016
oya let's go there........è
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Kelechi2020(m): 2:19pm On Aug 22, 2016
This Aunty Uche ehhhhhhhh..... Ogam you Ave spoil ohhh...

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 2:31pm On Aug 22, 2016
Kelechi2020:
This Aunty Uche ehhhhhhhh..... Ogam you Ave spoil ohhh...

cheesy cheesy
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 2:32pm On Aug 22, 2016
Vicoch:
oya let's go there........è

When I drop the next one, I go mention you cheesy
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by naniawini(f): 6:05am On Aug 23, 2016
Biafrabushboy no be 2day u start oooo grin grin i
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by BiafraBushBoy(m): 9:18am On Aug 23, 2016
To all ye silent readers, After two more posts, I will just stop... sad

So let me just post it today and stop angry
Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Horlorlardaey: 9:24am On Aug 23, 2016
Hmmnn
Lemme reserve my comments
DAT Aunty Need prayers

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Re: Memo Of A Male Sex Addict by Horlorlardaey: 9:25am On Aug 23, 2016
To all ye silent readers, After two more posts, I will just stop... sad

So let me just post it today and stop

Continue where you stopped nah

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