This is Blue Fox’s kito story. Read and relate.


Have you heard of all those brothers that set their brothers up? Well, I met the best of them.

It all started on the sweet morning when this straight-acting and thuggishly-looking top (did I mention I like bad boys), who happened to be my classmate in secondary school hit up a chat with me on Facebook; complementing and telling me how fine I had become, (it was at that time that I was becoming aware of how cute I was and the effect I have on tops). So great was his charm that I was swept off my feet by it. Now when he started telling me of all the things he’d do to me in bed, you can imagine how my hormones were raging. lol.

After a few days of teasing, we made arrangements to hook up in a guest house. On the D-day, we arrived there, and the door was barely shut behind us, before he started kissing me. And he was very good at it. My insides quite literally melted as he stroked my mouth and tongue with his. We kissed for a while, and then he let me pull down his jeans and boxers, and actually begin to give him a BJ. And I can bet my entire career on the fact that he liked it; you should have seen the way he kept grabbing my head just so he could shove it all in. And then, he asked me to turn so he could view my ass and BAM! It all shifted, he pulled up his jeans and out came the weapon. A gun! I was shocked, horrified, and the terror I felt iced my veins, which had been boiling hot with desire moments ago.

Long story short, my wallet, and what little change I had was taken, and I had to trek home. It did not end there, well, because he knew my family, he threatened to expose me and by the time I had woken up from my slumber and decided to fight back, I had coughed up about 30 thousand. His blackmail was quite costly.

Now you have no idea how much hate I have for him. I have run into him a couple of times in the days following my ordeal in his hands, and I act all cordial and distant with him. But I believe this is one of those cases where “…forgive, so you may be forgiven…” will definitely not apply.

He has even called me a couple of times, asking me to forgive him, and telling me that he wants to meet up and do things right. But that’s not gonna happen. Even if I do decide to meet him now, it would be on an equal footing; had to take out insurance to make sure something like this would never happen to me with him again. So if he tries this ever again, he’ll be in for a rude shock.

That’s my kito story. Thanks to Pink Panther for giving me the fortitude to tell it.

Written by Blue Fox

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