THE COMPETITION (Part 2)

THE COMPETITION (Part 2)

Previously on THE COMPETITION

*

That evening, I followed Chief Okpo back to his place.

Chief Okpo was a man of fixed routine. And nearly a decade later, he was still faithful to his routine. I knew he retired to bed around 11 pm to midnight, and bearing that in mind, I began to lay my trap.

The guest bathroom was on the opposite side of the corridor from his bedroom. So, when it was around 11 pm, I went to the bathroom, stripped off my clothes and began to shower with the door wide open. Chief Okpo however took an unusually long time with the nightly news, and I was starting to feel extra clean from the constantly running shower when I heard the TV get turned off and soon after, movement in the corridor.

With my heart starting a faster beat, I turned with a towel, acting like I was drying myself off, in time to flash him a full view of my moderately large penis as he walked down the corridor to his room.

The stupefaction on his face was a thing to behold.

“Why aren’t you using the bathroom in your room?” he choked out, struggling to keep his eyes on my face instead of down south.

“The water was running cold, sir,” I said, giving him my best cute expression.

“I’m sorry about that. I’ll get the plumber to fix it tomorrow,” he muttered.

“Okay sir,” I said with a smile.

I returned to my room, walking away from him stark naked.

In the room, I left my door ajar, put on the AC and laid face down on the bed, still naked, my derriere up in the air. It was a chilly night but my ambition was hot. I began counting down the minutes.

As second after second ticked by, my confidence began to waver. Had I done a free exhibition? Why wasn’t my plan working?

And just when I began to doubt the power of my nudity, I heard light footsteps in the corridor just outside my room. It sounded like Chief Okpo was out there, contemplating whether to come in or not.

Not willing to give him the chance to wimp out, I called out, “Sir, is that you?”

“Yes,” he replied. “I wanted to check if you needed anything.”

I pretended not to hear and asked again if it was him. So, he opened the door.

And I was sure the first sight to confront him was the vision of my ass stuck out invitingly.

This time however, it seemed like he was expecting it, because his face registered no shock.

“I said I wanted to check if you were okay,” he said.

“Except for the slight pain in my back, nothing else is wrong,” I said.

He chuckled, clearly not believing me but not refusing the invitation. He approached the bed and descended on my naked body. He was not obese in any sense, but age had made him heavier than usual. He placed his very soft hands on my back and began to massage me. Then he let his hands roam to my ass, and I could feel his thumb poking my anus.

He massaged the ass for a few minutes, then said in a low tone, “You know I’m old enough to be your father, right?”

“So?” I said.

“This is not right,” he said.

“What is?” I countered again.

Then I rolled over, freeing my hands to run all over his body. He began to breathe heavily, and I took the chance to further things along. I planted my lips firmly on his. He didn’t kiss me back but he didn’t resist. I moved my mouth downward to his chest and went for his nipples. They were warm and succulent, and I gave them tiny love bites, while sucking on the flesh around them.

The nipple play must have driven him over the edge then, because when I came up to kiss him again, this time, he kissed me back. And boy, was he a good kisser. He ravaged my lips to the point they felt sore, then he sucked every inch of my body, before going for my dick, sucking it like he was having his fill of a lollipop.

There was an earnestness to his lovemaking that made me wonder how long he’d gone without sex.

I reciprocated the favour. I am not a good cocksucker, but what I lacked in skill, I made up for in enthusiasm. As I sucked him, he moaned with vigour. No one had ever reacted that way to my blowjob, and that was what it took for me to know that he hadn’t been getting enough blowjobs in his life.

I sucked him even harder, slobbering all over his dick like an amateur pornstar in a cheap homemade video. He got the notion that I was enjoying the action and that seemed to set him off. His dick got even more agitated, stiffening even harder as he thrust his hips forward to meet my mouth.

I like to identify as a Top, but my sexual history is dotted with moments when I have taken dick up my ass. Even though I would rather lose an arm or a leg before revealing that to my sexual partners, I know how to take a dick.

And there was no way I’d be topping a man who was older than my father. I mean, where’s the respect?

So, I let him top me.

I spread out on the bed on my tummy, my legs wide open, my ass asking for it. I knew what I was getting myself into, so I’d earlier prepared myself. And he attacked with vigour. The kind of vigour that came with years, I presumed, of suppressed sexual urges.

I backed his heavy groans with equal moans; we were like two lost choristers in the woods, trying to out-sing each other. His merciless dick dug repeatedly into my tiny butt and disseminated the walls like an invading enemy soldier. I did say I can take a dick, but that night, I knew pain like I’d never known it before. I mean, this man savaged my ass.

Eventually, my ass got relief. It was about 5-minutes sex, but it’d felt like an eternity. He planted several kisses on my back after he came, then he got up and left the room.

The next morning, I was set to leave.

“I’m going, sir.”

“Okay,” he mumbled, avoiding my eyes. “Be safe. And eh, how much did you say you needed for the competition?”

TO BE CONTINUED

Written by Higwe

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  1. O_shabby
    April 11, 06:46 Reply

    🤦🏻🤦🏻🤦🏻 please am hypertensive don’t kill me with suspense but am sure chief okpo will offer you more things than the competition money

  2. Sworld
    April 11, 07:49 Reply

    😂😂 ooshey bastard of winterfell. setter of traps!😂😂. king of the game!. I salute you sir!

  3. Jay
    April 11, 08:24 Reply

    Higwe! I salute o. I thought it was going to end at the second episode!

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:13 Reply

      My brother , it’s not up to me nah .

  4. Maycakes
    April 11, 08:25 Reply

    Y wud u leave me in Dis state higwe Eeeeh jst kindly finish dis story dear Biko.. Pele

  5. KingBey
    April 11, 09:28 Reply

    I hope he paid you enough to win. 🤔🤔🤔

  6. Dee
    April 11, 09:49 Reply

    I do not understand the part where topping him would have been disrespect. What are you implying?

    Like Choristers in the woods, nice use of simile.

    What was your motive of having sex with him though.

    • KingBey
      April 11, 10:00 Reply

      Implying that bottoms are at the loosing end of the food chain. So they are trampled upon and have no value. 😁😁😁

      His reason for having sex with him is to make him to give him money. Isn’t it obvious? 💁

  7. Ethereal
    April 11, 10:25 Reply

    Come back here o @ higwe… Waris is all this tormenting torture naw??? Abegy, just finish up this taunts o, being held under rigid suspense, ain’t one of my intrinsic forte. Just better finish up this near orgasmic climax which you have managed to get raging in me o…😋😋😋😋😋

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:17 Reply

      🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

      Oyibo .

  8. bamidele
    April 11, 10:30 Reply

    connecting age with sex roles (top/bottom) seems like sex stereotyping in my opinion. This kind of stereotyping also applies to regarding muslar guys as only top (whereas many of them as 100% bottoms). Sex roles has nothing to do with age or body mass.

    Otherwise, great story overall!

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:20 Reply

      It was just sarcasm.🤦

      Topping or bottoming has nothing to do with age or physical attributes.

      • Kelcy
        April 11, 14:50 Reply

        The idea that these supposed “humans” can’t recognize the deliberate sarcasm or (in the event of mental blindness) refuse to just plain move it along makes me wanna feed my brain a bullet! @Higwe I love the cascade of words… keep it “cumming” (pun intended😜) lol

  9. Ethereal
    April 11, 10:47 Reply

    @ bamidele, I couldn’t have agreed with you any less on that… Sexuality shouldn’t be defined by age, body structure etc. It’s a case of what the both party find pleasurable for them both… Am rather of the opinion that this stereotyping thing is rather severing so many beautiful relationships that would have bud so beautifully well, alas to the defining of things just because we think they aren’t normal, such relationships, didn’t get to see the light of day. (My own candid opinion, please I stand to be corrected though)

  10. Uche
    April 11, 11:33 Reply

    Why do I have a feeling that I know this chief

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:22 Reply

      You probably do 🤦😁😁😁

  11. Omiete
    April 11, 11:38 Reply

    Five minutes. All of that was five minutes. Wow

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:23 Reply

      The actual sex ,not the foreplay.😉

  12. peace
    April 11, 12:33 Reply

    This spirit disturbing me to ask pink panther for higwe’s contact, so that I can ogle on this his body, that I have imagined a thousand times over, calm down oh! We’re still in lent, and I’m fasting from men, after lent we’ll open our shop. As for you Higwe, welldone o! See how you’ve entrapped my chief, my darling, please severe all ties you have with my sugar daddy, thank you!.

    • Mandy
      April 11, 12:44 Reply

      😂😂😂 I was wondering when someone will get thirsty over Higwe here.

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:31 Reply

      ……..I’m sure you have great looking guys pining for your attention.
      You’ll be fine 😉

    • Higwe
      April 11, 13:38 Reply

      Besides , I’m not that great looking – this is Higwe not Idris Elba 🤣🤣🤣🤣.

      Don’t set yourself up for disappointment .
      I don’t want to see our story on KD titled – My Deflated Erection .🤣🤣🤣

      • Pink Panther
        April 11, 13:55 Reply

        My Deflated Erection.

        😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

        Yeah, I’d publish that story in a heartbeat.

        • Higwe
          April 11, 21:16 Reply

          A depth of beauty that drew me in

          A mass of brilliance that lit the caucus of my heart;

          The sun I’d captured was You – a beauty unadorned and unsullied

          Every line, every stroke, every brush was the sun I captured – just the way you are.

          😊😊😊😊😊😊😎

  13. Mandy
    April 11, 12:43 Reply

    But Chief Okpo had already agreed to give you the money. I don’t understand why you felt you had to seduce him as well. From last episode, he sounded like he’s fond enough of you to give you enough cash.

  14. Mystique
    April 11, 13:52 Reply

    @higwe !! you want to kee me abi ? lawd have mercy… at a point my prick was moving fa lol ..tfelt like i was there live … i am sure you’ll do a drive-by 🙂 🙂

  15. Porsche
    April 11, 15:36 Reply

    Higwe..Why are you laidiz na?? 😏🙄😭
    Izz like you wantu kill me 😏🙄

  16. Sim
    April 11, 20:05 Reply

    Higwe who is going to make the 1st move? 😜😜😜

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