Straight boys 23 TWO NEW ROOMMATES. Ejiro felt a bit confused as he was about to sleep in the room with Mustafa by his side. Mustafa: "Hey bro, are you okay? You look worried." Ejiro: "I'm okay, just thinking." Mustafa: "What are you thinking about?" Ejiro: "Nothing really, just some kind of feelings. Can I ask you some questions?" Mustafa: "H-hmmmm, this one you want to ask me questions—was it because you just got back to your Jack, I suppose?" Ejiro: "Jack is not at all concerned with what I'm about to say. But maybe he is—I don't really know." Mustafa: "Kai! As soon as you mentioned feelings, I knew that something was up." Ejiro: "You're very close to Emeka. And you both are the closest, even if he is always moving around with Tunde now. But you guys are the closest." Mustafa: "I'm beginning to see where this is going." Ejiro: (laughs) "So, where is it going to?" Mustafa: "Well, don't tell me that you have fallen in love with my roommate." Ejiro: "Oh, not that. Not at all. I mean, he is likable, yes, and he's caring, but no, I don't really see him that way—into that side." Mustafa: "So, you just want to know if I am in love with him or if I am intimate with him? Which one do you want to know?" Ejiro: "There's a possibility that you guys love each other, but I don't think it is, you know, erotic love like the one you share with your girlfriend. I know that you guys are bonded together by brotherhood." Mustafa: (laughs) "Haha! I said it—you are in love with my roommate, and you are denying it!" Ejiro: "Chill, don't get ahead of yourself. I'm just making inquiries." Mustafa: "If you love him, you can tell him. I'm sure he has a way around it." Ejiro: "I really don't want to go through that route with him. I just want him to remain like a brother that I never had before—a real brother that understands. I have big brothers that are just big bullies. They go about doing their stuff with other people, but they don't really care about me in a personal way like he does." Mustafa: "Yeah, that is the secret difference about him. If he likes you to be his friend or his brother, he gives you a special kind of interest that makes you want to be around him. In fact, he likes you in a way that makes you think he's in love with you, but he's actually not." Ejiro: "What about Tunde?" Mustafa: "What do you mean, what about Tunde? Are you falling for him?" Ejiro: "Just before we had dinner not too long ago, before the phone call, Tunde kind of kissed me, and I'm confused right now." Mustafa: "What if it was my roommate who kissed you? How would you feel?" Ejiro: "I would laugh it out as a joke and let it just remain there. I wouldn't even think about it the way I'm thinking about this right now." Mustafa: "That means you actually like the guy, but you don't know how to go about it. You've been fighting off these feelings for a very long time—trying to focus, trying to push through, trying to be on the right track. You know, sometimes you have to loosen up. You can't be a block of wood forever." Ejiro: "Yeah, I understand you. Loosening up can be a bit messy, especially if the person you would like to loosen up with is with someone else." Mustafa: "Can I tell you a secret?" Ejiro: "You're very funny. What have we been telling each other here since? Is it not secrets?" Mustafa: (laughs) "🤣, well, you're correct. That's true. It's not like you are expecting me to go and start asking other people about these things or start discussing it with any of the other guys." Ejiro: "Don't even try that. Don't even think about that!" Mustafa: "Hey, chill. I don't have any plans of doing that—not my thing. So, I was going to tell you that my roommate, Emeka... I have always seen him as a brother. But when we got into the university, I was thinking I would have a chance to explore with him and do everything I wanted to do sexually with him—you know, be really intimate with him. But the more I tried, the more he pushed me away, yet he still wanted me close. "He didn't want us to dabble into it, and I understood where he was coming from. Not everyone you have an intimate relationship with ends up being your friend, and there are some friendships you would want to last a lifetime without anything making it feel awkward—either in front of the person or behind their back. That awkward feeling is what destroys good friendships that should have lasted more than a lifetime. "So, I actually got a girlfriend to make him jealous, but I saw that he wasn't getting jealous. And that’s when I knew that he really liked us to be together—but not in the way I wanted us to be. But then, as far as this room is concerned, we do play our pranks and all. Sometimes, we get to relieve each other, you know. But it's not like how I would have wanted it to be. "I would have liked to try out a relationship with a guy for once and know what it feels like." Ejiro: "Wow, that's a lot. I didn't know that much, but I knew that you really like him. So, if I may ask—what do I do in my situation? "I have only been in a relationship once, and that was with Jack. And Jack is the only thing I know. Before my awkward situation that brought me here, I didn't want to have more awkward situations. "I see Emeka now, helping those people in our room. I don't know if anyone of them is in love with him or if he's having something with somebody else. I don't just want to cause trouble. "But I know that trouble is coming. And him looking at me that way—it just triggered a feeling in me that I haven't had in a very long time. I've almost killed this part of me away—this part of me that has feelings for anyone, male or female. "Right now, I just want to concentrate in school and be the best that I can be for myself." By Whitman Micheal join Us on Facebook OurStory TB. Mustafa looked at his face and saw how serious he was. Now, he was really confused—just from a kiss? It had been so long since his body had ever felt such desire and want, and the touch of the kiss resonated within him. Now, he was left confused. Mustafa: "Are you sure this is something you want? You can just investigate that." Then, he looked at Mustafa, realizing that he couldn't spew the truth just yet. He was trying to soften the situation and avoid making a mistake. How could he tell Mustafa that the boy he thinks likes him was already in a relationship with his roommate? That night, before they slept... The Other Room Larry: "Hey, you. How are you doing?" Nat: "I'm good, I'm good." You've never really started a conversation with me. Larry: "I'm sorry about that. I've been trying to keep away from trouble and just be good to myself and everything." Nat: "Yeah, I understand." Larry: "Are you angry at me? Did I do something wrong? Please, don't dislike me. Just tell me the truth, and I will apologize. In fact, let me apologize before even asking what I did. I'm very sorry for everything." Nat: "Honestly, you did not do anything. It's just that I’ve been saving some money, and I would like to rent the room close to Martin’s room so that you and I could move in there. Here, we’ll only have space for two people, but his younger brother is coming tomorrow, and I don't want it to get too crowded, you know? It will be his brother, you, me, and the others. They’ve helped us a lot, and now that I’m able to survive, I want to start on my own." Larry: "Wow, seriously? I didn’t know that. That’s a big one! Thank you so much!" He gave Nat a hug, holding him tightly. Nat: "Hahaha, what are you doing? Stop it, joor!" Larry: "I don’t understand. Is it that you don’t like me, or you don’t feel me?" Nat: "Larry, Larry… none of that. See, I know your backstory before all this, before you came here. I have known you. And forget how I look now—before, I used to be a Lady like. I did street runs with some of the guys in school. I even showed Emeka the day we went to your church—the day that stuff happened to you. I was showing him all the guys I had been with before. He changed my life and asked me to stop all that." Larry: "Are you being serious right now? He really changed you that much? What did he say or do that made you change?" Nat: "If you had seen me the first time I came here, you would have run away from me. I had earrings in my ears, I wore makeup, high heels—I was practically dressed as a lady and attracting unnecessary attention from guys. So, he changed me. He just told me what I needed to do. He asked me what the main reason was for me doing all that—was it because that’s how I felt, or was it because I made money out of it? I was truthful to him. I told him it was because of the money. I didn’t really want to dress like that and walk around attracting guys who liked ‘bad boys.’ Not all of them have to be gay." Larry: "So, what did he do exactly? How did he change you?" Nat: "First of all, he gave me a reason to stop doing it. He asked me if I saw myself still doing this when I got old—50, 60 years old. And for the first time, I thought about it myself. Like, yeah, when I get to that age, I’ll be old and wrinkled, and nobody will be looking for a 50-year-old male street worker. So when I accepted that fact, I asked him, How do I make money? I needed money. "He told me I had already started by trying to get myself an education, but I was going to get myself into trouble if I continued sleeping around. I had to control it. Then, he offered me a business—a laundry business. That’s how I joined them in the delivery business. It pays well, very well. And on top of that, I have this apartment to stay in with them. We share food and everything, so my cost of living is reduced. "He was like my dad still is sha—just providing everything I needed. He was the first guy to give me something close to love, close to care, and he never even asked to sleep with me. Even when I offered, he refused. He just wanted the best for me. "That is somebody I want to stay with for the rest of my life—as a friend, as a brother, as a colleague. I never wanted more than that. And that is what I am going to do—I’m not going to stay away from him. He is practically my family now." Larry: "I want this. I want to be part of this family. I don’t really have any handiwork or any skills I can use to contribute. How do I contribute? Can I still come into the laundry business?" Nat: "Well, I don’t really know. It’s up to Emeka and Mustafa to decide. When they decide, they’ll let us know. But you should speak with both of them first—they’ll find something for you. They definitely won’t want you to remain useless without doing something." Larry: "Can I ask you another personal question?" Nat: "Yes, go ahead and ask." Larry: "You know, we're like two girls right now in this room. 😂 Is that why you didn’t feel anything from me? Usually, when I give a guy a hug like that, they don’t want me to stop hugging them." Nat: "Yeah, yeah, that’s what I said. I told you—we are practically the same. I know that you’re a she now 😆. Some of the guys I’ve been with used to ask me if I could get you because you are very handsome and have a beautiful body. People want you over me. "But ask me what you want to ask me before I give you my answer." By whitman Micheal join us On Facebook OurStory TB Larry: "Maybe the question I want to ask was in the advice you wanted to give me, but I'll ask anyway. What is it like not sleeping with more than one boy every week or every weekend? How does your body feel? What's the difference? What's happening? What's going on with your body right now? Do you feel like you need somebody to touch you, to put fingers inside you? Like, how do you feel right now?" Nat: "Okay, this is how you deal with those feelings. First of all, it was hard. Asking me to stop sleeping around was very hard—like, I have always slept around to provide for myself. No matter how little they gave me, I used to buy stuff for myself, feed myself—that’s how I survived all this time. "But when I wake up in the morning and just see Mustafa or maybe Emeka himself saying, Come and have breakfast, it was kind of weird. Like, I can't remember the last time somebody made breakfast or any meal and asked me to come and eat. I usually go outside to buy maybe bread or something. And when we come back in the evening, they're like, Dinner is ready. And they always ask, Are you okay? Do you want more? "I mean, these guys literally destroyed my mental well-being with love. I felt a sense of love that I'd never felt before. I could have turned it into selfishness—just eating from them and continuing what I was doing—but my conscience pricked me a lot, and I had to reason through the love these guys were giving me. "I was beginning to adapt and manage the situation. I thought it was a joke. But then, that night they brought you in here, my thinking changed too. Emeka was right—we are all meant to have love for each other. What we do with that love is what we try to understand. "So, I weighed my options. I put everything on a scale—what do I have to lose if I stop sleeping with these guys, and what do I have to lose if I disobey Emeka and Mustafa? When I thought about it logically, first of all, some of the guys I was with just wanted to come over, and even if it was by 12 midnight, once they were done, they sent me away. Some of them didn’t even give me enough money to buy things for myself. They just gave me enough to make me want to come back and ask for more. They knew how to play pranks on me just to keep having me all the time. "Many of the guys I was with—hardly any of them were fully gay. Almost all of them had a girlfriend. In fact, all of them had girlfriends—some were even married! "But these guys here... they just lock up. They don’t pry into your business. They just want you to be the best version of yourself. And I cannot see myself doing bad things to any of them here. So I try my best to be the best. "I'm leaving you with this, Larry. "Your case is quite different. Even though you go around meeting guys, you have been more abused than the guys you meet and collect money from. So I suggest—find a new thing to focus your life on. We've lived here for some days now, or weeks—has anybody asked you for money to pay for anything? Has anybody asked you for something in return?" Larry: "No." Nat: "And now, I went to meet Emeka to tell him that I'm getting a room and that I want you to come and stay with me. It's not because I like you more than I like the others, but I want to contribute to the help they are giving—to reduce the burden. At least his brother can either stay with him in his room while Mustafa stays with Martin, or however they see fit. They can arrange it however they want, but the boy should be comfortable." Larry: "Thank you so much. I'm very grateful for this. And you're right about one thing—I’ve never really had anyone give me so much money that it made me want to be independent. They always give me just enough to make me come back. "Is there anyone that loves you differently? And do you know in your heart that this person truly loves you?" Nat: "Yes, I have somebody who loves me, and I am still with him. Emeka actually knows most parts of my relationship history. Or, should I say, most of my runs have always been me as the bottom. But this guy loves me so much that he allows me to top him. "It's not as if I like being the top, but the way he cares for me... I didn't want to leave him. I had to make the guy understand, and Emeka allowed me. So out of all those horrible experiences, out of all those wicked, monstrous people around me—if there is one person, just one person, that I know truly loves me, I would give them a chance. "And you can do the same, Larry. If there is just one person you're sure truly loves you, you can give them a chance. You can tell them. They wouldn’t mind—they just want you to be fine, to be okay. "Sometimes, the way they care for you, you might think they want you for themselves, but no—they just have kind hearts. "People like Mustafa. People like Tunde." Larry: "Yeah, sure. Don't forget to add Ejiro. I mean, all of you—even you here tonight. We've all learned how to show love. Even with ourselves, even with our differences, we have bonded in this brotherhood. And I'm happy to be in your midst." Nat gave him a tight hug and kissed him on his face and mouth, holding him tightly. Larry: "Thank you so much for this. Please, don't stop kissing me whenever you want." Nat: "🤣😂😂🤣, lol! That one is lesbianism." Larry: "Get out, joor! I mean, I'm a full man!" Nat: "Hahaha, 🤣😂🤣🤣😂 full man wey like to sit on prick." Larry: "You nko? Man wey think say he be woman." Nat: "Oya, go and sleep." Larry: "Have you ever wondered if Emeka was gay?" By Whitman Micheal join us on Facebook OurStory TB Nat: "Noooo, God forbid! I don't want to imagine bad things, haha." 😂 😂 Larry: "Hahaha, 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 be serious, joor." Nat: "Even if he was, I don’t want to know. I like this version of him." Larry: "Yeah, me too." It was already late. Everybody was inside, but I was still outside with Tunde. Since it was dark—no lights in the hostels or anywhere around the school—we switched off the outside light so that, in case they brought the light, we wouldn’t have to run away. I just stood there, and he came from behind me, hugging me. I drew his arms closer to feel the warmth of his body. Tunde: "For the first time in history, we are not afraid of what people will say." Me: "Maybe I am not really afraid of what people will say. I’m just afraid of my parents being disappointed in me a second time. I don’t want to go through that pain and horror again." Tunde: "Alright, I understand." We were both shirtless, but he had his singlet on. He kissed my bare back. Me: "I'm going to Martin's room tonight. Whatever happens there, remember that you gave me permission." Tunde: "Hahaha, 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 mumu! You are a big fool, like a very big fool. When the police arrest you, If you like, tell them it was me that gave you permission? See your head! You don’t know anything. I'm begging you now—take as much lube as you can. Don’t go into that dry desert Land, without water or lube. Let the boy not faint!" Me: "Hahaha, 😂😂😂😂😂 I'm a fool, abi? Let’s see if I change the narrative—what if I let him in me?" Tunde: "Don't try that ooo. Don't even try that! I don’t want to be struggling to get in there. That place is meant for me, hahahaha!" 😂 😂 😂 😂 Me: "What do you mean by that? 🤣 😂 😂 😂." Tunde: "If a new object or whatever is introduced to that place, it will adjust both in size and allowance. Either when I come in, it’s going to feel bigger, or it’s going to be tighter. It has adjusted because it was used to only me. But if you bring in an extra, I’ll have to try and adjust." Me: "Tunde, it is an asshole, not a female vagina. Stop thinking too much about this. And besides, there are only going to be two of you—there is no third person." Then I kissed him there, without minding the consequences or whether someone might catch us. After that, I left for Martin’s room. I knocked on his door, but it was already open as if he had left it open for me. I entered, and I was about to question him for leaving his door open at such an odd hour when I saw that he was already prepared, lying on his bed without any clothes—like a pig placed on a king’s dining table, waiting to be devoured. Morals: If you are staying with someone and everything has been given to you for free, don't take it for granted. No matter how little you have, find a way to contribute. Don’t just live there for free, doing nothing. Even if it's washing clothes, cleaning the house, or cooking meals—it’s a contribution. It is better than doing absolutely nothing. Try hard to control who you have sexual thoughts about. Don't convert all your friendships into sexual relationships—it is not good. Try to have strength and power over your sexual urges. Don’t allow them to control you—be the one in control. Always try to stay in charge of yourself. Sometimes, good gestures from people may make it seem like they have an interest in you. But don’t assume that when someone is being good to you, they necessarily want something in return. Even though the world has become so corrupt that we struggle to believe in pure kindness, the truth is, some people can genuinely be good to you without expecting anything in return. By Whiteman Michael Get more likes and and get the next chapter just 200 likes please Join us on Facebook