Imagine. I would think that fucking a soldier will be the highlight of my sex life. I was unfortunately mistaken.

I came back to the hub and noise around me when some girls started an argument. My ears perked up and I sat up straighter. They were arguing about some male corpers. The gist was very delicious because I realize that I’ve been blocking out male corpers and didn’t even take note of anyone. Whats more? It’s the last week of camp.

I then vowed to correct my mistakes and go boy hunting.

Boy Hunting.

I stood at a distance and watched the powerful muscles of his calf move in rhythm to the drum beat. Dayum. My eyes moved to the hard grip of his ass and then went up to the widened strong looking back. His white shirt is speckled with sweat and I can see the outline of the tank-top underneath. Fuck me. This guy is hella sexy from the back!

I decided to continue ogling him and bide my time until they finish marching. I have not seen his face, but I’m salivating like crazy. If he’s ok.. Or even plain, I’m going to have him like that. In fact, him being plain is what I prefer.

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Immediately after the March practice, I stood up from the angle where I was perched and sauntered to his view. I turned a wide arc so that I will face him. The setting sun hit his profile perfectly and he looked like a bronze king. At that moment, my hands itched to take a photo of this corper who doesn’t know how gorgeous his profile looks.

The moment passed and bam, I’m looking straight at his face. My heart stopped. For. A. Second. He’s freaking beautiful. A moment of self doubt assailed me and I lost my nerve for a bit. Then, I zeroed on his chest and observed his tag. Fuck me, he also attended my university! The same tag is on my chest. Good. That’s a good opening.

Introduction.

“Hello there, I’m Nitta, and you are?”

“I’m Dele, how can I help you?” he said with a tired grin. We began to converse about our school and how it was funny we never met in school and all that. His voice is a bit of letdown, but, that is not even an issue. His body and face is beautiful.

Soon enough, we became very close and in three days, he’s known all about me and I him. We attended all the final camp week program together and secretly smooched and kissed at every opportunity we got. He fast became my closest friend and the person I could relate to the most. As usual, he became the center of my world and aside his looks, I love everything about him.

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He’s a good conversationalist, quite neat and meticulous and very intelligent. He’s also a good Christian whose spirituality is strong and a non flirt. I found myself falling head over heels in love with him and it was great. I’ve never really been in love and I was hopeful that this could lead to something beautiful.

We began to make plans together and lucky enough, we were assigned to the same place of primary assignment. I am on cloud nine and I felt that nothing could spoil this for me. On the day we left camp, we decided to pack our luggage to a hotel and rest for a bit before going to the apartment we have rented.

That day was absolutely beautiful. He stripped me off my khakis and proceeded to make sweet love to me. There are no words to describe the kind of orgasm I had that day. He ate every part of me up. First off, he bathed me and made me get very wet in the shower.. Then he carried me to the bed and gently split open my thighs..

Then he poured honey on my pussy and slowly and steadily ate me up while I cried and babbled like a child. After my legs shook and vibrated uncontrollably, he locked his eyes on mine, mouthed “I love you” and slowly entered me.. I felt our souls connect and he kissed my neck. Tears of joy drip down my face as he slowly and surely made me his.

We had sex several times that day and it was the most beautiful day of my life. He promised me his love and told me we’d be here for each other forever. I am usually a cynical person, but I decided to give him a chance. Soon enough, we moved to our apartments. It was the same building, but different flats. It was perfect. We helped each other arrange and settle comfortably enough into their place.

Everything was fine because we usually went to work together, made the same friends and lived the major life. I spent most of my time in his flat anyway because only a corridor separated us. After a month, he told me his brother was coming to visit him from lagos and we had to go pick him from the airport.

I was excited to meet my future brother In law.. We got to the airport and picked him up.. His brother is taller and oozed sexual appeal but I was totally indifferent to it. Do you know the kind of guys who aren’t really handsome but are sexy as fuck? With crazy slanted eyes and a mischievous grin? That’s his brother.

We got home and I proceeded to cook a special lunch to honor his brother. I normally don’t cook or clean or do anything else.. I set up those boundaries. I am not yet a wife. Anyway, I was coming from the kitchen when I heard the low but clear conversation that broke my heart.

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Heart Break.

“She fine die o.. But nigga, why you go get girl wey fine pass your main chick? And you guys are going to be together for a year.. What if you fall in love with her?”

“I won’t fall bro. She’s just a side. You know I’m definitely marrying Tinu as soon as I get back to lagos, but in the meantime, I need someone. Sokoto is far from lagos..”

“True sha.. Your dick needs to get wet” and they burst into laughter.

“Even if she’s a side, I like her like crazy. So please, she’s mine and off limits”

His brother raised his hands up in a gesture of surrender “Of course lil bro. She’s hot and all, but she’s not my type. I like them skinnier.. You know that. Mummy said..”

I zoned out. My heart squeezed painfully and I wanted to die. My first instinct was to burst into there and destroy them, but I know it will achieve nothing. I lost faith in men that day. I went into the toilet and bawled.. With the shower on to drown out the sounds. I remembered all his words, promises and everything. I felt like a loser.. I then became happy. I’m glad I didn’t slave for him, and I set up my boundaries to be independent. After having a good cry, I felt my heart harden.

I went back to the kitchen and briefly considered poisoning them both, but I discarded the idea. I can’t deal. He then came to join me.. He wrapped his hands around my waist and whispered in my ear.. “Thanks my baby, I love you”. It took all the energy in me not to smack his head with the hot metal spoon I was using to stir the soup. I faked a smile and then we served and ate.

That night, our sex was stormy. I rode him with all the anger that was built up in me. I sat on his cock and fucked the living hell out of it, clamping my pussy hard and making him feel the extra wetness and tightness. He came like he wanted to die. “That was the best fuck of my life.. Damn. I can’t ever let another man get a taste of this. You are all mine” he said with a smile.

Then the idea hit me. I knew then, where to hurt him the most.

Keeping it in the Family.

Dele is a possessive guy and has told me on countless times how he could not bear another man’s touch on me. It was pretty easy. I fake being sick and although he wanted to stay and take care of me, I told him not to worry.

As soon as he left, I called out to his brother and although he was hesitant at first, It wasn’t long before he started eating out my cunt. I sat down and opened my thighs wide, he could see smack dab between my legs.. “My pussy wants you..” I moaned. He went on his knees and licked the heck out of me. I held his head while comparing the differences in the way he and Dele gives head. Dele is more of a slow eater.

I made sure he had me every way he wanted and I enjoyed the hell out of it. I fucked my boyfriends brother and I was rabbid for more. We fucked on every available surface and I loved loved loved it! Soon enough, he began sneaking into my apartment for sex. I made sure I consumed his mind. I would sex chat him at work and send him nudes. He wanted me always. My attention towards Dele reduced both at work and at home and he complained, but I pretend everything was fine.

The brother was only supposed to stay for a month, but he kept on adding more time, and soon enough 4 months passed. He began to profess love and when I told him no, he told me everything about Dele's fiancee Tinuke. That was when I knew it was time. He then urged me to dump Dele.

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That night, I carelessly left my whatsapp open after a great sex. We just finished fucking and he was feeling on top of the world. I decided to crash him. I dropped the phone beside him and went to take a shower. I’m sure he would snoop because I’ve been distant lately and he’s been suspicious. After some time, He started screaming my name. I took my sweet time, and then came out.

“You’ve been fucking my own brother?” he screamed.

“Yes, I have.” The look in his face was priceless. I loved it!

The end.

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Written by Adedamola Yusuf.

I'm Yusuf T. A. I studied at the University of Ibadan. I Love to read, write and listen to music. I epitomize an Intelligent mind. I'm an Author, Blogger and Nutritionist. Instagram handle: _sleeqie_ My book titled "MY YORUBA DEMON" is out and it's a (3 in 1) delicious mix of Erotica, Psychology, Murder and Mystery. It's 2,000NGN and you can contact me on 09094802610 for your copy.  Kisses.