I always knew I'd meet a homophobe. I had been preparing for it mentally on how I'll react to his irrational views. However no matter how hard you try to prepare yourself, it will always be the worst encounter ever.
I am basically discrete. I am gay and proud of it but I am not out to anyone; not even my family. I have a boyfriend whom I love to bits; and am only out to him and his friends who are also gay.
Prince Charming had gone for one of those long trips that take him away for more than three-weeks and I was bored out of my mind on what to do. On that fateful day I decided to go with some of my friends and their acquaintances for some drinks and socializing.
We left around 9pm and the cool Nairobi weather welcomed us gratefully. I was somewhat forlorn because I had accepted to come to this gathering out of guilt rather than pleasurable acceptance. And I desperately missed my man.
We reached the club and got some decent seats and pretty soon drinks were been served. I usually drink wine if I am drinking at all but in the club we were served Tusker Malt and I had grudgingly took my drink. Conversation started flowing and pretty soon we were discussing topics freely.
The conversation suddenly veered into the much discussed yet mostly mis-understood Audrey Mbugua. With this a pandora's box was opened. The conversation took a rather homophobic tone and the young lady was thrashed and blatantly slandered.
I couldn't control myself and decided to plunge head-on to the topic at hand. I opined that since she was a legal adult she was entitled to whatever she deemed that was right by her. All hell broke loose at that opinion. My friend (who I now deem an ex-friend) grabbed my hand and bellowed that was Un-African. I looked at him and told him in a sharp tone that Christianity was also Un-African since it came through the White man.
In one swift reaction I was labelled a "Kuchu" lover and defender. If they thought it was offending me I found it how proud of that name I was at that moment. I calmly told the gathering of homophobes that in this day and age, individual rights trumped what society deemed right. They bellowed their half-arsed opinions on how homosexuality is not allowed in Africa. I smiled to myself with that opinion, before them sat a homosexual and they couldn't still put two plus two together. I felt immense regret in coming with them at that particular moment more than anything. One of my friend's acquaintances at that moment stood up while looking fiercely at me, he was obviously inebriated before removing his dick out in public while bellowing "suck my dick, kuchu lover"
Now that I took offense, I stood up so fast knocking the table and some bottles fell down. Looking squarely at his eyes and daring him to taunt me again. My friend saw the situation was spiraling out of control and managed to get his friend to sit down. I was still standing looking at him, my heart was pumping so fast and I was ready to get in the fight. Here was a guy, so dark in color and so out of shape that I basically found him to be disgusting brandishing his dick in front of me. I am kuchu yes but not any kuchu and won't take any shit from anyone.
I decided to walk away, my friend was calling after me. He caught me by the hand and I turned to face him. I glared at him and he let go. I signaled to the nearest cab, got in and left the club.
Half an hour later, the taxi was at our estate's door, I quickly paid him and got out. I was still fuming from the incident, anger had overcome me and overtaken me. I entered the house quietly and got into the shower, I couldn't control it anymore and tears flowed. Tears of pain. I have never cried out of anger like I did on that day and from that day I promised myself I wouldn't take any shit for who I was. The worst part was the humiliation I had been put through and I was overcome again. How badly I wanted to hit that ugly asshole.
I got into bed and stared at the dark ceiling, before long the warm embrace of sleep was over-taking me. It was the best feeling after what I just got through.
Saturday, 22 June 2013
Saturday, 8 June 2013
First Trip with Le Boyfriend (Pt2)
Trips used to be a boring affair. I hated them and avoided them at all costs. I loathed the tiring experience and the journey itself. Well that was until my very own sweet boyfriend; Prince Charming took me to one.
We have been in the coastal town of Mombasa for four days so far. In those four days we've made love or fucked like bunnies quite a lot. I sunbathed in the glorious coastal sun, read a book by the beach, played in the ocean with my boyfriend. In short this trip had me enjoying it thoroughly.
On the 4th night we were in Mombasa we were invited to a beach party been hosted by some dudes we met in the hotel. By sundown bonfires had been lit and salted meat was to be roasted, in no time a sweet aroma wafted through the beach and pangs of hunger started hitting me. Prince Charming was in the thick of the cooking, I caught his eye once and got my smile. I joined in helping them set the table and pretty soon the meat was been devoured.
After we ate and cleared up the place, the guys started drinking. I was in no mood to drink and wanted to take a walk in the quiet beach. Prince Charming had understood my intention and he followed me. We started walking along the beach holding hands, It was so liberating to know we could do that by the sea at night. Prince Charming pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss, a rather passionate one.
I was mesmerized by the kiss and wanted more. We had covered a great deal of distance between us and the partying crowd, they hardly could be seen. I put my hands behind him and kissed him, passion over-took us. We slowly undressed without breaking the kiss. We were both naked soon enough, I went on my knees and started giving him the blowjob he liked. He was moaning loudly and I was half-afraid we'll be found. I sucked on him passionately, his musky smell filled my nostrils and I was in Nirvana.
He gently motioned for me to stop, I rose and we started kissing again. We slowly descended until I could feel the sand on my back, then it hit me. I was actually having sex outdoors. The warm breeze was now blowing from the ocean and still couldn't cool the fire that was me and my boyfriend. He lubed me and his dick up with his spit and I felt the familiar sensation of pressure, I was used to it now and he was balls deep inside me in his first stroke. We were locked in an animalistic passion, we both wanted more of each other. He was long-stroking me and brushing my prostate, I was leaking pre-cum and moaning while my lips were locked with his. I could feel we were both almost climaxing, he was moaning in a low voice. The moment wasn't far away now, the movement of his chest was rubbing my already sensitive cock.
At that moment an almighty wave of ocean water rushed to out fucking place, we hadn't budged. I felt he was tensing and so was I, we both howled pleasurable moans as we climaxed. The water was receding, Prince Charming got up his dicked popped out of my cunt. I quickly stood up too and we both entered the ocean water stark naked. We played in the warm water for quite sometime before we decided to head to the hotel room. Up to that point I had never felt that satisfied; both physically and mentally.
The next morning we got up pretty early and decided to go for a swim in the deserted ocean, we played around until the sun had fully risen. It was our final day in Mombasa and we were taking the night flight to Nairobi. After breakfast we decided to go sight-seeing and some shopping, I was enchanted by the magical atmosphere of Mombasa and spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon buying souvenirs. Prince Charming on the other hand had seen enough of what I had called Souvenirs and patiently led me back to the hotel. We had a late lunch and I wanted to get some sleep before the flight.
I was so sweaty when I entered the room, Prince Charming was undressing and heading for the showers. I undressed and followed him, taking a shower with him was an absolute delight. Perhaps only second to taking a bath with him. He literally washed me while I tried to copy what he was doing, he lathered me up and the glorious sensation i felt when his fingers touched me. Every inch of my body was scrubbed, he finally reached his possesion; My boy-cunt. His fingers circled it while he looked tenderly at me. He asked if it hurt. I smiled and told him no. We rinsed ourselves and dried up, The air-condition was on and I didn't want to hassle myself with clothes. I entered the bed naked, he chuckled and followed suit.
I was glad I had come to Mombasa with him, we hardly could stay away from each other. Pretty soon we were kissing passionately under the light covers of the bed. In my mind I remembered how lucky I was, I had 5 glorious days with him, we made love many times. We chatted into the wee hours of the night and then we fucked again. I felt his tongue on my cunt, I shuddered with intense pleasure. He had become to me indispensable and gave me so much happiness, I moaned again as I felt his warm breath in my cunt. I was physically writhing with pleasure he was giving me and mentally remembering this great trip. He was now on top of me, my legs had given way and were locking us together. He positioned his love-machine and I felt the pleasurable entry. We both were moaning, I was deliberately contracting my anal muscles to give him more pleasure. He moaned louder while he nibbled on my neck. He was the happiness I was searching for, he was the guy that completed me and he was the guy who was fucking me now.
I pulled him forward and we started kissing, I was pleasuring him too greatly. Animalistic pleasure overtook us and we were one unit, whose moans were louder than anything nearby. His dick tensed and his hand grabbed my dick and started to furiously jack me off. We climaxed at the same time, I could feel him filling me up. My cum was spread between our chest. We were kissing hard and I didn't wanna let go. His soon limp dick popped out, I felt empty. We were still in the same position and fell asleep.
I rose a few minutes past 6 in the evening, our flight was at 9.30pm so we still had plenty of time. I decided to wake him up in a grand fashion by giving him a blow-job. He was awake in a matter of seconds and hard in an instant. We joined once again into a union and made love again to what will possibly be our hundredth time in our five day stay.
We showered quickly and took some dinner before deciding to head to the airport. The journey back home had started and I felt like an imprisoned man again. I was in a sombre mood and Prince Charming noticed, he took hold of my hand and gave me a squeeze. I looked at his face before he mouthed "This is just the beginning, babe".
We landed in Nairobi half past ten at night, we quickly cleared the process and soon enough we were in his car heading home. The journey couldn't have been any faster, I saw the entrance to my estate where he had stopped. I was sad an incredible holiday had ended, I looked at his smiley face and threw caution to the wind and kissed him. "Goodbye babe," I said and he mumbled a goodbye.
I got out of the car and walked through the imposing estate gates. Our house gate was open, I quickly got in and headed to my room. My phone was vibrating, I took it out and it was him. He wanted me to keep him company while he drove. I was happy to do so, I laid in my bed talking to him. We talked and talked while I reminisced of the incredible trip I had with him. I could feel him with me. He had reached home and we were still talking. I lost track of the hours and I don't know who between us fell asleep first while we were still on the phone.
We have been in the coastal town of Mombasa for four days so far. In those four days we've made love or fucked like bunnies quite a lot. I sunbathed in the glorious coastal sun, read a book by the beach, played in the ocean with my boyfriend. In short this trip had me enjoying it thoroughly.
On the 4th night we were in Mombasa we were invited to a beach party been hosted by some dudes we met in the hotel. By sundown bonfires had been lit and salted meat was to be roasted, in no time a sweet aroma wafted through the beach and pangs of hunger started hitting me. Prince Charming was in the thick of the cooking, I caught his eye once and got my smile. I joined in helping them set the table and pretty soon the meat was been devoured.
After we ate and cleared up the place, the guys started drinking. I was in no mood to drink and wanted to take a walk in the quiet beach. Prince Charming had understood my intention and he followed me. We started walking along the beach holding hands, It was so liberating to know we could do that by the sea at night. Prince Charming pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss, a rather passionate one.
I was mesmerized by the kiss and wanted more. We had covered a great deal of distance between us and the partying crowd, they hardly could be seen. I put my hands behind him and kissed him, passion over-took us. We slowly undressed without breaking the kiss. We were both naked soon enough, I went on my knees and started giving him the blowjob he liked. He was moaning loudly and I was half-afraid we'll be found. I sucked on him passionately, his musky smell filled my nostrils and I was in Nirvana.
He gently motioned for me to stop, I rose and we started kissing again. We slowly descended until I could feel the sand on my back, then it hit me. I was actually having sex outdoors. The warm breeze was now blowing from the ocean and still couldn't cool the fire that was me and my boyfriend. He lubed me and his dick up with his spit and I felt the familiar sensation of pressure, I was used to it now and he was balls deep inside me in his first stroke. We were locked in an animalistic passion, we both wanted more of each other. He was long-stroking me and brushing my prostate, I was leaking pre-cum and moaning while my lips were locked with his. I could feel we were both almost climaxing, he was moaning in a low voice. The moment wasn't far away now, the movement of his chest was rubbing my already sensitive cock.
At that moment an almighty wave of ocean water rushed to out fucking place, we hadn't budged. I felt he was tensing and so was I, we both howled pleasurable moans as we climaxed. The water was receding, Prince Charming got up his dicked popped out of my cunt. I quickly stood up too and we both entered the ocean water stark naked. We played in the warm water for quite sometime before we decided to head to the hotel room. Up to that point I had never felt that satisfied; both physically and mentally.
The next morning we got up pretty early and decided to go for a swim in the deserted ocean, we played around until the sun had fully risen. It was our final day in Mombasa and we were taking the night flight to Nairobi. After breakfast we decided to go sight-seeing and some shopping, I was enchanted by the magical atmosphere of Mombasa and spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon buying souvenirs. Prince Charming on the other hand had seen enough of what I had called Souvenirs and patiently led me back to the hotel. We had a late lunch and I wanted to get some sleep before the flight.
I was so sweaty when I entered the room, Prince Charming was undressing and heading for the showers. I undressed and followed him, taking a shower with him was an absolute delight. Perhaps only second to taking a bath with him. He literally washed me while I tried to copy what he was doing, he lathered me up and the glorious sensation i felt when his fingers touched me. Every inch of my body was scrubbed, he finally reached his possesion; My boy-cunt. His fingers circled it while he looked tenderly at me. He asked if it hurt. I smiled and told him no. We rinsed ourselves and dried up, The air-condition was on and I didn't want to hassle myself with clothes. I entered the bed naked, he chuckled and followed suit.
I was glad I had come to Mombasa with him, we hardly could stay away from each other. Pretty soon we were kissing passionately under the light covers of the bed. In my mind I remembered how lucky I was, I had 5 glorious days with him, we made love many times. We chatted into the wee hours of the night and then we fucked again. I felt his tongue on my cunt, I shuddered with intense pleasure. He had become to me indispensable and gave me so much happiness, I moaned again as I felt his warm breath in my cunt. I was physically writhing with pleasure he was giving me and mentally remembering this great trip. He was now on top of me, my legs had given way and were locking us together. He positioned his love-machine and I felt the pleasurable entry. We both were moaning, I was deliberately contracting my anal muscles to give him more pleasure. He moaned louder while he nibbled on my neck. He was the happiness I was searching for, he was the guy that completed me and he was the guy who was fucking me now.
I pulled him forward and we started kissing, I was pleasuring him too greatly. Animalistic pleasure overtook us and we were one unit, whose moans were louder than anything nearby. His dick tensed and his hand grabbed my dick and started to furiously jack me off. We climaxed at the same time, I could feel him filling me up. My cum was spread between our chest. We were kissing hard and I didn't wanna let go. His soon limp dick popped out, I felt empty. We were still in the same position and fell asleep.
I rose a few minutes past 6 in the evening, our flight was at 9.30pm so we still had plenty of time. I decided to wake him up in a grand fashion by giving him a blow-job. He was awake in a matter of seconds and hard in an instant. We joined once again into a union and made love again to what will possibly be our hundredth time in our five day stay.
We showered quickly and took some dinner before deciding to head to the airport. The journey back home had started and I felt like an imprisoned man again. I was in a sombre mood and Prince Charming noticed, he took hold of my hand and gave me a squeeze. I looked at his face before he mouthed "This is just the beginning, babe".
We landed in Nairobi half past ten at night, we quickly cleared the process and soon enough we were in his car heading home. The journey couldn't have been any faster, I saw the entrance to my estate where he had stopped. I was sad an incredible holiday had ended, I looked at his smiley face and threw caution to the wind and kissed him. "Goodbye babe," I said and he mumbled a goodbye.
I got out of the car and walked through the imposing estate gates. Our house gate was open, I quickly got in and headed to my room. My phone was vibrating, I took it out and it was him. He wanted me to keep him company while he drove. I was happy to do so, I laid in my bed talking to him. We talked and talked while I reminisced of the incredible trip I had with him. I could feel him with me. He had reached home and we were still talking. I lost track of the hours and I don't know who between us fell asleep first while we were still on the phone.
Saturday, 1 June 2013
First Trip with Le Boyfriend (Pt1)
I have been looking forward to the last week of May with great excitement. I was going to get my first annual leave of ten working days and I was thoroughly excited about it.
To be honest I usually never used to care much for my annual leave, in fact I hardly used them at all. According to my records in Human Resource I used 5 of my 42 days leave last year.
Then someone came waltzing into my life. Prince Charming to be exact and this time I was planning to use my leave to spend it with him. As my leave approached I could feel the excitement in my body, I had filled the Leave Application form and took it to HR department. Judith our Human Resource manager was amazed and surprised, she couldn't believe I was finally taking a long leave from work. My application was duly granted and I officially had ten working days off (15 if u added the weekends and one holiday in between).
The journey going home seemed to be the longest ever, well anyone who uses Mbagathi Road during peak hours can attest to its craziness during rush hour. I finally reached home around 7.30pm and took a shower. Dinner was a dull affair and the 9pm news even more duller at least to me. I couldn't bear to watch thugs masquerading as our Honorable MPs and went to bed.
As soon as I laid down in my comfortable bed my phone rang, I saw the name on the screen and I broke into what could be my first smile since I entered home. My sweet boyfriend was calling me, I answered and heard his sexy baritone voice. He was finally back home in Nairobi from his trip, I was basically giggling while he told me about his journey (He is a Pilot, actually a co-pilot) and I was thoroughly into his story.
Our conversation went on for what seemed like hours and hours, I had told him about my leave and by coincidence he had the same time period off too. I wanted to desperately break the monotony of staying at home and spend time with him, then he suggested that we take a trip to Kenya's coast. I loved the idea and jumped on it immediately, though I needed to clear with my folks. I told him I was positive about the idea and we agreed we should do it. A few more minutes of chatting with him and he bade me goodnight.
Armed with great energy I woke up from my bed and hurriedly went downstairs where my dad was keenly watching the news. I excused myself and told him that I would be going to a conference in Mombasa. My dad gave me an assuring look and nodded. That's all I wanted. I immediately texted Prince Charming that I got the green light and went back to my comfortable bed.
I rose early the next morning and started packing a few clothes in my bag, my younger siblings were getting ready for school and I joined them for breakfast. My mum who is naturally inquisitive asked about this last minute conference but I waded her off easily with the fact that I was chosen by the company to attend. Prince Charming hadn't replied to my text and I was getting nervous, I was pulling a fast one under my parents and I didn't want it to backfire. I decided to call him, it was 7am on a glorious Wednesday morning and I was on the phone to get hold of my boyfriend.
After a few rings a groggy voice answered, he was still asleep. I told him that I had gotten the green light and what he told me confirmed why I loved him. He had booked two seats on a flight departing at 11am and he was too sleepy before he could inform me. All my nervousness had disappeared and I was chirping like a morning bird. He told me he would pick me up around 9.30pm and I should be ready by then. Now I could face my parents head-on, this trip was really going to happen.
I decided to finish my packing and get myself ready, I was done by 8am and Prince Charming would be coming in over an hour's time. I decided to kill time watching TV. Whoever scripts Kenya's morning shows seriously needs to be fired, I have never gotten that bored and soon enough I was watching CNN.
Time usually moves fast when you are doing something, on that day I could have sworn that time had stopped all together. After what seemed like the longest wait I have ever done it was half-past nine in the morning. I quietly went and gathered my bag, on the way I met my dad who was getting ready to go to work. He gave me some cash and told me to look out for myself, I took my bag and went to the kitchen and bade my mum goodbye.
My dad left for work and I was about to walk out of the house when my phone rang. Prince Charming was waiting outside, I immediately hurried out of the house and met him. Prince Charming usually picked me up at night and today seeing him early in the morning dressed in his three-quarter pants and white T-shirt, I just wanted to kiss him there and then. I got in the car and we shook hands where he gently pressed mine, I knew he wanted to kiss me too. We drove off heading towards the airport.
We reached JKIA around ten in the morning, as a pilot he had a place he could park his car and we immediately made way to the counter. We got our boarding passes and made through immigration and by half past ten we were boarding the flight to out first trip as a couple. My heart was thumping in my chest unable to believe whether I was dreaming or not I looked at him and he smiled his sweet smile and I could feel relief all over.
We took our seats in the airplane, he had booked window seats. He sat by the window while I sat on the seat next to it. The plane was not that full, for a plane that carried up to 200 passengers, less than 50 were taking this flight. Soon enough we were taxing out of the parking and a few minutes later we were airborne. This flight according to me represented my flight to freedom and I was glad it was happening. Prince Charming got a blanket under the seat, I followed suit and covered myself. In reality we were holding hands under the blanket and I was glad that I was holding onto him.
Less than an hour we were landing in the great city of Mombasa, we disembarked the plane quickly and made our way out of the airport. Prince Charming called up a taxi and we joined the flowing traffic of Mombasa. Prince Charming wanted to take me to a Hotel that was on the Northern Coast, I didn't question as this was my first time ever going to Mombasa.
Half an hour later we made it. The Hotel, Prince Charming chose was a good one. It looked classy and elegant and even had a good section of the beach as private. Well if you consider the fact that 1km of the beach had been cordoned off to this hotel. Prince Charming checked us in, I was rather apprehensive about the idea of two guys checking in together but the staff seemed to know him. We were led to our room by one staff member and it was an ocean-front view room that had great opulence about it. I tipped the staff member and he left and started admiring the room. It had a king-sized bed that looked appealing but I was more interested in the view. I opened the balcony door and let in the hot humid coastal weather, The ocean looked blue as the sky. He stood beside me surveying the beautiful scenery, I looked at him and I thanked him for the holiday. He smiled again and all personal control left me, I kissed him.
We entered the room closing the balcony door, I jumped on him and we resumed kissing. Passion and desire had over-taken us, we were stripping each other and in a matter of seconds we were both stark-naked. I had missed him when he left for two weeks and to show how I missed him, I had his dick in my mouth. He moaned softly while his hands were on my head. I was sucking that glorious dick like it was my oxygen. Fast and furious couldn't have described it.
He carried me to bed and separated my legs, I felt his warm breath on my boy-cunt, his tongue touched base. Sensation after sweet sensation followed, I was in Nirvana. I moaned softly while clutching the bedsheets. He got up from rimming me and started kissing me, we were locked in a passionate french kissing. Our dicks were trapped between our bodies, I terribly missed our love-making during the previous two weeks. He raised my legs, lubed me up and himself, I could feel the cold sensation and pretty soon I felt the all too familiar pressure and with a low popping sound we were united as one.
The one reason why I love to be a bottom is the sensation of been filled by a dick. Prince Charming surely filled me up and I loved it. His slow long strokes were driving me mad with pleasure, I could feel the blood that was rushing in my head. We were tied in a missionary position, my legs had his body in a bind and he sweetly kept up the pressure and pleasure. I could feel he was about to cum, he was furiously kissing me whilst he pumped it into me. I started contracting my anal muscles while he moaned in pleasure, pretty soon he was emptying his seeds in my bowels. I hadn't cummed yet, I wanted to cum while his dick was in my boy-cunt. He started sucking me, I could feel his mouth sucking me sensually, I lost all control. My moaning became short and sharp, I couldn't hold it any longer. I started shooting my cum, volley after volley inside Prince Charming's mouth. I was screaming from the pleasure, Prince Charming gave me one more last suck and he started kissing me.
I could taste my own cum, his limp dick popped out, his cum started oozing out of my cunt. This was Nirvana, we were in the same position kissing. Nobody wanted to let go, I told him how much I loved him. He looked at me tenderly and replied all this trip was for you babe. A tender moment of holding each other followed.
Half an hour of small, tender talk was followed by taking a bath together. We had recovered our energy and the bath became a lustrous affair, we made love again while taking bath and washed each other up. I had been yearning for him for sometime and now I had him I felt content. Two hours after our initial check-in we got of our room to start exploring our holiday place.
I never felt any more free than I felt than on my first day in Mombasa besides my boyfriend.
To be honest I usually never used to care much for my annual leave, in fact I hardly used them at all. According to my records in Human Resource I used 5 of my 42 days leave last year.
Then someone came waltzing into my life. Prince Charming to be exact and this time I was planning to use my leave to spend it with him. As my leave approached I could feel the excitement in my body, I had filled the Leave Application form and took it to HR department. Judith our Human Resource manager was amazed and surprised, she couldn't believe I was finally taking a long leave from work. My application was duly granted and I officially had ten working days off (15 if u added the weekends and one holiday in between).
The journey going home seemed to be the longest ever, well anyone who uses Mbagathi Road during peak hours can attest to its craziness during rush hour. I finally reached home around 7.30pm and took a shower. Dinner was a dull affair and the 9pm news even more duller at least to me. I couldn't bear to watch thugs masquerading as our Honorable MPs and went to bed.
As soon as I laid down in my comfortable bed my phone rang, I saw the name on the screen and I broke into what could be my first smile since I entered home. My sweet boyfriend was calling me, I answered and heard his sexy baritone voice. He was finally back home in Nairobi from his trip, I was basically giggling while he told me about his journey (He is a Pilot, actually a co-pilot) and I was thoroughly into his story.
Our conversation went on for what seemed like hours and hours, I had told him about my leave and by coincidence he had the same time period off too. I wanted to desperately break the monotony of staying at home and spend time with him, then he suggested that we take a trip to Kenya's coast. I loved the idea and jumped on it immediately, though I needed to clear with my folks. I told him I was positive about the idea and we agreed we should do it. A few more minutes of chatting with him and he bade me goodnight.
Armed with great energy I woke up from my bed and hurriedly went downstairs where my dad was keenly watching the news. I excused myself and told him that I would be going to a conference in Mombasa. My dad gave me an assuring look and nodded. That's all I wanted. I immediately texted Prince Charming that I got the green light and went back to my comfortable bed.
I rose early the next morning and started packing a few clothes in my bag, my younger siblings were getting ready for school and I joined them for breakfast. My mum who is naturally inquisitive asked about this last minute conference but I waded her off easily with the fact that I was chosen by the company to attend. Prince Charming hadn't replied to my text and I was getting nervous, I was pulling a fast one under my parents and I didn't want it to backfire. I decided to call him, it was 7am on a glorious Wednesday morning and I was on the phone to get hold of my boyfriend.
After a few rings a groggy voice answered, he was still asleep. I told him that I had gotten the green light and what he told me confirmed why I loved him. He had booked two seats on a flight departing at 11am and he was too sleepy before he could inform me. All my nervousness had disappeared and I was chirping like a morning bird. He told me he would pick me up around 9.30pm and I should be ready by then. Now I could face my parents head-on, this trip was really going to happen.
I decided to finish my packing and get myself ready, I was done by 8am and Prince Charming would be coming in over an hour's time. I decided to kill time watching TV. Whoever scripts Kenya's morning shows seriously needs to be fired, I have never gotten that bored and soon enough I was watching CNN.
Time usually moves fast when you are doing something, on that day I could have sworn that time had stopped all together. After what seemed like the longest wait I have ever done it was half-past nine in the morning. I quietly went and gathered my bag, on the way I met my dad who was getting ready to go to work. He gave me some cash and told me to look out for myself, I took my bag and went to the kitchen and bade my mum goodbye.
My dad left for work and I was about to walk out of the house when my phone rang. Prince Charming was waiting outside, I immediately hurried out of the house and met him. Prince Charming usually picked me up at night and today seeing him early in the morning dressed in his three-quarter pants and white T-shirt, I just wanted to kiss him there and then. I got in the car and we shook hands where he gently pressed mine, I knew he wanted to kiss me too. We drove off heading towards the airport.
We reached JKIA around ten in the morning, as a pilot he had a place he could park his car and we immediately made way to the counter. We got our boarding passes and made through immigration and by half past ten we were boarding the flight to out first trip as a couple. My heart was thumping in my chest unable to believe whether I was dreaming or not I looked at him and he smiled his sweet smile and I could feel relief all over.
We took our seats in the airplane, he had booked window seats. He sat by the window while I sat on the seat next to it. The plane was not that full, for a plane that carried up to 200 passengers, less than 50 were taking this flight. Soon enough we were taxing out of the parking and a few minutes later we were airborne. This flight according to me represented my flight to freedom and I was glad it was happening. Prince Charming got a blanket under the seat, I followed suit and covered myself. In reality we were holding hands under the blanket and I was glad that I was holding onto him.
Less than an hour we were landing in the great city of Mombasa, we disembarked the plane quickly and made our way out of the airport. Prince Charming called up a taxi and we joined the flowing traffic of Mombasa. Prince Charming wanted to take me to a Hotel that was on the Northern Coast, I didn't question as this was my first time ever going to Mombasa.
Half an hour later we made it. The Hotel, Prince Charming chose was a good one. It looked classy and elegant and even had a good section of the beach as private. Well if you consider the fact that 1km of the beach had been cordoned off to this hotel. Prince Charming checked us in, I was rather apprehensive about the idea of two guys checking in together but the staff seemed to know him. We were led to our room by one staff member and it was an ocean-front view room that had great opulence about it. I tipped the staff member and he left and started admiring the room. It had a king-sized bed that looked appealing but I was more interested in the view. I opened the balcony door and let in the hot humid coastal weather, The ocean looked blue as the sky. He stood beside me surveying the beautiful scenery, I looked at him and I thanked him for the holiday. He smiled again and all personal control left me, I kissed him.
We entered the room closing the balcony door, I jumped on him and we resumed kissing. Passion and desire had over-taken us, we were stripping each other and in a matter of seconds we were both stark-naked. I had missed him when he left for two weeks and to show how I missed him, I had his dick in my mouth. He moaned softly while his hands were on my head. I was sucking that glorious dick like it was my oxygen. Fast and furious couldn't have described it.
He carried me to bed and separated my legs, I felt his warm breath on my boy-cunt, his tongue touched base. Sensation after sweet sensation followed, I was in Nirvana. I moaned softly while clutching the bedsheets. He got up from rimming me and started kissing me, we were locked in a passionate french kissing. Our dicks were trapped between our bodies, I terribly missed our love-making during the previous two weeks. He raised my legs, lubed me up and himself, I could feel the cold sensation and pretty soon I felt the all too familiar pressure and with a low popping sound we were united as one.
The one reason why I love to be a bottom is the sensation of been filled by a dick. Prince Charming surely filled me up and I loved it. His slow long strokes were driving me mad with pleasure, I could feel the blood that was rushing in my head. We were tied in a missionary position, my legs had his body in a bind and he sweetly kept up the pressure and pleasure. I could feel he was about to cum, he was furiously kissing me whilst he pumped it into me. I started contracting my anal muscles while he moaned in pleasure, pretty soon he was emptying his seeds in my bowels. I hadn't cummed yet, I wanted to cum while his dick was in my boy-cunt. He started sucking me, I could feel his mouth sucking me sensually, I lost all control. My moaning became short and sharp, I couldn't hold it any longer. I started shooting my cum, volley after volley inside Prince Charming's mouth. I was screaming from the pleasure, Prince Charming gave me one more last suck and he started kissing me.
I could taste my own cum, his limp dick popped out, his cum started oozing out of my cunt. This was Nirvana, we were in the same position kissing. Nobody wanted to let go, I told him how much I loved him. He looked at me tenderly and replied all this trip was for you babe. A tender moment of holding each other followed.
Half an hour of small, tender talk was followed by taking a bath together. We had recovered our energy and the bath became a lustrous affair, we made love again while taking bath and washed each other up. I had been yearning for him for sometime and now I had him I felt content. Two hours after our initial check-in we got of our room to start exploring our holiday place.
I never felt any more free than I felt than on my first day in Mombasa besides my boyfriend.
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