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RAHEEM AND OUR TOXICITY PT 2
by Omofineboy
26 Aug 2025
A few days after the last fiasco with Raheem, I found myself alone in the house, cooking and missing Maria’s company. I finished my house chores and ran all my errands. When I was done cooking lunch, I settled down to watch the reality drama Real Housewives of Atlanta with a cup of Turkish coffee. The peaceful atmosphere was shattered when the doorbell rang shrilly. As I was not expecting anyone, I strained my ears then heard the second one. I wondered who could be outside. Reluctantly I went and opened the door and there stood Henry in a tight white T-shirt and a matching tennis shorts “Hi, Sadeeq,” he smiled, his handsome face lighting up and his teeth gleaming like pearls. “Oh, hello Henry. Sorry I wasn't expecting anyone,” I returned his smile. “I'm sorry to badge in on you. I lost my key at the tennis club,” he said apologetically . I arched my eyebrows, “You didn't go to work?” “No, I took a two week break so that I could travel to Caracas to be with Maria. May I come in?” “Oh, please come in, come in. Do forgive my manners,” I smiled widely. I tied the sash of a short house coat, Not before Henry's eyes fell on my thin black underwear that showed the outline of my fat cock. He quickly averted his gaze but I thought I saw a twinge of interest on his face. “Care for a beer?” I offered, closing the door. “Oh, that would be wonderful. My throat is as parched as a Sahara desert’s camel”. That was one thing I loved about Henry. He was always poetic. I went to the refrigerator and brought two cans of Budweiser. As I came back from with the beers, I caught him staring at me with a strange expression on his face He quickly masked it. I gave him his beer and our knuckles touched. A spark passed across and we looked into each other's eyes. His eyes were dark and watery. He smiled again, licking his lower lip. If not that he's a hetrosexual dude, I'd have sworn he was flirting with me.
I sat opposite him, with my legs crossed. We engaged in sundry discussions that touched on his work, family and world politics. I noticed the furtive glances he cast on me and the subtle flirty jabs he threw now and then. I didn't consider anything untoward until I heard a car door slam outside and I excused myself and went to the window to check if it was my man. Thankfully, he wasn't the one. A delivery van just had a flat tyre in front of our house and the driver came down to fix the tyre.
As I was about to turn around, Henry's body blocked me. I stood rooted to the spot. I felt his warm breathing behind my neck. I stiffened and his muscular arms encircled me. I felt his hard shaft pressing my buttocks. “I have been waiting for a chance to have you alone with me,” he whispered seductively. “What…Henry. What in the world…?” I tried to stay calm but my heart raced.
He turned me around, his strong arms pulled me to him and his mouth covered mine. I was so shocked I just stood like a statue. He ground his arousal against mine as his tongue pried into my mouth. I held my breath. I felt my manhood stiffening. I closed my eyes savouring the delicious kiss. I melted into his warm and strong embrace. His kiss deepened and his desire was too obvious. His hands grabbed mine and urged me to hold him tight. I did but common sense nicked me. “We shouldn't…” I managed to say weakly, but kissed him back. “Maria…Raheem..”I protested unconvincingly “Shhhh. Please Sadeeq, I have been lonely and have been having the hots for you. Each time I see you with Raheem, I wish we could trade places.” “But you are not gay, Henry,” I disengaged and stood a few metres away from him. He looked disappointed. His erection was so huge it looked comical. He didn't bother to hide it. “You can see the effect you have on me.” “But you are not gay,” Henry, I repeated pointedly. “This isn't about being gay. I don't put labels on anything. This is just me and you comforting and loving each other. He crossed the gap and he embraced me again. Half of myself wanted this passionate man to love me with all his might, body and soul. The other half warned me about the imminent consequences. I threw caution to the wind, my heart racing, I wrapped my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately.
We fell on the sofa with him on top of me. Our mouths still glued to each other, we caressed each other's bodies with the urgency of two sailors from a long furlough. I felt his heat entering my soul. He removed his top,I removed my housecoat and bare myself naked to him. He quickly removed his shorts and voila! His black, veiny cock throbbing like an anaconda was eager to ravish me. He fell on top of me and we continued our foreplay in an alien hunger. I held his big erection and it throbbed in my trembling hands. His hard chest grizzly caressed mine. Our cocks were wet with our precum. I cupped his big, round testicles and he groaned audibly. I slid my finger between his ass crack and played around his sensitive asshole area. He bucked his hairy ass and moaned. I opened my legs and he grabbed his thick cock in readiness to enter me.
That's when we heard Raheem’s car pulling over. I quickly pushed Henry away and told him to use the backdoor to go home. He wanted to say something but thought better of it. He quickly dressed up and walked out through the kitchen. I heard the backdoor closing. I arranged myself and sat waiting for Raheem's entrance. When he didn't come in after a few minutes, I went to the window and peeped. He was talking to the guy fixing his tyre. Then both men started walking toward the house. I didn't want the stranger to see me in my short housecoat so I quickly ran into the shower. Raheem opened the bedroom door and called: “Sadeeq, I'm home. We have a guest. Please bring refreshments.”
Water from the showering pipe cascaded on me as I hunched on my knees in the bathroom. I gathered my thoughts. Since I had met Raheem, I never entertained any thought of cheating on him. Much less with a friend who happened to be our neighbour.
I dressed up and joined Raheem. I served them some refreshments and left the two men so that I could fix our meal. After a while, the man left and Raheem joined me in the kitchen just as I put the electric burner off. He hugged me from behind and the evidence of his hard maleness was clear on my soft ass. His hands found my limp dick and he squeezed gently. He bit my left earlobe gently and my body went on fire. I tried to turn around but he bent me on top of the kitchen board. He pushed his trousers down to his ankles and pulled mine half down. His hands left my dick and he spread my asscheeks open. I felt the head of his cock trying to enter me. When it couldn't, he spat on his fingers and wet the head of his cock. He entered me and filled me with a sharp shove. “Ahhh. I had been thinking of you all day…” His breath became heavier and heavier each time he pounded me in and out. I couldn't help but respond with moans of pleasure. He did things to me with his sugar stick. Tears ran down my cheeks. I loved this sweet bastard but I also wanted to taste what Henry had to offer. So, I closed my eyes and pretended it was Henry's cock impaling my hot man pussy. Raheem felt my body surrendering. He increased the speed of his thrusts, jerking my ramrod stiff penis. His hard prick hit bottom and my cum spattered on the tiled kitchen floor. He let go and with a hard final thrust, he released his hot semen deep inside me. We shuddered together and enjoyed the sweet afterglow.
We showered together and made love again after we finished eating our meal. As we lay on the bed, his arms around me, he showered me with soft kisses. “I love you”, he whispered. “I love you too, Raheem.” I replied. “Please don't ever leave me,” he pleaded sleepily. “I don't intend to, ever,” I replied passionately and kissed him on his dropping eyelids. “Thank you for loving me,” he drifted into a contented sleep, snoring softly. My throat constricted. My heart felt heavy.
I loved my man, I wouldn't lie. I also wanted to taste what Henry wanted to give. I knew having sex with Henry would be just a one time thing. Henry loved Maria, and Raheem loved me. I needed to know how another man's cock would feel. Raheem and I were both virgins when we first made love. I never knew or suspected if he'd ever cheated on me. I never even contemplated or wanted to know if. However, what I didn't know would not kill me. I didn't want to know if he had cheated on me. So I rationalized that though we were exclusive lovers, we weren't a married couple. Straying just once would not make the sky fall. I decided I would taste that big, black phallus Henry next door harboured. Then, I would bear the consequences. Hey, we only lived once. What would be, let it be. I'd been docile for a long time. It's about time I took control of my life. With that thought, I scooched down to Raheem's knees and started licking his flaccid cock. Immediately my tongue started lapping him, his gigantic male member sprang into life. I smiled inwardly. He sighed and I bobbed my head up and down giving him the blow job he always loved so much.
My man…….
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