Original Ongoing Series

Kelvin stood, stretched and yawned, then turned to grab his clothes and began to dress up. “Chaley, I’m tired. I go go.” “Yeah, I’d better go too,” Simon added, pushing himself up and gathering his clothes. “I need to get home.” “You sort my brother out?” Cole asked as he pulled his trousers on and began to button up his shirt. Simon nodded. “Yeah, its okay, I mean, I will do it. I will do it.” Cole looked at Kelvin. “You sorted man?” Kelvin nodded, “Yeah, I’m good. What ‘bout you?” Cole smiled. “I’ll be okay. Simon and me is paddies now, right,” he said as he placed his arm around Mr A___’s shoulder. Simon nodded awkwardly, then spoke. “P-p-please, don’t say anything. I beg, please. I-I mean, please I beg you.” His tone was humble and supplicating. Cole and Kelvin clearly had the upper hand, and Simon knew it. Not only was his secret exposed, but he’d behaved like a dog in heat. It was obvious and now that the sex was over the reality of the situation settled on him again. He was scared and nervous, and Cole’s enigmatic smile frightened him. “You good man, like I said. I deleted those pics. This between us. We boys, okay. Just, you know, sort me out and sort out my man here and we good.” “Yeah,” Kelvin chimed in, “everything cool, Don’t worry man, he not gon say nothing. Its cool, we cool.” Together Cole and Kelvin calmed Simon down. He nodded and smiled awkwardly. “Oh-okay, I mean, yeah, hahahaha, I mean, I will sort you boys out yeah, don’t worry.” Simon stuck out his hand towards Kelvin who took it and shook. He then did the same with Cole, who likewise shook his hand. “Well, I’m going back to work,” Cole said as he straightened himself. “You guys should go so I lock the gate.” “Oh, yeah, okay, yeah you’re right.” Simon turned to Kelvin. “I- I can drop you somewhere or...?” “Nah, man its okay, you go. Just give me something for tnt and I’m good.” Kelvin stuck out his hand. Simon dug into his wallet and pulled out several notes, that Kelvin looked at blankly. “Thanks but, its late though, and I have to get taxi or Uber by this time.” Simon swallowed and added more money. “Thanks.” “Is that it?” Cole asked pointing to the money Mr A___ had given Kelvin. “Oh, naw, he sent something to my momo already didn’t you Simon?” Simon nodded awkwardly. “Ye-yeah, I did. You got it right?” “Yeah, I got it, but...” “Yeah, I think you should top it up,” Cole interjected. “What he give you?” Kelvin held up his phone for Cole to see the message. “Five hundred Ghana? Mr A____ you can do better than that. That’s even small for you. My guy here, he is shy, he wasn’t even gonna say anything, but c’mon man.” “Ummm, okay, uhmmm... I can add, uhmmm five hundred more in addition.” Simon’s statement seemed like a question and Cole and Kelvin’s silence was his answer. Mr A___ stammered nervously and offered 600, then 700. By the time he'd finished, Mr A___ had talked himself into transferring an additional two-thousand Ghana cedi into Kelvin’s account, which, including the tnt he’d already give him, brought the total amount to almost three-thousand. Kelvin and Cole hadn't said a word. “Okay, that’s cool. Lemme escort you. You will sort me out tomorrow or you wanna do it now?” Cole asked as they began walking down the corridor. “Sort you out? I mean, what do you mean? I thought? I mean I guess....” Simon’s voice trailed off. “Oh, you didn’t hear me what I said about sorting me out before? Or you thought that one was for both of us?" Simon nodded as Cole continued, "I mean that’s cool, we paddies and all, just that hmmm, I dunno man.” By now they were standing in the car park, with Simon fidgeting awkwardly. “My momo is empty for now so I – I don’t have anything on me.”

Kelvin soon tired of stroking Simon’s dick. His own had grown hard again, so he merely pushed Simon’s head down. “Suck me baby,” he said as he leaned back against the table. Simon bent over and began sucking Kelvin’s dick. Kelvin leaned back on his elbows, his dreadlocked hair hanging back, as he closed his eyes and looked towards the ceiling. Cole continued to pound Mr A____’s ass from behind. Beneath him, Simon’s hand found its way to his dick and he picked up where Kelvin had left off – wanking himself. It was the second round for both Cole and Kelvin, and for Cole especially, wearing a condom, his already impressive stamina was extended even further. He pounded at Simon’s hole mercilessly, as he grunted and moaned on Kelvin’s dick, till saliva dripped down his balls. Beneath him, he tugged at his own dick furiously, till he couldn’t anymore. The stimulation Cole was giving him drove him over the edge and he began to shake all over, almost as if he was having a seizure. His toes gripped the floor and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Ughhhh, arghhhh, arghhhhh!” he moaned incomprehensibly as his body shook with pleasure. He came almost violently. The force of his ejaculation was almost painful. As he came, he held Kelvin’s thighs as Kelvin likewise stroked his own dick and shot cum right into Simon’s open mouth where he swallowed some without thinking, whilst the rest trickled out of his mouth. Behind him Cole continued to pound away a few minutes more until he too came, but quietly, filling the condom with his thug-boy sperms. He pulled out and staggered back to the chair that Simon had so recently occupied, while Simon himself collapsed onto the floor. “Fuck!” Simon said at last, after a couple of minutes of silence had passed. “Fuck!”

“Lean over the table Simon,” Cole told him. As he did so, he pulled another condom onto his hard-again dick and squeezed some lube onto the end of it. Cole pushed his dick into Simon’s ass. There was no resistance at all as he entered, and Simon slammed his hand against the stable. “That’s good, now try to stand up straight.” Simon tried to stand up, but remained slightly bent over. He stood straight enough however, for Kelvin to grab at his dick again as Cole began to fuck him, this time holding his waist with one hand and his shoulder with another. All the while, Kelvin tugged at his turgid lube covered dick. “Arghhh! Fuck, oh fuck, shit, Fuuuuuck! Fuuuuuck!” The words tumbled out of Simon without warning. Cole stopped fucking him briefly and leaned forward. “You want me to stop? You want me to stop?” Simon hesitated and Cole slammed his dick into Simon’s ass hard. Simon cried out in pain. “Answer me. You want me to stop?” he asked again. “N-n-no please,” Simon whispered. “You sure?” “Y-y-yes please.” “What do you want?” “I-I – I want you to fuck me.” “You sure?” Simon nodded his head vigorously. He did want it but admitting it was the last thing he wanted to do. It didn’t matter; it was what Cole (and the phone Kelvin had surreptitiously set on the table to begin recording) needed to hear. Cole began to fuck Simon again, this time more gently, as Kelvin played with his dick and twisted his tits.

Simon gasped and lay on the floor as Kelvin pulled out of his ass and finished by spraying his back with thick globules of cum that sparkled in the light against the backdrop of Simon’s dark skin. Kelvin and Cole high-fived each other over Simon’s back as they smiled. Beneath them, Simon’s dick was painfully hard. His balls ached and he wanted to stroke his dick, but he resisted the temptation. He closed his eyes and panted heavily. It was the best fuck he’d ever had, but he hadn’t come yet and he wanted to feel Cole’s dick in his ass again. The two boys found a cloth and wiped their dicks as Simon pushed himself up from the floor and tried to salvage what remained of his dignity. Cole lifted one corner of his mouth in a half-smile. “Mr _____! Bossu! You okay? Hehehe. I’m sure you be fine. Hehehe,” he chuckled while pointing with his chin at Simon’s engorged dick. “Sit down man, we cool.” Simon looked around him for a chair. He grabbed his clothes and began to pull them on when Cole stopped him by holding out his hand. “Slow bro. The night is young and so are we.” He smiled again, this time flashing a mouthful of brilliantly white teeth. Simon sat and covered his still hard dick with his clothes but said nothing. Kelvin produced a small blunt that he lit and took a puff from, then passed it to Cole, who also inhaled deeply, then blew out a large cloud of smoke that floated like a halo above his head. He held it out to Simon, who shook his head, no. Cole simply shrugged his shoulders and took another puff then passed it back to Kelvin. The two thug boys passed the smoke back and forth between them as they leaned back against a table, naked, watching Simon as he fidgeted awkwardly in the chair. Finally, Cole handed the blunt back to Kelvin for the last time and signalled Simon to stand up and come to him. Simon stood awkwardly, still holding his clothes in front of him to block the view of his still rock hard dick. “Move that shit man! Shit. We know you into it damn. Stop tryin’ to flex Mr A____. You in this shit now. May as well enjoy it.” Cole knocked the clothes from Simon’s hands. He struggled to hold onto them, then realizing the futility of it, let them drop but still kept his hands in front of him, shielding his genitals from view. “That’s better. Now stand up straight. And move your hands.” Simon cautiously moved his hands to his sides and stared at the ceiling. His dick was moderately long and thick, and pointed straight up to the ceiling. It was smooth, except for one large vein that extended from the base to the head. “Nice dick man. Why you shy? All this time, you holding back on me? Why?” Cole shrugged his shoulders. He felt shy – like a schoolboy on his first day at a new school – and intimidated by Cole, even though he was nearly ten years older than he. “Turn around.” Simon slowly turned, showing his small, flat ass to the young security guard and his friend. They watched him quietly until he had finished. “That’s good. Good. Now so, this guy fucked you. Its my turn now. Don’t worry.” Of course, Cole had fucked him already. He and Kelvin had taken turns fucking him and making him suck their dicks, but none of that mattered really – not to Simon and definitely not to Cole or Kelvin, who was enjoying the whole thing immensely. “Come closer.” It was Kelvin who spoke this time. Simon edged closer to them and stood silent, his dick erect, trying to save what little dignity remained. His effort proved futile when Kelvin reached out and grabbed his hard dick and began to twist and pull on it. Simon tried to pull back; it hurt slightly so he winced. Kelvin noticed this and reached behind him and grabbed the lube, squirted some in his hand, and grabbed Simon’s dick again. This time, Simon didn’t wince; he moaned. “Mhmmmmm.” He tried hard to suppress it but he couldn’t help it. “Wait, wait, let me do something bro,” Cole interrupted. Kelvin released Simon’s dick from his hands.

Back and forth Simon went between the two boys, sucking first one, then the other, till finally he tried to put both in his mouth at the same time. Kelvin and Cole stood side by side, each one’s arm around the other’s waist as they fed Mr A____ their hard dicks, which rubbed together in his mouth. Any pretense that he was being forced had evaporated by now as Simon shamelessly, licked and sucked the dicks of the guys before him. His own dick stood out from his body in a hard salute, jutting upwards, as he slobbered on the two thugs. “That’s good, that’s good,” Cole said as he pulled back. “I wanna taste that ass. Where the condom?” he asked Kelvin then told Simon, “turn around.” As Simon turned himself, Kelvin rustled in his bag and produced two condoms – one for Cole and one for himself to replace the one he’d slipped off earlier when Cole had first come in. Cole pulled the condom down over his hard dick, then knelt on the floor behind Simon, with one knee on the ground and one foot planted firmly beside him. He pointed his thick, hard dick at Simon’s hole, held the corporate man’s waist, then pushed inside. “Arghhhhhh!” Simon grunted, then slapped the floor with the palm of his hand. “Fuck!” Cole’s dick was a bit thicker than Kelvin’s. Simon’s ass yielded easily; he’d been loosened up already by Kelvin, and Cole’s dick was soon buried to the pubes. Cole pulled out and pushed in again, then again, then again – each time slamming his balls hard, and each time eliciting a grunt from Mr A___ who kept slapping his hand on the floor. “Come lemme give you something to quiet you, boy,” Kelvin said, holding out his as-yet naked dick to Simon. Simon leaned forward and took Kelvin’s dick in his mouth. “MMMMMM” he grunted and slapped the floor again. Simon was now impaled from both ends, and Cole and Kelvin began moving in and out, fucking Mr A____ in his mouth and ass, and paying no heed to his grunts and groans. After all, his hard dick seemed to speak louder than any complaint he might utter. Cole was gentle at first, fucking him slowly. Then he stopped and started again. Each time he pulled out, he pushed back in again hard – slow, then fast,, then faster still, each time slapping Mr A___ on his ass cheek. “Mmmph, arghhh,” Simon grunted, his mouth filled with Kelvin’s dick which snaked into his mouth, bulging his throat. Small tears dropped from his eyes as Kelvin fucked his throat mercilessly, almost as if it was a pussy. “Let’s change, okay?” Cole asked. Kelvin nodded and pulled out, then slipped a condom on. He and Cole quickly switched places, while Simon panted on the floor... “please, please, I beg, I beg,” but they paid him no mind. Soon Kelvin was pounding Simon’s ass, while holding his head back for Cole to stuff his dick into his mouth. The entire scene was erotic and while it looked as if Simon was being ‘forced’, the truth is, he was having the time of his life. It was his most erotic fantasy come true. Kelvin released Simon’s head and held his waist and began to fuck him passionately and hard, grunting and farting as he did so. Cole alternated between pushing his dick down Mr A____’s throat and rubbing his saliva covered dick all over his face. Soon, Kelvin began to squeeze his eyes and pant heavily. Cole knew that he would cum soon, so he pushed his dick into Simon’s mouth and began to wank into his mouth. “oh God! Oh God!” Simon could hardly gurgle the words. “Fuck! ::cough cough::”, but neither Kelvin or Cole paid him any heed. Instead they continued, until Kelvin grunted and cried out loudly, pressing his dick deep inside Mr A____’s ass. Cole too began to shake, and in silence pulled his dick from Mr A____’s lips and held it, only to release his cum in thick spurts all over his face and hair. “Arghhhh!” he groaned as he shook the cum from his dick. It dripped down Simon’s face, hair and lips onto the floor.

“So what’s up?” Cole made a kissing motion with his mouth then bit his lip as he looked at Mr A_____. Kelvin licked his lips. ‘Cole is so fine’ he thought to himself as he watched his friend unsnap the button on his trouser with one hand. His dick print was clearly visible through the fabric. Simon also noticed the dick print and unconsciously licked his lips. Though he was nervous, and somewhat angry, he was incredibly turned on by the whole thing. Getting used by two thug boys was a fantasy he had wanked to many times. He could hardly believe it was actually happening. He felt his dick growing harder as Cole untucked his starched shirt from his ash-grey trousers. Cole wasn’t just any thug guy; Simon had had a thing for him every since he’d started working there, though he hated to admit it. “Come ‘ere”, Cole said to Simon. Simon glanced at Kelvin, as if seeking permission. Kelvin smirked and nodded his head. Simon then walked tentatively towards Cole. “Kneel.” Cole’s voice was firm, though not harsh; Simon knelt in front of the young security guard obediently. “Okay, now you finish opening it.” Cole moved his hand away from his trouser leaving Mr A____ to unzip him. Kelvin, already undressed, moved closer. “Don’t be shy; go ahead,” Kelvin added. Simon swallowed then tugged on Cole’s zipper and opened his trouser. He tugged at the sides of the trouser, pulling them down, as Cole continued to unbutton and removed first his white shirt, then his singlet, exposing his smooth muscled chest. Simon swallowed again, as he pulled Cole’s trousers down to his feet. Cole leaned back, leaving Simon struggling to pull the trouser over his boot. “Take the shoe off first, boy.” Cole’s voice had a bit of harshness in it. “Ye-yessir,” Simon answered, surprising himself. He was scared, but his dick, no longer hidden behind his hands, was rigid. He felt more turned on than he could ever remember. He quickly unlaced Cole’s boots, then removed them, and his socks as well. He was then able to pull Cole’s trouser off. “Good job. While you down there...” Cole hesitated, then looked at Kelvin and winked. “Yes?” Kelvin looked at Cole puzzled. Cole smiled then told Simon. “Kiss my leg.” “What?” Mr A_____ was confused. Cole lifted his foot from the ground. “Kiss it.” Kelvin’s eyes grew wide; he couldn’t believe what Cole had asked the man to do. His eyes grew wider still when, after a few moments hesitation, Simon knelt down further and pressed his lips to the top of Cole’s bare foot. “Kiss the other one too.” Simon knelt and kissed Cole’s other foot. He felt so humiliated by the act – degraded really – but also turned on. He closed his eyes and kissed Cole’s foot again, this time without being asked. “Don’t forget my boy. Kiss his too.” Simon turned himself and kissed the top of Kelvin’s, sock-clad foot. “Take his sock off first man, damn, you stupid.” “S-s-sorry.” Cole pulled Kelvin’s socks off then knelt and kissed his feet as well. His dick was so hard it hurt. “Good, now suck his dick like you was doing before. Lemme see it good.” Simon sat up, and grabbed Kelvin’s dick, leaned forward, and began to lick it, tentatively. “Ah, Mr A_____, I said suck it. You playin’. Suck that dick baby.” Simon took Kelvin’s dick further into his mouth and began bobbing his head back and forth. “Suck him man, get it in.” Cole pushed Simon’s head forward, until Kelvin’s dick pressed fully into his throat, and held it. “Shit!” Kelvin exclaimed. “Feels good, damn!” Cole moved his hand and Simon pulled back and began sucking Kelvin’s dick in earnest. He needed no ‘encouragement’ now. As he sucked him, drips of saliva began to fall from his lips onto the floor. “That’s good, that’s good. Now come suck me.” Cole pulled Simon off Kelvin’s dick and pushed his dick into his face. Simon eagerly grabbed it and began sucking him; he’d imagined doing it many times. Now it was happening for real.

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“Its okay. Don’t say shit about this to nobody.” Cole pulled his finger across his lips as if zipping them. “You cool now?” Kelvin asked. Mr A nodded tentatively. “Yeah, I guess so. No more pictures though.” “I promise,” Cole said holding up his hand. “Okay, okay.” Kelvin winked at Cole who smirked back at him.

“Calm down, calm down Simon,” Cole emphasized his name as he lowered the phone. “We’re cool here. I guess you’re just a little surprised. Don’t worry. I’m not going to say anything.” Mr A’s eyes flashed as he held his hands in front of him, blocking the view of his still hard dick. He didn't want to admit that the whole thing was turning him on. “What do you want? Is it a blackmail? Fuck!” “Calm down, sir. It’s fine. I don’t think its anything like that.” Kelvin added, seeking to calm Mr A. “Oh, nah, not like that,” Cole added. “I don’t know you know wassup, you barb? Like I ain’t know you into guys like dat.” “I’m, I’m not. It’s not like that. I mean…” Cole held up the phone. “Man, its cool, you ain’t gotta pretend. Its all on video.” “Delete that, I beg. Shit! Shit! What do you want, please delete it, please.” he pleaded. “Okay, okay be cool man. I’ll delete it here, see.” Cole held out the phone to Mr A, and started to delete the pictures he had taken then stopped. “But wait, I mean, I think we need to have some arrangement, if I’mma delete the pics and all.” “A-a-arrangement? What you mean? Money?” “I’m just saying, I mean, I don’t know what you got with him, but…” Cole shook his head and licked his lips. “Look like he enjoying.” He smiled at Kelvin who smiled back. “What you saying? You want money? What is it?” Mr A said, seeming now to calm down a bit. “I think he saying something like a threesome, or…?” Kelvin intervened. Cole nodded. “Yeah, exactly. I mean, money too dey. But the eating too. All be enjoyment. I go keep your secret but…” “No, no, no.. I dunno about that.” Mr A shook his head. Kelvin pulled him to the side and spoke to him in a quiet voice. “Look boss, this guy seem cool. Why you worried? It just a surprise something. We all boys here and he ain’t go do nothing. Look I’ll make sure he delete the thing okay. Just be cool. You might even enjoy.” Mr A, looked back at Cole who was scrolling through his phone calmly, then back at Kelvin – as if seeking support and guidance. “You sure?” “Yeah, mean it will be cool. It might even be fun. He’s cute anyway, look at him. I bet he get nice dick. Just go with it. It'll be fine.” Mr A was nervous, but nodded his head cautiously. “Okay, okay that’s cool but you gotta delete it okay?” Cole replied, “I promise I will. I will even let you delete it and go through my phone. I can’t mess up my boss like dat.” Cole held out the phone to Mr A, who took it and scrolled through, deleting all the pictures he could find. He then looked up at Cole. “Go ahead, look through. Its cool.” Mr A looked at the phone then looked back at Cole and handed him the phone.

Kelvin closed his eyes and threw back his head. Mr A was good – better than he expected. Kelvin had to concentrate so that he wouldn’t cum early. He pulled Mr A off his dick. “Hey daddy, slow down. You go make me cum.” “Your dick so damn sweet, I’m wet. Damn, you so sexy.” “Ok daddy, lemme see that ass den.” Mr A tugged on his boxers, pulling them down without pulling away from Kelvin’s engorged dick. He stood briefly, allowing the boxers to fall to his feet then executed a full turn, so that Kelvin could see him. His body was compact; he wasn't especially tall. In fact he was rather average in height and had a small pot-belly, like most young executives. His dick, while not long, was thick and protruded furiously from his body. His ass was flat and firm, with only a hint of curve. Kelvin smacked his ass and told him to bend over the desk. “Where the condom and lube?” “Is there,” Mr A replied, pointing to a drawer. Kelvin didn't care. He'd brought his own. The question was a signal for Cole, who had long ago come to stand outside the door. “Is okay, I bring some,” Kelvin replied. He made a lot of noise as he went for the condom and lube, intentionally so, so that Cole could slip into the room. Kelvin’s eyes met Cole’s as he positioned himself in hiding to begin snapping pictures and taking video whilst hidden from Mr A’s view. Kelvin slipped a condom onto his dick then poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers that he then pressed into Mr A’s ass. Mr A gasped. “Fuck! Fuck yeah, shit!” Kelvin fingered him as he moaned, pushing his ass further and further out. "Shit feels good, yeah." After a few moments, Kelvin held his dick at tne base and pushed it into Mr A’s ass and began fucking him, slowly. Mr A's mouth gaped open as Kelvin fucked him. From his hiding place, Cole videoed silently for a few minutes, then quietly slipped outside the room and immediately re-opened the door, making a lot of noise in the process. “What the fuck! Shit! What is this?” Mr A shouted as he scrambled away from Kelvin who had a dumbfounded look on his face. Cole held his phone aloft, seeming to record everything. “Yeah, good question. What the fuck is this, Simon?” Cole asked sarcastically. “I’m sure Aunty Grace will have the same question when she sees this.” “Shit! Shit! No no no no. What is this? Oh fuck! You set me up. You set me up. Fuck! Wait wait wait…” Mr A’s words tumbled out of his mouth as he scrambled to cover his hard dick from view of the camera. Kelvin merely shrugged at the accusation. He had kicked Mr A's trousers and boxers far away and he could do nothing to protect himself from view other than use his hands. “Wait I can explain, wait. Stop, put the camera down. Fuck!”

Around 6pm, Mr A sent a message to Kelvin asking him to come. Kelvin delayed; he wanted to hear from Cole first, because Cole needed to set things up for them. By 7pm, Kelvin got the message and by 7:15 Kelvin had arrived. Cole opened the gate for him, and went through the formal protocol of calling Mr A’s office to allow Kelvin to enter. Kelvin disappeared into the building and Cole retreated into the security building where he watched the security cameras. He watched as Mr A met Kelvin and escorted him into the building, up the stairs to his office into which they disappeared. Before he’d entered the building, Kelvin had called Cole on the phone, so that Cole could listen in on his conversation with Mr A. even after he had disappeared into the office, out of sight of the cameras. Mr A: Wow you’re a fine boy, or man I should say. Kelvin: Thanks Dad. Mr A: You’re the daddy. You look better than your pics. You want something to drink? Kelvin: Thank you no please. Mr A: Okay, give me a few minutes. Kelvin: Okay. Are we staying here or…? Mr A: Yes, I mean, no, yes, well here but not here. There is another room I will take you there in a minute. Did the security guard ask anything? Kelvin: He just told me to sign in, that’s all. Mr A: Okay that’s fine. The call then ended; Kelvin had accidentally pressed it, terminating the call. Cole waited impatiently for Kelvin to signal him so he would know when to come. The minutes ticked by; Cole was nervous and impatient, then he saw Kelvin and Mr A enter the corridor on the video camera. He watched as they climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor and entered the unused office where he’d discovered them before. He waited a few minutes more then his phone rang again – it was Kelvin. He answered the phone, but heard nothing, but muffled sounds, then more clearly heard Mr A’s voice. “Damn boy you got a nice body,” Mr A said. “Thanks Dad. Can I see yours too?” Mr A unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his singlet, then removed that as well. “You like it?” he asked. Kelvin nodded. “Daddy you got a nice body. Come here.” Kelvin gestured to Mr A, who came closer to him. He embraced Mr A and slid his hands down over his flat ass. “Nice.” “I don’t have ass oooo.” “I like it like that.” Kelvin began tugging at Mr A’s trouser then stopped. “Is it safe?” Kelvin asked, looking around. “Oh yeah, its fine. We’re the only people here.” “What about the security guy.” “Don’t worry, its fine.” Mr A unbuckled his trousers and slid them down, leaving only his boxers. His hard dick tented them. Kelvin felt it through the material, but Mr A pushed his hand away. “Lemme see you.” Kelvin wore jogging shorts. He pulled them down readily, including his boxers. His dick, thick and semi-hard, lay temptingly between his legs. Mr A stroked the soft hairs on Kelvin’s thighs as he knelt down. “Nice dick,” he said as he knelt, then grabbed Kelvin’s dick and began to lick it up and down. Kelvin’s dick hardened and lengthened as Mr A licked it up and down, then as he swallowed it. Kelvin gasped and placed his hands on Mr A’s head. “Fuck!”

Cole befriended the delivery driver. Fortunately for him, they already had a positive vibe so it wasn’t difficult. They were close in age and, Cole discovered, from the same hometown. Thus a bit of money plus some beer was all it took for the driver to open up and admit that he’d been fucking Mr A, though he had only done so twice so far. According to him, it was strictly a financial affair, and the moto rider didn’t have any interest in Mr A at all. So far as he was concerned, it was a gay for pay situation, and he cared less about “dat foolish man” as he called him. It was common for him to be propositioned by some of his customers, both men and women, and so far as the money was good, he cared less about anything else. “I get the enjoyment plus some coins. Ghana hard – I no go say no sekoff somebro tink e be a gay sometin. Da fuq money is money shiddd!.” From him Cole also learned that Mr A had a secret social media account that he used to meet guys, though he had met him through his normal work as a delivery driver. “Adey send food to ein house more times, den one time I send am and she not there so I talk plus am, and he dey talk one two, so I dey play like I dunno wetin he dey talk buh las las, he give me money to suck me, said he wan try thug boy dick, so me dier I allow. Since den, if he wan suck dick he call me or sometime pick me to come and suck me. Is just two times adey eat am.” Cole passed the information on to Kelvin who used this information to set up an account of his own. It wasn’t hard to find Mr A, and Kelvin was just his type: slim, thuggish, and muscular with dreadlocked hair. Kelvin knew just how to chat to get and keep Mr A’s attention. In only two days’ time, he’d already gotten Mr A to send him money. Kelvin frequently forwarded screenshots of the chats between him and Mr A to Cole and they had a good time laughing over it. Within five days time Mr A was begging Kelvin to ‘let me have a taste of that sexy D’ and soon after that, ‘I want to have you as my guy’. He promised to take care of him and assured him that his wife wouldn’t have to know. Kelvin and Cole had been fraud boys, so they knew well how to manipulate guys to get what they wanted. Sometimes, they would even chat with Mr A from the security building, whilst he was still in the office. He’d send Kelvin picture of his ass bent over the desk in the office or from inside the washroom. They were careful though to never let Mr A see Kelvin, or to give any hint that Cole and Kelvin knew one another. Meanwhile, Mr A’s attitude towards Cole remained arrogant and dismissive. He readily insulted him and spoke down to him. Cole kept his cool, maintaining a façade of politeness, event though he was angry to the core. Mostly this was for the sake of his wife, Grace, who was so sweet and kind to Cole that he sometimes had second thoughts about frauding him. “Well, I won’t expose him in any case. I won’t hurt his wife like that.” “Cole, you work today or tonight?” Kelvin messaged his friend. “Yeah, I do, buh I’m not there now,” he replied. “Whup?” “Tonight be the night we go do am or??” “What you mean? You go meet am?” “Yeah, he say I should come office, he go meet me for dere after hours. Is it cool or..?” “Aw yeah, is cool. They travelled for a meeting so dat’s why. Nobody dey the office except him plus some few people, so dats why he said tonight.” “Cool, ago rep by 6 okay, or I should wait?” “Yeah, you wait small den I go bell you when you should come. He no go go anywhere.” So the trap was set.

“My mouth ain’t smelling, boy,” Cole replied. “It do smell, like you been eating ass. Who ass you been eating?” “You wish it was yours I know!” “Well, you ain’t kissing me with that smelling mouth. Anyway, we ain’t talking about that.” “You serious, I should fuck him?” “Yeah, why not? Dat way he definitely can’t deny it plus you get some of his fat ass.” “Fat ass? Bro, he ain’t got ass, or you don’t know.” Kelvin shrugged. He hadn’t actually met Mr A, or seen him at all really, except from a distance. “I dunno, I was just saying. I dun know him.” At that Cole clapped his hands together. “Dassit! He don know you.” “Yeah, and so?” “He don know you, bro. So you can meet him up, then I come in an get some pics.” “You already got a video; what you need pics for? “I want to catch him in the act, so he can’t deny, then I fuck him so I delete the pics. Meanwhile I still have the video and get money from him later.” “Ahh, double pay-out!” “Yeah, you know. Then he will have to give you money too and give me something, then I stop this fucking work.” Kelvin raised his hand to give his friend a high-five, then pulled him in for a quick kiss. “You deserve a peck for this one,” he said after the kiss. They laughed then continued to talk about their plan, until Cole dozed off to sleep with his head resting on Kelvin’s shoulder. The next day they began setting their plan into motion.

The two friends sat quietly for a while in the silence of the security building contemplating what to do about Cole’s discovery. There had to be some way to use it for their advantage. Cole’s initial idea was to reveal his secret to his wife, and get some money out of it, but Kelvin pointed out that even if he could get Mr A to pay some money to cover the thing up, he could still do something against Cole to get back at him. After all, he had connections that Cole lacked, and could even have him killed in retaliation. “Besides,” he added, “you don’t want to do that to his wife and mess up his marriage like dat. You don’t know what demma arrangement is. She might already know. Not to mention the okada guy. He go catch stray bullet from dat.” “She don’t know. She think he fucking a lady. Man I hate that guy.” Cole sulked. “The way he talk to me and all. He be some forkin’ guy.” “Yeah, but you can’t do that to his family man. It not right. You can’t tell his wife.” “His wife already suspect him –.” “Bro you can’t do that.” Kelvin cut him off emphatically. Cole knew he was right. “You right, bro, but how we go get him?” Kelvin scratched his head then shook out his short dreads as Cole asked the question. “I don’t have to tell the wife. I will just tell that I will tell her, das all.” “Naw that ain’t gon work, if you ain’t got proof. And are you ready to show him that video?” “I will show him dassor. I will show him and make him pay give me, simple.” “Yeah, okay.” Kelvin nodded. “He will pay.” A slight smile crept across Kelvin’s face. “Buh bro, why don’t you get some of that ass first?” “What you mean?” “Abi you know dada. You already know he like dick. Instead of getting money from him, fuck him – or maybe I will say get both, the ass and the money.” Kelvin pushed his locks back from his face. His full lips twisted into a smile. “Damn you look cute, bro,” Cole said and leaned towards Kelvin to give him a kiss. “Man, get off nigha. Your smelling mouth, nobody wan kiss you, kwasia!” Kelvin pushed Cole away as the two boys laughed together.

Season 7: Episode 5 Security Conscious Part 2

Cole yawned broadly as he opened the gate the next morning. He was tired, but still had a day’s work ahead of him, as Mr Twum had travelled, and he had agreed to cover his shift. Soon after unlocking the gate, Mr A entered, with a scowl on his face, and parked his car. “Come here,” Mr A called to Cole gruffly, motioning him towards his car. Cole walked over, stifling a yawn. “Sir?” “Take these boxes from the boot of the car and send them up to my office,” Mr A spoke in a short rude tone. He hadn’t even bothered to give Cole a proper greeting. Cole frowned slightly, then moved to the back of the car to unload the items. “Where is Edward? Isn’t he supposed to be here?” Mr A asked as he watched Cole unload the things. Cole didn’t answer; he was sure that Mr Twum hadn’t gotten permission to be absent, and he didn’t want to cause trouble for the old man. “I’m sure he is coming,” he replied finally. Mr A grunted, then walked into the building. Cole followed behind carrying two of the boxes. He would have to come back for the other two. “Hello Cole...” Cole paused as he heard the pleasant voice of Mrs A___. He hadn’t seen her sitting at the passenger side of the car. He bent over slightly to greet her. “Ok good morning madame, I mean, good morning Aunty Grace.” She smiled politely. “Well, I won’t correct you this time. How are you Cole?” “Please I’m fine Aunty Grace. How are you too?” “I’m fine. Oh, don’t let me keep you. Go ahead and take the boxes up. I will talk to you when you get back though.” Cole nodded and carried the boxes into the building and hurried back to get the other two. He was surprised to see Mrs A. She normally didn’t come in the mornings, when she came at all, so this was unusual. “Aunty Grace,” he said at last, having finished his task. “Good morning once again. Please, how are you?” She smiled. “I’m fine as I said,” she answered as she stepped out of the car and walked towards the gate, accompanied by Cole. They continued to exchange pleasantries, then she lowered her voice as they grew closer to the gate. “You remember what I talked to you about, right?” In fact, Cole had forgotten all about it. He had never seen Mr A with any woman, so almost as soon as she'd asked him to keep his eyes on the ground, he’d practically ignored what Mrs A, that is Aunty Grace, had asked him to do. There was nothing to be concerned about. Her question, however, reminded him, and suddenly it occurred to him what had been keeping Mr A occupied, to the worry of Aunty Grace wasn’t a woman at all. “Oh, Aunty, no I didn’t forget, no please. There just isn’t anything to say as at now, please.” He spoke confidently, assuring her that there was no lady taking the attention of her husband. She was pleased to hear this but a but suspicious. She knew there was something happening, so she asked him to continue keeping his eyes open, which he of course agreed to do. Shortly after, another car arrived to pick her to work – a colleague she said. Cole nodded and accepted another wad of cash from her. As he did so, a sinister thought entered his mind.

“Bro what you go do?” Kelvin’s message flashed unanswered across the screen. Truthfully, Cole had no idea what to do. The information was too shocking and unexpected. “Bro I’ve no idea” he messaged back. He shook his head and put the phone down. A few minutes later Kelvin called. Over the next hour the two friends talked together, about the surprising turn of events. There had been no clue at all that Mr A was gay – and definitely not the delivery driver, who was a thug. “Then again” Kelvin reminded Cole, “so are we.” They talked a while longer, then Cole ended the call; his head ached, and he needed to think. It was true; neither Kelvin or Cole gave off any hint of being interested in guys, and mostly, they weren’t. They had been friends for years, and both had girlfriends or had had them in the past. And since they started ‘playing’ together, neither of them had been with other guys, except when they had a threesome, as they had with Sir Kojo Trumu. Cole smiled as he thought about that memory. “Nah, we not gay,” he said to himself aloud, as if to convince himself. Another memory flashed across his mind, of a time when another guy was paying a lot of attention to Kelvin. He and Kelvin hadn’t been getting along then, and had not spent much time together, but when he learned that this other guy was hanging out with Kelvin, he’d felt intensely angry and sad, and a little fearful – jealous really, but he had never admitted that is how he felt. That incident had resulted in a fight between Cole and the other guy. Then there was the time that Kelvin complained that Cole was spending too much time hanging out with a particular guy he played football with. Cole had ended up breaking the friendship with him to keep Kelvin happy. Since then, they’d mostly only hung out with each other – so much so that their girlfriends often complained about it – but ladies complain about everything, or at least so they told themselves. Cole smiled slightly as he thought about Kelvin. A day never went by that they didn’t talk, or text, or see one another, and Cole couldn’t imagine ever being separated from Kelvin. “Bros for life” is what they called each other. Cole smiled again as he leaned back in his chair. His smile then faded as he thought again about what to do about Mr A. He texted Kelvin – even though they’d just finished talking – to discuss the matter further.

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“Fuck!” Mr A____ groaned, slamming his hand on the table. Cole jumped slightly; the noise had frightened him and for a moment he panicked, thinking that perhaps he would be caught. He needn’t have worried however. The driver was too focused on Mr A__’s ass to notice anything else, and very soon, the only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of fucking, and of Mr A___ groaning and moaning, and periodically slapping the table with his hand. “Ah fuck, fuck!” Mr A_ exclaimed after some few minutes. His legs were shaking. The driver never slowed his pace, although Mr A____ told him too. Cole, nervous and scared, put his phone away and stepped back into the corridor. He’d seen enough. He walked quickly down the stairs, carefully, to avoid making any sound, then, once outside ran to the security building. “Jesus!” he exclaimed once he got inside. He shook his head hard. He could hardly believe what he had seen. “Simon A_ is gay?” he said aloud to himself, then shook his head again. He simply couldn’t believe it. He opened his camera, then played back the video – it wasn’t too long, a little more than 10 minutes, but it was long enough, and clear enough both in audio and video for there to be no mistake. Cole quickly messaged Kelvin – ‘bro, bro, bro BRO... man chaley, I have to show you something but not now. I go bell you. Don’t call okay. Bro!’ He sat back in his chair and instead of reading the message Kelvin sent in return, simply attached the video and sent it to him. A few minutes later, Kelvin replied: WHAT THE !!!!!?????? It was then that Cole noticed Mr A____’s car was still parked in the compound, and furthermore the delivery driver’s moto. About 15 minutes later, he noticed the driver emerging from the office. Cole slunk back into his chair, hiding himself from view; he didn't want either of them to see him. The driver sat on his moto and Mr A__ followed him to open the gate, then re-entered the building. About 10 minutes after that, Mr A___ departed. “What the fuck?” Cole said to himself again. “Damn!”

Cole walked quietly, but quickly through the office, shutting off lights in some rooms, locking and securing doors, and otherwise ensuring that things were well in hand. He climbed the stairs to the first floor, then passed by Mr A____’s office. It was dark and the door was locked. Cole frowned slightly. ‘Hmph, I thought he was still here. I guess he left when I wasn’t looking,” he thought to himself. He checked a few more rooms, locking them as he went, then climbed the stairs again to the top floor. Hardly any offices were located on this level, and usually Mr Twum performed only a cursory check. In fact, the only fully occupied rooms were a conference room, another office that was used by one of the directors whenever he was in town, his secretary’s office, and a sparsely furnished room that served as something of a makeshift storage area. Every other room was not even finished, much less in use. Cole’s rubber soled shoes made no sound as he did his checks. He’d nearly finished everything and had begun walking back towards the stairs when he noticed the door to the makeshift office was standing partially open. He stepped back to close it, when something from inside caught his eye. He quickly scooted back, then peered into the room more carefully. The lights inside the room were off, but light from outside the bare windows provided more than enough illumination for Cole to see everything clearly. From inside the room, Cole heard voices, murmuring softly. From his vantage point in the dark corridor, Cole could see clearly the delivery driver leaned back against a table, his head thrown back. His shirt was pulled up behind his neck, exposing his firm muscled body, and his jeans were piled at his feet. Before him knelt the figure of Mr A______, enthusiastically moving his head back and forth. Cole’s mouth dropped open, and his eyes widened. He slid back cautiously. Although where he stood was in no way visible to either of them, he didn't want to risk it. “Mhmmm, yeah, suck that, mhmmmm...” Cole heard the driver moan softly. “You like that, daddy?” Cole heard Mr A____ say. Cole covered his mouth in surprise. In the quiet dark, their voices, though soft, could be clearly heard. “Yeah I like it. I no say you should stop.” The delivery driver’s voice was firm, and Cole heard slurping sounds and moaning. As he listened, he could hardly believe his ears. ‘I gotta tell Kelvin this,’ he thought. Quickly he pulled out his phone to record, then hesitated. He wasn’t sure the light would be enough; he looked into the room again, then carefully disabled the camera light on his phone. ‘It’ll be good enough,’ he thought to himself. He slid forward, then pointed the phone into the room. The couple came clearly into view, though neither of them saw him. Just as he thought, the light in the room was enough, and from the angle at which he stood, it was quite obvious what was going on. No one could deny that Mr A____ was on his knees giving the young delivery driver, a bj. Cole held his breath as he filmed; his hands shook with nervous excitement, as he watched the scene unfold through the lens of his camera phone. “Yeah, baby, get up and gimme that ass,” the driver said. Cole watched as Mr A____ stood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand then loosened his trousers and leaned over the table. He held his ass cheeks apart with his hands. “Where’s the cream?” the driver asked. “Its there – in the bag.” The driver stepped out of the frame for a moment; his hard firm body and rock hard dick were clearly visible. Cole heard rustling, as if someone were going through a bag of some kind searching for something, then the driver stepped fully back into the frame and squeezed something from a tube onto his dick, then smeared more onto Mr A____’s ass. Cole watched as the driver held Mr A_____’s ass cheeks apart, then slowly pushed his dick inside.