Sex Slave

1.

My name is Jabu. I was born in England but am of African descent. I’m gay and love being fucked, preferably by older men. When I was sixteen my father caught me looking at gay porn. He went ballistic and I thought he was going to kill me.

“No son of mine is queer” he shouted, loud enough for the neighbours to hear. The council flat we lived in had thin walls and I could frequently hear the couple next door having sex through my bedroom wall. “Get out, now. I never want to see you again” he shouted even louder.

I looked at him and grinned. “You’re so fucking ignorant” I replied. “Yeah, I’ll leave. I’m fucking fed up with your bigotry.” It wasn’t the first time he’d made his views clear about things that were not the norm. I casually removed a holdall that I’d already filled with items I’d need when this time came, because I knew it would sooner or later, and added the final items, including the little money I’d saved from guys who wanted to fuck me. He watched me walk out of my bedroom with holdall on my shoulder. As I walked into the hallway, I noticed his wallet. For some inexplicable reason, he always left it on the hall table. I grabbed it, removed the money, which wasn’t much, and tossed the empty wallet onto the floor behind me. I had no idea if he saw me, but I didn’t care.

“Where are you going?” my mother asked.

“Father don’t want me anymore. Bye mum” I replied as I closed the front door.

As I walked down the road, I hadn’t a clue where I was going, although I knew it would be far away from Leicester where my father lived. When I reached the main road, I made my way towards the station.

“Want a lift, Jabu?” a man called through an open window of his car. I stopped to look inside and recognised the guy. I’d met him a few days before whilst in the park one evening. It was a good place to pick up guys. His name was Ian and thirty-four years old.

“I’m going to the station.”

“Hop in” he grinned hardly believing his luck. “Where you off to?”

“London” I replied, having decided that’s where I wanted to go.

“Whereabouts?”

“No idea. My father has chucked me out. Caught me watching gay porn” I laughed.

“Fuck” he laughed. “Come back to my place. It’s getting late. We can have some fun, eat, and spend the night together. I’ll drive you to the station tomorrow morning. Better to arrive in London in the daytime if you’ve got nowhere to go.”

“Thanks” I replied having decided his plan made sense. “It’ll cost you” I grinned. “An all-night fuck isn’t cheap.”

He laughed. “No problem. Your arse is worth it. The wife is away until tomorrow evening.”

As we drove, his free hand reached into my crotch. I unfastened my sweatpants to give him access. He plunged his hand inside.

“Mm, nice. And no underwear” he commented as he massaged my growing cock. I’d never worn underwear. I liked the feel of my tackle hanging loose, and I’d found that guys liked it.

Within ten minutes, we’d arrived at his house. As he drove onto the drive, the up and over garage door opened and he drove inside. By the time I’d got out, the door was silently closing behind us. A light came on and he pressed me against the car.

“You’re so beautiful” he muttered before pressing his lips against mine. I could feel his hard cock pressing against mine, which was now just as hard. Without saying anything, he removed my bomber jacket and then slipped off my T-shirt.

He then removed my sweatpants along with my trainers. I was now stark naked in his garage. He rapidly removed his own clothes, bent me over the bonnet, which was still warm, and slipped his stiff cock inside me. He pumped and pumped, until he uttered the cry that indicated he was shooting ribbons of creamy cum inside my arse. I felt so happy.

“Fuck. That was so fucking good. I’ve always wanted to do that” he laughed. He picked up his clothes, unlocked a door that took us into the kitchen and invited me in. I grabbed my own clothes and followed him naked. He dumped his own clothes into a corner, so I did the same.

“Time for a gin and tonic. Want one?”

“Yeah, thanks.” I watched him pour a generous amount of gin into two glasses before adding the tonic water plus a slice of lemon.

“Let’s go into the living room. What porn were you watching?”

I told him the site I’d been on and within seconds the fifty-inch TV screen was filled with a black guy fucking a younger black guy.

“Wow, look at the size of his cock, he’s huge” he chuckled. “Fancy that up your arse?”

“Yeah, looks fucking brilliant. I assume your wife doesn’t know you’re into men” I said casually.

“Fuck, no. But I’m sure she’s having an affair with a work colleague, but it doesn’t bother me. Would you be willing to have a threesome? I know a guy who’d love to fuck your arse. His cock is almost as big as that” he added, indicating the guy’s cock on screen that was now fucking the younger guy’s arse.

“Yeah, okay, but it’ll cost him.”

Ian laughed. “You’re gonna do well in London. Plenty of guys there who will pay to fuck young guys like you.”

He grabbed his phone and called the guy. “Hi, Rob. I’ve got a gorgeous lad here who loves being fucked. Interested in a threesome?” They chatted for a few moments before Ian said, “Great, see you in half-an-hour.”

“He’s definitely interested and joining us for a meal, after which we’ll get high and have lots of great sex.”

I followed him into the kitchen and watched him prepare a meal. Nothing fancy. A ready-made meat pie, potatoes, and green beans. A trifle was for afters. The kitchen was large enough for a table, so I helped set it.

“Take it you drink wine.”

“Provided its alcohol, I drink it” I laughed. Not that I drank at home but when with other guys, I drank whatever was on offer.

The doorbell rang and Ian went to open it, hiding his nakedness behind the door as he did so.

“Hi, come on in. You’re going to love what I’ve got for you” he told Rob.

“Wow, see you’re ready for action.”

“Yep. Strip off and dump your clothes on the floor. We’re in the kitchen.”

Rob stripped and followed the naked Ian, admiring his lovely butt as he did so. He always loved fucking Ian’s arse.

“Jabu, this is Rob.”

We shook hands, admiring one another’s nakedness as we did so. Rob was certainly big in more ways than one. I felt my cock twitch with excitement as I imagined his big organ deep inside me.

After we’d finished the meal, Ian told us he’d clear everything away the following morning.

“Time to have fun” he grinned. He prepared three lines of cocaine and snorted one of them. Rob snorted his line and I followed. I’d taken cocaine before, so knew what to expect. We moved into a room which had no furniture apart from a long sofa situated along one wall, and a large TV screen on the opposite wall.

“Welcome to my sex room” Ian grinned. When I’d last met him, we used a hotel room since his wife was home. What she thought this room was for, I had no idea, unless she too was into wild sex. The floor was covered with a thick piled carpet which was very comfortable to lie on. The cocaine was beginning to take effect and I was feeling horny.

“Lay face down” Rob told me. “I wanna fuck that cute arse of yours. I love fucking a black arse.”

I loved being told what to do, so immediately obeyed. Being controlled by another guy enhanced my sexual experience. My cock was already hard, as was Rob’s. He certainly was big, and I ached to feel it inside me. I felt his big naked body straddling me and the hard cock push between my buttocks. He’d already fingered me with lube to give him an easy access.

“Yeah. He’s got a fucking gorgeous tight arse” he groaned as he slowly filled me up. The TV was now on, so I turned my head to watch a guy fucking another, groaning as he serviced the guy beneath him. Ian offered me a bottle of poppers, so I took it and sniffed the vapour. My head suddenly started spinning. My whole body felt wonderful as Rob’s big cock plunged back and forth like a piston, a grunt uttered by him with each thrust.

Whilst he fucked, Ian straddled my head so my mouth could suck his cock, which was fully erect and ripe for a blow job. I went slowly at first but when Rob increased the pace of fucking me, I sucked harder.

I lost all sense of time, but eventually, Rob was yelling that he was coming. He was now pumping my arse with vigour, and I loved every second. As he commenced filling my arse with cum, Ian climaxed into my mouth.

Once spent, both guys relaxed but I still had a big cock up my arse and another in my mouth.

“Wow. That was fucking brilliant” Rob exclaimed.

“Let’s have a drink and watch porn” Ian suggested, so we rested our backs against the sofa and sipped whiskey whilst watching porn.

When the drinks had been consumed and cocks were hard again, Ian prepared three more lines of cocaine, albeit smaller amounts this time, and we each snorted a line. I was told to go face down on the floor as I felt the cocaine taking effect. I then felt Ian’s cock plunge into my arse and pump me hard. My whole body shook as each thrust forced his cock deep into my arse. I was in heaven.

When Ian had shot his load of cum into me, Rob took over and fucked me hard until he’d shot his. I felt happier than I’d been for a long time.

It was gone midnight when Rob left, and Ian took me to bed. We both collapsed naked on the bed and fell asleep.

I woke to find Ian pressed up against my back and fondling my morning erection. His other hand was guiding his stiff cock into my arse. I just grinned and enjoyed the feel of the warm hard organ inside my arse.

“Ah, yeah. You’re such a gorgeous fuck” he exclaimed as he pumped until his morning load of cum had been ejected into my arse.

We showered, got dressed and prepared breakfast, which was scrambled egg on toast followed by toast and marmalade. Suitably fed, Ian drove me to the station for my train to London. Before we left, he paid me my fee plus what Rob had given him.

“Thanks. You were great. I’d love to meet up again sometime if we can.”

He gave me his mobile number and asked me to contact him once I was settled in London, saying he’d come down for another long session of sex, but as things turned out, I never did contact him.

2.

The journey to London took ninety minutes. I alighted the train and made my way out of St Pancras station. On the way, I’d studied my map of London and decided to make my way to Soho where the gay area was situated. It looked easy to navigate, so I decided to walk. It took me forty minutes, but I enjoyed the excitement of being in the capital city which I’d never visited before and looking at all the interesting buildings on the way.

Since I was under eighteen, I knew I couldn’t enter a bar so found a cafe which looked inviting. It was opposite a gay bar called Comptons in the aptly named Old Compton Street. I ordered a coffee and took it to an empty table by the window. As I sipped my coffee, I watched the guys walking past wondering which were gay.

A guy then walked by and glanced through the window. Our eyes met and something told me he was the kind of guy I’d hoped to meet. I watched him enter, order his drink and then walk towards me.

“Can I join you?” he grinned.

“Sure” I smiled as I pulled out a chair for him.

“What’s a gorgeous guy like you doing on your own?”

“Just arrived in London from Leicester.”

“Visiting?”

“No. Permanent” I replied whilst assessing him.

“My name is Chinaka. What’s yours?”

“Jabu. You Nigerian?” I asked.

“Spot on and you’re African?”

“Yeah, although born in the UK.”

“Same here. So, what’s brought you to London?”

I told him my story and he expressed sympathy. “Same happened to me four years ago when I was eighteen.”

I nodded, now having found out he was age twenty-two. “I’m eighteen in two months’ time.”

“You look older” he commented as he drained his coffee. “So, what’s your plan? Where you gonna live and how you gonna earn money, bruv?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “No idea at the moment so will see what turns up” I grinned.

“London’s a tough place. You need to take care.”

I nodded knowingly but in truth had no idea.

“However, I could help you if you’re interested. Do you like being fucked?”

I grinned and said I loved being fucked. He explained what he could offer.

“So, I’d live with you free of charge as your fuck buddy and for anyone else you invited.”

“That’s the general idea. We could try it out for three months to see how it worked out. After that you’d be free to leave and make you own way whenever you wanted.”

“Sounds good to me. When do we start?”

“Immediately” he grinned and shook my hand.

As we made our way to the tube, he explained that he lived in Limehouse Lofts. It meant nothing to me, but I later learned that it was in east London. It was a two-bed apartment which had a West facing aspect, so plenty of sunshine when it shone, but not today which was overcast.

“Wow. This is an amazing pad” I exclaimed. Nothing like the Council dump my parents lived in.

“I bought it new a year ago.”

“Must have cost a tidy sum” I commented.

Chinaka laughed. “Yeah, it did, but I have a lucrative side line.” I was intrigued and wanted to know more. “Before I tell you everything, let’s see what you’re bringing to the table.”

I knew immediately what he meant so stripped naked to show all. My cock was already feeling excited.

“Man, you’re beautiful. Bend over and show me your butthole.”

I did as I’d been asked and spread my arse cheeks apart.

“Yeah, very fuckable. My clients are going to love fucking that.”

I picked up on the word clients and knew what I’d be expected to do but it didn’t bother me.

“Can’t wait” I grinned. “I love being fucked.”

“How about drugs?”

“Yeah. No problem. Is that your lucrative sideline?” I grinned.

“For someone so young you’re very astute” he laughed as he fondled my cock which was getting* bigger by the moment.

“The internet comes in handy if you do enough searching” I laughed. “You wanna fuck me to try out my tight arse?”

Chinaka laughed. “I like your attitude. Straight to the point. Yeah, it’s time I did. Undress me.”

I wasn’t expecting that but was up for it. I slowly and seductively removed each item until he was stark naked. His cock was already hard and rearing to go. He bent me over a chair and thrust his big hard cock into me. His cock was long and thick, just how I liked it. He slowly fed it into my arse until he was fully inside, his big black balls slapping against it.

“Fucking hell. That is so beautiful. You’re going to be a fucking good sex slave.”

The words ‘sex slave’ sounded erotic and I loved the idea. He continued fucking until he’d dumped his load of cum inside me.

“Fucking brilliant” he exclaimed when he’d pulled out.

“Was that good?”

“Fucking brilliant” I grinned.

“So, you wanna be my sex slave?”

“Sure do, man” I chuckled.

“And you’re willing to satisfy the needs of other guys?”

“Yeah, no problem.”

“Excellent. You’ll receive a small percentage of the fee each guy pays.”

He then phoned one of his regular customers. “Hi, I’ve got a special treat for you, man. He’s eighteen and fucking gorgeous, and his arse is perfect for a good fuck. Interested?”

“He’s coming round this evening, and he wants a threesome, which is good for us since it’s a bigger fee. That okay?”

“Yeah, bring it on” I laughed. He told me to shower whilst he prepared something to eat. The apartment had two double bedrooms, the master having its own ensuite which is where I’d be sleeping with Chinaka most nights. He’d told me to store my clothes in the built-in wardrobe and to remain naked at home.

“That means I can fuck you whenever I want” he laughed, “and it’ll be several times a day”.

That suited me so I walked stark naked into the kitchen area which opened off to the large living room. He was also still naked, and I enjoyed looking at his sexy body.

“I love being naked and do so whenever I can, including outside” he laughed.

“Same here” I replied, although I’d never had the opportunity at home apart from my bedroom. My mother never bothered seeing me naked, but my father always kicked off telling me to cover myself.

On the dot of seven the door buzzer sounded. Chinaka showed me how to use the door entry system which showed who was calling. I pressed the enter button and watched the guy walk in. He looked gorgeous.

“When he knocks on the door, let him in and take him into the second bedroom” he told me. I’d already looked into that room, and it reminded me of Ian’s sex room, since all it contained was a long sofa unit against one wall opposite a large TV screen.

As soon as I heard the knock on the door, I opened it, not bothering to hide my nakedness.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful. Can’t wait to fuck you” he laughed. “I’m Kanek.”

I introduced myself and took him into the sex room. He was twenty-one according to the boss. The TV was showing gay porn. I undressed him as instructed by Chinaka, who in future I had to call the ‘boss’. Once naked, Kanek told me to suck his big cock. Unbeknown to the client, I knew the boss was viewing the action via the hidden CCTV cameras situated around the room. The footage was edited, and the faces of clients were changed to a generic face to hide their identity.

“Yeah, you’re good at sucking” he exclaimed.

Having sucked him until his big black cock was hard, he told me to kneel and stood over my face so I could lick his arse. I’d done this on occasions, so it wasn’t a problem. After I’d licked his arse, he told me to kneel on the sofa and offer my arse. He then selected the anal balls from the variety of sex toys and proceeded to insert them into my arse. This was a new experience and I enjoyed it.

A naked Chinaka entered the room showing off a big cock which he’d been wanking to the images on screen.

“Hi Kanek. Enjoying my new sex slave?”

“He’s gorgeous and I’m looking forward to fucking this gorgeous arse.”

He eventually pulled the anal balls out of my arse, which was a pleasant experience. He then inserted his big cock into my arse. He wasn’t as big as Chinaka but big enough to give a very pleasant experience. Once he was deep inside me, the boss inserted his big cock into Kanek’s arse, which he enjoyed. As he fucked my arse, Chinaka fucked his, so everybody was happy.

Kanek was able to keep the fuck going for almost twenty minutes before he felt his climax coming. He increased the pace until he’d shot his load of cum inside me. Chinaka shot his load into Kanek’s arse.

“That was fucking awesome, thanks guys” Kanek grinned.

“I’ve got two other guys coming this evening for an orgy, fancy joining us?” Chinaka asked him.

“Yeah, thanks” he replied, knowing that drugs would be on the menu.

The other two guys arrived at 9 pm. Tom was nineteen and Hamza, a Pakistani, was twenty. Both were gorgeous, especially when naked. Used to the set up, they both stripped and dumped their clothes in the hall before following me into the sex room.

“Hi, guys. Help yourself to whatever you want” Chinaka said as they walked in. “There’s ecstasy and cocaine. “

I’d already snorted a line of cocaine and Chinaka had given me an ecstasy tablet, so I was now well away and ready to be fucked. Hamza was first after he’d taken cocaine and an ecstasy tablet. His big black cock entered my arse and proceeded to pump in and out. It was awesome. Tom had given me a bottle of poppers to sniff, which I frequently used. He then stuffed his cock into my mouth to suck.

Having dumped his load of cum, Hamza withdrew, and Tom took over. He wasn’t as big but still gave me an enjoyable fuck. The other two then watched Chinaka stuff me with his big cock and fuck me until he’d also dumped his load.

After a rest during which we swigged Vodka from the bottle, and snorted another line of cocaine, the three of them fucked my arse again, each dumping another load.

Hamza and Tom thanked me for a good fuck and paid the fee.

“You did great. How’d you feel?”

“Brilliant” I replied. “My arse is tingling with joy.”

“Up for some more?” he grinned.

I said I was, and he explained that two clients loved meeting in Haggerston Park late at night and have wild sex.

“Interested?”

“Yeah, you bet” I eagerly replied.

Just before midnight we set off on Chinaka’s electric motorbike and made our way to Audrey Street which provided a discrete entrance. We’d each worn a track suit which was easy to remove. Having climbed over the gate to the park, we made our way further in.

“Strip off” he told me once we were deep inside. We then continued stark naked carrying our clothes.

“Hi, guys” Tony and Robin grinned when they saw us approaching.

“Jabu loves being fucked, so he’s all yours” Chinaka laughed.

Robin immediately bent me over and stuffed his cock into my arse. It felt wonderful. Once he’d shot his load of cum inside me, Tony did the same. As he did so, I watched Chinaka fuck Robin.

Once everybody was satisfied, we made our way back to where we’d left the motorbike. Chinaka had put on his tracksuit bur kept hold of mine. It didn’t bother me. I enjoyed the risk of walking naked.

“Want to come to ours for some more fun?” Tom asked.

Chinaka accepted the invitation and said he’d provide the drugs. The other two grinned and said follow them. Chinaka gave me my clothes which I hastily put on before climbing onto the motorbike, grasping his waist to hang on. I was I heaven, not sure if it was the drugs or reality.

Tom and Robin lived in a one-bed flat nearby. Once inside the block, Chinaka told me to strip. I did as requested wondering how he’d explain my nakedness if we met anyone. Fortunately, we didn’t.

“You’re gorgeous. I want to fuck you” Robin grinned and stripped naked. Inside the lift to the eighth floor, he fucked my arse. It felt wonderful.

Once inside their flat, Robin continued fucking my arse until he’d shot his load of cum. I’d lost count of how much cum was inside my arse, but it felt good.

“What drugs have you got?” Tom asked Chinaka. When he saw what was on offer, he agreed to purchase cocaine and ecstasy. These were then offered to everyone so having snorted a line of cocaine and swallowed an ecstasy tablet they were ready for sex. Suitably high, everyone got down to business which first involved me being fucked by everyone.

My arse was now filled with cum, but I enjoyed every minute. Chinaka frequently asked if I was okay and I replied, “fabulous”.

I was fucked numerous times, and I loved every minute.

“You really like being fucked, don’t you” Chinaka commented on our way home,

“Yeah, every cock gives me a unique sensation?” I replied.

When we arrived at his apartment and parked his motorbike, he told me to strip. I did so without hesitation because I trusted him. He grabbed my clothes and led me stark naked into the block and up to the fourth floor where he lived. On our way, the lift stopped at the second floor and a guy walked into the lift. I remained naked, leaving Chinaka to explain.

“Want to fuck this gorgeous guy?” he asked.

“Sure. He’s gorgeous” the guy grinned. I later found out that his name was Chang, a Chinese gay neighbour.

He followed us into Chinaka’s apartment and into the sex room where he fucked me senseless.

“You’ve done well” Chinaka told me after Chang had left having deposited his load of cum inside my arse. “You’re a natural.”

“I love being fucked” I grinned.

“Time for bed” he smiled and led me to the master bedroom but before we settled down to sleep, he fucked me, leaving yet another load of cum. It reminded me to ask about testing, since every fuck had been raw.

3.

The following morning after yet another fuck, I asked about testing. He assured me that I’d be regularly tested and take Prep each day.

Life with Chinaka was interesting. Each day brought a different experience. A few days after we’d first met, he took me to the gym he owned.

“Hi, bruv. This is Jabu my new assistant. Jabu, say hello to Abeo, my twin brother.”

I stepped forward and shook Abeo’s hand. The brothers weren’t identical but very similar.

“I assume what my brother really means is that you’re his sex slave” Abeo laughed. I just grinned.

“I’ll be in the office” Chinaka said as we passed through a curtain at the back of the small room that provided access to the gym upstairs.

“Okay, boss” Abeo smiled, giving me a good look over. “I bet he’s a good fuck.”

“He is. If you’re good, I’ll let you fuck him some day” Chinaka laughed.

“Is he also gay?” I asked as we made our way upstairs.

“Yeah. We were fondling one another when our dad caught us and threw us both out.”

We entered a large room that contained an array of gym equipment including a punch bag in one corner where a guy stripped to the waist and wearing a pair of tight shorts was giving it a good pounding.

“Morning boss.”

“Hi Aaron. Meet Jabu my new assistant.”

The twenty-five-year-old Jamaican shook my hand vigorously whilst giving me a good look over, especially my crotch. He was huge with big muscular arms and fists. One swipe and you’d be knocked unconscious. He looked after the gym and provided security. Abeo was responsible for the administration of the business and was part owner.

“Wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of him” I chuckled whilst Chinaka unlocked the door to the office.

“He’s tough when he needs to be but is a gentle soul underneath that façade.”

“He gave me a good looking over. Is he gay?” I asked as we walked into the small office.

“He swings both ways but enjoys a good fuck. No doubt you’ll have his big cock up your arse one day. He and Abeo often hold orgies.”

He then placed his hands on my shoulders and looked at me. “What you’re about to see remains in this room. On no account do you ever mention it outside this room or tell anyone about it. Is that clear?”

“Yeah. I’ll not say a word to anyone” I replied having not a clue what he was talking about, but his expression told me it was serious. He did something on his electronic watch, and I heard a click behind me. I turned and noticed part of the wooden panelling had moved slightly. He then opened a secret door that led into a small hidden room behind. There were no windows, just a dim light. He took me inside and closed the panel behind us.

“Strip” he told me. I did as he’d asked and stripped naked wondering why, since I guessed it wasn’t for sex. He then unlocked a metal cabinet and removed a large packet of white powder which I recognised as cocaine. It was then that I realised what was happening. This was his store of drugs from which he prepared packets for sale to users. He showed me how to weigh out the amount and put into small plastic bags.

“You’re naked to avoid any powder getting on your clothes” he explained. “And I like looking at your naked body” he grinned.

Whilst I prepared the cocaine, he made up small packets of ecstasy pills.

“Do Abeo and Aaron know about this?” I asked.

“Yeah, and only them but never discuss it with them. I’m putting great trust in you Jabu but if I find out you’ve talked to anyone about what goes on here, Aaron will cut your balls off” he grinned.

I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not but decided not to take the risk. Besides, I was good at keeping secrets.

Once we’d prepared sufficient packets of both drugs, Chinaka placed them into pouches whilst I got dressed into my sweatpants and top. We then made our way out and the panel was sealed hiding any sign of a hidden room behind. Out in the gym area, more guys were using exercise machines, and another guy was giving the punch bag a good pummelling. Like the other guys, he too was only wearing a pair of shorts which showed off his manhood.

Chinaka walked over to Aaron and gave him one of the pouches and a separate packet of each drug for his own use. “Thanks boss. Have got three new clients who I’m meeting later. Business is doing well.”

He then turned to me and smiled. “You’re fucking gorgeous. Let’s have a feel.” He then groped my crotch and felt my cock which immediately reacted.

“Do we all have a feel?” a guy nearby laughed.

“If you want” Chinaka replied. “Strip” he instructed me. “Let these guys see what’s on offer.”

I removed my clothes and stood naked for all to see.

“Wow, he’s something” the guy exclaimed. “Bet he’s a good fuck.”

“He is and he’s all yours for a fee” Chinaka grinned.

“How about I buy some white and get him as a bonus?” the guy grinned. Chinaka agreed.

The other guys had now stopped what they were doing and came over to see what was going on.

The guy removed his shorts and showed off his swelling cock. He wasn’t big but had plenty to satisfy my arse. He bent me over and stuffed his stiff cock into my arse. As he fucked, the other guys cheered him on. Whether they were all gay, I had no idea, but they all watched with interest.

He continued fucking until he yelled “I’m coming”. The others shouted, “Fill up his arse with cum”. That’s what he did before pulling out and bowing to the crowd. I noticed several guys massaging themselves inside their shorts.

“Time to pay up” Aaron told him with a packet of cocaine in his hand. Whilst the guy rushed to the changing room to get his money, other guys said they’d buy some as well.

Several other guys moved forward and fondled my cock. It didn’t bother me, so I let them have their fun.

“Time to go” Chinaka told me, so I quickly dressed.

“You did well. Did you enjoy the attention?”

“Yeah, I did” I replied enthusiastically.

That evening we’d been booked by a guy who lived in Streatham. His name was Gabriel, and he was nineteen. We’d used the motorbike to get there. As usual, Chinaka wore his leather jumpsuit with nothing on underneath. Looking at him in it turned me on because they showed off his big cock. Having now got some money from the being fucked by guys, I decided to treat myself to something similar, albeit not as expensive as his but they looked good on me and showed off my body, which I never minded doing. It was zipped down the front for easy removal.

“Wow, you guys look so sexy” Gabriel exclaimed as he gazed at us standing outside his front door. Once inside his flat we removed our shoes and left them with our crash helmets. “Come on in. Did you bring what I asked for?” Chinaka produced a packet of ecstasy tablets and accepted the money from him plus the ‘sex fee’.

“Okay, time to have some fun” Gabriel chuckled as he removed the shorts he was wearing.

Chinaka and I removed our jumpsuits and stood naked for Gabriel to have a good look. Being Brazilian his body was a beautiful, bronzed colour and he had a perfect physique. He’d prepared a cocktail which tasted good, but I had no idea what was in it. When that had been consumed, we each took an ecstasy tablet and began exploring one another’s body.

Gabriel told me to lay face down on a long sofa. He then straddled my butt and thrust his stiff cock in. It was rough but it didn’t bother me. I liked sex any way it came. Chinaka was sitting at one end and pushed my head onto his erect cock. As I sucked his tool, Gabriel used his to fuck me. Every so often, I inhaled poppers.

“Take it easy” Chinaka warned me. We’d already snorted cocaine after the ecstasy. My head was all over the place, but I felt invincible and wanted my arse fucked as much as possible. Gabriel and Chinaka, made sure it was.

At 3 a.m. Chinaka said it was time to go home. He helped me into my jumpsuit, and we said goodbye to Gabriel.

“I love fucking your gorgeous arse” he grinned as he kissed me full on the lips and groped my hard cock inside my jumpsuit. “Next time, I’ll hire you for a wild weekend.”

“He’ll be available. Just contact me” Chinaka replied as we made our way to the motorbike. My head was still spinning from the drugs and alcohol. “Make sure you hang onto me” he grinned. “Don’t want you falling off. You’re too valuable.”

I wrapped my hands around his waist and fondled his bulging cock through the leather. He unzipped his jumpsuit, and I slipped a hand inside. He enjoyed it and chuckled. The roads were relatively quiet, and nobody appeared to notice the top of his cock peering out of his jumpsuit. I’d also unzipped my jumpsuit to release my stiff cock and give it an airing.

After locking the motorbike in the special store and fitted the security locks, we made our way into the block with our jumpsuits still unzipped. My cock was still rock hard, making the head visible. As we reached the lift lobby, we met Chang waiting for the lift.

“Hi guys. Have been clubbing.” Once we were inside the lift, he glanced at our unzipped jumpsuits and my exposed cock. “Mm, nice. Been having fun.”

“Yeah” I grinned.

“I’m too much awake to go to bed. Want to join me for a nightcap?”

To my surprise, Chinaka said yes, so we followed him into his apartment. Once inside, he slipped off his shoes along with his clothes, so we did the same. He produced a bottle of red wine, which was passed around for us to take a swig. Chinaka prepared three lines of cocaine. After snorting my line, I felt my head spinning again. It felt fucking great.

Chang got me to kneel on the sofa with my head resting on the back. I felt his stiff cock, which I’d been gazing at as we drank, push into my arse and begin to fuck me. Yet again I was in heaven. I often asked myself why I loved being fucked so much, but never came up with an answer, other than I loved the sensation of naked cock inside me despite it being frowned upon by many guys. I decided, they were the losers, not me.

4.

I was now eighteen and had completed my three-month trial. To celebrate both occasions Chinaka had given me a stainless-steel bracelet, but it was more than that. It contained a tracker chip, so Chinaka could see where I was located and if I twisted one of the links, it set off an emergency alarm which alerted him if I was in danger. But that was not all. He also bought me my own electric Vespa scooter, so I now had my own transport. I’d never received such a gift before, and I hugged and kissed him. He just smiled and said, “You deserve it”.

Craig was the first client I visited alone. He was twenty-six and lived in Mile End. He’d hired me for a long weekend from midday on the Friday to the Monday. I just hoped that I came up to his expectations for such a long period of time. He lived in a semi-detached Victorian house which had been modernised. When I arrived, he suggested I park my scooter at the back of the house, so I wheeled it down the side entrance. He watched me fit the bike locks, admiring my body as I did so.

“You are fucking gorgeous” he crooned. “Come on in. I want to explore your beautiful body.”

Within seconds he had unzipped my leather jumpsuit, gasping when he realised that I was naked beneath it. He immediately took me to bed having now removed his own clothes. We kissed and explored each other’s body, our cocks growing hard as we did so. Turning me onto my side, he offered his stiff lubricated cock up to my arse and slowly pushed in.

“Ah, beautiful” I gasped as it filled my arse.

“Yeah, it is fucking beautiful” he groaned as he began pumping in and out.

“Fuck. I’m coming” he uttered several minutes later, and he pumped his juicy cum into my arse. I smiled. It was beautiful. He turned me over and gave me a wonderful blow job, swallowing my load of cum when I climaxed.

We remained locked together, kissing and fondling one another for a while after we’d both climaxed. He then suggested we shower and once dry he gave me a pink thong to wear. He wore the same, our cocks standing out proud.

“Let’s have lunch” Craig said, so I followed him down to the kitchen where we prepared a light lunch. We ate it in the sunroom that was accessed via the living room. “I spend hours in here when it’s sunny. It’s completely secluded so I frequently sunbathe in the nude.

“Let’s do it” I grinned and removed my thong. Craig giggled as he watched me bare all before doing the same. “Have you ever fucked a guy in here?” I asked.

He laughed. “My father would have had a fit.”

“Your father?”

“Yep. I’d been made redundant and couldn’t afford the mortgage on my house, so I sold it and moved in here with him. This was where I grew up.

“Did he know you were gay?”

“Fuck, no. He’d have had a heart attack. He’d never have coped with having a gay son.

“What about your mum?”

“She left when I was seven. Had a fling with a guy where she worked. When my father found out they had a row and she walked out, never to be seen again.”

“And your father?”

“He died a month ago. Decided to spend part of my inheritance on hiring a gorgeous guy like you.”

“Wow.”

“I’ve invited a friend to join us this evening. Hope you don’t mind.”

“I’m here to be used as you wish. Doesn’t bother me. What’s he like?”

“His name is Kabir. He’s Indian.”

“How old?”

“Twenty-two. He’s gay, of course, but his family don’t know. At least, not yet. I like him and I’m hoping he’ll move in with me.”

I moved to where he was sitting and sat astride his naked body. Cocks were soon hard as we kissed. I lifted my buttocks and guided his erect cock into my arse. I sank down on it until it was deep inside me. It felt wonderful. I then slowly rode it, up and down, as I watched his face.

“Fuck, that feels so good” he exclaimed.

“Want to shoot your load inside me?”

“Mm, that sounds so good.”

I increased the pace until he was shooting his load of cum.

“Fuck, oh fuck” he cried out.

We were preparing the evening meal when the doorbell rang. We were still naked but each wearing an apron to cover our jewels, but our naked butts were on show. Craig went to open the front door leaving me in the kitchen.

“Is he here? What’s he like?” Kabir asked excitedly.

“Yes, he’s here, and he’s gorgeous. You’ll love him.”

I smiled to myself, on hearing the comment. Kabir lived a few doors down the road so had arrived wearing minimal clothing. He stripped off and followed Craig into the kitchen.

“Oh, yeah. That’s a fucking gorgeous arse to fuck. Hope you like having your arse fucked” he laughed.

“He does” Craig giggled.

I was in the process of making an apple pie. With one hand stroking my arse, his other hand reached beneath my apron and grasped my cock which immediately showed its appreciation.

“Mm, nice cock” he muttered.

“I bet you’d like to feel that in your arse, wouldn’t you Kabir?” Craig chuckled.

“Yeah, sure would but first I’m gonna fuck this tight arse.”

I felt him insert his stiff cock and commence fucking me. It felt good as I attempted to continue rolling out the pre-prepared pastry. Craig watched on, stroking his now hard cock.

“Yeah, fuck that arse hard” he giggled, urging Kabir on. He did until he’d shot his load of cum into my arse. As soon as he’d withdrawn, Craig pushed his stiff cock in and fucked just as hard until he too had dumped his load of cum.

“Hi, I’m Kabir” he grinned and gave me a full-on kiss on the lips. “You are gorgeous, but I expect you know that. We’re going to have such fun together.”

I said nothing and continued rolling out the pastry to cover the pie dish filled with the apples I’d prepared earlier.

Craig and Kabir moved into the living room with a bottle of wine, leaving me in the kitchen to finish off the meal. Chinaka had warned me that as a sex slave I’d be expected to undertake whatever the client wanted, sexual or otherwise. It didn’t bother me. I was being paid and found cooking good fun, especially naked. When the meal was ready to serve, I walked into the living room to inform Craig. They were both naked each fondling the other’s hard-on and broadcasting themselves on a live gay sex cam, showing just the lower half of their bodies. Craig nodded and told me to take it into the dining room. As I did so, I noted there were only two places set at the table.

The two walked in, now each wearing a pink thong, sat down and watched me serve the sausage casserole.

“I’ll call you when the dishes can be cleared, and the dessert served. In the meantime, make yourself a sandwich.”

“Yes, sir” I replied. I’d been looking forward to eating the casserole. I opened the fridge and found a loaf of bread and some cheese. I’d finished eating when the call came from the dining room.

As I collected the dirty dishes, Kabir fondled my cock, which again reacted to his touch.

“He’s truly gorgeous” he grinned, patting me on my naked butt.

With the dirty dishes now in the kitchen, I served the apple pie with custard. Craig had the decency to say I’d made it which caused Kabir to run his hand up and down the inside of my crotch when I placed his plate in front of him.

“He’s not just a gorgeous fuck but can cook too” he grinned. “Perhaps I’ll hire you when I next hold a dinner party.”

Craig said I could take the remains of the apple pie away, so once in the kitchen, I helped myself to a slice before putting the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.

The meal was now over and after clearing away the dishes I was asked to make a pot of coffee and join them in the living room, guessing that my arse was about to be used again.

The rest of evening was spent having sex in between smoking cannabis using a vaping device. Whilst laying over the end of the sofa, I was first fucked by each of them and then fucked Kabir. Following another cannabis vape, they then double fucked me. Both had slender cocks, so I took both with ease and each of them shot their load, leaving my arse glowing nicely.

That night I was told to sleep in one of the spare bedrooms leaving the other two to sleep together. In the morning, an alarm clock woke me which was my cue to make morning tea for them and be fucked by their morning erection with yet more cum dumped into my arse.

Kabir left soon after lunch, leaving Craig to have his way with me. His sexual energy was huge and each time he produced a load of cum which was either shot inside my arse or over his chest for me to lick clean.

This time we ate together, enjoying the remains of the sausage casserole and the apple pie. After the meal and the dishes cleared away, we settled down in the living room to broadcast ourselves on the live sex cam.

To my surprise, two guys arrived at eight. Craig was clearly expecting them but had not forewarned me. “You’re a fucking sex slave” I told myself, “what do you expect”.

When they walked in and found a naked African standing there, they both gasped.

“Fuck. Where’s this gorgeous fucker come from?” they laughed.

“He’s a sex slave I’ve hired for the weekend, so have fun guys. He loves being fucked and he’s a good fucker” Craig laughed as he opened a bottle of whisky and prepared a cannabis vape. It appeared that the two guys were twins, nineteen, American and named Henry and Noah. They were nice guys and I enjoyed being with them.

The rest of the evening and the early hours were spent with me being fucked by all three and me fucking the twins. The cannabis vape was well used and the bottle of whisky emptied before we staggered to bed. Henry slept with Craig and Noah slept with me, although another hour was spent fucking one another before we slept, to be followed by fucking each other when we finally woke.

***

Three weeks later, Kabir hired me for his dinner party. He’d invited three gay Indian friends. I helped him prepare the meal beforehand, wearing a pink thong. He’d remained dressed. The three guests arrived and were delighted when they saw me. Whilst I finished off the meal preparation, Kabir entertained the guests with a glass of champagne in the living room. When the meal was ready to serve, he led them into the dining room. I followed with the food and was pleased to see that he’d set a place for me. He invited me to sit down between two of his friends who wanted to know all about me. When I told them I was a hired sex slave, they gasped.

“You get paid for sex?” one of them asked.

“Yes, plus whatever else they want. The guy on my right placed his hand in my crotch and had a good feel.

“I’m looking forward to that cock fucking me later” he grinned. The thought of doing so, increased the size of the organ he was holding.

After the meal, we moved into the living room where we enjoyed several hours of sex, which mainly involved my arse being fucked by the three of them, but I did fuck Kabir and the guy who’d held my cock under the table.

5.

“Abeo wants you to attend a party he’s holding on Saturday” Chinaka told me. “I’m not charging him, but I’ll pay you your fee” he added.

“There’s no need” I replied. “He’s family. I’ll do it for free.”

He thanked me and gave me a hug. “Thank you. You’re a special guy.”

I smiled. I knew he loved his twin brother so wouldn’t dream of taking money for such an event.

“He’s calling it a party, but you know what it really is” he grinned. I smiled and nodded. I was to be the sex slave for a group of randy guys.

Abeo had a two-bed flat in Limehouse which was a five-minute walk away. He’d asked me to arrive early afternoon to help him with things. However, when I got there, he’d completed most of the preparation for the so-called party.

“I want to ask you something before the others arrive later. I’ve spoken to Chinaka about it” he announced after giving me a welcome hug, which increased my body reaction because I found him very sexy. I was also intrigued about the secrecy.

“I want to help some homeless guys. They’re all gay and finding it difficult to get work and accommodation.

I’m proposing to produce films of gays in everyday life. They’re all very sexy and want to have sex with one another. They’ll be CCTV cameras in every room including a shower room, recording live to a website. It’ll be called ‘Fly on the Wall’ and free to watch but users have to set up an account and be paying members to watch guys having sex, which most users will do. Everyone living in the house or visiting will only wear a thong or nothing. It’s their choice, but sexual scenes will be naked.

I’d like you to be part of it and encourage guys to act sexy and have sex whilst on view to the world. Would you be willing? You’d receive a percentage of the subscription fees, but I’d like you to spend at least one hour a day at the house and more if you wanted.”

“Where is the house?”

“I’ve purchased a suitable four-bedroom house nearby. It needs redecorating but the lads have agreed they’ll do that. So, are you interested?”

I said I was definitely interested. It sounded good fun.

“Excellent. Today's party is to introduce everyone and film the action. That okay with you?”

I grinned. “I’m up for action any time.”

“Brilliant. You’ll like the five guys who’ve agreed so far and they’ll definitely like you.”

I stripped off and put on the thong he’d given me. I now waited for the other guys to arrive.

Benjamin and Isaac were cousins and Nigerian as was Kingsley. Pedro and Bruno were Brazilian. Like me, they were all eighteen and once stripped and dressed in their thongs, they looked very sexy. After the introductions and Abeo had explained my role, we got to know one another. He’d switched on the cameras, so we were now being filmed but we knew this film would only be for us to see.

They talked about their past and how they ended up homeless. I told them my story and they were envious.

“Wow, I’d love to find a guy like that who’d keep me safe” Kingsley remarked. I moved beside him and held him tight. I could see he was the odd one out in the group, but he was a cute guy and very sexy.

“I have to work for him in return” I laughed.

“Tell us more, bruv” Isaac grinned.

“Yeah, spill the beans” the others chimed in.

When I told them they gasped.

“Does he want any more guys?” Kingsley asked, clearly interested.

“He’s always looking for sexy guys with big cocks like yours” I grinned and grasped the bulge inside his thong. As I expected, it began to swell and mine did too. Whilst the others looked on, we began kissing and fondling. It wasn’t long before the thongs were removed, and we were naked. Kingsley didn’t show any sign that he was bothered about being naked whilst being filmed by the ‘Fly on the Wall’ cameras. Abeo was in another room monitoring the footage and adjusting the relevant camera to zoom in on the action.

Pedro and Bruno had now removed their thongs and were making love on the other sofa. Benjamin and Isaac had slipped their hard cocks out from their thongs and were busy massaging them.

“Fuck me” Kingsley said as he bent over the end of the sofa. After lubricating my stiff cock, I slowly pushed it into his arse and proceeded to fuck. Abeo had already asked us to fuck raw and everyone said they were happy to do so. He’d also asked that we withdrew when we climaxed to show the onlooker our creamy cum. It didn’t always happen due to the excitement of the moment, but on this occasion, I did and shot my load all over Kingsley’s back.

As the day proceeded, others had sex and showed all. When it was time to eat, I took Benjamin and Isaac into the kitchen which had more cameras to record the activity.

“How are you guys feeling about this?” I asked.

“Fucking brilliant” Benjamin grinned.

“And me” Isaac added.

“You’re both very sexy guys” I grinned and stood in front of them, kissing one and then the other. My hands were on their cocks which were now hidden by the thong. “How about we have these off” I smiled. They both took the hint and removed their thong. All six of us were now stark naked which I knew would please Abeo. I then allocated tasks for each of us to do for the final preparation of the meal. Once done, we took the dishes into the living room where we ate whilst sitting on the floor with legs wide apart for all to see our family jewels.

Later that evening, Abeo switched off the cameras and joined us. The other guys gawped at his nakedness.

“You were all brilliant. How did it feel?”

“Amazing” Kingsley replied.

“Yeah, fucking brilliant” Bruno and Pedro added.

Abeo looked at Benjamin and Isaac.

“Yeah, it was great” Benjamin replied.

“Great enough to move into the ‘Fly on the Wall’ house and expose yourself to the world?”

“Yeah, definitely” they both replied.

Abeo looked at the others and asked them the same question.

“You bet” Kingsley laughed. “I love showing off my bits to guys.”

“And what about having sex for all to see?”

“That too. It’s gives it an extra added thrill” he replied. Both Bruno and Pedro said they too loved the whole experience and didn’t mind being broadcast to the world whilst having fun and sex.

He then detailed what life in the house would be like. “You’ll be on camera everywhere you go within the house except for one small room where you can chill out if you want a rest from the cameras.” He added “as will the men’s room” which made everyone laugh.

Having got everyone’s approval, he said they’d move into the house the following day.

“Do we have to go back to the hostel tonight?” Benjamin asked.

“Do you not want to?” Abeo asked. Everyone replied with a loud ‘no’. He said they could stay the night but would have to manage with one double bed and sofas, but one guy could sleep with him. They did a lucky dip to decide who that would be, and Kingsley won which pleased him no end.

***

The following morning Abeo drove the guys to the hostel to collect the few belongings they had before taking them to the house. He’d given me a key to open the house and welcome them. When they arrived, I greeted them with open arms and a red ribbon tied around my cock.

They loved it and rushed in, stripping off their clothes as they did so. The cameras were live and broadcasting to the ‘Fly on the Walk’ website. It had already attracted a significant membership.

All five settled in well and acted naturally, well more like gays having fun with one another which was great for the ratings and the number of new members.

“What’s everyone want for tonight’s meal” Bruno asked. He’d offered to be the cook for the house and Pedro, his friend, agreed to do the washing up with Benjamin’s help. The others had agreed to be responsible for the cleaning and washing duties, which suited me since I had enough of doing that for Chinaka.

“Pizza” they replied in unison.

I ordered the pizza, since I was in charge of the credit card that Abeo had provided. Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the front door.

“I’ll go” Pedro said and danced to the front door wearing his thong.

“Hi, here’s your pizzas” the delivery guy grinned, his eyes fixed on the bulge inside Pedro’s thong.

“You’re nice. Want to join us?”

“Yeah, thanks” the guy replied because he wanted to see more.

“Come on in” Pedro replied. “We have a rule in this house” he grinned. “No clothes.” He removed his thong and the Pizza guy gasped, because he loved the beautiful big cock now on show. He rapidly removed his own clothes and followed Pedro into the living room.

“Wow, this is great” the guy gasped, now looking at five other naked guys.

“What’s your name?” Isaac asked.

“Aahan” he replied.

“How old?” Benjamin asked.

“Eighteen” he replied.

“Hope you like being fucked” Kingsley laughed.

“I do” Aahan replied. “Bigger the better” he grinned.

Within seconds, he’d been bent over a chair, the pizzas he’d delivered forgotten, and a cock inserted into his arse. He was in heaven. He loved being fucked.

“I need a pee” Aahan said after he’d received two loads of cum.

“Pee over me” Isaac grinned.

Aahan did and whilst he pissed over Isaac’s body, the others watched and peed over Aaron. He loved warm piss soaking his naked body. He’d dreamt of this happening.

After he’d been fucked by everyone, including double fucks, he left with his arse glowing.

“I’ll heat the pizzas up” Bruno said.

***

The ‘Fly on the Wall’ channel became very popular making good money for me and Abeo, and the guys in the house were happy too.

One day I suggested they had an oiled body fight. They loved the idea and oiled their bodies before wrestling with one another. The loser was fucked by everyone else. It produced a lot of extra income and new members, so became a regular event.

6.

I am now two months away from being twenty. I’m getting tired of being a sex slave for Chinaka and the guys who paid for the service, but I owed Chinaka a lot, so said nothing.

“We’re going to the South of France for a holiday” he announced one day. He explained that his best friend lived there.

Ade was Nigerian, twenty-five and rich. He owned a five-bed villa on the coast overlooking the sea. His money came from drugs and was reckoned to be the top drug baron in France but managed to keep his business hidden from the police. He operated through a multitude of companies, none of which had direct links with him. He also owned several successful companies in real estate and associated business. To the outside world, and the police, he was ‘Mr Clean’ who donated generously to charities.

“It was Ade who taught me how to make money and operate a drug business” Chinaka added.

I was happy to have a holiday and get away from my everyday life, so hugged him.

The journey took eleven hours, but we eventually arrived. Ade had sent his car to fetch us from the nearest station. Samuel, age nineteen, acted as Ade’s chauffeur and general assistant. He too was Nigerian, and I sensed him licking his lips as his eyes moved up and down my body.

“Welcome, my good friend. And you must be the gorgeous Jabu.”

The villa was nothing like I’d seen before. It was huge and exuded money. The large pool overlooked the sea and looked very inviting.

“Jump in whenever you want” he laughed having seen me admire it. “No need for a swimsuit” he added.

During our time there, I made good use of the pool and sunbathed beside it. Chinaka spent most of his time with Ade, snorting cocaine. I declined having decided drugs were not doing me any good.

Femi was Ade’s Nigerian fuck buddy and we got on well. I frequently helped him in the kitchen to prepare meals. Like me, he’d been found homeless and been offered what he thought would be a good life. He was very sweet, and I liked him.

Our holiday with Ade was to be for a period of four weeks but two weeks in, Chinaka was taken ill and rushed into hospital.

“He’s had a heart attack. Seems he’s suffered from a weak heart for some time” Ade explained.

It was news to me, and I’d not noticed anything, but he’d been taking medication for some while. I now found out that he’d been told that he only had months to live. The hospital doctor also told me that he was high on drugs that were putting more pressure on his heart.

I suddenly realised that he’d come to the South of France to die and was snorting cocaine far more than at home and Ade was encouraging him.

“You knew he was dying, didn’t you” I told him.

He looked at me and nodded. “He wanted to be here with me when he died. We go back a long way.”

I ran to my room and cried. Femi crept in and hugged me.

“I love him so much” I cried. “What will I do without him?”

***

Chinaka died in hospital two days later. I was sitting beside him holding his hand when he finally went. Ade led me out of the room and took me back to the villa.

“I’ve called Abeo. He’s on his way to handle everything” he told me.

The next day, Abeo arrived, and we hugged. “He’s provided for you, so don’t worry about your future.”

I had no idea what he meant at the time. The funeral took place in the local town and Chinaka was cremated. His ashes were scattered in the sea in accordance with his wishes. Two days after the funeral, Abeo and I made our way home.

The following day, a solicitor visited the apartment. Abeo was the major beneficiary so now owned the apartment in Limehouse plus his brother’s numerous companies. A large sum of money had also been bequeathed to me. When I saw the amount, I gasped. I never imagined I’d have so much. Abeo recommended that I invest it and live off the income.

“It was also Chinaka’s wish that you still live in this apartment, and I’d be happy for you to do so.”

“I'd love to” I replied and gave him a big hug. “What about the sex slave business and the gym?”

“Do you still want to be used by randy guys?”

“No” I replied. He accepted my decision and suggested we disband that operation but to continue the ‘Fly on the Wall’. I’d no longer be on camera but would take over the management of it from him.

“I’d also like you to be my assistant and help manage the legitimate businesses. No more drug dealing. That was Chinaka’s operation and not one I want to be involved in. Plenty of others willing take it over along with the gym.

“I know nothing about business” I replied.

“You soon will” he smiled. “We’ll use my flat to house more homeless guys.”

Within a few weeks, Chinaka’s estate had been finalised and I was a respectable businessman with money in the bank and investments. I also received a salary as Abeo’s assistant. We were made for one another, and I was soon in love with him. He admitted one day that he’d fallen in love with me the moment he first saw me.

I also quickly found out how successful he’d been in business. I was so happy and although Chinaka was still a fond memory, I was even happier with his brother.

****