Must Read: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba

6 years ago

Must Read: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba

The bell rang and it was time to go home. As i walked home with Angom, “Uncle!! Uncle!!!”, someone was calling. Me and Angom turned at the same time. It was Kehinde. “good afternoon sir” she greeted.

“how are u Kehinde” i said, “fine sir, ehnn sir i came to ur house yesterday but u were not at home” She said. “ok i wasn’t around, i went to see a friend, hope no problem?” i asked. “no problem sir, its just that i talked to my Mum and she said i should ask u if u could organise evening lessons for me at ur place, since WAEC is just by the corner i need to work harder in other to come out in flying colours, she said i should tell u that u should just name ur price” Kehinde said. I tot of it for a while and said, “ok, am ok by that, but it would have to be for 1hour, that is, 5-6 daily, i would let u know the price and when u will commence ok”, “ok sir” she responded and left happily.

“oboy u don hamma oh” Angom said. “hamma wetin? u no know say na temptation be dis” i said. “na true sha, u go dey teach her physICS and f’uckICS together, my advice for u be say no give d girl belle oh” he added. “i don hear you, Oboy eeeeh, see that fine shirt oh” i said pointing at a brown polka dotted black shirt hanging outside a boutique. “e fine oh, make we go price am na” Angom said, “price ke!! Make we go buy am jor” i concluded. We entered the boutique, we bought not only that shirt, but five other shirts and two jean trousers. Angom said he liked a beautiful Police wrist watch he saw, i told him that he can have it. I paid for everything and we left. “dis Angom too like wrist watch sef, and him get four wrist watch already oh, dis one go make am five” i tot as i looked at him while he admired his new wrist watch.

The first thing we say when we got home was a female shoe in front of Sammy’s door. I tip-toed closer and what i heard made my jaw droped. Sammy was having s’ex with a girl inside the room. I informed Angom what was going on with a whisper to his ears. He whispered back to my ears that we should go to the backyard and peep through Sammy’s Window. A suggestion i never liked.

We were peeping through Sammy’s opened window and i noticed the girl Sammy was having s’ex with was Suliat; the corper in our sch. Suliat was not “all that beautiful” but as Sammy was b’anging in and out of her she looked more like an Ape. I saw Angom’s d’ick rise creating a mountain on his jean trouser and i almost shouted. We were so carried away that we forgot to hide properly. Now Suliat was riding on Sammy like “Okada” so she was facing the window. “see b’ooby eeh” i said on a low voice. It was as if She heard what i said. She stoped what she was doing, took a wrapper and covered her n’aked body. I tot she had finished f’ucking Sammy, but i was wrong. She whispered something to Sammy’s ears, and Sammy smiled. She stood up and went to Sammy’s Cupboard.
She brought out a pot, it was as if there was something in the pot. “wetin dis girl wan use pot do na? abi she wan piss inside? Abi she wan chop? abi she wan cook?” i asked myself all these questions. It wasn’t too long before she walked and stood opposite the window with the pot still with her. I moved a bit so she wouldn’t see me, so did Angom. But one thing for sure was that our eyes were wide open to see what she wanted to do next, and ……………………….. “puaaaaaaaaaaa!!” she poured the content of the pot on us, it was Egusi soup “my eye oh! My eye oh!! Pepper don enter my eye oh!! I don blind oh!!” was the noise that followed.