Authors note: There is a sex scene, and I understand this one is disturbing in many way.
The inayofuata siku was Wednesday. That siku I didn’t go to school until 10:30. Humphrey saw the time and woke me up.
“Dude! It’s 7:45!”
“Don’t worry, we go to school late.”
“Oh, ok, that worried me.”
I started to rub Humphrey’s back.
“I upendo wewe so much!” Humphrey said.
“I upendo wewe too!”
Humphrey was full of energy. In fact he climbed on juu of me.
“Are wewe ready to have fun?”
“What’s going on?”
“Do wewe wanna go first au do wewe want me to go?
“What the hell are wewe talking about?”
Humphrey showed me the sign.
I laughed, “Oh that! Man, and what do wewe mean kwa go first.”
“You mine in yours au yours in mine.”
“Oh! Jeez, I’m dumb.”
“You can go first.”
Humphrey mounted me and put his, lets use stick into my, let’s use pot. I didn’t expect it to feel so good! I used to think gay sex was disturbing in many ways, but now I realize how awesome it is.
“Humphrey! Why didn’t wewe tell me it was this great!?”
“I didn’t know eith… oh oh!”
Humphrey and I made out vigorously as well. It all eventually came.
“Oh oh! Yes! Uriah wewe sweet bundle of joy! Fun-loving big awesome guy!”
“Humphrey this is awesome too! Oh man!”
It came to and end.
“Alright, your turn.”
We went the opposite way. It was just as awesome as well. It was a great time.
“Man, man! wewe should’ve told me it was awesome!”
“I did.”
We finished up, and I got up and got dressed.
“I didn’t finish inaonyesha wewe around the whole place,” I said.
“Can we do that?”
“Sure.”
I showed him around and did all that stuff. I noticed it was 10:40.
“Dude we gotta leave soon!”
“Really? Why?”
“For the bus.”
“You alisema it came at 11:30.”
“I alisema school started at 11:30. We have to be at the bus stop kwa 10:55.”
“Jeez, why do they expect us to be at the stop so early?”
“Because the busses drop their elementary kids off at about that time.”
We got ready and headed down for the bus stop. I forgot Janet didn’t know about Humphrey yet. I boarded the bus and got in the kiti, kiti cha behind the bus drive, but Janet stopped Humphrey.
“Woah, a mbwa mwitu can’t get on this bus!”
“He’s with me,” I said.
“You need to have a pass.”
I pulled out a note from the counseling office, “Oh ok, sorry, but that thing has to go on your lap.”
“What if there’s no one inayofuata to me?”
“Then he doesn’t have to. But during boarding a de-boarding he goes on your lap.”
Someone sat inayofuata to us, so Humphrey was on my lap. Every time I pet him, I got that feeling. Humphrey sitting right on my crotch area didn’t help. Janet drove off to our school. I turned off the volume on my phone, and put the thing on Humphrey that he was suppose to wear.
We got on campus and a kid nearly hit me with a maziwa he got from the cafeteria. I was able to dodge, but Humphrey had a problem with it.
“Hey, wewe don’t do that to my mate! wewe hear me.”
All the kids around heard “Mate.” It was official, everyone was going to call me gay. Worse than before as well. Humphrey threatened the kid. He knew not to do anything because I would get in a lot of trouble, but it was mainly just threat.
“It’s a huge mistake to do that! I will hurt wewe for it.”
“Humphrey, calm down, let’s go.”
Humphrey and I sat down at a meza, jedwali until it was time to go to class. The kengele rang and we went to our first few classes. When lunch came, I came in and sat inayofuata to my friend Mark along with Humphrey.
“Wassup.”
“Hey, dude, why is Humphrey here?”
“He’ll be here until Friday.”
“Dang it!”
Humphrey leaned over to kiss me, but I stopped him.
“We’re not allowed to kiss on campus!”
“That’s gay!”
“Dude, a yard duty is right behind you,” Mark said.
I looked back. She didn’t really give a crap about what was going on. Every time I cuss au say something inappropriate in front of a Campus Monitor, they don’t seem to mind.
“Holy crap! How do I do it!?”
“You’re fucking lucky!” Nick said.
The rest of the siku passed. During 8th period I remembered that I had an after school program.
“Crap, Humphrey, I have an after school program, so we’re going to be staying for an extra hour.”
“As long as I’m with you, man!”
After 8th period, in fact, our after school class is inayofuata door, I have to onyesha the teacher the permission form. I came in first and had Humphrey wait outside.
“Hello,” She said.
“Hi, I have a mbwa mwitu out there, he’s been with me the whole day. I have the form for wewe to see from the counseling office.”
“Ok, bring him in.”
Humphrey came in and approached me.
“Humphrey, this is the after school teacher, Mrs. Perondini. Mrs. Perondini, this is that mbwa mwitu Humphrey.”
I saw her try to hold back a laugh, “His name is Humphrey?”
I swear, Mrs. Perondini always seems to laugh, even out of nowhere. It was funny but creepy at the same time. There were a few zaidi kids that came in. In fact Mark soon came in himself.
“He’s here too?”
“Well, he has to be kwa my side the whole day. Especially with the bus.”
The program soon ended. After that we waited for the activity bus to come. Clarence, the driver of 27 came. He drives the activity bus every Wednesday.
“That mbwa mwitu can’t get on, he needs a bus pass.”
“Don’t worry, I got a temporary pass from the office.”
“Oh ok, go ahead on.”
Mark usually sits behind me, but he was debating on it because of Humphrey. Something told me he didn’t like Humphrey.
“I’m not sure if I should sit inayofuata to wewe au not.”
“Here, I’ll pretend he isn’t here until wewe get off.”
“What?”
“Don’t worry, he has one of the first stops. We have the sekunde to last.”
“Alright, I’m ok with that.”
“Are wewe sure?”
“Yeah.”
Mark leaned in, “Why did wewe tell him I had one of the first stops?”
“He’s going to find out anyway.”
Mark thought for a second, “Good point.”
Mark got off and Humphrey talked again. I was surprised he was able to keep from talking that whole time.
“Dude, how did wewe do that?”
“Do what?”
“Keep from talking that whole time.”
“I don’t talk that much.”
Humphrey laid on my lap as rubbed his stomach. We eventually got off the bus and got home. That night, we celebrated about the sekunde good siku of school. We celebrated hard.
“Can wewe go first again?”
“Can’t we switch it up?”
“Alright, we can.”
That was a fun night. Three hours of celebration, hard and fast
The inayofuata siku was Wednesday. That siku I didn’t go to school until 10:30. Humphrey saw the time and woke me up.
“Dude! It’s 7:45!”
“Don’t worry, we go to school late.”
“Oh, ok, that worried me.”
I started to rub Humphrey’s back.
“I upendo wewe so much!” Humphrey said.
“I upendo wewe too!”
Humphrey was full of energy. In fact he climbed on juu of me.
“Are wewe ready to have fun?”
“What’s going on?”
“Do wewe wanna go first au do wewe want me to go?
“What the hell are wewe talking about?”
Humphrey showed me the sign.
I laughed, “Oh that! Man, and what do wewe mean kwa go first.”
“You mine in yours au yours in mine.”
“Oh! Jeez, I’m dumb.”
“You can go first.”
Humphrey mounted me and put his, lets use stick into my, let’s use pot. I didn’t expect it to feel so good! I used to think gay sex was disturbing in many ways, but now I realize how awesome it is.
“Humphrey! Why didn’t wewe tell me it was this great!?”
“I didn’t know eith… oh oh!”
Humphrey and I made out vigorously as well. It all eventually came.
“Oh oh! Yes! Uriah wewe sweet bundle of joy! Fun-loving big awesome guy!”
“Humphrey this is awesome too! Oh man!”
It came to and end.
“Alright, your turn.”
We went the opposite way. It was just as awesome as well. It was a great time.
“Man, man! wewe should’ve told me it was awesome!”
“I did.”
We finished up, and I got up and got dressed.
“I didn’t finish inaonyesha wewe around the whole place,” I said.
“Can we do that?”
“Sure.”
I showed him around and did all that stuff. I noticed it was 10:40.
“Dude we gotta leave soon!”
“Really? Why?”
“For the bus.”
“You alisema it came at 11:30.”
“I alisema school started at 11:30. We have to be at the bus stop kwa 10:55.”
“Jeez, why do they expect us to be at the stop so early?”
“Because the busses drop their elementary kids off at about that time.”
We got ready and headed down for the bus stop. I forgot Janet didn’t know about Humphrey yet. I boarded the bus and got in the kiti, kiti cha behind the bus drive, but Janet stopped Humphrey.
“Woah, a mbwa mwitu can’t get on this bus!”
“He’s with me,” I said.
“You need to have a pass.”
I pulled out a note from the counseling office, “Oh ok, sorry, but that thing has to go on your lap.”
“What if there’s no one inayofuata to me?”
“Then he doesn’t have to. But during boarding a de-boarding he goes on your lap.”
Someone sat inayofuata to us, so Humphrey was on my lap. Every time I pet him, I got that feeling. Humphrey sitting right on my crotch area didn’t help. Janet drove off to our school. I turned off the volume on my phone, and put the thing on Humphrey that he was suppose to wear.
We got on campus and a kid nearly hit me with a maziwa he got from the cafeteria. I was able to dodge, but Humphrey had a problem with it.
“Hey, wewe don’t do that to my mate! wewe hear me.”
All the kids around heard “Mate.” It was official, everyone was going to call me gay. Worse than before as well. Humphrey threatened the kid. He knew not to do anything because I would get in a lot of trouble, but it was mainly just threat.
“It’s a huge mistake to do that! I will hurt wewe for it.”
“Humphrey, calm down, let’s go.”
Humphrey and I sat down at a meza, jedwali until it was time to go to class. The kengele rang and we went to our first few classes. When lunch came, I came in and sat inayofuata to my friend Mark along with Humphrey.
“Wassup.”
“Hey, dude, why is Humphrey here?”
“He’ll be here until Friday.”
“Dang it!”
Humphrey leaned over to kiss me, but I stopped him.
“We’re not allowed to kiss on campus!”
“That’s gay!”
“Dude, a yard duty is right behind you,” Mark said.
I looked back. She didn’t really give a crap about what was going on. Every time I cuss au say something inappropriate in front of a Campus Monitor, they don’t seem to mind.
“Holy crap! How do I do it!?”
“You’re fucking lucky!” Nick said.
The rest of the siku passed. During 8th period I remembered that I had an after school program.
“Crap, Humphrey, I have an after school program, so we’re going to be staying for an extra hour.”
“As long as I’m with you, man!”
After 8th period, in fact, our after school class is inayofuata door, I have to onyesha the teacher the permission form. I came in first and had Humphrey wait outside.
“Hello,” She said.
“Hi, I have a mbwa mwitu out there, he’s been with me the whole day. I have the form for wewe to see from the counseling office.”
“Ok, bring him in.”
Humphrey came in and approached me.
“Humphrey, this is the after school teacher, Mrs. Perondini. Mrs. Perondini, this is that mbwa mwitu Humphrey.”
I saw her try to hold back a laugh, “His name is Humphrey?”
I swear, Mrs. Perondini always seems to laugh, even out of nowhere. It was funny but creepy at the same time. There were a few zaidi kids that came in. In fact Mark soon came in himself.
“He’s here too?”
“Well, he has to be kwa my side the whole day. Especially with the bus.”
The program soon ended. After that we waited for the activity bus to come. Clarence, the driver of 27 came. He drives the activity bus every Wednesday.
“That mbwa mwitu can’t get on, he needs a bus pass.”
“Don’t worry, I got a temporary pass from the office.”
“Oh ok, go ahead on.”
Mark usually sits behind me, but he was debating on it because of Humphrey. Something told me he didn’t like Humphrey.
“I’m not sure if I should sit inayofuata to wewe au not.”
“Here, I’ll pretend he isn’t here until wewe get off.”
“What?”
“Don’t worry, he has one of the first stops. We have the sekunde to last.”
“Alright, I’m ok with that.”
“Are wewe sure?”
“Yeah.”
Mark leaned in, “Why did wewe tell him I had one of the first stops?”
“He’s going to find out anyway.”
Mark thought for a second, “Good point.”
Mark got off and Humphrey talked again. I was surprised he was able to keep from talking that whole time.
“Dude, how did wewe do that?”
“Do what?”
“Keep from talking that whole time.”
“I don’t talk that much.”
Humphrey laid on my lap as rubbed his stomach. We eventually got off the bus and got home. That night, we celebrated about the sekunde good siku of school. We celebrated hard.
“Can wewe go first again?”
“Can’t we switch it up?”
“Alright, we can.”
That was a fun night. Three hours of celebration, hard and fast