The Secret of the Bathroom

"Ooh! Yes! Give it to me, babe, me! Mmh! Babe!" A distant voice echoed from a nearby room. Inside, a young man of about eighteen to twenty years stared intently at his phone, watching explicit sexual videos. With one hand inside his boxers, he gripped his erection, ready for his natural guard duty.

His feelings were elsewhere as he watched a white man making love to a muscular black man who was visibly well-trained. The white man's moans showed his pleasure clearly, stirring complicated emotions within Hamza. He found himself strangely jealous of the man in the video, envying the ease and satisfaction he seemed to enjoy.

"That guy's really lucky, huh! Look, look! Duh!" Hamza muttered, frustrated. Suddenly, the door opened, startling him. He tried to hide the phone, but when he saw who entered, he hesitated and continued watching the video that had captured both his mind and heart.

"You scared me, kid!" Hamza said to the newcomer, who was roughly five years older than him. "You like X a lot, huh? You're really going to get married one day!"

"Ahh, Brother Eze, these sweet things, check how this girl is being taken hard, this guy... I almost feel jealous!"

"Study hard, my little brother, forget about girls if you want to be like us, driving people's vehicles. I don't know when we'll get our own!"

"Ah, bro, I'm energetic and studying hard, just sayin', I study for the elders' sake. If it were up to me, I'd just be hitting my muscles!"

"Life is not as easy as you think, little brother. If I got a chance to return to school, I’d study fully!"

While they talked about school, Hamza’s mind drifted to the explicit video he was watching, captivated by the intensity of the scene. Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Who is that?" Ezekiel asked, owner of the phone.

"Fatuma, gang!"

"Oh! Let me!" Ezekiel answered the call and started speaking with Fatuma. Hamza listened closely because Ezekiel kept the volume high.

"Hey, tell me now, beautiful child, what’s up?"

"I'm just leaving home."

"Good, I’m waiting for you, gorgeous. What’s the plan?"

"You are something else, hard worker!"

"That's why I like you. Tell that little guy selling chips in the gang I’ve already agreed to give him a credit and chips and eggs. Come get them all!"

"Mhh! Brother, do you want to give me ovaries or what? Mmmh!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Show me how you were taught in the village!"

"Don’t worry about your meat today, I don’t know if you’ll fry me, boil me, or grill me!"

"We’ll find out!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Alright then!"

"Don’t think about it!"

After ending the call, Ezekiel noticed how intently Hamza was listening.

"What’s up, kid?"

"Dah! Brother Eze, isn’t that Fatty who sells in the gang market, always carrying bombs like a truck?"

"Hahahaha! Yes, that’s her!"

"Mhh! The big boys gain!"

"Hey kid, do you have a girl for real? Because I’ve never seen you with one. You come watching X and then where do you take her out?"

"Ahh, bro, I have girls!"

"Where? Speak, where do you masturbate?"

"Ah! You’re silly, bro, so what’s up today? You couldn’t sleep here? Has the camp been invaded?"

"Yes, little brother, today he slept with your younger siblings!"

"Mh! They pee in bed, bababeki. Say fresh, not a case. I’m serious, bro!"

"Powah moro, little brother!"

Hamza left with intense feelings stirred by the explicit videos he’d just watched on Ezekiel’s phone. They lived in the same house as tenants. Ezekiel had reserved one room, while his parents had two bedrooms plus a living room. The house was large and very crowded with tenants who came even by the hundreds.

He went to the room he slept in with his younger siblings, his mind unsettled. He had his ways to calm himself when in such a state. He looked at his genitals, which were distant from the dreams of children wetting their beds.

He took his soap and water and went to the bathroom. As he was passing by, he heard moaning from the window of the neighboring room — people making love. His journey ended there; he wished to peek, but unfortunately, the light was out.

WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? DON’T MISS IT, THINGS HAVE JUST BEGUN!