+18 STORY: CHERRY POPPER - EPISODE ONE [BY THE PERVERTED HERMIT]

Olabisi Onabanjo University popularly called OSU or OOU changed me, It reduced the rate at which I make use of my gargantuan phallus even at its detumescence state but don’t even imagine its seize when it’s hard because it becomes dinosaurian such that even mothers of three or four get excited looking at the bulging frame from my pant trousers. Yes! You heard me right, mothers! I lay with anything under skirts. I had become a legend before leaving Lagos for Ago-Iwoye with the intention of painting the town red with my power rod but sadly I couldn’t because registration process under the main Campus popularly called PS or Permanent Stress is enough to run a man mad but thank God I didn’t run mad, before the commencement of lecture I already hated the school, registration process was cumbersome but when it was finally over I began to find something interesting about the school.

On this Monday morning, I resumed my own class at the motion ground and went straight to join the Kegites who were gyrating and drinking palm wine which is available in abundance, then this lanky guy bumbled in, he stank of cheap liquor and cigarettes;
‘Haffa na my guy!’, he approached me with a stretched arm. I shook him and replied; ‘I dey’.
‘Me sef don see say you dey as you dey flex alone this early morning, na you dey enjoy o’, I laughed and replied him; ‘which enjoyment dey inside palm wine na?’.
‘Ahhhh!!! Enjoyment plenty ooo, oya make dem gimme something make I drink for your head na’, he said.

I liked the guy’s courage and humility. It is obvious that he is not a fresher like me and he knew that I am a fresher yet he still decided to hang out with me so I called out to 'Eya' the palm wine tapper. I would have ignored him but I had so much cash on me and what I needed at that point in time was a mate to drink with me. I ordered for two gourds because my cup was almost empty so we started drinking.
‘My guy, thank you jare, I really need this drink, my girl friend just leave me because of one stupid yahoo boy like that, so the thing dey vex me gaaan’
‘Eh yah, sorry’, I tried to console him.
‘Which kind sorry you dey tell me, shey my mama die ni?, I dey go OGD hall go look for fresh fish there jare’, he said.

With the way he addressed me, I assumed he didn’t know I am also a fresher, perhaps I was wrong to think he knew. So as we drank on, I contemplated whether to tell him or not, he made my thought easier because he is a chatter box so he talked on and on while I brooded over my decision. Although it sounded like it’s no big deal but to someone like me who has familiarised himself with undergraduates I knew making your status to a stalite known as a fresher makes you vulnerable to extortion and subjugation sometimes, so I decided to keep my calm and played along.

When we finished our drinks, I paid Eya and we left the pub together;
‘Thanks for the drink bro, me na Nas, Nas o pe meji ni OSU yi’, he introduced himself with a self adulation.
‘Me na Last Born’, I said.
‘Okay na Last Born. So, where you dey go?', Nas asked me.
‘Nowhere jare’, I lied. I knew I am supposed to attend a GNS class at OGD but I didn’t just feel like it.
‘Ehn ehn, oya follow me go OGD na make we go catch fresh fish’, knowing I had no choice because Nas looked and sounded like the type that will convince someone to do something out of his will but he didn’t need to convince me much because that was my real destination and I had no other place to go any way.

OGD lecture hall was filled to the brim with all 100L students waiting for the lecturer in charge of the GNS course. Students from other levels who came to the lecture hall to hunt for babes and make new friends were almost as much as the 100L students themselves so the hall and its surroundings was busy like a hive when we got there.

We quickly mixed up with the crowd and Nas found himself a babe in less than five minutes, three minutes later he found another one and by the time we had spent fifteen minutes there he has collected about seven phone numbers and making a girl laugh out so loud that he she could be heard ten yards away.

Nas looked at my direction and saw me standing perplexed so he excused himself from the girl and came to me;
‘Haffa na, how many you don catch?’, he made it sound like catching a fish for real or like it’s that easy. It is easy for him any way.
‘Guy! Soji yourself o, no dulling for here. You suppose don catch one fish as par say you be fine boi, girls go even dey monkey for you’, as he spoke he noticed I wasn’t looking at or listening to him rather I was staring at an angel walking towards my direction.

Nas brought me out of my reverie with a mocking devilish laugh;
‘Mugu! You don miss road, no just go there at all o, na Sisi Oge you dey look? That girl wey proud pass like say na she be president pikin. She no dey answer guys before, na now wey she win Sisi Oge you come dey look her?'.

I ignored him and walked up to her but wished I hadn’t done so because I got the disgrace of my life as she looked at me as if God isn’t my creator, hissed and walked off to a Honda baby boy and left me staring at the rear of the car as it zoomed off while I stood glued there staring into blank space.

...to be continued!

Written by: THE PERVERTED HERMIT
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