Okay, this is a new piece by charly boy and it's really interesting......
Some say that I am gay; some have
called me a fag, crazily some think
am a transvestite. Some will swear
I’m bisexual, hummmmmm. My
Sexuality has always been a
subject of great scrutiny and
misconception ever since I can
remember, and I have had a ball if
I say so myself. Na today? E don
tey!
My parents saw Pepper. When I
was barely 10yrs old, my baby
nurse was caught tampering with
me sexually, Chineke! A practice
that pleasured me even though I
didn’t know what the heck to do,
when we were caught by my
mother needless to say how levied
she was. My God! Come and see!
She beat the living hell out of my
baby nurse, didn't even know my
mum knew karate and judo then.
No be small thing.
By the time I turned 12, I was
disvirgined by a local whore who dashed
me my first STD, the discomfort I
experienced was very scary, it was as if
my kini was on fire. Kai! I confided in
my Mama, who took it upon herself to
further frighten and scare the living day
light out of me, telling me how sex is so
bad and dangerous. Did that frighten me
after I was cured? For where? From
there on, girls were getting pregnant
around me like they were all catching
cold. The more I was beaten up by my
father and scared shitless by my mother
for my waywardness the more stories of
pregnant girls all over the bloody place
grew, it was amazing though it wasn't
funny.
Meanwhile in secondary school, my mates
were busy being good children, reading
their books; I was busy fornicating all
over the place getting girls pregnant. It
was incredible when I come to think
about it now. Yesoooo I was catching my
fun with reckless abandon while my
parents prayed for my deliverance
because chaiii, I spoil from belle, no be
today. By the time I was 16yrs old I had
my first baby, of course not to be seen as
a cursed child I denied any knowledge of
ever knowing the woman at the time,
who usually were all older than me, some
by 10yrs. All I could chorus at that time
was that famous tune by Shaggy, No, "It
Wasn't Me". By the time I turned 19, my
mother in her wisdom talked me into
getting married early. I went along with
the programme, for me I saw it all as
legally having a free supply of p....sy,
endless sex, which one be my own. That
marriage failed before it kicked off, I was
just too young and immature to
understand what I was getting myself
into, that’s how I ended up marrying
3times, experimenting with different
women before meeting my present
anointed wife, lady Diane.
It has not been all that bad because I
can now see how wanting to be severely
me has brought me miles ahead of my
peers and age mates.
Now I smell like someone who was always
ahead of his game. My first son is about
46yrs old now, an associate professor at
MIT in Boston Mass. USA. Then it was
taboo for a young man of 16 to be
making babies, right now my people, it's
a blessing, and I thank God daily. I have
nine kids and 14 grandchildren, I have
had my fill God knows, but the hardest
thing was the discipline I had to employ
when I built the larger than life Image
that is CharlyBoy.
There were girls everywhere, crawling
from between the cracks in the walls,
young girls, not so young, old and not
too old, married women, red Indians,
white, black, green. There were more
women around me, God! I don't even
know how I coped, thanks for all that I
have learnt as a Buddhist. The art of
conquering one’s body, controlling my
desires and not allowing it to gain
dominion over me. At first it was difficult,
but the more I chased the truth in the
line of clean living I started to develop a
more beautiful soul. It was only
discipline , courage, wisdom and the
blood of Lady Diane that helped me
survive attacks from all them women, the
harder they came the harder they fell. I
chased the chasers. No be small tin.
The controversial stunt and hype of being
gay, was my unorthodox way of beating
off most of the women hanging around
me, it was becoming ridiculous. As the
hype gained momentum most of the
women left me to myself, feeling that my
sexual preference was different. The fact
that I was able to act with restrain made
me powerful, can't really explain it, but I
felt godlike and I knew I had come of
age.
As I matured through the journey I
started to feel more in control of my
erection and emotions. But no thanks to
the gay thing, I have always been as
straight as a pencil and even if I was,
why would I ever hide it, I send
anybody? Me, Charlyboy, 007, license to
do anyhow. Long story short, it
discouraged a lot of women from
hanging around, since I couldn't beat
them off. Oh! I played my part very well
as Charlyboy. The gen gen tins abi? I’m
really good at it, believe me.
Just in case I’m losing you, or have
managed to confuse you. Please get
your mind out from the gutters I’m
talking about discipline here, not
indiscriminate sex. I’m talking about the
need for grownups to live a more
disciplined life, having more respect for
your Kini and your body. I may have
been a bomb as a teenager, but my
brother now I know better how to honour
and respect my body. Gbam!
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