CONFESSION OF AN ADDICT (PART 2)

The next day, during recess at school, I walked up to this my friend and asked him what the movie was, what they were doing and why they had acted the way they did. So many questions had popped up in my mind as I sat down on that couch the night before. Questions for which I needed answers. He laughed and asked me how I thought children came. Before then, I had always been told by my parents that children came from the God. So I answered him in the same accord, he laughed again, this time holding his stomach and saying I wasn't going to kill him with my dumb answers. I looked puzzled at his wet eyes as he rolled out bursts of laughter. When he had settled, he placed his left hand on my right shoulder, he then told me that the act I had witnessed the previous night was the way children came to be and that it was an awesome experience.
My young mind was trying hard to absorb the information it had just received, my brain tried to process them but it was too much. I had been brought up in a devout Christian home, we were hardly allowed to watch TV except the evening news and the little times we stayed up late into night to watch a movie most of which were when my parents weren't at home. My Dad was a zonal leader in church and my mum was an active member of the women fellowship. I had attended every Sunday school service and even went on evangelism. So you can understand how strange these things sounded to my innocent ears. We hurriedly scuffled to our classes at the sound of the school bell that marked the end of recess time. From that day I started seeing thing differently. I started noticing the girls that had breasts in my class, I started feeling, having emotions towards the opposite sex.
My lust had been birthed and was growing fast. My female teachers weren't left out, I looked at them lustfully as they walked across the classroom and sometimes even fantasied about having sex with them. Thoughts about how it would be, how it would feel to have my teachers giving the low moans of excitement I had heard from the women in the movie and knowing I was the one making them moan kept me warm in class. Each time I did this, the hormonal surge was usually overwhelming and I loved that feeling so much that I didn't want to stop. I just wanted more.
So one day, I asked my friend how I could get more of the movie. He said he had none except the one he had given me but promised to get in touch with me soon. After about a week or two, he ran up to me one day after school at the football field during practice -we had started an intra-school soccer cup and I was the goalie for my team- and he handed me a piece of paper. It contained list of websites where I could get porno videos and pictures, which I found out he had gotten it from his elder brother's laptop. Excited at what lay in my folded palm, I thanked him heartily and ran to where my school bag was. I put the piece of paper into my bag and returned to continue the game.
Reaching home was something I couldn't wait for, I could hardly put my head in the game and my lack of concentration cost us the game. But I didn't care, I just wanted to go home. When I got home, I performed my normal ritual of chores and assignments, then I waited for everyone to sleep again as my custom had become. I made sure everyone was fast asleep, I wasn't taking any risks. Then I walked into my room, picked up my phone and inputed the URLs. The web pages opened and my jaw dropped at the site before me. I felt like jumping, several pictures and videos, I could choose and watch any I wanted. All I had to do was click and wait while the videos loaded.
I saw this video in which a student was having sex with his teacher, I didn't think twice before I hurriedly clicked on the play button. It was just all I had fantasized about my teachers. Oh, it felt so good watching them work on each other that I didn't know when I started touching myself, the more I watched and touched myself, the better it felt. I had been caught up in a new world of euphoria. I was so engrossed in this little world of ecstasy, I didn't hear the door of my parent's room open. Few seconds later, I saw a figure standing by my door. I was so scared I could have fainted. It was my mum, she had come to check if my windows were closed, it had been raining. Of course I hadn't noticed that, I was lost. I froze as she stood there at the door looking down at my frame on the bed. (To be continued...)