La montée des eaux du fleuve Niger et du Bani continue. Selon le ministère de la sécurité et de la protection civile, les seuils d’alerte ont été atteints et dépassés dans certaines localités. Il s’agit notamment de Banankoro, Kénioroba, Bamako, Ké-Macina, Beleny Keny à San, Sofara et Mopti.
Les ruelles sont envahies par les eaux du fleuve. Les boutiques et gargotes fermées. Quelques hôtels et services dans la zone tentent tant bien que mal d’assurer le service minimum. Certains se déplacent à l’aide de pirogue. Nous sommes bien ici à la cité du Niger. Un quartier huppé de Bamako. « C’est l’eau du fleuve qui est montée jusqu’à ce niveau depuis trois jours. J’ai une boutique et une gargote. Je n’arrive pas à travailler. Je ne sais pas quoi faire ». C’est en ces termes que s’est exprimé Amadou Maiga, boutiquier. « Actuellement je ne peux pas vendre car mes clients ne peuvent plus venir acheter. L’eau est montée petit à petit jusqu’à atteindre nos pieds maintenant », dit d’un ton triste Tenin Kamaté, restauratrice.
Le personnel réduit à Radio Klédu
A quelques encablures de là, se trouve la station radio Kledu. Les agents travaillent les pieds dans l’eau. Selon les responsables de la boîte, ils s’en sortent avec les moyens de bord. « Cela fait presqu’un mois qu’on est dans cette situation. Souvent l’eau monte souvent ça redescend. Franchement, on fait avec, en prenant nos dispositions pour que l’eau ne rentre dans le studio », explique Sory Ibrahim Touré responsable informatique de la radio Kledu. La radio a pris certaines dispositions pour que le personnel nécessaire puisse accéder à ses locaux « On a doté nos personnels de chaussures bottes. On a fait le minimum pour que les uns et les autres restent à la maison. Les agents indispensables sont là mais ce n’est pas facile », ajoute M.Touré.
Des ménages délogés
A Kalaban Coro Fala Kono, des habitants ont été obligés de quitter leurs maisons. Ils se sont retrouvés impuissant face à la crue du fleuve qui n’épargne le moindre coin des concessions. «L’eau a débordé de tous les côtés du fleuve. Beaucoup de personnes ont été délogées », nous confie Souleymane Sangho, un habitant. «J’ai déménagé dans une maison à étage mais la cour est remplie d’eau », renchérit M.Sangho.
La situation reste préoccupante pour les habitants de ces quartiers. Dans un récent communiqué, le ministère de la sécurité et de la protection civile invite les populations à l’évacuation des zones riveraines car la montée continue et les apports d’eaux sont très importants.
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Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol.
His father kicks the shoes from his feet and slides his khaki pants off, while still holding, the resistant nut-sac of his virile son in his right hand. He is now as naked as his 17-year-old son.
“Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice.
His father rakes the clear juice of his son’s leaking manhood over the boy’s tensed cockhead.
“My hard-on. Somewhat. But I have them all the time. You know that. You’ve made enough comments about me sportin’ boners in the morning when you see them at breakfast.”
His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.
I didn’t move and I didn’t want to move because the smell in there is so toxic. I can smell daddy’s unwashed ass in there. I was also so happy as daddy sat on the toilet to released his scent just for me to sniff. Just when The scent faded away I heard the daddy say, “Come here, boy.” I saw daddy sitting on my couch with nothing but a white brief on. The bulge was staring at me. I knew I was going to be having a wonderful night.
“I think all of us were sprouting wood, today, dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.”
“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.
His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son.
After I serve daddy’s left one, I was about to move to the right foot. While He stopped me, stood up, and walked towards the couch, he said “Crawling right after me.” I followed daddy. My nose was where daddy’s ass was. I was staring at that crotch while I was crawling, and I didn’t realize daddy stopped one of a sudden in front of the bathroom. My nose is slightly right into that dreaming ass crack.
“Stoke it, boy! Stroke it! Stroke that beautiful cock!” His father demands as his own cock draws on the wet interior of the glass enclosure shower. “Pound it harder, boy! Pound it harder!” “I don’t wanna jack-off, dad.” He says flabbergasted to his dad as he turns off the tap to the hot and chilly water in the shower.
“You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says. “Last I measured, I was nearly eight inches, dad. Maybe more. I may be even bigger, who knows.” He answers nonchalantly.
“Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.” Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol.
“Coach told us. To go beat off. Seeing all those tents in our shorts; he said we should have all been working out naked. Our shorts weren’t covering up, anything, as our cock’s periscoped out and over the elastic waistbands of our shorts.” He says to his dad as he steps from the shower. “Coach told us. To go beat off. Seeing all those tents in our shorts; he said we should have all been working out naked. Our shorts weren’t covering up, anything, as our cock’s periscoped out and over the elastic waistbands of our shorts.” He says to his dad as he steps from the shower.
“Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says. “You lettin’ the beard grow on your face, I see, son?” His father asks him, as his head bumps up under the chin of his towering son.
His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds. He dries himself but his throbbing cock continues to pulse as it grows harder because of his youth. The sensation intensifies. The feeling is wonderful. He can hear his cock throbbing in his ears.
“Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection. “Once you plant that cock of yours in some squirmy hole and empty those warm balls of yours into a moist wet hole. Then you are on your way to becoming a man, and only then will you, come-of-age. But it is only a step onto the winding pathway towards manhood. It is my job to teach you what it means to be a man.” His father stands as he finishes his sentence. Loosening his belt and pulling his shirt out from the tucked confines of his pants.
“I look forward to the day when you are a fully grown man, my son.” His father says. “I am anxious to see the fruit of my loins reach his fully-adorned manhood. Adulthood.” “What are ya now, by the way?”
“You have not fucked, have you, my son? Have you?” His father asks, as he readjusts the cock covered and swelling in his khaki pants. “I thought as much.” His dad takes a seat upon the closed commode lid.
The pre-cum leaks, like a babbling brook, from the boy’s erect and pulsing cock, depositing its tiny droplets of juice onto the arm-hairs of his proud father. His father squeezes the nuts of his son, tighter and tighter, releasing more of the youthful essence. “This is what a man looks like, son.” His father says as his pants fall to the floor. From his waist out pops his representation of a 40-year-old-man. And father of two teenage boys. His cock.
“Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure. “Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims.
“I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words. The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.
“I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.” “Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says.
He reaches and lets his hand glide over his swelled cock. Tickling the head of his bulbous cock with his rough fingertips which sends electric sparks through him and down to his toes. “I look forward to the day when you are a fully grown man, my son.” His father says. “I am anxious to see the fruit of my loins reach his fully-adorned manhood. Adulthood.”
Garrett picks up the pee-stained and cum-leaked jock from the tile floor. “That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.
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