Back in my bi- curious days, I had this one friend by the figure of Francisco. Now, Francisco was a well- built, gorgeous, Latino boy from head teacher to toe. On the weekends, my Padre would take me over to his sign of the zodiac, so I could hang with him and his younger brother, Steven. They were one year apart in age, but I was young than the both of them. Francisco, who was 15 at the clip, was always nice to me. He would always let me play first on video recording games, and he spent More clip with me, than with his brother. One day, Steven, Francisco, and myself were sitting in the animation elbow room of their father 's two tale flat. We were watching Snakes On A sheet, a popular picture at the meter. Me and Francisco shared one of the two couches, while Steven had his own. About halfway through the movie, Francisco began to nudge my leg with his foot. Naturally, I gazed over, and he had a huge smile on his face. I politely gave him half a smile, and turned my focus back to the screen. The nudging started again, this time on my lower second joint, and once again, I looked over. He was smiling again, except this metre he was more seductive. His regard held my care. With his eyes, he signaled to his crotch, as if he wanted me to search down. I did. Through his black hoops drawers, I saw the scheme of his Puerto Rican baby-maker. I tried not to bet too uneasy, so I smiled nonchalantly, and again watched the movie.
On his third gear effort, Francisco was playing with my feet, trying to arrest my attention. He did again. He signaled to his dick again, and to my amazement he was rock severe. He mouthed the words `` have-to doe with it ''. In response, I shook my head no. But he was relentless. I stared at him while rubbed his thick rooster, and while he made his thick shaft jump. The trap had snapped. He knew I was interest. He jumped up from the couch, and said to me and his brother, `` I 'm going upstairs to play the game '', in his heavy Puerto Rican accent.
A few instant later, I made my way upstairs, to encounter Francisco standing In the middle of his bedroom. Our oculus met, and instantly pulled down his boxershorts. He was sporting a violent red, throbbing erecting ! I was dripping with angst. Again, he told me to touch it, this time with sound. I acted as though I did n't require to contact it, but every column inch of my consistence was telling me to adjoin it. `` Reluctantly '', I walked a few pace to word him and held out my held to take hold of for hit. When I made contact with his putz, it made my hand hot. I pushed down his foreskin to the nucleotide of his lance, and he bit his lip. Begging me to proceed. He said, `` Suck it ''. Again, I said no, but I slowly made my way to my knees, and stared at this huge piece of music of man gist in front of my face.
At the tip, precum was oozing out of his dick, like a baby drools on his bib. I began to lick the tip, and he tilted his head back, and let out a moan that was barely audible. I put my lips on his red knob and worked my way down. I had sucked a dick before, and knew what I was doing. I made my way down, and let his loins tickle my nuzzle. I grabbed his pelvic arch, and pulled them closer toward me, to make his warm, thick cock to plunk deeper into my pharynx. He moaned louder this time, and he slowly began to bonk my mouth. He grabbed to back of my mind tightly. He grabbed with such military group, annoyance came to my psyche, and the suction of his dick stopped. I held the both of his hands, so I would be in control once again. I started to puddle the muscles in my throat contract, which made him wrestle with pleasure. He cried out, `` I 'm gon na bust ! '' I pulled away, and his warm, salty sister batter soiled my case, along with the front man of my shirt.
We retreated to the john to scavenge ourselves up. We took hand towels, and started to make clean his sticky essence from off of us. When we returned to the bedroom, and he still had a stiffy. He had never gone soft ! He was ready for daily round two already. I retired to my stifle once again, and began to suck violently, for lubrication. I returned to my feet, unsure of what to do next, but Francisco guided me along. He told me to lie on my back on the bed, but I said no. I wanted to digest up and do doggy. I felt like it would bruise less. So I pulled my jeans around my mortise joint, and leaned forward. I felt his warm, sweaty thenar traction my ass. I was really anxious and scared, because it was my outset time having a teenage boy ram his cock into my virgin hole. He licked his hand, and lubricated his monolithic 8 inch. He slapped his dick on my ass, then he made broadside gesture with it around my stiff hole. I whimpered a short as he allowed a ten percent of an inch to slew inside of me. I said through short gasps, `` Go slow ''. In answer, he thrust every inch he had interior of me. I could feel his thick pubis tickling the crack of my ass. Instantaneously, I pushed him out of me, and darted for the bathroom. I sat on the bathroom for a consequence, because I felt as though I needed to take a poop. Nothing came. The pain was so spartan, but I had no desire to stop. I went back into the bedroom where he was waiting for me. He was stroking his shiny, red cock. He explained to me that the only intellect he did that was to tease apart me up. I told him that I did n't worry and I was ready for more. I bent over in straw man of him yet again. This clock time, I held on to the frame of the bed, expecting the worse. He entered inside of me. I winced at the pain, but it was n't as intense as the first clip. Slower this meter, Francisco inched his way inside of me. This clip, he was patrician, so he would n't intentionally get me any more than pain in the ass. The pain was still salute, but fainter and fainter on every stroking.
The pleasure came gradually. With each breathtaking stroke, he dove deeper and deeper into my prostate gland. With each apoplexy, I could feel my cock twinge with angst. His screwing was more rhythmic now, and I started to flip it back, and with each pitching, he caught it effortlessly. I felt his body tremble. ( I soon realized he did this when he was about to have a very intense coming. ) He pulled out quickly, and let his ardent cum explode all over my back. He grunted like a wild Sus scrofa, and we breathed with short gasps, ineffectual to draw in broad breaths. Once again, we cleaned up and we played video recording games as we usually did, as if nothing had happened.
But every weekend I returned to his apartment, we shared the most erotic of adventures. Once, even five times in one day .