Hello, before I start, I'll describe myself, I'm 47 years old, dark-haired, 190 cm tall, quite robust but not fat, I did sports all my childhood, adolescence, and part of my youth, so I have very good legs, I'm a tall guy with a lot of strength but now I have a belly and hair everywhere, chest and legs with some gray. A classic daddy with gray hair and height.
I travel for work all year round and visit several major cities around the world. But I grew up and lived for several years of my youth in Buenos Aires.
I love Buenos Aires, it's always awake, with possibilities about everything, drugs, sex, alcohol, music, and theater. I like staying at the Four Seasons because of its location. Although I'm very showy, I like using public transportation, walking around squares, exploring San Telmo, Constitution, and some train stations in the capital area. I have a morbid fascination with paying for sex, but not for those who dedicate themselves to sexual work, only for those who need money, those virgins of the prostitution business, those seduced by money.
On one of my last trips during the summer, I was taking the H line subway in Buenos Aires at lunchtime. You can always see musicians playing some tango, rock, or reggae at stations on this line. I was looking around as usual and caught the attention of a blonde boy who was singing a Manu Chao theme song with great enthusiasm, feeling the lyrics and every word he said. I looked him up well, he was a 27-year-old guy, very handsome, with a red beard that had just grown in, very sun-kissed, wearing a shaved head and sunglasses, about 175 cm tall. I kept looking at him and noticed that he seemed to sense that someone had been staring at him for some time; when he finished his number, I passed by and generously gave him around 100 Argentine pesos, which is not common for street artists, saw his beautiful smile in those rose-colored lips. I'd pay that and much more to see her smile again. When I finish wearing the hat. He went down and changed cars to keep playing, and I followed him. I listened to his songs for another couple of stations, without taking my eyes off him and trying to imagine him naked. I looked at his legs, which also wore a short, worn-out pantaloon, had beautiful blond hair, with big calves that made me think this man practices or practiced some sport, I preferred to imagine he played soccer in his free time, which was later confirmed.
A recent photo of NicoA while later he came back with his hat on, recognized me and put on an astonished face, but this time I left him less, I didn't want to scare him but wanted him to notice how interested I was in him. When he changed cars again and came back with his hat on, I got up and got off without leaving anything, I didn't want to spook him, when he got off the subway because there were no more stops left me approached him and spoke, introduced myself and noticed he didn't want to chat much. I told him how much I loved how he played the guitar, and that I hadn't heard anyone else sing with such passion the songs of Manu Chao like he did. His gaze changed and he asked if I knew Manu or had listened to him in person, I said I had listened to him play in Spain sometime, he lit up during the conversation and a little later I could get more information out of him. He was a boy traveling as a backpacker, from Santa Fe, a province in Argentina. He told me he had traveled along the entire Atlantic coast of America. He had returned to Argentina because he didn't have any money left and was waiting to do something here so he could travel again, wanted to go back to see his family and continue his journey along the Pacific coast. Okay, a beautiful boy and musician who needed money, my eyes lit up, I told him I had a job and asked if he was interested, I said if he wanted to come to the hotel where I'm staying and give a small concert that I would love to hear him away from the subway noise. The proposal delighted him, I asked how much and said around 1500 for the presentation, which could also increase depending on the amount of time he stayed. He introduced himself, took off his glasses and gave me his hand, when I saw his eyes I was even more captivated, some greenish eyes really beautiful, he told me his name and age. His name was Nicolas and he was 26 years old. We agreed to meet at the Four Seasons at 11 pm that same day, I told him to come dressed as he usually does when playing. any season, just come well-groomed.
When I returned to the hotel, I asked for a room change to a larger one, and I requested the royal suite with an enormous window. Arriving at 11 pm, I waited in the lobby of the hotel entrance, where he was coming with a muscular red jersey cut off and well-scotched on both sides, with a torn jean short, worn-out sneakers, all his style, really beautiful and exciting. I had never been with a man like this before. I like collecting stereotypes, I've got rockers, dancers, actors, football players, villas, athletes etc.
He arrived, greeted me, and asked where he was going to play, having brought all his equipment just like he plays on the subway. I told him to go up, that the presentation would be upstairs. We took the elevator and reached out to look at his ass, not noticing much but being a bit of an observer, I recognize a good ass regardless of how loose the clothes are. Quickly I realized that this boy was coming very well from behind. I was already getting excited.
Ah, I forgot to tell you, as I said before, I'm a pervert, so every time I fuck a guy for his needs, I put on a showy outfit, demonstrating power and money. We went up and I told him it was my room. He hesitated and I told him straight out that the presentation would be only for me, that I didn't need any other spectators, there wasn't a party or anything. I told him I'm a man who enjoys life's pleasures in an eccentric way and to my own style, if he didn't have any problems with singing solo for me. He looked at me strangely and dubitatively. I opened the door and offered him to come in, he came without many more words.
I listened to him sing and play the guitar for about 30 minutes, really singing well, sitting on a couch and facing him at a few meters away with soft lighting. When he finished the first songs, I told him if he wanted something to eat, drink or smoke that everything was on my account, that anything could be ordered absolutely... The hotel is available. The man, already getting comfortable, accepted and asked for something to eat and drink, and a bottle of wine. I told him to order two, as I imagined he must be thirsty after all that singing.
We smoked some cigars and drank wine while chatting, it would have been an hour since he stopped playing, between so much talk the wine ran out and I asked for two more. He talked about his loves, his girls, those he left behind on the way, those he fell in love with and those he only had sex with. Already opening the fourth bottle, he asked me about myself, what I did and about my women, I told him the truth, that I didn't care about women, that I liked men and especially handsome and blond ones like him. He smiled and grabbed his guitar to start playing again, already in a state of intoxication, half-dizzy trying to play while still laughing, he already knew what was happening and why he had been led there, but clearly his intention was to leave as soon as possible, having fulfilled his task and nothing more. I asked him to play closer, that the mix he represented was beautiful, that mix of music, art, and beauty. That I wanted to look at him closer, that almost never do all those qualities come together in one person. He was sitting in front of me, less than a meter away, his mouth with tobacco and wine breath driving me crazy, I saw how beautiful music came out of that mouth and that smell I loved, like his mustache moved in sync with his pink lips, those beautiful colors he wore on his beautiful skin. I looked at his bronzed and golden knee from all the handsome blonds who had won my heart and put my hand there. He automatically leaned back. I apologized and said I couldn't take it anymore, he seemed very handsome to me. I flattered him so much and in such a poetic, educated, and seductive way that he almost froze looking at me, not believing someone could say something like that about him, had him almost where I wanted. I caressed his face and got close to his mouth and gave him a soft kiss, grabbing his lip. Under mine, just one as a test to see how he'd react, stayed hard. He told me he didn't like men and couldn't do that. I proposed three thousand pesos more added to what I paid him for touching me, if he let himself be kissed for a while. He accepted but asked for another bottle of wine, I ordered two more. When the order arrived, he poured one glass from a single shot and told me he was ready. I stood up, we faced each other with one in front of the other and took him by the face, looked at his eyes and told myself I'd give him the tastiest kiss ever, kissed him so softly, bit his lips and squeezed them with mine. I played with my tongue inside his mouth for a good while, holding his face and beard with one hand and his waist with the other, it was noticeable he had a defined stomach, he was thin and everything was hard, that excited me more and pushed his arms towards my shoulders with my hands and took him by both hands around his waist, kept kissing him as long as he let himself be kissed, until I felt his tongue start to respond and entered my mouth. My penis got hard and I leaned it against his, noticed he was getting excited too, took me by the back of my head with his hands and that's how it started.
This was Nico when I met himI was rubbing my cock against his, I could feel it, he was just as excited as I was. I lowered my hands and grabbed his ass under his pants, they were like I had imagined them, soft, spongy, and with little beautiful and red holes. A beautiful fluffy and red asshole. I spent a good while caressing his ass and body, touching those abs and his beautiful body. After a while, I turned him around, put his hands on the wall, and lowered his pants, he didn't say anything, just let himself be led and accepted everything I asked him to do, I told him to open his ass while I was putting my face in that beautiful asshole, started biting his ass and sucking it, passed my tongue over every corner and left a little hole for the end, when I got to where I wanted to go, I made small circles around his anus, Nico let out a small moan of pleasure, I suppose he had never felt that before. His skin prickled and I passed my whole tongue over his anus, sucking it softly at times and frenetically at others. When I heard his moans getting stronger, with more power and less inhibition from the situation, I put in a soft finger. He let out a small, dry moan, touched his penis and was totally erect and leaking pre-cum, I jerked him off for a while, putting my finger in his asshole, the boy could only moan, he was completely taken over by that new pleasure he was feeling. I wiped my fingers with his pre-cum and smoothly put in two fingers. When I noticed his level of excitement was quite high, I made him suck cock. I pulled up his pants and sat down on the couch, grabbed another cigar and a glass of wine. I jerked off over the top of my pants while he looked at me without doing anything, asked him to kneel and suck it, he didn't say anything, just kneeled and started touching my penis through my pants, but needed a little push more and offered him a glass of wine, he took it again in one gulp, lowered my pants and let him jerk me off while I took a moment to get ready for my first blow job, under his neck and gave him some kisses. the head of my cock, which was totally soaked with pre semen, spat a little and didn't dare, took out the popper I had in my pocket, opened it and told him to inhale without asking what it was or obeying me any more, he inhaled for a good while, I taped his mouth and nose until the effect took hold. When I saw his red face, it was time, I let go of him and opened his mouth with my finger, asked him to look at me, he was agitated, with dilated pupils, furrowed brow, and red eyes on the verge of crying, as if holding back something, gave him a little more popper and brought his mouth close without removing my finger from it until I reached my cock, he sucked it like it wasn't his first time, he took it all the way to the bottom, sucked it with so much desire, choked but didn't care, took air and went back in whole again, had his whole mouth full of pre semen and saliva, had tearful eyes and a red face. I left him giving me oral sex for a good while, looked to the side and saw myself in a mirror and the image was like a high-quality porn movie, a big man well-dressed and powerful with a cigar and a cup in his hand, with a redhead hippie guy kneeling at my feet sucking my cock, drugged and drunk, new to experiencing his first time with a man. There were jets of pre semen all over his face, his red beard was soaked and he had an expression of exhaustion and pleasure, all red. I got up and threw him onto the bed with his face down, took off his pants and got on top of him, with my cock at the height of his ass, passed my wet cock along the crack of his ass, listened to him groan, understood that he was already enjoying it and to make sure asked if I could suck his ass for a little while more, nodded his head and I plunged into his red ass, bit it, sucked it and left kisses on his buttocks. I slowly inserted my finger until he didn't complain anymore and then put in another one, when I felt that there wasn't much pain anymore, prepared to penetrate him. Took off what was left of his clothes, took off mine and left him face down. Fucking him with two fingers, I had his cock exploding, pulled out the fingers and shoved my head into his cock all at once, he screamed and begged me to stop, tried to get up but I pinned him down against the bed, took hold of his arms and put them behind him, preventing him from getting up, with the other hand I crushed his head and tried to penetrate him again, but it was very tight and wouldn't give in, let him go for a bit and he lay there on the bed, asked if he wanted to continue and he said no, told him there would be another three thousand pesos if we kept going, accepted reluctantly and put him on his hands and knees looking at the mirror, gave him more popper but this time I gave him enough and left him without breathing for a bit, when I saw his face red again I let go and noticed he was pulling his ass back further, he was agitated and I went in without giving him any more time, let everything in all at once and screamed loudly but without resisting, pumped his ass hard while holding onto his belt with one hand and a metal collar around his neck with the other, like a dog, asked him to look at me in the mirror, he looked up at me with tears in his eyes and groaned loudly. I touched his cock and it was rock-hard, pulling out pre-cum. Without taking my cock out of him, I turned him over and put him on his hands and knees again, sucked all those worked legs and rode him while holding onto him, pulled out streams of pre-cum but no cum yet. I had become a beast, sweating a lot, noticed how sweat was dripping from my face onto his body, got close to him and gave him a good kiss on the mouth, leaned into him with my whole hairy chest and wet hair, hugged him and started pumping his ass harder until I felt myself coming, my cock swelled up so much that I heard Nico scream again in pain, his ass was very tight, it hurt me a bit but I felt a lot of pleasure feeling streams and streams going inside him, and filled him with cum, fell onto him and noticed he was finishing with the friction of my body against his mine.
After a while when our breathing slowed down and we could come to, I pulled out my cock still hard and saw it coming out of his ass, it was full of cum and blood. I asked if he was okay and he fell asleep in bed. He was totally drunk and drugged, I dried him off a bit and cleaned him up, passed a towel over his beautiful face and couldn't believe I had been inside such a tremendous, sweet and rustic guy. I costed out next to him, we both fell asleep and I went to sleep making him suck me off.
The next day Nico got up very shyly, took a bath and got dressed without talking much to me, gave me the agreed amount of silver and left, left my number and email with him, told him I'd be in Bs As until tomorrow but that I always come back, that we could repeat when I get back. Without saying much he left.
After some months he contacted me and I saw him again and that's for another story, although it's been a while since we don't see each other anymore.
If you liked it, I could write more of my anecdotes with dudes who gave me their bum for a couple of bills.
I travel for work all year round and visit several major cities around the world. But I grew up and lived for several years of my youth in Buenos Aires.
I love Buenos Aires, it's always awake, with possibilities about everything, drugs, sex, alcohol, music, and theater. I like staying at the Four Seasons because of its location. Although I'm very showy, I like using public transportation, walking around squares, exploring San Telmo, Constitution, and some train stations in the capital area. I have a morbid fascination with paying for sex, but not for those who dedicate themselves to sexual work, only for those who need money, those virgins of the prostitution business, those seduced by money.
On one of my last trips during the summer, I was taking the H line subway in Buenos Aires at lunchtime. You can always see musicians playing some tango, rock, or reggae at stations on this line. I was looking around as usual and caught the attention of a blonde boy who was singing a Manu Chao theme song with great enthusiasm, feeling the lyrics and every word he said. I looked him up well, he was a 27-year-old guy, very handsome, with a red beard that had just grown in, very sun-kissed, wearing a shaved head and sunglasses, about 175 cm tall. I kept looking at him and noticed that he seemed to sense that someone had been staring at him for some time; when he finished his number, I passed by and generously gave him around 100 Argentine pesos, which is not common for street artists, saw his beautiful smile in those rose-colored lips. I'd pay that and much more to see her smile again. When I finish wearing the hat. He went down and changed cars to keep playing, and I followed him. I listened to his songs for another couple of stations, without taking my eyes off him and trying to imagine him naked. I looked at his legs, which also wore a short, worn-out pantaloon, had beautiful blond hair, with big calves that made me think this man practices or practiced some sport, I preferred to imagine he played soccer in his free time, which was later confirmed.
A recent photo of NicoA while later he came back with his hat on, recognized me and put on an astonished face, but this time I left him less, I didn't want to scare him but wanted him to notice how interested I was in him. When he changed cars again and came back with his hat on, I got up and got off without leaving anything, I didn't want to spook him, when he got off the subway because there were no more stops left me approached him and spoke, introduced myself and noticed he didn't want to chat much. I told him how much I loved how he played the guitar, and that I hadn't heard anyone else sing with such passion the songs of Manu Chao like he did. His gaze changed and he asked if I knew Manu or had listened to him in person, I said I had listened to him play in Spain sometime, he lit up during the conversation and a little later I could get more information out of him. He was a boy traveling as a backpacker, from Santa Fe, a province in Argentina. He told me he had traveled along the entire Atlantic coast of America. He had returned to Argentina because he didn't have any money left and was waiting to do something here so he could travel again, wanted to go back to see his family and continue his journey along the Pacific coast. Okay, a beautiful boy and musician who needed money, my eyes lit up, I told him I had a job and asked if he was interested, I said if he wanted to come to the hotel where I'm staying and give a small concert that I would love to hear him away from the subway noise. The proposal delighted him, I asked how much and said around 1500 for the presentation, which could also increase depending on the amount of time he stayed. He introduced himself, took off his glasses and gave me his hand, when I saw his eyes I was even more captivated, some greenish eyes really beautiful, he told me his name and age. His name was Nicolas and he was 26 years old. We agreed to meet at the Four Seasons at 11 pm that same day, I told him to come dressed as he usually does when playing. any season, just come well-groomed.
When I returned to the hotel, I asked for a room change to a larger one, and I requested the royal suite with an enormous window. Arriving at 11 pm, I waited in the lobby of the hotel entrance, where he was coming with a muscular red jersey cut off and well-scotched on both sides, with a torn jean short, worn-out sneakers, all his style, really beautiful and exciting. I had never been with a man like this before. I like collecting stereotypes, I've got rockers, dancers, actors, football players, villas, athletes etc.
He arrived, greeted me, and asked where he was going to play, having brought all his equipment just like he plays on the subway. I told him to go up, that the presentation would be upstairs. We took the elevator and reached out to look at his ass, not noticing much but being a bit of an observer, I recognize a good ass regardless of how loose the clothes are. Quickly I realized that this boy was coming very well from behind. I was already getting excited.
Ah, I forgot to tell you, as I said before, I'm a pervert, so every time I fuck a guy for his needs, I put on a showy outfit, demonstrating power and money. We went up and I told him it was my room. He hesitated and I told him straight out that the presentation would be only for me, that I didn't need any other spectators, there wasn't a party or anything. I told him I'm a man who enjoys life's pleasures in an eccentric way and to my own style, if he didn't have any problems with singing solo for me. He looked at me strangely and dubitatively. I opened the door and offered him to come in, he came without many more words.
I listened to him sing and play the guitar for about 30 minutes, really singing well, sitting on a couch and facing him at a few meters away with soft lighting. When he finished the first songs, I told him if he wanted something to eat, drink or smoke that everything was on my account, that anything could be ordered absolutely... The hotel is available. The man, already getting comfortable, accepted and asked for something to eat and drink, and a bottle of wine. I told him to order two, as I imagined he must be thirsty after all that singing.
We smoked some cigars and drank wine while chatting, it would have been an hour since he stopped playing, between so much talk the wine ran out and I asked for two more. He talked about his loves, his girls, those he left behind on the way, those he fell in love with and those he only had sex with. Already opening the fourth bottle, he asked me about myself, what I did and about my women, I told him the truth, that I didn't care about women, that I liked men and especially handsome and blond ones like him. He smiled and grabbed his guitar to start playing again, already in a state of intoxication, half-dizzy trying to play while still laughing, he already knew what was happening and why he had been led there, but clearly his intention was to leave as soon as possible, having fulfilled his task and nothing more. I asked him to play closer, that the mix he represented was beautiful, that mix of music, art, and beauty. That I wanted to look at him closer, that almost never do all those qualities come together in one person. He was sitting in front of me, less than a meter away, his mouth with tobacco and wine breath driving me crazy, I saw how beautiful music came out of that mouth and that smell I loved, like his mustache moved in sync with his pink lips, those beautiful colors he wore on his beautiful skin. I looked at his bronzed and golden knee from all the handsome blonds who had won my heart and put my hand there. He automatically leaned back. I apologized and said I couldn't take it anymore, he seemed very handsome to me. I flattered him so much and in such a poetic, educated, and seductive way that he almost froze looking at me, not believing someone could say something like that about him, had him almost where I wanted. I caressed his face and got close to his mouth and gave him a soft kiss, grabbing his lip. Under mine, just one as a test to see how he'd react, stayed hard. He told me he didn't like men and couldn't do that. I proposed three thousand pesos more added to what I paid him for touching me, if he let himself be kissed for a while. He accepted but asked for another bottle of wine, I ordered two more. When the order arrived, he poured one glass from a single shot and told me he was ready. I stood up, we faced each other with one in front of the other and took him by the face, looked at his eyes and told myself I'd give him the tastiest kiss ever, kissed him so softly, bit his lips and squeezed them with mine. I played with my tongue inside his mouth for a good while, holding his face and beard with one hand and his waist with the other, it was noticeable he had a defined stomach, he was thin and everything was hard, that excited me more and pushed his arms towards my shoulders with my hands and took him by both hands around his waist, kept kissing him as long as he let himself be kissed, until I felt his tongue start to respond and entered my mouth. My penis got hard and I leaned it against his, noticed he was getting excited too, took me by the back of my head with his hands and that's how it started.
This was Nico when I met himI was rubbing my cock against his, I could feel it, he was just as excited as I was. I lowered my hands and grabbed his ass under his pants, they were like I had imagined them, soft, spongy, and with little beautiful and red holes. A beautiful fluffy and red asshole. I spent a good while caressing his ass and body, touching those abs and his beautiful body. After a while, I turned him around, put his hands on the wall, and lowered his pants, he didn't say anything, just let himself be led and accepted everything I asked him to do, I told him to open his ass while I was putting my face in that beautiful asshole, started biting his ass and sucking it, passed my tongue over every corner and left a little hole for the end, when I got to where I wanted to go, I made small circles around his anus, Nico let out a small moan of pleasure, I suppose he had never felt that before. His skin prickled and I passed my whole tongue over his anus, sucking it softly at times and frenetically at others. When I heard his moans getting stronger, with more power and less inhibition from the situation, I put in a soft finger. He let out a small, dry moan, touched his penis and was totally erect and leaking pre-cum, I jerked him off for a while, putting my finger in his asshole, the boy could only moan, he was completely taken over by that new pleasure he was feeling. I wiped my fingers with his pre-cum and smoothly put in two fingers. When I noticed his level of excitement was quite high, I made him suck cock. I pulled up his pants and sat down on the couch, grabbed another cigar and a glass of wine. I jerked off over the top of my pants while he looked at me without doing anything, asked him to kneel and suck it, he didn't say anything, just kneeled and started touching my penis through my pants, but needed a little push more and offered him a glass of wine, he took it again in one gulp, lowered my pants and let him jerk me off while I took a moment to get ready for my first blow job, under his neck and gave him some kisses. the head of my cock, which was totally soaked with pre semen, spat a little and didn't dare, took out the popper I had in my pocket, opened it and told him to inhale without asking what it was or obeying me any more, he inhaled for a good while, I taped his mouth and nose until the effect took hold. When I saw his red face, it was time, I let go of him and opened his mouth with my finger, asked him to look at me, he was agitated, with dilated pupils, furrowed brow, and red eyes on the verge of crying, as if holding back something, gave him a little more popper and brought his mouth close without removing my finger from it until I reached my cock, he sucked it like it wasn't his first time, he took it all the way to the bottom, sucked it with so much desire, choked but didn't care, took air and went back in whole again, had his whole mouth full of pre semen and saliva, had tearful eyes and a red face. I left him giving me oral sex for a good while, looked to the side and saw myself in a mirror and the image was like a high-quality porn movie, a big man well-dressed and powerful with a cigar and a cup in his hand, with a redhead hippie guy kneeling at my feet sucking my cock, drugged and drunk, new to experiencing his first time with a man. There were jets of pre semen all over his face, his red beard was soaked and he had an expression of exhaustion and pleasure, all red. I got up and threw him onto the bed with his face down, took off his pants and got on top of him, with my cock at the height of his ass, passed my wet cock along the crack of his ass, listened to him groan, understood that he was already enjoying it and to make sure asked if I could suck his ass for a little while more, nodded his head and I plunged into his red ass, bit it, sucked it and left kisses on his buttocks. I slowly inserted my finger until he didn't complain anymore and then put in another one, when I felt that there wasn't much pain anymore, prepared to penetrate him. Took off what was left of his clothes, took off mine and left him face down. Fucking him with two fingers, I had his cock exploding, pulled out the fingers and shoved my head into his cock all at once, he screamed and begged me to stop, tried to get up but I pinned him down against the bed, took hold of his arms and put them behind him, preventing him from getting up, with the other hand I crushed his head and tried to penetrate him again, but it was very tight and wouldn't give in, let him go for a bit and he lay there on the bed, asked if he wanted to continue and he said no, told him there would be another three thousand pesos if we kept going, accepted reluctantly and put him on his hands and knees looking at the mirror, gave him more popper but this time I gave him enough and left him without breathing for a bit, when I saw his face red again I let go and noticed he was pulling his ass back further, he was agitated and I went in without giving him any more time, let everything in all at once and screamed loudly but without resisting, pumped his ass hard while holding onto his belt with one hand and a metal collar around his neck with the other, like a dog, asked him to look at me in the mirror, he looked up at me with tears in his eyes and groaned loudly. I touched his cock and it was rock-hard, pulling out pre-cum. Without taking my cock out of him, I turned him over and put him on his hands and knees again, sucked all those worked legs and rode him while holding onto him, pulled out streams of pre-cum but no cum yet. I had become a beast, sweating a lot, noticed how sweat was dripping from my face onto his body, got close to him and gave him a good kiss on the mouth, leaned into him with my whole hairy chest and wet hair, hugged him and started pumping his ass harder until I felt myself coming, my cock swelled up so much that I heard Nico scream again in pain, his ass was very tight, it hurt me a bit but I felt a lot of pleasure feeling streams and streams going inside him, and filled him with cum, fell onto him and noticed he was finishing with the friction of my body against his mine.
After a while when our breathing slowed down and we could come to, I pulled out my cock still hard and saw it coming out of his ass, it was full of cum and blood. I asked if he was okay and he fell asleep in bed. He was totally drunk and drugged, I dried him off a bit and cleaned him up, passed a towel over his beautiful face and couldn't believe I had been inside such a tremendous, sweet and rustic guy. I costed out next to him, we both fell asleep and I went to sleep making him suck me off.
The next day Nico got up very shyly, took a bath and got dressed without talking much to me, gave me the agreed amount of silver and left, left my number and email with him, told him I'd be in Bs As until tomorrow but that I always come back, that we could repeat when I get back. Without saying much he left.
After some months he contacted me and I saw him again and that's for another story, although it's been a while since we don't see each other anymore.
If you liked it, I could write more of my anecdotes with dudes who gave me their bum for a couple of bills.
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