Le pagué con unas mamadas [Relato erótico gay] Romminaa cr

I finished blowing the cock of a clinic worker after he rescued me from a bad marijuana trip. Let me tell you the story. When I was 25 years old, I worked at a place where I was the only physical person. The office of about 80 square meters was my space and my bosses were physically abroad. It was a good job and the office was located very well, in the center of the city in a nice area that used to be Colonia yummy in other years. I stayed late at work and it got dark. It was a beautiful summer night. The clear sky and a pleasant breeze made the trees move while breaking the nocturnal silence. It was 9 o'clock something and I decided to end the day. I sat down in a conference room that had the center of the office and gave myself two puffs. Two hits of marijuana. I had gotten the drug not long before and it was from a dealer I had just met who had recommended me. It smelled potent and the color was very vivid. From one moment to another, the grass hit me like a son of a gun and made me feel pale, bad-tripped on the weed, and tried to relax, but the palpitations and panic attack were strong, so that I was already thinking about being chased and even dying. I called a private clinic for help. I knew it was one of those clinics with ambulance units to go get you at your home. Now I know that at that moment I wasn't in danger, but I didn't know the weed very well yet and couldn't control the bad trips. It answered what seemed to be a young man with a quiet voice and an amiable tone, asking how he could help. I told him what was happening, and at first, I wanted to pretend I hadn't gotten high, but he started asking questions and I got nervous, so I ended up confessing, not without mentioning that I hadn't told the truth because I didn't want to get in trouble at work. The young man answered in a jovial manner that I shouldn't worry, that he was there to help me and gave me Instructions for breathing, more or less for about 5 minutes. It really relaxed me, despite still struggling with the effect of the herb, since I felt it coming and going, listening to his voice and following his instructions on when to breathe and when to release air. I thanked him and we hung up. I stayed a while recovering so I could drive back home. Recharged at the railing of the external stairs in the building, looking out at the horizon, as I relaxed and remembered the young man. I felt a great affection towards that mysterious man who saved my life and suddenly something occurred to me. I pulled out my cell phone to call the clinic again and listened to the tone ringing while my heart was in my throat, waiting for my mysterious man to answer. They answered the line and it was his voice! It was that celestial voice again! I imagined him moaning with pleasure. I wanted to make him growl, he tasted so good, I really wanted to do it to him at that moment. -Hello! It's me again jeje. You rescued me from a bad trip a little while ago.- I spoke as casually as possible. Always had a way with words. -How are you? - I feel much better now. I'll be able to go home peacefully- he replied - Me too, it's great to hear that. You sounded worried. He said it, in a comprehensible manner. -I don't have much experience smoking and I think this herb of mine is something strong. I wanted to thank you for what you did for me. It was very noble.- I felt my face getting all red. Suddenly, I was burning. -You don't owe me anything. I'm here to help. The fact that you didn't come physically and won't pay the clinic doesn't mean I can't help people. I like doing it. You've made my night with this call. It's a good detail.- He replied And so, I confirmed that he really wanted to do what was about to happen: -If I don't pay the clinic...can I pay you something? - I said as casually as possible. I was getting excited. -Oh! No way! Couldn't Thanks! But what kind of person would I be?- he said nervously. I let out a little laugh- You sound like you're just my type of person- I replied now with a subtle tone of complicity - Come on. Seriously, I'm very grateful to you and I'd like to have a detail, as a thank you. Could you come to my clinic and I'll invite you for dinner and a couple of beers?- I insisted. -Mmmmm.... ok- He said slowly- Are you sure? If you insist, then it's fine. Thanks very much for the invitation. If you want... em... come to the clinic? I'm in the reception area. My name is Víctor.- -Perfect. I'm Kike (my name bugs). Now I'll go there. Ok? Exit- - Exit I started walking on my way at night and when I arrived at the clinic, it was around 11:30 pm, more or less. It seemed deserted except for the man at the reception desk. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, neither handsome nor ugly, with a modern haircut and a calm expression. The embroidery on his sanitary uniform shirt read Víctor. I liked him as soon as I saw him and remembering that he's a love of person, who cares about others, made me relax without wanting to. I'm 1.65m tall, dark-haired, well-built, medium complexion, handsome, and despite not having a boyish face, I still look young, somewhat childish, Víctor could dominate me in any form or position he wanted and I couldn't do anything to stop him. He was a real man. I introduced myself and as I approached to shake his hand, firm, hard, and masculine, I noticed that he had left a small sweet aroma, perfume. The rug moved me mega horny. I had a girlfriend and was already aware that I was hetero curious. I had had 2 previous gay experiences and they hadn't gone well. However, the thrill remained and it seemed to me like licking Víctor's member. He was a nice and simple guy. He asked a colleague to cover him and took me outside the clinic to enter through another door so we wouldn't be seen by the reception cameras. He told me to stay next to a door and wait. He returned and entered through the clinic and after a minute, the door opened and let me pass. I already had something for dinner, a few beers and a small backpack containing tools that would serve us later. We went down a corridor and entered a large consulting room, where there was a waiting area, a desk with two chairs in front and one behind, at whose back there was a small bookcase and further on an area with a bed and installations for surgeries. We sat down in the waiting room and started getting to know each other. The conversation flowed quickly. I said I'm a good speaker and not just because I talk well and Victor was about to receive a demonstration. The guy was very friendly and at first, I hugged him to break the tension thanking him for staying with me on the call and making me feel better. We sat down next to each other and talked about this and that, and while we laughed, we were getting to know each other a little more. Every time we touched more and it was nice to feel like someone was listening to you, it was super chivalrous and attentive and felt a real connection and attraction to a new person. Sometimes women can be very difficult, but with this man everything flowed.

Good - I said - it's time to pay for what you did for me - But you already paid. Thanks, but what else do you want to do for me? he said with an incredulous smile. We were about two inches apart, our bodies touching, contrasting. He, male, masculine, strong, secure. I, small, pretty, fragile. I leaned my face closer to his and brought my hand to his package. It was a good package that marked itself very sexy in his uniform. He gave a little jump, stifling a scream and I got closer and whispered in his ear - I want to do everything - I backed off a bit and he turned around to look at me with an expression of surprise while I continued to massage his penis which was getting harder. Of course he liked it. I got down on my knees in front of him and massaged his legs and the package, already quite marked by his erection. I lowered my head and rubbed my face against his bulge. He was rubbing it hard all over my face. I opened my mouth and took that piece to my mouth, with the fabric of his pants above. I bit down delicately with my teeth and Victor jumped. Until now, he hadn't said a word, just looked at me surprised and excited. I unbuttoned his pants and he lifted his hips so I could get in. I pulled out that piece from his underwear and it was a beautiful member. Dark, veiny, with decent pubic hair, thick of good size, with a large glans, shiny, with a tear dropping from the eye. It would be the first time I'd suck a hairy cock and honestly, the smell only made me want more. I started to savor his glans in soft, gentle bites and wiped away the pre-seminal liquid from his tear. What a tasty, slightly salty flavor and the smell of pubic sweat! I caressed his smooth glans with my tongue and gave him blown kisses. I was super excited, sucking on his glans and looking at my guy, who was moaning and wrinkling up his face in pleasure. I passed my tongue from top to bottom, while squeezing the base of his penis with one hand and massaging his large, warm testicles with the other. I massaged the crown with my tongue and passed it over the glans and in circles. I sucked on it and pulled it out of my mouth with a pop! I put my face to the side so his penis would enter my mouth from the side and bump against my cheek, making it look like I was bringing a palette into my mouth and inflating my cheek from inside. My lips were full of saliva and I stopped as if to give a little kiss and then, with my whole face all sloppy, I passed it along the sides of his penis, from the base to the tip, putting it in my mouth, a bit deeper, licking the bottom of his penis and pulling it out sucking. I started to put his penis deeper and deeper into my throat until it hit something. I ate his cock very tasty. He let out a deep guttural sound after eating him savory for a while and got all harsh. I had been practicing with a dildo and it seemed to be giving results, my man was panting and moaning with pleasure. It sounded super tasty. Super masculine. I loved sucking that cock. He kept making me gag and grabbing the back of my neck and taking my mouth, causing his penis to hit my throat. I felt very slutty and that made me even more turned on. My mouth became his personal toy, I was his semen deposit, his plaything for his own personal satisfaction and I loved feeling that way. The urge to suck him off good, was greater than my gag reflexes and suddenly Víctor grunted and his penis started pulsating once, twice, three times and I felt a sweet and hot liquid running down my palate and throat. Satisfied with myself, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and put it in my lips to give him little tongue kisses while looking at me. He came very tasty and was recovering. He was eager to be penetrated by Víctor. I got up and went to look for my backpack, from which I took an anal lubricant and a penis ring that I bought at a pharmacy on the way to the clinic. Waited until he recovered and had something to drink. -I'm ready to ride this cock.- I said. He took off the rest of his clothes and so did I. We went to the surgery area and I lubed up his cock well and put on the ring that made his member stand out in an amazing way. He loaded me and put me on all fours on the table. He adjusted it so it was comfortable for him and started teasing my ass with lubricant. When I was a bit dilated and lubricated, he proceeded to penetrate me slowly but deeply. I was getting excited but then they called Víctor and he had to attend to an emergency. With all the sadness in the world, we stopped and I rushed out as quickly as I left. We agreed to see each other again, but it hasn't happened yet. I quit my job and haven't had much time to think about Víctor, but when I remember him, My sphincter relaxes and I get really horny. What do you say? Should I go back to looking for Victor? Thanks for reading. Romminaa