Doble Vida #3

Double Life: #3 I generally consider myself an Active type. But, as with everything in life, there are exceptions. For almost 20 years, I worked for a security-related company, first as an alarm installer and then as an administrator. Without cause and with great enthusiasm for my tasks, I was fired. Like many in this beloved Country. The indemnification was paid to me in comfortable installments, and with that money, I could buy a car to work as a taxi driver and use the famous app for transportation. I remember having my moments of morbidness at work, although I never showed my gay side. Many of my coworkers knew my family, and I felt forced to maintain a false image. I enjoyed and excited myself by changing in the locker room. Seeing dozens of naked men with different anatomies was my passion. When some penis or butt pleased me, I would synchronize the exact moment to see it daily. Of course, this led to good masturbations or taking the image to attend to my wife. A great era of motivation and excitement. Returning to the present, I wanted to tell a little-known experience. That day, I had taken an Evangelist Pastor to the north zone of Buenos Aires, and upon my return, they asked me for a trip from a private neighborhood. When I arrived at the call, I found a passenger in a wheelchair. The boy wouldn't have been more than 45 years old, he was fun and very cheerful. He worked as an analyst of systems, also in an alarm factory. So, the conversation became fluid and entertaining. His brother had come with him to help him get into the car. Afterward, they wanted to give me more money to help him get out. Since I told them no, because I believe that in life not everything is about money. I don't know how, but our conversation started deviating towards sex. Apart from being unable to walk, he also had difficulty moving his arms. He was a sexually normal boy and enjoyed watching porn videos on the internet. Although he couldn't It made to masturbate. Almost arriving at the factory, I asked him...I didn't want to leave with a doubt. The last stretch was a dirt road, and there was a lot of dense vegetation on both sides. He told me to find a shelter to make a demonstration. I got into an open clearing and hid my car behind some bushes. While parking, I heard the boy had turned on his tablet and was watching porn. He asked me to help him with his pants and lift his legs onto the seat. He was so short that the backseat of my Toyota served as a comfortable bed for him. I liked what he was seeing. His thighs were lamp-like, with very smooth skin and slightly chubby. His penis was small, also lacking a beautiful pubic area. It was more pinkish and flaccid. Incredible, he knew how to place his soft member between his thighs, moving it in the shape of kneading towards rolling his glans from one side to the other. (I tried to do it at home but couldn't. The full erection made my member move away from my legs). I had the impulse to kiss and lick his left knee, he seemed to be enjoying it. I knew that attending any part of the body with care increased excitement. A trick taught by a military colleague (which I'll tell you about someday). I'm not sure if it would ruin the method, but I opened my legs and put all of his member inside my mouth. The groan he expressed was so strong that I got scared. It turned out to be a virgin and it was the first time someone had sucked him off. He reached three orgasms in half an hour. A record I never achieved even at my best times. I was so happy that he wanted to pay me double for the trip. Not even worth charging, I'll give it to him as a gift. He promised to do it again next time. I was so excited that I masturbated in front of him and sprayed my semen onto his thighs, which, when pressed together, seemed to form lovely buttocks. We ended. The trip, I got out of the car and before saying goodbye, I grabbed his crotch and he squeezed it several times. It was clear that he wanted more. Gaby Buenos AiresThis is me. If you have a double life. Don't feel alone. Brotherly hug