I'm coming to relate to you a fulfilled fantasy I had in my morbid adolescence. I'll try to be as detailed as possible, respecting the identity of its main actor.
I was in my second year of high school, a guy basically, physically somewhat chubby, with a shy and reserved personality. I had counted friends, some of whom were a couple of years older than me. In those years, around 2000, it was common to get together to watch porn movies secretly; it was quite common among adolescent friends, always someone who would steal a VHS from their cousins or older brothers.
At that age, I already gave morbo observing guys older than me, fantasizing about seeing guys in slips or leather. In my house, it was very common for guys to arrive occasionally because my father had an artisanal sausage business that he prepared with some employee.
One morning when I got home from school, I entered the house and there was a dark-haired boy working with Dad, had a normal body, somewhat robust, tall, large hands, his body almost covered by a long-sleeved shirt and long pants, approximately 40 years old. I just looked at him and went straight to my room; at lunchtime, I asked Dad who that guy was, he told me it was a new employee, they called him Pelado although he had hair haha. That's as far as someone common.
A siesta while alone in my room, with my parents sleeping, I listened to noises in the patio of my house, then I peeked out the window and saw that the boy was preparing some things to make sausages, he went back and forth on that hot siesta, I watched him closely until he took off his sweater, had a beautiful sweaty back, a nice chest that shone and reflected the sun's light, as I looked at him, a shiver ran all over my body, the excitement was great, the only thing that came to mind was to take down my pants and touch myself, it were 15 minutes of looking through the gap in my window at that mulatto with a well-defined back.
The days following that scene wouldn't leave my head, when I saw him in front of me, I'd get nervous and try to talk to him, but knowing it was just a fantasy hidden because I wouldn't dare do or say anything. It was just masturbation and nothing more. My father had given this boy quite some confidence, maybe he took advantage of that later on....
One day one of my friends got a porn movie to watch at my house, asked me to hide it well since we'd agreed to watch it with the others another day. As a masturbator, I put the movie on and started watching it alone, locked my door, sat back, turned off the light, and pressed play, obviously getting hot and starting to touch myself, took off all my clothes, lay on my side, and started touching myself too from behind. It was around 1 am. In that moment, I heard sounds near my window while I was in the middle of masturbation, didn't think much of it and kept going.
The next day, my father tells me Pelado went out at night leaving some things, then I panicked thinking if he hadn't seen me touching myself by the window, I'd be dead. When I saw Pelado again the next day, I noticed he was talking to me more, like he was trying to be friendlier with me every time we crossed paths. I didn't notice anything weird. Every time I went to work after siesta, I'd approach my room's window to look at him and fantasize. Every night I could, I'd remember and touch the big, fat bum I had, fantasizing about smelling it and having it with me to play. 👹
One of those many morbid nights, I heard noises again by my window, felt like someone was watching me, got scared thinking my father had figured out why I was attracted to guys after seeing something or whatever. But no, it wasn't him. So I went outside around 2 am to my window from the outside to see if anything could be seen towards my bedroom to calm down, and that's what happened... There was a gap that let me see my bed with the light generated by the TV, so I panicked and started imagining someone might have seen me in those embarrassing situations. When I was about to leave the patio, I saw on the wall, below my window, wet lines going all the way down, leaving a kind of ragged edge, which was already somewhat dry, I touched it with my hands and it was slightly sticky, at that moment I didn't know what that was, but today I confirm it was. The next day I talked to my dad as if nothing had happened, knowing he hadn't seen me because otherwise I would have gotten a beating, haha. And I started suspecting that naked entered my house at night without warning like some kind of ruffian.
Every night that passed, I felt observed, I didn't dare touch myself anymore out of fear, and when I went to the patio I wouldn't find any stain on the wall.
Days went by and I was thinking with my head turned around, wondering if what I had touched on the wall could have been cum from that guy who was driving me crazy. It generated curiosity in me.
I walked around with accumulated virgin heat until one night I started touching myself again, fantasizing that he was watching me through the window, wanting my bum cheek, I got up to 4 and stayed like that for a few minutes until I felt a sound, I covered it up, and after a few minutes I went out to see, there was no one, just a stain on the floor that looked like semen from the movies I saw, I got scared and quickly went back inside. That night I didn't sleep thinking about it.
The next day in the middle of my nap, I came back from school half-tired, at lunch my dad told me he had lost some tools, and without saying anything, in my head was the suspect, who as the only proof had left a stain of something that could be his semen.
We finished eating and my dad said they were going with my mom to look for materials, my brother went back to school, everything indicated that I would be alone and could sleep a beautiful siesta. Type 14 in the afternoon I I give myself a bath, and in my underwear I jump onto my bed with my face down, almost falling asleep when I turn my head towards the window and see a shadow between the slats like someone was stuck looking at me. I put on shorts and go out to the patio, where I find pelado, who says hello, I came to work and is sweating in his leather pants. I get nervous and can't stop staring at him, thinking he had something marked on his pants. I tell him my dad isn't home, he went to buy some merchandise and he says but someone asked me to come prepare some things, but I'm about to leave. I say don't you want to stay, it's a bit hot? and he agrees. When we go inside, he says isn't it really hot? Yes, I respond, inviting him to have something to drink. In my nervousness, I ask excuse me but were you looking at me through the window? Don't tell my old man and he nervously says look, I don't want any trouble, I'm not good with problems, I looked and couldn't help it, I've been having some issues lately and without wanting to, something caught my attention, but it won't happen again, I swear. I ask what did you see? and he says I walked by your window one night and saw light, I got closer and saw a movie on the screen, nothing, I looked for a few seconds and left. I say just that's all you saw? He looks at me fixedly and says ...yes leaving a pause in his response. Obviously, I believed him. Do you like watching those movies? I ask, and he answers yes but it's been a while since I've seen one, I don't have a VHS player, what movie is it? and I say I don't know its name, do you want to see it. He says don't let your old man come and I say no, dad will take a few hours. I tell him come to my room, follow me. We go, he sits on my bed beside me, I get back down to put the VHS player on, to see what's up. I look at him out of the corner of my eye as he adjusts his pants and gets comfortable between my legs. The only thing I was praying for was that my old man wouldn't come before something happened. He says don't you mind if I'm like this, half dirty? and I say it's fine I say (more morbo gave me). Every time I looked away, I was eating his chest with my gaze, it was smooth and his little belly was very sexy.
I put play, and the attendant to the screen. He entered climax and almost told me about his heat while looking at those booties, Mamita, look at that ass he said like every pervert, I looked at his package because I noticed it was already beating.
In the second scene of the movie, pelado was already touching himself, marking himself in his pants, and then he looks at me and observes me looking between his legs, He says You're kidding me that you touch me in front of you, it's just not my style, No, take it out for me, I say, pretending to be disinterested. He looks at me and lowers the zipper on his pants and takes it out, had a fat and very wet cock with a little smell that made everything feel right, he looks at me and starts peeling it well. He says Do you get excited? . As I was nervous with my whole body palpitating, I took it with my right hand and started to caress it softly. I saw his chest moving, spreading its liquid all over the cock's trunk.
Then I get excited, approach slowly and suck his head of a sloppy cock, it had a special taste, he would grab it and pass it through my nose and lips, leaving that macho masturbator perfume, not stopping to moan and release liquid drops from the cock, I put it in my mouth and pushed it until my throat, making me choke and spit out a lot of saliva.
At one point I get up, take off my short, and get into position like when he would look at me through the window, on all fours, and start looking at him, he stops, takes off his pants, leaving him completely naked, grabs my ass with those rough hands, opens it and starts licking my asshole softly, eating like a desperate one, it smells like a slut mmm he says while sniffing and kissing the ass, had a pointed and long tongue, felt like he could get it in, I was burning with fever.
Through the mirror of my room I saw him eating me, his cock would release threads of precum staining my sheets.
With a face all wet from saliva, he says I'd give you the booty whenever I look at him and I say relax, he relaxes with his cock bonner, swollen and purple, and I start sucking it, leaving it very wet, his cock was shining with spit. I climb on top of him starting to support his glans in my anus, moving smoothly and feeling like my tiny ass had just opened up letting that lubricated head enter. He looks at me and bites his lips saying mmm what a slut. I kept moving smoothly massaging his glans inside my anus, managing to make it go in and out softly. Until he couldn't hold back anymore and pushed me with force making me scream loudly while pressing his wet sweaty chest, I had almost taken in the whole hard, fat, and smelly poronga. This is how you drink he said as I endured the exciting pain I felt.
His chest was marked by the force with which my hands were squeezing it. I hugged him tightly against him, pressing my chest against his and started to move slowly, feeling less pain and more pleasure each time. He took hold of my buttocks and drilled me in the ass until I took control like an experienced point, began to ride him alone. It was a landscape to see that prominent morocho chest and lampiña pancita sweaty. Until he says I don't want cum yet I didn't stop jumping on top of him, not paying attention and increasing the rhythm, until his eyes turned white and he let out a trembling scream, feeling something hitting inside my Booty, I had taken the cum out of pelado. He hugged me tightly against him again and drilled me in the ass again while groaning and twisting.
When it stopped I jerked off, she had foam all over her from semen, I had gotten her completely pregnant. I took my boxers and wiped the foam off his cock and he said so you can always have me near. His cock was still hard and pulsating. I took my boxers and sniffed his cum aroma and said I'm left wanting to know what your cum tastes like. He looks at me, gets up and says ah yes? come here slut, I grab onto his strong arms, throw myself on the bed, lift my legs, he puts them over his shoulder, spits in my ass and spits out his cock, pushes it inside, slow I said trembling, tell me what you like when I cum, tell me. He was pulling me while I was moaning. He moved strongly and didn't stop sweating, the veins on his arms and neck were visible, he was about to explode, until he came out, got close to my mouth and started blowing hot, white, and very thick streams of cum, it was his cum, two streams managed to get into my mouth, while the others flew onto the pillow and wall. The black guy was reloaded. Clean me off with your cock, take my cum he said to me.
I sucked him off leaving him very clean, he got up put on his pants gave me a slap and said 'what good blow job' threw himself at me and left, asked me not to say anything about it to his family... My fantasy had come true, I had wanted it so much that the universe granted it. A whole pig of a guy had been with me. I still remember his tasty aroma on my lips and the force with which he squeezed me. He made me his. The boxer who cleaned up after himself I loved for a long time, partner in many jacks. After some time I didn't work with my father anymore because he was the one who took care of the things that got lost at home. Years later I saw him again, already somewhat older. But we didn't repeat it. Hope you enjoyed!
I was in my second year of high school, a guy basically, physically somewhat chubby, with a shy and reserved personality. I had counted friends, some of whom were a couple of years older than me. In those years, around 2000, it was common to get together to watch porn movies secretly; it was quite common among adolescent friends, always someone who would steal a VHS from their cousins or older brothers.
At that age, I already gave morbo observing guys older than me, fantasizing about seeing guys in slips or leather. In my house, it was very common for guys to arrive occasionally because my father had an artisanal sausage business that he prepared with some employee.
One morning when I got home from school, I entered the house and there was a dark-haired boy working with Dad, had a normal body, somewhat robust, tall, large hands, his body almost covered by a long-sleeved shirt and long pants, approximately 40 years old. I just looked at him and went straight to my room; at lunchtime, I asked Dad who that guy was, he told me it was a new employee, they called him Pelado although he had hair haha. That's as far as someone common.
A siesta while alone in my room, with my parents sleeping, I listened to noises in the patio of my house, then I peeked out the window and saw that the boy was preparing some things to make sausages, he went back and forth on that hot siesta, I watched him closely until he took off his sweater, had a beautiful sweaty back, a nice chest that shone and reflected the sun's light, as I looked at him, a shiver ran all over my body, the excitement was great, the only thing that came to mind was to take down my pants and touch myself, it were 15 minutes of looking through the gap in my window at that mulatto with a well-defined back.The days following that scene wouldn't leave my head, when I saw him in front of me, I'd get nervous and try to talk to him, but knowing it was just a fantasy hidden because I wouldn't dare do or say anything. It was just masturbation and nothing more. My father had given this boy quite some confidence, maybe he took advantage of that later on.... One day one of my friends got a porn movie to watch at my house, asked me to hide it well since we'd agreed to watch it with the others another day. As a masturbator, I put the movie on and started watching it alone, locked my door, sat back, turned off the light, and pressed play, obviously getting hot and starting to touch myself, took off all my clothes, lay on my side, and started touching myself too from behind. It was around 1 am. In that moment, I heard sounds near my window while I was in the middle of masturbation, didn't think much of it and kept going.
The next day, my father tells me Pelado went out at night leaving some things, then I panicked thinking if he hadn't seen me touching myself by the window, I'd be dead. When I saw Pelado again the next day, I noticed he was talking to me more, like he was trying to be friendlier with me every time we crossed paths. I didn't notice anything weird. Every time I went to work after siesta, I'd approach my room's window to look at him and fantasize. Every night I could, I'd remember and touch the big, fat bum I had, fantasizing about smelling it and having it with me to play. 👹
One of those many morbid nights, I heard noises again by my window, felt like someone was watching me, got scared thinking my father had figured out why I was attracted to guys after seeing something or whatever. But no, it wasn't him. So I went outside around 2 am to my window from the outside to see if anything could be seen towards my bedroom to calm down, and that's what happened... There was a gap that let me see my bed with the light generated by the TV, so I panicked and started imagining someone might have seen me in those embarrassing situations. When I was about to leave the patio, I saw on the wall, below my window, wet lines going all the way down, leaving a kind of ragged edge, which was already somewhat dry, I touched it with my hands and it was slightly sticky, at that moment I didn't know what that was, but today I confirm it was. The next day I talked to my dad as if nothing had happened, knowing he hadn't seen me because otherwise I would have gotten a beating, haha. And I started suspecting that naked entered my house at night without warning like some kind of ruffian.
Every night that passed, I felt observed, I didn't dare touch myself anymore out of fear, and when I went to the patio I wouldn't find any stain on the wall.
Days went by and I was thinking with my head turned around, wondering if what I had touched on the wall could have been cum from that guy who was driving me crazy. It generated curiosity in me.
I walked around with accumulated virgin heat until one night I started touching myself again, fantasizing that he was watching me through the window, wanting my bum cheek, I got up to 4 and stayed like that for a few minutes until I felt a sound, I covered it up, and after a few minutes I went out to see, there was no one, just a stain on the floor that looked like semen from the movies I saw, I got scared and quickly went back inside. That night I didn't sleep thinking about it.
The next day in the middle of my nap, I came back from school half-tired, at lunch my dad told me he had lost some tools, and without saying anything, in my head was the suspect, who as the only proof had left a stain of something that could be his semen.
We finished eating and my dad said they were going with my mom to look for materials, my brother went back to school, everything indicated that I would be alone and could sleep a beautiful siesta. Type 14 in the afternoon I I give myself a bath, and in my underwear I jump onto my bed with my face down, almost falling asleep when I turn my head towards the window and see a shadow between the slats like someone was stuck looking at me. I put on shorts and go out to the patio, where I find pelado, who says hello, I came to work and is sweating in his leather pants. I get nervous and can't stop staring at him, thinking he had something marked on his pants. I tell him my dad isn't home, he went to buy some merchandise and he says but someone asked me to come prepare some things, but I'm about to leave. I say don't you want to stay, it's a bit hot? and he agrees. When we go inside, he says isn't it really hot? Yes, I respond, inviting him to have something to drink. In my nervousness, I ask excuse me but were you looking at me through the window? Don't tell my old man and he nervously says look, I don't want any trouble, I'm not good with problems, I looked and couldn't help it, I've been having some issues lately and without wanting to, something caught my attention, but it won't happen again, I swear. I ask what did you see? and he says I walked by your window one night and saw light, I got closer and saw a movie on the screen, nothing, I looked for a few seconds and left. I say just that's all you saw? He looks at me fixedly and says ...yes leaving a pause in his response. Obviously, I believed him. Do you like watching those movies? I ask, and he answers yes but it's been a while since I've seen one, I don't have a VHS player, what movie is it? and I say I don't know its name, do you want to see it. He says don't let your old man come and I say no, dad will take a few hours. I tell him come to my room, follow me. We go, he sits on my bed beside me, I get back down to put the VHS player on, to see what's up. I look at him out of the corner of my eye as he adjusts his pants and gets comfortable between my legs. The only thing I was praying for was that my old man wouldn't come before something happened. He says don't you mind if I'm like this, half dirty? and I say it's fine I say (more morbo gave me). Every time I looked away, I was eating his chest with my gaze, it was smooth and his little belly was very sexy.
I put play, and the attendant to the screen. He entered climax and almost told me about his heat while looking at those booties, Mamita, look at that ass he said like every pervert, I looked at his package because I noticed it was already beating.
In the second scene of the movie, pelado was already touching himself, marking himself in his pants, and then he looks at me and observes me looking between his legs, He says You're kidding me that you touch me in front of you, it's just not my style, No, take it out for me, I say, pretending to be disinterested. He looks at me and lowers the zipper on his pants and takes it out, had a fat and very wet cock with a little smell that made everything feel right, he looks at me and starts peeling it well. He says Do you get excited? . As I was nervous with my whole body palpitating, I took it with my right hand and started to caress it softly. I saw his chest moving, spreading its liquid all over the cock's trunk.
Then I get excited, approach slowly and suck his head of a sloppy cock, it had a special taste, he would grab it and pass it through my nose and lips, leaving that macho masturbator perfume, not stopping to moan and release liquid drops from the cock, I put it in my mouth and pushed it until my throat, making me choke and spit out a lot of saliva.At one point I get up, take off my short, and get into position like when he would look at me through the window, on all fours, and start looking at him, he stops, takes off his pants, leaving him completely naked, grabs my ass with those rough hands, opens it and starts licking my asshole softly, eating like a desperate one, it smells like a slut mmm he says while sniffing and kissing the ass, had a pointed and long tongue, felt like he could get it in, I was burning with fever.
Through the mirror of my room I saw him eating me, his cock would release threads of precum staining my sheets.
With a face all wet from saliva, he says I'd give you the booty whenever I look at him and I say relax, he relaxes with his cock bonner, swollen and purple, and I start sucking it, leaving it very wet, his cock was shining with spit. I climb on top of him starting to support his glans in my anus, moving smoothly and feeling like my tiny ass had just opened up letting that lubricated head enter. He looks at me and bites his lips saying mmm what a slut. I kept moving smoothly massaging his glans inside my anus, managing to make it go in and out softly. Until he couldn't hold back anymore and pushed me with force making me scream loudly while pressing his wet sweaty chest, I had almost taken in the whole hard, fat, and smelly poronga. This is how you drink he said as I endured the exciting pain I felt.His chest was marked by the force with which my hands were squeezing it. I hugged him tightly against him, pressing my chest against his and started to move slowly, feeling less pain and more pleasure each time. He took hold of my buttocks and drilled me in the ass until I took control like an experienced point, began to ride him alone. It was a landscape to see that prominent morocho chest and lampiña pancita sweaty. Until he says I don't want cum yet I didn't stop jumping on top of him, not paying attention and increasing the rhythm, until his eyes turned white and he let out a trembling scream, feeling something hitting inside my Booty, I had taken the cum out of pelado. He hugged me tightly against him again and drilled me in the ass again while groaning and twisting.When it stopped I jerked off, she had foam all over her from semen, I had gotten her completely pregnant. I took my boxers and wiped the foam off his cock and he said so you can always have me near. His cock was still hard and pulsating. I took my boxers and sniffed his cum aroma and said I'm left wanting to know what your cum tastes like. He looks at me, gets up and says ah yes? come here slut, I grab onto his strong arms, throw myself on the bed, lift my legs, he puts them over his shoulder, spits in my ass and spits out his cock, pushes it inside, slow I said trembling, tell me what you like when I cum, tell me. He was pulling me while I was moaning. He moved strongly and didn't stop sweating, the veins on his arms and neck were visible, he was about to explode, until he came out, got close to my mouth and started blowing hot, white, and very thick streams of cum, it was his cum, two streams managed to get into my mouth, while the others flew onto the pillow and wall. The black guy was reloaded. Clean me off with your cock, take my cum he said to me.I sucked him off leaving him very clean, he got up put on his pants gave me a slap and said 'what good blow job' threw himself at me and left, asked me not to say anything about it to his family... My fantasy had come true, I had wanted it so much that the universe granted it. A whole pig of a guy had been with me. I still remember his tasty aroma on my lips and the force with which he squeezed me. He made me his. The boxer who cleaned up after himself I loved for a long time, partner in many jacks. After some time I didn't work with my father anymore because he was the one who took care of the things that got lost at home. Years later I saw him again, already somewhat older. But we didn't repeat it. Hope you enjoyed!
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