Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2006 03:22:37 +0000
From: N Foster <smeady486@hotmail.com>
Subject: My year in Brazil part 5

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My year in Brazil part 5 (part 4 from May 26, 2006)

We had all fallen asleep in different rooms throughout Ricardo's house.  At
some point during the night, I felt some hands run along my back.  Though
out of true exhaustion, I couldn't get myself to wake up.
Later that morning, Dave and I had been the last to wake up since we weren't
morning people like the Brazilians.  While we snacked on breakfast foods
that were spread out on a table, we also helped Ricardo clean up his house.
None of us had clothes on and each time I passed by someone, I got some kind
of slap either on my ass or shoulder.
By the time much of the house looked clean, only JC, Ricardo, Dave, and I
were still there.  I noticed I was still the only one not dressed having my
half hard-on dangle around.  I went to the jacuzzi room to put my swinning
trunks on but they were nowhere to be found.
"JC, do you know where my trunks are?" I asked.
JC responded "I see them last night but now I do not know little brother."
JC started to walk around the jacuzzi asking Ricardo in Portuguese about the
trunks.  They both stood on the other side of the jacuzzi talking softly and
chuckling.
JC said.  "Ricardo say he does not know where the trunks are but you can use
some of the shorts he has."
"Ok, fine." I replied.  I waited for Ricardo to return and he walked into
the room with a shirt and shorts that were from his gym.  The words "Rico's
Gym" proudly displayed on the front of the shirt and also on the left leg of
the shorts.
"And some underwear JC?" I asked.
JC said something to Ricardo who responded with what I understood as he was
washing clothes at the moment.
"JC, if we have to leave soon, I can't really go without some kind of
undies" I said.
JC and Ricardo talked a little more and then Ricardo started to take his
shorts off.  He pulled his shorts down and then took them off kicking them
up into his left hand.  Then with his right hand, he pulled off what left he
had on.  He handed the still slightly warm thong to me as he gave me an 'I
don't know what else to do' look.
Ricardo stood there with his hooded dick draping downward.  We all laughed
as I took my loaner gym shorts back off to then put the thong on underneath.
  I handed Dave my shorts as I pulled the semi-sweaty piece of Ricardo's
clothes up my legs.  It wasn't much of a snug fit while my dick was still
somewhat hard from the new thrill of wearing Ricardo's underwear.
I gave Ricardo a Portuguese 'thank you' and at that point, JC mentioned to
Dave and I that we could head out to his car.  JC stayed behind chatting
more with his half naked boss and the two of us Americans headed outside.
"So Nate, you do realize that someone most likely kept your trunks as a
souvenir." Dave commented.
"Probably." I responded.
We walked outside in the fresh morning air.  When we got to the car, Dave
held his mighty arms up interlocking his hands and bringing them down in a
stretch.  It was a stretch that ended with him flexing his huge biceps as he
also let out a big roar like a bear.
We started to get into the car when we heard JC jogging behind us.
"Ok white boys." JC started.  "We go to the hotel first and then to home."
Dave replied "Too bad I have to go back to the states today or I'd join you
guys at your house."
Much of the ride to the hotel was quiet besides some occasional singing to
the radio.  We arrived to the hotel and then it was time for JC and I to say
good-bye to Dave.
"I'll see you again soon little buddy" Dave said as he winked at me.  He
reached his arm into the car window to shake my hand.  We shook hands and I
tried to let go but Dave held onto my hand a few extra seconds while he
looked over at JC.  I tried to be macho taking the clamping Dave gave to my
hand but then I yelped surrendering to the monster clutch.  Dave didn't let
go of me yet but at least loosened his grip.  He reached his other arm in
the front window for JC to grab.  Once again, they slam high-fived each
other holding grips and trying to arm wrestle in the air.
Dave finally let go of my hand but kept his vice grip on JC as they grunted
and squeezed hands.  Finally, JC let go and we all laughed.
"Just what I thought ya little pussy." Dave said.  "When I come back in a
few months, you better work on that grip ya little girl."
Dave stepped away from the car.  As we drove away, I looked back and waved
to Dave checking out his beefy muscle body one more time.
As we drove home, JC's cell phone rang.  The conversation went from serious
to sad as he hung up the phone and stared atraight ahead.  I didn't say
anything.  As we reached our house, JC pulled the car into the driveway.  He
turned off the engine, got out of the car and walked around to meet me as I
opened my passenger door.
"My grandmother is very sick and I must go with my parents to see her." JC
said as he looked me right in the eyes.  I could see he wanted to cry but
didn't.
That afternoon was busy with packing bags and phone calls.  I stayed outside
on the patio reading a magazine so as to not interfere with the family's
situation.
After a short while, Perla came outside and sat down next to me on the
bench.  She apologized for the sad tone in the house and asked if I knew how
to get in touch with any other foreign students in the program.  She
explained to me that they'd be out of town for a week and wondered where I
could stay by myself that would be safe.
Then, JC came outside and started to talk to his mom.  In Portuguese, he
spoke slowly and looked both at her and at me to keep me involved in the
conversation.  He mentioned that Alberto wasn't home yet but that Alberto's
father Sandro graciously offered for me to stay with the two of them for the
week starting later tonight.  Perla let out a sigh of relief as she leaned
into JC and patted him on the back.  As Perla stood up, JC looked at me.
"You understand what I say Nate?" JC asked.
"Yep." I said.
As JC continued to talk to me in English, Perla kissed both of us on our
foreheads and then walked back into the house.  Even with his sadness, JC
tried his best to smile and said "Wait until Alberto hears that you stay at
his house for the week...."  He put his arm around my shoulder and continued
with a whisper of "....I think you will hope to stay at the house of Sandro
and Alberto forever."
"What about Alberto's mother?" I asked my Brazilian host brother.
"She left the moment when Sandro exited the jail."  JC replied.  "She did
not want to be married to a bad man.  Sandro was a robber and was in jail
for three years."
"Are you sure he's Ok now?" I asked.
"Oh yes.  Sandro and Alberto have a very close relations now." JC said.
"Maybe they have relations that are too close sometimes if you know what I
mean."
"Are you saying they have sex with each other?" I asked.
JC replied "Not with each other, no Nate.  But Alberto says Luis takes part
in having fun with both of them when he visits."  JC put one arm around my
shoulder and his opposite hand on my inner thigh.  As he started to run his
hand in a circular motion on my inner leg, he continued by softly whispering
"Sandro will be good to you Nate.  You will see.  He is picking you up later
tonight."
That thong of Ricardo's was getting tighter again as JC's touch and
whispered words brought the blood flow back down below.
Beto called loudly for his son JC to come inside for a moment.
"Dude, I better pack up some stuff." I said to JC as we both entered back in
the house.  JC walked over to his father who was on the phone and I went up
to the bedroom.
Most of my things were neatly folded and placed in drawers or hung up on
hangers in the closet.  It was nice that I didn't have to pack much to get
ready for my time at Sandro and Alberto's house.  And from the way it
sounded, I might not need too many clothes at all.

I lay down on my back and started to read my magazine again until apparently
I dozed off.  But then, I woke up a moment later feeling hands run up inside
my shirt along my chest.
Talking lightly, JC said "Hey Nate.  We are going to eat now.  You want to
eat with us?"
I was blinking my eyes trying to wake up completely.  I had been gone
asleep.  While still laying down, I arched my back up to stretch it a little
as I took a deep breath in.  JC kept his hands on my chest cupping my pecs
as he continued speaking.  "I have good news now buddy.  I stay here
tonight.  My parents are going to leave by car after dinner."
"And what about you?" I asked him.
"I leave in the morning on the plane." he answered.  He smiled at me as he
started to figure-8 his fingers around my pecs making sure he also ran along
my nipples.
I started to sit up and stretch more puffing my chest outward as I cupped
the back of my head with my hands and flexed my biceps.  JC grabbed both of
my guns as he said "I will make these get big in the gym.  And we start when
I return, Ok my little brother?"
As I responded "yes", JC was standing up and offered me a hand to get up off
the bed.  Of course he had to show off his strength by yanking me up once I
grabbed onto his hand.  I lost my balance but he grabbed me in a quick bear
hug against his rock-solid, musty-smelling body and kept me from falling.

Dinner was quiet except for a few interrupting phone calls.  Most were calls
from friends asking how their relative was doing.  Then, one family member
called to say she arrived at the hospital.  She mentioned to JC that his
grandmother was doing fine and that there was no immediate hurry now to
arrive there.  That set a lighter mood to the dinner.
As we finished eating, I offered to help pack the car for JC's parents so
they could leave as soon as possible for their evening journey.
We finished loading up the car and then said our good-byes.  After JC and I
kissed his parents and they got into their car, we stood in front of the
house while Beto and Perla drove away.  We stood there quiet until all of a
sudden, JC reached down quickly grabbing my legs at the knees.  With his
awesome strength, he lifted me up so fast throwing me over his shoulder.  I
almost didn't have time to yell.
"Ah geez." I said as I was draped over his massive shoulder.
As he locked my legs in place, he started to run toward the front door.  I
knew that for him to pick me up and carry me was as if I were just a
lightweight sack of potatos.  The ride was bumpy with him taking huge jumps.
"Oh God JC!" My voice trembled as I held on for the ride.  "You better hope
I don't puke up dinner!" I said.
Being picked up by him was one of the best feelings.  I always got that warm
fuzzy tingling feeling that flowed with my blood traveling from my neck to
my cock.  That day I remember wondering how much of my precum Ricardo's
thong could actually hold before I'd look like I had wet my pants.
With not much else to do while I dangled upside-down and over his back, I
smacked his ass one time as hard as I could.
"Ha!" he yelled.  "You can not hurt me little brother."
That wasn't far from the truth.  I had hurt my hand thinkin' I would just
slap the average ass cheek.  My throbbing hand made me remember that JC had
two beefed up rocks under his shorts.
We made it inside and JC threw me down on the couch on my stomach.  I just
lay down there laughing as he went to the stereo and turned on some loud
music.
Then, as I was still down on my stomach, I watched him run back over to me.
Without much more time than for me to say an 'oh shit', he pinned me down
there in the position I was in.  With his advantage of much more strength
than I had, of course he only needed to pin me down with one of his knees.
I thought I knew what I was in for and just prayed it would be quick and
painless.
"Ok buddy!!" he started to yell to me over the music.  "You want to spank
and play with your monster Brazilian brother?  I show you how much of a
pussy you are!  And you will be sorry for the whole hour we have until
Sandro arrives!"
He slapped me once on my ass and I thought that would definitely leave a
mark.  My body shook with laughter as I just succumbed to his playful
torture.  The laughing didn't make it any better since he then decided to
sit on my back and slap my ass like he was playing two little drums as fast
as he could.  He didn't slap too hard after that one first time, but,
without much more effort on his part, he had me under his mercy.  The whole
time, I loved it!  My dick was on the move again and it pushed into the
couch cushion as did the rest of my squashed body.  I just kept enjoying the
roughhousing and whimpering until I finally made him think I couldn't take
much more.
He even started to laugh with me as he said "Ok Nate."
Without him on top of me any more, I took some deep breaths as I rolled over
onto my back.  I was still laughing-so hard I was crying a little.
"And what is this?" JC asked me.
I noticed he was checking out my tented-out shorts.  No doubt I had a raging
boner inside.  JC quickly reached down, put his fingertips inside my shorts
and thong and yanked them both right off of me.  As they came right off, my
rock-hard cock shot right up toward my belly with a string of precum flying
in its path.
JC held my shorts in the air opening them to check out all of my juice I
left behind in that soaked thong.  He smiled and then laughed as he went
back and forth looking at the thong, at my stomach, and at my face.
"Nate, buddy.  You can not be done yet.  This is just the beginning of the
night.  And we still are going to Sandro's house!" he shouted.
"JC, I'm just getting warmed up." I yelled back in reply as I sat up
straight.
He walked over to the stereo and turned the music off.  Having some of my
energy back, I took the chance to stand up from the couch.  I made eye
contact with him from across the room and then made a dash over to bolt up
the stairs and head into the bedroom.  I could feel my dick flop and leave
goo all over the place though I didn't look back since I could hear him
roaring up the stairs behind me.
I made it just inside the doorway to our bedroom as I felt two massive arms
pounce down on my shoulders and stop me almost dead in my tracks.  Again,
there wasn't much more time than for me to say 'oh shit' before I was back
in his control.
He held my shoulders and walked behind me as we entered the room.  He let go
of me and I turned to watch him lock the door.
"Ok Nate.  I need to slow down." he said.
"Me too JC.  Especially since you nearly suffocated me and welted me on the
ass." I said back with a smile.
JC smiled and nodded while he said "Yes, you are right.  How about now you
get a brother to brother massage?"
"Yeah.  I'd say you owe me!" I said as I walked over to the bed.
"But you sit, Ok man?" JC said as he opened the window more and then turned
the blinds to block any view from outside.
He stood there in front of the closed blinds, looked at me, and then
stripped his shirt right off throwing it over a chair nearby.  From my
seated position, I checked out my caramel-colored brother's smooth muscular
pecs and thick abdomen.  I felt a bead of precum flow down from the top of
my pointed north cock.  I looked down at my dick to see it pulse with
excitement as JC walked over to sit next to me.  He was rubbing his hands
together back and forth really fast getting ready to work that magic of his
on me.
He walked past me to sit down behind me.  I was anxious with anticipation as
I once again started to quiver with excitement.  After rubbing his palms a
few more seconds, I felt the massive hands make contact with my shoulders
and his thumbs on the back of my neck.
He softly said "Let's have a little fun before Sandro arrives.  And then we
go to his house and we need to have a fun night because I will be away for a
entire week".  The gentle kneading of his fingers and thumbs into my back
and neck caused my breathing to slow down and my relaxed moaning started.
"Ohhh god, man" was all I could muster to say.
I just sat there with my gelatin-like body starting to ever-so-slightly sway
involuntarily.  Probably thinking I could go limp and fall over under the
trance of his touch, I felt my host brother move his body closer to mine.
After a minute or two of his massaging, I felt his hands go underneath my
armpits and reach around to start to gently stroke my pecs.  His middle
fingers started to rub in circles around my nipples as he whispered into my
ear  "Let's lay you on your side, Nathen my little brother."
I felt his hands guide me to lay down on my left side.
Starting to get some energy back, I reached up to make sure a pillow would
be underneath my head.  I could feel the bed shake a little as I sensed him
slipping off his shorts and throwing them onto the chair by the window.  A
drawer to the nightstand opened and closed too.
He sat behind me lifting my right leg up, bending it, and putting it to rest
up on his shoulder.  I heard a bottle top pop open and then close.  I felt
two fingers spread some cool lube all around my back hole.  One and then two
fingers also peeked some lube inside my hole too which was definitely to my
delight.
"Ohhh yeahhhh" I said as my heartbeat started up again.  With all of his
moves going softly and slowly, I had great hopes that I could hold off my
climax for a little bit longer.  My body started to lightly shake again
being so eager to keep this good time going.
As he put my leg back down, I felt him lay down on his left side, cupping
his body right up behind mine.  He reached his hand around my right knee and
pulled that right leg of mine back carefully bending it over his right leg.
With his right foot planted into the matress, his mighty leg lifted my right
leg up to expose my hole.  My Brazilian brother fuck machine got himself
ready for fucking me from behind.
"Here we go, buddy" he whispered into my ear as the tip of his rod met my
greased-up hole.  Being wet, my asshole could tell it was JC's foreskin
cover that was tantalizing me until he started to push into me.  My
sensitive hole felt JC's mushroom head as it made its way through its hoodie
of skin to push into my warmness.  The mushroom head popped itself in.
Then, I felt one of his giant hands reach up over me to cover my stomach.
To not pin down my right arm, I moved it so I could grip his thick forearm
that he now held against my stomach.  JC's fingertips pushed into my
clenched abs starting to pull my body towards his as he pried my hole more
and more.  My sphincter relaxed as he made his way going into me deeper
until he hit my pleasure button.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhh.  Ohhhhh god" was all I could say as I gripped his forearm
and felt down below that more and more of my precum dribbled out onto the
bedspread.
Just a notch louder than the whisper, JC said "Yesssss.  Ohhhhh that is
soooooo good Nate."
After a few seconds, he slowly went the deepest he could go.  All the while,
I moaned which got progressively louder.
His left hand reached between the bed and my body and went to the left part
of my chest.  He slowly started to pull his cock out of me.  Only going half
way out, he began to pry again slowly.
As he licked the back of my ear, he said "Nathen, I can feel your heart
beating with my hand on your chest and with my dick inside you."
Between his voice and his sexy accent, I started to moan louder as I took my
right hand off of his forearm and reached back so I could feel his hard ass
cheek.
Gradually, he pumped me more and more as I soaked the bedspread with leaking
globs of clear precum.  He kept going for about two minutes before I
couldn't stand it much longer.
"JC, I can't any more" I said as he kept his slow thrusts going in and out.
Out only half way and then all the way back in.
With his one hand carressing my chest, suddenly I felt his other hand leave
from holding my stomach.  He then took hold of my raging, throbbing hard-on.
"Here you go my little brother.  Shoot it for me." he whispered as he
stroked my cock.
Only seven or eight of his strokes and my body started spasing.
My whole face clenched as I exhaled a scream of ecstasy.
My first blast of jizz shot out with more force than I had experienced in a
long time.  My body shook uncontrolably and JC's strong hold of me kept me
somewhat in place while he kept stroking the shooting blasts of cum right
out of me.  Fire after fire I felt my cream pulsing out going all over the
place.
My incredible brother spoke into my ear "Aye, yeahhhhhhhh"
The whole time, I wished I could have opened my eyes to also enjoy the look
of my rockets shooting all around.  It was just too intense for my eyes that
were rolling around underneath clamped shut eyelids.
JC didn't stop any of what he was doing.  He kept stroking my cock with his
one hand, running his hand along my chest and occasionally one of my
nipples.  And still plastered against me, he kept that thick solid meaty
dick of his plunging half way out and then all the way back in.
As my shattering climax wore down, there was still a minute or so of moaning
as my body randomly kept twitching and jerking.
I heard him whisper right into my ear "ohhhh yesssss.  Thisssss is good
Nate"
My tightening hole must have brought out some of JC's own precum because I
could feel his Brazilian cock slide more easily.  He stepped up his pace
with both the fucking and the deeper breaths he was taking.
Though I couldn't make eye contact with him, I turned my head toward JC and
muttered "C'mon brother.  I want you to fuckin' cum in me."
"Aye yes.  It going.  It's GOING!" he tried to say while exhaling and
inhaling bigger and stronger breaths.
"Yeah man, GO!" I said to him.
His legs shook first.  The whole bed moved and creaked under his rapidly
spasing beefy frame.  His one hand that wonderfully still stroked me quickly
joined the other on my chest.  His biceps crunched into my sides as he
squeezed my body against his.  Then, his legs sent the quivering up through
his arms.  His fingers felt like they typed along my torso with varying
pressure.
He shoved his face into the pillow and belted out an enormous roar.
I smiled as I listened to his muffled "OYYYYY!" and then another
"OYYYYYYYYYY!" and about a dozen more that varied in length and pitch.
The thrusting went from a quick in and out and very gradually worked its way
to a slower stab that went further and further up my hole.
He continued with one more of his yelps that lasted until his lungs emptied
themselves of all of their air.
My hole could barely sense that he was shrinking up and sliding out of me.
Once he was fully out, he pulled his arms away from me and flopped over on
his back.  I sat up only to turn around and lay down on my right side so I
could face him.  I put my hand on his sweaty torso.  He was still breathing
hard staring up at the ceiling but then he turned to look at me.
Between breaths, he said "Shit Nate.  Ayyyye.  That's good, no?"
"JC, that fuckin' rocked." I said as I ran my fingers along his sweaty pecs
and their stubbly hairs.  I could tell that my fingers were tickling him
since his nipples toughened up.  I continued with "Dude, JC, are we gonna
take a shower?"
"You now."  He responded.  "I need some time to rest, man.  Anyway, we have
some time before Sandro arrives and takes us to his house."
I gently patted him on the chest twice and then got up from the bed.  I
stood there just checking out his meaty body.  He was just plastered down on
his back and now had both arms out to each side.  I watched his chest rise
up and down with his breathing.  His cock was flopped down between his legs.
  The bedspread was all wet in the spot where I had one of the best fuck
sessions of my life.  And the night of fun wasn't even over yet.
I walked over to the bathroom doorway, turned back to look again, and JC
looked over at me with the shittiest goofy grin as he calmly shook his head.
"I be in-in a minute, Ok buddy?" he asked.  He looked down at my dick,
pointed and chuckled.
I looked down to see my cock with a thin line of clear drool leaking out and
stretching its way to the floor.  I just chuckled back, turned around, and
went to turn on the shower wand.  I started wondering to myself what else
tonight will bring me once JC and I make it to Alberto and Sandro's house.


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