Date: Thu, 7 Oct 2021 12:42:01 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: A boxer's fetish - Chapter 2 - FEARS AND PLEASURES.

Chapter 2 -- FEARS AND PLEASURES.

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His house was not too big but was a nice place. He really knew how to have
it always clean and tidy. I had entered his house with a lot of fears. I
hoped what we were gonna do would not turn gay. As soon as we were in his
living-room, he told me.

-I'm going to strip, Amos. And I hope you get naked too. After all this is
what we've come here for.

Still talking, he was already shirtless and was removing his shoes and
socks. Well, I used to see Mark naked in the gym and this very morning I
had seen him nude, so what did I fear? Well, my fear was obviously being
hard in his presence the whole afternoon, but well, we were gonna watch
some porn so we should be hard. So, I took a deep breath and started to
remove my T-shirt when he pulled down his shorts. What the fuck? Mark had
an astounding erection, but since we were gonna be buddies watching porn,
it would be nothing. At least it was obvious he was not shy showing me his
boner and encouraged me to take everything off and be comfortable in his
house and never worry about my boner.

I couldn't be harder when I was finally totally nude.

-Good, Amos, two buddies can be hard together. And don't forget we're gonna
cum later with each other, but nothing gay. First come to the kitchen and
let's grab two beers to start with.

We took the beers to his living-room but he also told me there were many
beer cans in his fridge and I could walk to the kitchen to get more beers
or whatever I preferred to drink as often as I wanted. It was then that I
started to think that being a little drunk would make things easier for me
but I didn't wanna lose my mind. I did not want to do clear gay things with
him and repent later.

Walking back to the living-room, I went harder watching his ass and knew at
once there was a gay thing I'd like to do, for I'd never fucked an ass and
really wanted to fuck his. But he was uttering the same thought. So it was
more obvious for me that I shouldn't drink too much or Mark could end up
fucking me.

He invited me first to sit on the couch with him prior to choosing a porn
movie on his computer and added.

-You know we've come here with this intention --and he embraced me strongly
and started to swap his sweat with mine. His sweat had not dried and it
started running down my own chest. It was soon a highway of smelly sweat
that was dripping down and I felt his sweat was like a truck overtaking
me. Now the sweat on my body was not only mine, also too sweaty, but also
his. A sticky river was dirtying my also dirty chest at the time a deeper
river of my own sweat started to bathe him. That sticky sensation! Maybe I
would repent later of what I was doing, but the moment we started rubbing
and swapping out sweat I knew I was doing something really exciting and for
the first time in my life, I'd cum with a boy's sweat on purpose. It was so
erotic that I knew I would cum soon and he was saying the same thing out
loud, till finally he was first to lose the battle and dampened the floor
with his white masculine liquid. I came half a minute later, enjoying my
long ejaculation but a little worried that I could have cum watching Mark's
semen too.

-And now let's sit on different armchairs and we'll choose a movie. Well,
I'll let you choose.

He entered his favourite porn website and I told him I wanted to see
nurses. Soon we started watching a 10 minute movie and we both started to
wank.

I was hard as hell, more when he soon told me he'd love to fuck with one of
the actresses, blonde and with a very sexy cunt. We coincided in the girl:
I also wanted to fuck her. We said a lot of obscenities about her. I soon
started to love this familiarity, that of two buddies commenting lustfully
on porn.

I masturbated to his rhythm and soon started to have some fears, at the
time I was experiencing the pleasure of something as simple as watching
porn with a friend: in the movie there were also some actors, both doctors
and patients, and I was afraid I could get hard watching their dicks. At
the same time I couldn't help but look surreptitiously at Mark and feared
to get hard now at him. I could be hard with him, together with him, we
were wanking watching porn, it could be right, but not get hard at him! I
stupidly thought. But soon I discovered that something more was troubling
me and it was my sense of smell. Mark was not only totally sweaty but
smelled strongly of sweat. I should have called it stench, were it not that
a part of my mind was telling me I liked the way he smelled and was making
me hard. But well, sweat had for years been my fetish, a boy's sweat. The
only novelty now was that I was also getting hard at the smell of a boy's
sweat and so far these little discoveries did not worry me and soon it
stopped worrying me to see him cumming. We were friends, we were even
starting to be closer friends, so ok, Mark, of course I want you to cum.

We were for three hours watching porn that first day and both of us came
three more times and finally I told him I would leave him. He asked me
whether I would not prefer to have a shower there. I answered I did not
want to and nothing else cause I though: shit, if I had a shower there, he
would probably bathe with me and it could really turn gay now.

Prior to leaving him, he asked me whether I'd like to repeat. With a lot of
fears of ever going deeper, it's true I had really enjoyed some things:
being naked, watching porn with him, masturbating beside him and yes, also
the previous fun of rubbing our sweat. So I said we could do this whenever
he wanted. He told me then tomorrow again but I hope you never have your
showers at the gym and always have them in my house or in yours.

For a week we continued doing the same, going to Mark's house, stripping,
rubbing our sweat till we came and later cumming a couple more times
watching porn together. At least something was obvious: we didn't like
boys, but we enjoyed our sweat and our heavy scents. He often asked me
whether I masturbated privately at home remembering our sweat party but
first told me that he did do it. So I got used to the idea that nothing
really mattered as far as it was only enjoying a boy's sweat and nothing
more. So I admitted I did wank at home thinking about his sweat. He also
told me every day that he would really like to fuck me in the ass and that
if ever I allowed him, he'd give me his ass to fuck later. But I didn't
want to go that far.

Eight days later, we were watching a small movie with schoolgirls;
something we both liked a lot and he saw me again really hard and suspected
I was hard at him. Well, I didn't know why coming to Mark's house made me
so hard but I didn't want to stop coming. My dick was stiff as a flagpole
when suddenly I saw him grabbing it and started masturbating me.

-Of course I'd also like my buddy Amos to help me out a bit but I suspect
you wanna be masturbated and I won't chicken out. If this is something gay,
it's the same for me, believe me. I think your dick needs my hand. Can I go
on?

-Thanks, Mark; you're a perfect buddy and no girl has ever masturbated me,
that's true. I know I should be doing the same but just let me think about
it, please. I could do it now, but I don't know how I would feel later.

-You should be braver, Amos, and think that nothing matters. It would just
be pleasing a friend who's willing to please you. And if it is something a
bit gay, well, what the fuck? Why not do it? This way we both can enjoy
more the afternoons watching porn. And anyhow, you cum with my sweat and I
cum with yours and at least that has no importance for you.

It was with a lot of fears that I finally grabbed Mark's cock and started
masturbating him too. Well, this was really something gay, and shit I knew
sooner or later we'd come to this. It was just that the feel of having at
last a hand which was not your hand masturbating you was heaven and I'd
like Mark to do it to me after now every day. And it was just something as
simple as two buddies helping each other out. And I knew I would also have
to jack him off so I would be jacked off every day.

-Well, Mark, let's say that my favourite sport is masturbation and I whack
off every day at least once, so doing it to your cock is like doing it to
my own cock. It's not important cause I'm used to have a dick in my hand
every day, my own dick. But I don't suck my own cock or fuck myself, so
let's never reach that point.

-But do you agree to masturbating each other every day now?

-Ok, this we can do every day.

And that was when he shot the first load after my hand had helped him and
watching his semen, I came again.

I also agreed to having my showers now in his house, provided we jacked
each other off in the shower every day, and that's what we did. So every
day, we came four times, first with our sweat, then masturbating with our
own dicks, then a mutual masturbation watching porn and last a new one in
the shower.

Thus we were for almost a month. One day we chose a movie which seemed to
be lesbian. And we really enjoyed two sexy girls having sex with each
other. But suddenly they brought two boys home to have sex with them. Well,
nothing to object. It was the typical movie we used to see every day. But
suddenly I was frightened cause the movie turned bisexual and we could
surprisingly see now one of the boys was giving a blowjob to the other
boy. It seemed that in this movie, everybody had sex with everybody, no
matter whether they were girls or boys, so I had to utter.

-Disgusting, Mark. Let's choose another movie.

-If you look at yourself, Amos, you've gone hard and so have I and that's
because I've never seen this in porn. Later we'll choose another movie but
I want to see this.

So we kept on watching a boy sucking the other boy's cock and I was afraid
later they could even fuck each other but it's true that for whatever
reason my dick could not be higher. And I didn't see it coming but suddenly
I noticed that my cock was inside Mark's mouth. He was giving me a blowjob!

-I don't give a damn about trying new things and we are buddies who could
also help each other out.

-Don't you ever think that I will give you a blowjob, Mark.

-A pity then. Your dick has a really good taste but I'm not here to serve
you. I'm sure you are enjoying and will let me go on till you cum. I could
do this to you every day, provided...

-Provided?

-Provided you also suck my cock. What importance does it have, Amos? I'm
sure you like getting blowjobs but so do I. We could also have this
satisfaction if you were not so close-minded.

-Mark, it's you that's suddenly decided to suck my cock and I feared we
would reach this moment sooner or later. You've also told me you'll finish
me off, so now I hope you keep your promise. I don't think I would enjoy
giving you a blowjob.

But he was being so good that I soon categorized him as much better than
any girl had been. Oh, how I would desire to get a blowjob from my buddy
every day. But I was reluctant to do it to him. Even so, I started thinking
that as far as we didn't fuck, I could sacrifice in order to get this
satisfaction often, maybe even every day. So I just told him I'd think
about it but with a really excited voice, for the fun I was getting today
was, I knew it well, the best sexual fun I'd ever had. So good it was that
I had to tell him that I was cumming and he continued till my dick could do
no other thing than cumming in my buddy's mouth. He drank it all and told
me.



-The taste is not bad, Amos. I could certainly do this to you every day:
two buddies watching porn together and having a lot of mutual fun. But you
know. If you want me to suck your cock tomorrow, you'll have to suck mine
first.

-Thanks for this unexpected blowjob. You were really good, Mark. I'll have
to think about it. I'll leave you for today and have my shower at home. I'd
rather have a long meditation now. Good evening, Mark.

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