Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2004 09:18:45 +0000
From: alfredo garcia <alfredo247@hotmail.com>
Subject: One Old Friend of Your Parents

This is an new version of an old story between a man and a boy.

I was a teacher and an old friend of your parents. We were on summer
vacation and my family was away at my wife's parents' house. I was
staying behind a week to resolve some unsettled matters. You parents
asked me if I could teach you a little bit of math because you'd be
starting at a local university in the fall. We set up the first time for
the tutoring one morning. You were very punctual, but I on the other hand
had forgotten about our appointment. When you knocked at the door, I was
mouth down on the bed with the sun beating over my body, masturbating
while I was reading a gay porno magazine.

I had barely slept the night before. My family had left yesterday
afternoon, and I had taken advantage of my loneliness to buy porn,
magazines, books and videos. I spent the whole night drinking rum and
coke, smoking marihuana, and masturbating. That's why when you knocked
on the door you gave me a good scare until I remembered about our
appointment. I put on a bathrobe; turned on the shower; arranged my erect
penis as best I could with the robe's belt; and went down to let you in.
I hastily apologized to you. I asked you to wait for me in the living
room while I took a shower. I noticed that you were nervous and a little
flushed as if you were doing something forbidden.

It was in the shower while I was soaping up my erect penis that I first
thought about you as an object of my desires. That's when I remembered
that I had left the porn magazines I had used for masturbation material
on living room table. I dried myself really quickly and I came into the
room hoping that you hadn't seen them, but you were staring at them so
intently that you didn't see me approach you. I turned back out of the
room and made some noise to announce my arrival to the room so that you
would have time to put them down. Sure enough this time you were sitting
at the table and were opening your notebook. Dressed only in the
bathrobe, I sat down beside you, ready to begin the lesson.

I saw the erection you were sporting under your pants. I looked into your
eyes and they told me all. You wanted me to do to you what you had seen
in the magazines, what the men were doing to hot guys like you. We began
with the equations. You accepted what I was saying, but I noticed you
were covertly looking at part of my naked legs and at my chest hair
through the somewhat opened robe. Each time I got hotter and more turned
on. The surge I got from last night's events was working on my body like
an aphrodisiac. I needed to caress you, kiss you, make love to you... I
put my hand on your thigh while I continued with the explanations. I
noticed a shuddering of your body and a change in the prominence that was
your erect penis.

I asked you to write the equations while I began to caress your neck with
my free hand. It was just then when my robe undid itself and opening,
revealing my big, erect penis. I know what you were looking at it on the
sly even though your eyes didn't budge from looking at the paper. I took
your left hand and put wrapped it around my stiff cock. You grip my cock
and don't show any sign of wanting to remove your grip. I talk to you in
a calm tone about how you should write the formulas, you made a deep
swallowing movement. I put a hand under your shirt and began to rub your
chest. My big, strong hand played with your nipples. Hard and sensitive,
I barely grazed them. I noticed that your hand squeezed my cock with a
touch of fear as if he wanted to feel it more but stayed as he was as if
he were hypnotized. I made you get up and I took down your pants and
boxers. When you sat down as though nothing had happened, your hand that
had gripped my cock returned to grab it again as natural as picking up
anything that belongs to you. I continued with my explanation while I
caressed your beautiful thighs. You opened them so that I could slip my
strong hand in. The palm and the back of my hand brushed against the
inside surface of your legs. You moved your hand a bit. My cock was
engorged and throbbing under the sweep grasp of your hand, drops of
liquid leaking out of the tip. With one of my fingers I picked up a
little of it and I stretched it over your dick's rosy slit, bringing
together our precum. Then I raised my finger to your lips. You opened
them lightly and I wetted your lips. Then while I took your dark
testicles into my hand, I looked for your lips with mine. When I
initiated the kiss, I noticed a fallen tear on your cheeks. We were at
the point of sealing a testament of love, it was going to open a paradise
of passion, sex, tenderness, luxury, feelings and love to us both.

When my lips brushed against your lips covered in our love honey, I
noticed that you could take anymore. I wrapped my hand around your
throbbing cock and noticed a deep contraction. You stopped breathing for
a beat and at the same time I noticed the pressure of your hand on my
cock increased. I couldn't stop the great rise of semen in me. I shoved
the tip of my tongue into your mouth and took in the spasms of your cock.
Together we came without saying anything, quiet as if nothing had
happened.

We continued the lesson while I cleaned up what I could with the fabric
of my robe. You got fully dressed and left the rest of the schoolwork for
the following day. You were already heading out the door when suddenly
you came back toward me. You hugged my neck and gave me a kiss. You
didn't give me the chance to do it back because you were out of the
house in a flash.

The rest of the day was spent in a crazy daze. I couldn't concentrate on
anything. I was constantly remembering what had happened. My cock got
hard and my hands caressed anything I saw as it were your body. Imagining
your body as I could...I still hadn't seen you naked. I thought about
tomorrow morning and what might occur. I thought I had scared you and
that you wouldn't come. I thought that maybe you were feeling like me.
In spite of the horniness, I didn't want to masturbate. I wanted to
leave intact all of the desire I felt for you. I left to eat, to take a
walk. I went to see a movie, but I couldn't stay. I walk through the
streets, looking for you. I thought I saw you from a distance, just
hoping I guess. I didn't know if you might have been looking for me too.
I spent the night...I think that neither of us slept well.

Punctual as before, you knocked on the door. I had already showered. I
saw you coming from my window. To me you looked like the most beautiful
thing I had ever seen. It was then that I realized I was in love, more
intensely than ever.

I barely had time to close the door and you were already in my arms
looking for my lips. We sat down again to study equations. Right away you
took off your sneakers, leaving your white socks, also your pants and
your boxers. You unfastened your white shirt even though you didn't take
it off. I imitated you and completely opened my robe. We returned to the
position we were in the day before as if nothing had happened. Your hand
over my erect penis, one of my hands caressing your waist and the other
caressing the inside of your beautiful legs... An equation, another
equation... it seemed that love was brightening your intelligence,
perfect. As a prize, I sat you on top of me, my dick crossing between
your thighs, rubbing your dark balls and part of your cock. My two hands
on your nipples, my mouth all over your neck, your legs rubbing my
cock...equations and more equations, caresses and more caresses. This
position was perfect for me to enjoy you and my body wrapped around you
like a glove. Your adorable legs on mine, your pretty ass on my belly, my
cock between your thighs reaching halfway up yours... My hands free to rub
all of your naked body, only covered by your opened white shirt. I don't
think there was even a solitary centimeter of your skin that wasn't
getting attention from my hands. In spite of my attempts to do it softly,
my hands are big, rough, and crude compared to the softness of your skin.

While two fingers of my left hand squeezed his right nipple and my mouth
plunged into the crease of his neck, I softly caressed his inner thighs.
I was afraid of rubbing against his cock or mine even because I knew we
were both on the edge of cumming, that even the slightest brushing by my
fingers would push us over the end into orgasm. I couldn't resist the
temptation though and wrapped a hand around both of our penises. I kept
my hand still but immediately noticed a contraction in your cock. I drew
back my hand in hopes to slow down the inevitable, but there was no going
back for you. Your cock intermittently bean to spew its love fire. The
warm jets began to fall over my horny dick. Now it was I who couldn't
stop the little slit on the head of my dick from opening as it prepared
for the release of my hot love juice. Your semen penetrated my slit. It
didn't get very far because my potent honey, thick and sweet, was
pushing out. Knowing that there was nothing to stop us, I wrapped my hand
around both our dicks which were hot and crazy for each other. Together
both slits were passionately forcing out their desire. Our semen came
together in the air, my hand encouraging its exit. The stickiness fell
over our bodies, over our hungry mouths. You turned your face and we
sealed it all with a lewd kiss. Our desire had been united. We no longer
had any shyness or shame in the matter; we rushed our tongues together to
taste the product of our love.

A little bit later, taking advantage of my wet fingers, I began a sweet
caress between your beautiful asscheeks. You let yourself go, but when I
pushed a finger into your little hole, I noticed you got tense... maybe
even uncomfortable. That's why I decided just to rub you from the
outside. We cleaned ourselves up a bit and continued finishing the
equations while hugging each other.

I waited for the following day's class like a boyfriend waits for his
first night of lovemaking. I had never fucked a guy before, but now I had
an irresistible urge to do it to you. I also had a thousand fears about
it though. Maybe you wouldn't want it. Maybe I would hurt you. Maybe you
wouldn't like getting fucked. You arrived on time, more sexy and
handsome than ever, smiling and gorgeous like a god. Through your arrival
kiss, I knew you were accepting and had enjoyed everything I had already
done to you. You had liked it. I asked you to wait for me in the living
room because I still had to take a shower.

I had intentionally left some magazines on the table, open to some pages
with pictures of hot guys like you getting fucked by older guys like me.
The pictures were really beautiful, capable of making even the most
heterosexual male horny. I didn't rush to take my shower so that you'd
have time to enjoy those scenes in the magazine. I also wanted you to
have time to realize that you wanted me to do that to you.

When I came down the stairs, you were already naked, only wearing your
white wool socks and an open white t-shirt. You weren't at the table
though rather on the sofa, apparently working on some equations in your
notebook. When I sat down, you sat on top of me like always. However,
unlike the other times with my cock in between your legs, you tried to
put my semi-hard cock in your sweet crack. I noticed your genitals were
moist with precum and your ass moist with desire. I looked at your eyes,
and you smiled at me. As if I were mad at you, I turned you around face
down on the sofa and gave you a few little spankings on your hot ass. You
turned around smiling. I gave you another smack with my hand and asked
you to concentrate on your notes. I was bewildered as I looked at your
legs, your pretty and velvety asscheeks, your sweet waist, your beautiful
head of hair. It was the first time that I had seen you completely nude.
Even though my hands were getting to know your body, my eyes weren't. It
just made me get that much harder and hotter for you.

I rubbed you for a good while from above so that you wanted me even more
and so that you would put my fingers in your crack... warm and sweet. Just
on the edge of your hole there was some dampness. It looked like oil. I
couldn't believe that you had prepared, that you had guessed my desire,
or that you had anticipated it, preparing yourself for me. When I softly
inserted a finger into your tender, lubricated hole, you turned around to
give me a provocative kiss. I couldn't resist and sank my finger as far
as I could down your love tunnel. Instead of trying to escape the
invasive penetration into your temple, you turned around again, little
flirt and provoked even me. Your hot insides, soft and tight, hugged my
finger as if it were what you had most desired all your life. I couldn't
wait anymore. I positioned my cock at your opening, and I started
penetrating you slowly. When I got the whole way in, I stayed still,
trying to hold back my orgasm. However I was getting to know too well the
tremors of your body. A chill ran through my body, your body began to
contract around me. You were cumming, and you were making me cum, too.

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