Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2023 20:37:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: Harry Broom <harry.broom@yahoo.com>
Subject: Return to Barcelona 4

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Back to Barcelona: Alex Kroon

Alex Kroon tells Anna about his time in New York before he met Rafa in
Barcelona when he began a postgraduate course...

Anna, I want to take you back to the years before I met Rafa in Barcelona
and share a story.

I was a sophomore at Columbia University at the time. I hadn't met anyone
yet that I really liked. I was living in a dorm in a tiny room, and I
didn't really like the spirit of the group in the dorm., but I endured it.

I was sitting on a bench outside one of the university buildings one
morning drinking coffee, when I was joined by a stunning guy.

"Can I join you?" he asked.

"Sure, you're welcome, would you like a cookie?" I replied.

"Thanks."

We sat in the sun and he told me that he was studying English literature. I
replied that I was studying art. He told me that he grew up near Missoula
and decided to study in New York because of a scholarship he won.

I was taken by Luca's beauty. He had brown hair and dark brown eyes. He had
a dimple in his chin and his longish hair glistened in the sun. He had a
pair of shorts on and the hairs on his tanned legs were light.

Our conversation was easy. He spoke about Jay a boy he had developed a
relationship with at high school. They had been on the wrestling team
together and became intimate on one of their overnight trips to a wrestling
meet. Things developed from there and they met on most weekends at either
of their homes.

He was incredibly open, and I was surprised that he shared his gay
experience so freely. He spoke to me assuming that I was gay. I listened
empathetically. I had to stop him as one of my classes was about to
start. He invited me for supper that night and I accepted the invitation.

After taking a shower, I picked up a bottle of wine and walked to his
apartment. I rang the intercom and Luca came down to meet me. He lived on
the sixth floor; giving him a good view of the city. It was a spacious
one-roomed apartment. The furniture in the lounge area was arranged to face
out of the window. There was a small dining room table and a double
bed. The apartment had beautiful wood floors. This classic apartment
belonged to his grandfather who was pleased that he could use it.

Luca was preparing a quick speedy spaghetti using one of Jamie Oliver's
recipes. He asked me to grate some parmesan cheese, while he poured the
wine. We sat at the table and continued with our morning conversation.

I spoke about my first love at elementary school, Mario. We were in the
same scout troop and discovered the joys of gay sex together. We had
opportunities to get together on weekends and on scouting camps, and we
were not afraid to try anything, and by the time we were eighteen just
before we were made Eagle Scouts were very experienced sexually. Our
relationship ended when Mario went off to the West Coast to study forestry.

I surprised myself by being so open with Luca, but it all seemed to come so
naturally. I confess that I had a hard-on while I told my story. I also
noticed that Luca was hard. We had moved to the couch and were sitting very
close to each other. My leg was against his. Luca wasn't shy and moved his
hand onto my thigh. Soon he was gripping my dick through my jeans. I
reached across and felt his hard-on. I had butterflies in my stomach and
trembled slightly at thought of what was about to happen.

He leaned over and kissed me, I tasted the remnants of wine. I enjoyed
feeling the warmth of his breath, I reached out and embraced him, pulling
him close to me. It was fabulous to be close to another man again. We took
off our shirts and stripped down to our undies. We wrestled on the small
couch struggling not to roll onto the floor; and Luca took my hand and led
me to his bed. We removed our undies and continued the play wrestling on
the bed.

He pinned me down and sat on my stomach. He leaned in and kissed my eyes,
forehead, and nose and moved down my body. My nipples were extra sensitive
when he nibbled on them, which caused me to squirm. He continued his
kissing down to my belly button, he reached my erect cock, and licked
around the glans. He kissed the mushroom-head and then his soft lips moved
onto the sides of my cock. It was incredibly sensual. Next, he began to
suck. I was going to shoot at any moment, so I pushed Luca off and rolled
him over onto his back.

I climbed on him and kissed him deeply. I moved to his nipples and sucked
as he groaned with pleasure. He guided me to his cut cock, and I welcomed
it into my mouth. I moved up and down on his cock. He was about to cum and
urged me to stop.

"Let's move into a 69 position" he suggested.

We moved around and took each other's cocks into our mouths and sucked. I
loved feeling his cock stiffen before he came into my mouth. I couldn't
hold back and shot my cum into his mouth. We kissed and shared each other's
cum. I embraced him and held him close to me. Our now softening cocks
pressed against our bodies. I felt his heart beating against my chest and
his warm racing breath on my face.

"Will you stay the night Alex" Luca asked.

"I would love to" I responded.

We snuggled up and fell asleep. I woke up early the next morning with
Luca's hard-on pressing against my arse. I had to pee and slipped out of
bed to the bathroom. Luca was still asleep when I climbed back into bed. I
watched him sleep, his face was peaceful, and I was able to admire his
beauty closeup. I listened to the peaceful rhythm of his breath.

I moved closer to Luca and put my arm around him. He snuggled up to me
mumbling. I whispered that I had to leave to get to an early class. He
asked me to stay, but I kissed him and said I would message him later. I
got dressed kissed him again and rushed off.

Later that morning I sent him a message and asked him to come cover to my
dorm that afternoon. Luca arrived at about five and knocked. I was glad to
see him again and invited him in. My room was tiny and contained a small
desk, a single bed, and a cupboard-sized bathroom. It was okay for one
person but way too small for two.

Luca had brought six beers and a bag of chips, we drank our beers sitting
on my bed with our backs against the wall. After two beers Luca leaned over
and kissed me. I moved my hand into his track pants and took hold of his
hard cock and began to wank it.

"Let's lose our clothes," I said.

There we were naked on my tiny bed. Forced into closeness and making sure
that we didn't fall off, we rubbed against each other's bodies, wrestled,
and giggled. I felt like a teen again and had flashbacks to my time with
Mario. I grabbed the lube and began smearing it onto Luca's dick. He knew I
wanted him to fuck me. I lay on my back and lifted my legs. He moved in on
his knees and massaged more lube into my arse. He stuck two fingers in and
he massaged. My dick bounced around in excitement.

I felt his cock head going in. It was very painful, I grimaced and took him
in. I felt him going in deeper, and he leaned down and kissed me. He was in
and I could feel his balls against my arse. He began moving slowly, but it
was still sore. Every now and again he hit my prostrate and there was some
relief. I was going limp and tried to relax. Next thing Luca started to
come, and I could feel a warm feeling inside me as he groaned. He kissed me
and said thank you.

He moved off me and when down and started to suck my now hard dick. I came
within minutes. We lay together on my bed caressing each other's faces, and
I felt grateful to have met a person like Luca.

"Let's have a quick shower and pick up a burger for supper" I suggested.

We squeezed into my cupboard-sized shower and washed each other. We were
hard again, our cocks poking our bodies, but there wasn't space to do
anything. We shared my towel and dried each other.

We sat eating our burgers at a small bistro frequented by students. The
burgers were great value and Luca enjoyed the fries. Luca looked me in the
eye and said:

"Alex won't you move in with me? My apartment is big enough for the two of
us. It's rent-free and we can see each other every day."

I didn't know how to respond. Part of me wanted to say yes and there was
the part of me that enjoyed freedom. I liked the idea, but I didn't know
him that well. I held his hand and said:

"Luca; let's continue with this arrangement for a few more weeks."

There was a look of disappointment on his face. I leaned over the table and
gave him a quick kiss and thanked him for the offer.

Luca didn't stay the night and I woke up to find a note under my door. I
read: "Don't bring you fag ways here. Fags are NOT welcome on our
floor. Watch it!"

I was both shocked and disappointed, this was New York! I never imagined
this happening at this university. After breakfast, I went to see the Dean
of Residences and showed her the note. She expressed her concern and agreed
to investigate. I left her office and called Luca who told me that his
offer was still open. I thought about it for a few seconds and returned to
the Dean's office and told her that I wanted to move out. She said it was
fine, but that I had to pay rent for the entire year. I objected and
threatened to tell my story to the "Columbia Daily Spectator". The threat
worked and she agreed to refund the rest of the year's rental.

I moved into Luca's place the very next day. He gave me a cupboard, made
space in the bathroom, and showed me where I could put my own desk. I was
delighted with the arrangements and called my parents to tell them what was
going on. I settled in and enjoyed the view of the city.

We shared Luca's bed and that night we made passionate love. I got to fuck
Luca. What an experience, he really knew how to work his arse muscles and
make me feel good. I didn't last and came far too quickly. I then went down
on his expectant cock and sucked him dry. I never let go and eventually, he
pushed me off because hic cock was too sensitive. We lay naked, hot, and
satisfied, and fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night with Luca shouting in his sleep. He
was sitting upright in the bed next to me. I reached out and woke him. He
was shaking and sobbing. I put my arms around him and held him close.

"It's Okay, it's Okay" I reassured him.

He didn't want to talk about it, and we went back to sleep with him in my
arms. The next morning, we showered together and sucked each other off. We
both had early classes and left the apartment without eating. We met later
on campus for lunch and enjoyed a small space on the lawns. Later that
morning we enjoyed a walk along the Hudson River. He told me about the
novel they were studying, "Call me by your name". He told me that Aciman's
tells the story of a romantic short summer between an intellectually
precocious, curious, and pretentious 17-year-old American Jewish boy named
Elio Perlman and a visiting 24-year-old American Jewish scholar named
Oliver in Italy in the 80s. I was keen to read it.

That night we went to see a movie and got back late, stripped and got into
bed. Later that night I was again woken up by Luca's screaming. This time
it took a while to calm and settle him down. The next morning, I tried to
discuss the incident with him, and he asked me to let it go.

Our studies were keeping us busy and we had loads of papers to submit, and
we were keeping our heads above water. The next night we took an early
shower, and I fucked him, and I sucked him off afterward. We made dinner in
the nude and ate in our birthday suits overlooking the city. We made out
again in bed and fell asleep. After midnight Luca woke up again shouting,
and I woke him and calmed him down. I lay awake for a long time trying to
figure out what was going on.

In the morning we said nothing and ate some cereal before getting to an
early class. The previous night he had shouted: "No, no don't do it". We
only got back to the apartment at seven and we decided to go down to the
bistro for burgers. After supper, I asked Luca to tell me if these dreams
had been going on for a while.

"Alex, my dad was murdered in his drug store by an addict demanding drugs
when I was a child. I was in the shop at the time and witnessed this
senseless act. I couldn't do anything to stop it and my dad died in his
shop. The guy ran from the scene and was later caught by the cops. The
entire crime was caught on CCTV. I have been playing these events in my
dreams for years, and therapy hasn't helped, and it seems to be getting
worse."

Alex sobbed, and I tried to comfort him. I suggested he try and see a
counsellor at the college and try to talk things through. That night I made
him some Horlicks and lay in bed rubbing his back. It was sensual for me
and I had a hard-on. I wanted to be inside him, but it wasn't the time. I
kissed him and we fell asleep, and he slept through the night.

At lunch that day I proposed that we take a road trip in the break to visit
his family in Missoula:

"Let's get out of this place. Big sky country and family might be just the
thing you need".

Luca loved the idea and we immediately started planning. I suggested that
we hire a car and take it across the country and sleep in motels along the
way and that we fly back to New York before the start of school. Luca asked
Chat GPT to suggest a route which looked quite good:

Day 1: New York City, New York to Cleveland, Ohio Start in New York City,
NY Morning Stop: Breakfast in NYC Drive Time: Approximately 400 miles, 6-7
hours Afternoon Stop: Explore Pittsburgh, PA Evening Stop: Arrive in
Cleveland, Ohio Overnight Stay: Cleveland, Ohio Day 2: Cleveland, Ohio to
Chicago, Illinois Morning Stop: Breakfast in Cleveland Drive Time:
Approximately 350 miles, 5-6 hours Afternoon Stop: Visit Chicago, IL
Evening Stop: Explore Chicago Overnight Stay: Chicago, Illinois Day 3:
Chicago, Illinois to Sioux Falls, South Dakota Morning Stop: Breakfast in
Chicago Drive Time: Approximately 400 miles, 6-7 hours Afternoon Stop:
Visit Iowa City, Iowa Evening Stop: Arrive in Sioux Falls, South Dakota
Overnight Stay: Sioux Falls, South Dakota Day 4: Sioux Falls, South Dakota
to Rapid City, South Dakota Morning Stop: Breakfast in Sioux Falls Drive
Time: Approximately 270 miles, 4-5 hours Afternoon Stop: Visit Badlands
National Park Evening Stop: Arrive in Rapid City, South Dakota Overnight
Stay: Rapid City, South Dakota Day 5: Rapid City, South Dakota to Missoula,
Montana Morning Stop: Breakfast in Rapid City Drive Time: Approximately 570
miles, 9-10 hours Afternoon Stop: Visit Mount Rushmore Evening Stop: Arrive
in Missoula, Montana AI made a note and suggested that the itinerary
"provides a good balance of driving time and sightseeing opportunities. Be
sure to adjust based on your preferences and interests and consider adding
extra days for additional stops or more time to explore specific
locations. Always check the current road conditions and plan accordingly
for a safe and enjoyable road trip!"  A couple of days later we had packed
the car and Luca double-checked that we had left nothing behind. We were
traveling light. We each had a medium-sized suitcase and decided to share
an overnight bag which we would use in the motels we stayed over in. We
decided to make no bookings and to take things as they came. I leaned over
and kissed Luca, and we were on the road.

The traffic lightened as we left the city. Luca yelled joyfully and we felt
incredibly free. It was a long drive, but it was great to be together. We
changed drivers every hour or so. The countryside whizzed past us, and the
skies were clear. The stereo blasted eighties music and the aircon worked
overtime. I loved watching Luca's profile as he drove and studied all his
features. I surveyed his beautiful wrestler's legs and every now and then I
looked at his bulge. He was a wonderful specimen.

We found a motel outside of Cleveland. It looked like it was newly
renovated, and the restaurant looked decent. We dropped our bag on the
double-bed and had a quick shower and wanked each other off. We kissed and
then dried each other with fresh clean towels. We found ourselves in the
newly renovated steakhouse ordered steaks and enjoyed a cold beer too. We
were amazed at how reasonable the prices were. I decided at dinner that I
wanted Luca to fuck me that night. I wanted this beautiful boy inside me.

We stripped when we got into the room and started kissing each other. Once
we on the bed we sucked each other. I had him on all fours and was licking
his arse, and I asked him to fuck me. I got the lube out of our travel bag,
and he smeared it in my hole using his fingers. It felt cool. I then
smeared it on his pulsing dick. He entered me easily this time and it
wasn't so painful. He began moving in and out and it felt great when his
balls hit my arse. He came quickly and I shot cum all over his chest at the
same time. We cleaned up and hit the sack early. But our sleep was
interrupted by one of Luca's nightmares. I woke him and held him close to
me as he trembled like a child. I said:

"I love you Luca, you need to rewrite this dream. I want to help you."

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