THE HETEROUS HOUSE

All my readers here on the site already know some of my peculiarities: I don't like to travel very much, I've always found my home the best place in the world and I don't leave my neighborhood much to have fun. I live in one of the most bohemian neighborhoods of São Paulo and my favorite bar and restaurant is literally on my sidewalk, I come down and am already in a place where I am very well treated and meet several friends and neighborhood companions. I have already mentioned here in a previous tale (c. 184593 ) of a married neighbor, a little hottie and that always aroused me an incredible horny, especially when I met him with the little boy on his lap. We had a quick brothering a while ago, as I narrated in the above-mentioned tale and we never had any more intimate contact, but I always find it through the corridors or elevators of the building. Night like this I was at the bar quoted having a few beers, it was after 2:00 in the morning, when I saw him come in and go to the counter asking for a long neck, which he held in his hand and a can that he immediately opened and started drinking, while paying bill. He looked towards me, smiled at me and I, who was already very upset by the drink, was delighted to see him there at that time, after all I had never seen him like this at this time. Usually he'd come in, grab food and leave. He came to me, greeted me and I realized he was a little loose, lighter, maybe by the effect of the drink. - What? - He said shaking my hand. - I'm fine, man! Surprised to see you here at this time. Are you alone at home? - I asked curiously. - It's okay. Oh, come on, man. The woman's home sleeping with the puppy, so that's what she does best. I try to go out with her, but it's always an excuse, a lack of interest, so I went down to get a drink and cool off, so tomorrow I'll be off. He answered me with this outburst and I felt a certain annoyance in his words. It was supposed to be a couple's fight. I thought to myself. - It's okay. How's the big boy? I asked about his son to try to probe his state of mind. - It's okay. All right, man! It's big and smart! – I was scared at the boy's age, I was just a little boy on Daddy's lap. - Our guy like time goes by fast! Day like this was a baby and it's already freshman year. You guys are such boys. I've been really surprised at the passing of time, which scares me more and more, so fast. - Not a boy, man! I'm past 30. - He said that smiled and left. I kept watching him walk away with that little, uh, loose-ass, shorts job and polo shirt. I've always been charmed by this guy and I don't even know why. The beard is always so full and trimmed, the little boy's face straight, a manly way without exaggeration. I always thought this guy was a consumer dream. I kept drinking and exchanging an idea with an acquaintance who arrived, when 15 minutes later Luiz, that's his name, entered the bar again, went to the counter, ordered a few beers and, this time, put three in a bag. He looked at me and smiled again, and I stood up and went up to the counter and said, - You're thirsty, boy! Or did you come for a drink with his wife? – He said smiling and putting his hand on his shoulder. - It's okay. It's expensive! I need a drink! What a wife you are, man! We don't even have anything else. He said that to me with a little hurt in his voice. I got a little sharp and decided to fix it right away, maybe powered by the power of alcohol. - It's okay. Stop it, boy! We'll figure it out! Touch my apartment, a guy like you can't stay like that. I said that, and I saw him looking me in the eye laughing. He hit me on the back and left without saying anything. I ordered one more can to close the night, I had had a lot to drink and I also asked for the bill. I was a little upset that Luiz didn't fall for my line, but okay, it was time to go home. I left ten minutes later, with my can in my hand and when I went to the door of the building I faced Luiz, leaning against the wall in front, emptying another beer. I was surprised. I thought he'd gone upstairs by now. - What? Hey, man, you still here? I said look at him. - I'm fine here, the avenue is busy and the night is very beautiful! Perfect for all the good things to happen. - He said with his head down. - What? Let's have some more at home, man! I feel like you could use some company. I said already with his heart eager to accept, the dick was already showing signs inside his pants. - It's okay. Dude, I know you're dying to fuck me. I'm almost drunk, I don't know if it's a good thing to go to your place. – I was surprised by his response, it was really a reaction moved by the drink, but he was even hotter with that altered face. - What? Man, I really do! I want to fuck you and give you a pleasure that you're not having at home, but I don't want to push it. I'll go upstairs and leave the door open. If you want, you can go up the stairs and nobody notices and go over there and we can play. I threw all the chips in an attempt to get that dream jacket back. I walked into my apartment, left the door on the side, washed my face, took off my clothes, just wearing boxer underwear and threw myself on the couch with a beer can in my hand. I thought nothing would happen, I'd have my last beer and sleep to face the soap that promised to be beautiful. Ten minutes later I saw the door open and he came in with a scared face and looking down. I couldn't believe what I saw. I got up off the couch and went towards him like a wolf going to attack his prey. - What? I shouldn't be here, man! I'm married and the only time I've ever been with a face was the time we played at home. I closed the door, took the beer that was in his hand and put it on the table, laid it on the wall and held his chin leaving his eyes at the same height as mine. My dick was already pulsing in my underwear. - It's okay. Don't say anything, man! Let's have a good time, like only two men hungry for a good whore can do. – He seemed to me delivered and I took his shirt off, revealing that hairy, strong and beautiful chest, which I always liked very much. I mouthed his nipple and started licking, while lowering his shorts leaving him in his underwear too. As I felt my tongue on his nipple he groaned very hard and held my head against his chest, squeezing and moaning good. - It's okay. Delicious! That is my weakness, so it is cowardice! – He groaned and spoke quietly. - Cowardice is not feeling the good side of men's life! You're too hot and young to hold back, relax and enjoy yourself. I said that and I alternated on his nipples, then sucked and bited one, and then the other. I went up a little bit and got face to face with him, smelling his hot breath and smelling of beer, my will was to kiss that beautiful mouth, but I restrained myself, I didn't feel it prepared. I took your dick that, even though it was smaller than mine, it was as hard as it was. He moaned good, while I rubbed the two pricks hard like stone, on each other. His dick started drooling, showing that he was very excited. - You like it, man? – I asked in your ear, taking advantage to put the tongue in your ear and feeling your body creeping all over. - It's okay. Very good! I haven't felt anything this strong with anyone in a long time. - He'd say soft and I'd feel his body less tense. - It's okay. I'm gonna make you come out hot boy! Just trust me and turn yourself in. I answered and went down to your hairy, hot little belly. I got down on my knees with his dick in my face. I looked up and saw that he had his eyes closed, traveling in pleasure. I licked his dick and heard a horny grunt, almost like a wounded animal. The guy was very needy with affection. I swallowed your dick and felt your whole body shaking. My dick chewed hard and I felt a few drops of pre-goza wetting my fucking head. I gave him a hard blow job and turned him around. He bent over the table and, surprisingly, I felt no resistance from him. I opened the bands of your ass and passed the tip of my hot, wet tongue at the entrance of your ass. At this point, I felt his body reacting as if it were being shocked. He put his hand back and pulled my head into his ass and I pushed his tongue like it was gonna penetrate him. He groaned very hard. - Fuck, man! Don't do this to me! I'm married, I'm a father! I can't do that! – He was groaning and squirming, in a clear contradiction between what he spoke and what he felt. I stood up, I put my arms around your body and I rubbed my dick in your ass. - It's okay. Stop it, man! Now you're just a man wanting pleasure! Nothing will change what you are. Relax! I just want to make you happy. - He bowed a little longer and I put my dick's head on the door of his hairy ass. I pushed him a little, and he froze. - It's okay. Not that, man! I don't want to fuck off. - He talked and tried to look back. - Just fucking relax! I'm here with you for what you can and can come! I answered and pushed my dick's head a little further in his ass. He breathed deep, let loose the body and I felt the head of my cock lodged in his tight ass. - It's okay. Stop it! Take it off! It hurts like hell! I don't know how to do that! – He said closing his fists hard and hitting the table. - It's okay. I'll take it off, man! You've got goose bumps! Show me you're a real male! Hold my dick on that hot ass! – I was very horny and knew I would come soon, it was a dream to have a dick getting in the ass of that guy I always admired. He breathed hard and institively spread his legs. I pushed a little further, feeling the resistance of that inexperienced ass. He raised the body and I hugged him tight, trying to get in as much as I could. - It's okay. I can't take it, man! I want to come! I'm crazy about it! – He groaned by jerking off hard. - Come on, man! I want to feel your ass squeezing my cock while you come. I'm here to give you pleasure! - I spoke in his ear and he began to shudder his body cumping enough. His jouissance came out on strong jets, and he was crying low. I pushed him a little bit forward, pulled my dick out of his ass and cum on his back and ass leaving him all licked up, while he was talking in his ear: - It's okay. Feel the heat of my fucking face! Feels the pleasure that two men can provide each other. He looked me in the eye and I felt the doubt, the guilt and the pleasure stamped on his beautiful, bearded face. He was wearing his clothes quickly as I watched him, dying of pleasure with everything that had happened. As soon as you put on your shirt, I looked at your face and saw your little eyes filled with tears. - It's okay. I'm leaving, man! Forget all that! For God's sake don't tell anyone! – When I heard this from him I pushed him hard on the wall, I held his shoulders tight and said: - It's okay. You're going out like this, man! I'll never say anything to anyone and I'll always be here whenever you want. I mentioned kissing him and he turned his face. I held your back and pulled your face against mine. - It's okay. Kiss me the fuck! We fucked hot and I'm crazy about your mouth! I forced my lips against his, and he was kind of scared and clumsy, and he returned my kiss. I felt the taste of your lips and your tongue, I think it was a better feeling than the joy just felt. He opened the door and left quickly, I watched him turn the corner of the stairs. Note: Text Registered in the Register of Works according to - Law 9,610 of 19-02-1998. Reproduction is prohibited without permission of the author. Thank you for reading my story! I hope to count on your vote and comment. IT'S ALWAYS A JOY TO HEAR THE READERS. Embrace all!!! Thanks for the usual love!!! Photos - 1 my dick as it stayed the whole time I wrote and the other 2 is a double actor of it.