And the dream goes on

At that time I could never have imagined my involvement with Lucas would go so far and become so intense. Although we publicly maintained the necessary sobriety and distance, our encounters wherever possible took on contours of a carnal relationship which knew no bounds. The Pottery became our usual meeting place and whenever we were able to be there we were naked and full of hormonal cravings, even after some scares and jumps which in fact were very appetizing.
However, shortly after our first meeting Lucas became a bit restless and I assumed it was because of the idea that he would be enraptured, something which populated my mind without giving any respite and for this very reason I felt the need to insist on the possibility of him accepting the adventure. This story of me getting angry ..., are you really finished?<unk>, he asked the burning clothes as soon as I arrived at the place; Lucas exhibited an expression that mixed concern and also anxiety, something that made me very excited.
-Like I told you, yes! <unk>I replied with an emphatic tone and a naughty little smile.
-So, if that's what you want... I will! <unk> he replied in a high-pitched tone.
-Where are we going, to the pottery?
-No, you fool! We're coming right this way!" he replied with an impatient tone. "You see that bus over there?
An itch tingled inside me and my dick was jumping in the pants already imagining everything that could happen and without blinking, I accepted the proposal. We formally said goodbye and went on our way. And I confess to hardly being able to close an eye that night and even masturbated a couple of times full of expectations with erection as flower skin; My mother well wondered when she saw me awake before seven o'clock in the morning since I was difficult to meet schedules; I took my coffee, grabbed my backpack and bid farewell leaving home towards my meeting with Lucas.
The old abandoned garage that had once housed a fleet of bus-line vehicles was always deserted and its grille gate made from wrought iron bars was so deteriorated by time and weather that breaking into the place was an easy task; inside I walked in haste amongst the few remaining cars slowly turning to scrap metal looking for Luke, and after some time without seeing him it occurred to me that he might have given up (married as we said at the time), I'm tired and angry too.
"Hey, bozo! Come here!" shouted Lucas to me; I turned towards the voice and saw him inside one of those old ALPHA ROMEO buses.
Luke had already prepared everything with an old blanket spread over the backboard from which they'd removed their seats, and his agitated expression staring at me waiting as if it were my turn to take the initiative; I took a deep breath, smiled and started taking off my clothes, noticing that he was following along impulsively; no sooner did we remove our clothing than Lucas ran up on top of the blankets putting himself four feet above him; I restrained myself from giggling in front of his buttocks and came closer by caressing his thighs. ..., first we must get his little hole well wet!<unk>, I said in a teacher's tone observing the puzzled look of him who seemed frustrated with foreplay. So I got down on my knees behind him, opened up my buttocks keeping them apart and began to lick the drip by rubbing my tongue into the small hole.
Lucas tried to control himself, but every now and then he let out a whiny little groan showing that he was enjoying having his ass well licked by me. <unk>Now suck my cock! And leave him well drooling for ease!<unk> , I demanded changing position and putting the hard roll in the mouth of the boy who had given her an unspeakable blowjob, drinking avidly; between drinks he would take it from his mouth, spit on the stick and put it back into his mouth seeing if he got well-licked. We switched positions again, and after more licks on Lucas's ass I took up a position and brushed the rosary into the gutter while still listening to his little whimper.
-AIII! PORRA! DOEU! <unk> he shouted when I struck hard until I was able to squeeze the dumpling by sticking my head inside <unk> wait ..., Ahnnn! Stop!... Ahh..., it hurts!
- Now, that's enough you little bitch! <unk> I replied in a harsh and exasperated tone <unk> Try to relax or I will roll your ass until it can no longer!
Holding Lucas's buttocks firmly in my hand, I began to punch my dick with quick and short strokes until it felt enveloped by the creaking ass of my partner; I gave a brief pause for both of us to catch our breath and soon was pounding vigorously inserting and removing his stick from my partner's butt which in turn still let out some hysterical screams, but they were quickly disappearing before giving way to prolonged and intense moans; I was ecstatic at realizing that Luke enjoyed pleasure while I entangled him and this excited me even more.
-Wait, bitch! Turn around in front of me! <unk> I demanded with a razor-sharp tone taking out my benga and hoping that he would obey me <unk> Let's play "roast chicken" ..., and you are my hen!
And what was my surprise when he turned around, lifting his legs wide open revealing an erection of disturbing rigidity; a few more brushstrokes preceded the penetration and once again I punched roll on Lucas's ass that no longer fit so much desire. Following my instincts, I took his roller and began to punch in the same rhythm as the blows with my stick against his butt and it seemed like a burst which detonated an explosion of screams and moans that Luke shouted among other cries and groanings.
The climax was so striking that I kept it with me as something never to be forgotten; between howls, sighs and moans Luke and I caught the profuse joy streaming from his limb into my hand with jets of waves crashing down on him and mine flooding its bowels causing such a buzz that I got up and feared we might be heard outside our stronghold. And at last felt my legs stutter while my roll slowly grew flabby until it trickled out of Lucas's padded little hole.
I stared at that enlarged hole, still blinking as if it wanted to take on its original form. Lying down beside Lucas and we stood there motionless looking up at the roof of the bus struggling to regain some energy until finally we fell into a deep sleep. Some time later lying sideways felt something rubbing against my butt and was so delicious that I pretended to keep falling asleep; Luke's roll began to gain some tone and this excited me. I let him keep rubbing his dick on my butt, but since he wasn't stiff enough...
-You mean you're going to stick it up my dry ass? <unk> I asked in surprise as she raised her leg and pulled the buttocks with my own hand
"You're a real bastard!" he retorted in an angry tone. "You fucked my ass! You made fun of me like crazy! So now I can't get into it! Thou weak-willed fool!
At that moment, we heard the school bell ringing and soon afterwards the roar of a party going off at the end of term. I turned to Lucas and looked into his face full of frustration, realizing how upset he was; and in a gesture of pure instinct, I held his face and glued my lips to hers hoping for a kiss which quickly materialized with voluptuousness.
When we got out of hand, Lucas exhibited an astonished expression but did not smile and much less growled; he just stood up and started to get dressed. I did the same and as soon as it was possible we peeked through the gate making sure that everything was quiet and gained the street walking together for some time. "And then, dude! when will I fuck your ass!" asked him in a frustrated tone.
- Here 's what we do . I answered right afterwards , and when the time comes ...
- Don't fool me, you son of a bitch!
I smiled and wanted to laugh, but restrained myself so that Lucas wouldn't get even more upset. We separated and went home thinking about how he could fulfill his wish which was also mine; a few days later on the way out of school I passed by your Nicola's shop, an Italian gentleman with whom you were free to talk about anything.
"Here, use this!" he said as he returned with a small amber glass bottle in his hands.
When I asked the price, Nicola gave a naughty laugh and replied that for now he'd take care of it himself; I left there with a feeling that the old Italian was after something more than just money; armed with this oil I began to devise a way for me and Lucas to meet. Everything seemed to contribute towards going wrong, and whenever he could charge me and I would tell him that promise is debt. I was about to give up when something good happened. One Saturday morning my parents warned me that I would be home alone because they had a family appointment and wouldn't return until late in the afternoon.
While my mother was explaining what meal she had prepared for me, I could only think of the unmissable chance that lay in my hands. As soon as I saw the car turn a corner on the boulevard I ran to the bakery looking for Lucas. Dona Anastasia was somewhat puzzled by my agitated manner but ended up telling me he was playing ball in the field behind St Anthony's Chapel which I knew well. I ran there like a desperate madman and when I arrived, I saw the boys batting against another neighborhood team; from their uniforms and boots I knew it was something very serious ..., so serious that you could not interrupt them for any reason.
I stood on the edge of the pitch waiting for a chance to talk with Lucas and when he came charging one side, I approached him and whispered in his ear: "Go ahead, champion! Score a goal that today you'll catch me!"; Lucas looked at me with an expression full of anxiety and after a cursory smile threw the ball back to his partner and continued playing. A little more than fifteen minutes later he was face-to-face with the goalie and kicked willingly. Lucas ran to the bench where some boys were and after talking with one of them he came toward me.
-I'm leaving, my dick is burning!
- To my house, you fool! <unk> I replied in a playful tone today is free.
Luke's gaze was like a flame and the smile on his lips was pure provocation; we rushed to my house, and made our way around it by entering through the fence of the vacant lot that stood next door. As soon as we walked in he was already grabbing me and squeezing my ass; I liked him well enough but preferred making myself difficult to create an uproar in order to leave him even more excited.
Aren't you going to take a bath and wash your face?
I'm going to fuck you like that! <unk> he replied touching my buttocks <unk> It is so you can smell the male eating your ass...
-You mean you're my man? <unk> I asked in a mocking tone <unk>I think for now we are going to stay at the draw! ..., so take off your clothes, you kid!
More than quickly, Lucas became naked proudly displaying his laughing mast pointed at me; I took off my clothes and got down on one knee with that beautiful tool within reach of my mouth; I began to suckle the hard roll avidly swallowing it almost whole in my mouth, grunting scratches and moans from Luke and soon tried to hold me by the neck beginning beating as if she were a bouquet; at first it hurt a little bit but I was so excited not even letting myself let him drive the situation.
When I noticed that the roll was soaked with saliva, I stood up and held it in my hand pulling Lucas towards my room. "Fuck! There's only a bachelor bed here!" he complained exclamatively pointing to his mobile phone. I looked deep into her eyes and smiled before answering saying: The tighter, the better! Even though Luca was very angry I managed to keep control of his impetus since it would be my ass who got busted. I went over to the mute servant and took out from the drawer the bottle which the Italian pharmacist had given me extending for him.
-Look, I'm going to stand on all fours there and you rub this oil in my groin as well as my ass. <unk> said Lucas with a gentle tone of voice
Before he could ask any unnecessary questions I ran to bed and was on all fours leaning my face against the pillow, using my hands to separate my buttocks. The warm touch of Lucas's hand over my butthole gave me shivers and excitement grew without stopping. "Eita! What a rabbit huh? And look at this little hole that will make my dick go up!" he commented in an abusive tone taking advantage of the situation to finger my ass which made me even more out of it. Soon afterwards, I felt his soft rosary brushes into my arsehole increasing the shudders. The bastard would sometimes rub his head or the whole mast in water leaving me horny.
-Ahhh! Shit. It's delicious... but get in, you son of a bitch! <unk> I demanded by raising my voice slightly.
Lucas's first blows caused me a huge shock, and when he finally managed to break the sphincter by shoving his rosary into it I felt an excruciating pain as if a knife were tearing my ass apart; we both breathed in brief interval until Luke continued burying his roll on my butt. My luck (let us say so) lay in the fact that Lucas' member was not as thick as mine but only slightly longer and its strokes were so vehement that they forced me to contract the sphynx preventing him from continuing while still making the annoyance let out a scream of desire. It's all in there! My dick!... it's everything inside your ass!" he commented with a raspy tone pausing the movements.
<unk>Ahhh! Feeling you! Aiii! Uhh! Kick, you piece of shit! Kick rolls on my ass!" I pleaded in a tone controlling the pain and provoking my partner who immediately complied with my request by initiating a sequence of quick and very deep punches. The pain was increasing until that moment when I felt my dick hard as rock and began to masturbate furiously. After some time I asked Lucas to stand in the position of "roasted chicken", which he acquiesced at once and as soon as I turned around he himself raised my legs and touched his member into my ass resuming strokes while masturbating with enormous violence such was the state of excitement that I found myself.
For me at that moment, the only thing I cared about was looking into Luke's face and enjoying all of the sensations between us; he seemed to delight in fucking me while I celebrated a majestic erection which just gave way when we simultaneously reached climax.