One of Life's Greatest Trials

First of all, I always try to keep in touch by e-mail for a long time until I feel there is the possibility that we can meet. I try to find out how my alleged partner usually behaves, where he lives, if indeed his marital status provided by it is real because I do not want to disturb anyone's life, if he has an (intimate) meeting place A lot of people ask me if I have an account on MSN, which I say no. Do you have a webcam? And the answer is also negative. When I make an appointment just to get acquainted, it's far away from where I live or have lived and also with my partner. Another thing is with reference to the color of skin. I have no prejudice: every man's face has the same colour, as well as smell and taste. There is no distinction. When we do meet, I'm sure that we will have a cup of coffee and talk long enough the first time, second, third, fourth and finally, come to the end. In these conversations, we usually show ourselves who we really are, how we tend to act, if we're affectionate (a man is also caring and likes receiving love even from another man. Many have written to me, making offensive comments, denigrating the person for what he is (sexual option), perhaps thinking that by doing so they would be arousing those who were writing. It happens that I know how to observe when it's praise, offence, liking etc... When the term violated is used, it varies according to how it was employed: at sex time, it acts as an excitation; when used in correspondence , it is considered an insult. I immediately discard this citizen and delete all his messages from my computer and activate blocking. Another very important thing. What I've noticed is that the way most men tend to do it when they're putting in, whether on their asses or in their buttocks. The movements of coming and going are too violent and fast, often causing the partner who's being "drawn" not to be able to feel pleasure from moving very quickly like a hammer breaking through a concrete slab. Pleasure doesn't come with quick speed, but rather lightly paced velocity so both can reach ecstasy without feeling uncomfortable which takes away enjoyment. It's a mental concentration of what you are doing, that joy comes quickly and with immense volume. Okay. Let's get to what really matters, which is my encounter with the well-endowed (a peculiarity that I did not know). In view of publishing my stories, I usually receive many e-mails from all parts of Brazil as well as abroad, notably Chile, Uruguay and Bolivia. All of them I answer with great pleasure and consideration. Some Brazilian emails are so vulgar that I delete them immediately and others keep in my mailbox. There was a message in which I read it several times, since the Portuguese used therein was somewhat poetic and pleasant, which left me half shaken. After some days, I decided to reply to the e-mail, this time trying to find out something about my interlocutor with as much sweetness as possible. To my surprise the young man replied to my message as well as informing everything that I had asked. This exchange of messages lasted for a period of 45 days, since the exchanges were daily. After this time we decided to arrange an appointment to taste some coffee together. Our meeting was in Méier, far away from where he lives as well as where I live. It was very good considering that the young man is white with light brown eyes and smooth blond hair, about 5'10" tall, normal body and 85 kg weight, 48 years old. We introduced ourselves and found a bar further away from the shopping center so that we could talk more quietly. After walking a few yards, we found one that even had tables. We sat down at one of them and I asked the boy behind the counter if he would put coffee on the table, to which he promptly said yes. We had our coffee and talked for a period of about 45 minutes. Soon after we said goodbye, already leaving the appointment for another day, a new meeting and in the same place. During the three subsequent meetings, we exchanged ideas and confidences (men also have many), as well as our intimate desires. He also spoke that he has a quiet corner and quite comfortable, with shower and mini-shower. So we decided to leave the acquaintance phase and go for the main stage which was carnal contact. We agreed on Saturday of that same week in Duque de Caxias, Itatiaia neighborhood As usual, everyone is nervous and anxious about the day ahead of us and what might happen in this meeting which could be good or bad. Finally it's that appointed day I get up early prepare my morning meal rest for half an hour go after taking a shower to do my enema leave home around 1 hour after bathing and then D. Caxias meet with Gumercindo (I will call him as security measure) so we can complete what started through Internet When I get to the pre-arranged place, he is already waiting for me and looking at his watch. So when I ask him: "Am I late?" He says no; we both arrived before the scheduled time. And then I say back: it's better this way because we will have more time in our favor. We got out of there and entered his car that was parked nearby and headed towards Olavo Bilac neighborhood in D. Caxias. The house that he said we could use was a little bit out of the residential area, in what I would say is an estate completely walled with walls about five meters high and very large wooden gates. Upon entering, Gumercindo tells me that we are alone in the house and I could be at ease, and asks if I would take a bath together or separately when I answer that separately. He goes to the toilet while waiting in the kitchen. It doesn't take long for him to get out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel when then I will have my shower; it takes less time for me to go from there also enveloped in an towel. When he gets into the kitchen, he gives me a glass with green drink and so I ask what kind of drink is this and he answers not knowing because it is foreign. He says it's a very tasty liquor, and that makes us more connected at the time of sex. I didn't leave one drop in my glass; he gives me a chuckle and says: "Yeah". Today promises to be quite good. Putting his arm on my shoulder, going down to my waist, leads me into the bedroom towards the bed - which is not an alcove because there were curtains around it with drapes. (You may have noticed that I'm assuming the role of a modest little whore, to make the atmosphere more sensual). He starts by giving me a little kiss and oh yeah, he begins to lick my tongue, sucking out both of mine in this tremendous exchange of saliva for about ten minutes. Then he starts licking my ear, leaving me half-blurred, backed up, starting down into my breasts from there going on to my armpits which left me more shivering and horny at 1,000 miles an hour. Comes all the way down to my belly, hugs my navel with suspicion, then unwraps the handkerchief that was wrapped around my body. After removing my towel, he reaches for my crotch and licks it all on both sides as far as the bag. He holds up my roll of paper and sucks at its base slowly climbing over his body until he gets to the glans which swallows him whole down to his throat then takes it off again with a whirring chuckle in his cock's head. He lets go of his dick and licks my body again, this time in the opposite direction. That is to say he climbs upwards towards my breasts which he sucks on and bites with his lips, then pulls at them going down into my mouth giving me a prolonged kiss. After this, he tells me that now it is you who must do the same thing or more than what he did. Then lies on his stomach upwards but still wrapped in towel. It happens that until then I didn't notice Gumercindo of hard stick, i.e., no volume underneath the towel, which left me puzzled. I start by kissing him in mouth, sucking his tongue without touching his body, go down through his neck, going down to his chest, which incidentally had no hair at all, being completely smooth; look for your little breasts. They're already bursting with excitement, so I take several bites on their little beaks and lick them for a long time before sucking it out of my mouth like I want to swallow the whole thing up until they turn red from all that suctioning. So I keep going down into his belly and start licking him off as much as possible while licking his stomach, then unwrap the tissue back over his body and notice he was hanging there too. Then I begin removing his hang when I get this big surprise: He had an apparatus in the shape of a chastity belt closed by velcro. The waist closure was on the left side, while the one that came down closed behind me right at my waist. Gumercindo didn't have a wig. What he had between his legs was an equestrian coat. It wasn't long, because it only measured 18 centimetres (six inches). But its diameter is the scary one: 6 cm below. I stopped and said to him: "It won't work". Nor lubricating the toy to facilitate penetration, considering that my pleasure hole was too small and if this roll went in I would no longer have an anal hole but a vaginal cavity and it wouldn't be crazy for me to allow such an attempt. I get up going towards the bathroom, when he also gets up and goes in my direction and hugging me from behind He asks me not to go away that I stay because he won't try anything against me. He respects my attitude considering his cock scares anyone by its diameter which is advantageous. And on this he leans over my ass and I feel his hard dick brushing at my groin. As he embraces me, it lifts me off the floor about an inch long enough for him to point his cock toward my little hole of pleasure. I don't understand his intention, when he lowers me a little and his dick goes deep into my ass. The pain is violent when the entrance of that thorax in my arse, and it only stuck the head of the stick. Try to get him out of me without success. Calling him son-of-a-bitch, perverted, your child, but no use. So I try another strategy, which is to play myself forward so that I can use my feet on his legs and thus let go (the amendment was worse than the damage). That's what he wanted because by bending me forward, he ended up sticking the rest of it into the base. The pain was even greater as in felt silly, vision became blurred, my heart shot such a way that it seemed like it would come out through my mouth and my whole body trembled then soon afterwards was taken over by a tremendous heat, as if it were catching fire. He in turn, still holding me, walks forward putting me leaning on a table and speaks into my ear: - now you little whore will feel what is roll. You'll always be my tramp from now on, my doggie, my bitch, my female. As I was talking, the kid would slowly and steadily pound that pickaxe into my ass... kissing me on the neck and clutching at my breasts, especially my pecs. It didn't take him more than five minutes to get in there enjoying himself... stuffing his cock down my butt for a little while longer... so his dick got soft enough to come out from underneath me... when he pulled it off of my arse... I pass my hand and panic, because when I look at his hand, I see that blood is pouring from the tail, so I shout to him, but he asks me for calmness because it's a passenger. He takes me into the bathroom, puts me in the booth and opens the faucet of the shower and using the diverter washes my ass with soap and throws a stone through my hole, when I feel a tremendous burning sensation. Then he says that what he had passed on me would no longer bleed, because he has passed an umbilical stones, same one used by the bartender when squeezing out customers beef steak. I finished my bath, dried myself off and went to the bedroom to get dressed while he also took a shower. My ass hurt like a motherfucker, and after this day I'm gonna have to sit on my socks for about a week-and-a-half until I can get up straight. Two things happened to me in this encounter: the first was that I got hooked by a giant who knocked me out of my chair; secondly, he ejaculated an enormous amount of poo which if collected into one 100ml glass would reach halfway through it. And third and most important is DOUBLE FOR FUCKING BUT IT WAS ENJOYFUL AND GUSTIFUL, only I don't intend on repeating such a transaction because if it happens, for sure I will be soaked for about 30 days. If you read this story and would like to make a statement, or give an opinion on the way of reporting it please feel free. Account sent by DESIRED. You like it, give your vote