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When I woke up the next morning, I was alone ..., Fabio was no longer by my side. Inside me, there was a mixture of regret, shame, doubt, and also, desire! I mentally relived the experience of the previous night and still could not understand why I had done that; how I had been able to suck the role of a man! And if Eunice knew ..., what would become of our marriage ..., what would become of me! It was at that moment that Fabio appeared at the door of the room. I looked at him and saw those bright eyes and that affectionate smile he had on his lips. For a moment I examined my friend's body closely: athletic build, muscular in the right amount, no hair covering his skin (no hair at all!), hair revolted like those young antennae with male fashion, and a manner of caring man who knew very well how to make a woman happy and satisfied. -Did you sleep well? <unk> he asked in an intimate tone <unk> Are you hungry ..., come, I have prepared a breakfast for us ..., I think you will like it. Once again, he didn't wait for my answer; he just turned his back and walked towards the kitchen. I put on a bermuda suit and went after him, still with questions hammering in my mind. When I got to the kitchen, I got another scare; Fabio had undressed! He was naked, making coffee on the small side support of the sink and acting like everything was fine. It was impossible not to look at his butt... although Fabio was a beautiful specimen of a male, his shapes were deliciously suggestive. And his butt was a separate chapter; of perfect shapes and with a contour capable of making anyone lose his mind! "What am I saying?" I thought, condemning myself for coveting my friend's ass. - Did you like what you saw? <unk> he asked, without turning to me and denouncing that he knew that I was coveting his ass <unk> I think so, by the state of his roll it seems that he liked it very much! I looked down and saw my dick pulsing like crazy! <unk>No, I can't do that!<unk>, I thought among a whirlwind of thoughts, reproaches and hesitations. -Come, hot <unk> invited Fabio <unk> Come here fuck my ass ..., after all, is what you are wanting, isn't it? Come ..., don't be difficult ... When our eyes crossed again, it was as if an energy whose control was above us, operated his will at that moment. I went to him and embraced him from behind. I kissed his neck and nibbled the lobe of his ear; Fabio sighed as he rubbed his butt on my hard cock, insinuating what he wanted. However, before I attempted penetration, Fabio put his hand back and held my cock. "Calm down! That bong needs to be lubricated", he said, at the same time as he turned to me, knelt down and began to lick my cock. Fabius licked the pike affectionately until the moment he saw fit to swallow it, sucking it voraciously; from time to time, he would spit, leaving the pike well salivated. "There, on the table", he said, pointing to the spot, as he licked my glans. "Take the jar of butter and bring it here. Without arguing, I went to the table, took the pot in my hands and returned to the sink; Fabio opened the pot and took a small amount with two fingers of his right hand; he held my roll by the base and began to oil it with the butter. When he thought it was properly lubricated, Fabio turned his back on me, stood up his ass and held his own buttocks, shaking them as hard as he could. "Take the butter and lubricate my little hole", he said, waiting for my gesture. Slightly clumsy, I took some butter and rubbed it on Fabio's anus, who lovingly guided me how to do it better. Then he shook his ass and said that it was good. At that point in the events, I knew there was no turning back ..., the luck was cast and I felt an uncontrollable desire to fuck with Fabio. So I put the rest of it aside, beliefs, superstitions, prejudices, objections, and let the universe take its course. Fabio was still holding his buttocks, and I took him by the waist, positioning the glans in the direction of the hole. The first pressure felt like something abrupt, as if my roll was rubbing against a tough wall of flesh. Fabio, realizing my hesitations and fears, took my scroll and pulled it towards his anus. "Now, push hard!" he ordered; I, almost automatically, pushed and felt as the glans tore the resistance of the fabric, breaking and occupying the space; Fabio gave a whimper and praised me. "Go, you little boy!" he said with some impatience. "Push this scroll up my ass!" he went on. I went on, burying my roll, centimeter by centimeter, in my partner's ass; with each step forward, Fabio groaned, rolled his ass and asked for more. With the help of butter, after a while, I stuck my dick into Fabio's ass all the way. He let out a louder groan and asked me to start moving. I stowed that ass, at first with some hesitation, but soon after, with the ease of a first-rate eater, and Fabio was not long in getting into the mood, throwing his pelvis backwards, synchronizing the back and forth movements. After a while, me and Fabio would fuck like crazy, moving our bodies in perfect sync and giving ourselves completely to unlimited fucking. "Take my stick, take it", he said as we fucked like crazy. I held one hand on his waist, and with the other, I searched for his scroll; when I found it, I felt its frightening hardness! It looked like a hard, stiff stone that pulsed abused and full of itself. I began to masturbate my partner, who, in turn, loved the idea, encouraging me to continue. I was fucking my friend's ass while I was punching him, but somehow, inexplicably, I was loving it all, and we were fucking for a long time, until I felt a spasm announcing that orgasm had become inevitable. I said with a hoarse voice and a hoarse breath. "Enjoy, you bastard!" he replied, as he rolled his ass even further. "Enjoy and fill my ass with your hot milk, go, enjoy, let the hard-on inside you roll!" No sooner had he finished saying this than I enjoyed, ejaculating violently into his bowels; it was an immemorial joy, lost in the mists of my empty impotence and that made me feel like a man again ..., I felt like a man, fucking another man! What a most absurd and yet delicious thing! While I was joking, I felt the jerks on my partner's roll who, soon after, also joked, ejaculating like a wild animal. When the wave of pleasure had done its damage, Fabio and I felt our legs soften, and for fear of an accident, we supported each other and tried to sit on the chairs in the kitchen table. After a while, Fabio looked at me and gave me a wide, open smile; at first, I wanted to banch the boring galoshes, but it didn't take long for me to get into the mood and return the smile with another one as intense as his. Still naked and hungry, we ate the breakfast he made for us, and as soon as we had washed the wretchedly used dishes, we went into the living room. Fabio sat down on the wide cloth sofa and I mentioned sitting in the armchair next to him. He scolded me, stating that I should sit next to him. I gave a yellow grin and defied him. We stood there quietly for a while, in silence and without eye contact, but I had a burning curiosity inside of me, and despite my best efforts, I finally vented what was bothering me. "Are you gay?" I asked embarrassed. -Of course not! <unk> answered Fabio, falling into a delicious laugh <unk> I am bisexual. - So you climb? <unk> I continued, still clumsy <unk> I mean ..., with women? "More than you can imagine!" he replied in a naughty tone. - And at work? <unk> I continued in my interrogation <unk> Everybody knows? "Not all", he replied. "Only a few... the others are suspicious, but not sure, and so they don't dare approach me. - Jussara knows! <unk> I let go, regretting it right after. - Ah, that bitch! <unk> exclaimed he <unk> Of course she knows ..., and should have warned ... I didn't answer, preferring the silence to answer for me. Fabio stared at me and couldn't hold back another laugh. -She's a cow! <unk> he told me, bluntly <unk> I've climbed with that bitch ..., she's a slut in bed ..., and didn't like it when I ate her butt with enough violence ..., just to let her know what was good in life! There was a new silence, and when Fabio looked back at me, we both fell into a nice, dirty laugh. -What about me? <unk> I asked him not knowing what to expect <unk> I'm gay ..., I'm gay ..., what am I? -You are a person! <unk> replied Fabio with a serious look <unk> Maybe you are bi like me ..., or gay ..., it doesn't matter ..., they are just labels ..., what really matters is ..., how do you feel? "I feel fine", I replied after a long pause. "Actually, I feel great, after all, I haven't climbed in ages!" -That's right! <unk> celebrated Fabio with a new radiant smile <unk> That's all that matters! And nothing else ..., just be yourself and let your instincts speak for you. We laughed a little more and then ... a new silence. -Come on, handsome! <unk> said Fabio, as he got up from the sofa <unk> Let's enjoy our holiday as it deserves to be enjoyed. We have so much to do, what to see, what to feel and what to taste ..., remember, friend ..., life is too short to just sit enjoying a depression that seems to have no end ... Fabio stood up and ordered me to do the same ..., I thought ..., I thought ..., and I concluded that he was right ..., life is too short!