I 'm not going to lie to you .

Ovid was looking at Swedish dirty magazines (very fashionable in the sixties and seventies) and thinking about how nice it would be to fuck a little girl! He was alone at home; his father had gone to work and his mother was looking for a job; he, like any good teenager, had come home from school and after eating his mother's lunch, enjoyed the magazines borrowed from a school friend.
It didn't take long for him to put his penis out of his pants and start stroking it, feeling the erection slowly emerge; soon, the bastard was erect, hard and pulsating; Ovid began a slow hand job, feeling the delight of masturbating himself watching those colorful scenes of naked women sucking their males and then being fucked by them; all with very white skin and without hair ..., Ovid sent to see the hand job, imagining that someone would help him ..., and was so absorbed in his "lonely fun" that he did not realize that he was being spied on.
"Baby, can I help you?" said a voice from the kitchen door.
Ovid took a fright and jumped from the couch, frightened and wide-eyed; he looked in the direction of the kitchen and saw that it was Yucymara, his mother's friend next door. Without ceremony, she entered and advanced to the living room.
"Sorry, Mrs. Jucimara!" he said, trying to hide the hard roll from his wife's greedy look. "Do you need anything?"
The question had its reason, for whenever Yucymara needed something, she used to call Ovid, who received a few coins for the service rendered. But at that moment, everything seemed very strange. The woman could not take her eyes off the boy's huge cock, which he tried at all costs to hide from her, since his shorts were on the ground when he jumped, frightened, from the sofa.
"I think you're the one who needs a little help", she replied in a silly tone. "Gee, I've never seen a roll this big and thick! Can I have it?"
"What's that, Mrs. Jucimara?" he asked, backing off defensively.
-Oh, stop it, you little brat! <unk> she interrupted with a silly smile <unk> I just want to take this big bang and play with it ..., look ..., take here ..., five for you to let ..., just take and play!
Ovid looked at the money bill that Yucymara was waving in the air and was stunned. "Does the bitch just want a little trick ... for five cruises?" he thought for a moment, seeing a good opportunity to earn some change.
He answered, reaching out and grabbing the note from Yucimara's hand.
Jucimara did not make a fuss, running to him and making Ovid sit on the couch; she sat down next to him and held the still hard roll with one hand; she began to punch very slowly, always with an ecstatic look at what she saw. <unk> Bitch that gave birth! What a big roll, huh? Ah, if that time ..., it would give a good seat in it! <unk>, she commented, gradually accelerating the masturbation applied to Ovid's roll, which ended up leaving the fear aside by enjoying the delicious hand of the mature woman's friend.
Jucimara showed skill in punching, speeding up the movements and stopping whenever the reel pulsed, retaining the fun ..., he did this for a long time, driving Ovid crazy who yearned for a good laugh. <unk>Ai! What a hot hand, Dona Jucimara ..., Ai! No stop, no! I want to joke!<unk>, he babbled with an anxious and panting tone.
- Calm down, boy! <unk> she said at one point <unk> That punch must be worth the nickel I gave you! I love punching young males just like you...
After some more time, Jucimara intensified the movements, and did it with great force, until finally Ovid mocked! He ejaculated like a donkey, throwing jets of shit that licked his belly, his shirt, running down his thighs. Jucimara continued for some more time, until he made sure that all the load was exhausted. And no more, no less, he got up, looked at the boy, licked his hand where there was some residue of semen. "Well, bastard! This is between us, you understand?" she said before leaving, without waiting for an answer.
Ovid stayed on the couch for a while, until he got enough breath to run to the bathroom and wash himself; he changed his shirt and put on his shorts; he went to the backyard and tried to wash the shirt that had been beaten with a stick; he didn't have much experience in washing clothes, which is why he did what he could and left it lying on the railing. He spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about how sensational that experience had been ..., he received a handshake from a friend and even won money!
He hoped that Yucimara would return at other times, but did not create expectations, since this could never happen again. Late in the afternoon, almost early in the evening, his parents arrived; Octavian, the father, was a mechanic who worked in a metallurgical company, and Odete, the mother, was a domestic, but looking for work, since the last boss gave him the accounts for tight budgets.
They dined in silence, and after smoking a cigarette, Octavian went into the living room, watching television. Ovid, as usual, had stayed in the kitchen, helping his mother wash the dishes. It was after ten o'clock in the evening, when Lindinalva, Ovid's older sister, arrived; she was working and studying and her boyfriend, a certain Julinho, accompanied her. Ovid spied through the door of the living room, watching the couple making out and exchanging kisses and caresses. He was hard again and wanted to relieve ..., but at that moment, with the house full, it was not safe.
The next morning, the same routine as always: everyone had coffee together, and each one went his own way; Ovid went to school and took a nap in the first classes; in the interval, he went to the bathroom to take off a cigarette with his friends; he took a few swallows almost in the store and returned to class. Already on the way out, he went down the hill towards his house, when he heard someone call his name.
He turned around and saw that it was Gabriel, son of Jucimara; "Gabizinho", as he was known to everyone, was a chubby effeminate who the bad-tongues said, was the joy of the neighborhood's minion; Ovídio had heard several stories about him, but he never knew whether they were true. "Hey, all right, Ovídio?" asked Gabizinho with a bastard smile stamped on his face. Ovídio answered without much attention.
"Look, I've learned something!" he said, approaching the boy.
"Knowing what?" asked Ovid, without hiding his curiosity.
"You've got a bird!" replied Gabby, putting her tongue between her lips.
The boy wanted to know, suspecting that it was Jucimara's doing.
"Ah, I heard my mother talking to a friend yesterday", said the boy, getting closer to Ovid.
"Wow, your mother's such a linguist!" said Ovid, pretending to be irritated. "She said I should keep my mouth shut, and she's the one who stuck her tongue in my teeth!"
-My mother can't hold her tongue! <unk> returned Gabizinho <unk> But, she didn't say names ..., it was I who suspected, because, I saw when she went to your house, yesterday ...
"So what?" asked Ovid, still pretending to be angry. "What's it to you?"
-It has to do..., what I have here, two cruises <unk> replied the boy <unk> Is that worth a blowjob on your dick?
Ovid could not hide his surprise at the boy's proposal; at first, he had the urge not to accept the proposal, as well as to give Gabizinho a hard time; but, after looking at the ballot in his hand, he thought that there would be no problem at all. "All right ..., but where are we going?" he asked, right after surrupiing the note from Gabizinho's hands.
"Come with me, I know a place!" replied the boy, smiling with happiness.
They turned a street and walked to the large plot behind the school that housed a junkyard. The owner was a certain Jurandir, an old man known to all for his naivety and opportunism. They entered through a side gate, improvised with a sheet of zinc and advanced inside the place. Ovid was a little afraid, but Gabizinho's delicacy, walking around the place gave him some peace.
"What do you want, punk?" Jurandir said, catching the two teenagers.
Ovid felt the blood freeze in his veins, while a shiver ran through his skin; Gabizinho approached the subject and said naturally: "Hi, Jura ..., I'm going over there, to show something to my friend here!" Jurandir stared at the two young men and after muttering something, answered:
All right, kid, but then you wait for me there, okay, and let me know when you're done.
Immediately, Gabizinho took Ovídio by the hand and ran to the back of the junkyard; they arrived in an old shed, where there were parts and pieces arranged on wooden shelves. "Go, Ovídio ..., put it out!" asked Gabizinho, showing a lot of anxiety. Ovídio pulled down his pants and underwear, leaving his dick on display, before the wide-eyed eyes of his partner, who wasted no time in kneeling down and beginning to lick the head of the roll with the tip of his tongue.
Ovid felt a new shiver, only this time, it was from excitement! He had never experienced anything like it ..., Gabizinho showed a lot of skill in sucking and licking pinto, and Ovid let himself be carried away by the situation. It didn't take long for Gabizinho to make part of the huge cock disappear inside his mouth, sucking with great appetite. Time after time, he squeezed the butts of Ovid who could not restrain himself, moaning with excitement.
"Oh, fuck, don't stop, don't!" said Ovid in a hoarse voice, holding his partner's head.
Feeling a spasm go through his body, Ovid mocked, ejaculating violently into the mouth of Gabizinho, who was not able to retain so much beating, licking himself with it. At the end, he still licked the cock, trying to clean all the semen that had run off, delighting himself with each lick.