Pussyholes and pussies - the undecided pussy .

I'm a guy driven by coffee and cigarettes, which is why when I wake up in the morning I have to swallow a delicious steaming cup of coffee then take a good smoke, first one for the day. I am also a man with habits and routines, that's why after coffee and smoking my next step is browsing the internet for news or interesting facts especially those related to sex or vandalism! And it was on an ordinary day like everyone else that I came across something intriguing.
Browsing through a classified website in its "dating" tab, I came across an ad that looked more like a request for help. The author who called himself "loner", introduced himself and then described something very similar to a personal confession where he laid bare his sexual indecision; He said he liked both men and women but unfortunately had not yet been found anywhere. Let me spare the readers of the rosary from complaining about this subject and summarize that the description resembled more a little whore who didn't know whether she was getting it or eating!
I was very curious to meet this guy and since he had left contact both by e-mail and whatsapp, I opted for the second one adding him to my list of contacts and then sending him a uncommitted <unk>oi<unk>. I assumed that I would not get an immediate response but it didn't happen because soon he was typing with me. We talked a little bit and I tried some ways to seduce him for a first date but he showed too much restraint and I did not insist anymore hoping to keep the contact open.
We then moved on to the stage of exchanging laconic messages or little content; he always sent me a good morning image and then we talked about various subjects; I resisted the urge to propose an appointment fearing that he would end up running away and stopping talking with me and let the relationship flow naturally. One day I showed him a picture of one of my several tattoos telling how much I was fond of the subject ..., and it was at this moment that he freaked out! <unk>I know you!
I took the opportunity to resume our meeting by saying that knowing me made it easier; unfortunately, he didn't think so and stopped responding. His reaction was very frustrating for me as well as my own attitude, concluding that I had missed a good chance of getting closer to him. In the end, I gave up like a lost battle and forgot about the matter ..., until one day ...
I was in the supermarket near my house doing some necessary shopping when I noticed that someone was watching me; I looked down at the end of the corridor where I stood and saw a boy staring at me with an elusive look. As soon as I looked at him, he turned his gaze away by turning his face to another direction. I had no doubt that he was looking at me and my intuition said it was this "loner". In order not to scare him off from time to time I followed him from afar always observing that he avoided glancing at me although realizing that I was following him.
I said at the moment when we were very close to a chocolate gondola, "I noticed that you are looking at me ... is it because of my tattoos?
"Sir, do you know me?" he asked in a timid and stuttering tone.
-If your nickname is "loner" ... I think so! <unk>I answered without hesitation looking at his face.
After a few minutes of sheer indecision he turned his face towards me and nodded. "Yes, it's me! We chatted on whatsapp for a bit!" he replied by rehearsing an hesitant smile. I made sure he didn't notice how excited I was about the discovery, and as we stared at each other I began to examine him more closely; he must have been a little over seventeen or eighteen years old, all fat with a protruding belly and hump; his good-natured air was eclipsed by enormous shyness, and his large bright eyes did not hide someone who had great curiosity for things in the world.
I found out that his name was Felipe and after a few more minutes of prose, I invited him to have coffee in the small snack bar installed inside the supermarket. At first he refused by moving away from me and adopting a defensive posture, but I did not give up, approaching even closer and trying to show an air paternal confidence and credibility. Admittedly it was laborious, but at the end it worked and Felipe agreed for us to go down to the restaurant where we ordered both coffees and croissants.
Even with a full mouth, Felipe began to release more of his emotional ties by answering my questions with some lightness in the voice; said that he did not know father and mother left him with maternal grandmother who raised him and lives with him until today; Felipe was studying Information Technology at a renowned school and had gotten a paid internship in an industry company.
I explained to him that sexuality is a complicated thing and you need to take a stand in order to feel happy without the necessity of revealing it publicly ..., at least initially. "Phew! So, you seem pretty settled with this, don't you?" he asked showing his trust for me.
- Not so much, Felipe <unk> I replied in a friendly tone <unk> Look I'm married and my wife has no idea that I am bisexual ..., and I do not intend to tell her ... after all, what the eyes don't see the heart does not feel, right?
"So, you mean that you're a coward?" he shot without ceremony, displaying an expression of curiosity and also anxiety.
- Let's say that I am well resolved <unk> answered without losing my temper and still trying to make him trust me <unk> I can very well meet all of my needs, whether with a partner of the same sex or opposite sex.
I noticed that Felipe seemed more free to talk and we continued our conversation which lasted longer than expected. I paid the bill, and as we were heading for exit we noticed a heavy rain falling on the city without warning. As he was driving I offered him an uncommitted ride assuring it would be just an act of friendship. The boy resumed a defensive attitude that only lasted a few seconds until he looked at the torrential rains sweeping over the town and accepted my invitation.
I found out that he lived very close to my house and parked the car a few blocks before his home, even because I knew his grandmother (that's another story!); we talked some more and when he mentioned getting out of the car I decided I needed to do something risky; I held his arm tightly and pulled it towards me until my lips met hers; Felipe tried hard to resist but this was such an insipid effort as only served to make me hornier.
And the kiss that followed was as intense and torrenting as the rain which resumed its initial fury; we stayed kissing for a while with Philip taking the lead in sucking my tongue like avidity, and when I lowered my hand down to his groin I felt a stiff pulsating limb. We lost our wits maintaining a warm and insinuating gaze. Immediately I set off in the car and went on to another destination leaving my partner somewhat stunned.
"Where are we going?" he asked in an alarmed tone.
To my house, I replied emphatically.
"But isn't it dangerous?" he asked again, looking tense and worried.
-At the moment, no ..., trust me! <unk> I replied firmly <unk> You will not regret it!
Within a few minutes I was closing the garage door allowing us to be alone in my house; I got out of the car and asked him to do the same; from that moment on, Felipe turned like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon (pardon me for being understated!); he came up to me and grabbed me wanting more kisses we stood there for some time between provocative kisses and caresses until I fainted away from him far enough to get naked.
Felipe's eyes seemed to catch fire, and I was sure that he was ready for some fun. Seeing him naked made me ecstatic because the boy looked very handsome and sensual to my delight; he had protruding breasts, a firm belly, a thick middle-sized boob and an attractive buttocks which were very juicy. We hugged again with more kisses and caresses; I grabbed his scrotum and started masturbating it in return.
I sat down on the leather couch in the garage, spread my legs and asked him to suck my roll. "Tell me if I'm doing it right please!" he said as he licked his glans descending towards my bag.
We move on to the next stage where we get into position for a must-have half nine, with Felipe moaning and gasping enjoying my mouth sucking his thick roll. After some time I switched between blowjobs in the roll with licks on its ass making the boy go crazy from erection left the area well lapped of saliva before fingering the little hole at the sound of more groans and sighs of my partner.
I made him lie down on the couch and threw a handful of gel, licking even more the area between his buttocks that I took advantage to steal and give small bites; Felipe was out of control waving his rattle and asking for more fingers in his ass; I attended his request and without warning switched my fingers with my roll brushing the region before striking hard, making the glans bloom from the prehensile arses, invading it mercilessly.
That's good! <unk> said Felipe with a little scream, but he didn't back down or even give up.
-I know it's good, my fat little whore! <unk> I exclaimed in a cowardly tone keeping the glans tucked up on his ass <unk> You are enjoying yourself right? Do you want me to put more? Let us ..., tell me your slutty bitch?
-Hmm, s-yes ..., that I want..., put! <unk> he replied with a hoarse tone <unk> Put and call me your little whore!
- Then take whore! Take roll in the ass that you deserve! <unk> I answered advancing with my intruder into Philip's bowels who moaned, shouted and asked me not to stop putting.
As soon as I had buried my dick in the boy's ass, I began a sequence of movements back and forth always with an initially slow but gradually accelerating rhythm while filling his butt with sound claps that left marks on my hand firm skin listening to Philip release hysterical screams.
We stayed like this for a long time until I decided to change position by taking the roll out of Felipe's ass and making him become "roast chicken", putting it back in, beating mercilessly while punching his hard roller. The boy was ending up screaming and moaning begging me not to stop both with stomping as well as masturbation on its rigid member.
We ended up climaxing at the same time amid maddened screams, moans and almost breathless sighs; it was delicious to feel my partner's rectum being flooded with punches whose expression of ecstasy was pure proof that he had realized himself through me! I waited for my dick to collapse slipping out from underneath my partner who pulled me towards him so we could exchange more kisses and caresses. Sweaty and exhausted we remained clutching onto each other over his head until we could have enough energy to part ways.
We wiped off two bottles of mineral water and then hugged each other, exchanging more kisses and caresses. It didn't take long for Felipe to come up with new ideas for that encounter. "You want in too! ..., do you see?" he asked whispering into my ear in an affectionate yet somewhat hesitant tone.
I got up on the couch with my legs wide open asking him to lick my hole; Felipe didn't waste any time and that went into absolute ecstasy feeling his tongue licking and slamming my ass; shortly afterwards felt the glans brushing and was still preparing myself when the bastard put his roll inside me with a blunt blow which hurled almost the entire roll inside of me. And Felipe has shown himself to be a devoted and very affectionate lover, stroking my fleshy buttocks and petting my genitals until I'm off the wagon.
We fucked for a long time given the full vigor of Felipe's plenitude and once again we reached orgasm, together enjoying an unmissable fun and beyond delicious. We stayed some more exchanging kisses and caresses until I suggested a bath that did not take long to drain into further caresses entitled to mutual boobs and abused fingers. "I hope you liked me because I like you very much!" he confessed with kind tone and enthusiastically.
-I loved everything we enjoyed, my beautiful <unk> I replied holding her chin with a warm smile <unk> And whenever you want me to be here ..., all for you!
"I will", he replied emphatically and excitedly. Whenever I can get away, I'll look for you... my cute tattoo!
We closed that first date with more kisses before we said good-bye!