a friendly hand

Paul was exhausted in my bed with that hairy ass up. Just looking at my dick would get hard. Even though I just fucked that delicious ass and filled it up. I put my hand up your ass and I feel it on my fingers. It had been a fantasy realized. I caress your ass still lubricated with my gala. He groans. - All right, bitch, you've fucked me up enough - he still complains a little sleepy I'll ride him and I'll get him. My dick slides up your ass. He groans with desire. I'm in the mood. I whisper in your ear. - You like fucking with me, do you? - Fuck my ass, bitch. - He answers between groans and sighs - Come on, come on. Show me you're enjoying feeling my dick up your ass. - You're a real son of a bitch. Stick it in my ass and I'll come out hot for you I'm starting to get into it with more strength and desire. He used to say, "Honey." - Yeah, man, eat my ass like that. You're fucked up. It makes me come. Come on, I'm coming. Fuck. It's good to eat macho ass, isn't it? - It's delicious- I answer We practically came in tune and collapsed together. He didn't bother to go home. We slept together. When I woke up, he was finishing dressing. - You owe me an ass. - That was last night, you didn't take advantage, you lost. He jumps. - Fuck you, I'll fuck you. We laughed. Next thing I know, our faces were almost glued together. I stared at him for a few seconds and approached my face and kissed him lightly on his lips, then walked away. He just keeps staring at me seriously. Get off me. - See you at the store. And go. When it was 1 o'clock he didn't show up at the store, I found Maycon in the cafeteria, I asked him: - Paul didn't show up? - Didn't you hear? - What? - He was fired. - When? - Yesterday after the closing. Really? - 'Cause it is. It seems the manager had tired of Paulo's absences whenever he was hung over. I just didn't understand why if he was fired last night, he didn't tell me anything. When I got home, I called him. He explained he didn't want to ruin the night. I asked him to come home that same day, but he refused. Got it. I think the kiss kind of scared him off. It was one thing for you to fuck up another man's ass. It was another thing to kiss on the mouth. Manhood and its limitations. The switch didn't even happen. Although I was excited about the idea of giving it to him, I was also relieved that it didn't happen. That whole situation has been hammering in my head giving me room for a few questions. Ever since I was a teenager, I've had sex with boys and girls. When he was younger, he even had a stronger feeling for a classmate, Jonas. But it didn't end very well and we ended up moving away. He didn't take it very well that I thought he was gay. In the end, he wasn't. Today he's married and has a son. We never met again, but I've always kept track of how your life was. Bill, my friend who shares the rent with me, we had also shared a few jokes years ago. And he also had the thing with my brother-in-law last year. Now with Paul and Maycon. Considering how attracted I was to them, it made me start questioning my heterosexuality. I've always considered myself a straight guy who used to hang out with guys. My girlfriend, Julia, was great at sex and we always had a lot of fun together. But now I was simply wondering about my actions. Julia and I were almost five. In the meantime, I had had sex with three guys, not to mention the masturbations shared with Bill (although it was a long time since we did that). I shouldn't fool you like this. Julia was a wonderful, intelligent girl and she didn't deserve to be betrayed like that. And I shouldn't fool myself like that either. Jonah had walked away from me because I confronted him about his tastes. Something he didn't admit to himself and that's exactly what I've been doing for years. A few days before New Year's Eve, I broke up with Julia. When she asked me why, I didn't hesitate. I think I like guys. She promised me not to tell anyone anything until I felt safe saying it myself. Julia was really wonderful. Bill's back from the country. We decided to spend the year on the beach. I told him about the breakup with Julia, but I didn't say anything about why. You're sure we've been friends since the fundamentals and we've already shared intimate moments too much, but, I don't know, I just didn't think it was a good time to talk. Saturday I got off work. Bill didn't work on the weekends, so he was home, too. It was almost 11:00 and I decided to ask him what we were going to have for lunch. He was in the bedroom. I walk in without knocking and I come across Bill jerking off. Scared makes him try to hide it. I, therefore, apologize and leave the room, but then I realize that...Bill and I had already shared intimate moments with each other. I watched him lose his virginity to a guy, it was bullshit to embarrass us. - It's been a while since we've seen each other in situations like this that seem like it never happened - he says - It's true. But dude, honestly, it's 11:00 in the morning. - And you have a time? Well, not when you're alone at home. I sit next to you in bed. He'd covered his dick with a sheet. Well, it's worth noting that Bill had an extremely big dick. As a teenager he was quite ashamed of it, but then he began to realize that it was more advantageous than shameful. Even with the sheet covering, it was possible to see the volume under the cloth. He realizes I was staring. So you and Julia really broke up? You want to talk about it? I don't think I felt the same way anymore. - I see. The scare of me coming in made your dick go soft, but it was starting to get hard again. And since the stick was really a monster, his excitement was impossible to hide. I saw the sheet start lifting. River - Then make yourself at home. It's already here. Dude, how long have we not been doing this? - I don't know, three, four years. I took my clothes off and my dick was too hard. He gets rid of the sheet and shows the big cock. It was bigger than I remembered. And thick. I felt like feeling it in my hands, but I didn't. He walked away giving me more room in bed. Your bed was single. We had to look good together, our bodies leaning back. He started smoothing his dick, so did I. - He wants me to put on some film. That's how we used to do it in school, put on a porno and masturbate. Sometimes making a friendly hand. You know what I was remembering? What? - When you ate Junior. And you were watching - True. Actually, I did more than that. - Was it? Yeah, I was playing with your ass. He puts his whole leg on top of mine. Leaving one well away from the other and leaving your ass well sampled. - You have a good memory. I slide my hand through your body. I go through your dick, I feel it in my hand, I close it, I wanker a little, then I go down to your bag. I feel your testicles, which in contradiction to your cock, were very small. Bill was a smooth, very thin guy. He had very few hairs for his body. Your bag was practically flat. I wrap my hand between your legs and feel your ass, then your ass on my fingers. He's squealing. Me too. My dick would pulsate and drool from so horny. His ass was so tight that my dry finger couldn't penetrate. I try, but in vain. It was too closed. I'll shoot and bring it to my mouth. I suck my fingers. He watches me instigated. Bite your lips with will. I take my hand back between your buttocks. I lubricate your ass and start and penetrate my finger. It's hard, I need to push a little bit. He releases a restrained cry. But I can. My finger's head was inside your ass. I masturbate with will. Him too. I bring my body closer to his. I heard your breath, he heard mine. I play with my finger up your ass. He kept biting his lips. I bring my face closer to his. I heard his groans low, his gnashing teeth, his breathing coming out of his nostrils and warming my face. I lean my lips on his. I kiss him. He answers. Swallow my lips. It's a warm kiss full of desire. The more our lips got involved in that dance, the more my finger penetrated your ass, the more we intensified our handjob. Between my lips, he lets out a shrill groan and I feel his gala bathe my belly. I'll come right away. At the end, we fell in laughter. He gives me one more kiss without hesitation. You're a good kisser. He talks and I just laugh.