The Best of All

We lived in a house of our own on the hill, acquired from paper
past, as it was called then, but we were poor; mother worked
We worked in family homes as cleaners, and we didn't lack the essentials.
I was able to get my GED at UFRJ and I got into law school, which
At that time I was in the street of the Catete.
When it did, but at that time the hill was not in any way
like the slums of today.
Mom was a mulatto who aroused desire in men, but
As far as I can remember, a respected woman, despite being a mother
And I was very jealous of her.
You never told me how I was conceived.
like me, and no one would alienate or discriminate against us.
Until the greatest misfortune of my life happened.
I was a prisoner for many years.
A drunk who raped my mom one afternoon when I was about to...
I'd do it all over again; I think everyone
You can understand my reaction.
I was convicted of such a crime, even claiming honor defense.
And I spent years in the penitentiary, and can you believe it wasn't the
People don't know what it's like to live
When I was a law student, I visited a few.
But it's different to be stuck in one of them, which unfortunately
It happened to me.
I never heard from Mom again, she didn't show any sign of life,
Strangely, he disappeared into the world and I don't even know where he is, if he's alive or dead.
Perhaps, without wanting to do her any injustice, I have
I thought you'd never see me again, and therefore I'd better forget myself and the
We don't know what's going on.
in people's heads, but the recollection of so many years in
Penitentiary taught me a lot, and I never condemned it.
On the first day, already in my cell, I was approached by a prisoner
big guy, mulatto male, who explained to me the rules: there were males
and females, because sex happened between them.
Male or female?
I did not hesitate to answer:
Macho, of course, my immediate reaction!
That 's when the surprise came:
Great; today, as it's the first time, I'll be a woman: suck the
My little campaign sketch.
I hadn't served in the army, and I didn't know that slang.
naked in front of me and forced her ass into my mouth.
I protested:
I never did that.
But you'll have to learn there are no women in the army.
So, we have to face each other anyway.
I was still hesitating:
I didn't know...
Neither did I, but the sergeant taught me quickly, with
until I obeyed so I wouldn't get any more.
Stubborn little mulatto, he loved girls, but he never imagined that a
One day I'd be raped by a regimental sergeant.
I felt sorry for him .
I 'm sorry about what happened to you , sergeant .
You got it, didn't you?
This is the life of the barracks, as well as that of the prisons:
Can we unload the hard-on?
I figured out a way out that would be better than sucking his ass:
There is such a thing as a hand job, isn't there?
Let's leave the possibilities aside: here the reality is different.
That said, he brought his naked ass closer to my face:
I just took a shower.
I had no choice but to stroke his ass, thinking,
Of course, I would have eaten it that first time, since it made me
If there was to be sex between us,
In fact, he'd already eaten.
And that wouldn't be news, that's what I thought.
If I wanted to get caught, who knows if I'd get away with it?
And I'd always be the man.
Young people always think they're wiser, and then I learned
In a prison, the rules are very different.
I gave in and sucked his ass; at first with some disgust, but the
The good smell of soap pushed my thoughts away and I began to like it
My dick was hard and I figured penetrating it wouldn't be
We'd make fun of each other and it'd be over.
But I was wrong: when I was at the height of the boner, I held
his hard-ass dick to jerk off to while I fucked him.
But he rolled over and stuck his dick in my mouth.
I was not forewarned to that possibility, he
You liked me to suck your ass so much, I never imagined it.
I could never conceive of that situation, but he gave me a
ear cap:
Suck my dick!
I've never done that in my life, the slap left me more
soft, but still hesitated to do what he asked me, but his member
huge entered more strongly in my mouth, provoking me
swallows, till, with the pressure of his fingers on my head and
Your threats, I've decided to give in.
His speech left me in no doubt as to his intention:
♪ You will be my lover and no one will harm you, my boy ♪
It'll be all mine, you know?
I didn't understand any of it.
His stick in my mouth would go down my throat and
He went on:
If you don't give in, the others will want to eat you every day,
If you stay with me, you'll get your ass kicked.
No one will dare. suck that hot roll for later I
You'll like it, I promise you'll always ask me to eat
Your ass, my dick well lubricated with your kisses.
The unusual situation excited me, I can't deny it: I only imagined
Do my time in that penitentiary and go through that.
Often, but I was horny, undeniably.
After a while he laid me on my stomach on the bed and came for
On me: I was already for everything and for nothing, it was no use
It began by kissing my neck, coming down with kisses by the
my back until it reached my buttocks, which he opened willingly and
He buried his big tongue up my ass!
You can't imagine the experience until you've lived it.
Only gays can have the delightful sensation that I experienced: anyone,
If you dare, you'll admit that I'm right.
body, from top to bottom, and when his dick, lubricated with plenty of
The saliva got close to my ass, I saw I couldn't resist it anymore.
So much heat.
He was kind enough to rub his dickhead on my ass.
It reminded me of the boy I used to love.
At that moment, I swear, man,
The stick was hard as a rock and I thought I could hold that torso.
coming into me.
Little by little it happened: passed the head, as I was
Tense was a huge pain, the rest had entered slowly, because thinner,
Whoever has never been through this has never been through this.
experience can hardly imagine the sensation: there is no description
of the boner that happens, whether it's from a gay man or a man:
pure delight, the desire to drive anyone crazy.
Alternative: either we submit or we get our asses kicked.
We enjoyed ourselves intensely, as I had never enjoyed myself; I hardly
I touched my dick because he held it and moved the skin over
the foreskin, but it wasn't even necessary, because I sprained it in his hand
When he flooded my rectum with sperm.
inside me made me tighten the ring of the anus around that thorax and
I don't know.
I don't know if I ever had any inclination to like males,
It's irrelevant, because it's the only thing that's ever been revealed, and now it's revealed.
had been enraptured and no longer mattered: the act could not be
reversed
In time, that of each day we alternate, of a male being
of the other, only happened on one occasion: on my first time being
Stallion he sucked my ass and the aroused erection was so great that
He ended up forcing me to be passive.
Don't let a man do this to you, because
You 'll end up like me: loving the deep-ass sucking and the desire
I don't want anything else getting in there.
Habits are habits, and you get used to them.
Convicted, he was still a 20-year-old college student, full of
But when I got out of prison, I was 37.
I was locked up for a while, and when I got out, my partner was still locked up.
Because his crime had a greater penalty.
When I was released, I was delighted with the sunlight.
I thought freedom would be a wonderful thing, but I had already lost my
I had no family, no friends, just the house my mom lived in.
completely abandoned, because we had no relatives.
Mom 's friend had taken it upon herself to keep the house safe from the
Invaders, I learned later, there weren't that many back then.
I walked into the house and everything reminded me of Mom: the dishes still in the sink,
by washing, a pan over the quenched temper, to make the
macaroni, I remember the occasion well.
From the look of the dwelling, Mother had left Rio and returned to
His hometown, in the interior of Maranhão: I'll never know.
Do not be discouraged: in prison you understand that time passes and
At that time, we were learning some manual work.
I would like to bind books and read
And when I got out, I got the accumulated wages. It wasn't much.
I cleaned up the house.
I washed everything, I swept, I set the furniture, and in the end I didn't know what to do.
make of my life.
I changed the moldy sheets of the bed and lay down; I put the stick
out and started grooming him, missing my male in prison.
Who, by the way, didn't even see me leave because I was in solitary for ten
days for assaulting another inmate who put his hand on mine.
My partner was very jealous of our
relationship: so many years of sex between us was not something to be
to despise.
I'd shake my stick back and forth, but it wouldn't come up.
I was going to have a hand job to relieve myself of so many days without
But the bastard didn't show any sign of getting up.
I stripped off all my clothes and lay naked, stroking my ass.
Like my partner would do to turn me on, but it didn't work.
the outcome.
Desperate, my dick wouldn't come out of its rest, when someone touched
I thought I'd ignore the inconvenience, but in the face of
I couldn't, so I put on my bermuda and went to answer the door.
A beautiful mulatto, muscles protruding in the arms and chest me
I was waiting.
I'm the pastor and president of the society that
He runs our hill and I've come to welcome him.
Going in?
Of course, I whispered, stubborn in front of that seductive man.
My hard-on went up a thousand fold at that sight.
His cellmate was also a mulatto like him, but this one was much prettier.
And I was free.
He came in and sat down on the only couch in the room, and I...
side, with my hard-on coming out of every pore.
Half-heartedly, I told him there was nothing in the house for
offer, but he didn't bother:
I imagined, and brought a bottle of white wine: do you drink?
I'd spent years without tasting anything, and that would be a blessing from God.
Not that I drank that much before I went to prison, but every once in a while,
I liked the hustle.
I don't have any ice at home.
Never mind, I brought some with me and a bottle of Coke.
Glue, which we can mix and make what's called samba-in-Berlin,
And I don't even know why they call it that, but we're in for a good,
the same way.
I was amazed at his attitude: shepherd and brought a pack
for us?
I don't know what you're talking about.
We are human, aren't we?
I have no religion but I'm surprised at your attitude.
♪ Once in a while our humanity manifests ♪
We are sinners just like everyone else.
What do you mean?
You will soon understand, Jesus is among us.
I'd rather the devil, who I didn't believe in either,
to preside over our meeting, but anyway...
When the drinks were served, we drank more than we should have because
I couldn't resist and I lay down on his legs, unbuttoned his trousers and
I pulled his pants down completely.
to feel the warmth of your thighs on my head.
I took the hot stick and sucked it willingly, leaving the shepherd
Crazy, stroking my bundle with his hand under my bermuda.
When your hand went into my reins and stuck your finger in it,
Deep down, it laughed profusely into my mouth and swallowed it all.
Finally, my dick was giving off signals.
That's exactly what I liked, and that's what I wanted to do.
For the rest of my life, that would be the relationship that I would live with to the end.
At the end of that session, I was not satisfied.
I stripped him of what was left of him, and without my bermuda,
He hugged me from behind, squeezed
My body with a hard-on, moving my ass in that pussy I had.
in my mouth, crazy to bury it in me.
Sensational cock hardened and I felt it could penetrate me
But suddenly he got up from the couch, ran to
the bed, and lay naked, upside down.
Her buttocks were beautiful and well-shaped, better than mine.
any woman I'd ever met, and there weren't that many.
I'm next to her in bed, stroking her beautiful ass.
♪ I want you to fuck me hot... he said
My surprise was enormous, because the same desire came to me,
But in the end, I'd accomplish what I couldn't in prison.
I bit him on the back of the head with a boner, and he shivered with my thrushes.
I came down kissing his back and he was vibrating with a hard-on.
They were up when I got in the middle of them and I put my
language among them, as he had learned in prison, that handsome mulatto
She opened herself entirely to my desires.
It was no problem to climb over his body and well lubricated with
my saliva, my dick get into it all the way down.
He was rolling around in my pussy, loving penetration.
And he didn't even complain when his head went through the ring.
He put his hands back, grabbed my ass and said,
It forced her against her body in a sensational way.
I couldn 't take it anymore .
I'm going to make fun of you, Pastor!
♪ Have a good time, fill my fucking ass ♪
That provocation was too much and I spat profusely, to
At the same time he was making fun of my bed sheets.
After a while, we came down the stairs, took a shower, and he was like,
I never saw him on the hill again, but I'd love to meet him again.