I was a virgin

I was 14 years old at the time and I had a friend who was also 14 years old who was from the same school as me. I always got along very well with this friend, his name is Otávio, we went to school together, we did homework together and even on the ballads we always went, sometimes I slept at his house and other times he slept at my house and everything between us was divided like this. My sexual experience began when one day I went to Octavio's house to invite him to my cousin's birthday party. I arrived at his house and I went in as I always did, I shouted his name but he did not answer and I went to the back room, where we always used to play video games, but instead of finding Octavio I found it was his father. His Arnaldo, father of Octavio is a gentleman of about 48 years or so, strong and of serious appearance. I asked about Octavio and he said that he had gone to visit his aunt in a city not far from mine and was only going to return on Sunday afternoon. I thanked him for the information and I went out but he called me and I went to bed where he was sitting. He had one of his arms wrapped up at home and so I was at work so excuse me. He told me that he wanted to go to the bathroom to take a bath but he had no way to do it alone and needed help, his wife traveled with Octavio and he was alone. I was a bit clumsy but I agreed to help him, after all it was just a help and he is the father of my best friend. I helped him get to the bathroom and then he asked me to take off his shirt because his arm was hurting a lot. I took off his shirt and I was turning to the door and he asked me to take off the zipper of his Bermuda, I looked at him without a laugh but he said I couldn't do it and please. I took the zipper of Bermuda and went down and asked him to open all the doors and unbuttoned the Bermuda. He also pulled one of the hands with it and fell into the chaos and he stayed with me. I thought, he tried to pull his pants, but I couldn't help him, I couldn't get a shot with a sock and I couldn't get any help. Until then everything was fine, but the worst was to come, he asked me to help him wash because he could not wash himself with one arm. I said that I would never do that and he insisted that he was only asking me because he was sick and that I was like someone from the family. I resisted but he convinced me. I took off my pants and my shirt so as not to get wet and I went into the shower with him, but I was in my underwear. I passed the soap on his back and on his legs and that was all I was going to do, until he asked me to wash his foot. I do not believe anymore nor I was in that situation but as he was an old man and a sick father and still my friend I did not think that it would end badly. No. I took the soap and rubbed my hands a lot and then I took his stick and started washing. I confess that I was feeling like an idiot but at that time I had already realized that I had gone too far. I felt the man's dick pulsating on my hand, with each squeeze that gave his dick grew bigger, and look q the man's dick was not small, I wanted to let go of his dick but I felt his hand holding mine and pressing against the member already very hard. He made movements with my hand and I realized q I was no longer washing his tip but beating a fist under the rain. No matter how much I tried to take his hand he held me stronger. At that time I don't know what I was feeling, but I saw that my dick also grew under my underwear and he noticed my braid and said that it was a sign that I was liking it. At that moment he told me to get on my knees and when I got on my knees I felt his dick go into my mouth at once, I almost choked, and he started putting it in my mouth, I had never done that but I was enjoying it, even though I felt ashamed too. After sucking his dick for a long time he told me to take off my underwear and get naked. I took off my underwear and told him that I didn't want to give it to him because I was a virgin and didn't want to do that. He reassured me saying that I just wanted to do a few caresses and only. He told me to stay for four I obeyed and came and knelt back and I felt his tongue in my ass. He told me to open my ass and when his tongue began to rub my ass and that gave me a dance like I had never felt before. He licked a lot and then he was putting his finger on my ass and saying that I was still a goatee, his finger was going in slowly and then coming out, coming in and coming out and little by little he was increasing the rhythm. He said that it was to train my ass to receive his dick. I crawled all because his dick was big, about 20 centimeters. After he fingered me he said that I was quite at the point. He told me to bend down in the vase and open my legs and ass as much as I could, I obeyed but I asked him not to put that shit all because I could not stand, he promised to put it under his head and when I felt that it hurt was to let me know that he was going to stop. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about the pain, feel something cold in my ass, it was a lubricating oil that he poured on my cheeks and squeezed towards the small hole already half opened by his finger. Before putting the stick he hit it with my ass saying that he always wanted but never had the opportunity to eat me because his son was always near but now he would not miss that chance. His dick was slowly fitting into my ass and I felt when his head began to force an entrance, I was very tense and embarrassed at the same time, he pushed a little harder and my ass was making room for that dick to enter tearing my folds, I cried out in pain and he stopped a little to force the entrance but did not take his head inside. I said it was hurting a lot and he began to smooth my ass, thighs and my back, I was relaxing when I felt his hand on my ass, I told me to make force releasing the entrance, because as I was tense my tail was locking so of the qia. I paid attention to him and releasing gradually that the head of his dick was completely inside me, until he started to make slow movements and comes and I was always relaxing. The worst was the entrance of the head that came tearing but then I didn't feel any more pain, and little by little his cock disappeared in my ass. It didn't hit hard and so I was mistaken thinking that there was only a little of his member inside, but I felt his balls on my ass I got scared, I tried to look back to see what was happening, he held me tightly in the waist with one of his hands and I said that I would not heal he put the whole stick and he started laughing. I asked why he was laughing he said that the cock was already all inside. I took a fright, I didn't even believe that I could stand it all but it came in soft and when he started to hit harder I felt something safer, very hot it was like I had never felt before. It hit hard and he said that I was a little bitch and it was full of finger, while he started to fuck my cock. Then he pulled me close to him by pulling me out of the jar where I had been drawn, and without letting the stick out he sat down and ordered me to ride, now I was in charge of the situation and instead of going slowly I was faster, sitting on his stick until it disappeared and then lifting up in a come and go hallucinatory. My stick was very hard and I was beating my fist while riding, it was when I felt his breath more breathless and he pulled me hard and made me sit at once on his stick and stand there with the stick stuck in my neck. His hot milk flooded my butt, his jet was so strong that I felt the vessel overflowing and between my legs and his stick slipping in my thighs; I could not stand the goose and he also held me tightly and I kept not letting him get up and he ended up caressing me in my left thigh while he buried himself in my butt and squeezing me by my left nipple. After he pulled his dick out of my ass and told me to suck the rest of the fuck, he held my head tightly against his dick making me swallow the half-soft dick and some leftover warm milk. Then I washed myself, put on my underpants because they were wet, put on my shirt and walked out of there to my house, ashamed but feeling something I'd never felt before. That's how it was my first time. The second time was with him again, but it's for another time. If you like this story about my first experience, I'll tell you more later.