Dr. Couto - part two (final)

Continued On Saturday I got up around midday, had lunch and went to watch TV. As I had nothing to cheer me up, I decided to go out for a little walk and see if I could get the scene of the previous day out of my head, I took a few laps around the center of the small town and ended up in the bar that I always frequent to have a soda and relieve the slight hangover of Friday. As I crossed the square to leave, I noticed a car that looked like Dr. Couto's standing in front of the cash register, so that you wouldn't risk colliding with him, I turned around and changed my direction, I would take a longer route to get home. On this walk, a few meters in front of me and very close to my house, I could see his car coming towards me. He could only see me, but he kept looking at the side. At that moment I thought that millions of things should die, subject to the end of anger, but I never told anyone anything about it, until the second week passed. In the course of the week, Dr. Couto returns to his office to attend to his affairs, as usual he greets everyone and acts as if nothing had happened. At the end of the working day, we closed the establishment and I went towards my house. In the middle of the way, Dr. Couto drives by my side very slowly and further on, as I approached, I could not help but talk informally with him. Sensual ink: How to write creative erotic stories - Hey, Dr. Couto, how are you? - Yes, Paul, could you come in and talk to me? If it is, I can't do anything to help you out here on the street. - You don't have to worry, son. I just wanted to thank you and talk to you. I got in his car and the fear was with me, he asked if I could go to his apartment because he would rather stay at home, and then he would bring me back. Arriving there, we climbed the small flight of stairs and entered the apartment. He then began to talk while preparing a shot of whiskey. Paul, I really want to thank you for taking care of me and helping me that night, and as you know, my only companion these past few days has been this bottle here. You said that pointing to the whiskey bottle. - My situation is not good at all, I'm being threatened by creditors, I'm losing my real estate, my money is running out, my wife is gone, and I'm living every day waiting for the worst to happen. Dr. Couto went into a crying fit in the middle of the room, and I didn't know what to do, I really didn't know what to say, I'm not very good at giving advice to others, and at that point, a hard-on was something that didn't come up. Seeing that giant in tears, my reaction was to pull him by the hands and make him sit on the same couch on which I had left him sleeping that morning. The tears did not stop falling and the crown even sobbed from such anguish, so I took the cup from his hands and put it on the center table and said to him like this: - Dr. Couto, from now on we're friends, and I think right now I'm the only person you have around. I gave him a hug. I confess that my intention was only to give him a little comfort, but while we were hugging and he was crying on my shoulder, that macho smell came up my nose, and a shiver went up my spine, and I squeezed that fat man as hard as I could, and he retaliated, lightly smelling his neck and passing his hand on his back, just like friends do when they hug. - You can cry, the strongest of men also cry, vent to me face, do not be ashamed. Dr. Couto squeezed me more and more, and I felt that during that embrace a feeling of affection was born. He stopped for a moment and looked deeply into my eyes, his look was that of a man suffering and bitter, his round face and beard unmade denounced the carelessness of those who no longer have dreams and hopes in life. He then, with his strong and thick hands held on my shoulders, his countenance had changed because he realized that he had in front of him a person in whom he could trust, then he said with eyes covered with tears. - Paul, the image of a tough man that everyone knows of this old man here is only appearances. I am human like anyone else, I lack affection, attention, someone who cares about me. That day I was too drunk, but I remember everything that happened, everything. I wanted to thank you for what you did for me, because I did not deserve to be helped. During the past days I reflected on what happened, and I understood well what you wanted to do and did not do, I could see that you have hidden feelings and that can never be discovered by anyone. I was in a deplorable situation, and I saw that you committed to help me and did not take advantage of the situation. I just listened, anything I said would further denounce my desire to have that man to myself, but I couldn't just listen, I had to defend myself as well, and he kept talking. - I am the man Paul. - And I'm also Dr. Couto, what are you trying to say? - I know boy, I know you are, if you weren't man enough you would have left me to my fate that night. - Look, Dr. Couto, I don't understand what you mean, but now that you're feeling better, I think I should go and leave you to it. - I know what you want, kid. At that moment the excitement was at its peak, I was scratching myself with such a hard-on. Dr. Couto held my face and with one hand caressed me, I could never imagine that situation. - I know what you wanted to do and you didn't, boy. Dr. Couto, I'm also a handsome man, but I'm a different man if that's what you want to know, I'm a man who likes men just like you. - That's what I want to hear, boy. That night I really just wanted to help you, but I couldn't help myself when I saw you lying on this couch and not being able to do anything I wanted to do. Dr. Couto came up to me and gave me another hug, and he kept crying and talking and whispering in my ear like this. - I need that affection, Paul. Don't deny me that. - That's all I want to give you. He grabbed me by the back of the head and gave me a stamp, that man had already revealed himself to me, I was with the knife and the cheese in my hand. I grabbed him and we had an intense kiss, we rubbed like crazy, he acted like a teenager and his first kiss, his thick beard scratched my face, but that's what I wanted to feel, that macho man squeezed me in every way possible. He smoothed my face, and went down his hand until he touched mine and took it towards his cockpit. I grabbed his bag and smoothed his mast over his pants. We stood up and he pulled me against his body, I felt that the mast of that crown was beginning to show signs of erection. I turned my back on him more and more and he grabbed me, he passed over my hand and squeezed my waist, I was pleased with me and another girl in my hands. He pulled his hands over my shirt and kissed me hard, he pulled his hand down my neck and took me towards his cockpit. I felt his hands, I grabbed his cockpit, and he pulled his mast over his pants. I stood up and he pulled me out of the cockpit with his big, heavy cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail - Doctor, I'm not interested in anything you have, but I'm in love with you, you have a body and beauty that attracts me, that's enough for me. He took me to the bathroom and we started to take a bath together. His dick was thick and a little bit wide up, I washed his cock and he my ass, I pushed my butt as far as I could to him and the bastard rubbed all my ass. He stuck one finger and was forcing me, then the second one was forcing me and I was already getting into a desperate position by feeling my pressure breaking with those thick fingers forcing my ass, when I relaxed, that crown sounded caressing my two fingers on my tail, I was sitting on the wall and he just asked me to take a bath in his head, I was pushing my ass as far as I could to him and the bastard was rubbing all my ass, then he was forcing me, then I was forcing the second one and I was already getting into a desperate position by feeling my anxiety breaking with those thick fingers forcing my ass, when I relaxed, that crown sounded caressing my two fingers on my tail, I was sitting on the wall and he just asked me to sit in his head a little bit wide up, I was pushing my ass as far as I could to him and he was rubbing my ass, and then I was feeling a little bit wet, and he was forcing me with that little bit more than a little bit of my ass, and he was just biting my ass, and I was going into that hole, and I had a little bit of that hole and I was crying, and he had a little bit. - Paulo, I'm loving being with you like this my boy, I could never imagine that I would feel such pleasure. - Dr. Ai, go ahead, stick the head of your dick in the door of my ass, that, hummm, now push it all. ohhhhh, you're wonderful, you're my macho man. - What am I? - You're my male doctor, and I'm your wife, so you stick that cock up my ass, go, bust your little girl, that's what I like, leave my ass loose. Dr. Couto put me against the wall, his ass all up, pushed his dick until I felt his bag hitting mine, what a wonderful feeling, that big, heavy bag hitting mine, he was pulling me by the waist towards his dick, I was all busted up, it didn't take long and he said this: - That's my boy, push that bundle for the crown. Oh I'm not holding, humm won't be able to hold it anymore. ohhh ohhh. He began to punch my ass very hard, and announced joy. That crown poured liters of shit inside me. His huge belly filled the curvature of my back, I could feel his chest resting on my shoulder blade, and every spasm of his fat body, was a gala jet on my thigh. Even after I had enjoyed it, he kept pumping his stick in my ass. That to me was a total accomplishment, I didn't need anything else. He closed the shower, we dried, he looked at me and smiled discreetly. We went to his bed, we lay on our sides, he grabbed mine in the waist, he alternated carcasses on my little bundle. Dr. Couto told me this: - Son, now it's your turn, have fun for me. He'd put his hand on my groin and start jerking me off, my dick was all hard and that fat guy was punching me, and I'd turn to him, and we'd kiss and he'd caress my dick. - Jokes for me Paul, show that you have a hard-on, jokes go. The more he asked, the more my pleasure increased, I looked at that male and caressed his huge chest covered with hair, his strong arms made the movement of going back and forth on my dick and I could not stand so much pleasure, at that time I had a real orgasm, I enjoyed dipping in it, the cock slipped between his fingers until it reached his bag, that male was too dirty, when he had nothing left to get out, he brought his hand to my mouth and stuck his fingers making me clean all the shit that was there, we both licked the bed allies, exhausted of pleasure, a full night of love, it was not long but pleasant enough to tie a strong bond of friendship and kindness. Before I got up to wash myself again, that male moved like a hungry urchin, sharing the kiss that was on my lips. He's taken me home and I'm looking forward to another meeting with Dr. Couto.