1. Flamenco Beach - Part 4


    Date: 2/13/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Voyeur, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    Two weeks after my idyllic affair with Alfonso took off, we were steadily meeting in secret as expected. That first weekend, his wife had to visit her s****r, who lived in the main island, so we had all that time to ourselves. We spent those couple of days fishing, cooking, drinking and having deep conversations; between, of course, very intense intimate sessions. After that weekend, depending on the situation and availability, we would meet at the project's office, my hotel room, or would drive on Alfonso’s truck to an isolated road or beach in Culebra Island. However, on the following weekend he had a f****y event, which included relatives coming from the main island staying over at his house and a BBQ feast to which I was invited. Therefore, we didn’t do much those days other than me giving him a quick blow job on our way to pick up a few bags of ice for the party at a nearby store. At times, I felt bad about Alfonso's wife, but after listening to him talking about how many years of marriage he had endured and the battalion of c***dren and grandc***dren he had raised, and how his sex life was pretty much non-existent, I couldn’t help but to feel for the man. He said that she was not a bad woman, but the passion that once existed between them years back was just not there anymore. According to him, he loved her; she was the love of his life, but the fire had gone years ago. Ultimately, on my side of things, I have to admit of being guilty of liking him so much that my ...
    selfish lust for the Alfonso carried more leverage on my conscience than any pity I could have for his wife. Every time I saw the brightness in the old man's eyes and how happy he looked at me when he was inside me, I didn't cared or thought of anything else than to enjoy the moment. I could tell how full of life he was when I was around; he looked so different and happy. The blend of sensibility and intensity he brought to our encounters was quite irresistible. So it was Friday. Early on that day, Alfonso told me about the passing of a cousin of his in Fajardo earlier that week and that he would have to leave work by noon in order to attend the wake and spend time with relatives. He promised, though, that he would be back on the last flight that night and he would be picking up very early the next morning to spend the day fishing. While it saddened me a little bit, I obviously understood. I even expressed my lament for his loss with an early bird, quickie fuck in his pick-up truck. With the excuse of going to inspect and receive some materials at the dock, we made a detour and quick stop by the hidden dirt road where I gave him our first oral service two weeks before. He threw an old tarp on the cargo section of the pick-up truck, threw me on it and mounted me missionary style while jerking me off. We had limited time to return to the project so we both came almost simultaneously in less than ten minutes. To be fair, Alfonso had proved many times that he had pretty good stamina ...
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