1. Flamenco Beach - Part 4


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

    off the bed to get the door. I was only wearing my old boxers, but it didn’t matter since the bar tender had seen me many times like that. However, when I opened the door, who I saw was really unexpected. It was Canelo. “Canelo! What are you doing here?” I said with obvious surprise. Although the lighting behind him made him look a little bit darker, I instantly recognized him. He was wearing a t-shirt, beach trunks, a pouch strapped around his hips and sandals. He was also holding two beers. He handed me one of the Heinekens and said “Hi, I was on the beach celebrating that I’m leaving tomorrow… and I finally got the courage come by to see you. I knew you were staying here so I took the liberty of asking the janitor, who is my cousin, where were you. So I’m here”. I admit that Canelo had a very nice and charming smile, but I felt even more annoyed; not just for his audacity to tell me how he was stalking me, but mostly for the fact that I was actually happy to see him. Nonetheless, I was confused as to why he was there handing me that beer and not to one of his girlfriends at the town. “OK…” I was speechless. I finally managed to begin asking him “Well, right now I’m…” But as I was talking, I noticed that the bulge in front of him that I thought was his pocket pouch on his waist, under his t-shirt, was actually a hard-on. “Ooooooooh” I said in real shock. With a smiling, but dubious look, I said “Hmmm… something tells me that you came here to tell me what you, for some ...
    reason, didn’t dare to tell me earlier at the office. Is that it?” Canelo smiled, blushed and looked down, not daring looking into my eyes. “Canelo, listen… I” I commenced saying when I was interrupted again, but this time it was abruptly. In a split second, Canelo charged on me and kissed me. I was paralyzed as he held me with one of his strong hands while maintaining his beer well balanced in the other, and penetrating my lips with his eager tongue. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what was going on. I resisted and pushed him back. “Wha! …what are you doing!” I said alarmed. “I want you” is all that he said before pulling me back to him, again forcing his kiss onto my lips. I was confused. It was all happening so fast. I was trying to keep my balance and avoid dropping the beer bottle I was handling while resisting Canelo’s advance. I was positioning my leg to knee him on the balls when he suddenly released his embrace and reached my crotch, which was only barely covered by my worn out boxers. My body’s reaction to his bravado was surprising as I felt my dick quickly grow on his hand. We paused to look at each other to reassure what had just happened. He smiled and gently caressed my excited penis and throbbing balls through the fabric of my boxers. Whatever I was about to do or say, I totally forgot about it. He released my hardening dick, and again he threw his arm around my body to re-establish his embrace, but this time, he grabbed my butt cheek with his hand, ...
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