1. Awakening at Flamenco Beach - Part 3


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Mature, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    what to do or where to go. But then I asked myself why I was so nervous. Was he a bad guy? No. Was he forcing me? I didn’t think so. Alter all that had happened that day, I felt like I could tell him to stop, and all would stop. But the real question was, did I want all to stop? Deep inside, I didn’t want it to stop. I pondered about the whole thing as I looked for the design plans and the truth was that I wanted to experience more of Alfonso’s passion. I was actually anxious to reciprocate his manly affection. I wanted his manhood. I wanted him to take me and be his. By the time I had found and retrieved the plans from the rack, I had made my decision. So quickly spread the plans on drawing table and left them there as I ran to the rest room. There, I tried to clear my bowels and ready myself as best as possible. With each passing second, I understood better what this “specs discussion” was really going to be about. I tried to chill. I took my hiking shoes off (I had left my construction boots drying up at my room when I changed clothes) to help me relax. And something in my head told me that those shoes could probably get on the way at some point anyway. When Alfonso opened the door, I was leaning on the drawing table. We found staring at each other. <”Twenty minutes? What took you so long”> I demanded in joking fashion, but with a hint of nervousness. I knew he had to make sure everybody was busy enough to give us some privacy so he probably instructed everyone in the ...
    project to conduct a specific duty that would probably take a while to complete. <”Sorry, my boy, I had to run home to pick up something”> he replied taking a squared, glass bottle out of the pockets of his saggy, dirty, worn-out, gray pants. At the same time, he rushed across the room into my arms. Then, we kissed. After a few seconds of our tongues dancing and twirling, our lips detached. He then, placed the fist-size bottle on the drawing table next to me. I took a quick glance at it and the label read Vaseline Petroleum Jelly. <”Oh my!”> Is all I could say with half a smile and a raised eyebrow in disbelieve of the rapidness with what all was unfolding. I tried to keep calm and asked: <“Is everybody busy and working? Will anybody come here and interrupt our discussion?”>. <“No one”> was all he said just before landing on me with eyes closed, grabbing me by the hips and locking his lips on mine again. I closed my eyes as well and parted my lips, allowing him to penetrate my mouth with his furious tongue. While I kept my arms around his neck, his hands were all over the place. Initially, he lowered them and firmly grabbed my butt cheeks, squeezing them with ardor. Then, he brought them up and began unbuttoning my shirt. I got the idea and reciprocated by doing the same, but he didn’t allow me. He exposed my lightly haired chest and torso which his hands were happy explore too. We made out for about another minute before he released his right hand from my hip to grab my crotch ...
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