Stories of a married man. Gonzalo Narvreón

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СКАЧАТЬ crossed some conversations with a couple of guys from Buenos Aires who were also working there and, like us, were enjoying the pool. As night fell, we got out of the water and went into the room…

      Diego said:

      “You take a shower first, but let me take off my shorts, so I don’t get everything wet.”

      He was left naked, put on a white robe, and threw himself on his back on the bed. That image turned me on, seeing his legs and hairy chest, relaxed, knowing that he hadn’t fucked for who knows how long… He rested his head on the pillow, closed his eyes, relaxed, and with the sound of the television in the background, he quickly fell asleep.

      I went to the bathroom, got into the shower, and gave myself an awesome milkshake because I knew that, if I wouldn’t, I would be with a hard cock all night long…

      I got out of the bathroom, sat up on the bed, and saw that Diego was still fast asleep. I had the urge to touch him with my hand, to intertwine my fingers with his hair, but I knew I couldn’t have a risk like this because we were co-workers and if he refused, it would create a very uncomfortable and complicated situation for both of us.

      I rested on my bed for a while until I was startled by the phone, causing Diego to wake up. It was a call from the front desk, asking me if my partner would be sleeping in my room, as the rate was changing. The hotel staff was always aware of the flight situation. I responded, yes, we would share the room.

      Diego, stretching out and still with his eyes closed, said:

      “I fell into a deep sleep and even dreamt.”

      “I realized that…” and provoking him, I added:

      “Tell me about your dream, which must have been very hot because you even had an erection.”

      Undaunted and lying down as he was, he opened his robe, looked at his dead cock, and asked:

      “Really? It’s dead.”

      “No, you idiot, I’m joking you…” I said.

      That kind of game was fun for me. Although Diego didn’t show any hint at all about his sexuality, it was clear that he was an uninhibited guy, unshamed, and fundamentally, he had given me the valuable information that it passed a long time since he had fucked.

      He got up and went to take a shower. With the excuse of brushing my teeth, I went into the bathroom, with the explicit intention of seeing him naked while he was soaping up under the shower and making sure that he wouldn’t spank the monkey to mitigate his accumulated horny, a product of his quarantine.

      Without paying attention to my presence, Diego passed the soap through his chest, his pubic hair, balls, through his buttocks; zero prejudice the man.

      I left the bath hot like boiled water and left him alone; I went to the closet and left on his bed boxers, pants, socks, and a sweater. Diego appeared in the room with a white bath towel tied around his waist; few images hotter than a hairy male in that situation.

      “I left you some clothes there,” I said, asking if they were OK.

      “Perfect, thank you, next week you’ll have come back clean,” he said.

      “No problem,” I replied, thinking, “Leave the boxer unwashed so I can keep it as a souvenir…”

      We got dressed and went to the snack bar to eat something; we didn’t feel like leaving the hotel. We ordered some beers and had a relaxed dinner. The idea of having too much to drink came to me as if to leave Diego half weak due to the effects of alcohol, but I thought, “Men don’t do those things…”

      We went back to the bedroom, each one went to the bathroom, and threw each other into bed. Diego got undressed, stayed in his boxers, and didn’t cover up; I did the same. We turned on the TV, and started watching a Z-class movie. In one scene, the protagonist entered a Pole Dance Bar where easy women were dancing on the pole, and Diego began to comment on the tits of a blonde one. I noticed that his cock was getting bigger.

      The same thing began to happen to me as it did to Diego, but not only because of the blonde but because of what was available near to me and without the possibility of moving forward, for fear of turning out badly.

      I started to play along and said:

      “Wow, this bitch must fuck like;crazy… Just imagine her dancing in front of you, showing her tits while making you a blowjob!; or fucking her together, making her a double penetration, or one dick in her mouth and other in her pussy?” I said.

      Diego looked at me and said:

      “Man… don’t be a jerk… I’m on fire, and you come to me with these comments… I have my balls that explode… I didn’t imagine you were such a piggy…”

      “And, you have no idea how kinky I can be,” I answered.

      “We’d better turn everything off, I won’t be able to sleep, and I need it…” added Diego, and we did.

      I couldn’t fall asleep. Despite the solitaire I had played in the shower, I had my dick erect against the mattress.

      With the light off and the blackout closed, I couldn’t see anything, but just the fact that I had this hairy big dick man lying three feet away from my bed, kept turning on my sexual thoughts.

      I noticed that Diego was going around and around until, at one point, he just stood there.

      Suddenly, I thought I heard a kind of moaning, so I turned on the light. There Diego was, lying on his back, with his boxers under his waist, playing with his dick.

      Without leaving his cock, he looked at me and said:

      “The truth is that I couldn’t take it anymore; either I jerk off, or I don’t sleep…”

      I sat on my bed and looked at him. The first thing that came out of my mouth without thinking much was:

      “Wow, man, you have a big dick.”

      “The truth is that it was the comment of every girl I slept with,” and he added, “Yours is not far behind, man.” while he was looking at my crotch.

      I hadn’t even noticed, but my dick looked like a mast and was sticking out of my boxers…

      “Jerk off, too, because you’re not going to be able to sleep,” said Diego and added, “Do you like to be sucked?”

      He surprised me with the question since it was not clear to me if he was proposing to suck my dick, or if he had thrown it away as a comment between males. I told him that I enjoyed it very much and asked him:

      “Do you like it?”

      “Who doesn’t like it?” replied Diego.

      “Of course,” I thought; “Diego’s question was foolish, and mine was also…”

      “Of course I do, I love it, but my wife never liked me to come in her mouth, and doing that gets me pretty lustful; I enjoyed it very much as a bachelor, but at this point, I even forgot what it feels like,” he added.

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