Don't think - part 2

A while after I felt him shuddering while he shoved it inside my mouth faster and harder.
“Swallow it”, he moaned while he started to spit his cum at the back of my throat, “Swallow it all…”

Wasn’t necessary to ask for it again since that was what I wanted the most: eat all his load. I sucked and swallow as fast as I could but he took it out from my mouth and shoot the last few loads in my face. I kept my mouth opened to get a bit more and when he was done I found myself wipping my face with my fingers and then I licking his precious cum from them. He was staring at me with a tired happy smile.

“You look like a slut…”, he said before he noticed my own hardness. He pushed me back over the floor and placed himself between my spreaded legs, leaving one of them over his shoulder. I felt his expert mouth devouring my entire cock immediately and I couldn’t help but feel ashamed of my recent ineptitude. I didn’t lasted too much before I shot my own load inside his mouth, feeling as always that there was nothing better than that. 

I couldn’t imagine then how wrong I was.

Marco continued then by licking and sucking my balls, not waiting for me to recover before I was hard again. Then I started to feel his tongue going down until it reached my butt hole. I gasped and tried to look at him but his face was lost between my legs. The first thought that crossed my mind was that I wouldn't kiss him ever again after that but then I was numbly excited again and that new sensation didn’t took much to make me feel there was no way I would stand the pleasure and that I would explode in any second. I was moaning while he was invading me with his tongue and that terrible pain was some how mitigated by his hand job. I just could pant his name close to finish again when he knelt again and put the head of his cock where his tongue had been just a second ago.

Understanding what was coming I get scared. Even feeling the desire was going to kill me, the fear of his huge cock tearing its way inside of me was stronger and I moved back.

“Oh No!… Forget it!"

Marco stared at me and for a second I feared he would force me to let him fuck me, but he just shrugged and smiled at me and turned back to my cock, shoving it all inside his mouth once more while he was massaging my balls. It just took him a few seconds to make me cum inside his mouth again and he climbed up to share it with me in a deep kiss that made me shiver and forget what I had just thought about how freak it had been to watch him licking my butthole.

“I want more of yours…”, I moaned and he knelt beside my head and I rolled myself to suck him again. 

This time I didn’t choke as much as the first time and I could enjoy much more the pleasure of his huge cock filling completely my mouth. It was just glorious, intensified by his hands holding me to face fuck me hard to my throat. I had to accept I liked it, being dominated by him, feeling like a slut, specially because it was so exciting to hear him telling me things I wouldn’t had used ever.

That second time his load wasn’t as much as the first one and I was able to swallow almost everything, except for a few that ended out of my mouth and slid down my chin.

Panting, Marco laid down over the floor and I laid myself beside him absolutely limp, resting my hand over his beautiful pecs. He kissed the top of my head while he started to ran his fingers through my hair.

“I love you…”, he whispered suddenly.
I looked up at him and then started to laugh taking it for a joke.
"Yeh sure...", I said lifting my head a bit more to face him and just then I noticed he was being serious.
"I mean it...", said he staring at me in a way I will never forget, "I love you, Ariel..."
It was me now who was in complete shock.
"Marco... I... I don't know what to say..."

"You don't have to say anything", was his answer to my stupidity, "I just wanted you to know that I'm not just fooling around with you, that this is not just an exploring thing because of the age... I feel I really love you... And you don't need to say anything if you don't want to."

I smiled but couldn’t told him I loved him too. I kissed and licked a moment his nipple before I stood to get dressed, after all it was late and I had to go back to my house or I’d be in troubles with my father. Then he surprised me again.

“We could go out one of this days”, he said sitting and staring at me while I was puting on my school’s shirt, “Maybe we could go dance to a club… I’d always like the way you dance…”

"Sure..", I said before give it a second thought, "Wait... We? Going out together? You mean like just you and me?”, I started to ask as taking what he’d said for a joke, but when I looked at his face I realized he wasn’t kidding this time either. "Please, Marco, we can't just walk into a bar holding hands... You know we can't let people know about this!"

"I know! But I don't want to go to the same places we always go", said he, "We can go to a gay club, there we won't be stared at!"
"Oh No! No way!"
“Why not?”

“Because I’m not gay!”, I said instinctively though it really sounded ridiculous after what we’d just done.
“Go to a gay club doesn’t make you gay, Ariel…”, said he while lighting up a cigarette, “I just want to go out with you and… well, that's the only way I could think to do it".

“Why do you think I’d like to go out with you?”, I asked harshly wile putting on my pants.
“I don’t know… Just thought we could…”, said he shrugging, “But think about it, ok?”

At the end we did go to a gay club, not once but several times… But I’ll keep that for another time because... well, its another story.

To be continued...