An Adder in Pofadder

By Harry Broom

Published on Oct 22, 2024

Gay

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An Adder in Pofadder 4

I could not get Marius out of my head, I had been back for two weeks already and spoke to him regularly.  As I lay in the darkness, my thoughts drifted to him. The city outside my window was alive with sound, but my heart was quiet, consumed by the ache of his absence.

I remembered the soft curve of his neck, the way his hair fell like silk over his ears. Every moment we'd shared flashed through my mind like a movie - laughter, whispers, and stolen glances. My fingers instinctively reached for the space beside me, hoping to find his warmth. But it was empty, a hollowed space that only his presence could fill.

I rose from bed and wandered to the window, gazing out at the star-studded sky. The world stretched out before me, vast and unknown, yet my heart remained anchored to him as I wondered what he was doing. Time lost meaning as I stood there, suspended between memories and longing. The city lights twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse, and for a moment I felt small, lost in the sea of darkness without him.

I remembered our first conversation in Pofadder. He told me he was given the nickname "Adder" at university not because he came from Pofadder, but because of an incident in the locker rooms after a rugby practice. He had chubbed up, maybe because there were so many naked men, and probably because of the odours and heat of the moment. One guy said it was the biggest dick he had seen and the next thing they were all calling him "Adder." I laughed, as I told him that they called me "Whopper Willy" at school because of the size of my dick and that my older brothers made me show their friends the size of my dick. That got a laugh out of Marius.

Suddenly, a breeze whispered through the window, carrying the faintest whisper of his name. My heart skipped a beat. It was as if the universe itself was conspiring to bring us closer. At that moment, distance became irrelevant. The miles between us dissolved, and I felt his presence wrap around me like a warm embrace. The next morning my ringing phone woke me. It was Marius, who wanted to know what I thought about him moving to Joburg. My heart leaped and I responded:

"That would be fantastic Marius. You could move in with me, and we can continue to explore our bodies and find a way to live together. When do you think you would be able to come?"

Marius told me that he had resigned from the hotel and could be in Johannesburg in two weeks. I was so excited and couldn't wait to see him again. I was completely distracted that day. At lunchtime, I went out and a purchased king-sized bed and new towels. That evening, I scrubbed the shower and washed the tiles. I called a cleaning service and arranged for them to do a deep clean of my apartment.

I became William Wang the anxious. I was impatient and couldn't wait for Marius to come. The two weeks dragged on. I was thrilled to pick him up at the airport.  This tall man had two suitcases with him. We hugged and I kissed briefly. I navigated the late afternoon traffic back to the apartment. Marius had only been to Joburg once before and was awe-struck by the business. His hand was on my thigh the entire trip and I confess that I was hard as hell.

He put his bags down next to the cupboard. We lay on the bed together, holding each other. We spoke and Marius stroked my face and played with my hair. After half an hour or so Marius asked me to fuck him. We were kissing and he was on his back. His hole was tense, super tight, as he gripped my dick inside him firmly. I leaned forward, and I nuzzled and kissed his ears and neck, feeling his muscles relax against my intrusion. He was taking my long dick into his arse, welcoming it, knowing what it wanted, and letting me in. My dick was where it needed to be, and we were one at that moment. We were making love. I rested my forehead against Marius' as he went right in till my pubes tickled his arse. We kissed, enjoying the pleasure of the moment. It wasn't long before I released my load. I pulled out and immediately got Marius' dick into my mouth and he shot his load in no time.

"It's so good to see you, Marius I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, William. I can't believe we're finally together again.

"Me neither. It feels like forever."

"I've thought about you every day since we parted ways," I said.

"Same here. I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"I think I'm in love with you."

We shared a tender kiss and he said: "Forever."

We climbed into the shower, and I turned on the water. I applied the sandalwood-smelling shower gel to Marius' body. I focused on his muscular back, and he washed his chest and genitals. I soaped up my fingers and cleaned his arse. Our dicks were hard, and Marius went onto his knees and sucked me. I pulled him up, pushed him against the wall, and dry-humped him from the back. He moaned with satisfaction and shot onto the shower wall. I ejaculated, shooting cum onto his arse and it ran down his leg.

I couldn't believe that Marius and I were now living together. Feeling his body so close to mine was fantastic. For a second, doubt flashed through my mind. I hardly knew Marius. I had only spent a couple of days with him in Pofadder and hardly knew anything about him, after all, we came from two very different worlds. Marius shared a story:

"My parents let me sleep over at my cousin Jakob's place on Saturday nights. He had a TV in his room as well as an en-suite bathroom. My first sexual experience happened on a sleepover in his room when we were around eleven years old. We had just finished watching a Harry Potter movie and lying in Jakob's double bed.

The house was dead quiet once we switched off the TV. We lay there on our backs, and he took my hand, his hand was soft, and this caused an electrical impulse to flow through my body. He then asked me if I knew what masturbation was and I said no, and I then asked if he could show me. He said it was fantastic, and he stuck his hand into my pyjama pants and took hold of my dick which was hard. He told me to relax and then started to wank me. I said it felt good and it wasn't long before my body shuddered, and I came and experienced an incredible feeling.

I then tried it on him, I took hold of his cut dick and slowly did what he did to me. He groaned with pleasure and his body trembled as he came. He then leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. We moved closer and held each other. We kissed for a while and fell asleep in each other's arms. I had to get up early the next morning and go to Church with my parents.

Jakob and I became wank buddies after that. At the time my arms and legs were thinner and as smooth as young girls, the opposite of Jakob who had begun puberty maturation. Short brown stubbles of hair were visible on his calves, the hairs on his arms were beginning to change colour and his armpits were already filled with hair. The difference in our bodies was noticeable, but that would change in big ways over time.

Jakob and I wanked each other whenever we got a chance. Once we did it in the bathroom at our annual Church bazaar. Jakob led me into the stall and put a finger on my lip, he loosened his belt and dropped his pants, and out popped his gorgeous dick. I did the same. He kissed me and I smelled the ginger beer on his breath. We froze momentarily, and I stopped breathing when we heard someone enter the bathroom.

We heard the toilet in a neighbouring stall flush, and I continued to wank Jakob. His precum was on my hand and I used it to lubricate him. Jakob was moving my dick up and down and he leaned close to kiss me. Jakob's cum flew onto the toilet wall and this set me off, and my cum splattered on the floor. He pulled me close to him and kissed me again. I wiped some of the cum off his dick and tasted it for the first time. It was different from mine and tasted slightly sweeter.

I enjoyed my moments with Jakob but I still masturbated at least twice a day. The shower was my favourite place, and I also enjoyed doing it in bed at night. I became an oddity for Jakob as I grew older. I was much taller than him and my dick grew rapidly as I entered adolescence. I wasn't 8" yet, but I was pretty much there, and Jakob called me die piel wunderkind'. He would often say Ek kannie glo dat jou piel so lank is nie' (I can't believe your dick is so long) when he wanked me.

I must tell you that Jakob was mesmerised and got hold of my dick whenever he could, even when he had a girlfriend. Jakob had initiated my sexual awakening, but somehow, I don't think he realised I had a crush on him and that I was gay."

We fell asleep in each other's arms. I don't think I had ever felt as content as I did at that moment.


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