Easier with a Boy

By Daniel Berasaluce Freas

Published on May 9, 2021

Gay

Chapter 3 -- WANNA REACH YOUR ECSTASY.

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In fact, Leroy lived very close. His flat was certainly small but clean and tidy everywhere. No sooner we were in his living room, as if it had always been my house, I made him sit on the couch and sat next to him and started kissing him.

-You know I've come to your house with the aim to kiss you, Leroy.

-And you're more than welcome, Conrad. Ok, let us have first a kiss as long as you want. Later we can have dinner, but no hurry.

It was so unexpectedly pleasant to kiss that cute boy's lips that I really intended to be kissing him for hours, as if he were my boyfriend. I didn't know what my real intentions were. All I knew is I had discovered a new fun and didn't want to stop. And kissing greedily we were for almost a quarter of an hour, I think.

-If you feel good, Conrad, we have all night to keep on kissing, but are you not hungry? I think we should have dinner.

And we sat to dine and ate first two tasty spring rolls and when we started three delights fried rice, I remembered what he had told me on the subway about his first night dining with Patrick and I told him something more.

-Don't know if I could be going too far if I say something more, Leroy.

-Dare go as far as you want, Conrad --he told me with a new radiant smile.

-Well, Leroy, it's just that I would like to see your body again and even touch it. I'd like to see you naked --I said almost blushing.

-So good, Conrad. That's the same I wanted: to see your body; I still haven't. I wanted to suggest that we could dine naked. So why don't we remove everything now and continue our meal naked? And you can touch me if you want, but then I must also touch you.

And then, after having had a wonderful show tonight in The Sailor's Dream, I was gifted a new show now, the show of watching a hot boy taking off his clothes and at the same time enjoying to see how hard he was getting seeing me strip too to his rhythm, but I was also getting hard and I didn't care at all: getting hard is always something funny so I was not going to mind if I was hard with a boy. Indeed his body reminded me again of vintage bodies. Not only because he was tanned but also because he wasn't depilated. He's not a bear, but has the right amount of hair in his chest and curiously his scarce hair turned me on so much that once totally nude both of us and totally hard, I had to rub my hands down his scarce chest hair and the touch sent shivers down my spine. Before sitting, he turned so I could also watch his ass, that very ass that Patrick had fucked tonight and with which he'd had so much ecstasy. Timidly I started touching it and he urged me to continue as far as it was being pleasant to me. I touched it a little and then I did the same, turned and showed him my ass and encouraged him to touch it. His erotic hands on my buttocks made me for the first time think, though I told him nothing yet, that I also wanted to experience fun with my ass, and it had to be him. We sat again and now we continued eating. As a third dish, he'd chosen sweet-and-sour pork. We were all dinner touching and he was calm with me because I moved my hands all over his body and there was not a single spot that I didn't touch, just as he was doing with my body.

-I'm only sorry there's no dessert --he told me.

-There can be no better dessert than looking into your eyes, Leroy, and watch your perfect body, and touch you and kiss you. I wanna ask you: did it hurt too much the first time?

-Being fucked, you mean?

-Yes.

-Well, my first time, as I told you, was with Patrick and he has a long dick and hurt me.

-You also have a long dick, Leroy.

-You too, Conrad. Yes, it hurts but as I told you it was the pain itself that gave me so much pleasure that I was sure after that moment, I wanted to always be fucked.

-The day you were in my house, you told me that I must have guts to climb Mount Everest. Well, I must also have guts to ask you what I want now and many boys have lived it before. I wanna reach your ecstasy, Leroy, or at least half of it, or just try. I want you to fuck me, please do it.

-I see you so horny tonight that I won't say no. I just tell you that in case I fucked you, you should fuck me next and well, I can try, but of course you can ask me to stop. Ok, if you want, just sit on my dick, with your eyes looking at mine and that way I will know what you are feeling.

-Do it, Leroy.

I did sit on his dick. I'd never done it and always thought I'd never be fucked but I had just found tonight, say, a twin soul in Leroy, maybe a future fuck buddy. Sure that at least I wouldn't suck his cock, I really wanted to know this sexual act, intuit at least what it was that had made his eyes so ecstatic tonight, showing the uttermost sexual fun I'd seen in my whole life. Just the tip of his cock didn't hurt me and maybe stupidly I asked him to push his cock increasingly deeper. At once I started feeling pain and it was only half his cock that was in. He asked me whether he'd better not take it out and I told him: not yet, please, go on. Stay a while like this and maybe later I'll ask you to take it even deeper. It will be easier if you keep on kissing me all the time. So we were kissing again and started again to run our four hands down our whole bodies. It still hurt me but I couldn't leave Leroy's house tonight without having at least been opened up, in case I wanted to repeat. I told him to stick some more of his cock in and the pain was now overwhelming but just then he told me that my eyes were showing him fun.

-You've been the whole night telling me you were excited with my eyes. Now your eyes are really showing me fun, Conrad, so I'd better ask you again, for I also notice pain. Shall I go on?

-Please go on, Leroy Gyle-Thompson. If my eyes are showing fun, I'll have endurance till they turn a mirror of your very eyes. I'm not masochistic, but the pain is too much, and even so, I'm starting to sense what you told me in the subway. I've got an increasing need to repeat this sexual experience. All I wonder is whether I would not be boring you if I ask you to fuck me many more times now.

I had a hammer, a spear, his dick was surely bleeding my virgin ass, never before in my life had I felt such pain, but never before had I been surer that this pain is what I needed. I had a drill which was broadening my hole and it must be getting the shape of a public laundromat where anybody could come and wash their clothes. I only needed the bleach of his semen, I wanted my ass moistened with it but I was in no hurry. Now it was not only pain. He'd told me I would not only enjoy the painful moments but also the bliss when my ass was finally opened up and I started yelling in pleasure.

-I wanna tell you something more, Conrad.

-Tell me.

-I can see so much pleasure in your eyes and remember we had the agreement that you'd fuck me next that I wonder whether you'd like to spend the night with me in bed, and in case you agreed, you could fuck me there.

-You're giving me so much fun, Leroy, that I would also like to go to bed with you, provided --and now it was me who smiled- we can keep on kissing.

-Good.

But I couldn't answer him. In that moment I started shrieking in delirium and Leroy was aware of it and increased his kisses and seemed to have four hands in that moment touching everything of me.

-Yeah, don't stop now, Leroy.

He would tell me later that my yells were the most pleasant sounds he'd ever heard when having sex. I had gone crazy tonight with my sense of sight and that's why I was here now, being fucked by Leroy cause his eyes had entranced me. But he also told me that he was aroused at the sense of hearing, my vocal chords as musical notes, a fountain overflowing with screeches instead of water and of course with all my high sounds he could do nothing else than irrigate the dry cavities of my ass. I was not an anal virgin anymore and far from ever repenting of what I had just done, I knew for sure I needed to have a dick up my ass from time to time and I'd love to have Leroy fucking me some more times.

-Thaaaanks, oh thank you Leroy. This experience has been enough to make me sure that I will repeat it as often as I can. Don't know whether my eyes have shown what your eyes showed me hours ago.

He nodded and smiled and asked me again whether I was sure I wanted to sleep with him, and naked! I told him I was totally sure and we headed to his beautiful bedroom, larger than any room in his house and perfectly decorated. He invited me to be first to get in and I chose the left side. He came in just a minute later and of course we started passionately kissing again. Now there was passion in our kisses and rubbing our naked bodies was glory. But soon it was Leroy himself who sat on my dick, facing me and looking into my eyes. He reminded me I had promised I would fuck him and I loved doing it for the first time in this position, looking into Leroy's eyes. If no girl had shown me ecstasy so far, I wanted to see whether this hot boy could show me something of that ecstasy he'd let me see this very night.

I started fucking him the same way he'd fucked me previously, for I'd never fucked an ass so far and had I needed any instructions, he'd shown me formerly how to fuck a boy. So I started gingerly, tentatively, slowly, carefully but soon he reminded me it would not hurt him, but anyhow he wanted to feel some pain too so he urged me to fuck him hard and that's what I soon started to do at the time I kept on kissing him, never forgetting that I'd entered Leroy's house tonight with the aim to be hours kissing him. Of course my hands were not idle and I had sufficiently learnt how to run them down his perfect vintage body. And he felt sure enough to touch me too and I loved his moans, which soon became yells too and I started feeling it! Oh my God, his eyes started showing me luminosity and it was as if they were changing colour and now they were darker, almost blue and his whole face shone in a hot smile that changed as if a recumbent Greek statue was moving to become an athlete in the Greek Olympic games about to get his laurel wreath. I was learning with him how many gestures a face can show when you're having fun and I felt more triumphant than when I'd climbed Mount Everest, for this time I was also achieving something new: giving a person extreme sexual fun. Once again Leroy's eyes were ecstasy and it was being with me! He cried urging me to go on but so much pleasure I was watching in his face that I inevitably came then. He was also shrieking thaaaank you!

A couple more minutes kissing and we decided to sleep. How hot it was to sleep with nothing on next to that hot boy! I took some time to fall asleep, even though Leroy was fast asleep soon cause I was reflecting on today's events. I repented of nothing but did all that had happened mean a change of life? Would I refuse girls after now? I couldn't do that, could I? I was totally sure now that I wanted to have sex with Leroy more often and also wanted to have a dick up my ass. And as I was not shocked, I really wanted to become Leroy's fuck buddy, even sleep with him some more nights and of course also going frequently to see his shows. I even wanted to know Patrick, he was not as hot as Leroy, but maybe I could also have sex with him, at least kiss him, yeah for that it was really easier with a boy.

Finally I managed to sleep something. When we woke up, we kissed again and had breakfast naked together. I told Leroy that I really wanted to often see him and maybe he would like to come to my house too. I wanted to often kiss him, touch him, sleep with him and fuck each other many more times. He agreed and we exchanged phone numbers. Then with a final kiss, I said goodbye to that sexy boy who in a single night was changing my life.

Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: https://luces-delatierra.blogspot.com/ or in English at: https://lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com/

Next: Chapter 4


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