Huge and Thick / Power and Grace by Jorge Alvarez
Grossao is telling me his many sexploits. He's the famous black Brazilian stud known for his 13-inch dick of exceptional thickness. While he fucks my butt (thank God!) he's helping me rewrite his stories in English, with new, horny details. In the original Brazilian version this series had over one hundred stories! In the last episode Grossao (gro-SANH-oh) met the hunky Brazilian soap opera star Jorge Alberto and his son Jorginho. Jorge set up a date for the next day with Grossao, who's 16 but looks like a grown man, with a huge (yess, fuck me man...;-) black, yummy dick.
6 - POWER AND GRACE
The next day, when I get to the store where I work, the manager calls me to his office.
"Grossao, I'm so happy for you. Jorge Alberto called me with instructions. You're off for the day. I'm to bring you to his home. When you get there, punch these numbers in the lock. The door will open. The house will be empty. Keep quiet. Once you're inside, go up the stairs and find his bedroom. There'll be a little surprise for you. Also, you're not to return to work. He'll take you in his household. You'll make much more than you do here. I'm sad I'm losing you, but at the same time I feel so proud. After all, I'm the one who told Jorge about you, and he came to check you out. I knew you were just the guy he was looking for, to break his son in and become his lover. Aren't you going to thank me?"
"So everything that happened here yesterday was planned?"
"To the slightest detail, yes. He leaves nothing to chance. And you played your role exactly as he expected. Great!"
"Well, I'd really like to thank you, sir. But what could I possibly do to express my gratitude?"
"Mmmm, I have a little idea. Let me lock the door. Why don't you come closer? After all in the few weeks you spent here I haven't been able to check what you have there... Is it a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me?"
What could I do. The manager isn't exactly attractive: old, short, bald and a little pudgy, but I owe him having introduced me to the blond god, Jorge Alberto, and his horny son. So I let the old guy open my fly and get Grossao out. The rascal is already hard and huge. My dick, Grossao, fucks every male in sight, regardless...
The manager removes his denture and goes down on Grossao with a hearty appetite. The one thing I learned from the old priests who teach at my old boarding school, Our Lady of O, is that an experienced toothless mouth can give a big dick quite a ride.
You only have to shut your eyes or pull a pillow over the old guy's head, while you think that a pretty boy is sucking you. The manager is no exception. He gives great head. He even purs and moans in a hoarse voice, vibrating his throat, which gets Grossao really going.
Soon I'm grabbing his head and fucking his face with fierce, long strokes. His gullet gurgles around Grossao's head when I shoot him full of hot cum. It's a nice farewell to a guy who has given me a good start in life.
He drops me at Jorge Alberto's mansion, up the hills at the foot of Corcovado, the mountain that towers over Rio with a statue of Christ on top.
I punch the numbers, get in and my jaw drops. I've never been to a place like this. It's all white marble and black granite, tropical gardens, waterfalls, exotic birds and mysterious fish in elaborate ponds. Heaven.
I go into the low rise house, walking through huge empty rooms with serene, wistful art on the white walls. Stone steps that seem to float take me to the upper floor. There I glide towards the light coming through huge windows. It's the bedroom.
Gossamer curtains blow in the soft, warm breeze. I can see on the horizon the waves cresting on the Atlantic. Closer, the beach of Ipanema gleams across a blue lagoon. Rio in all its splendour is spread out below me.
There's an alcove in the back, half hidden behind red drapes. There, the light is dimmer, all shadows. My eyes get used to the dark and I finally see.
Power and grace. Father and son. Jupiter and Ganymede. The lion and the gazelle. Jorge and his boy are sleeping on a huge bed. I stand there speechless, hit by lightning. I have an epiphany.
First I see the feet. The father's, strong, powerful, built to stomp and rule. The son's, dainty, graceful, good to run and yield.
The boy's slender left foot is entwined with his dad's. The perfect image of their love. The man's foot supporting the boy's, thrusting his strong toes in between the delicate, rosy stems. Locked in love.
The father's athletic knee is lodged behind the son's cushy, soft bend in the leg. My lusty eye follows the strong line up the man's thigh. His skin is a dark gold, in contrast with the lighter tan on the boy's velvety limbs.
I get closer to see where the two beautiful bodies meet. The man's sturdy groin presses against the boy's smooth buttocks. I'm amazed at the perfectly round curves of the son's buns, white and plump, two spheres of pure alabaster pierced by the hard shaft of his father's maleness.
It's there. The thick, darker meat of the dad's penis, unmistakable, undeniable, comfortably lodged inside between the boy's white melons. I can see the still reddened lips of the boy's ring, stretched around his dad's wide dick, hugging him inside.
There's less than an inch out. Enough to show how thick is the cock that now sleeps inside the boy after a whole night of butt fucking, how well the son has taken his father, overcoming the initial pain, not allowing him to leave after all the cum was spent deep inside the son's welcoming fuck hole.
I'm the one who opened the son's virgin hole to the world of male sex. By invitation from the dad himself. I know how tight it was, how I made it yield to my massive cock, what the boy suffered to submit and enjoy being fucked, and how much he wanted to please his dad in bed.
The streaks of caked cum radiating from the boy's ass ring are witness to the wild night they had together. God knows how many times the man came inside the boy's exquisite tunnel of love.
The boy's little balls are resting on the man's big, hairy one's. The father's big left hand is wrapped around the son's little dick, lovingly. I can see the boy's cum drying on the man's skin, from where it flowed, drenching the sheets.
The boy's waist is so slender. It's pinched, above the buttocks, with two deep dimples at the base of the spine. The man's is also narrow, but stronger, sinewy, where the V of his powerful back ends above his buttocks.
The father's glutes are big, buffed up, overwhelming. The cleft is deeper than the son's, the skin firmer, the flesh harder. I've fucked many a boy's butt but this is something else, newer, better. A real man's ass.
Dad has a well built deep chest, huge round pecs. His big hard left nipple grazes the smooth skin of his boy's back. A light pearl necklace of tiny red marks encircles the dad's tit, where the son has plunged his little teeth.
The son's perfect boyish nipples are redder, showing how hard his dad has sucked on them. He has his cute head resting on the blond hunk's strong right arm, sucking on his dad's wide thumb.
The expression on the boy's face is one of utter bliss. He's living every boy's dream. He's sleeping with dad's big dick buried alive in his young ass after a night of great sex.
Dad's nose touches the young man's slender nape. The man's slumber floats on the sweet smell of his baby's blond hair. The most famous male face in Brazil glows with the majesty of his sublime beauty, now completed by the possession of his own son.
They look so much like each other, the boy a younger, unfinished version of his dad's divine male body. I enjoyed fucking the boy, but now it's to the man that I feel irresistibly attracted.
I'm drawn in by the powerful curves of the buffed up glutes, converging in a vertiginous plunge that leads my eye to the perfect jewel barely hidden in the dark recess of his buns. The delicate pink ring belies all the power of it's hunky owner. It's clearly a well fucked pussy, hungry for a big dick, trained in giving men pleasure, a de luxe entrance for a stud like me, bent on dominating this male animal and to make him my bitch.
Jorge Alvarez grossao13@hotmail.com