I WAS ROBBED, OR WAS I? by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on January 8, 1993 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Neil
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"I WAS ROBBED, OR WAS I?" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 3
Massimo stood up and started to whistle, and he started to unbutton his shirt.
"Hey," the boy grunted, "I said I will give you that fucked blow-job, not that we will do a romantic camp scene like old Mary! What the fuck do you have in mind to do, now?"
Ignoring him, Massimo took off his shirt and threw it towards the chair where it landed. He opened his belt's buckle and while he kicked off his shoes, lowered his fly zipper. He took off also the trousers and threw them to land on his shirt. Then it was his socks turn. Finally he slipped his fingers under the elastic band of his tight briefs and pushed them down to his knees, letting them fall to his ankles.
All the time he was undressing, the boy looked at him with a worried expression, his eyes nervously going often to his groin level. Massimo's member appeared at Sebastiano's eyes, already hard and fully erect.
"Oh, Christ, man," the boy went on, "aren't you really thinking to put in my mouth all that cock, are you? It's too damned big. I'm not a sword swallower!"
"You will be one when you have made me come..." Massimo countered with an amused smile while drawing nearer the boy, and slowly masturbating himself.
"You can get it out of your head!" the boy said morosely and turned his head to the other side, shutting tight his mouth.
"Well, then I have to start shoving it all to the root inside your so beautiful little arse." Massimo said, caressing the boy's buttocks.
The boy turned again his head towards the man and looked up in his eyes, with a scared flash in his eyes, "No, listen... alright, alright... you won, I'll give you head. Happy?" he said and in an almost comical way stretched his head towards him and opened wide his mouth. Then added, "But go gently, OK? The biggest thing I ever had in my mouth was a frankfurter..."
Massimo warned him in a menacing tone, "Try not to bite at it and you will not go out of here all in one piece, understood?"
"Of course." Sebastiano answered in a bored tone. "I think that everything is quite regular, isn't it? I start to chew this piece of meat and you slaughter me... I don't seem to be in the right situation to do a choice, to defend myself... am I wrong?"
Massimo didn't answer. He simply went on the bed on his knees, near Sebastiano's head, pushed forward his pelvis until the tip of his member brushed against the lips of the boy, who opened his mouth. Then the man pushed further forward his pelvis until his member started to slip between Sebastiano's lips. The boy closed them around that pole and started to move his tongue making its tip slip between the glans and the prepuce skin. Massimo asked himself if the boy didn't already have some experience in doing it...
The young man took with both hands the boy's head and pushed it towards his pubes, while slowly going on to push all of it inside the mouth. The boy grunted and gulped, his throat contracted and his breath came out with a puff from the nose. Massimo anyway didn't stop. Centimetre after centimetre pushed his member all in, to the boy's throat, with inexorable determination and calm.
Amongst coughing bouts and strong throat contractions, the boy tried to breathe and to adapt to manage to receive that entire cumbersome intruder.
Massimo needed exactly eleven pelvis strokes to start to unload directly in Sebastiano's throat all the load of his cream. The boy swallowed it all to the last drop, unable to oppose. When finally it was over, the man slowly pulled it out of the boy's mouth and looked at him. The little thief's eyes were glossy with tears.
"It's all right, isn't it?" the boy asked with a chocked voice. "I made you come alright and fast, didn't I? What do you think now to let me go?"
The man looked at Sebastiano as if he was raving and slowly shook his head.
"Alright, alright." Sebastiano then nodded, "So call those fucking cops. I'm serious, Christ! What do you want to do? You can't possibly keep me tied here forever, can you?"
Massimo shrugged his shoulders and smiled amusedly. He got off the bed without uttering a word and went to the night table, his member still glossy with saliva and still erect and jutting out in front of him. He opened the small drawer and took out a lubricating gel bottle and a condoms box. He unscrewed the bottle cap and spread some of the gel directly between the boy's buttocks.
рNo, not there, man, I beseech youис Sebasiano moaned letting his head fall on the pillow. рI never took anything thereи Oh Christ! Call the cops, alright? Nothing to object if you call them, you are just right, agreed? Please, don't do thatи not thereис
Massimo liked this situation, was aroused by it. He took more gel from the bottle with his fingers, found the arse hole of the boy and spread it on it, massaging it with a couple of his fingers for a good minute, before slipping them deeply and determinedly in the warm and delightfully tight hole. The boy moaned in a low voice and whined, vigorously moving his pelvis in a vain attempt to shrug those invader fingers off.
рPlease, manи I'll do anything you want. Another blow-job, two moreи Anything. But notи You will tear me apart with that ram that you got between your legs! I never took it there, I told youис
Massimo totally ignored his plea. Went again onto the bed, knelt between the spread and the visibly trembling legs of the boy, going on to rummage with two fingers inside the tight, small, hot arse hole.
рReally, it can't enter thereи I can't take itис the boy almost sobbed, weakly shaking his head sunk into the pillow.
рIt will enter alright, you'll seeис Massimo said while wearing a condom on his cock that was now harder than ever.
рNoи noи pleaseи noис
Massimo settled himself better between Sebastiano's thighs while he slowly beat his member encapsulated in the opalescent latex sheath and with the other hand fondled that wonderful little firm arse, foretasting its near conquest. The boy was now silent, knowing that all his prayers would be unheard.
Massimo bent forwardи his body adhered to the boy's back, the tip of his member soon found the warm entrance hole of the inviolate tunnelи
Down in a dive!
The little thief's sphincter, even though tight and not used to such invasions, couldn't oppose for long to the vigorous pressure of that powerful stake. Sebastiano was still trying to wriggle away, his anus shut with all his strength, but when finally Massimo's member had the winning hand on that last desperate attempt of defence and took by storm and invaded the hidden fortress, Sebastiano emitted a long sharp moan.
"Ahi, ahi, ahi, aah, aah, ahh..." the boy whined in a fast rhythm corresponding to the vigorous strokes with whom the man was violating and drilling that wonderful virgin arse, penetrating in it deeper and deeper.
Finally his groin hair was pressed against the soft but firm round surface of Sebastiano's small buttocks. The boy moaned again, his pelvis shaken by unwilling frenzied darts. Massimo made a pause, his member now fully immersed into the hotter, the most agreeable, desirable and tight arse hole he ever fucked in all his life.
Massimo, making leverage on his chest and knees, raised his pelvis enough to let in that wonderful hole only the tip of his member, then energetically pushed again downward. After some of those strokes, the рahiс and рaahс of the boy changed in рooohс. Sebastiano then started to push upwards his pelvis, pushing his arse strongly against the groin of the man who was on top of him and fucked him with increasing gusto.
Massimo leaned his face on the cushion, near that of his prisoner, while his hands slipped under the soft and slender body of the boy. With one he found one of Sebastiano's nipples and started to pinch it with the right pressure. The other hand found the boy's member and felt with pleasure that it was hard like steel. He seized it - it was like a smooth ivory column and its tip was wet with some drops of precum, a sign that also the boy, at that point, was feeling an intense pleasure. He held il as if it was a living being that tried to wriggle free and massaged it up and down.
рNoис muttered the boy with a hoarse voice, рNo, don't touch it so or I'll comeи Oh go-o-o-o-d! You gave me such a hard-on, youи Oh go-o-o-o-dи I can't believe itис Sebastiano exclaimed with a higher and higher voice, on the brim of hysteria.
The man didn't stop to fondle that fantastic member while going on to fuck with increasing gusto the defenceless boy under him. It was a matter of just moments and he felt the first jets rapidly run up along Sebastiano's stake squeezed in his hand, and vigorous spurts come out spreading between his hand, the boy's belly and the sheet. With each spurt the boy's anus strongly contracted and throbbed, so increasing the pleasure that Massimo was feeling.
That was enough for the man - with a couple of determined strokes he shoved his pole deep inside the boy and let go with bursts of his seed, possibly even more substantial than what he poured a little earlier inside the boy's throat.
He then let himself go all of a sudden onto the still trembling boy's body, his face almost touching that of Sebastiano. For a few seconds his eyes stared in the deep and dark eyes of the boy.
Then Sebastiano had a faint smile, рI'm sorry.с He whispered in a totally sincere tone, рI'm really sorry, I didn't want to rob youи I mean, I did it, butи I should not. I will give you back everythingи everythingис
Massimo returned that smile. Without thinking of what he was doing, on instinct, he moved his head until his lips were pressed against the boy's lips. With the tip of his tongue he teased them, trying to part them. He didn't meet the lesser resistance, the lesser reluctance. Sebastiano returned his kiss with the same tender passion with which the man was now kissing the repenting little thief.
Their tongues met and played for some time, while the man's member was starting to soften and to slip out of the warm receptacle he had just taken by force.
The boy moaned and vigorously squeezed again his anus, рNoис he muttered, рDon't pull it out, Not yet, please.с
рYou enjoyed it, didn't you? You like feeling it inside you.с Massimo whispered, accentuating his smile.
рNoooис the boy giggled, belying himself with his eyes, рIt's just that, if you pull it outи you spread open my hole so much thatи I'm afraid my bowels will fall out!с
They kissed again. Massimo's member, still in the warm receptacle, started to raise again its head.
рI think that, at this point, I'm no more a virgin.с the boy muttered, his eyes brightening with an almost sweet smile.
рWhy, would you make me believe you were?с Massimo jested.
рOf course I was, at least there!.с the boy insisted in a serious tone. рI never took it there, I swear. At least not until a few minutes ago.с he then added in a lighter tone.
Massimo giggled. His pelvis moved against the firm and soft small arse of the boy and his member came back to life, hardening again in the warm depths of the boy.
Massimo didn't know what would happen, what he would do later and in that moment he didn't mind. One more nice screwи but sooner or later he also had to face the рafterwardsс, he had to make a decision. Up to that moment, anyway, he had under himself firm little, shuddering and eager buttocks to ride, to enjoy. Massimo was glued on the fresh and slender body of that wonderful boy he had found hidden under his bed, and who had now totally surrendered to his desire.
рYou want an encore, don't you?с the boy murmured looking in his eyes, serious but not annoyed.
Massimo didn't need to answer. His member was answering on his behalf. The man started again to slowly move up and down his pelvis. While the hard member of Massimo was resuming its dance at the right rhythm, their mouth met again and united in a deep kiss.
This time Massimo was no more fucking him with violence, with anger, but with a real passion. He was no more punishing that little thief, he was no more amusing himself at his expense. He was enjoying, and was giving pleasure to the most beautiful boy he ever met in his lifeи even though he didn't lack of experience.
As he had already come twice, this time Massimo needed a long time to reach his orgasm, but didn't worry at all. He could feel Sebastiano's beautiful body quivering under him, between his hands, and could see the boy's wonderful face more and more suffused with pleasure. He could feel Sebastiano's young and vigorous member palpitate again in his hand, without losing for a moment its re-found hardness.
Their tongues were tirelessly playing, their breaths were becoming faster and faster, their hearts were beating with increasing vigour.
When finally the man unloaded again into Sebastiano, also the boy reached his second orgasm.
They lay down, both panting, still united, and again Massimo's member was starting its fast retreat. Now also the boy's member was softening, still in the man's hand.
рHey, man,с the boy murmured after a while, looking in the man's eyes, just a palm from his eyes, with a serious expression, рWould you tell me now what do you intend to do with me?с
рI don't know. I've not yet decided.с
рAren't you by chance telling me that you want to fuck me again!с
рI could like, in a whileис Massimo giggled.
рYeah. And if you again wantи But I'm starting to really feel uncomfortable.с
рAm I weighting on you, being so on top of you?с the man asked, friendly smiling to him.
рIt's not that, it's just that these ropesис the boy said but interrupted himself and looked at the man like studying him. рYes, I understand, of course you don't trust me. OK, then, just put on my trousers, dress yourself and call the copsи I just thought you changed your mind. But, you know, I told you a lie earlier - They nicked me already once and gave me a suspended sentenceи therefore if you call them, this time they will me make pay for both of themис
Massimo looked him seriously but nodded, рYes, alright, I changed my mind. I will not call the police.с
рBut thenи I told you I will give you back everything, didn't I? Even though you can't give me back my virginity that you stole from meис
рYes, you told meис Massimo said, thoughtful. But he really didn't know what to do.
рI see - you think that if you untie me I will try to slink off, right?с
рWouldn't you?с Massimo asked, slipping at his side and going on to look in his splendid big eyes.
рWellи you're not wrongи If I swear you that I will not run away and that I will take you back everything?с the boy tried to suggest. Then added, рNo, listen, I've found a solution. In my jeans' pocket you can find the keys of my car. It's parked just here in front of the building, it's a light blue Fiesta and the plate is AB 349 GX. You go downstairs, open it, take all your things, come upstairs and untie me. Is that OK?с
рIt's your car or did you steal it too?с the man asked getting off the bed.
рIt's mine, mine, fucking shit! Alright, you caught me stealing your things, butис Sebastiano reacted with an offended expression.
рAnd I have to do all the work?с the man mockingly asked, сWhile you are resting here? What do I get out of it?с
The boy shook his head like if he was in front of a child who didn't understand, рListen. You go and take back your things. You can ask the door-keeper to help you to bring everything here, alright? And possibly you take a breath and so you feel like fucking me again. And I am here ready to use, so you can shove it where the fucking hell you want, to repay you for the toilи OK? Do you like this solution?с
рI have anyway to untie you, sooner or later.с Massimo said, thoughtful.
рWell, I really hope you do. Won't you have me die here on your bed, would you? You can't take me here prisoner foreverи Anyway you have my pistol, don't you? What are you afraid of? I have no evil intent, I swear.с
Massimo dressed back. He took the pistol in one hand, drew nearer the boy and started to untie the rope around the boy's waist. Sebastiano was waiting, in silence, his eyebrows slightly knit. The man untied an ankle, then the other. He was meanwhile looking at the boy's body thinking he was really more beautiful than any of his better dreams.
He untied one of the boy's wrists, then the other one, and stepped back from the bed, the pistol always aiming at the boy. Sebastiano slowly turned on the bed, sat up, tidied his T-shirt, than slowly massaged his wrists and ankles, looking at the man and trying to read his expression.
рThank you.с he muttered after a while. рWhat do I have to do, now?с
Massimo was enjoying the front view of the boy's wonderful body. His member was really beautiful even now that was softly hanging between his thighs, surrounded by a thick halo of black, curled hair.
рAre you enjoying the view?с the boy asked with a smile half way between ironic and gentle. рYou can look as much as you want. Would you like me to take off my T-shirt?с
рI would like you to, yes.с
Sebastiano nodded and took it off. рDone.с He commented totally exposing himself to the man's admiration. He ten smiled with a cunning expression, рI bet you are feeling like starting againи Are you horny once more?с
рNo, for the moment it's enough for me to look at you. You are way too beautiful.с
рThank you. But you too are well built. How old are you?с
рThirty eight.с
рI thought less than thatис
Massimo felt intimately pleased at that compliment. рDress up, now, go on.с he said.
The boy took in his hands his cut boxers and threw them on the floor, grumbling, рA nice service you didи I had just two of them and the others are dirty, I've still to wash them.с
Massimo opened a drawer, took off a Calvin Klein briefs and gave them to the boy, рUse these, I give them to you. They are new, I never used them. They should fit you well.с
The boy looked at them with appreciation, put them on, then took his socks, the jeans, the tennis shoes, the T-shirt and wore them. рAnd now?с he then asked looking at the man.
рYou now go downstairs, take all my belongings and fetch them all here. If the door-keeper won't let you pass, just tell him to call me on the intercom. I will keep your pistol and wallet here; and will give them back to you at the end.с
Sebastiano looked at him almost unbelieving, then shrug his shoulders and went towards the door. He turned back a moment, рI'm going, alright?с he said then disappeared on the landing, leaving the door half open at his back.
Massimo then opened the pistol, extracted from it all the bullets that he put in his pocket and closed it. He then waited, asking himself if he did the right thing. It was true that he had the boy's ID papers, with his data and addressи but if the boy disappeared with all his things, he would anyway not report him. He would just keep the cut boxers as a souvenir of that incredible adventure. He could have asked him to give him the car's keysи but it would not have been of any use, a thief knows how to open and start a car also without having its keys.
If the boy didn't bring him back his belongings, what could he do? Go to his place to look for him? Or simply to send him back his wallet, and be resigned to losing everything? It would have been a rather high price for a fuck, as enjoyable as it had beenи A hustler would have been less expensiveи even though he didn't like to go with hustlers.
No, almost surely the boy would really give him back his belongings, he would give him back his pistol and wallet, and the boy would disappear from his lifeи And if he tried to tell a friend about the adventure, he possibly would not even believe him.
He heard a noise coming from the entrance door and looked.
Sebastiano, loaded with the object he stole, was coming back. The boy closed the door at his back with a foot and went to deposit everything on the living room table, while Massimo was going near him.
рSo, here's your money and your goldис he said in a tone mid-cheeky and mid-guilty. рIt's not that you are so rich, are you?с
рI'm not. And today I got also fired from my job.с
рFucking shit, what bad luck! But you live in this rich people's building?с
рI liked it and I presumed I could pay for its rent, but nowис
Sebastiano took out of his pocket a cigarette packet, рDoes it bother you if I smoke? Do you want one?с
Massimo looked at him puzzled, рNo, I don't smoke, thank you.с What was the boy waiting to go away? рYou can anyway smoke. The ashtray is there.с What had Sebastiano in mind, now?
рYour name is Massimo, right? On the door there is this nameи Listen, why are we standing here like twoис he said with an almost shy smile, рWe can sit down for a few minutes, can't we?с
Massimo nodded and they sat. The man leaned the hand with the pistol on his thigh and studied the boy.
рYou can put it away. It is loaded with blank cartridges. I never go around with real bulletsи if one comes outи I'm just a thief, I don't want to risk becoming a murder. I would rather end in a jail, but I don't kill people.с
рBut then, when I was aiming it at you, why you seemed to be scared?с
рSo near, also a blank shot can cause a bad wound, because of the flashис
Massimo slipped a hand in his pocked and examined the bullets.
рHa,с the boy commented, рYou are more prudent than I thought!с
рYou never went to jail?с Massimo asked him with a gentle voice.
рNo, never,с the boy answered with a smile, рthank heaven. But as I told you, I got a suspended sentenceи if you called the cops, this time I would have been done for goodи Thank you.с
рWell, you have been lucky, then.с the man said and put the pistol on the table.
рWellи this was just the fourth robbery of my log robber's careerи I'm not a professional.с the boy said looking at his shoes, somewhat ill at ease.
Massimo was feeling more and ore attracted to that boy - he was an odd mix of little rogue and of a good boy, after all. And he was also terribly attracting, really fascinating.
рWhy did you start robbing?с Massimo asked him, curious.
рListen, Massimoис the boy said as losing his temper, but then went back to a more subdued tone, рAre you annoyed if I call you by your name? We are anywayи I should sayи we became ratherи intimate, didn't we?с he concluded with an amused smile, рOne month ago I too lost my job. These are difficult moments. You too know it, don't you?с
рYes, but I didn't start to rob.с the man countered.
рYou have a beautiful house. You can sell these things and go on for a while, I on the contraryис
рDon't you have family?с
рNever had. I'm living at an Uncle who doesn't give a shit about me.с
рAre your parentsи dead?с
рNot really. My fatherи we don't know who he is, and my motherи she preferred to leave me when I was seven to go away with a truckerи I don't know any more if she's living or dead, where she can beи I don't really give a shit, anyway. She leaved me at her brother's and just disappearedис
рWhat was you work, the one you lost?с
рThe pizza maker. I was a rather good one, do you know? But then the Chinese bought the pizza-restaurant and changed it in a Chinese restaurant, and fired us all, and soис
They talked some more, telling each other their stories.
Then Massimo gave back to the boy the pistol and the wallet and let him go.
He put in order the object he got back, changed the bed sheets, coiled the ropes and put them back in the bathroom, then sat on his bed. He saw on the floor the boy's cut boxers, picked them up and smelled them - a clean smell. Then a faint scent that took back to his memory the image of the boy's beautiful member.
рAt least I've enjoyed you for some time, my beautiful Sebastianoи I really like you a lotи and anyway you too enjoyed it. I think you are as much a faggot as me, even though you were still a virgin.с he said in a low voice and lay on the bed where he had had the pleasure to steal the virginity of that wonderful boy, and closed his eyes.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 4
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