Caution: The following story is a work of fiction. It contains sex between two people who should know better. Any resemblance of the characters or the events depicted in this story to real life is purely coincidental. If you are not allowed to read this kind of material for any valid reasons, please do not continue further. Always practice sex safety. The author retains copyright (2004) to this story. Reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Check out my other stories (Aniel and Guillo, What Jamie Bought, and a few others) Email me if you get bored or have a good fantasy for me: anielmty@hotmail.com
@AG@ Joban and Adan @AG@
"I said suck it bitch, not lick it," I commanded, shoving my cock deeper into his throat. His tongue relaxed and his throat massaged the head of my cock as I fucked slowly in and out of his mouth. He started to gag, but I grabbed his head and pushed my cock all the way in. He relaxed and took it all, staring up at me with watery brown eyes. He knew I had him, knew he had to follow what I said. I owned him now, and he liked it.
"Oh yeah that's so good," I praised him. A few more strokes and I would be cumming, so I pushed his head off of my cock and slapped my cock against his cheeks.
"Ok, take off your clothes, all of them. I want you naked on the bed." I commanded, and he got to his feet, loosening his tie, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling them both off to expose his smooth brown strong Latino chest. He was a few inches taller than me and way outweighed me due to his muscles, but he knew who was in control.
I had found him this afternoon, in my bedroom, shoving a pair of my dirty boxer briefs into his pocket. It was Adan. He was a work friend of my older brother Tomas. I knew him from Tomas' office.I had come home from school an hour early, and surprised him in my room.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted, throwing my backpack onto a chair.
"Oh... Um... I was looking for the bathroom. Hi." He stammered, offering me his hand. I looked at him with disgust.
"What are you doing stealing my underwear? You some kind of puto (fag)?" I questioned, ignoring his extended hand. He stopped and blushed, then looked down at his feet.
"Look," he began, taking my boxer briefs from his pocket, "Could we maybe not tell anyone about this? I just wanted to smell them..."
"Oh, yeah, we don't have to tell anyone about this. As long as you do what I say, we can be very quiet about it all..." I grinned wickedly, and began to unzip my jeans. He looked at me with scared eyes, but then looked down at my crotch with hungry ones. I ordered him into the bathroom and then told him to kneel on the floor. He was dressed in a nice business suit, dress shoes and socks. He knelt down in front of me, and looked up nervously.
"I have to pee, and you're going to drink it, all of it. You wouldn't want to spill a drop on your nice clothes, would you?" I asked, not waiting for an answer. "Take out my cock, kiss it, and worship it queer." He moved to slide my jeans down, and then reached for the waistband of my boxer briefs. He must have been into this because he didn't protest at all. He looked up at me all the while, and I saw wanting in his eyes. He kissed my brief covered cock, and then pulled slowly at the waistband until my cock sprang free.
By now, I had to pee really bad, and I didn't have time to wait. I grabbed his head and pushed my cock through his lips. As soon as the tip hit his tongue, I let go and started to piss into his mouth. His lips suctioned around my shaft to form a leak proof seal. He gulped hungrily, breathing heavily through his nose as he sucked down every last drop of my piss. I petted the back of his head, leaned back against the counter, and enjoyed the feeling of putting this queer in his place.
Finally, I slowed to a trickle and he sucked out the last few drops furiously. He held his lips around my cock long after I finished, and I started to face fuck him as my cock hardened. He had the hottest mouth and I knew he had done this before. He didn't look gay, he was tall, strong, and very masculine, but he sucked cock like a true fag.
Back to the present, he was shirtless, and sat on the bed to take off his black leather shoes. He untied them and slipped them off of his feet, showing me a nice pair of black dress socks. He stood up and unbuckled his dress slacks, letting them fall to the floor as I caught sight of his white see through boxer briefs with a red waistband. He stepped out of his pants and stood there before me in his black socks and white underwear. His chiseled body shivered a little as I touched his chest, but he smiled down at me, ready to serve.
"Nice, take the rest off," I said, slipping off my sweatshirt and kicking off my shoes. He finished up as I was stepping out of my jeans, and then slid down my underwear. I told him to sit back on the bed, and he obeyed. I picked up his clothes, and began to put them on me. His suit was too big for my small thin frame, and they hung on me. He smiled adoringly, and I gave him a wicked grin. When I finished, he helped me fix the tie, and I stood before him.
"Now finish sucking me," I ordered, and he scrambled to unzip the pants and pull out my cock. I was so hard, and loved the feel and smell of his rich clothes. I pushed his head onto my cock and he sucked furiously, taking my cock back into his used throat. A few minutes later and I pulled him off of my cock, putting my cock back into his underwear and finishing myself off. A wet stain crept across the front of his boxer briefs, and he moved in to lick at it.
I finished and then collapsed on the bed next to him. He put his head on my tummy and stared down at the mess I had made in his pricy boxer briefs. Regaining my energy, I stood up and took off his clothes. He slipped back into them, feeling my cum against his soft cock. I hadn't let him cum, but I sent him home with a nice treat, wet boxer briefs. As he dressed, his wallet fell out of his pocket.
"Give me that," I said, and he froze. "I said give that to me!" He handed it over. I opened it and took out two five hundred peso notes. "That's one for my services and one for not responding promptly." I said, throwing his wallet back at him. "Now get the fuck out of my room." He scrambled to grab his shoes, and then tore out of there. I curled up on my bed, holding the money tightly, and smiled, falling asleep for a few hours.
I woke up and went out to the living room. Tomas had brought tostadas home for dinner. He was sitting in the living room, and called me over.
"Did you meet my boss?" He asked suspiciously.
"Um... yeah, he was looking for the bathroom." I said, not wanting to tell him what I had done.
"Oh, well he was back there a long time, then he came back out all weird and left in a hurry. You didn't mess up the hall bathroom did you?" he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.
"No, I don't know. I went to nap." I said quietly and sat next to him on the couch.
"Ok, go get some food, we're going to a party tonight so eat quickly and then go shower and put nice clothes on."
I ate quickly and then went back to the bedroom, taking a long hot shower. I dressed in a white button down shirt and khaki pants with brown leather buckle shoes. I slicked back my black hair and brushed my teeth as Tomas came back into the bedroom.
"Joban! (me, pronounced like joe-BAHN. Say it fast) let's go," Tomas yelled, coming into the bathroom and leaning against the door frame. "We need to go soon." He walked over and messed up my hair a little, laughing. I glared up at him.
I finished up and we went down to get a taxi. We stopped at the hotel right in front of the Micro Plaza. Tomas was wearing a nice black suit with grey tie. He pushed me out of the taxi and kept his hand on my back as we walked into the hotel. The party room was on the top floor and had a huge terrace with a view of the city and the red lighted tower of downtown. I recognized some of the people there from Tomas' work. I froze as I saw Adan across the room smiling at us. He strode over and there was a different attitude about him. He was in his place, secure with his people around them.
"Ah Tomas, glad you could make it, and this is your little brother, Joban, right?" Adan said, patting me on the head. I glared up at him, and his mood quickly changed. He broke my stare and returned his attention to Tomas.
"I was just telling the execs about the work you have been doing. I think there may be a promotion for you soon." Adan laughed, patting Tomas on the shoulder. "Come over here, there are people I want you to meet."
Adan went back to where he had been, and Tomas followed, dragging me along. Tomas got into a detailed conversation with the men, and Adan turned his attention to me.
"Joban, would you help me get drinks?" Adan said. I nodded reluctantly, and followed him over to the bar.
"I have to see you again," he began to beg, his face changed and his eyes pleaded with me. "I can't stop thinking about what we did. It was so hot. I need to see you again, please. I'll pay you; I can do good things for your brother."
I stopped, considering his offer. "Ok," I said finally. "When?"
"Tonight," he said, brushing my face with his hand. "I'll make up an excuse about needing your help with things in the morning and how it would be easier for you to spend the night with me. This is going to be great, I promise."
He ordered a Mexican martini for himself and a cherry coke for me, but as we walked away, I grabbed the drink from him and handed him mine. He sighed, but gave it up. I sipped at it and then took two big gulps, finishing it off with a shiver and puckered lips. He handed my cherry coke back to me, and I chugged it to keep the alcohol down.
We hung around for a few hours, basically me sitting between Tomas and Adan on the couch while Tomas explained more of his great ideas to the older executive types. Adan rubbed his hand against mine, and then did that stupid yawn maneuver to put his arm behind me on the couch. Tomas was oblivious to the whole scene. Adan pulled him aside a little later after my third yawn and put his plan into action. Tomas smiled and nodded stupidly. Soon, Adan was walking back over to me, offering me his hand to lift me off the couch. He led me down to the hotel's parking garage and out to his car. As soon as the doors locked, our roles switched again.
I unzipped my pants and took out my cock; I took his right hand off of the shifter and moved it over to my cock. He grabbed it and began to stroke it to a full hard 6 inches (pretty good size since I'm on the small side). I leaned the seat back and enjoyed his motions as we cruised down Pino Suarez to his place. He took his hand off only to shift, and quickly replaced it on my hard cock. I looked over and saw a huge tent in his pants.
We got to his apartment building behind a large wall in San Pedro. He parked next to a tree, and I stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped up. I followed him up to his apartment, and told him to strip down in the bedroom. He took off his suit as I looked around his place. It was nice, very modern with stained concrete floors, silver lights, large glass windows, and soft red walls.
I turned my attention back to Adan as he stood naked beside the bed. I smiled to myself. This big strong man was completely at my control. I moved over to a large dresser next to a mirrored wall, and opened the top drawer. What a freak, everything was folded perfectly and lined up. Black socks on the left, then colored, then white. In the next drawer was a mosaic of perfectly square folded briefs on the right in different colors, and boxers on the left of all types and fabrics. I selected a pair of tiny blue bikini briefs and tossed them to him telling him to put them on. In the next drawer were under shirts, tanks on the right, t-shirts on the left. The last drawer was workout clothes. I took a spandex blue sleeveless top and tossed it to him. Turning around I pushed him down to his knees.
"You will undress me, worshiping every inch of my body as you take off my clothes." He bent down to untie my shoes and I sat back on the bed. He took off my shoes, then socks, and moved up to unbuckle my pants.
"What did I say?" I yelled, pushing at his chest with my foot. "Don't make me tell you twice!"
He took my foot, kissing each of my toes, and then sucking on them. He kissed down the top of my foot to my ankle, and then placed it back on the floor as he did the same to my other foot. Looking up at me, he waited for my approving nod before moving to my pants. He unbuckled them and unzipped me, sliding them off slowly before kissing up my left leg, pausing to kiss the bulge in my briefs before continuing down the right leg. It was slow and deliberate, awakening my cock once more. He tugged at my briefs and then pulled them off, taking my cock into his mouth and sucking it down his throat once more.
I had to push him off of my cock so that he could finish undressing me. He unbuttoned my shirt, kissing down my hairless chest with each one. I sat up for a minute as he slid off my shirt, kissing slow circles around my nipples, over my shoulder, down my back, and finding his way to my ass. The radio was on, and I could tell that is was midnight because they played the Mexican anthem which all radio stations do at midnight. We stopped for a second to listen, and then I rolled over onto my tummy as he went back to kissing, nibbling, and licking around the entrance to my ass.
"Oooh," I mumbled into the pillow as his tongue darted around my hole. Ricky Martin's La Bomba (my favorite song) came on the radio, and I began to move my hips to the music, sending Adan's tongue farther into me. His warm tongue sent shivers through my body and my hard cock pressed against my tummy.
"Ok, you better open up that ass, because I'm going to fuck it soon," I said, biting softly on his pillow. He moved over me, and pulled a bottle of lube from a small silver cabinet in the bedside table. He sat back on his knees, reaching behind himself, sliding down his briefs, and pushing a finger into his ass. I stood up on the bed, slapping his face playfully with my cock. He lunged for it and sucked it into his mouth as he worked a second finger into his ass.
"Oh yeah baby, suck that cock," I moaned, pushing his head farther onto my shaft. His tongue swirled slowly around the tip of my cock as he rocked back and forth onto his fingers. "You want me to fuck you? Beg for it." I insisted.
"Joban please fuck me," he whimpered, taking his mouth off of my cock and holding it firmly with his free hand. "Put your big cock into my pussy. Please."
"How much are you going to pay for it?" I smiled down at him wagging my cock in his face.
"I'll take you to San Agustin and buy you all new clothes tomorrow, just please fuck me. Please. I need it," Adan begged me, leaning in to lick the tip of my cock once more.
I thought about it for a few seconds, and then told him to get down on all fours. I moved to his face and told him to put a condom on me. He reached beside me and pulled out a small foil square, opened it, and took the condom out. He put it to the tip of my cock, pinched it and then rolled it down the shaft. I got behind him and lubed up my rock hard shaft, admiring his shaved little pink hole lying between his firm bubble butt.
I leaned over him, sliding my arms around his muscled torso, finding his nipples and pinching them hard. He yelped, but then relaxed as I pushed his head into the pillow. I positioned my cock at his hole, held it firmly, and slid all of it into him. He screamed into the pillow, but his hold didn't resist much. I had it all the way inside him, and I stopped for a few minutes to let him get used to the feeling. He looked back at me and begged me to fuck him hard and fast. I steadied my hands on his back, and began to pull in and out of him.
"Oh yeah, take that cock," I yelled as he moaned into the pillow. I reached up and grabbed his hair, steadying him on my cock as I rammed in and out of him. I looked up over the bed and saw myself fucking him in the mirror. I smiled at myself, feeling a climax nearing. I slowed down to make it last, but his ass felt so good around my cock. I couldn't help it, I sped up again, ramming into him. Each thrust was met with a moan of pleasure and more begging for me to give him my cum. He loved it, begged for it, worshiped it, and needed it. With one last thrust, I filled his ass with hot cum. His body bucked beneath me. I knew he wasn't playing with himself because his hands were hold him up, but I looked down and saw cum splattered over the blanket.
"You cumming?" I asked, still slamming into him.
"Yes sir," he answered, "I'm sorry, I can't help it, this feels so good."
I sent one last shot of cum into the condom and then collapsed against his back. I pulled out of him and rolled onto my back against the bed. My cock flipped up and hit hard against my tummy. Adan looked over at the cum bubble inside the condom and smiled at me.
"clean up that shit," I commanded, pointing to the mess he had made on his bed. "Use your tongue."
Adan crawled around and licked up all of his cum and then sat next to my body. I told him to clean up my cock next. He spun the cum bubble around a bit to form a little knot, and then took the condom off of my now softening cock, tying the end with a flick of his wrist. He turned around and put it in the cabinet with the lube. What a disgusting cum slut, I thought to myself. He brought a thick soft towel from the bathroom and wiped my body dry, and then sat waiting for more orders.
I got off the bed and went to his dresser, pulling a small pair of blue briefs and one of his t-shirts. I put them on and then went back to the bed. I told him to get under the covers and lay on his back. I snuggled into his side and put my head on his chest. It was one of the best night's sleep I had had in a long time. His warm body and strong arms surrounded me. I couldn't wait to go shopping the next day!