Nicolas and Mariano

Nicolas and Mariano

By

Nick Alias Pizza Boy

NOTE: This story is purely fictional and doesn't imply anything about the sexuality of Nicolas Cabre and Mariano Martinez, two Argentine actors.

CHAPTER ONE:

It was pretty late when Nicolas left the gym that night. He had been working all day on the set of "Son Amores" and, looking to relax, he had headed for the gym where he enjoyed a complete workout followed by a long stay in the sauna. A couple of more traffic lights to pass in suburban Buenos Aires and he'd be home, ready to go to bed after his usual jack off session.

He parked his car ih his assigned spot and then walked to the front door. Nothing in the right pocket, neither in the left...what the hell...his keys were nowhere to be seen. He swore at himself to not have put the appartment keys on the same chain than his car's, while searching for a spare one he vaguely rememebered having hidden on the top of the door frame.

• DAMN FUCKING FLAT! he yelled, kicking the aluminium door.

The neighbours being away, Nicolas saw no other option than driving down to Mariano's place and ask for a spot on his couch for the night. It was too late to call a locksmith, rain was getting heavier and heavier, he couldn't stay outside. He got back in his car and half an hour later, pressed the button corresponding to Mariano's appartment in the lobby of his building.

• Yes?

• Sorry for the late hour, it's me. I can't find my keys to enter my place.

• That's so you! Come in, I won't let a friend outdoor with such a storm.

On the sixth floor, Mariano was standing right into his door's frame. He wore a t-shirt and jeans, which Nicolas presumed he had just wore to open him. It was, after all, almost one o'clock in the morning.

Carrying his gym bag, which contained his sports clothes and hygiene products, he followed Mariano inside and accepted to sit at his table for a late snack.

• You came just in the good time. I was getting in my underwear to sleep.

• Can I use your shower after that? I finished working out late and the guy didn't wanna wait until I showered before leaving. I had to change and get out, I'm still dripping sweat. I'm sorry if I smell...

• I can still bear it, Mariano said with giggles.

Having not met since a week or so, except for professional reasons, the guys updated each other on what was happening and the talks went on, even if their daily lives consisted of little more than shooting the new episodes of "Son Amores". They realised it had taken them 45 minutes to eat six cookies and drink three glasses of milk each.

• Well I think I'm gonna head for the shower now.

• Sure, go ahead. I'll prepare the couch by this time.

Nicolas locked the bathroom door behind him and his first gesture inside was to empty his bladder of its content. He was so happy to get a relief, he kept his eyes closed as pee flew out of his limp penis. He then got rid of his clothes and after a brief contemplation of his fit and smooth body in front of the mirror, he went under the hot water and washed thoroughly.

Once done with the shower, he put a large white towel around his slim waist and stood in front of the sink for facial cares. He didn't hesitate to use Mariano's electric razor to shave but remembered just in time that his personal deodorant was in his gym bag.

Water dropplets were still covering his body as he appeared in the living room and bent over his bag to get the "Old Spice" stick. Mariano was sat on the sofa, except that now it had been transformed into a bed by unfolding the mattress stored under the cushions. No word was exchanged, though Mariano spoke as Nicolas was leaving the room.

• Nico?

• Yeah..., he answered, back into the living room.

• Could I see you nude?

Caught off-guard, Nicolas stayed silent. What a gross demand, from a guy!

• I'm no fag or anything, you know how I love chicks!

• Then why you'd see me naked?

• hmm...curiousity?

Taking a deep breath and having not yet understood why Mariano wanted that, Nicolas let the towel fall on the wodden floor and allowed Mariano to scan his body from head to toe.

• Well...it's not like if you had asked me to make love or something...., Nicolas noted with some laughs.

However, Mariano's comments made Nicolas roughly put the towel back on and returning to his clean-up where he had left it.

• Beautiful. Very, very beautiful.

Back in the bathroom, he took a minute to look at himself in the mirror again. He hadn't liked to be complimented on his body by another man but yes, Nicolas found himself hot. A daily runny and occasional football player, those exercises had awarded him of a awesome legs and thighs, let alone his round and firm butt which he loved to pat when passing in front of a mirror. Aware of a fair physical developpment, Nicolas' arms and torso weren't left out. His flat tummy was firm as iron though not quite cut. Same for his pectorals who weren't massive but nicely shaped anyways. He didn't have bulging biceps and triceps, those muscles on him being rather slender but firm and able to support more weight than thought. To complete the portray, a dark skin complexion highlighted his latin origins. Something worth mentionning, Nicolas was almost completely smooth. Almost, because his upper body - except his armpits - is totally hairless. His legs are only covered by a short black duvet. However, things chance under his boxers. As if it was a sort of compensation for his smoothness elsewhere, Nicolas had a lot of hair on his ass.

Actually, Nicolas had only walked back in the bathroom since he didn't know how to react following Mariano's comments on his hot looks. Once he had gathered himself, finding his attitude immature, he dared himself to join Mariano in the living room with just the towel wrapped around his waist. After all, Mariano was one of his best mates. It was absurd to be comfortable when nude around strangers in saunas or locker rooms and embarassed when baring everything in front of a close friend. Ok, circumstances were different but...

When Nicolas left the bathroom to find himself back in the living room again, he didn't immediately look in the direction of the sofa. It was only after Mariano broke the silence that he turned his eyes towards the other end of the room.

• I didn't mean to embarass you, Nico. Are we even now?

Obviously, Mariano had made the case fair. The first thing that hit Nicolas' sight on the couch was his friend laying there naked and unashamed.

Inspite his efforts, Nicolas had yet to reach the full comfort in the presence of his nude mate. Mariano saw this in his look and opted to wear his bathrobe, hiding his privates.

• We can dress back if you want but I really like this when it's time to relax. Come on Nico, you can join me on the couch. I'm not better than the next grumpy old man who shares with you at the sauna.

To Nicolas, being naked in a sauna or public shower and changing room was no big deal. After all, it never lasted for long and he never caught somebody explicitly staring at him. But this time, Mariano hadn't hidden his desire to see him nude and it had changed things. However, relaxing with robes and towels was nothing but the same summer ritual of loitering beside a pool.

• You wanna watch a movie?

• Yeah, why not?

• Ok, let's see what's on this tape...

Mariano grabbed the remote control and turned the TV set and VCR on, then pressed play to start the film. "Anita's Secret Diary", that was porn. Nicolas blushed, this flick was one of the best he had ever seen and he knew he'd have to deal with a burning need to masturbate soon. He looked to Mariano, who replied by smirking.

• Do you mind? I can put something else if you want to...

• It's okay. I never watched porn with another guy, that's just a bit weird now.

Naturally, the screen showed a lame introduction before the real stuff began. Some girl, who had just gotten her clit pierced, was showing it to a girl friend and the two ended up eating each other out on the floor. On the couch, the action was reflected between the guys' legs. Nicolas tried to hide his erection but it was too late, Mariano had seen the tent formed in his middle areas. On the other hand, he strictly kept his eyes between the television screen and his body. There was no way he'd catch a glimpse of Mariano's fully-exposed manhood.

The movie advanced and each scene was hotter than the preceding one. After twenty minutes, Nicolas' cock was painfully hard. His whole 7.5 inches were crying for relief, a relief he couldn't allow himself to do in the presence of Mariano.

Hearing Mariano breathing faster, he was no longer able to resist looking at his friend. He turned his head and spent a few seconds observing Mariano's right hand going up and down his own cock. The sight gave him a strange impression, finding gross to masturbate so openly but aroused by the gestures of his mate.

• Come on Nico. Make yourself feeling good, Mariano noted.

Mariano was right, Nicolas admitted to himself. Besides, the flick was getting too hot to be qualified. Acting under the towel at first and then uncovered, he abandonned himself to the joy of self-pleasuring. His shyness caused by Mariano disappeared as he went closer to climax.

Both actors moaned, especially Mariano who was closer to cum than Nicolas. Actually, Mariano kept beating his meat off for several minutes before he suddently rushed into the bathroom. Although the door was closed, his screams were as clear as if he had been inches away from Nicolas. At least, he had sought some privacy during orgasm. A state which Nicolas was very very close to reach.

Imitating Mariano, Nicolas wrapped his hand around his cock and ran to the bathroom, closing the door. There, he finally allowed himself to ejaculate and sprayed his load on the lifted toilet seat. Gasping for air, he didn't look around before he was done.

Just before leaving, Nicolas grabbed a wet towel which dried on the shower curtains' pole and wiped the cum off the seat. Then, he returned to the living room but this time, he didn't have anything on...

CHAPTER TWO:

Nicolas laid next to Mariano on the same spot he had been minutes ago. He had rarely felt so relieved, though he still sported a semi - just as Mariano. But another feeling had come to him. Guilt. How could he had masturbated next to a friend, a guy moreover. How could he had been aroused at the sight of Mariano doing himself? He was puzzled, shocked...in brief, confused.

To add more to the confusion, he realised that Mariano had stopped the porn and stayed silent, staring openly at Nicolas instead. Once Nicolas had noticed his friend had laid on his left side to admire him better, he blushed but dared himself to turn on his right side as well.

• Nico, I want to touch you. Mariano muttered.

Unable to say anything, Nicolas watched Mariano as he brought his hand along his chest and went downwards to his crotch. After brushing the black patch of pubic hair, Mariano moved on to caress Nicolas' foreskin. Both men's semi-erections quickly expanded to their full lenght, Nicolas' incomfort had never been bigger.

• Feel mine too Nico, Mariano added as he placed Nicolas' left hand on his hard-on.

It was yet another strange feeling for Nicolas but, nevertheless, he found it pleasant in some way. At the same time, the two men began to masturbate each other slowly. Their hands never moved away from their throbbing members, thus giving the scene a mechanical impression.

Perhaps it looked mechanical, emotionless but Nicolas and Mariano were having a lot of fun at mutual masturbation. Guilt was still present inside Nicolas but his heavy breathing proved how weak someone can be in front of sex.

Not so long after they had switched to faster strokes, streams of hot cum spurted out of their cocks in violent jets. The guys exploded of joy, screaming out their pleasure and concluding the exchange by comtemplating their cum-creamed torsos as they laid amid the covers, humid due to their heavy perspiration.

• Boy! That was the best! I'm jealous of your cock to receive attention from such pro hand! Mariano winked.

Smiling, Nicolas got up and once again visited the bathroom to clean up. But as he looked at his face in mirror, he wondered what he had just done. How could he had had so much fun touching his best MALE friend? Wasn't he straight???? Yes he had enjoyed the moment with Mariano but it had made him even more confused than the hour before.

Back in the living room, Mariano had shut all the lights off and had retired in his bedroom, the door closed. Him too, it seemed, had regrets over the last moments.

Unable to find sleep, affraid to talk to Mariano again in the morning...Nicolas grabbed his stuff and left. He prefered spending the night in the lobby, waiting for a neighbour to open him, than having to look at Mariano straight in the eyes. At least, it was too early. But...would they be the same friends again?

CHAPTER THREE:

Over the ten days that followed their "somehow-inappropriate encounter", there was hardly a second who passed without Nicolas thinking about Mariano.

During the day, the fact that he'd have to meet him again didn't leave his mind. But at night, even "worst", he couldn't stop picturing Mariano and himself having passionate sex as he jerked off. And it wasn't all: he frequently woke up after wet dreams and felt hornier and hornier day after day.

Each day, he got out of bed with the goal of giving Mariano a phone call. But it just didn't happen. He was unable to make his mind, was it his duty to call or should he wait for Mariano?

So after all this silence, Nicolas decided he had enough. In the evening, he wore a white shirt, blue jeans and covered himself of a black leather jacket. Adding sunglasses to not be recognised, he drove up to Mariano's block and waited for him in the alley next to his building.

Finally, Mariano arrived by foot some twenty minutes later. Less than one second separated the moment where Nicolas spotted him and the time he jumped in his arms. Mariano let himself go and the two ended up tongue-kissing passionately all the way up to his flat as the elevator brought them to the 6th floor.

• I...I just been thinking about doing this to you...., Nicolas gasped once they were behind Mariano's locked appartment door.

His body pressed against Mariano, Nicolas kept kissing him on the lips while one of his hands searched for his fly to unzip his pants. Mariano wore nothing under his shorts, just like Nicolas under his jeans, and it didn't take time before his boner was peaking through. Gently, Nicolas fondled Mariano's cock in his palm, until he was pushed into his mate's bedroom.

Nicolas sat on the bed and opened his mouth to Mariano's cock, sucking it as his mate undressed himself in front of him. Perhaps he was too horny, too much in lust for Mariano but it never felt odd to have a cock in his mouth. Mariano eventually moved on the bed, though didn't change his attitude of waiting for Nicolas to worship him. Actually, Nicolas had yet to take off any of his clothes. Although he was now in bed, he hadn't even had a chance to get rid of his running shoes.

• Ah....keep sucking me Nico...you're so good at it...., Mariano moaned.

Just as he was reaching the non-return point, Mariano began to push Nicolas' head lower, the actor's nose now rubbing his pubes. Contrary to his first thoughts, the bottom boy didn't dislike deep-throating. But his real excitement was the anticipation of Mariano's orgasm, his first taste of cum.

It happened not so long afterwards. The two men kept their eyes closed, Mariano screaming out loud his trip to the 7th heaven. Lower, Nicolas tried not to gag and continued to tease the hard shaft with his tongue. Finally, a thick load of semen erupted from Mariano's dick and filled Nicolas' mouth and throat before being formally swallowed. At the exception of one or two drops who went on his lips, nothing went outside his mouth. It was a one of Mariano's rare "clean" climaxes.

Naturally, Mariano sought a bit of calm before continuing his newly-discovered desires for Nicolas. By this time, Nicolas took off his clothes and the two men once again joined in a kiss.

• You have such an hairy ass Nico!!!! Mariano exclaimed once he had caressed the round butt of his friend.

• Kiss it! Nicolas replied, giggling.

This gave Mariano an idea. He placed Nicolas on his fours and crawled behind him, where he brought his head at level with his bottom. A nasty trick, he brushed his nose against the firm buttoks and ended up spreading the cheeks apart just enough to slide his tongue along the crack. Nicolas moaned loudly.

• Man, who taught you that! Fuck it's hot!!!!

• Hang on a second, you ain't seen nothing yet!

Before Nicolas could react, he was surprised by Mariano climbing up on his body. What the hell was he doing here? he thought, without loosing any of his skyhigh arousal. The question was soon answered, by Mariano muttering softly in his right ear.

• Nico...let me fuck that hot ass of yours...

Abandonning himself to Mariano's wishes and desires, Nicolas let his friend penetrate him slowly, breaking into his tight asshole. It took several minutes of adjustments, giving time for his sphincters to loosen, and finally Nicolas was comfortable enough to feel more pleasure than pain in the process. His screams moved from complains to moans and grunts, expressing how well he was in the hands of Mariano.

Thrusting his cock deep inside Nicolas' awesome ass, Mariano didn't stop kissing his friend. When he wasn't licking the sweat off his back, neck and shoulders, he had his tongue meeting Nicolas'.

When he reached the point where ejaculation was unavoidable, Mariano stopped moving and let his balls pour their juicy contents into Nicolas' impatient bowels. To add more to the intensity of the moment, Nicolas became no longer able to hold his load inside him. Without touching his cock or any part of himself, he shot a huge load of semen which sprayed all over the bed.

• AHHHHHHHHH

Mariano retired from Nicolas' anus and then both men laid side by side. Totally relieved from all kinds of sexual tension, the guys fell asleep in the following instant. Of course, Nicolas didn't miss having a thought on what kind of morning it would be...

CHAPTER FOUR:

Morning came, announced by the sun peeking through the curtains, and Nicolas awoke to the lovely feeling of having someone caressing his hair. His eyes half-open, not moving at all, he observed Mariano giving him a little attention. His cock was already alive and so was Mariano's, from what he could see between his legs, under his bathrobe.

• 'morning Hottie! Mariano said with a smile.

• Hey!

• You had a gread night, hadn't you?

• Of course, just that my ass feels sore...

• That's normal, Mariano winked before leaning to kiss him.

Still feeling sleepy, Nicolas didn't recover his full potential until he felt Mariano's lips surrounding his morning wood. That would be his turn now, his turn to be pleasured by Mariano and experience the top side of man-to-man sex.

Nicolas turned on his backside and watched Mariano sucking him, his head going up and down his cock at a frenzy pace. But while it was still time to pause before shooting, he stopped Mariano and told him to get on his back.

• I wanna fuck you, Mariano. Make you mine like a girl, you little pussy boy!

Still laughing at his own comment, Nicolas spread Mariano's legs then went down to rim his hole good. Mariano bit his lips, unwilling to react at this early stage. He prefered to wait for the next step.

The next step, Mariano knew it too well. Since his teenage years, he was a huge amateur of self-fingering. It was his most hidden secret, though Nicolas would soon find the truth.

• Boy, that hole is loose! Nicolas noted only seconds after entering into Mariano.

His heels on Nicolas' shoulders, Mariano enjoyed being sodomised at a gentle pace and chose to masturbate himself, beating his meat at the exact same speed than Nicolas thrusting his hips back and forth to push his cock inside his wonderful ass.

Rythm accelerated slightly but the real increase was in moans and grunts. It was incredible, how the pair was vocal in terms of pleasure. They had to be grateful to the thick walls separating appartments, otherwise neighbours would call police for a single handjob before sleep.

Nicolas laid on Mariano, joining his lips on his friend's. It was the penultimate act, shortly after Nicolas was shooting long streams of hot cum.

Some new idea, to reduce the noise and savor the moment. Just as the men litterally eat out each other's mouths with their tongues, Mariano's warm juices flew along his stomach, thus slightly sticking them against one another...

As he turned to the bedside table to have a look at his watch, Mariano smiled and told Nicolas it was just 5:30am. On a Saturday.

• Ohhh....

Yeah, Nicolas was right to drool over. What started as a hot weekend would be a hot weekend, for sure! But first, Mariano brought him over him and the two guys collapsed for more hours sleeping. Anything more comfortable than spooning after sex while anticipating more action at wake-up?

THE END

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Now, a message from the author. I'll tell you the story behind this fanfic.

Sunday night, I watched an Argentine movie titled "Yepeto", where Nicolas stars and even goes full-frontal. As I surfed to find stills of the scene, I picked up some infos about Nicolas and matched him with his real-life best mate. I began to write and now I'm done. You see, if I don't have a sudden inspiration then a story is dead before I've started.

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