I was a young boy when I discovered, the paradise of freedom that they are the booths of the sex shop.
Maybe one of the last places of freedom that our civilization allows us. Forcing my fears I enter in one of the cubicles. I put some currencies in the groove and a new and wonderful world appeared before my eyes. A hand of a man caressing the soft back of a youth girld. Some lips kissing a neck. Then the man touching the lips of a beautiful youth girl of short hair. A first plane of the masculine hand, caressing the interior face of the thighs. The man's hand caressing the youth's chest now. But not, it cannot be, this girl had the nipples erects, but she didn't have chests. Now also a first plane of the of the man erect penis, surrounded by the girl's graceful fingers... I Opened the zipper of my pant and leave in freedom my penis. I could not play with it, it would run me. Now the hand that ascended among the thighs and in the dimness a masculine erect penis. The youth girl was a youth boy. I groaned unbeliever. That was impossible. It was a boy to which that man caressed. Again a hand caressing that chest, definitively he was not a girl. Again the kisses. Now, yes they could be a girl and a man. I caress my sex. Now a complete plane. A man had a boy on his lap, he caress him he kiss him, I can distinguish clearly their two erect penises. I ejaculate without playing with me. The coins finished and the television turns off.
I will never forget those images. I have returned many times to those cubicles, in many cities and countries, women and men, women and women, men and men, young and less young, sometimes everything put at randon, and one hundred other times I got bored, saturated of repetitions without imagination. Many times I have enjoyed but never as that first time. Well, except for the history that happened to me a few days after my first time.
A cold morning, and a strong hangover of the Christmas party with my school friends . I could not work, I left to downtown, looking for the cubicle of the magic images. I came in, change currencies, they had just opened up, I went up the stairways. I enter in cubicle number 2. In the corridor I crossed with him, an old, high, thin man, not well dressed, clear eyes, injected in blood, wide front, skin a little smashed, half-open mouth, big and dry lips. Look supplicant. He is stopped looking at I entered in the booth. I returned the head. In their face the depth of the anguish, of the desire, of the desperation ...I returned, I caught its hand and drags him toward the booth. He followed me clumsily. I sat down him in the only armchair of the booth,and block the door.
I had made a madness. But there was no back way. There hardly was place for both. He seated, me standing, looking at the screen. In the video, a boy and a naked girl looking at another video, both standing, the girl behind the boy. The girl caressing to the boy and both looking as a man caressed a young boy, in the same position that them. I had an immediate erection. I descend my pants and slip. Waiting caresses. No. I turn my face, smiling I encourages him. Now yes. Their cold hands ascending for my back, under the shirt, now for my chest, hardly rubbing. Looking for my forms, as if I was a very valuable and fragile object, of glass. My nipples erect near to explode.
The girl lubricated her fingers with her vaginal flow, then she was insinuated in the boy's masculine sanctuary. The man touched with his enormous penis the young boy white ass. Now the old man caress my legs. I opened them. A first plane of the girl's finger penetrating her boy, while she whispered something to their hear, surely about the man's scene and the young boy. The man which now introduced two fingers in the boy's ass. The old man continued with their infuriating caresses, I was becoming crazy. My penis needed attention. But the old man seemed not to dare.
I turn back, I caught their enormous bony hand, and I takes his fingers to my mouth, suck them. And then I places it to my crack. I wanted him to make me that that the girl was doing to the boy, and the man to the young boy. Then he understood it, and slowly and carefully he began to penetrate me with their enormous and bony finger. In the images the girl penetrated to the boy with a hand and with the other one she masturbated him. The man already had his penis inside the boy. Meanwhile my penis continued without attentions. I takes out my pants and I turn myself. The old man seemed a little afraid, their mouth dribbled, I thought that it was about to have an hearth attach. I take my penis near his mouth, in close contact with his very dry lips, he opened the mouth, he lacked a heap of teeth. I needed him to suck me. He take out the red and humid language, their tip licked the preseminal that oozed of my crack penis. I put it inside. Timidly their language began to caress my penis. I put the hands on his head, The five pesetas skull hardly covered with some white cowlicks. I thought that the man that was sucking me had came from ultra tomb. Some noises of the TV made me return my head.
The girl's first plane licking their boyfriend's masculine count. A first plane first plane of the young boy sucking the man's member. I turn my face, my old man was caressing his penis through the pant. I kneel down before him, lower his pants, and the dirty and broken underpants, it smelled strong but I do not care. His incredibly enormous member, knotted, full with veins at point of exploding, standing out of their thin and white pubic body hair. I caress his gland adorned with a glass pearl in the tip. He began to groan very softly, it seemed the cry of a baby. I sucks to him a little bit while it caressed their enormous and hanging testicles. I get up, I put my ass to the height of their mouth, and his long langue penetrate me. Their rough beard of several days excited with its rush the soft skin of my buttocks. He had an enormous langue that penetrated me deeply. In the screen now a great cock that was not there before was fucking the girl's boyfriend, while she helped and stimulate the fucking man. In the other small screen the man strolled for a luxurious house sustaining the young boy threaded in his penis. I place myself so that the penis's old man could begin to fucking me. I work and I feel pain to enter that monstrous cock in my bowel. My leaking penis lost his erection. I moved accommodating , the man was still, it felt like it beat inside my. A couple of minutes wait. Me the serve, I gave myself the turn and with the feet above the armchair entered it again, of front now, but easily. I look him, he had closed and humid eyes, and a couple of tears left his cheeks. My penis was again hard, I picked up preseminal with my fingers and wet his lips, he opened them.
I felt that I was abusing of the old man. I notice that he needed something more that sex. I caress his face skin without shaving. I unfasten his shirt while I caressed his chest of white hair, and it pinched their blushed nipples.
I notice for the first time that he began to move his penis in my interior, it is certain that he was very timidly. I lean and I touched with my lips his, they were half-opened and I put the tip of my langue into them. He opened the eyes. Then I found him beautiful, very handsome. I smiled him, and he began also a smile with their toothless mouth that however now I found very handsome. I caress with my hand their cheek, and I gave him a kiss in the lips. And for the first time I speaks to him, I told him that he was very beautiful and that I wanted to make him happy. And that I felt very happy with their penis inside me. I asked him to make love to me. And the old man began to fuck me, now with his eyes open and smiling. In this way began the dance of the love, caresses, kisses, whispers of love, like a couple of adolescent lovers discovering the love for the first time.
Now it was the him that kissed me passionately. Their langue and mine. Their bony hand caught my penis and caress it, my orgasm began, while I looked at the bottom of its soul through its beautiful eyes, and he also followed my road. Some minutes later we were still together, his penis had already slid of my interior. Their eyes were again closed. He seemed really a happy man, we clean and we dress, and before leaving and after giving him a kiss in the mouth I told him that those moments had been the moments more happy of my life, and still I do not know if I said the truth. Then I go out of the both and when I crossed front the woman of the box, she seemed that she had heard everything, She looked at me astonished, unbeliever of what she imagined that it had happened among a handsome boy, attractiveness and elegant and an old decrepit, dirty and miserable man. But it is this way that go love and desire, deep and incomprehensible. I never saw that man again, neither I no had never a relationship with an old man again, but my memory keeps that morning's like one of the treasures of my life.
I apologize of my english, this is my translation of a story that I originaly wrote in spanish. I have others stories posted in nifty. If you like it please write to me, I need your feed back. I have others stories in spanish, if you can and want to traslate it to english I will sen to you.
Alfredo