The congress straight guy let me suck him off in the bathroom
He had a girlfriend and acted tough, but that night, locked inside the bathroom stall, he was the one who grabbed my neck and asked me to suck him properly.
He had a girlfriend and acted tough, but that night, locked inside the bathroom stall, he was the one who grabbed my neck and asked me to suck him properly.
We lost the game and were walking toward the subway when a high-end car pulled up beside us. The man behind the wheel had a proposition neither of us expected.
It was two in the morning when he agreed to cross my threshold. He only asked for three things, and the third was the one that excited me most: that he could change his mind whenever he wanted.
It was only supposed to be the excuse his wife wouldn’t question. I never imagined I’d end up sitting across from them, unable to look away.
Andrés kept his card for two days without daring to write. When he finally did, he never imagined that that same night he’d be naked against the wall in his own entryway.
We’d been at sea for weeks, and the old boatswain had been looking at me differently. That midnight, when I finished my watch, I knocked on his door without imagining what he’d ask of me.
He thought he was alone under the water, until an arm circled his neck from behind and a rough voice whispered in his ear what was already obvious.
I climbed the stairs behind him, breathing in his cologne, not knowing his roommates would come back two hours earlier than expected.
The key turned in the lock at two in the morning and I was still beneath him, with no intention of covering myself. Four pairs of eyes watched me from the doorway.
It was almost nine at night, the campus was empty, and a forgotten backpack sat in the bathrooms. I only opened it to find its owner. What was at the bottom changed everything.
The headboard of his bed was hitting the wall at a steady rhythm, and I, awake in the dark, could no longer pretend that it didn’t affect me.
I’d spent years sneaking on just to look. That summer afternoon, I finally decided to open the door to one of them.
We sat there like any two friends, but we both knew why we’d come. When the door closed, neither of us dared take the first step.
For weeks I’d been pretending not to notice his looks, his legs spread on the sofa, the bulges he made so obvious. That night I came home early and stopped pretending.
As soon as his parents went into the kitchen, the boy grabbed his cock over his jeans. No one in that house had any idea how dinner was going to end.
She humiliated me over a video call and I went out drinking until I collapsed. At the bar, two tall men held my arm and offered me a quieter place.
Damián saved half the city and took the rookie up to his suite to celebrate. Tomás admired him like an idol, until that night he discovered who was really in charge.
The first time I saw him without a shirt on the beach, I lost my breath. He was my mother’s man, but I could no longer look at him like a son looks at a father.
I offered the bus window seat to the old lady and she didn’t even look at me. I had no idea the real journey would begin in the hotel dining room, across from two strangers.
I thought it would just be the three of us having dinner. But my cousin invited her friends, and that night I discovered how far I was willing to go to please her boyfriend.