Between Mister Joachin's legs. Part I
I remember that it all started when I was still a c***d, I was about *********** at that time and I loved to play with my neighbors, they were some funny girls, I used to stayed in their house, playing all kinds of games that we can think of.
I remember that just as I came home from school, I left my backpack, threw it away and went to play; that's how many years went by until I turned ***********. I began to notice that boys were not so indifferent to me, especially older men, I remember that in the afternoons my friends and I sat in front of the television at their house watching cartoons. At a certain time in the afternoon, Mister Joachin, my friends' father, arrived, Mister Joachin was a man of about 35 years old, tall, though and with a hoarse voice that to some extent was seductive, the girls and I knew that our time on the television was over, because when Mister Joachin got home, he just wanted to relax, for that reason he changed his work uniform, took off those uncomfortable clothes and changed them for a cool and more comfortable shirt and shorts, loose shorts, I remember that in particular he wore orange shorts that were extremely loose, Mister Joachin was a man who in particular felt comfortable not wearing underwear, you can imagine how much he liked to wear those orange shorts.
Searching through my mind, the images of Mister Joachin's crotch come to me. Back to the story, the girls and I decided not to watch any more cartoons, because I was a visitor I sat on the floor together with the smallest of the girls, the others on the sofa, like every c***d I would sit in front of the television, right where Mister Joachin sat to watch his boring news, at that moment when he sat down and gladly spread his legs to get some air down there, I turned to look at him, I remember how Mister Joachin began to draw my attention, I saw his legs full of hair and I returned to see mine, hairless, smooth, as a c***d, and I returned to look at his firm, thick and robust legs, it was then when my eyes reached beyond the legs, I began to see something inside, to my surprise I saw two huge hairy balls, big and fat; I really wanted to see more inside Mister Joachin's legs. And from then on, I always waited for Mister Joachin to come home from work to see those things that caught my attention.
His two big balls, which at that time I did not know what they were, but despite that I wanted to see more much more, I don't know how or when but Mister Joachin realized that I liked looking at his legs and a little more, so it was him who decided to show me more, due to my intense interest in looking at his crotch he began to show me more, I remember that he sat down, threw himself back in his chair and spread his legs widely, it was then when I made my moves, moving little by little away from the television until I was about two feet from where he sat, so that my sight was closer to his legs on his crotch, with that he got what he expected, my attention, I lost myself in the movement of his hand over his crotch, the television no longer existed for me, my friends disappeared, they did not like the news, they went to the backyard to continue playing, but not me, I was still very entertained in my affairs. Back to the massages on Mister Joachin's crotch, I remember the first time I saw his thick and venous cock, I always saw that when he began to massage himself on the crotch something grew there, but I didn't know what it was.
Until one day he pulled (his cock) out of one of the short sleeves, I clearly remember every detail of that first time I saw his cock, first I could only see his balls, hairy and big, but when he finally put out his hand from the sleeve of the orange shorts, I saw the head of his cock, it had foreskin, but it was with the foreskin down when he took his dick out, of course it was hard and firm, my eyes were fixed on his cock and his balls. Then I finally came out of my intoxicating and hypnotized sight, and he was staring at me and with a estrange smile, I did not know what to do, it was then that Mister Joachin called me to go near him, he guided my hand put it on his cock, which was hot and throbbing, my so tiny hand could not close as I grabbed his cock, with my hand on his cock, he started moving it up and down
His eyes rolled back, he shook nonstop, he got lost in the gentle touch of a little p-year-old boy, to whom he was teaching the pleasures of life, I urge me to touch his cock eve more, he pulled me towards him and he told me to kiss his cock, I didn't know what that was, but he insisted and told me that I would like that. Already encouraged by his words, I did what he asked, I gave him a kiss on the tip of his cock, He told me to put it in my mouth, I did it and a moan escaped from his mouth, his hand was pushing behind my head as if inviting me to continue, inexpertly I continued and Mister Joachin's moans were increasing, I did not know what was happening, but his hand was still behind my head, as if telling me to keep going, I couldn't take it anymore, I separated from him and his hand instantly took over his cock, he began to jack off in front of me, I was still there when suddenly his whole body began to tense, I did not know what was happening, soon I heard a louder moan and at the same time I saw a white liquid coming ouf of the tip of his cock.
I did not know what that was, I just saw that he was satisfied and with a smile on his face, I was going to ask him what that was when the magic , when suddenly the door opened, it was his wife, the mother of my friends who arrived a couple of hours after her husband. He had already put his dick inside the shorts. I only touched it for a short time, but that was the beginning of my current life.
I remember that just as I came home from school, I left my backpack, threw it away and went to play; that's how many years went by until I turned ***********. I began to notice that boys were not so indifferent to me, especially older men, I remember that in the afternoons my friends and I sat in front of the television at their house watching cartoons. At a certain time in the afternoon, Mister Joachin, my friends' father, arrived, Mister Joachin was a man of about 35 years old, tall, though and with a hoarse voice that to some extent was seductive, the girls and I knew that our time on the television was over, because when Mister Joachin got home, he just wanted to relax, for that reason he changed his work uniform, took off those uncomfortable clothes and changed them for a cool and more comfortable shirt and shorts, loose shorts, I remember that in particular he wore orange shorts that were extremely loose, Mister Joachin was a man who in particular felt comfortable not wearing underwear, you can imagine how much he liked to wear those orange shorts.
Searching through my mind, the images of Mister Joachin's crotch come to me. Back to the story, the girls and I decided not to watch any more cartoons, because I was a visitor I sat on the floor together with the smallest of the girls, the others on the sofa, like every c***d I would sit in front of the television, right where Mister Joachin sat to watch his boring news, at that moment when he sat down and gladly spread his legs to get some air down there, I turned to look at him, I remember how Mister Joachin began to draw my attention, I saw his legs full of hair and I returned to see mine, hairless, smooth, as a c***d, and I returned to look at his firm, thick and robust legs, it was then when my eyes reached beyond the legs, I began to see something inside, to my surprise I saw two huge hairy balls, big and fat; I really wanted to see more inside Mister Joachin's legs. And from then on, I always waited for Mister Joachin to come home from work to see those things that caught my attention.
His two big balls, which at that time I did not know what they were, but despite that I wanted to see more much more, I don't know how or when but Mister Joachin realized that I liked looking at his legs and a little more, so it was him who decided to show me more, due to my intense interest in looking at his crotch he began to show me more, I remember that he sat down, threw himself back in his chair and spread his legs widely, it was then when I made my moves, moving little by little away from the television until I was about two feet from where he sat, so that my sight was closer to his legs on his crotch, with that he got what he expected, my attention, I lost myself in the movement of his hand over his crotch, the television no longer existed for me, my friends disappeared, they did not like the news, they went to the backyard to continue playing, but not me, I was still very entertained in my affairs. Back to the massages on Mister Joachin's crotch, I remember the first time I saw his thick and venous cock, I always saw that when he began to massage himself on the crotch something grew there, but I didn't know what it was.
Until one day he pulled (his cock) out of one of the short sleeves, I clearly remember every detail of that first time I saw his cock, first I could only see his balls, hairy and big, but when he finally put out his hand from the sleeve of the orange shorts, I saw the head of his cock, it had foreskin, but it was with the foreskin down when he took his dick out, of course it was hard and firm, my eyes were fixed on his cock and his balls. Then I finally came out of my intoxicating and hypnotized sight, and he was staring at me and with a estrange smile, I did not know what to do, it was then that Mister Joachin called me to go near him, he guided my hand put it on his cock, which was hot and throbbing, my so tiny hand could not close as I grabbed his cock, with my hand on his cock, he started moving it up and down
His eyes rolled back, he shook nonstop, he got lost in the gentle touch of a little p-year-old boy, to whom he was teaching the pleasures of life, I urge me to touch his cock eve more, he pulled me towards him and he told me to kiss his cock, I didn't know what that was, but he insisted and told me that I would like that. Already encouraged by his words, I did what he asked, I gave him a kiss on the tip of his cock, He told me to put it in my mouth, I did it and a moan escaped from his mouth, his hand was pushing behind my head as if inviting me to continue, inexpertly I continued and Mister Joachin's moans were increasing, I did not know what was happening, but his hand was still behind my head, as if telling me to keep going, I couldn't take it anymore, I separated from him and his hand instantly took over his cock, he began to jack off in front of me, I was still there when suddenly his whole body began to tense, I did not know what was happening, soon I heard a louder moan and at the same time I saw a white liquid coming ouf of the tip of his cock.
I did not know what that was, I just saw that he was satisfied and with a smile on his face, I was going to ask him what that was when the magic , when suddenly the door opened, it was his wife, the mother of my friends who arrived a couple of hours after her husband. He had already put his dick inside the shorts. I only touched it for a short time, but that was the beginning of my current life.
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