Between Mister Joachin's legs. Part II
That day was unique, I would never forget how an ********** boy touched, caressed and tasted the veiny, big and fat cock of a 35-year-old man.
I did not go again to my friends' house until three days later, since I was a little afraid that Mister Joachin might say something about what happened, I did not know what he was going to tell me, he would scold me, he would tell my parents; I didn't know what was going to happen.
On the third day I came back. I remember it was Saturday and that meant games all day, I ran impatiently to my friends' house, I knocked on the door and nobody came out I knocked again and nothing, when I was about to leave, the door opens, it was Mister Joachin who just awoke, who opened the door and there was that big and though 35-year-old man who only wore a baggy and worn out boxer, standing there before me with a naked torso and his hairy thick in the same way, naked; I was hypnotized by the sight, when Mister Joachin looked at me and asked:
-what do you want?
-Nothing I just came to find your daughters to go out to play- I said with a tender voice
-They are not here, they went out with my wife to visit his family outside the city- Mister Joachin told me
-And will they be back soon?- I asked him
-I doubt it, they always take their time- he answered
Hearing this I felt discouraged, I did not know what to do, my plans fell apart, goodbye to my game day ...
-Well, could you tell them that I was looking for them- I told Mister Joachin
Upon hearing this, Mister Joachin knew that I would go, who can imagine what mischievous thoughts were going through his mind when he stopped me:
-Are you leaving?- he asked with impetus
-Yes- I answer- well, my friends are not here and I just wanted to play with them
-If you want you can wait for them here and you could watch television, your cartoons that you like so much- he said
-Yes- I just answered
I went into the house and sat in front of the television as usual, I turned it on and started to watch my cartoons, but when I turned around I didn't see Mister Joachin, he had disappeared.
I looked back at the television and I entertained myself with the cartoons, I heard a voice telling me:
-Are you comfortable there?
-Yes, thanks, I'm comfortable here- I answered
When I turned back, there was once again Mister Joachin who was already back in the room, walking around the room he told me that my friends would not return until later that afternoon, they would have lunch with his wife's family, then he continued talking tome while he sat down in his traditional armchair in front of the television, but this time I was alone on the floor, sitting as comfortable as possible.
To all this, Mister Joachin continued to wear the only thing that had that loose and worn our boxer, I followed him with my gaze, I did not take my eyes off that man, I was ********** boy watching how a 35-year-old man walks there in his living room half-naked wearing nothing but baggy, wout-worn boxers.
Mister Joachin sat down and instantly got comfortable as usual, he spread his legs widely and threw himself back, when he made this movement one of his big and hairy balls came out of his boxer sleeve, I don't know if due to inertia or because the man stretched out his hand to return that precious ball to its place, but when he looked down at me, he noticed how I stared at the space between leg again, he still kept his hand between his balls; He saw my eyes fixed between leg, he removed his hand from between his balls and one of them came out again, my eyes were two white plates, wide open and of course that man was delighted with the gazes of a **********.
Mister Joachin surely remembered what had happened days before and he asked me without further consideration if I liked what had happened days before, I did not know what to answer, I could not gesticulate a single word, all I wanted is to continue looking at those balls and whatever was inside there, he noticed that and began to massage himself between his leg, I was there inert without being able to move, with my eyes fixed on those large and hairy balls, I began to move without will, my hands rose in the direction of those balls, only the sound of a moan woke me from my dream, when I came to him, I had my hands between Mister Joachin's balls and it was his groan that woke me up from daydreamig, his voice said:
-you like to play with my balls
-my broken voice just answered yes
-Wait- he said as he separated my hands from his balls at the same time that he lowered his boxer, now you can continue with your little game.
When Mister Joachin took off his boxer, a big, fat, venous cock jumped before my eyes, I stared at him and without being asked, I took it with my little hand and held it, I saw it and could not stop seeing it, I began to touching it and playing wit , it was a game that I didn't want to stop doing.
Mister Joachin's moans increased and did not stop; His hand was placed on mine and he set the rhythm of how I should move it, I was masturbating him,he was teaching me how I should do it.
A transparent and viscous liquid was coming out of his cock, I did not know what it was, it was nothing like I had ever seen. So, the curiosity to know what that liquid was led me to touch the tip of his cock and uncontrollably and put it in my mouth, it was insipid without flavor, Mister Joachin's voice cut me off from the trance I was in, I wonder why I had done it, he asked me if I liked it, to which I answered yes that it was something tasty; He told me to try more, to suck that liquid off the tip of his cock; Immediately afterwards I did it, I put the tip of his cock in my mouth, I savored that transparent and viscous liquid, I was delighted with Mister Joachin's cock and I'm not even talking about him, he would not stop panting and saying how delicious my mouth felt on his cock, that man was crazy to have his cock inside my mouth.
I do not know how long I was there but what I do know is that I liked it a lot, I no longer only sucked the tip of Mister Joachin's cock but I was already sucking all his cock, of course it did not fit in completely in my mouth but I went down with my tongue, I followed all the instructions from Mister Joachin, whose moaning voice told me what to do and how to do it; I kept sucking his cock I don't know for how long until I felt that Mister Joachin's body began to tense, his hands quickly went after my head as if preventing him from separating, without knowing what to expect, I continued with my homework, his legs stiffened, his breathing accelerated more than it already was, his voice told me "I'm coming, I'm coming, swallow all my milk baby" I didn't know why he was saying that and that's when I feel that his cock swelled and got bigger than it already is, my mouth could barely cope with the thickness of that cock and now it was swelling more, but despite that I did not let go of it, I kept sucking that cock that became my delirium, while I sucked and I felt that cock swelling I began to feel a hot liquid in my mouth, it was quite very abundant, "swallow my milk, come on baby, swallow my milk" said Mister Joachin and I did so, I swallowed that warm milk that came out of the cock of a 35-year-old man, it was delicious. I continued sucking Mister Joachin's cock until I felt that no more of that hot and thick liquid was coming out; I didn't want to get off Mister Joachin's cock until he told me:
-Alright baby, all the milk that could come out is already in you.
-I want more- I said without detaching myself from him
-Yeah baby, it won't come out anymore- he told me
-more more more- I said to him like a spoiled c***d
-You really want more milk, darling- Mister Joachin asked
-Yes! - I answered, still with his cock close to my face and running my tongue on the tip of his exquisite cock
-Very good baby I'll give you more milk but come let's go to my bed- said Mister Joachin taking me by the hand
And that's how that 35-year-old mature man gave me milk that day, but it didn't end there, but I'll tell you about that in the next chapter.
I did not go again to my friends' house until three days later, since I was a little afraid that Mister Joachin might say something about what happened, I did not know what he was going to tell me, he would scold me, he would tell my parents; I didn't know what was going to happen.
On the third day I came back. I remember it was Saturday and that meant games all day, I ran impatiently to my friends' house, I knocked on the door and nobody came out I knocked again and nothing, when I was about to leave, the door opens, it was Mister Joachin who just awoke, who opened the door and there was that big and though 35-year-old man who only wore a baggy and worn out boxer, standing there before me with a naked torso and his hairy thick in the same way, naked; I was hypnotized by the sight, when Mister Joachin looked at me and asked:
-what do you want?
-Nothing I just came to find your daughters to go out to play- I said with a tender voice
-They are not here, they went out with my wife to visit his family outside the city- Mister Joachin told me
-And will they be back soon?- I asked him
-I doubt it, they always take their time- he answered
Hearing this I felt discouraged, I did not know what to do, my plans fell apart, goodbye to my game day ...
-Well, could you tell them that I was looking for them- I told Mister Joachin
Upon hearing this, Mister Joachin knew that I would go, who can imagine what mischievous thoughts were going through his mind when he stopped me:
-Are you leaving?- he asked with impetus
-Yes- I answer- well, my friends are not here and I just wanted to play with them
-If you want you can wait for them here and you could watch television, your cartoons that you like so much- he said
-Yes- I just answered
I went into the house and sat in front of the television as usual, I turned it on and started to watch my cartoons, but when I turned around I didn't see Mister Joachin, he had disappeared.
I looked back at the television and I entertained myself with the cartoons, I heard a voice telling me:
-Are you comfortable there?
-Yes, thanks, I'm comfortable here- I answered
When I turned back, there was once again Mister Joachin who was already back in the room, walking around the room he told me that my friends would not return until later that afternoon, they would have lunch with his wife's family, then he continued talking tome while he sat down in his traditional armchair in front of the television, but this time I was alone on the floor, sitting as comfortable as possible.
To all this, Mister Joachin continued to wear the only thing that had that loose and worn our boxer, I followed him with my gaze, I did not take my eyes off that man, I was ********** boy watching how a 35-year-old man walks there in his living room half-naked wearing nothing but baggy, wout-worn boxers.
Mister Joachin sat down and instantly got comfortable as usual, he spread his legs widely and threw himself back, when he made this movement one of his big and hairy balls came out of his boxer sleeve, I don't know if due to inertia or because the man stretched out his hand to return that precious ball to its place, but when he looked down at me, he noticed how I stared at the space between leg again, he still kept his hand between his balls; He saw my eyes fixed between leg, he removed his hand from between his balls and one of them came out again, my eyes were two white plates, wide open and of course that man was delighted with the gazes of a **********.
Mister Joachin surely remembered what had happened days before and he asked me without further consideration if I liked what had happened days before, I did not know what to answer, I could not gesticulate a single word, all I wanted is to continue looking at those balls and whatever was inside there, he noticed that and began to massage himself between his leg, I was there inert without being able to move, with my eyes fixed on those large and hairy balls, I began to move without will, my hands rose in the direction of those balls, only the sound of a moan woke me from my dream, when I came to him, I had my hands between Mister Joachin's balls and it was his groan that woke me up from daydreamig, his voice said:
-you like to play with my balls
-my broken voice just answered yes
-Wait- he said as he separated my hands from his balls at the same time that he lowered his boxer, now you can continue with your little game.
When Mister Joachin took off his boxer, a big, fat, venous cock jumped before my eyes, I stared at him and without being asked, I took it with my little hand and held it, I saw it and could not stop seeing it, I began to touching it and playing wit , it was a game that I didn't want to stop doing.
Mister Joachin's moans increased and did not stop; His hand was placed on mine and he set the rhythm of how I should move it, I was masturbating him,he was teaching me how I should do it.
A transparent and viscous liquid was coming out of his cock, I did not know what it was, it was nothing like I had ever seen. So, the curiosity to know what that liquid was led me to touch the tip of his cock and uncontrollably and put it in my mouth, it was insipid without flavor, Mister Joachin's voice cut me off from the trance I was in, I wonder why I had done it, he asked me if I liked it, to which I answered yes that it was something tasty; He told me to try more, to suck that liquid off the tip of his cock; Immediately afterwards I did it, I put the tip of his cock in my mouth, I savored that transparent and viscous liquid, I was delighted with Mister Joachin's cock and I'm not even talking about him, he would not stop panting and saying how delicious my mouth felt on his cock, that man was crazy to have his cock inside my mouth.
I do not know how long I was there but what I do know is that I liked it a lot, I no longer only sucked the tip of Mister Joachin's cock but I was already sucking all his cock, of course it did not fit in completely in my mouth but I went down with my tongue, I followed all the instructions from Mister Joachin, whose moaning voice told me what to do and how to do it; I kept sucking his cock I don't know for how long until I felt that Mister Joachin's body began to tense, his hands quickly went after my head as if preventing him from separating, without knowing what to expect, I continued with my homework, his legs stiffened, his breathing accelerated more than it already was, his voice told me "I'm coming, I'm coming, swallow all my milk baby" I didn't know why he was saying that and that's when I feel that his cock swelled and got bigger than it already is, my mouth could barely cope with the thickness of that cock and now it was swelling more, but despite that I did not let go of it, I kept sucking that cock that became my delirium, while I sucked and I felt that cock swelling I began to feel a hot liquid in my mouth, it was quite very abundant, "swallow my milk, come on baby, swallow my milk" said Mister Joachin and I did so, I swallowed that warm milk that came out of the cock of a 35-year-old man, it was delicious. I continued sucking Mister Joachin's cock until I felt that no more of that hot and thick liquid was coming out; I didn't want to get off Mister Joachin's cock until he told me:
-Alright baby, all the milk that could come out is already in you.
-I want more- I said without detaching myself from him
-Yeah baby, it won't come out anymore- he told me
-more more more- I said to him like a spoiled c***d
-You really want more milk, darling- Mister Joachin asked
-Yes! - I answered, still with his cock close to my face and running my tongue on the tip of his exquisite cock
-Very good baby I'll give you more milk but come let's go to my bed- said Mister Joachin taking me by the hand
And that's how that 35-year-old mature man gave me milk that day, but it didn't end there, but I'll tell you about that in the next chapter.
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