Thursday, May 28, 2009

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- Well, at least to me, a woman has touched me in my life! - Luca vindictive said in reply to my playful provocation, sending panicked right (not even a m'avesse made his move d ' aikido!). Who? How? When? immediately occurred to me that his mother touched his willy while a child was bathing, but then I realized that was unlikely, even for him, the mother figure ch'elevasse a female icon for more in the erotic sense of "woman", but then who was that unfortunate? - Who excuse? - calmly asked her to conceal my inner torment.
- Doctor! - said, reflecting that I knew every minute of his life - one that has me scappellato! - Pointed out: AAHA ... ' that ' Dr. ...
- Ah, well ... but, for that matter, then to me a doctor has touched me in my life! - and Unlike her mother was not there with me in my room!
- When? -
- not know, will have been in sixth grade ... when I visit ... - Shit! but then he too will have it done ... - I realized - so we were not equal in terms of Toccata in those parts ...
- What!? - exclaimed in surprise.
- In sixth grade! You will not have made the visit? Or maybe you were sick ... -
- .. Yes, maybe ..., - Recalling mutilated: - but I did not touch! - Well, better! however, did not could forget it if it happened, as he remembered the time he was nine years old! Perhaps, then, was only our doctor, who enjoyed the perverted touch the pistols of us children of the medium. - But what did he do? - asked question: I had turned on its prurient curiosity.
- Nothing - I atteggiai to cool: - more or less what he did to you! - and made me sign the scappellamento - ... Well, I did not open, and then before I touched the ball! - specificai.
- But then you touched it or not? - he was only interested in knowing if they had even touched me or if he was just the only holder of this unusual record.
- Yes! but not like you! -
- mean? -
- scappellato That's me ... -
- ... well to me! -
- mhmm, but let me finish! To you have the "open" in the sense of 'scappellato for the first time', not me instead! and then I ... I did not have hard - and this was a source of pride for me, because it meant that I, on the contrary him, I was a little boy who was not in any excitement for nothing, including a doctor ugly! and then there was the matter of the mother as well: that in my case was not in the studio with me to watch, but maybe it was better to fly on this if I did not want him pissed off, as often happens if you pointed out something that According to him, could make it look 'small'. But the attention was focused the whole of Luke if one be one aspect: - But then why did you? - asked me, his face looked like a question mark.
- To check if it opened! Come, I'll show you! - took it the arm and dragged him with me until the couch, had nothing to do a shit, but after all that scappellature words and tokens, I had come to want to touch it, just did not know that to find an excuse.

Luca carried away quietly, led by the hand like a child unable to express his own self-will, I had never seen so meek: I thought bore a message: 'do with me what you want,' and I I: - From stripped! -.
- ... Why? -
- I see what you made me ... then stripped: I was in his underwear! - and thing is that he had asked me anything, but also began to undress. Bravo, very good, I liked to see him naked too, especially now that the it fits so well placed to his obedience: - No, leave! The vest I had it ... - perfect, now exactly as I was then, only that he was prettier than me.
Senz'obiettare followed my advice and get on the couch while m'ubbidiva, I jumped on the chewing that bare shoulder, which seemed to bare for me. - Mmm ... good! So ... - I was enchanted by her beauty.
- So ...? - he was to get them going.
- Now! ... okay, she weighed and measured me first ... - but that we had already done ... - ... Then me out, like you now, and (treacherously) me pulled down her panties! - to think of it that I should not be so different from her now, just that I had I undic'anni, not fourteen! Then I noticed that its pretty hard randazzo s'evidenziava already visibly under the vest, which fortunately covered it, but its shape also made me embarrassed, perhaps because m'immedesimavo too, with him for now, in me since then ; Luke then granted me to lower my panties and so with a shudder of lust, it was as if he found out now and then me. I was again charmed by his nakedness, or rather his genitalia, although now it was only that of the Maronites, but where else I found a nice pair of chestnuts most of those two pendulous testicles! - Then he touched the chestnuts! - I told him, and then took it just like you, to make him feel the same discomfort that gave me a good insulators gonad between his fingers - remember who gave me a tremendous annoyance ... - I said, in fact, he movette leg discomfort.
- Yes! by ... -
- Wait, I did the other ... - and also that other gl'isolai testis: I liked it too hard to hear the bean into his scrotal sac, and then I was a fan of the "reconstructions" and if I did, I did for the good ...
- Come on ...! - repeated annoyed: - Then who did? -.
- I felt touching my dick! - and finally I revealed the bigwig: Mom cannon! was already hard in the barrel! - Oh well, my then was not so hard ... - and not so long!
- Mmm! then ... - he was only interested in that I arrived to the point.
- ... took me here (under the Chapel) and pulled up and down to see if it ran! - and I for that stupid show, I had all the pantomime ... -_-'! Then he began to masturbate.
- Well, you did not measured?! - Luca asked almost in surprise.
- ... But Luke was a doctor, not a maniac! - but what kind of hits he had imagined ... with doctors in guêpière and fishnet stockings? - and I do not think they did either of you ... -.
- No. .. But I said ... - furbettino said with his eyes, as if to imply some kind of appreciation for his intimate measure.
- What the fuck you want to grant you success commented! - I replied.
- ... Nothing, however, said that "there" ... - continued.
- "were there "...!? ... To nine years?! -
- Veh, who was so ...! - showed me his hand.
- So those will be, yes and no, eight - nine centimeters at the most ... - the ridimensionai his grand'affarino, then began to masturbate all those inches long, and now, yes, you could say that, in fact, there was ... It seemed to run your hand along a rod of iron, hard and hot , besides long! Furthermore, it was impressive to see him with that thing so firmly to its innervated appear, now that the nudezza transpired throughout his thinness. The
I laid a hand on his stomach to follow him breathe, and that's good to hear all that busy little body to the goal of orgasm: the natural activity would be much more complete than the body could do: all the muscles spasm contracts pending, circulation in turmoil, the mind is made against a single target and those hands, her little hands, in vain search for something to grasp, I put the bird in hand and immediately pressed him Luca. He began to masturbate, but the impulse of force that gave me, I immediately poured on his penis, he now began to puff. I saw his body tense, her back arching, and svibradurai, and Luke shouted his first moan of enjoyment. While they were rolling, I was wondering why his mother did not feel right now, fourteen years - approaching the right age for sex - the need to take it to another beautiful bell'ometto andrological visit her, and indeed I would have offered myself to make him, even before her: I would I checked the descent of the testes, their size, evaginazione of the glans, and also the sensitivity of barnacles to oral stimulation, instead of the vagina, which I did immediately. I dove on the chapel and thought about what a slender woman, even touching him with wealth, could never give him what I, at that time, the donavo with my devotion, I began to suck deep throat and handle the testes in while with the other brandishing the pole firmly, and the third almost my hiccup, because of his penis up in my throat, I felt at last his fountain.

Luca stopped slowly to wail and shake the penis, and I his now snerbo; was amazing to me how a thing so big and tough little thing that could shrink and become so humble and tender, resting on her belly, turning a blind eye, it seemed to me hours to finish proboscidina rocket with a short, now that was itself a long smooth trunk, and down there the blonde hair that I so loved to caress. I got up to kiss him on that terrible pisellessa, but when I got up, Luke stopped me: - Where are you going? - he said - now it's my turn! -.
- What? -
- Afarti see what has made me! -
- Okay '... But I'm not counting! - precisai immediately.
- Okay ... -
- ... than I pull down her pants, ankle ... -
- Okay ', I was so much! -
- But how ...! - had visited his shirt and everything else I wear?: - Sorry, but how did he visit you? -.
- But I visited, I went there just for that! - that is to have it scappellare ...? no, stop! of that story did not want to know anything else!
- Well ... toh! then ... - I pulled down the suit, but when it came to underwear ...
- No, 'it! I do, I have to pull down her ... - argh! Luca ... enough! I felt like crying as I wanted to be part of that chapter of his life, maybe even be the assistant to the doctor for potergli be close ... and then I lowered her panties with my dick in the wind vane pointed now against it. On his invitation I lay askew on the couch, and complained that Luke was not the right position.
- Luca is so if you're lucky, otherwise it's the same ... - m'impuntai: I had to show him every now and then, was I the greatest!
- Okay ... - Luca said, softening the tone immediately, then I took the Maronites brand with great satisfaction, but not because of what you do to someone else what he did before thee, but of those that when you take a large crowding nice pair of chestnuts that fill the palm.
- So now that you told you that "you were there "...? - provocai.
- No, first! when she pulled down her pants ... - damn ...! I wanted to jump him!
- Okay so what made you? -
- E. .. scappellato me! -
- .. Just like that, right?! -
- yesss! - and I took him in the process of scappellarlo.
- And you scream ... - remembered.
- Yes! - well remembered!
- Then start ... - and when I opened a little penis, I began: - EU ... EU ... EU ... - imitating the cry of a newborn.
- not true! I did not do that! -
- But yes! - continued: - gnueh ... gnueh ... - then Luca hit me scappellò inserting half in my mouth.
- No, wait! Menamelo first! - protested, then began to lash roughly, squeezing almost to the point of pain and scappellandolo every down, so vehement was really exciting: it reminded me so much that I had known the Firstborn of the sea ... and then he asked: - You scappello it too? -.
- Yes, indeed! - and with a scappellatina and lick their fingers, his fingertips was soon rubbing my glans.
- Ahh ... Luca ... - moaned turning look back and when reclinai head again, I saw him turn around barnacles around the groove with lustful language: - Dai ... Go Luke! - the incited, but Luke continued to lick at svibradurarmi, tocchicchiarmi again at the tip, in short, everything except make me come. He continued with practical sado-erotic to me beg to come, and only then decided to grant magnanimante orgasm. I felt humiliated, but, while I held her hands to her head, each thrust shouted his name, looked at the blonde Cucuzza move up and down and then she thanked her to orgasm.
Luca continued to suck even when he was finished, it almost seemed to want to fun bobbing in the penis with the mouth, like a dog who would not give up his bone, then finally Smolle the bite. - You did not come very much! - criticized me com'ultimo act of humiliation, almost m'avesse wanted to show that m'aveva caught red-handed after a masturbation.
- Eh ... I came the other day ... - I apologized, now it was like doverosissimo come together as a pair of lovers-used, only one man to the other, and then squatted over my body kind, dop'essersi reassembled, with my fiddle penalties until the arrival of my mother.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

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eye does not see that there is luckily 'Hubble.

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And then there who has the courage to get bored.

Friday, May 15, 2009

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...- Come on, Anna ... - I grumbled, and she walked away, however, did not take much to dissuade a simple year-old instead of a em - a tooth instead of a lip - and now one simple sentence, which otherwise could look of mock modesty, sounded cold and distant, so as to give up even the most loving mother's heart. I did not malice, but that, sedic'anni, not get decent hug from her mother, even if you have high fever, are destroyed on the couch, and I am three days that not even go to school!
- ... Oh, excuse me if I wanted to feel the fever! - No, she was worth a hug, which was different!
- But go! - by voice exclaimed the supine and nasalized for the pillow to my face.
- Ooh! Veh, honey, today I was at home for you! - taunted me.
- And who has asked!? - I said I with the voice even more nasalized stuck to his face in the pillow, as my behavior is not befitting to the situation, and I knew it, but I could not even go back to the natural "sprezzanza" youth pride that nags at the time of the comparison.
- ... "Who asked me? Gets a lot of courage! - Gliss phlegmatic self: - You are here with a fever at thirty-nine and you think I'll leave you home alone?! - but what a drag! but because it went off and left me to make a nice saw! - Rather, did you get the medicine? -.
- But Siiiii!! - well, well ... but not like I was a kid!? not c'avevo mica diec'anni!? and luckily the door rang.
between tinnitus and rustle for otitis, I thought he odire the silvery voice of Luke, or Luke ... Luca ... where are you? (The invoked at my bedside) because you come to me, if you are here? but maybe you're just the illusory result of my own hallucination. Then, after an interminable fifteen minutes, she came back with: - Who was he? - I asked.
- was Luke, had come to see you, but I had to send away: you must rest! - order: - Smh! - gave a mixture of puffed rice and restrained annoyance: - ... But if you insist, you just got him ...! - said and walked away with other farneticherie.
He returned shortly afterwards to say he would go away and come back soon.
- Yes, good ... go '! - goes' home to leave your only son, alone and with a high fever: a fever ...

The door closed, and I finally saw my beautiful shoot me thinking back to my Luke.


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I was shooting a very good crosscut saw, when the door rang out: "Mmm ... but cheppalle! But not whether it can take back the keys! "complained, not shouting at my mother, then I went to the door open, but I found myself in front of Luke: - Well! - I exclaimed, astonished.
- Hello ... - told me with his sweet little face and helmet sott'al arm.
- But how did you do? - m'affacciai to check that there was my mother, then I retired for the rigors of the cold.
- ... Eh, I jumped! - candidly said: my little saltacinte:)
I thought for a moment to let it go or not, then dragged him into it: - Come on, come in! Do not stand at the door, ch'ho cold! What are you doing here? -.
- I have come to see you! - said as he pulled into it: - You did you find me ... - is legitimate.
- Yes! -
- and then too! - remarked the reciprocity of courtesy, will be ... but to me it sounded not yet clear.
- But in a little 'back to my mother ... - the warned and he knew why.
- Okay ', but I'm leaving soon! - secured, in short, he wanted to stay: I closed the door and I did accommodate. His unexpected presence, however, I was troubled and my penis revealed the fact but I touched it, but his mischievous smile, disturbed me, though: almost had come there on purpose for that, then there was the matter of my mother that worried me: Oh well, at the end of his cock ... it would be him having touched and sends itself to justify and to have slipped - making, among other things, a burglary - after the ban received.
We sat quite silent and watching TV, basically after the first greetings to tell us what else we had, and then I saw him rather embarrassed in that situation, maybe for that thing - I suspected - and that he had come to ask me now, He realized, he could not ask for more. Kept to observe that Firstborn, but he did nothing: it is not cheating, he watched TV and the imperturbable seem satisfied only by that, by being with me to do, in fact, the friend who had come simply to find a friend . Maybe I was wrong to think about him, see him as just a sex-hungry Firstborn, maybe I was too biased against him.
- Are you tired? - asked me while spigozzavo .
- Mh! - I agreed, thinking what I would have liked to rest on his shoulder.
- Lay, the ... - invited me on his lap, making a sign with his hand.
Mmm, lie down on the legs of a first? the proposal, too, lured me ... but I also seemed to give him too much (he would be in a position of natural advantage and inevitable subjection of I) and make ridiculous (I am on my knees for a smaller one!) and then, sorry ... but if I refused to accept the pampering by my mother, why would I agree to lie down on his legs!? - No, - (thanks, ..) refused.
- On! - encouraged me. Obviously not my refusal had not seemed so sure.
- But vah ... -
- Come on! - Persisted, and then I think its pretty face, I haul. I came inches away from his pack healthy, and finally realized: - Veh, Luke, who today just can not ...! - I got up and he looked at me puzzled - I can not just take it in your mouth! I only just eat the vomit! -.
- But according to you! - almost shocked me exclaimed: - I came just to see you, how did you! - and in that "you ," that is me, I did not read, by his tone, what I did: a saw, a bidet, the accompanying the bed, but the pampering, the star happily together, caresses, so dejected I fell on his thin legs, silenced. Luke immediately began to caress her hair and now even a smile appeared on his face, was really nice to be there: his legs were of a confortezza infinite, of a comfort that I never imagined before, without trying, and while I looked my beautiful Firstborn caress me, then my eyes fell on his flap scary, wearing those tight jeans tight around the waist, but that made him a monster pack, a hill, in short, of unimaginable proportions, which could not be resisted. I closed my eyes, and as he caressed me, I stroked her with the thought boffice parcel c'intrufolavo in and then I was already hard for me to do his best; aaahhhhh ... if only I could ... but I was immobilized: I had my boy wizard again bewitched, and now I could not move his hand, sat next to her, to bring his noble pack. How I wished that he had pulled out and postomelo directly inside the mouth, scappellato already, then I would have sucked huge pacifier com'un: what it was! Yes, I started to do just as little, as I was on my mother's legs, right on that couch and sucking my pacifier - quirk that would have held up to four years - and she stroked me, what I liked. .. just as now I would have liked to suck his big dummy. My mind wandered as a cloud of ethereal thoughts pei drowsiness, dwelling, now here, now there, like most fantasies, just like what the mind relaxed before the break, flits between the dream world and, unknown what is the reality .

Luca When I woke up there was more, but I saw her with the bags of groceries.