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My name is Demitiri and I am a 18 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thought, comments, suggestions? Please be gentle. TEmail-demitiriK@yahoo.com :)
Look at me. I'm a geek. Nothing more nothing less. My father abondoned my mom who is now a raging abusive alcoholic. My grandparents and the rest of my family has cut us out of their life yet on the outside I seem to be just fine. I'm a 18 year old high school senior who has been making straight A's since kingdegarten. I'm a small 5'8 and 130 pounds so I'm skinny all over. My natural hair color is strawberry blonde and I like to let t sweep over my left eye and have the rest of it brushed back. I have natural big sky blue eyes, a slender nose, full pinks lips which all magically complement my somewhat pale white skin. I can thank my French Canadian background for my looks. And yeah it's where I got the name Christiano L'vosierre.
But enough about me I think I should talk about my quick meeting with super celebrity of the school Jorge Ramos. He's been my only crush of my life since he bullied me that first time in freshmen year. Jorge is complete Colombian with sexy brown, juicy red lips, a fat but long nose, and he always kept his black hair nicely trimmed. Despite his features which sound ugly on paper he is nothing short of beautiful. Jorge stands at 6'0 weighs around 160, has a chiseled 6 pack, long muscular legs, strong arms, and a nice slab of meet. I became acquainted with his body during one gym class in junior year. After fake running the track for 10 minutes I hit the showers and he seemed to flow in only minutes later.
I was just standing there letting the hot water run the sweat off of my body. "How do you sweat from a fake ass run like that?" He asked me with a jerk kind of undertone. "I actually ran for real at times. So that would explain those drops of water I had." I replied with a bitchy undertone.
"Well, damn, I was only asking you a question. Don't be catching no attitude with me, 'ight?"
"Well first of all I was in here minding my business and then you stroll in here like Chris Tucker and shit asking me a stupid fucking question tryning to sound all tough and shit. So if I want to give you an atitude I'm gonna give you a fucking atitude. Shit." Boy it felt so good to tell of a guy who's been mean to me for the last four years.
Jorge wasn't actually the bully of the school he was more of the "uber popular guy". But the real bully never bothered me for some reason, actually nobody ever bothered me except for Jorge. Why? Hell if I know.
Jorge just stood there for a couple of seconds staring at me trying to figure out when did I grow the balls to stand up to a guy who could wear me out in less than a minute? When he finally came to the conclusion of what happened he walked over grabbed me by the throat and pushed me up against the wet wall with our bodies touching in all the right places. I was a little scared at first because he had some rage in his eyes which then turned into lust.
"Who the fuck are you talking to like that?"
"Nobody, I'm sorry."
I went from being the new tough guy back to being the little scared boy I really am. "Thats what I thought, let that sweet little mouth of yours slip again and I'm going make you realize how sorry you are." What did he mean by all of that? I have no idea but I'm definetly going to have to get smart again with him so I can find out.
Well finally school is over but unfortunately I have to stay a wee bit later to finish typing my report, damn that Dunkin Donuts coffee for spilling on my keyboard. Goodness it's now 4pm and I'm done with my damn essay. I run to the English room, hand it to my teacher and exit the school toward the parking lot. I notice two cars there my blue chevy tahoe which costed only two summers worth of my income and no it isn't a hooptie. The other car is a super sexy black corvette and I have no idea who it could belong to.
But anyway I walk around to the driver side of my truck look down and see Jorge wiping bird shit off his front left tire. Trying to start something up I drop my keys right on his head. "What the fuck?!" he says the moment he turns around to see me standing above him. "My bad. Seeing you there shocked me a little bit but calm down you ain't dead."
"What bitch?"
Now that little comment right there pissed me off and I gave him real atitude.
"Dont call me no fucking bitch!" and with that said I just swung my hand and ended up smacking the religion out of Jorge. Damn I ain't know I could hit someone that hard. I turned around, opened my car door, jumped in, and out of the blue Jorge flew into my car and tackled me into the passenger seat. He slammed the driver door behind me and gave me a beat down I'll never forget.
"Are you fucking stupid?!, what's wrong with you?!," was all he said between punches that came a mile a minute with the force of a freaking rhino. I went wild and started to kick the hell outta his legs and pelvis and tried to get to the back row asap. But when I thought I was free he grabbed me by my hair and just layed on me pushing down all his weight. "Jorge I'm sorry, please get off. It hurts"
"It what?"
"I said it hurts!" despite the pain I was getting so horny from this.
"What did I tell you earlier about your atitude?"
"I forgot"
"Oh you forgot? Alright let me refresh your memory" and at that moment he grabbed my ass and squeezed as hard as possible.
Now this pain was enjoyable. "Jorge please, please I'm begging you. Ohh it hurts stop please" this guy actually had me pleading.
"You want me to stop?"
"Yes so very much!"
"Ok. Who's your papi?"
"You are, you're my papi" all this talk was getting me horny again and I felt Jorge getting hard as well. He then sits in the bucket seat and picks me up to put me on his lap. "What are you doing?" I ask out of curiousity.
"I want you" Jorge admitted he wants to be with me or fuck me I wasn't to sure on which one.
"I'm not gay" I said.
"Oh bullshit don't even front."
"How did you know?"
"Chrissy, you give off vibes. But you only give them off around me. In school you act like a little ass punk and you don't bother anybody. But whenever it's me and you alone you sure do find a whole lot of courage."
"My name isn't Chrissy. It's Christiano so learn the fucking difference. Bitch."
"See there goes that unknown courage again. But I like it cause everytime you do it I wanna grab you by your neck, throw you against the wall and put that ass back in check."
"Whatever. Ain't nobody putting me in no fucking check." at this point I was being rude whenever I talked just for his reaction. "Oh so nobdy putting you in check huh?" Before I could answer I was on my knees with head deep into Jorge's lap trying like hell to get some air. He was way more stronger than me so I had to bite down hard on his dick so he would let go. He let go of my head but obviously not because he was in pain. Since he had on gym shorts he quickly whipped out his dick and I was speechless. This meat was truly another arm growing from his pelvis. It looked to be about 11 inches long with the thickness of a flashlight. His balls sat under it and they were as big as golf balls in a hanging sack.
"Now bite it again."
"Umm. I think I'm just gonn go now."
Before I could go anywhere he grabbed the back of my head and said "You can either stay down and suck or you could get up and I'll just have to fuck you a new hole. So which would you prefer?" I actually did prefer to get fucked but that monster looked like it could bust my anus wide open. So I stayed down and sucked.
I got it wet by gently licking all over the place then I tried to throat it. I worked myself past the head and another two inches and started to choke. It was way to big to go any further but Jorge didn't care. He slammed the whole thing down my throat and I almost threw up on it. Then he pulled me by hair and bobbed my head up and down on this freaking salami.
After five minutes if him slamming it down my throat whenever he wanted I finally got use to it and stopes chokig so muh. Now it was my turn. I never sucked a dick before but I've seen plenty of porn to know what a guy does and does not like. I started sucking the head while jerking the shaft spitting and slobbering all over the place. Then I deep throat the whole thing while twirling my tounge around the head.
"Suck my fucking ... dick Chrissy. Gobble it up. Work that fucking tongue." And boy I was working it. After some intense sucking I went down and sucked his huge balls one by one. But that was wack so I had to go back to that minster cock of his. Jorge pulled his shorts down to his ankles pulled me so my ass was in the air and started fucking my throat with a passion. When he stopped I kept his head down in my mouth and bit down on the shaft. I could tell by his non stop moaning and dirty talking that I was giving him the best blowjob ever.
I was sucking so good without warning he shot 5 thick and hot ropes of cum down into my throat. "Damn, Chrissy, you officially my new toy" he told me with a smile. "Seriously, my name isn't no damn Chrissy, it's Christiano!" He grabbed me by my hair yet again. "Did I fucking ask you?"
"I'm sorry papi."
"That's my girl."
Oh my I was definetly going to like wherever this was gonna go.