Copyright- 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. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or would you just want to talk? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com. I don't bite =] Notes- I hope you enjoy this chapter of the story. =D
I woke up the next day with a feeling of emptiness and despair. Why? I don't know. I walked around the big metallic kitchen of Jorge's house pondering just why I felt like that. Mixed with emptiness and despair was the feeling that I was forgetting something which was very important. But damn what the hell was it? Holy crap I forgot to tell Eric I wasn't going to France! Damn I knew he had been crying his eyes out since yesterday. I picked up my phone, which was still on surprisingly, and called him. "Chris? What the fuck I thought you were in Europe." "Daddy let me stay." "Yet you're just now telling me this?" "Eric please don't be mad. I was with Jorge since yesterday and it just totally slipped my mind." "Are you at least gonna come see me?" "I'll come over now." "Ok Chris."
When I hopped out the shower I didn't have any clean clothes to put on. I thought Jorge was out of the house so I happily walked around completely naked. After searching his closet for something that could possibly fit me I came up empty handed and just laid down on his bed face down with my head in the pillow. As I laid there feeling very relaxed I couldn't help but get that weird feeling that someone was standing above and watching me.
I flipped around only to see Jorge standing there with the most caring of smiles. He sat down next to me and began to run his fingers up and down the middle of my back then slowly tracing circles on each of my butt cheeks. "You're my baby panda Chrissy!" he said as he grabbed on to my upper chest with a tight grip. "Why am I a baby panda?" "I couldn't think of any other animal that's cuter than a baby panda." "Aw that's so sweet!"
And it was a nice little gesture that assured me I was going to have a great day. I shook him off of me and furtively looked around the room. "Papi you don't have any clothes I can wear?" "You can rock some of my clothes from 8th grade." "Can I fit any of that stuff?" "Probably seeing as how I didn't have my growth spurt until the summer before high school started." "Well where is it?" "Look in that tumbler." He said as he pointed towards the back of his closet. I pulled out a magnificent little, red Aeropostale shirt which was sized small, just my size. "Ok I have a shirt now how about some boxers, jeans, and socks?" "Do you have to wear boxers?" "I don't freeball papi. That's how people catch that itchy shit." "Ight peep that top draw on the right and grab some boxers, the socks is under that, and the jeans are in the tumbler. "Jorge. Look at my feet and look at yours. I wear a size 7 and you tugging around them banana boat 11s how am I gonna fit your socks?" "Look in the fucking tumbler!" "Ok gosh why so much hostility?"
I had to journey down all the way to the bottom of the tumbler to pull out a pair of jeans sized 26, which were to big. In case you don't know I like my jeans to be tight. I threw some stuff around to find a size 24, yes now the perfect size! "Chrissy why do you wear your jeans so tight?" "I like my clothing to be tight." "So you trying to dress like us Spanish kids huh?" "Actually no. My jeans have been skinny since kingdegarten." "Ew to you to." "Your mother, her dirty ass pussy." I said with a phony smile. Jorge just crept off the bed and gave me a seductive look. As much as I would love to get my brains banged out I had to go see Eric instead. So I brushed his hand off my neck and walked away. "Where you going?" "Eric house!" "Can I come?" "Um. No?" "Por que Chrissy?" "Cause we're gonna I don't know just mind your business." "Bye whore." "Adios papi."
I pulled into Eric's driveway feeling lost. I had no idea on what to do or say or anything else. I just sat in my truck for a good 10 minutes just to think of what to say. I managed to come up with a response perfectly suitable for anything he could throw at me. If he was mad I had a response, if he was happy I had a response for everything I had a response. I ran around the house to his backyard to see him sitting comfortably under shade in some eccentric looking beach chair. "Hi bitch!" I exclaimed as I jumped into his lap with glee. "Chris!!! I'm so fucking happy you're here!" "Well duh." "How'd you let convice your dad to let you stay?" "You know how Eric. You told him all about me and Jorge so he just let me be here in peace." "Once again I come to your rescue I see." "Yes Eric thank you so very much." "Chris! Fuck Jorge I want you to live with me!" "No not gonna happen kid." "Why not?" "Because I can't live in a house with somebody I don't wanna fuck that's why Eric." "Well we can change that." He told me as he gently rubbed circles on the back of my neck. "Eric!" "What? I'm just playing you know I could never get freaky with my brother."
As I remain seated in his lap I seemed to be lost in time. I was on the brink of a good cat nap but seeing Jorge walk into the backyard bought me back. Why did he come here? "What the hell are you doing here?" I was going to ask that question but Eric beat me to apparently. "I couldn't come chill with ya'll? Am I not cool enough?" "We don't know." Me and Eric said in unison. "Chrissy why are you in his lap?" "He's my new boyfriend Jorge. Just except it." "Oh really? Well can I have a quick word with you?" "Ok Eric I'll be right back." "Ight Chris just make sure you don't fuck up my sheets or anything else." "Damn even Eric caught on to me and Jorge talking about fucking."
Jorge followed me into the first floor bathroom and whipped his massive dick out right on th spot. When I turned to face him he pushed me onto to the toilet seat then shoved that huge cock in my mouth with absolute force. I choked and gagged and tried to push some of it out but he latched on to the back of my head and pushed even more of his cock deeper into my throat. "Oh no Chrissy. I told you your mine now." I looked up to see him giving off a devious smile which backed up his statement of me belonging to him. Despite my constant gagging and nonstop gasping for breath Jorge continued to force feed his massive slab of meat deep down in my throat. I couldn't take this anymore and a breath or air was seriously needed, so I did would any smart person would do and I punched him right in this big hanging balls. "Ah shit what the fuck Chrissy?!" "Let me fucking breath dammit!" "Suck my dick!"
And with that said he pulled my jaw down with his finger and slammed his entire cock into my mouth. At first I was gagging and completely drenching his cock with my spit but after a while of him just keeping it all the way in my throat I finally got use to it. My gagging had finally stopped and now I could suck this dick just the way I wanted to.
As he slowly pumped his cock in and out of my mouth I twirled my tongue around as much as possible and jerked whatever part of it that wasn't in my mouth. I thought he was finally going to go easy on me but nope. As quickly as I got acquainted to his cock he pulled out and slammed it back in with quick succession. All my attempts of pushing him out of me were futile because he got a tight grip on the back of my head face fucked me half way to hell. At one point he put his feet on the toilet seat, placed my head flat on the back of the toilet, and basically laid on my face for a couple of seconds.
As much as I hated when he did that I was definetly loving the rush it was giving me. He pulled out only to slap that huge pole of a cock against my face. Damn that dick had weight! Jorge must have been hornier than ever because he swelled to a massive 13 inches long and thick like a can of pepsi. I grabbed his dick and gobbled down as much as possible only to get him to fuck my face just the way he fucks my ass. The pace in which his cock was hitting the back of my throat was extraordinary and the fact that he could last so long was equally amazing. If you were listening outside the bathroom door all you would hear is me gagging and Jorge moaning. I tried to push him out for another gasp for air. "What the fuck did I say?!" "Papi I need air!" "I don't give a fuck. Now open ya mouth." "Papi wait!"
He yanked me by my hair and shoved my face into his pubic area. I love it when a man dominates me like this. "Chrissy when I tell you to do something you better fucking do it!" "Well I don't want to." "You don't? Fine then."
I sat quietly on the toilet seat and watched Jorge pull his boxers and pants back on then walk out the bathroom. I didn't feel bad or anything though, why should I? I wasn't enjoying that blowjob as much as he was obviously. But anyway after I freshened up I walked into the kitchen to make myself something hot to eat. It's something about a sexual act that makes me incredibly hungry. Didn't expect to see Jorge leaning against the counter rubbing on his massive erection.
I seductively walked past him in order to get to the fridge but to get him hornier actually. I didn't bother to look at him however I could feel his eyes burning a huge hole into my back. "Chrissy can you make me something to eat?" "What would you like?"
He didn't say anything just crept up behind me and slowly rubbed his cock against my ass. I felt him push me against the fridgerator and then place my left leg up on the counter. I wrapped my hands back his neck and gently moved in sync with his motions. I knew he was enjoying this but shit I was hungry! "Come on Jorge go take a nap." "Baby! Why you stopped?" "I'm fucking hungry as hell." "Ok. But can I have it later?" I felt him rub his finger down the crack of my ass with a quick pace. "Sure why not." "Thats my girl."