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Little Swallow Surprise 14
I am Alejandro I am from Guatemala, and you've heard a lot about me. It's time that I spoke for myself again. I am Alejandro Wellmann. I'm sixteen turning seventeen living in the capital. My ancestors came to Guatemala in the nineteenth century and got involved in coffee farming. I'm 6' 2", blond, and quite athletic. In fact, I am the only blond boy in the Catholic school I attend in the city. I just finished my last year of high school and hope to study electrical engineering in Germany.
I sing in our school choir, and we recently returned from stellar performances in New York and Boston. I am gay, and considering how good-looking I am, you would have thought that there were lots of guys pursuing me. But I was very lonely and longed to be in any relationship.
My sexual awakening happened at the end of my primary school year. I had been chosen to attend a church camp for altar servers on the outskirts of the city. On this camp, we were trained to be servers at holy mass. The parish priest and a youth pastor from another parish organised the programme. There were some icebreaker games to start with and a talk by Fr Pedro. On Friday night we had a campfire and then had to go to sleep.
There was a lot of excitement, and we all got to sleep in a large room. My sleeping bag was next to Manuel's sleeping bag and once the lights went out and conversations died down, Manuel climbed into my sleeping bag with me. I shivered with excitement and immediately got an erection. He whispered and told me to be quiet and that he was going to show me how to masturbate. I felt his erection and he told me to hold it. He reached out and held mine, and he slowly moved his hand up and down my shaft. It felt out of this world, and at that moment, I knew then that I liked boys. I began to move my hand up and down his shaft at the same time and he quietly made some satisfying sounds. I suddenly felt a warm sensation develop in my groins and my body seemed to shudder. I had the most amazing sensation and Manuel told me that this was an orgasm. The next thing Manuel gasped and felt blobs of cum run onto my hand. Manuel climbed out of my sleeping bag and returned to his.
I was stunned. I lay there in silence. Later in life, when I ejaculated, I was always in a state of extreme bliss. Zero thoughts now and I felt my whole body tighten and under the influence of all the happy hormones gushing through my blood I was in an ecstatic state of joy, serenity, and bliss.
When the orgasm fades away it's not that I am immediately back into the real world. The feeling stays with me for quite some time. I am now tired, not in a bad way, but I just want to close my eyes and enjoy a relaxed state of mind. It feels that all my troubles and all my tension and stress came out with my cum.
Honestly, it reduces my stress and helps me sleep better. If I've had a long day or have a lot on my mind, doing it before bed really helps me unwind and kind of relax before trying to get some sleep.
It just feels good, it's hard to describe. I tried to talk about it when I was younger once and all my friends were like, 'Ew, we don't do that.' So, I stopped talking about it and even today I think it's hard for me to speak about it.
The next morning, we went to the showers before breakfast to clean up. My eyes were on stalks as I observed so many naked bodies at the same time. After showering we gathered in the chapel where the priests continued to teach us. After lunch, we were taken back to the city on the bus.
Manuel slapped me lightly on my arse when I was getting off the bus, and that was the last time I saw him. I am forever grateful for the night lesson he gave me.
As a high schooler, I was desperate to find another sexual partner. I was obsessed with the choirmaster Rafa Garcia. I was attracted to him as soon as he arrived at our school. He was from Barcelona, he had brown eyes, olive-coloured skin, and the perfect body. He became the focus of my masturbation fantasies and I regularly dreamed about him. But Rafa kept me at arms-length, insisting that as a teacher he couldn't go down this road.
I embarrassed myself on the choir tour and hid behind the curtain in Rafa's room while he was having sex with his New York friend. I had climbed through the window and waited for him to return. They never reported me, but I still regret this incident. Here is more detail. Some of the boys were watching TV in the lounge, and Rafa and Clinton went back to the room. I had climbed through the window and was hiding behind the curtain. Clinton grabbed Rafa as soon as he closed the door and pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was getting dark, and Rafa closed the curtains for privacy. They stripped and took a shower together, afterwards, Rafa took Clinton to his bed, and they kissed. Clinton was on top of Rafa and told him how much he missed him, he hadn't found a partner. I watched the entire scene, and my dick was hard. Unfortunately, Rafa found me behind the curtain.
The other incident happened at school. I fell in love with Klaus Hoffman (a friend of Rafa's) as soon as met him. We spoke German and he told me all about Hamburg, the city where I was supposed to do my engineering degree. I could have kissed him at that moment, but Rafa steered him away from me.
Rafa and Alex were at school one morning, and I arranged for Klaus to meet me at the apartment. We kissed as soon as I came into the apartment. I held him tight and felt his body against mine. We stripped off each other's clothes and I admired his naked body in the sunlight streaming into the room. His dick was parallel to his stomach as he took my hand and led me to the couch, where we lay so that we could suck each other's dicks at the same time. I was so randy that I shot off in Klaus' mouth in no time. My dick was too sensitive, and I asked him to stop sucking and to fuck me.
I lay on my back as Klaus lifted my legs and put lube on my hole. He smeared lube on his dick head and pushed into me. I grimaced but allowed him to enter. I felt his huge dick fill my hole and he slowly moved in and out. My legs rested on his shoulders, and I felt pleasure as his dick rubbed against my prostate. I was hard and suddenly, without any stimulation I shot onto Klaus' stomach. Klaus withdrew and shot his cum on my stomach groaning loudly. We hadn't seen Rafa come in and he was furious to find us and complained that Klaus had overstepped the mark. I kept interrupting and defending Klaus and told him that I made him do it.
"Klaus you should know better. Alejandro has just finished school and he's much younger, you should know better" Rafa said. I was sorry that we were caught, but I wasn't sorry that this had happened. It was an incredible encounter, and I wanted more.
Klaus and I met one more time before he returned home. He had booked into a cheap hotel close to the school and we spent an afternoon together. The room was dingy, but I didn't care. I was glad to be with this beautiful man again. We kissed, took our clothes off and got into the shower together. Our erections touched and I loved the feeling of his dick pressed against my stomach. We washed with cheap soap, and I explored his hole with my fingers. Klaus turned around and leaned against the wall with his hands above his head. I slipped my dick between his thighs, and he clenched his thighs, and I pushed in and out. I kissed his neck, and I shot my load between his legs. He turned and leaned with his back against the wall while I wanked him until he came. We rinsed each other off and then we dried ourselves.
We lay next to each other and covered ourselves with the old bedspread to warm up. Klaus told me about his life in Germany and his Jehovah's Witness community:
"Our Church group had regular Church conferences where we slept over. There was separate accommodation for adults and for the children. I stayed in the boys' dormitory. I was thirteen and there were only four boys in a large room. I climbed into bed wearing my. undies and a T-shirt. Jurgen switched the lights off and we spoke in the dark.
After about half an hour the room grew silent. Jurgen, a 15-year-old sneaked over and climbed into my bed. A was a little startled, but he put his finger on my lip a whispered that I should keep quiet. Next thing I felt his hand in my underwear, and he gripped my cock and started to masturbate me. I was immediately hard. He then took my hand and moved it to his hard penis. My heart was beating like mad, and I was trembling because of the thrill. This was something I had fantasised about a lot. We masturbated until we ejaculated, and then Jurgen kissed me on the mouth. He then snuck off to his bed."
I was hard again, and Klaus was playing with my foreskin. I stretched across and played with his dick. Light streamed through the well-worn curtains, and we were soon kissing again and wanking each other. Klaus asked me to fuck him. He took out the lube and smeared it on my dick. I had never done this before and was a little nervous. I smeared the lube in his hole, and he lifted his legs making it easier for me to enter him. Klaus allowed me to enter easily. I felt the pressure of his arse muscles around my dick as I moved in and out. The feeling was sensational, and he groaned as my dick touched his prostate. I found my rhythm and thrust in and out. It was a new experience and I shot inside Klaus. He was playing with his dick and ejaculated just then. I stayed inside him until my dick became flaccid. We snuggled together and I felt very satisfied. I was glad to live some of my fantasies with Klaus, and I wished I could leave with him. Klaus said that he would come visit in Hamburg when I got there. We kept our afternoon rendezvous secret and made sure we never told Rafa and Alex.
Note
In Chinese culture, the swallow holds a special place and is considered a symbol of good luck and prosperity. They are known for their beautiful song and their ability to build intricate nests.
The swallow is also seen as a symbol of freedom and independence. Its ability to soar through the skies with ease and grace represents the desire for liberation and the pursuit of personal freedom. Swallows are migratory birds that travel thousands of kilometres each year, returning to their nesting sites in China during the spring season. Just as the swallow is not bound by the constraints of the ground, individuals who resonate with this symbolism seek to break free from societal expectations and live life on their terms.