I woke up the next morning feeling really relaxed, the way you feel after an evening of hot gay sex. I could still picture that hot muscle god, Rony, and the events that transpired at The Green House sauna the evening before.
I had no idea if I would see him again, but I had given him the name of the hotel I was staying in and told him to meet me at 10am in the morning.
There was nothing on the agenda for the day, so I met some of the students for breakfast and we headed out to do some last minute shopping. At 10am I was back in my room, waiting for the handsome bodybuilder. I was still there at 10:15am. And I continued to wait beyond 10:30am.
At 11am I figured Rony was not interested in meeting again, so I left and met a few of the college students to get some lunch. They had been very helpful during the past week, translating Portuguese into English for me, so I offered to treat them to lunch.
We were walking down the road, heading for a nice café, when out of the blue this man runs up to me and starts shouting in non-comprehendible Portuguese. The students thought I was being mugged, but I realized it was Rony -- and told them I knew him from a nightclub I went to the previous evening. He said he had tried to find me at the hotel, but didn't remember my room number. He told the man at the front desk that he was looking for some American. They directed him to my two friends -- the ones who first took me to The Green House. They were in the process of having additional playtime with their boy from the previous evening, and were not happy to see Rony. They told him they had no idea where I was.
At this point I couldn't imagine what the college students were thinking. Here was this hot guy chatting away to me, and I couldn't understand a word he was saying. One of the students tried to translate, and I told her to tell Rony that I would be back at the hotel after lunch. The students knew I was gay, but I doubt they knew they had just met my sex partner from the previous night. I made up a story that I had met him at a nightclub, and he agreed to be photographed in my room. I am an artist and I like painting men I've met. I don't know if they believed me or not, but it didn't really matter.
So, the students and I continued to the café, and I ordered a round of Caipirinhas (the official drink of Brazil). I really wasn't in the mood to eat lunch -- knowing what was waiting for me at the hotel. Halfway through the meal, I excused myself, paid the bill, and ran back to the hotel. Across the street, at a small bar, was Rony -- having a beer.
I signaled that I was back and he joined me as we headed for my room.
I could not wait to undress this beautiful dark skinned man. I wanted to feel and taste his entire body. I loved touching his biceps, triceps, abs, quads and calves. They were rock hard -- as I was by that time. It didn't take him long to come to attention either. His mushroom head was working its way out of his foreskin.
I got to my knees and took him in my mouth. I could hear his soft moans as I moved his cock further and further into my mouth. He placed his hands on my head and helped achieve the rhythm that was going to get him off. I played along, but had no intention of letting him cum too soon.
I lay on the bed, and signaled that I wanted him to reciprocate. You don't really need to speak the same language to enjoy man to man sex. He placed my cock in his warm mouth and began going up and down. In about two minutes I was hard as a rock, and felt my cock had grown larger than my normal 7 inches. I looked in Rony's eyes as he continued to bring me pleasure. He really knew what he was doing.
Before long, I told him I wanted him to fuck me. I put a condom on his fat thick cock, lubed my ass, and waited for the pleasure and pain that I knew would follow. Slowly he entered me, and just as I was about to scream from the pain, he slid all the way in. He started pumping slowly at first, and when I began moaning, he increased the rhythm. I could see his muscular body begin to sweat as he continued to pound me. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and signaled him to slow down. Since he didn't speak English, he assumed I wanted him to go harder, which he did. Well that was all I needed to go over the top. My cock began pulsating as cum was covering my entire chest. Rony took no time to totally fill the condom in my ass. He collapsed on my body, spreading my cum between our sweat.
Wow -- was that amazing, even better than the previous evening -- where we had to fuck in a confined space. Rony lay there for a while, before withdrawing from my ass and removing the cum filled condom. He emptied on my chest and mixed our two loads together with his hands. It felt great being rubbed down by this hot muscular man.
We finally regained our composure, and took a well needed shower. I loved washing his entire body, of course I got to play with his cock again and finger that beautiful bubble butt. I really wanted to fuck him, but wasn't sure he wanted it.
We dried off, and I told him that I had some clothes I wanted to give him as a gift. The professor had told us that clothing was very expensive in Brazil and that anything we could bring and leave would be greatly appreciated. Well I wasn't going to just give the clothes to Rony, I wanted him to model them for me. So I started with some of the less revealing articles -- shorts, t-shirts and jeans. He tried each one on, and posed as I took photographs. Then I gave him the tank tops and bikini underwear, which he really liked. He filled them out beautifully, and I still have the photos, which I'm looking at as I write this story.
After he modeled all the clothes, he continued to let me photograph his naked body, as he flexed those fine muscles. I must have taken over 100 shots. I then started feeling those hard hot muscles again. I laid him down on the bed as I began to massage his back. He started to moan when I started to finger his ass. First one finger, then two and finally three. I knew he liked it from his movements and sound. Now was the chance I was waiting for. I quickly put on a condom, which was strategically placed on the nightstand. I didn't even need any lube as I quickly entered his hot muscular ass. I started thrusting immediately as he moaned and screamed at the same time. I knew if he didn't like it I would never have gotten that far. He was far stronger than me, and would have tossed me off in no time.
Well I continued to fuck that hot ass for all it was worth. Before long, I felt I was about to shoot my second load of the day. In another minute I had one of the most amazing orgasms of my life. It went on and on and on. Now it was my time to collapse on Rony. He didn't move for about five minutes, when I finally had enough energy to withdraw my now softened cock.
We showered each other again, then dried each other and got dressed. I paid Rony for the second time in two days, and watched him leave with a bundle of my clothes in his hands. If I ever go back to Joao Pessoa, I will definitely look for a hot man walking around in my clothes. I love thinking of his cock enclosed in the same underwear that I previously wore.
As usual, I would appreciate your comments. Please send them to goodguy321123@yahoo.com. This is the second and final chapter to My Boy from Brazil. I did receive some very constructive comments and suggestions on my last story -- Bali Four Hand Massage, and thank those readers as well.