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My year in Brazil part 6 (part 5 from Nov. 20, 2006 COLLEGE)
I turned the water on and got into the shower. It was great to let the water flow run over my face and sweaty body. I ran my hands along my body parts to clean them up though I knew I'd end up needing another shower before the night ended. And the anticipation of what would happen at Alberto and Sandro's house kept my body occasionally shaking with excitement. I reached up to the shower wand which was needed to clean out down where JC shot quite the deposit of his manly seeds. The spraying warm water on my asshole felt relaxing. I let out a small sigh, closed my eyes, and felt the grin on my face get bigger and bigger by the second. All this action and yet I hadn't even completed a week of my stay. <And now, it's great to read the journal I kept back then. The first section alone gets read over and over!> Then, the curtain started to open as I heard JC say "Hey Nate, I need to wash me off too." As I hung up the water wand, I watched him slowly finish opening the curtain. I was fascinated checking out how one of his massive arms held the flimsy curtain open as he handed me a towel with his other hand. We just stood there for a moment and grinned at each other. My eyes started to wander down to look at his bulky pecs but I heard him clear his throat. Looking back into his dark eyes, I acted disappointed and said "C'mon now bro. Get in and I'll soap you down." "No no Nate." he replied with a smile on his face. "You go dry yourself and then listen for Sandro to arrive here." With a pouty smirk on my face, I took the towel from him and stepped out of the tub as he and his caramel-colored, brawny body stepped in. He still reeked of sweat that I could smell as we passed by each other. "Bring me the towel when you finish, Ok little brother?" he said as he pulled the curtain closed. "Maybe" I responded, and we both chuckled. I wrapped the towel around my waist and left the bathroom entering into the bedroom. I saw that JC had stripped the sheets off the bed and had replaced them with fresh ones. JC yelled from the bathroom "Maybe Sandro arrives in ten or fifteen minutes!
Nate, you can choose me some clothes to wear for when I finish the shower, please?" "Yep. I will!" I shouted back. After a little rub-down with the towel, I pulled it off and threw it over the chair where JC must have removed the clothes he put there before. Standing there as naked as the day I was born, I pulled out a dresser drawer and found a tank top. I couldn't wait to see JC with that on since it'd leave a lot to see. It'd barely cover his broad shoulders and chest. The lower part would be tight against his beefy tank abdomen. In that same drawer I found a pair of JC's light fabric shorts that I knew would fit me. Not wanting underwear, I put on his pair of shorts and then found myself a shirt to put on. Just then, I heard the water turn off. I grabbed the towel knowing JC soon expected it. I walked into the bathroom and over to the tub as JC pulled open the shower curtain. I threw the towel to JC, then turned around, and headed back to the bedroom. On the bed, I lay down on my back putting the pillow under my head so I could watch him come out. Coming through the door frame, he walked over to the end of the bed. Undoing the towel wrapped around his waist, he pulled it off to further dry his hair. I watched his limp hooded meat dangle around. He chuckled "Heh heh heh. Aye Nate. You like the show I give you?" He put one foot up on the bed so he could dry again between his legs. I loved watching his biceps and triceps flex back and forth as he applied pressure to the towel rubbing it along his legs. Then, he asked "You chose some clothes for me little bro?" I pointed over to the chair where I draped the tank top. I watched his beefy frame take the few steps over and grab the tank top. The side view of my Brazilian host brother's meaty frame was awesome to gawk at. Again JC chuckled as he put the tank top on and pulled it down over his middle section. He turned to me and said "Nate, you take too much time to look at my muscles. We have the whole year that you stay here in Brazil, no?" "I know JC." I answered back. I flexed my arms toward him and said "JC, flex for me dude so I can see how you look with your shirt." JC smirked as he shook his head. Then, as he looked at me smiling, he raised his arms and fists up as he gave me a hell of a double bicep flex. Another lustful moment. What else could I do but grab my crotch as I rocked right up within the shorts I had on. He watched me grab myself and then he sighed with embarrassment. Then, we made eye contact and laughed. "Nate, you are going to make wet your shorts before we leave" he said. "And brother, where are the shorts for me to wear?" he continued. "Oops, I guess I forgot about those." I responded. "You should go naked dude." JC mumbled in Portuguese as he turned his back to me and started opening dresser drawers to find something to put on below his skimpy tank top. That gave me the best chance to check out his tight bubble butt as he bent over to look through the bottom drawers. I wiggled my body down the bed and I kicked his iron hard ass cheek. "Aye! Hey there!" JC said without turning around. He reached his hands up and started to spread his cheeks so I got a surprise look at his small, dark brown, hairless hole. My heart skipped a beat and I said "Shit dude. Stop it or you're gonna make me cream right here in these shorts!" Between seeing his exposed hole and flexing legs and calves, my hard-on was pulsing again at full force. Just then, a car pulled up to the house and honked its horn. I jumped up off the bed still holding on to my throbbing dick. "It's show time!" I said. JC was still naked except for the tank top. He walked over to the window where he pulled the cover open and yelled out "Oy San" and added that I'd get the door and he could come upstairs. I heard a sexy deep voice respond and the car door close. As JC turned to me and asked me to get the door, I looked down at his still exposed cock. It thickened up a little in the short time since Sandro's arrival. I looked JC in the eyes and raised my eyebrows with a "hmmm" as I left the bedroom to go downstairs. I took my time walking over to the front door hoping I could fix the tented shorts I was wearing. My slow walking and deep breaths helped somewhat. It seemed like it took forever to unlock the three locks on the door. When I opened the door, I was a little surprised. Sandro's only about 5 feet 8 inches tall. Wearing a small light blue shirt, I could easily see his many tattoos all over a jacked-tight body. The V-neck shirt revealed quite the hairy indentation between the lower front of his thick neck and top ridges of his pecs. I can remember thinking that for a little guy, he sure was built like a brick wall! As we exchanged greetings, I stepped aside for him to come in. He held his hand out to shake mine. His rough, callused hand sure gave me a quick hard grip as he took a step toward me so he could reach up and pat my back with his other hand. The Portuguese was a little too fast for me to comprehend but I just answered back with something about how it was nice to meet him and I motioned my hand for us to go upstairs. Naturally, I let the little guy lead so I could check him out from behind. Seeing all the tattoos on his bare legs and through his shirt, I remembered what JC had mentioned before about Sandro having spent time in jail. No doubt that was where he must have gotten all bulked up and inked up. I tented right up in my poor shorts watching his butt muscles and his straining calves as he climbed up the stairs. JC only had a pair of briefs on but the two Brazilians exchanged greetings of playful punches until the conversation got serious with Sandro apologizing about the family's situation. JC looked past Sandro to ask me "Nate, you have some things ready in a bag to stay at their house?" "Oh yeah, it's almost finished" I said back as I walked over to the bag and zipped it up. Sandro spoke. I understood him asking JC if I spoke Portuguese and JC looked at me as he responded that I speak a little. Sandro clapped his hands and rubbed them together as he said something quickly to JC so that I might not understand. JC responded affirmatively and then they both chuckled for a moment. I thought I heard the Portuguese word for 'fun' but ignored it and started to lift up my bag. Just then, Sandro took the few steps over to me and took my bag out of my hands. He said something as if he'd carry it for me and I should go with him to the car. My bag wasn't heavy but I let him take it anyhow. Why not? So the little guy threw the bag over his shoulder, smiled at me, left the room, and I followed him. JC said he'd be down as soon as he put shorts on and then would grab a bag of his own. Sandro strutted across the room to the front door. One arm toting my bag and the other digging out the keys for his car. He put my bag in the trunk and then opened the rear left side passenger door. He said something about how JC is so big and needed more leg room in the front seat. I could see that I'd fit better behind Sandro with how far his driver's seat was moved forward. Poor guy had to be closer to the wheel than most people his age. JC came out the front door. Like Sandro, JC had his bag up over his shoulder. As I had hoped, that tank top I chose left a nice view of his bare bicep supporting his bag on his shoulder. He put the bag in the trunk as the two of them chatted some more. The trunk door closed and they both got into the car. After starting the engine, Sandro looked in the rearview mirror to back up. Before the car moved, I looked up to see he was looking at me through the mirror and he smiled with a simultaneous wink and a swift upward jerk of his head. Sandro put his arm behind JC's seat as we backed up. Looking at his thick triceps, my cock hardened right up again. I looked back at the house and tried to get my mind off the blood flowing rampantly into my bonered-up shorts. Sandro looked at me through the mirror as he talked to me for most of the ride. His deep sexy voice was driving me insane and not doing much to help me soften back up so I wouldn't look like a complete horndog. Thankfully his questions were easy and JC muttered in once in a while at how cool it was that I spoke Portuguese as well as I did. When the short ride ended, Sandro opened the trunk and ran up to the front door. He yelled back that he wanted to get the dog before we went inside and asked JC to close the trunk after we removed our stuff. JC and I got our bags and headed inside. I could hear the dog barking until Sandro must have gotten to where the dog was. "The dog is big but it is friendly too, Ok Nate?" JC said. "Yeah sure. I'll let you know in a minute if it's friendly." I said back. As we walked through the front door, Sandro was holding the big dog by the collar. With hardly any light or sound in the place, JC asked where Alberto was. Sandro said he was with Luis for a few days and didn't know when he'd be back. I walked over to the big doberman and let him sniff me. I put my hand out for him to smell and then pet him on the head. "Lomo" Sandro said referring to the dog's name. JC walked over to Lomo too so he could sniff my host brother. Once the dog calmed down realizing we were Ok being there, Sandro walked him over to the back door and let him outside. While walking back over to us, Sandro peeled his shirt off and threw it onto the couch. I watched then as he reached his elbows behind himself arching his back in a nice stretch that brought his trimmed hairy chest and pierced nipples into plain view. The little guy was cut. For 5'8, he's got a great tight pumped up body. The hair only covered his solid pecs and a small trail that led from his belly button downward. Most of his ripped 6-pack abs were smooth except for that trail going south. He grabbed both of our bags and motioned for us to follow him to the back of his place. JC put his arm around my shoulder and said "Let's go little brother." "Little? JC, it looks like I'm not the little guy around here." I said back. "Well, Sandro is short but you will see he is not little." JC said as he took his arm off my shoulder, put it around my waist, and started our walk into the back. Sandro's voice was heard asking JC what time his flight was. We entered the candlelit bedroom as JC answered back 7:00 AM. I was shocked to see Sandro already naked with his firm asscheeks and sturdy back facing toward us. He stood next to an opened dresser drawer and I couldn't tell what he was doing until he turned around. When he turned around, my eyes caught a glimpse of the metal ring he wore over his cut cock and balls. I was staring at a small 6 inch but thick cock surrounded by the ring and a full bush of hair. At that point, there was so much precum in my shorts it just ran like honey down my leg. Sandro and I made eye contact as he walked over to me. I felt my hardened dick throb out more of its goo with each step he took toward me.
When he got to me, he reached his hand up to my neck, gently pulled me down and gave me a five second open-mouthed kiss. The goatee tickling my mouth started my body to shake again with nervous excitement. Then, Sandro slapped my butt, walked over and jumped onto the bed. Laying on his back looking back at us, he had his legs spread out and said something like he wasn't sure what the two of his guests were waiting for. I started to undo the drawstring of my tented shorts when I had to stop since I felt JC reach underneath my shirt. I put my arms into the air as he pulled it off of me. I tried to finish with my shorts when JC scooped me up in his massive arms and threw me on the bed toward Sandro. Sandro rolled toward me, grabbed my head, and started to kiss me again. I lay there on my side facing Sandro as I felt JC's hands finish pulling my shorts off. Even through all the excitement, I could tell my dick was dribbling out by the second. Sandro moved his body inwards and I felt his hard meat touch my stomach. He and I both moaned as he kept his tongue rolling around inside my mouth. His rock forearm was touching my cheek. I felt the bed sink down where JC was behind me once again after he must have stripped himself of his own clothes. He set his body right up against the back of me and draped one of his legs up and over mine. I felt Sandro reach down and start stroking himself. His hand moved back and forth rubbing along my stomach too since he was so close to me. He and I kept kissing and moaning until he reached his stroking hand around me, lifted me up and over himself. After only a few seconds of me plastered on top of him so our stomachs and dicks touched (and so he could look me in the eyes and give a huge smile), he rolled me over more placing me facing him but now on the opposite side from where JC was. He said something to JC and then both of them turned so Sandro could 69 with me and JC would be able to fuck him from behind. Sandro wiggled his body so he could put his hard dick right into my mouth. Holding onto it with one hand, I took the thick head and shaft and started to go to town on his meaty rod. I moaned as he grasped my throbbing pole with his rough-skinned hand and squeezed my liquid into his mouth. He took his time to slowly stroke me with various pressure on his grip. About five minutes later, the suction I felt as he swallowed my running precum made me take a quick second to take his cock out of my mouth so I could moan out loud. "OHHHH GOD!" I said out loud. Both of them started mumbling words to me encouraging me to a heavy climax. I was breathing and moaning hard. We all knew I couldn't hold back my horny weakness, so I just went with it and let it all explode once again. Sensations ripped all throughout my body as I blew another whopper of a jizz. Curling his tongue to cup alongside my dick, Sandro let my cum shoot down his throat and also smeared it all around his mouth and goatee. When I thought I was almost done jerking around in my orgasm, Sandro reached in and heightened the pleasure by ramming one of his wet, rough-skinned fingers up my pulsing asshole. I was moaning rapidly until my breathing became a series of panting with my head near spinning from exhaustion. It took me a few moments before I became conscious of the two of them still dirty talking to me in both languages. My head bobbled around until I stopped seeing so many stars. Once I got some of my composure back, I put my mouth back on Sandro's cock and returned the favor squeezing some of his juices into my mouth to swallow down. The bed shook as JC moved in to prick Sandro from behind. I pulled my mouth off just for a moment as JC's mighty hand reached in and fingered Sandro's hole to Sandro's delight. Sandro told JC to get in there and my host brother wasted no time following the order. Still holding Sandro's rod in my hand, I pointed my head down so I could see JC give Sandro the same bear hug from behind that he had given me earlier that night. Sandro lifted his leg and put it back over JC's. Just like he did to me, JC used his leg to jack Sandro's draped leg upwards so he could start the pry into the hole of our hairy daddy host. Sandro gave JC's meat a few tugs and then guided it right on inside. Taking my hand off of Sandro's cock, I reached over to feel underneath his balls so I could feel him relax his muscles and let JC slither right in. Inch by inch, JC made Sandro's deep voice groan more and more. Once JC was in all the way, Sandro asked to wait a minute and told JC something I think I understood as it's been a while since he's "had a good dick inside" him. As JC began his slow rhythm in and out, Sandro reached down and put one of his hands on the back of my head steering me to go back to sucking him. Once my lips made the seal around his rod, I moved my mouth up and down his pole with an occasional caressing of my tongue in a ring along his mushroom head. Sandro and JC spoke with words I didn't know existed in the Portuguese language. I could tell it was pretty foul by the nasty sexy tone in which they spoke. After some time, Sandro murmured something to which JC responded with a quicker pace of fucking. JC kept talking as Sandro's low voice went back and forth between short wailing and saying "Aye y'Alfons." It seemed like Sandro was saying the name 'Alfonso' while he was getting pricked by JC's monster. I kept my pace as JC kept his. I could tell JC started to plow Sandro's hole more thoroughly ramming his entire cock in and out. With the movement of the bed, I sensed that JC was also running his hands along Sandro's chest and abs as he did to me earlier. Then, I felt the cock in my mouth swell up as much as it could go. Sandro was left to just muttering an "aye.....AYE.......AYYYEEE" as I knew what I was about to get since his hand on the back of my head held me tighter. Taking in a deep breath for myself, I decided to do my ring-around-the-mushroom-head trick even more. Sandro's voice jumped up an octave as his fingers on my head flexed and spread out. As he kneaded fingers through my hair, I got an instant blitz of his load that shot straight down my throat. As JC teddy-bear gripped Sandro's chest and abdomen, Sandro's body started to quake and his voice wept as he fired more and more into me. I shocked myself with how much I could take down until I had to breathe again. I took Sandro's cock out of my mouth to catch my breath, but then Sandro put his leg down and threw his body over JC's so he could spend the last seconds still being grasped by JC but now on his back on top of JC. Sandro never stopped his profound inhaling and exhaling. I sat up to watch him as he threw his arms up and behind JC's head. Sandro's legs kept his hairy, tattooed body riding back and forth on JC's huge meaty pole. After a short time, Sandro slowed down and I noticed JC was doing more of the pumping action while still holding Sandro's short body in place on top of him. Just then, Sandro leaned down and planted his arm on the bed to pull himself off. JC still there on his back had the biggest hard on and started to pout that he hadn't cum yet when Sandro flipped around so he could face JC to finish. Sandro got right back on top of JC and reached back to put the huge rod right back where they both wanted it. They both kept talking to each other as I watched JC's entire cock disappear into Sandro's hole. First, Sandro leaned in towards JC's face as he moved his body back and forth mounting my brother's huge frame. Then, Sandro said something as he slapped JC's leg. Sandro leaned back as JC bent his legs so his knees pointed upwards. "Ayyy. Nate, I'm going soon." JC said. I crawled over to get behind Sandro and I took the opportunity to reach in to run my hands and fingers along his trimmed furry chest. Sandro sighed a Portuguese 'yes'. I had forgotten his nipples were pierced until I ran over one of them with my hands. I took turns rubbing a pec with one hand and tweaking over a nipple with my opposite hand. Sandro ran his fingers along his tongue and then reached down and started to stroke his own cock. Sandro's body was heaving, his breathing was heavy, and his moaning was loud. As he kept relentlessly stroking his dick, I felt his other hand smack on top of my hand I was rubbing along his chest. The grip was too strong for me to keep caressing but my other hand kept driving him nuts with my fingers knicking along his nipple ring. As Sandro's body spazzed, I looked to watch him rocket out another few squirts. His voice echoed in the candlelit room so JC's breathing was barely heard. JC clamped his hands along Sandro's sides to both help Sandro stay in place and so he could orgasm too. JC didn't make much noise but I watched his chest rise and fall rapidly. JC had his head tilted back on the pillow, his eyes closed and was trying to gently bite his lower lip but you could see he had to keep his mouth open so the rushing air could go in and out. Sandro gradually came off of his trance. However, JC was still bucking Sandro's body filling the hole with his jizz. At that point, it was like a game for Sandro to stay on the thrashing wild bull. JC looked to see Sandro still holding my hand on his jacked meaty pecs and his stroking arm was now waving in the air like he was in some rodeo. Sandro hooted like a cowboy and we all laughed. JC set his head back again against the pillow and Sandro leaned in to kiss him. I went over to lay alongside of the two of them and Sandro made his body go over the top of JC and me as he alternated between kissing us. Finally, he rolled over so that JC's great body was between us. Sandro and I ran hands along JC's stubbly, sweaty chest. I took a deep breath. The dim room was musty with the scent of sweat and cum. I loved it! Sandro mentioned that there were only a few hours before we had to head to the airport. He said we could use both Alberto's bed and the living room couch to sleep on since he would be staying up longer to clean his bed sheets. I got up off of the bed, grabbed both bags and said "C'mon JC. Let's get you showered and in bed so you're not a zombie when your parents pick you up tomorrow." JC reluctantly lifted his body and sat there. No doubt his head was still spinning. My brother responded "Nate, you can sleep up in Alberto's room, Ok? I have energy to go to the sofa if I am lucky. You put my bag near to the sofa, please Nate?" "Alright dude. See ya in the morning JC" I said along with a Portuguese good night to Sandro. Sandro got behind JC and reached around to playfully slap JC's chest. I could hear JC's yelping as I turned around and left the room. As I walked naked up the stairs, I felt more of my neverending goo string down out of my semi-hard dick and wrap around my hairy legs.
I was so excited to finish this chapter quicker than others. I'm heading down to Rio very soon to spend Carnaval 2007 in my favorite place! I'll be down there for about a month and I can't wait! Don't worry everyone, I just bought a new journal book since JC said I'm in for quite a few great times while I'm there! As always, thanks for your emails and comments. There's a long way still yet to go, so stay tuned! smeady486@hotmail.com