I punch in the code to the studio duplex and hold the door open for Fernado who smiles warmly. Grabbing his hand I lead him up two flights of stairs and when I get to my studio door I fumble with the keys trying to open the door.
Fernando is the first guy I’ve had over in a very long time and I hope beyond anything that my place is clean enough. That there aren’t dirty clothes where dirty clothes shouldn’t be, but knowing me there more than likely is dirty shirts in the living room or possibly littering my bedroom floor.
The door finally opens and I flip up the light switch as we enter, closing the door behind us. My studio is mildly messy and I can’t help but blush as Fernando takes in the living room with its small blue couch facing the tv with the coffee table dividing the two. A plate from last night’s dinner still sits out but he ignores it.
“This is where you live?” he asks.
I think it’s more to himself than me but I answer yes anyway.
“It’s nice,” he says, looking at me with that twinkle in his eye that’s been there for most the night.
“Thank you,” I say. “Do you want me to hang up your jacket?”
He nods and I place the leather coat up on one of the hooks on the entryway wall, the smell of roses and pines entering my nose as I do it.
Fernando finds a place to sit on the couch and I decide to bring him a glass of water to help with the copious amounts of booze.
“Thank you,” he says, taking a long drink from the glass and places it down on the coffee table.
Our eyes lock and I can’t help but become lost within the odd green sea that makes up his irises. They are like intricate flowers and beyond my control my body leans into Fernando and we kiss. Tasting each other and the world explodes again on top of fluttering in my chest and the rushing of blood to my head and cock.
The kiss ends with heavy breathing and I reposition myself to sit on his lap and continue the kissing with hands laying on his muscular shoulders. My tongue explores his mouth as his hands wrap around me, exploring my surfaces till they reach my ass and grip tightly. A moan escapes between my lips and he whimpers into my mouth. I can feel his erection through his jeans and softly I grind against it to make his breath hitch even more.
After a while we stop and our foreheads press together as we try to catch our breath. My cock strains painfully for release. It’s been a very long time since I’ve last been with a guy. Even though Fernando is a mystery, something about him also has comfort. It feels easy to be with him and to let him fuck me. To be the first since I was taken advantage of by the rapist that makes my body feel broken beyond repair and worth.
“You’re a marvel, Alonso,” Fernando says, gently grinding beneath me. He leans his head sideways and kisses my neck. With soft kisses he makes his way up to my early lobe and gently nibbles, sending a shockwave through me. As he plays with the lobe between his teeth his tongue lightly strokes the tip. For how long he does it, time seems to melt.
After a while, Fernando kisses his way back down my neck to the base where he bites me softly and sends more shockwaves through me like an earthquake only he can control. We kiss again as his hands grip the bottom of my shirt. Swiftly he pulls my wine red polo over my head and he stops everything.
No, it’s more like the world stops in general as his eyes take in my ridges and valleys. I wonder if he likes it or doesn’t because he doesn’t move for what feels the longest time and I cross my arms.
“Don’t cross your arms,” he says in barely a whisper. “You’re so beautiful, Alonso.”
Bushing, I uncross my arms and he kisses me deeply.
“What’s this,” he asks, taking my brother’s dog tags and reading my brothers name “Jose Martinez” aloud.
My heart drops some, no one’s ever asked. I say, “They belonged to my brother. We lost him a couple years back.”
Fernando lifts my head up by the chin and kisses me, taking me by surprise. He says, “I’m sorry. I know what that’s like, I too lost a sibling. My youngest sister.”
We kiss again.
“Lets go to my bedroom,” I say and grab his hand, pulling him up with me from the couch.
In my bedroom he again takes in the room. The messy unmade bed and wooden floor with patches of dirty laundry here and there. He smiles, takes me in his arms, and kisses me deeply.
This time I take the lead and remove his shirt, exposing his chest with large dark nipples erect. He has a light dusting of hair on his chest that makes its way down into a thin line over his abs and into his pants in the form of a treasure trail.
I trail kisses down his neck, his chest, and finely to one of his nipples. My teeth gently nibble and my tongue swirls over it sending waves through him and making him moan. I pull away from one nipple to the other and do the same. Taking the hard erect nipple between my teeth and my tongue, flicking it and swirling around the erect tip. My nose fills with his scent, making my cock even harder if it’s possible for it to be harder than it already is.
Pulling away, my hands fubble with his jeans, unable to undo them.
“Here,” Fernando says. “Let me help.”
Fernando takes over as I bite my lower lip and undo my own jeans, pulling them off with my sneakers. I look over to Fernando and he’s freeballing. No underwear.
I gasp and take in his naked body with his erect cock standing forward. It’s at least nine inches above low hanging balls in a matching size. A well manicured bush surrounds his member. My eyes dart up to his face and he’s smirking, making me blush as I stand in just my jockstrap with its straining black pouch.
“You like?” he asks, kissing me on the lips.
“God, yes,” I say and he chuckles.
Fernando takes me in his arms, picking me up with ease. He carries me to the king sized bed and lays me down. His body shortly joins me and again we are a mass of whimpering flesh, my nose filling with even more of his roses and pines.
He pulls away and makes his way down my body. Kissing and nibbling.When he reaches my straining erection he engulfs it in his mouth and my mouth flies open making no sound as he sucks away at my cock and wetting the front sabric of my jock. He pulls his mouth away and slides the jockstrap off, my cock flying out and slapping against my stomach.
His eyes taking in my cock, he tosses the jockstrap onto the floor and leans back down. His hand wraps around my shaft and he kisses the head of my cock. He pulls the foreskin back and sends a moan ripping through my throat as he decides to take it to the hilt. His head bobs up and down as my hands tangle in his hair, my hips gently thrusting upward.
The tension builds up by the second as he sputters on my cock. I feel close and near the edge. As it approaches he pulls off and kisses me, his tongue entering my mouth. Body on top of body. Cocks rubbing against each other without barriers.
“Fuck me,” I say between kisses.
“Do you have lube and protection?” He asks.
“Yeah,” I say, nodding.
He rolls off me and I reach into the night stand bringing out the bottle of lube and a condom that’s hopefully big enough for that monster.
I hand the condom and lube to him. He lays it down beside me and gets between my legs and places them on his shoulders. Taking the condom, he opens the foil packet and roils the plastic cover down his uncut cock with ease. He squirts lube into his hand and brings it to my exposed hole.
Gently Fernando inserts one finger, making me gasp in mild pain as my ass adjusts. Twisting gently he opens my ass up and after a while he adds a second finger and repeats the ritual of twisting and following it with the third and then fourth finger.
“Fuck me,” I moan loudly. “Please. I’m ready”
“Okay, baby,” he smiles.
Fernando squeezes more lube into his hand and lube’s up his cock before placing the head at my entrance.
“Take a deep breath,” Fernando says.
“Okay,” I say, looking up at the ceiling. It’s finally happening and with someone that actually gives me comfort.
He pushes in and my walls except him with ease and a mild pain as he enters me slowly, rubbing my left nipple as he does it.
When he’s all in, my legs wrap around his waist, he leans in for a deep kiss and begins thrusting slowly.
I gasp and inhale his scent of roses and pines as he sends wave after wave through my body. Hitting my prostate on repeat as my hands grip his back, nails running down his skin as he grunts in pleasure and pain.
His pace picks up speed as he hammers away, kissing my neck as my heart races and all I can think about is him. This man that walked into my life this morning and now seemed as though he could be my everything.
Hopefully Fernando feels the same as he plows away, that this isn’t just a one night stand but something more.
He grips my cock and starts to move his hand up and down my seven inches, working me again closer to the peak. My body is overloading with emotions and the sensation of sex as I punch his nipples, making him bite his lower lip even more.
“Fuck,” I say, feeling it coming. “I’m cumming.”
Gets of sperm erupt from my cock and land not just on me but him. Coating us both as my ass clenches around his cock and forces a moan from him.
A final thrust into me and he cums, filling up the condom and lays still on top of me, smearing my load between our bodies..
Exhaustion sets in as we both pant in the aftermath. He kisses me and pulls out, laying next to me.
Fernando doesn’t put distance between us. No. Instead he wraps his body around mine, turning me into a little spoon with his face buried in my neck. His hand caresses me and his lips kiss the nape of my neck.
“That was fantastic,” he says.
“It really was,” I say.
“I want to see you again,” he says. “I really do. Make this more than a one time thing.”
I smile to myself and I tell him I would like that alot. I ask, “How many more days are you in Bellingham for?”
“Three,” he responds. “But I’m sure I can find my way back more often. It’s not far from home.”
I take his hand from where it lays on my stomach and bring it to my mouth. Kissing it with all the hope that I hold inside me, that this will be more. The weirdness of him seems long gone though in the back of my mind it’s still there. The oddities of Fernando and the new found emotions of caring for him intermixing.
With ease, Fernando and I drift off to sleep.
I dream of a garden of pines and roses overlooked by an overlarge castle. The sounds of a sea breeze and seagulls just barely touch my ears as Fernando holds me from behind. He whispers in my ear, tickling it with his soft voice.
“You are mine forever,” he says.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/poac9t/forbidden_desirespart_5_mm