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The boy addicted to male scents - 8

Publié par : jeune48000 le 03/12/2024

This start of the year having started with a bang, it was necessary for the pace to calm down a little. And the mid-semester exams arrived at the right time to curb all ardor! An entire week dedicated to assessing our skills, 6 hours a day for 6 days. Suffice to say that once you get out of that, all you want to do is sleep for 3 days in a row. Nevertheless, my school did things well since once this violent effort was made, we were given 3 days off in addition to the weekend, without having to hand in any assignments or anything else. In other words, free time! And obviously that's when my libido started up again. I still had New Year's Eve in my head as well as Alain's proposal. I wondered if it was worth it, but in the end, what did I have to lose. I hesitated a little, then I sent him a message. He answers me quickly and suggests that we call each other because he is alone. "Hello my friend! I am glad that you called me! - Hey, are you okay? - Are you okay? The classes not too hard? - I finished my exams, it feels good.. - Oh good news. So, do you want to see me again? - I don't really know, I say. It always bothers me because of your guy. - Listen, I propose something to you. Let's see each other and if you ever want something to happen, you will just have to trigger it. We can very well see each other without doing any bad things haha. - Yes... that's true you are right. - Come on sell! I'm in the car now, tell me where you live and I'll come get coffee!" Okay, a first then, I was going to welcome a guy into my den, it did something to me but I wanted to see him again. Alain had left a mark on me in some way, and I wanted to see if this attraction was only fleeting or something else, something deeper. I took the opportunity to do a bit of cleaning and take a shower before welcoming him. 5 minutes after finishing all that, he arrived in front of my building, then in front of my door which I quickly opened. "Hello, big guy!" Alain said with a big smile.  - Hi Alain, are you well? I replied - When I see you, everything is fine! - Come on, come in. I made the coffee." As you can imagine, the discussion was not going to remain chaste for very long. However, I wanted him and me to talk. Even if his relationship seemed open, I had the feeling that he was not that free. And there was no way I was going to end up in stories of sleeping around, I had neither the time nor the desire for that. “In any case,” said Alain between two sips of coffee, “you made an impression on our whole little group last time!”- You surprise me, I replied sarcastically. It's not often that they have to see a young guy getting fucked by 3 guys from the same party. - But no banana. It's not just for that. They appreciated your presence, your humor and your open-mindedness. Besides, they asked me to give you this. " With these words, Alain took out a membership card, flocked with the colors of their association. "What is it?" I asked a little surprised. - Well, as you know we also lead actions to fight against homophobia, there are discussion groups, and other things. It could allow you to make a great group of friends! - Yeah... I said doubtfully, it's mainly a way to draw me into your clutches. - You mean badly Thomas, believe me, he replied seriously, they really appreciated the person you were. " I can tell you that at that point, I wasn't really convinced of the honesty of my interlocutor. I really saw it as an opportunity to bang the young guy from the New Year's party. But no matter, I had other things on my mind and I was determined to put my foot in it. "So, your boyfriend knows you're here?" - Ah... it's more complicated than that. - I'm sure I can understand, I said with a smile. - Very well, but I'll just ask you not to interrupt me, okay? - That's fine with me." Alain took a deep breath and began his explanation. "I met Cyril when I was 20, he was 17 and we got together right away. We got married quickly, we spent our whole lives together, clearly. We had some exceptional moments, some less joyful moments too, and I will never be able to explain to what extent this man left his mark on me. However, with age, with time, desire fades, cracks. So when I created the association about ten years ago, it was also an opportunity to open up to other couples. Explore other horizons, discover new things, and believe me, Cyril is as hot as me. But our desires are different, he mainly likes guys his age even if, you saw him, he doesn't mind fucking a young guy from time to time... - But you're different, right? I said timidly. - Indeed, my big guy. I like young people, I like this natural relationship of domination that I have over them. This perverse game of having a twink call me daddy, it gives me even more of a hard-on while I fill his ass. I can't explain it, it's always turned me on. - I see... and Cyril doesn't accept it?- It's not that he doesn't accept it, it's just that he's jealous. He's afraid that I'll replace him, afraid that I'll disappear. You know, I can understand that. - And you could? Leave him for a young guy? - No, you think so! We've made our life together, I'm not going to throw everything away for a young guy who's 30 years younger than me! But he can't understand that. " Okay, I was seeing things a little more clearly. The situation was still complicated, but it was more precise. However, one last question remained unanswered. "But then I don't understand, he fucked me too during that evening, he accepted that you fuck me. Why did you accept, even my coming, if he knew how much you like twinks? I asked doubtfully. - Let's say that he accepted to please me. That he knows how much I wanted to fuck you. And as for him, I have to say that you're a damn hot guy and I don't think anyone can resist your pretty face for long. So he also wanted to please himself, but young people aren't really his thing. - Yeah, but your story is weird, if your relationship is that open, he should be able to understand your desires and vice versa. - What do you mean by that? - Well... I mean that when you love someone, you make sure to understand them, to hear them, to adapt. Love is a great compromise, and if you're incapable of making one, it's bound to end up breaking up. " Alain remained silent for a few seconds, as if my last words were heavy with meaning for him. "You're very mature for your age, you know. I'll almost be jealous of the first guy who manages to get his hands on you." - Stop it, you're an idiot. I don't have the head for that either. - Really?! And why is that? - Studies, lack of time. And I don't want to lock myself into an exclusive relationship. I want to have fun too. And then when I see your couple, sorry but it doesn't make me want to settle down at all.. - Ouch... that hurts, but... I guess you're right. - Sorry I... - Don't worry, I understand. You're really surprising Thomas, I didn't expect to see such a deep discussion with you. " Our coffees had gone cold, and it was after a few minutes of silence that Alain decided to get up to get his jacket. " Are you leaving? I said sheepishly. - Oh you know my friend, I'd rather leave than get rejected! But I don't blame you, I understand your position and besides, my situation isn't easy, you're right. - I…- Thanks for the coffee anyway. And the proposal for the association still stands in case it wasn't clear, he said smiling. " He put his hand on the handle, he was ready to leave but I didn't want him to leave! I wanted him to kiss me, to fuck me, to tell me how much he dreamed of filling me, of making me cum, that he masturbated thinking about us. I wanted this man, more than any other man. "Alain, wait please. - Yes? - I... I really want us to sleep together to be clear. I really... I really want it. But I don't want to be mixed up in his stories. I don't want to find myself at the center of attention that would harm me. - Don't worry my big guy, I'll make sure you're left alone. - I want... I want you to protect me, okay? - I promise you, son. " His eyes locked with mine, and almost instantly he pinned me against my front door. His lips came to stick to ...

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