Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2004 04:29:46 -0600
From: Aniel . <anielmty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Joban and Adan

Caution: The following story is a work of fiction. It contains sex between
two people who should know better. Any resemblance of the characters or the
events depicted in this story to real life is purely coincidental. If you
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@AG@        Joban and Adan       @AG@

"I said suck it bitch, not lick it," I commanded, shoving my cock deeper
into his throat. His tongue relaxed and his throat massaged the head of my
cock as I fucked slowly in and out of his mouth. He started to gag, but I
grabbed his head and pushed my cock all the way in. He relaxed and took it
all, staring up at me with watery brown eyes. He knew I had him, knew he had
to follow what I said. I owned him now, and he liked it.

"Oh yeah that's so good," I praised him. A few more strokes and I would be
cumming, so I pushed his head off of my cock and slapped my cock against his
cheeks.

"Ok, take off your clothes, all of them. I want you naked on the bed." I
commanded, and he got to his feet, loosening his tie, unbuttoning his shirt
and pulling them both off to expose his smooth brown strong Latino chest. He
was a few inches taller than me and way outweighed me due to his muscles,
but he knew who was in control.

I had found him this afternoon, in my bedroom, shoving a pair of my dirty
boxer briefs into his pocket. It was Adan. He was a work friend of my older
brother Tomas. I knew him from Tomas' office.I had come home from school an
hour early, and surprised him in my room.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted, throwing my backpack onto a chair.

"Oh... Um... I was looking for the bathroom. Hi." He stammered, offering me
his hand. I looked at him with disgust.

"What are you doing stealing my underwear? You some kind of puto (fag)?" I
questioned, ignoring his extended hand. He stopped and blushed, then looked
down at his feet.

"Look," he began, taking my boxer briefs from his pocket, "Could we maybe
not tell anyone about this? I just wanted to smell them..."

"Oh, yeah, we don't have to tell anyone about this. As long as you do what I
say, we can be very quiet about it all..." I grinned wickedly, and began to
unzip my jeans. He looked at me with scared eyes, but then looked down at my
crotch with hungry ones. I ordered him into the bathroom and then told him
to kneel on the floor. He was dressed in a nice business suit, dress shoes
and socks. He knelt down in front of me, and looked up nervously.

"I have to pee, and you're going to drink it, all of it. You wouldn't want
to spill a drop on your nice clothes, would you?" I asked, not waiting for
an answer. "Take out my cock, kiss it, and worship it queer." He moved to
slide my jeans down, and then reached for the waistband of my boxer briefs.
He must have been into this because he didn't protest at all. He looked up
at me all the while, and I saw wanting in his eyes. He kissed my brief
covered cock, and then pulled slowly at the waistband until my cock sprang
free.

By now, I had to pee really bad, and I didn't have time to wait. I grabbed
his head and pushed my cock through his lips. As soon as the tip hit his
tongue, I let go and started to piss into his mouth. His lips suctioned
around my shaft to form a leak proof seal. He gulped hungrily, breathing
heavily through his nose as he sucked down every last drop of my piss. I
petted the back of his head, leaned back against the counter, and enjoyed
the feeling of putting this queer in his place.

Finally, I slowed to a trickle and he sucked out the last few drops
furiously. He held his lips around my cock long after I finished, and I
started to face fuck him as my cock hardened. He had the hottest mouth and I
knew he had done this before. He didn't look gay, he was tall, strong, and
very masculine, but he sucked cock like a true fag.

Back to the present, he was shirtless, and sat on the bed to take off his
black leather shoes. He untied them and slipped them off of his feet,
showing me a nice pair of black dress socks. He stood up and unbuckled his
dress slacks, letting them fall to the floor as I caught sight of his white
see through boxer briefs with a red waistband. He stepped out of his pants
and stood there before me in his black socks and white underwear. His
chiseled body shivered a little as I touched his chest, but he smiled down
at me, ready to serve.

"Nice, take the rest off," I said, slipping off my sweatshirt and kicking
off my shoes. He finished up as I was stepping out of my jeans, and then
slid down my underwear. I told him to sit back on the bed, and he obeyed. I
picked up his clothes, and began to put them on me. His suit was too big for
my small thin frame, and they hung on me. He smiled adoringly, and I gave
him a wicked grin. When I finished, he helped me fix the tie, and I stood
before him.

"Now finish sucking me," I ordered, and he scrambled to unzip the pants and
pull out my cock. I was so hard, and loved the feel and smell of his rich
clothes. I pushed his head onto my cock and he sucked furiously, taking my
cock back into his used throat. A few minutes later and I pulled him off of
my cock, putting my cock back into his underwear and finishing myself off. A
wet stain crept across the front of his boxer briefs, and he moved in to
lick at it.

I finished and then collapsed on the bed next to him. He put his head on my
tummy and stared down at the mess I had made in his pricy boxer briefs.
Regaining my energy, I stood up and took off his clothes. He slipped back
into them, feeling my cum against his soft cock. I hadn't let him cum, but I
sent him home with a nice treat, wet boxer briefs. As he dressed, his wallet
fell out of his pocket.

"Give me that," I said, and he froze. "I said give that to me!" He handed it
over. I opened it and took out two five hundred peso notes. "That's one for
my services and one for not responding promptly." I said, throwing his
wallet back at him. "Now get the fuck out of my room." He scrambled to grab
his shoes, and then tore out of there. I curled up on my bed, holding the
money tightly, and smiled, falling asleep for a few hours.

I woke up and went out to the living room. Tomas had brought tostadas home
for dinner. He was sitting in the living room, and called me over.

"Did you meet my boss?" He asked suspiciously.

"Um... yeah, he was looking for the bathroom." I said, not wanting to tell him
what I had done.

"Oh, well he was back there a long time, then he came back out all weird and
left in a hurry. You didn't mess up the hall bathroom did you?" he asked,
eyeing me suspiciously.

"No, I don't know. I went to nap." I said quietly and sat next to him on the
couch.

"Ok, go get some food, we're going to a party tonight so eat quickly and
then go shower and put nice clothes on."

I ate quickly and then went back to the bedroom, taking a long hot shower. I
dressed in a white button down shirt and khaki pants with brown leather
buckle shoes. I slicked back my black hair and brushed my teeth as Tomas
came back into the bedroom.

"Joban! (me, pronounced like joe-BAHN. Say it fast) let's go," Tomas yelled,
coming into the bathroom and leaning against the door frame. "We need to go
soon." He walked over and messed up my hair a little, laughing. I glared up
at him.

I finished up and we went down to get a taxi. We stopped at the hotel right
in front of the Micro Plaza. Tomas was wearing a nice black suit with grey
tie. He pushed me out of the taxi and kept his hand on my back as we walked
into the hotel. The party room was on the top floor and had a huge terrace
with a view of the city and the red lighted tower of downtown. I recognized
some of the people there from Tomas' work. I froze as I saw Adan across the
room smiling at us. He strode over and there was a different attitude about
him. He was in his place, secure with his people around them.

"Ah Tomas, glad you could make it, and this is your little brother, Joban,
right?" Adan said, patting me on the head. I glared up at him, and his mood
quickly changed. He broke my stare and returned his attention to Tomas.

"I was just telling the execs about the work you have been doing. I think
there may be a promotion for you soon." Adan laughed, patting Tomas on the
shoulder. "Come over here, there are people I want you to meet."

Adan went back to where he had been, and Tomas followed, dragging me along.
Tomas got into a detailed conversation with the men, and Adan turned his
attention to me.

"Joban, would you help me get drinks?" Adan said. I nodded reluctantly, and
followed him over to the bar.

"I have to see you again," he began to beg, his face changed and his eyes
pleaded with me. "I can't stop thinking about what we did. It was so hot. I
need to see you again, please. I'll pay you; I can do good things for your
brother."

I stopped, considering his offer. "Ok," I said finally. "When?"

"Tonight," he said, brushing my face with his hand. "I'll make up an excuse
about needing your help with things in the morning and how it would be
easier for you to spend the night with me. This is going to be great, I
promise."

He ordered a Mexican martini for himself and a cherry coke for me, but as we
walked away, I grabbed the drink from him and handed him mine. He sighed,
but gave it up. I sipped at it and then took two big gulps, finishing it off
with a shiver and puckered lips. He handed my cherry coke back to me, and I
chugged it to keep the alcohol down.

We hung around for a few hours, basically me sitting between Tomas and Adan
on the couch while Tomas explained more of his great ideas to the older
executive types. Adan rubbed his hand against mine, and then did that stupid
yawn maneuver to put his arm behind me on the couch. Tomas was oblivious to
the whole scene. Adan pulled him aside a little later after my third yawn
and put his plan into action. Tomas smiled and nodded stupidly. Soon, Adan
was walking back over to me, offering me his hand to lift me off the couch.
He led me down to the hotel's parking garage and out to his car. As soon as
the doors locked, our roles switched again.

I unzipped my pants and took out my cock; I took his right hand off of the
shifter and moved it over to my cock. He grabbed it and began to stroke it
to a full hard 6 inches (pretty good size since I'm on the small side). I
leaned the seat back and enjoyed his motions as we cruised down Pino Suarez
to his place. He took his hand off only to shift, and quickly replaced it on
my hard cock. I looked over and saw a huge tent in his pants.

We got to his apartment building behind a large wall in San Pedro. He parked
next to a tree, and I stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped up. I
followed him up to his apartment, and told him to strip down in the bedroom.
He took off his suit as I looked around his place. It was nice, very modern
with stained concrete floors, silver lights, large glass windows, and soft
red walls.

I turned my attention back to Adan as he stood naked beside the bed. I
smiled to myself. This big strong man was completely at my control. I moved
over to a large dresser next to a mirrored wall, and opened the top drawer.
What a freak, everything was folded perfectly and lined up. Black socks on
the left, then colored, then white. In the next drawer was a mosaic of
perfectly square folded briefs on the right in different colors, and boxers
on the left of all types and fabrics. I selected a pair of tiny blue bikini
briefs and tossed them to him telling him to put them on. In the next drawer
were under shirts, tanks on the right, t-shirts on the left. The last drawer
was workout clothes. I took a spandex blue sleeveless top and tossed it to
him. Turning around I pushed him down to his knees.

"You will undress me, worshiping every inch of my body as you take off my
clothes." He bent down to untie my shoes and I sat back on the bed. He took
off my shoes, then socks, and moved up to unbuckle my pants.

"What did I say?" I yelled, pushing at his chest with my foot. "Don't make
me tell you twice!"

He took my foot, kissing each of my toes, and then sucking on them. He
kissed down the top of my foot to my ankle, and then placed it back on the
floor as he did the same to my other foot. Looking up at me, he waited for
my approving nod before moving to my pants. He unbuckled them and unzipped
me, sliding them off slowly before kissing up my left leg, pausing to kiss
the bulge in my briefs before continuing down the right leg. It was slow and
deliberate, awakening my cock once more. He tugged at my briefs and then
pulled them off, taking my cock into his mouth and sucking it down his
throat once more.

I had to push him off of my cock so that he could finish undressing me. He
unbuttoned my shirt, kissing down my hairless chest with each one. I sat up
for a minute as he slid off my shirt, kissing slow circles around my
nipples, over my shoulder, down my back, and finding his way to my ass. The
radio was on, and I could tell that is was midnight because they played the
Mexican anthem which all radio stations do at midnight. We stopped for a
second to listen, and then I rolled over onto my tummy as he went back to
kissing, nibbling, and licking around the entrance to my ass.

"Oooh," I mumbled into the pillow as his tongue darted around my hole. Ricky
Martin's La Bomba (my favorite song) came on the radio, and I began to move
my hips to the music, sending Adan's tongue farther into me. His warm tongue
sent shivers through my body and my hard cock pressed against my tummy.

"Ok, you better open up that ass, because I'm going to fuck it soon," I
said, biting softly on his pillow. He moved over me, and pulled a bottle of
lube from a small silver cabinet in the bedside table. He sat back on his
knees, reaching behind himself, sliding down his briefs, and pushing a
finger into his ass. I stood up on the bed, slapping his face playfully with
my cock. He lunged for it and sucked it into his mouth as he worked a second
finger into his ass.

"Oh yeah baby, suck that cock," I moaned, pushing his head farther onto my
shaft. His tongue swirled slowly around the tip of my cock as he rocked back
and forth onto his fingers. "You want me to fuck you? Beg for it." I
insisted.

"Joban please fuck me," he whimpered, taking his mouth off of my cock and
holding it firmly with his free hand. "Put your big cock into my pussy.
Please."

"How much are you going to pay for it?" I smiled down at him wagging my cock
in his face.

"I'll take you to San Agustin and buy you all new clothes tomorrow, just
please fuck me. Please. I need it," Adan begged me, leaning in to lick the
tip of my cock once more.

I thought about it for a few seconds, and then told him to get down on all
fours. I moved to his face and told him to put a condom on me. He reached
beside me and pulled out a small foil square, opened it, and took the condom
out. He put it to the tip of my cock, pinched it and then rolled it down the
shaft. I got behind him and lubed up my rock hard shaft, admiring his shaved
little pink hole lying between his firm bubble butt.

I leaned over him, sliding my arms around his muscled torso, finding his
nipples and pinching them hard. He yelped, but then relaxed as I pushed his
head into the pillow. I positioned my cock at his hole, held it firmly, and
slid all of it into him. He screamed into the pillow, but his hold didn't
resist much. I had it all the way inside him, and I stopped for a few
minutes to let him get used to the feeling. He looked back at me and begged
me to fuck him hard and fast. I steadied my hands on his back, and began to
pull in and out of him.

"Oh yeah, take that cock," I yelled as he moaned into the pillow. I reached
up and grabbed his hair, steadying him on my cock as I rammed in and out of
him. I looked up over the bed and saw myself fucking him in the mirror. I
smiled at myself, feeling a climax nearing. I slowed down to make it last,
but his ass felt so good around my cock. I couldn't help it, I sped up
again, ramming into him. Each thrust was met with a moan of pleasure and
more begging for me to give him my cum. He loved it, begged for it,
worshiped it, and needed it. With one last thrust, I filled his ass with hot
cum. His body bucked beneath me. I knew he wasn't playing with himself
because his hands were hold him up, but I looked down and saw cum splattered
over the blanket.

"You cumming?" I asked, still slamming into him.

"Yes sir," he answered, "I'm sorry, I can't help it, this feels so good."

I sent one last shot of cum into the condom and then collapsed against his
back. I pulled out of him and rolled onto my back against the bed. My cock
flipped up and hit hard against my tummy. Adan looked over at the cum bubble
inside the condom and smiled at me.

"clean up that shit," I commanded, pointing to the mess he had made on his
bed. "Use your tongue."

Adan crawled around and licked up all of his cum and then sat next to my
body. I told him to clean up my cock next. He spun the cum bubble around a
bit to form a little knot, and then took the condom off of my now softening
cock, tying the end with a flick of his wrist. He turned around and put it
in the cabinet with the lube. What a disgusting cum slut, I thought to
myself. He brought a thick soft towel from the bathroom and wiped my body
dry, and then sat waiting for more orders.

I got off the bed and went to his dresser, pulling a small pair of blue
briefs and one of his t-shirts. I put them on and then went back to the bed.
I told him to get under the covers and lay on his back. I snuggled into his
side and put my head on his chest. It was one of the best night's sleep I
had had in a long time. His warm body and strong arms surrounded me. I
couldn't wait to go shopping the next day!