Date: Mon, 02 Aug 2004 11:38:50 +0000
From: alfredo garcia <alfredo247@hotmail.com>
Subject: The boy and old man in the sex shop

I was a young boy when I discovered, the paradise of freedom that they are
the booths of the sex shop.

Maybe one of the last places of freedom that our civilization allows us.
Forcing my fears I enter in one of the cubicles. I put some currencies in
the groove and a new and wonderful world appeared before my eyes. A hand of
a man caressing the soft back of a youth girld. Some lips kissing a neck.
Then the man touching the lips of a beautiful youth girl of short hair. A
first plane of the masculine hand, caressing the interior face of the
thighs. The man's hand caressing the youth's chest now. But not, it cannot
be, this girl had the nipples erects, but she didn't have chests. Now also
a first plane of the of the man erect penis, surrounded by the girl's
graceful fingers... I Opened the zipper of my pant and leave in freedom my
penis. I could not play with it, it would run me. Now the hand that
ascended among the thighs and in the dimness a masculine erect penis. The
youth girl was a youth boy. I groaned unbeliever. That was impossible. It
was a boy to which that man caressed.  Again a hand caressing that chest,
definitively he was not a girl. Again the kisses. Now, yes they could be a
girl and a man. I caress my sex. Now a complete plane. A man had a boy on
his lap, he caress him he kiss him, I can distinguish clearly their two
erect penises. I ejaculate without playing with me. The coins finished and
the television turns off.

 I will never forget those images. I have returned many times to those
cubicles, in many cities and countries, women and men, women and women, men
and men, young and less young, sometimes everything put at randon, and one
hundred other times I got bored, saturated of repetitions without
imagination. Many times I have enjoyed but never as that first time.  Well,
except for the history that happened to me a few days after my first time.

 A cold morning, and a strong hangover of the Christmas party with my
school friends . I could not work, I left to downtown, looking for the
cubicle of the magic images. I came in, change currencies, they had just
opened up, I went up the stairways. I enter in cubicle number 2. In the
corridor I crossed with him, an old, high, thin man, not well dressed,
clear eyes, injected in blood, wide front, skin a little smashed, half-open
mouth, big and dry lips. Look supplicant. He is stopped looking at I
entered in the booth. I returned the head. In their face the depth of the
anguish, of the desire, of the desperation ...I returned, I caught its hand
and drags him toward the booth. He followed me clumsily. I sat down him in
the only armchair of the booth,and block the door.

 I had made a madness. But there was no back way. There hardly was place
for both. He seated, me standing, looking at the screen. In the video, a
boy and a naked girl looking at another video, both standing, the girl
behind the boy. The girl caressing to the boy and both looking as a man
caressed a young boy, in the same position that them. I had an immediate
erection. I descend my pants and slip. Waiting caresses. No. I turn my
face, smiling I encourages him. Now yes. Their cold hands ascending for my
back, under the shirt, now for my chest, hardly rubbing. Looking for my
forms, as if I was a very valuable and fragile object, of glass. My nipples
erect near to explode.

 The girl lubricated her fingers with her vaginal flow, then she was
insinuated in the boy's masculine sanctuary. The man touched with his
enormous penis the young boy white ass.  Now the old man caress my legs. I
opened them. A first plane of the girl's finger penetrating her boy, while
she whispered something to their hear, surely about the man's scene and the
young boy. The man which now introduced two fingers in the boy's ass. The
old man continued with their infuriating caresses, I was becoming crazy. My
penis needed attention. But the old man seemed not to dare.

I turn back, I caught their enormous bony hand, and I takes his fingers to
my mouth, suck them. And then I places it to my crack. I wanted him to make
me that that the girl was doing to the boy, and the man to the young
boy. Then he understood it, and slowly and carefully he began to penetrate
me with their enormous and bony finger.  In the images the girl penetrated
to the boy with a hand and with the other one she masturbated him.  The man
already had his penis inside the boy.  Meanwhile my penis continued without
attentions. I takes out my pants and I turn myself. The old man seemed a
little afraid, their mouth dribbled, I thought that it was about to have an
hearth attach. I take my penis near his mouth, in close contact with his
very dry lips, he opened the mouth, he lacked a heap of teeth. I needed him
to suck me. He take out the red and humid language, their tip licked the
preseminal that oozed of my crack penis. I put it inside. Timidly their
language began to caress my penis. I put the hands on his head, The five
pesetas skull hardly covered with some white cowlicks. I thought that the
man that was sucking me had came from ultra tomb.  Some noises of the TV
made me return my head.

 The girl's first plane licking their boyfriend's masculine count. A first
plane first plane of the young boy sucking the man's member. I turn my
face, my old man was caressing his penis through the pant. I kneel down
before him, lower his pants, and the dirty and broken underpants, it
smelled strong but I do not care. His incredibly enormous member, knotted,
full with veins at point of exploding, standing out of their thin and white
pubic body hair. I caress his gland adorned with a glass pearl in the
tip. He began to groan very softly, it seemed the cry of a baby. I sucks to
him a little bit while it caressed their enormous and hanging testicles.  I
get up, I put my ass to the height of their mouth, and his long langue
penetrate me. Their rough beard of several days excited with its rush the
soft skin of my buttocks. He had an enormous langue that penetrated me
deeply. In the screen now a great cock that was not there before was
fucking the girl's boyfriend, while she helped and stimulate the fucking
man. In the other small screen the man strolled for a luxurious house
sustaining the young boy threaded in his penis. I place myself so that the
penis's old man could begin to fucking me. I work and I feel pain to enter
that monstrous cock in my bowel. My leaking penis lost his erection. I
moved accommodating , the man was still, it felt like it beat inside my. A
couple of minutes wait. Me the serve, I gave myself the turn and with the
feet above the armchair entered it again, of front now, but easily. I look
him, he had closed and humid eyes, and a couple of tears left his cheeks.
My penis was again hard, I picked up preseminal with my fingers and wet his
lips, he opened them.

 I felt that I was abusing of the old man. I notice that he needed
something more that sex. I caress his face skin without shaving. I unfasten
his shirt while I caressed his chest of white hair, and it pinched their
blushed nipples.

 I notice for the first time that he began to move his penis in my
interior, it is certain that he was very timidly. I lean and I touched with
my lips his, they were half-opened and I put the tip of my langue into
them. He opened the eyes. Then I found him beautiful, very handsome. I
smiled him, and he began also a smile with their toothless mouth that
however now I found very handsome. I caress with my hand their cheek, and I
gave him a kiss in the lips. And for the first time I speaks to him, I told
him that he was very beautiful and that I wanted to make him happy. And
that I felt very happy with their penis inside me. I asked him to make love
to me. And the old man began to fuck me, now with his eyes open and
smiling. In this way began the dance of the love, caresses, kisses,
whispers of love, like a couple of adolescent lovers discovering the love
for the first time.

 Now it was the him that kissed me passionately. Their langue and mine.
Their bony hand caught my penis and caress it, my orgasm began, while I
looked at the bottom of its soul through its beautiful eyes, and he also
followed my road. Some minutes later we were still together, his penis had
already slid of my interior. Their eyes were again closed. He seemed really
a happy man, we clean and we dress, and before leaving and after giving him
a kiss in the mouth I told him that those moments had been the moments more
happy of my life, and still I do not know if I said the truth. Then I go
out of the both and when I crossed front the woman of the box, she seemed
that she had heard everything, She looked at me astonished, unbeliever of
what she imagined that it had happened among a handsome boy, attractiveness
and elegant and an old decrepit, dirty and miserable man.  But it is this
way that go love and desire, deep and incomprehensible. I never saw that
man again, neither I no had never a relationship with an old man again, but
my memory keeps that morning's like one of the treasures of my life.

I apologize of my english, this is my translation of a story that I
originaly wrote in spanish.  I have others stories posted in nifty. If you
like it please write to me, I need your feed back.  I have others stories
in spanish, if you can and want to traslate it to english I will sen to
you.

 Alfredo