Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 03:23:08 +0800
From: trese@bigfoot.com
Subject: KILT : After the Fiesta (t/t)(oral)(true)
Date : March 1, 2001
KILT : After the Fiesta (t/t)(oral)(true)
Author : Trese
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Author's Note:
This is a true story. Names were changed to protect the identities of all
parties involved.
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s t a r t r e a d i n g
Several years back, when I was 17. I was invited by my friend at a
fiesta in their hometown in Marikina. I never turned down free food before,
so, I happily accepted the invite.
When I got there, his brother, Ian, greeted me. He told me that his
brother was buying some ice and would be back soon. Ian was 15 then. He
stood around 5'9, lithe body, cute eyes and smile. Every since I met him, I
had a crushed on him because his so cute.
He led me inside and offered me to food. There were people almost
anywhere in the house that he offered me to eat in his room. He was playing
some video game. After filling my plate, we went to his room where he
resumed playing the game and I gobbled up.
When evening fell, we were outside with his brother, male relatives
and neighbors drinking. Basically, Ian was the one entertained me by
engaging me to a conversation. We talked about school, personal life and
almost anything we could talked about. I didn't mind that my friend was
much around to entertain me, he was constantly being asked by his parents
to something. Actually, I was really happy that I was able some time with
Ian.
Then I vivid recall one of the topics of our rap. He asked me if I
ever had a crush on a guy. He further added that being in a private all
male school, he sometimes felt attracted towards the same sex. I told him
that I do and that it was perfectly normal. He smiled at me and squeezed my
hand before saying that at least he wasn't only the one who felt that way.
I never intended to stay at their place until the wee hours in the
morning. But I guessed talking with such a witty, pleasing, and humor guy
like Ian, made me lose track of time. I told Ian that it was late and I
need to go home before my parents had a fit. But Ian told me that I was no
longer in the condition to commute home and offered me to stay the
night. His brother and parents agreed. I wasn't totally wasted from the
alcohol that I had consumed. But I accepted their suggestion, because I was
tired to go home. I called my parents and informed them that I wouldn't
come home. And they were quite cool about it.
When all the guests had left about 3 in the morning. We went inside
the house. I asked my friend where I could crash. Ian within an earshot
jumped into the conversation and told me that I was going to sleep in his
room. My friend made a funny look at his brother, but agreed with Ian's
proposal. And then my friend bid goodnight and went to his room, I saw in
Ian's eyes were kindda glowing. I don't know why and I didn't put much
meaning to it. I was tipsy, tired and sleepy to psychoanalyze what it
meant. I asked Ian to lend me a towel so I could wash my face. He went to
his room and returned with the clothe in hand. He handed it to me and
showed me where the bathroom was. While I was washing my face, he stood
outside the door watching me. After that, I took the toothpaste and placed
some in my forefinger. Since I haven't brought any toothbrush, I used my
finger to brush my teeth. After using the sink, I need to piss badly, so I
turned my back at Ian, unzipped my shorts, held my flaccid cock in my right
hand and began peeing. By then, Ian was using the sink doing the things
that I done earlier. After I finished filling the bowel, I zipped up. I
moved behind Ian so that I could get out of the lavatory. I waited for Ian
to finish and together we went to his room.
Once we both inside the room, Ian bolted the door. He began removing
his shirt. I followed suit because I never liked sleeping with my shirt
on. Then, he asked me if I'd mind if he slept in his underwear. I said, I
didn't mind if he doesn't mind me sleeping in mine. He smiled and dropped
his pants. He was wearing plain white boxer briefs. I loved the way the
material hugged his dick and protruding buttocks. I removed mine showing
him my boxers. When I sat on bed and removed my shoes, the slit was
slightly opened and Ian made a remark. He told me that he thought that talk
about me was true. I asked him which rumors it was. He told me that his
brother told me that I don't wear any wear. I corrected him and informed
him that boxer shorts was another type of underwear and added how I dislike
wearing briefs.
After our small chitchat, I told him that I was sleepy. He opened the
lamp near the bed, before turning the lights. He told me that he couldn't
sleep without any lights on. I laid on my back while he slept on his right
facing me. Few minutes when my back hit the bed, I was passed out.
The alarmed rang it was 6 am. Ian might have forgotten to turn it
off. Since it was near my side, I extended my hand and turned it off. When
I looked down, I saw Ian's head resting on my maw with flaccid dick in his
hand. I also that there were dried cum just above my pubic area and Ian's
left cheek. Tried not to make any sudden movements. Somehow, seeing and
deducing that the guy I had a crushed on might have sucked my dick made me
randy. My cock became aroused in Ian's left hand. How I wished he had woke
when he was sucking me.
Then I tapped Ian's left shoulder and said his name softly. He woke
up. He immediately looked at me and realized that he had been caught. He
jumped out of the bed and then paced the room anxiously. I told him that it
was cool. I assured him that I was cool with it. He just kept chanting,
"Shit." Then he stopped chanting and pacing and told he was sorry about the
whole thing. I told him again that it was okay. But he seemed to be so
embarrassed about the whole incident that he didn't want to believe me when
I said that I was cool with.
Not wanting to derange him, I told him that I better leaving.
Instantly, I got dressed and bid him goodbye. He didn't even see me to the
door nor looked in my eyes.
After that, whenever our paths would cross, he distanced himself from
me. I really don't know why he reacted that way. Several times, I tried to
talk to him about it. But it was no use. He just kept dodging me. So,
eventually, I stopped demanding to hear his side about it.
the end
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t r e s e
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