Context: months go by after Bruno's dad catches him and Julio on the act. But he is not angry. In fact, he seems to enjoy it. Julio forces Bruno to tell his dad every detail of his sex life, admitting even the most degrading activities. Bruno feels liberated when he shares his devious acts with his father. What will come of that?
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I was learning first hand what it meant to be in a relationship with a guy. Julio lay on the couch, controller in hands playing a video game. His eyes were focused on the screen. He looked relaxed in his boxers, and his volume was on display.
From time to time, I turned my head to look at his face. He had a hooked nose, strong angular face, and his hair was growing curls, like ringlets of coal. I was annoyed. All he wanted to do was play that stupid game. He didn't even care about my sighs.
His grandpa was somewhere in the house, he was the only other occupant, and he didn't much care about what Julio and I did. Sometimes he enjoyed watching, which Julio, in turn, didn't mind.
When I grew tired of being ignored, I grabbed Julio by the cock and squeezed. His attention shifted for half a second towards me. His eyes glinted. He moved on the couch, opening his legs wide as it allowing me his cock. Then he went right back to the game. Damn it, but the more he ignored me, the more I wanted his attention.
His new posture seemed to say, 'there, you want my cock, do whatever you want, now stop bothering me.' It was humiliating.
But I swallowed my pride and lowered myself towards his growing erection to swallow it as well. He had not showered or cleaned himself since the last fuck, so it was smelling intense. The taste was saltier. I cleaned it up, and turned him on. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head down, leaving the controller aside. I let him take control. He held me like a doll and fucked my face until I was straining to breathe, my body writhing, my hands grabbing his hairy thighs.
He allowed me to breathe, reached over my back and slapped my ass. I promptly turned around and showed him my ready ass, which he told me to grow bigger at the gym. Now my bubble butt was impressive. He lay back on the couch and pointed his big white cock into my hole, then enjoyed while I mounted him.
For some reason he didn't like to let me ride, he liked to take my ass almost by brute force, and pushed me back against the couch. He pounded me. I could feel my hole stretching, growing hot and raw by the friction.
When he moaned loudly, I felt my ass getting filled. He was still cumming when he pulled out, warm cum streamed down my buttcheeks and he rubbed it all over.
He kissed my neck and lay back on the couch, satisfied. He was the picture of a happy man. My lips were puffing. I was exhausted. And my boyfriend was back at his video game like fucking my brains out was not a big deal at all.
I loved him.
While he ignored me, I lay on his chest and kissed his nipples. "I love you."
"Love you too, baby," he said, a little impatiently.
His grandpa was walking by and heard everything, and he scoffed, moving towards the bedrooms. Neither of us cared enough to comment. I hugged my man while he tried to shift his position so he could ignore me and play in peace, but he never told me to leave him alone.
Eventually I arose. I began to take up my clothes and put them on. "I'm gonna go now," I said. I smelled of sex and sweat, but I didn't want to take a shower just yet. Wanted to keep his cum inside me for a bit longer.
Julio just nodded. But as I walked away, he called me. I turned around.
