Mustachioed Crown

On my 18th birthday, my parents gifted me a trip to Chile on a field trip. I was sharing a room with a friend. In fact, he was really friends with my parents and much older than me. He was 41 years old and wore a big mustache. He had bought the trip to take his wife, but she had a problem and couldn't go. He invited my father, who suggested that he take me in her place and take advantage of part of what was already paid.

The guy had a nice print, an easy and uninhibited conversation and, being older, even with some gray hair, he attracted women and I thought he would be a good companion for me. At the time, I looked like a kid and everyone thought I was 16 at the most. On the tour they thought we were father and son and he told everyone it was an educational trip.

We were a really cool duo and there were several single women on the tour, all of them a lot older than me. When we arrived in Viña Del Mar (a city on the coast of Chile) we were mistakenly given a room with a double bed, because they were waiting for my friend's wife. We complained and they brought a smaller one, single. I slept in the single and my friend in the double.

My friend, although married, commented that everyone on the tour wanted to have sex and that it was normal. There were two hotties in their early thirties, in the group that he said he wanted to fuck and we agreed that we would bring the two of them to a foursome to enjoy that double bed.

It would be my first suruba and I was very excited. Everything was new to me. We bought some drinks and condoms and went with the girls to a really cool nightclub that had a dark room where there was a lot of mallet.

But by the time we got back to the hotel, both of them already dying of lust, the two cats made up a lame excuse, saying that I was a minor, that they were afraid and backed off and we were alone. It was no use for us to explain that we were not father and son.

We went back to the room very pissed off. I lay on his bed to watch TV and we decided to drink the wine we had bought and we talked about what we would have done with the cats in that bed.

I've had sex with girls since I was 14 and I really like women, with full breasts and smooth skin. From talking so much about sex, our dicks got hard. I noticed when my friend adjusted his in his pants.

My friend kept complaining that it was my fault and that at this time, if it wasn't for my boyish face, he would be having sex with the girl. The conversation turned to an erotic side, the alcohol went up, and then he started to joke with me saying things like: who doesn't have a dog hunts with a cat, and asking if I'd ever had a swap at school or had done something dirty with men, sucking some dick, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I got angry and said:

- Is that you?

He answered me naturally that he had never had sex with a man either, but that in all animal species the male is usually the most beautiful, and that homosexuality exists among some species of animals and that among the Greeks, relationships between men were normal. I played:

- Good thing we're in Chile.

Only later did I learn that this had happened in Greece long before Christ.

My friend was a psychiatrist by profession and today I think he was into me from the beginning and knew how to lead the conversation in the right way to let me go with the knowledge of his profession.

I realized the conversation was getting awkward, and after he placed his hand on my thigh twice, I moved a little away from him on the bed. I won't say I never thought about it, but I didn't really think I would enjoy having sex with a man.

But my friend was smart, and as I reached for the bottle of wine on the bedside table next to me, my friend came with his face very close to mine and began to run his mustache down my neck.

My friend wore a very sexy big black mustache. He said:

- Looks like you're scared of me.

- That mustache of yours tickles me.

Then he climbed on top of me, holding both my arms, like it was a brawl.

- Do it? What kind of tickle?

- Tickle.

- It has several types of tickle. Some horny.

I tried to free myself and he, in the biggest hard face, chipped a kiss on the mouth. I spoke:

- What is it, man? Are you drunk?
- I think you're hotter than the cats.

I think I was enjoying it because I stood there not knowing how to act, dizzy from drink and horny, but my dick was still hard. I felt his hard cock touching mine. I said:

- I don't like faggots . I like pussy.

He smiled and said:

- IT'S? But your dick is liking my dick.

- Hey man, no kidding, get off the top, this is dangerous.

- There's no danger. Did you forget that I'm a doctor?

He took one of the condoms from the nightstand and began to open it with his teeth, saying:

- I don't like waste, we'll have to spend all of them.

Until that moment I really didn't understand his intentions and said in the utmost innocence:

- Spend how?

He didn't answer, just got off of me and started to take off all his clothes and put everything neatly on a chair. I thought I was going to put on my pajamas, but he was getting naked.

I didn't know whether to look at him or the TV. Until he climbed onto the bed, in front of me, and took off his underwear. Until then the only hard cock I had seen was mine that was still developing and I could tell that his was already much more developed than mine.

Instinctively, I immediately got up from the bed, but he grabbed me by the arm, pulled me and, holding me by the neck, gave me another kiss on the mouth, this time with more force.

I struggled a little to pull away, but he held me with both hands. I felt his teeth brushing mine and his tongue forcing me to open my mouth. I opened it and he put the wine-tasting tongue inside my mouth and I sucked it with pleasure and gradually stopped pushing. He took my hand and brought it to his dick, saying:

- Have you ever taken one of these?

I took my hand away, but he hugged me tight with that hot body, touching his cock to my cock.

We fell on the bed, he on top, and I forgot all about feeling that mustache tickle my neck and ear. He told me:

- Relax, let's have fun.

I laughed as if it was the effect of the alcohol, but it was really horny and I started licking my friend with pleasure.

The night was really lost and it was better to enjoy it. Plus I felt a lot of confidence in the guy and I knew he was going to be nice. He had a hairy body, but not too much. I still don't like bear types.

I already had a little hair, but a lot less than he did. Feeling those chest hairs on my hand was too much. We started working out.

He unbuttoned my shirt, my belt, my pants and stood on the bed while pulling my pants down my legs. I must have looked like an idiot looking at that naked male kneeling in front of me. The guy looked huge.

He lifted my feet and took my socks off and started licking me from my feet, biting me and going down my leg, thighs, to my dick, he sucked and went up my belly, my nipples, my neck, to my mouth.

I felt in paradise. My dick throbbed. For me, that alone was enough. I could stay in the mallet all night. But the night was just beginning. My friend ran his hand over my body and said that I was very hot, that I had the smooth skin of a woman, that I was very horny.

We were in a sword fight until he was fitting between my legs and spreading them with his knees and touching the tip of his cock in my sack like it was a pussy. I was quite green, but not to miss my friend's intention. I started to grab his ass and open it up, to see if he could sense my will, but he moved on, slamming his hat on my bag and my doughnut. My ass was still trying to keep my ass covered, but when he started lifting my legs up and draping them over his shoulders, I realized I was the one getting the ass.

Then I saw him putting the condom on his dick and I closed my eyes. I was scared and didn't even want to look. I could only ask:

- It will hurt?

He replied:

- I do not know.

He spat into his palm and rubbed it between my legs. Feeling that molasses between my legs turned me on and I held my breath. I felt it when he touched his cock to my ring. He said:

- Are you feeling it?

- Of course I am .

- What do you think?

- Are you kidding? I think you want to fuck my ass.

- But you have to say what you want.

I stuttered but said:

- I don't know, I don't want to, but go slowly and stop if it hurts.

- I want to hear you asking me to put in.

- I'm afraid!

- I don't care if you're afraid. I want to know if you're up for it.

I couldn't take that situation anymore.

- I do not know.

- You have to be sure!

- It's OK. So put it in, put it in!

And he started to thread. It hurt a lot when he forced and I asked: slowly, slowly. Today I know that he first had to put his fingers to relax the muscles until they widened well, but neither he nor I had that technique.

My ring opened and the big head passed through. It hurt like a shock. It looked huge. I felt like those bitches who get the dog's dick stuck. Anyone who's seen it knows what I'm talking about. I said:

- Dude, it won't work, it's too big.

- The worst has gone.

He leaned over me, bending my legs, and his cock was coming in and the pain was mixing with lust. I dug my fingernails into his boobs and he took my hand and started kissing.

I would open my eyes and see that furry male on top of me, with my legs over his shoulders. Very ridiculous position that later became my favorite (to put in, to give, I prefer sideways).

Today I know that I should have tried to force it out because it got in easier, but I was trying to swallow his dick as quickly as possible to see if the pain went away and it hurt more and more.

But he kissed my hand with so much love that I thought: if it had to be, it could only be this guy and the pain even lessened. He said:

- Oh , what a hot ass. Relax, boy. It's too good!

And that helped me forget a little about the pain and the burning I felt. Worse than any constipation. I had already tried to fuck a girlfriend's ass before and she wouldn't allow it. Now I understood.

Today I know that you really have to be very macho to take it in the ass. I took his arms and pulled. He lay down, bending my body completely, kissed my mouth and passed his mustache on my neck and we were squirming and, when I saw it, everything had gone up my ass.

He stretched his arms again and began the back-and-forth. As soon as he started pumping , I felt an itch in my cock and sack, going up my spine and it was already squirting in our bellies.

Enjoy and relax. The pain was getting more and more pleasurable. I clutched at his furry breasts and writhed in pleasure. He also didn't take long and filled the gala condom. After coming, he fell on top of me and spoke softly in my ear, tickling his mustache:

- You're not a virgin anymore, boy.

- Son of a bitch!

But I had a smile on my lips. My friend fell down lying next to me, saying:

- We need to celebrate!

I was finally able to stretch my aching legs. You can't define pleasure. Only those who have felt what I'm talking about know. My friend took the bottle of wine and threw it over my body. The horny was so much that my dick was still hard , pointing to the ceiling, still with the gala dripping.

He licked the wine off my chest, took my cock and released the last of the gala that was still inside, saying:

- You can see that you liked it, huh, big boy?

He took another condom and covered my dick. He finished covering it with his mouth and gave a good suck to wet the whole condom.

My dick was throbbing hard. My friend took a breath and climbed back on top of me, sitting on my stomach. He turned up his ass and said:

- My turn to be inaugurated.

I was already getting angry with the conversation and said:

- You fool me that I like it.

He looked at me seriously and said:

- You don't believe it? But it's true. I traded when I was a kid, but that doesn't count.

- Did you learn all this from a book?

He laughed and said:

- I admit I've been thinking about it for a while, but only in theory.

I entered the game and said:

- You could see that I'm the type that learns fast, right?

I was soon trying to lift my hips and pushing their thighs with my hands. He said:

- Easy, slowly, let me do it. After all, I've waited until today for this.

I didn't have to do anything. My friend started, very slowly, to swallow my cock with his ass . I could see in his face the pain he was feeling, his mouth wide open as if he was sucking a dick, and I came to believe that I was really inaugurating that donut.

When he finished sitting on my cock, he just stood there looking at me. I started to make some movement with my hips and he started to ride me little by little.

I think he was going to come soon, but he yelled:

- Try to hold the enjoyment as long as you can.

To try to distract myself from the cum, I grabbed his dick and started masturbating. His cock wasn't entirely hard, but he suddenly released a bunch of cum and hit me right in the face.

Then I couldn't resist and I enjoyed everything I had to enjoy. My friend fell on top of me and was licking his own cum mixed with wine all over my chest, face, tongue, everything. I kissed that mouth with my fucking friend's all-white mustache.

Satisfied and, as I later realized was his normal after he came, he rolled onto his side and turned off the light on his bedside table. I started to speak:

- Wow , man, it was awesome, I never thought I'd enjoy it...

And other things like that, but I soon realized that the guy had fallen asleep and was even starting to snore. I got up and went to the bathroom to give my fucking body a clean and water my ass .

When I got back, I thought about lying in my own bed, but seeing that ass looking at me, I went, lay down, and humped my friend. If he woke up, he pretended he was sleeping. I felt a little regretful but, horny kid, I had to jerk off before bed. I came on my friend's back, turned off the light on my side and slept hugging my friend's back.

When I woke up, my friend was already taking a shower. I tried to make a mess of my own single bed so the maid wouldn't notice we were sleeping together. He noticed when he came out of the bathroom and laughed, saying:

- What is it? Are you sorry?

I approached him, wanting to hug him and saying:

- Dude, it was too much!

He pushed me away, saying:

- Calm down, go take your shower before they notice we're missing.

- Why did not you call me? I showered with you.

My dick was already showing signs of life. He looked me in the eyes and said:

- Boy, what a fire! Everything has its time.

The crown knew things.