I woke up to an empty bed. Raul was gone. He left a note on the bedside table that said he had gone on a run. It was probably best to avoid each other after what happened last night.
I took a shower and packed my things to go. I hadn't brought much, just a few changes of clothes and my tablet. Before leaving Raul's apartment, I looked back towards his bedroom door. I thought about the night before. Surely this would change things. It might lead to the silent treatment but Raul would be within his right. Best thing to do now is forget about it.
[A Few Days Later]
I hadn't heard from Raul until just this morning, when I received a text from him. He said there was a water issue with his apartment building and asked if he could come over to get ready for work.
I never questioned why he hadn't just asked his brothers, I simply replied that it was fine and he was more than welcome to come over.
I lived with a roommate who was almost never home. He worked long hours and the day he was free, he would go out. I basically had the place to myself.
I wasn't sure what to expect considering we hadn't talked since the incident. But seeing as he asked to come over, I figured things were fine and he just wanted to put it behind us.
The door rang and I went to go answer. It was Raul. He was wearing a plain gray t-shirt and gray sweatpants.
"Hey Adan," he said as went for a hug. "Thanks for letting me come over on such short notice. They turned off the water at my place."
"It's no problem. You said you needed to use the shower, right? It's this way. I left a towel inside for you. Let me know if you need anything else. I'll be in my room."
I left before he could say a word. It's not that I was scared to talk to him. The issue was that I was getting hard. The hug, remembering back to that night, the thought of him showering at my place... it was all too much.
Part of me wanted to undress and walk into that shower with him. I wanted to please him again. Do anything to make him feel good. I stuck my hand down my pants and started jerking off.
"Oh, Raul," I moaned to myself. A got a few more strokes in before I heard the shower stop. I quickly stopped and tried to gather myself up mentally.
I opened the door to find Raul standing in the hallway wearing only the towel around his waist. He smiled when he saw me.
"Sorry, I left my clothes in my car. Guess I was in such a rush."
The other night in such low light, I didn't have the chance to see him fully. But now here he was in perfect lighting.
He had light brown eyes and short black hair. For facial hair, he had a mustache and goatee. I couldn't see any body hair except for a happy trail near his well-defined abs. Moving back up to his chest, I stared to admire those wonderful pecs of his. I imaged resting my head on them. And his face... his face stared back at me with a mischievous smile.
I quickly looked away. Fuck, Adan, what has gotten into you?
"So, your clothes are in your car? I can go get them if you want," I offered.
"You could if you want. Unless you'd rather I... stay like this?"
I looked back to him. He was grabbing his clearly visible hard on.
As he rubbed himself, Raul said, "I gotta be honest, cuz. I keep thinking back to that other night. I have never busted a nut so quickly before. I just wanted to ask if you'd be up for it again. No pressure. Just think of it as jerking off with a friend. It doesn't have to be weird. But if you prefer not to, tell me now and we can forget anything ever happened."
Raul liked it? And he wanted to do it again? My dick was at full mast. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them off. I was wearing red boxer briefs. There was a wet spot on them from all the precum.
Raul smirked. As I took my shirt off, he dropped his towel. Unlike the other night, I was now able to take in all of my cousin's hot naked body. Raul stroked his dick playfully as an attempt to get me to move closer.
Raul's dick was thick. It looked thicker now than before. His skin color wasn't as dark as most Mexicans, but he had on a decent tan. His dick was darker than the rest of his skin. As he stroked it, I saw that his tip was pink. The color combination for some reason drove me crazy in lust.
I moved closer so that we were a foot apart. He allowed me to grab his dick. I pulled the foreskin back to get a closer look at his pink tip. I swirled my finger around, playing with his precum.
We met eyes and we both smiled sheepishly. Raul grabbed the waistband of my underwear and pulled it down. My 6 inch dick was leaking so much precum.
"Damn, Adan. Never seen this much precum before." His finger picked up a drop that was making its way downwards. "Do I turn you on that much?" When he talked in a low voice, it's almost like it turned raspier than usual. If I hadn't been turned on by the current situation, his sexy voice alone would have been enough to get me there.
With each other's dick in hand, we stroked them with delicacy. Having our dicks side by side really put into perspective his size compared to mine. Like I said, he was thick. I would say mine was a decent thickness, but his looked massive.
"How big?" I asked, not breaking my view of the beautiful cock.
"I think it's like eight and half inches."
"Looks so much bigger."
Raul chuckled. "Yours isn't that far off."
We continued to jerk each other off. The slowness of it made it feel more intimate. I wanted to keep my hand on him for as long as possible.
Raul and I made eye contact. We stared at each other as we let our sexual desire take control. He started stroking my dick faster. I kept pace with him.
Our eyes never turned away from each other. Our mouths remained open as we were focused more on jerking each other off, moans and heavy breathing escaping throughout.
The whole interaction felt strange. It almost felt like my penis wasn't my own, like I had someone else's. Like I had Raul's penis. Since we kept the same stroking pace, it was like the two of us melded into one. I was stroking my 8.5 inch fat cock and Raul was stroking his 6 inch cock.
I was getting so close. And it was as if Raul knew because he stopped moving his hand.
"I'm almost close and I don't want to cum just yet." Raul walked into my bedroom. I hadn't immediately followed him. I was trying to prevent myself from accidentally coming too early.
After what felt like a minute, but was probably a few seconds, I entered my room. Raul stood at the edge of my bed. His stroked his dick like I wasn't there. I simply watched the show. He would occasionally slap his dick on his palm which made a satisfying sound.
A rush of anxiety washed over me. A very enormous want took over. I slowly made my way to him. Raul's head was facing the ceiling, eyes closed, as he enjoyed his own pleasuring. I wanted to help. I wanted to do more. He deserved more. I got to my knees and stared at his big fat cock. I wasn't even sure if it would fit in my mouth, but I was going to try anyways.
Raul squeezed his dick out as a way to let out more precum. I took the opportunity to make my move. I licked his cock head as soon as the foreskin pulled back. "Fuck!" Raul let out a moan as he rubbed his head into my tongue. I tasted his salty precum.
Raul still had his eyes closed. That was definitely intentional. It was almost as if he anticipated me to move to a blowjob, and not looking was a great way to imagine it was someone else doing it. I intended to fully take advantage of his gift to me.
I lowered my mouth further onto his dick. He used his hand to move it around before letting go and letting me take the reins. I sucked him off without using my hands. I wanted to make sure this felt as 'straight' for him as possible and that meant him not feeling the touch of my hands.
"Mmm, fuck yeah. Que rico," he said. Something about him speaking Spanish made my dick pulse. It provided motivation on the off chance I'd hear it again.
I continued sucking him and since I hadn't let his dick leave my mouth, it was dripping wet from all my saliva. The wet sound turned me on so much.
"Estas bien mojada." Raul said I was very wet using the feminine word as if I was a 'girl'.
Raul was moaning more than before. Maybe it was because he had 'convinced' himself that he was actually getting a blowjob from, or fucking, a girl instead of a guy.
At some point Raul had laid down completely on the bed. He ran his hands around his body to keep them busy. I loved watching his fingers glide across those firm abs.
I focused on his fingers. The way they moved around his body told me how he felt and I used it to my advantage. I adapted my sucking and stroking technique to ensure those fingers kept 'showing' how great he was feeling.
At some point they moved up to his nipples. Those nice pink, perky nipples. He twisted and pulled on them as his panting increased. He was close.
"Asi, sigue. Ya casi vengo." He was telling me to keep going, that he was close.
He moaned more loudly, his body tensed up, more nipple play happened until finally... "Traga mi leche!" / "Swallow my load."
His ejaculation felt so strong, the first initial burst hit the back of my throat and made me gag. I held it together and swallowed as much as I could. A lot of it unfortunately spilled down his dick and balls and to the floor or bed.
Raul covered his face with his hands. It reminded me of the other night. A little of the shame came back. I got up and left the room without saying anything. I grabbed his car keys from the bathroom and went to go get his clothes. When I returned to the house, I heard the shower running. I left the clothes next to the door and went to my room.
Raul's 'leche' was salty and somewhat sweet. I wanted more of it so I licked the spot on my bed sheet that some of his cum had dripped onto. I breathed in the smell and fell asleep imagining that sweet 'leche' getting fucked into me.
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