Nathan

It was Nathan’s last night and as Carlos had to get his boy to the airport early, he decided he’d take him to an intimate little bistro called Le bistro de la Paris, a tiny candle lit place, where couples in love are left alone to canoodle after, and during their food.

This night, Carlos was going to introduce Nathan to the delights of both caviar and oysters, he’d never tasted either before.

Young Nathe looked stunning in his white, figure-hugging T shirt with a see-through panel across his chest and skinny jeans. Carlos wore a classic tight-fitting black T that accentuated his bulging biceps and also wore jeans, just regular 501s as he would never get those thighs into skinny jeans.

They walked into the restaurant and the whole place stopped. Some people gasped; others sat opened mouthed. Whether you were gay or straight, you couldn’t fail to notice what a stunning couple they made, and how much love they had for each other.

The Maître d’ showed them to an intimate table in the corner and Carlos pulled the chair for his boy to sit down.

“Nathey, do you mind if I order tonight? if you don’t like anything I choose, just say, and we'll get something else. Promise?”

Nathe shifted in his seat as Carlos looked at the menu, mmmmm, he wasn’t too sure about this, no snails, or frogs’ legs for him, yeukkkkk!

The waiter stood there as Carlos to told him what they’d like.

“Blinis and caviar to start with followed by a plate of oysters, please” Nathan squirmed in his seat, he winced. “Nathe, speak up or forever hold your tongue boy, you OK with this?”. He nodded and thought, in a penny in for a pound, he’d try at least.

Carlos had ordered a bottle of their best Champagne. He proposed a toast to their love and to the future. Young Nathans heart skipped a beat, it was then Nathan knew; Carlos was in this for a long haul.

First came the caviar and the little baby pancakes. Carlos downed a blini in one and sat and waited. Nathan had watched as Carlos spooned the beluga caviar onto the pancake and did the same, but only half the amount. He gingerly put it into his mouth and gagged. His eyes watered and he gagged again, at this moment in time he would have given anything to spit it out but didn’t want to embarrass himself or his man.

He swallowed, but couldn’t bring himself to eat another. Carlos sat there laughing. “Baby, take a mouthful of champagne it’ll get rid of the taste, I take it by your reaction it’s a big, no?” Nathan giggled,

“Sorry Carlos, it tasted really salty, I really don’t like it, it’s vile” The man smiled, “No worries son, will you try an oyster though?” Nathan nodded still wincing.

The oysters came and Carlos had an idea. He leaned into his Prince and whispered. “Baby you told me the other day you trusted me, right? Nathan nodded again. I want you to do something for your man. Imagine we’re in the bedroom and you’re on your knees, you know how you stick your tongue flat out and I cum over it? well, I want you shut your eyes, and put your tongue out. Then I’m gonna put the oyster on your tongue son. Just think it’s my cum, ok?”

Nathan’s face flushed and Carlos noticed that his nipples had stiffened and were rubbing against the see-through fabric. Carlos thought he was going to nut, there and then. He continued whispering, “Does that turn you on baby, your man wanting to cum over that pretty pink tongue of yours?” Nathan gasped softly and smiled, “yes”.

Carlos gently tipped up Nathan’s chin, and he dutifully shut his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

People started to watch, some even stopped eating, as this beautiful slim creature sat there, eyes shut, mouth open, so this bull of a man could seductively feed him the most powerful aphrodisiac in nature.

Carlos placed the shell against the end of the boys’ tongue, slowly tipping the oyster into Nathan’s mouth. He savoured it, some of the juice dribbled down his chin and Carlos smoothed it away with his finger and gently pushed it into his boys’ mouth to suck clean. He opened his glazed eyes, and in that second, looked so sexually aroused, the room gasped in unison.

Carlos’s hand trembled slightly removing the shell, as his boy savoured the salty sweet taste on his tongue, then swallowed it as if it was the cum from Carlos’s massive phallus.

No-one in that room had ever seen anyone get so turned sexually on by eating an oyster. The women wished they were on the receiving end, and the men would have gladly lined up and fed Nathan another oyster followed by their seed.

They arrived home relatively early because of the next mornings early start. Carlos poured himself brandy and sat on the balcony looking up at the Eiffel Tower. Nathan packed his bag and removed his clothes. He was wearing yet another thong from Pineapple, this time white to match his outfit. He walked on to the balcony on this hot summers night and Carlos patted his knee. Nathey sat in his lap facing him with a leg either side of his man’s powerful thighs. He removed the brandy from Carlos’s hand and kissed him softly. “Thank you for such an amazing weekend, no one has ever treated me like this before. I’ve had a brilliant time, it was well lush” Carlos laughed tenderly, “Well lush? that’s a new one on me boy, what’s that supposed to mean huh?” “It means Daddy, that I had a fabulous time"

They kissed again, so lovingly, as Nathan danced on Carlos’s lap, whimpering into his man’s kisses. Carlos began to lap at Nathey’s titties as Nathan sat forward so Carlos could release his cock. He then pulled Nathe’s thong aside and entered his boy pushing him down to the base of his cock.

That night they made love for hours, your eyes can’t believe what your mind would conceive as Carlos filled his boy, not once, not twice, but three times with his thick seed.

They eventually fell asleep spooning, with Carlos still inside his young lover until dawn broke the next day......