Tell me a tale

The tale of my boyfriend

I was bitterly crying in bed again over James, who had left me a week ago. It had been cause I had surprised him cheating me with a girl, totally disgusting! I never thought James could be bisexual.

It was when I was crying bitterly myself to death in bed, for I had not overcome our breakup yet, that Milo came into my room.

Milo Lukeson and I shared a student’s flat, since both of us studied literature at the same faculty and we were both 25 now. I’m Aiden Cornell and just like him, I’d always been fond of literature. I preferred novels; Milo preferred poetry and tales.

-Oh recover your energy, Aiden. I’ve heard you crying from my room. Forget James, he’s not worth of you.

Milo knew I was gay and had always respected me and knew James, my only boyfriend so far. In order to calm me down, he started to rub my ears and started wiping away the tears from my eyes with his left hand. Oh, that was something James used to do many times when I was a bit downhearted and I told Milo.

-You’re doing the same James did to me, Milo, sorry that I’m getting hard.

-At least you’ve stopped crying for a while. What did James do to you next?

-Well, he used to lick my ears, even inside.

To my greatest surprise Milo started then licking my ears. He was just calming me down but oh, how good he was!

-James now used to pull down my briefs with the clear intention to fuck me and make me forget whatever problems I had.

 And as I had told Milo, he instantly pulled down my briefs and started to erotically grope my bum.

-You know what, Aiden? I love tales, as you know, and I’ve always fancied living inside a tale, if I could be the protagonist of one, even if it is a gay tale, even if it is an erotic gay tale, yes why not? If you could make up a tale for me right now, I could do just anything and I mean it: if you made up a tale in which I am raped, I would even be raped.

-You hot boy! But no, Milo, if you want me to make up a tale for you, first I’ll tell you the tale of my boyfriend, what my boyfriend used to do to me, in sad cold nights.

-So please start.

-Once upon a time, James entered my room and saw me in just my briefs and pulled them down and started touching my bum as you’re doing, getting hornier and hornier cause the aim was to fuck me. I want to see if you also desire to fuck this ass.

His hands were taking fire to my ass, so often fucked. But my aim was seeing how far Milo could go but leave him frustrated cause in the end he would not fuck me that night, but he still did not know. He was wearing a pink pajama and his bulge was more than obvious as he touched my ass with lust.

-And soon my boyfriend took his dick out for he knew sooner or later he would fuck me in the ass.

I saw Milo’s dick for the first time, cause he certainly whipped it out. Hot! He couldn’t be harder. No doubt the prospect of fucking me, which he supposed he would end up doing sooner or later, had him rock hard. But I challenged him a bit more.

-But now James became totally sweet with me and never withdrawing his erotic hands from my ass, he started kissing me with as much passion as a boyfriend could show.

Unbelievable! But that’s what Milo started doing now. I was sure he’d never kissed a boy but now he was playing James and he was totally into the role.

-Believe me, I love this tale. You see me doing what you tell me. I wish you continue making up tales for me. Provided I am the protagonist, I could do just anything.

-Sometimes James surprised me by turning me –instantly Milo turned me and saw how hard my dick was getting- and told me he’d fuck me later, but first he’d make me cum and with courage he grabbed my dick adding I should cum first before he fucked me. So he masturbated me all the time jerking himself off.

That’s exactly what Milo started doing now. He’d told me that I could even rape him if that was part of a tale I made up for him, but of course I would never rape him. But with that certainty, I intuited he could be challenged a bit and jack me off and he was happy, really happy as he took care of both his dick and mine.

So that heterosexual boy, my flat mate, was taking care of both our dicks and it was the first time he did something like that but I noticed in his crazy eyes he was really enjoying to be inside a tale, a gay erotic tale. I’d always found Milo a sexy boy but never before had I wanked over him for even when I was engaged to James, I only masturbated thinking about him. But my anguish over my last boyfriend was disappearing thanks to Milo and I saw him so brave that I felt now a new world could start between us, for he was more than willing to do anything if it were told him as a tale.

-I’m cumming, Milo. Thanks for this unexpected pleasure –and my first load with him came then and I really filled the floor with a huge load. And after my load, his dick became a sexier fountain, cumming for the first time with a boy, before a boy.

-But some days, Milo –I continued-, James only jacked me off and next he saw I was not in the mood for being fucked. So this is how this tale ends and I’m sure you’re frustrated now.

-The tale of my boyfriend has been my gay initiation, Aiden, and I’ve loved living in an imaginary tale. I’ve played James tonight but since I’m sure you can continue to make up wonderful tales, you’d better create now some imaginary characters and I will do whatever they do, believe me. I’m glad that the sadness from your eyes has disappeared. Now I’m heading to my bedroom and leave you alone for tonight, but please make up new tales for tomorrow. I have enjoyed this experience much more than real sex with girls. Remember I’m willing now to do just anything provided I’m again the protagonist of an erotic gay tale. Good night, Aiden.

-Good night, you sexy Milo Lukeson. See you tomorrow.

And he left my room then. He wasn’t frustrated for not having fucked me; I noticed it in his eyes. He was much aroused. Maybe tomorrow he asked me for more tales.

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