Gonzalo Narvreón - Aquiles... a curious straight

He concentrated on his orgasm and on ejaculating.

Aquiles felt that he no longer had control and that his sperm had begun the glans journey.

He emitted a cut-off groan, arched his back, and, sinking his head into the pillow, felt his semen begin to flow. Definitely, it wasn't the best orgasm of his life, but it was pleasant.

“My love,” exclaimed Marina, who, without letting Aquiles finish, stood up and went with her mouth searching for the erect and wet dick of her male. Aquiles felt faint with pleasure and perceived that he was ejaculating a new spurt of semen, which Marina tasted as if it were ice cream. She continued to suck on it until she was sure there was nothing left to take out.

Aquiles began to feel spasms that made him tremble. His glans was very sensitive, and it was the fourth ejaculation experienced in less than twenty-four hours, two on Friday and one just a few hours ago, plus the recent one.

“Enough love, I've had it, and I've to go,” Aquiles said, in a pleading tone.

Marina stood over him again and took in both hands Aquiles' face; she brought her mouth close to his, and in a very lustful way, let a mixture of saliva and semen start to fall. Aquiles tried to dodge the flow of fluids, but he couldn't do it.

Although it was not a common practice, on some occasions, with Marina's mouth full of semen, they exchanged white kisses; even after he had ejaculated into her, Aquiles had cleaned with his tongue Marinas’ vagina.

Marina continued what she had started, giving him a deep kiss, making Aquiles swallow his own semen, and as if nothing had happened, she stood up.

“Now you can go and play football with your friends,” she said, with a smile drew on her face, and getting up to go to the bathroom.

Aquiles stood up, walked past Marina, and touching her buttocks, said:

“You're a very, very whore...” and without giving her time to respond, he went on his way to the bathroom to take a shower and take off the smell of sex impregnated over his entire body.

Aquiles took a quick and remedial shower, knotted a bath towel around his waist, and went to the dressing room to get some clothes.

He chose sports tights and white shorts, the football shirt he wore with his team, socks, boots, shin guards, a light hoodie, and prepared his sports bag with some extra sportswear and underwear, in case he decided to take a shower in the dressing room after the game.

The courts were not far from his house, so he still had time to arrive on time.

Aquiles saw Marina go into the bathroom and get under the shower. He said goodbye and went to the kitchen to get from the fridge a couple of bottles of isotonic drink, which were put in his bag. Took his car keys, wallet and left to meet his friends.

It was a splendid spring afternoon, with no wind and a clear sky.

Aquiles drove along, enjoying the day, parked his car inside the sports complex, and joined the group that was already inside the court.

They played for an hour and a half, some goals, some friction, and quite a few jokes on each other. The group met just to have a fun time, without the unmeasured urge to win, so it used to be a fun time of encounter, which they used as an excuse to get together.

The game ended, they said goodbye, and Aquiles stayed for a drink with Félix, Adrián, and Marcos, his three childhood friends.

“I'm exhausted,” said Aquiles.

“Come on... you didn't run so much today,” commented Félix.

“I think something else is shattering him; look at his gaunt face,” said Adrián.

The four of them laughed.

“Go on, tell us,” said Marcos.

Smiling and with a shame gesture drawn on his face, Aquiles, feeling shielded by the confidence they had each other and knowing they had always had told everything (or almost everything,) began to narrate in detail the sex sessions he had had with Marina from Friday night, until what had happened such a few hours ago.

“Phew, buddy... your wife is consuming you,” said Adrián, laughing.

“You're having a great time, lucky you... Because birth quarantine, I haven't fucked in thirty days, just spanking the monkey in the shower,” commented Félix.

“Look as you get hard,” said Marcos, turning to Félix, who was sitting with both legs open, letting see his lump and erected dick noticeably marked under his shorts.

At Marcos’ comment, Aquiles could not help but stare at his friend's crotch. He had never paid attention to that kind of thing before.

“And what do you want! I haven't fucked for a month, and Aquiles is counting in detail the sex sessions he has with Marina... in less than 24 hours, he got four ejaculations as if he were a teenager; enviable,” said Félix.

“It's true, I can cum four times a month, and if I'm lucky,” said Marcos, laughing.

“Hey, are you going to take a shower here? I'm very sweaty, and I don't want to get in the car like this,” said Adrián.

“I'm going home fast; Sofi is alone with the kids and the baby... Besides, I'm not going to get naked in the locker room showing my erected dick because of Aquiles’ stories,” said Félix, who grabbed his things, waved, and walked to his car.

“Come on, I'll take a shower too,” said Aquiles.

“So do I so I can get home clean,” said Marcos.

They took their sports bags and headed for the changing room, where they passed only two men who were already coming out of the showers.

They took off their clothes and went to the showers. Marcos and Adrián placed themselves in adjoining cubicles and Aquiles in one opposite theirs.

Beyond shared fuck-ups during his youth, Aquiles had never paid much attention to his friends' cocks. He didn't quite know why, perhaps because of Félix's recent erection episode or why, but while his friends were washing their heads and keeping their eyes closed, he stared at them in both dicks. By the way, he noticed that his dick's dimensions were much bigger than Marcos' and similar to Adrián’s cock.

He began to wash his head and closed his eyes.

“Besides, huge dick has this cow... great body, nice face and carrying such a pipe,” commented Marcos from the shower in front of Aquiles.

"It's true... the man is complete, and fortunate Marina; that's why he fucks so often,” added Adrián.

Aquiles only managed to smile, and beyond that, not feeling very comfortable with comments, he replied:

Not just the size that's important, but also the way you use it, as well as you use your tongue.

“Stop it, homie, don't start with your stories because we're going to get hard in the middle of the dressing room, and it’s going to be an embarrassing situation,” said Adrián.

The three of them laughed, finished taking a shower, and went to the benches to get dressed. Aquiles sat down and leaned his back against the wall.

“I'm tired... I think I'll get home, go to bed, and not wake up until tomorrow,” he said.

“Considering what you told us, that will only happen if Marina leaves you,” commented Adrián.

“No, not a chance... I can't even get my dick up with a jack,” answered Aquiles.

They finished dressing, went to the parking lot, and said goodbye.

Aquiles was about to get into his car when Marcos yelled at him:

“Hey... I wanted to tell you something that happened in the office, and I couldn't do it yesterday,”

“If it's about work, better not... I don't want to hear anything work-related,” Aquiles said.

“No, no... It has to do with the office, but it's nothing to do with work,” answered Marcos, approaching Aquiles' car.

Aquiles remained standing by the open door of his car,waiting for Marcos to approach.

“You know that, yesterday at noon, when they had all left for lunch, I left my office and saw that Alejandro had a video chat window open, in which I could see a guy in his underwear,” Marcos said.