Gonzalo Narvreón - Aquiles... a curious straight

Adrián’s and Inés' sex lives were whole and uncovered. They used sex toys and practiced oral sex until the end. They played with Adrián’s sperm, passing it from one mouth to another; Adrián ejaculated into Inés' vagina and then licked it dry. Over the years, Adrián had allowed Inés to play with her fingers around his asshole until the day came when she penetrated him and found his prostate; it was a one-way journey. When Adrián discovered the pleasure he got from having his prostate massaged while his wife was sucking his dick, he couldn't stop anymore.

The first time he told about his experience in the childhood group of four, with details and without blushing, made everyone end with an erect and wet dick.

Aquiles' sex life was similar to Adrián's, stripped of inhibitions. Even at Marina's insistence and after having encouraged himself to experience prostate massages, pushed by the experiences reported by Adrián, he dared to allow Marina to penetrate him with a not very large sex toy, which had given him extreme pleasure.

This experience he never dared to share with his friends. Indeed, cultural and social mandates inhibited him, plus his own "macho" pride. Clearly, in his small group, no one would have been horrified, least of all, after what Adrián had told them; perhaps telling them would have even allowed Marcos and Félix to confess that they were doing it too, or that he had once tried, but he had never dared to tell them.

“Guys, shall we order some ice cream?” asked Aquiles, closing the subject.

Everyone gave the OK, and each one proposed flavors. Aquiles called the ice cream shop, and they waited for the delivery.

The women began to put things on the tray to clear the table and went to the kitchen, where they talked while preparing coffee.

The men stayed in the living room, turned on the TV, and engaged in a game of tennis until the doorbell rang, announcing that the ice cream was waiting downstairs.

“Give me the keys,” said Adrián.

“They're on the door. You know which ones are up and which ones are down,” answered Aquiles.

While Adrián went downstairs to get the ice cream, the girls returned from the kitchen, bringing the bowls and the freshly brewed coffee that had flooded the room with that exquisite and characteristic flavor.

Adrián returned and left the ice cream pots on the table.

“Self-service, here are the spoons, each one of you help yourself,” said Marina.

Paula made sure to serve coffee during the conversation.

“It looks like tomorrow is going to be a sunny day as today, the night is starry. Do you want to go sailing?” asked Adrián.

“I'll pass, my friend... if you agree, let's leave it until the next Sunday. The truth is I want to wake up when my body decides to do it and spend the day doing nothing at all, even though it will be a sunny day,” Aquiles answered quickly.

“We got engaged in taking the kids to the movies, so we can't either,” said Paula.

“OK, understood; we can arrange for next Sunday, and we can let Félix know if they want to come with the kids or if they leave them with someone and come alone; it would be fun if all the kids came,” said Adrián.

“Do you have anything planned for the next summer vacation?” asked Paula.

“Probably a beach, but we haven't talked about that yet, whether it's Brasil, the Caribbean, Punta del Este, or Cariló,” answered Marina.

“We assume local, probably Cariló. With teenage boys who are already planning vacations with friends, begging to tie you up a bit. Maybe, let's arrange with Félix and Sofía; I suspect that because of the baby, they won't go very far, if they decide to go somewhere,” said Paula and ask addressed to Inés, “You?”

“You know that Adrián likes to go out with the sailboat... if we don't go very far, the option is Punta del Este because here, except for Mar del Plata, there are no alternative ports. We haven't talked about it yet,” said Inés.

They continued with the ice cream and the coffee, talking about subjects that were not significant.

It was 02:00 a.m. Each one in the group took their belongings, greeted Marina, and went out to the elevator with Aquiles, who accompanied them to the ground floor to open the door and say goodbye.

Aquiles went back to his apartment, went into the bathroom, peed, cleaned his teeth, wiped his slippers heading to bed, took off his shirt, shorts, underwear, and fell, wishing not to be disturbed by anything or anyone.

Aquiles began to emerge slowly from the deep sleep into which he had fallen and in which he had remained uninterrupted throughout the night. He looked at the alarm clock; it was eleven. He was surprised because he thought that unless something disturbed him, he would sleep past midday.

Marina had gotten up early, as she usually did, beyond her bedtime.

He walked to the bathroom, and after taking a bath and cleaning his teeth, he took a quick shower, went to the dressing room, and put on loose printed boxers and a T-shirt.

He went to the kitchen and saw that Marina was in the breakfast room, eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, sitting by the window, through which the sun was shining. He could see the blue sky, which was completely clear. It seems to be spectacular Sunday weather. For a moment, he thought about the proposal Adrián had made the night before, but he did not regret having stayed asleep and regained his energy.

Aquiles approached Marina and gave her a tender kiss on the lips.

Marina responded with a wet kiss that exploded with coffee flavor and grabbing the Aquiles’ dick with one hand.

“Peace... give me a break,” said Aquiles.

“I let you sleep all night without bothering you,” replied Marina.

Without replying, Aquiles grabbed a cup, poured himself white coffee, and took a croissant that looked incredibly tempting.

“We had a good time yesterday,” he said.

“Yes, it was a nice night,” replied Marina, and added, “I was a little surprised by the things Inés told us yesterday while we were alone in the kitchen… after so many years, I don't imagine why occurred to her to say to us such intimacies.

“What did she tell you?” asked Aquiles, between intrigued and worried about what Marina might have told them.

“She told us in great detail about the things they do with Adrián, the oral games with semen that they practice, the prostate massages... I don't know why, but I always imagined that Adrián surely was a dirty and lustful man in everything related to sex, maybe because he’s handsome, plus his attractive and rogue face. Instead, I always saw Inés as so timid that I didn’t image her so dirty. Maybe she was inspired by all we talked about the pregnancies, and then she went off to tell us,” said Marina.

Aquiles, who almost spat out the sip of coffee he was taking, said:

“Well... let's see... let's go by parts, so Adrián is a handsome man to you? OK… I hope you haven't told them what we do, or at least, not everything we do.”

“Yes, I think he's a handsome man... didn't I ever tell you? He's a beautiful and attractive guy like Félix and Marcos are. The truth is you're a nice quartet; I'm married, but I'm not blind,” answered Marina.

“Gosh... I hope I don't have to take care of my best friends,” said Aquiles sarcastically.

“Don't be silly... Besides, for the times I saw them in shorts, none of their dicks seems like yours,” said Marina laughing.

“Ah, but you're shameless! You've been watching my friends' bulges,” said Aquiles.

“And what's wrong with that? Surely, you didn't notice the tits and buttocks of their wives...!,” said Marina smiling.