Capítulo 6: Who is he?
I stopped in my tracks as Wen pulled me back, his grip firm but gentle. My body stiffened. I looked at his hand in surprise, and he must have sensed my discomfort because he quickly released his grip, offering me an apologetic smile.
"Please, Wang, try it for two minutes," he said, his voice soft and pleading. And if you are still not interested after two minutes, you could leave. I took a deep breath and reluctantly agreed.
He grinned, and it made me cringe. His smile was wide and unpleasant, and it didn't suit him at all. I wish he would stop smiling, but he seems oblivious to my discomfort. Suddenly, he said, "Pick a number!" I hesitated, not sure what I was supposed to choose.
"15," I finally said, knowing I wouldn't do it and would just drop the money and leave.
Great, he said happily, pushing me towards the stall. With a wide smile, I could see excitement in his eyes.
I take a deep breath as I enter the stall. The scent that greets my nose is like a soothing balm for my soul. The comforting aroma wraps around me like a warm blanket, calming my inner beast and allowing me to relax. My other monster wants nothing more than for me to sink my teeth into his flesh and taste his blood. He doesn't have a human scent, and I can't place him. He is mysterious, and that only makes him more exciting. His presence fills me with a thrill I can't explain. I want to know more about him, but I also want to keep him mysterious. His unknown identity only adds to the excitement and anticipation I feel. I'm ready to let him take what he wants from me.
My beast sensed the anxiety in the air, and before long, the anxiety was replaced with calm. He was no longer agitated or on edge.
I stood there, my concentration unbroken. I found myself growing more and more interested. When the two minutes were up, I was surprised to find that I wanted to stay and continue.
I can't help but feel aroused when I imagine his mouth on my cock. It's such an intimate and thrilling sensation that it fills me with pleasure and anticipation. I imagine his soft lips and tongue exploring my length, his warm breath tingling my skin, and the sound of his moans mixing with mine. I can feel myself getting harder and harder as my desire intensifies.
I don't know what to expect when I unbuckle my belt and step closer to the hole I am supposed to stand in front of. I could feel my heart racing as I looked around, unsure of what I would find. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.
His hands grabbed my cock gently. They were gentle and radiated electric waves throughout my body, causing my cock to vibrate. I could feel my excitement rising, and before I knew it, I was lost in the moment.
His lips and tongue move in complete harmony, creating a sensation of pleasure like nothing I have ever experienced before. His mouth works its magic on my cock, sending pleasure waves through my body. His skillful touch brings me to the brink of orgasm, only to retreat and start again. I never know when the blissful pleasure will end, but I never want it to. His mouth works its magic on me, pushing me to pleasure heights I never thought possible.
He winced in pain, and I quickly pulled away, scared I had hurt him. "Are you okay?" I asked hoarsely, sounding genuinely concerned. I waited for a response, my heart pounding, but he didn't respond. I reached out to touch him, hoping to comfort him, but he quickly pulled away.
I felt terrible, knowing I had caused him pain. I wasn't sure what to do, so I just stood there, feeling helpless and embarrassed.
I was about to apologize, but I heard shuffling, and the next second, he passed me a note. The note read, "I'm sorry I pulled away; I'm not used to people touching me. Thank you for your concern."
He passed me another note, this time with a smiley face. I couldn't help but smile at the gesture, feeling warmth in my chest. I read the note, which said, "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding; I hope I didn't make you too uncomfortable. His cursive writing is beautiful, making me blush for a moment." I felt relieved that he wasn't mad at me and could express himself in a way that made him comfortable.
I felt my cheeks flush as I felt his soft hands embrace my hips. The contact sent a spark of electricity through my body. I could feel the heat radiating from his fingertips as he pulled me closer. I trembled with anticipation as I felt his palms against my hips, the sensation making me feel alive. I could feel my heart racing and my desire for him intensifying with every passing second. The feeling of him holding me tight made me feel completely safe and secure. That feeling made me blush. His touch sent shivers through my body, and I knew I wanted more.
Oh, that's a good boy, I moaned loudly as he buried me deep in his throat. His soft moans vibrated through my cock as he went deeper and deeper. His throat sensation was amazing as it moved around my shaft, squeezing and massaging my balls with every movement. I felt my orgasm building with each thrust, and soon I couldn't hold back anymore.
I tried to pull myself out of his mouth, but he held me in place by my hips and pulled me deeper into his throat. The sensation of his throat around my shaft was too intense. I could feel my orgasm building with each thrust. I let out a loud moan of pleasure and pulsed my cum down his throat.
He slowed down and continued to move his tongue around my shaft as he swallowed my cum. I let out a satisfied groan and watched my orgasm slowly subside. He maintained his grip on my hips and kept his tongue moving around my shaft until I was completely drained. I couldn't help but feel an immense sense of satisfaction as I stood there, my head and hands on the wood that separated us. I savored the moment and his sweet scent. The intensity of the moment was palpable, and I felt a deep connection with him.
Damn this wood that separated us, because at that moment I desperately desired to kiss him while inhaling his scent. I felt my heart swell with love as I synchronized my breathing with his. I wished desperately that I could reach out and touch him.
"What is your name, and can I have your number?" I couldn't believe how soft my voice sounded.
I heard a shuffle, and then a note was passed to me. It read, "I'm sorry, we are not allowed to give out our names, and I don't have a phone." I felt embarrassed for asking such a personal question, and my face grew warm.
"Okay," I said sweetly. I chuckled at myself for being so childish. "I'll keep the note," I said as I tucked it away in my pocket.
I took out one thousand dollars from my wallet and held it out to him. I could feel him hesitating before taking the money. "Thank you," I said, and I walked out of the stall with a satisfied smile.
I waited for some odd reason to see if he would come my way. However, I heard a door opening on the other side. I guess there was a back door. Laughing and shaking my head in disbelief, I walked away with a smile on my face.
I walked back into the lounge, and the shock on my brother's face was evident. "Wang, I thought you went home," he said in disbelief. The rest of the group was back too, drinking and dancing as if nothing had happened. I smiled and joined in.
Wen smiled as he saw my joy and teased me, "You look happy, Wang!" I grinned back and replied, "Yes, I am! My soul is happy."
Good, he said, and he continued dancing. Drinks came in 10 minutes later, and the good thing about us is that we don't get drunk, despite the amount we consumed. We danced and laughed until the early hours of the morning, and the joy on all of our faces was evident.
When the server came to pack our empty glass cups, I gave her 200 dollars and said, "This is for you and the bartender." She grinned and thanked me before leaving, her eyes twinkling with appreciation. I was happy to show my gratitude and make her day brighter.
I shouted to my brother over the loud music, "I will be right back!" He nodded, and I quickly crossed the crowd.
After a few minutes, I returned, and my brother was still standing in the same spot. He smiled at me and said, "Welcome back." We both laughed and continued to enjoy the music.
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