Lucky Mr. Peters
Chapter 2
"Hi Mr. Peters, it's me, Allejandro, can I come in?" he almost whispered.
"Oh, eh ... sure," I said, being absolutely stupefied and not knowing what else to do or say.
As he brushed passed me through the small hallway and into the living room, my nostrils told me that he had probably showered very recently. I closed the door and followed him to where he had turned around to face me. He looked at me intently and I noticed that his eyes had made a quick check on my crotch area before returning to my face. I returned the favor and could see he was clearly aroused, which in turn aroused me.
"Do you like me like that?" he asked, pointing at my crotch, seeing the effect he had provoked.
"Mmm mmmh," was all I was able to stammer back, unable to articulate any decent answer.
"Good," he said and then, within seconds, stripped into naught but his skin. The only thing I noticed in his flurry was that he had forgone wearing any underwear beneath his shorts.
He was standing in front of me, smiling, his arms resting beside his body and his still boyish cock pointing straight upward. And then the realization hit me: there was not a single strand of body hair to be seen. At his age, there should have been pubes, but there weren't any. I knew some guys liked to shave their body hair, if only to look younger, but I never imagined a boy of his age would.
Involuntarily my hand went forward and I grabbed his stiff member, eliciting a soft moan. I don't know what went through my mind as I crumpled to my knees in front of him. I wanted to taste his boyhood and I wanted it now!
As my lips closed on the tip of his helmet and then engulfed it, I could hear him whimper and then let out a whispering and elongated "Sssiiiiiiiii."
I noticed his knees becoming a bit weak and there would be no way for me to keep him standing until I was done with him. I quickly got back onto my feet, still trembling a bit, took hold of one of his hands and all but dragged him into the bedroom. "Lay down," I said, pointing to the bed and he immediately complied.
I must have set a record undressing myself as mere moments later I was working his beauty once again. Just a few minutes later he had started bucking his hips and as I had been playing with his ballsack, I could clearly feel his testicles retract. In short order, I was treated to four jets of the most delicious nectar I had ever tasted. After swallowing everything he had I laid down beside him and let him slowly come down from his high.
After a while he looked over at me with a smile that should have split his face. Obviously, my own cock was still hard as a rock and he took notice. Once more he surprised me, getting on his hands and knees and saying, "You fuck me now, please."
With his skinny butt up in the air I could hardly contain myself, but this wasn't the way I wanted him. I told him to lay down as I got up and scurried to the bathroom to pick up the small container of lube I had taken with me. He was flat on his chest when I came back so I asked him to turn around, which he did, with a puzzled expression on his face. It slowly dissipated when I pulled up his legs and had his ankles resting upon my shoulders.
I leaned in to kiss him quickly, then said "I'm sorry, but I want to see your face when I fuck you, not the back of your head."
I lubed my cock first before I had my fingers explore his pucker. He had his eyes closed, making a clear effort to relax as first one, then two fingers found the insides of his boy hole. From his soft moans and the way he held himself I knew I was not the first and probably not the last to do him this way. He was more than ready and so was I.
As I entered him, my heart was racing and I knew I wouldn't last very long. Allejandro's cock had once again risen and I could see that his hands were clinching the bedsheets. As I neared my climax I suddenly felt Allejandro's ass clamp down on me while two squirts of cum shot out onto his belly. Within no time every drop of cum my balls had been able to produce that day had made its way into his rectum. I kissed him with a passion I had never experienced before and then rolled off of him to catch my breath.
Allejandro got out of bed and told me he had to go to the bathroom. I nodded, my conscious mind being totally absent, and then I was gone, fast asleep.
I opened my eyes as I slowly became awake. Sometime during the night Allejandro and I had become spooned together and I could feel my morning hardon pressing against his crack. I carefully extricated myself, picked up my cellphone from the bedside table and checked the time; it was close to 6 a.m.
I got up as quietly as I could, then went to the bathroom to relieve myself. I looked at my pill box and noticed I had forgotten to take my single pill last night. I quickly filled a glass with water and downed the pill, better late than never.
Going back into the bedroom I saw that Allejandro was still fast asleep and to my eyes at least, he looked absolutely angelic. I proceeded into the living and then the kitchenette, where I filled the water cooker so I could make some much needed coffee. I went back into the bedroom and gently started to wake Allejandro.
He woke up instantly and looked a bit disoriented. "Did I fall asleep?" he asked.
"I think we both did," I replied softly.
"What time is it?" he queried, swiveling his head, looking for something that could give him an answer.
I once again picked up my cellphone and showed him the time; it was 6:07 am.
"Have I been here all night?" he asked, sounding incredulous and a bit panic stricken.
"Sorry, but I've just woken up myself," I said apologetically, rustling with his hair a bit.
"I have to hurry. I need to be in the kitchen at 6:30," he said as he swung his legs out of the bed to get up.
Fifteen minutes later the door closed behind him and I was once more on my own, enjoying the cup of coffee that I had made. Allejandro had borrowed one of my stretch underpants as he didn't want to be caught naked when changing into his work clothes. I had told him I would most likely be gone for most, if not all of the day, but he could return it in the evening.
"My parents may not let me come out again, since I didn't come home last night," he had replied. At that I had scribbled my cellphone number on a piece of paper and told him to let me know one way or another. He promised he would before taking his leave.
As breakfast wound down I noticed a different cleaning crew, two rather plump girls, so I went back up to my suite and made ready for a busy day.
After the meeting with the lawyer, contacting my account manager back home to transfer funds, talking with the branch president of a Spanish bank and even more talks with the agent about what we could and should do over the next couple of days, I was thoroughly worn down. It was well passed 5 p.m. when I finally made it back to the suite.
Checking my cellphone, I noticed a WhatsApp message from an unknown number.
"Parents are really mad. Grounded until at least Thursday. Will be on breakfast duty tomorrow. Hope to see you then. Allejandro."
I felt sorry for the boy, but even sorrier for myself. I would be going back home on Saturday, so there would only be a single chance of getting together with Allejandro again on the Friday. Of course, after buying the villa and living here permanently, there would be ample opportunities of seeing each other again and I was really looking forward to that.
I did see Allejandro the next morning and as I tried to slip him another 50 Euro bill he vigorously shook his head. He leaned a bit closer to me and then whispered: "I didn't have sex with you because you paid me but because I wanted to." As he walked away he wiggled his skinny butt a little and I thought that all of a sudden life was being pretty good to me.
Friday afternoon everything that needed to be taken care of was and I managed to get back to my suite around 3 p.m. During the week, I had swapped a few WhatsApps with Allejandro. The little bugger had even sent me pictures of his boner and his skinny bum on Thursday, which I mightily enjoyed.
Once back in the suite I sent him a short message: "Honey, I'm home!" before taking out a beer from the minibar. I had only just opened up the bottle and taken one swig before I got a message back: "I'll be there in 5 minutes." Oh, just to be young and this enthusiastic again.
True to his word, I heard the telltale soft knock on the door some minutes later. I let him in and within seconds we were lip-locked, my hands roaming his tight buttocks. I steered him towards the small couch and as the backs of his legs nearly touched it I knelt down and unceremoniously yanked down his shorts and briefs. My prize was standing proud from its hairless surroundings, the foreskin rolled back just enough to reveal the tip of the glans.
I went to work on him with a vigor and soon his knees gave out and he had to lower himself onto the couch. As he did so, he spread his legs wide, giving me unrestricted access. My hands fondled his balls, caressed his thighs and calves, until I was rewarded with 6 strong spurts of deliciousness, which I greedily swallowed.
As his deflating dick slipped out of my mouth I looked up. Allejandro had his head arched up, his eyes still closed and I could see his hands still gripping the headrest of the couch. I pushed his legs together as I crawled onto his lap facing him, my knees on either side of his waist. I leaned in and lightly kissed him on the lips at which his eyes sprang open and then his gorgeous smile also reappeared.
I got off his lap and sat down next to him. Of course, I was hard, but I was also full of questions that all needed an answer. I turned to Allejandro and managed to get his attention by planting a kiss on his cheek.
I made a smacking sound, then said: "That was a bit more than last time."
He grinned and said: "I didn't do this all day," making a jacking motion with his hand.
I smiled, but then turned more serious: "Can I ask you why you came here last Monday evening?"
His smile faded and I could see the wheels in his mind turning.
"In the morning, I could see you maybe liked me," he said, pointing at my crotch, "and in the afternoon, you said there was no mistake. And when I walked away you kept looking at me, all the way to the door. In the evening, I needed to know for sure."
It suddenly dawned on me how terribly insecure Allejandro had been and probably still was.
"And when I came, you sucked me and you said you wanted to see me when you fucked me. No man wanted to look at me before. I am thin and small," he said, touching his shrunken boyhood, "I am ugly."
I saw a tear trickling down his cheek and my heart and mind were in a jumble. I could only pull him onto my lap, embracing him as tight as I could. I planted kisses all over his face and neck before I whispered into his ear: "You are not ugly, I think you are perfect."
We sat there for a while. Just being quietly together, neither of us really wanting to break the almost solemn silence. But then of course the inevitable happened, Allejandro's stomach started to rumble.
We decided to go to a rather expensive restaurant as the chance of any acquaintance of his being there was close to non-existent. The dinner was excellent and when I got back to the suite I left the door slightly ajar so Allejandro could get in without knocking.
After he got in he closed the door behind him and we embraced in the living room. He proceeded to take my hand and pulled me into the bedroom, where he started to undress. I followed suit and soon we were in bed, exploring each other’s bodies.
Like probably most people, I have multiple turn-ons, you already know about skinny butts. Another one is birthmarks and Allejandro had plenty of those all over his body. He even had one on his dick and I think it looked absolutely gorgeous.
At the risk of sounding crazy, I'm also a sucker for small ears. Allejandro's were on the brink of being tiny and he didn't mind me nibbling on them every now and then. And then there's my nipple fetish. Allejandro's were close to being perfect, about the size of a 20 Eurocent coin and getting quite hard whenever I touched or licked them.
Suffice to say that I had explored every nook and cranny of Allejandro's body when we laid next to each other, but still panting a bit and I noticed it had just passed 11 p.m.
"What time do you have to be home?" I asked him.
"My parents know I'm not sleeping at home tonight. Also, I don't have to work tomorrow," he replied, grinning almost madly.
I took another nibble on his left ear and whispered: "That's all I wanted to know."
The next morning, we got up at around 8 a.m. and I ordered room service for breakfast. As it was delivered, Allejandro hid in the bedroom, he didn't want any of his colleagues to know about his escapade. I told him I would be back in about a month to sign the contract and get the keys to the villa. I'd probably stay at the hotel for a couple of days again before being able to actually move in, but we would have to see.
Close to 11 a.m. it was time to say our goodbyes and we were both close to tears as we did. I didn't get back my underpants, but I got his pair as he left the suite with only his flipflops, shorts and t-shirt on.
Back home I kept busy with packing my books, DVD's and other personal belongings, making ready for the big move. Almost everything would be packed in a container and shipped to Spain by truck. A friend of mine had agreed to take care of emptying my apartment completely, having it cleaned and then handing over the keys to the landlord. As I finally closed the door to my old apartment behind me I was looking forward to a new and hopefully much brighter future.
TBC