Good memories

After high school my parents sent me packing and I got a job working for a printer. All I could afford was a small one bedroom in a run down complex. I chose the place because it was close to work and I didn't have a car. I walked every where, or took the public transportation if I needed something further away.

In the apartment complex I met this Puerto Rican man. He worked at this music store, repairing instruments. He was in his late forties, dark, heavy set. One evening he invited me to his apartment for dinner. He was nice and his meal was good, nothing fancy, but not straight out of a can.

After dinner he wanted so show me some pictures of when he was younger. He was clothes model for magazines, these were pictures of when he was in his early twenties. At the back of the album, he had some 8 X 10 black and white photos, he showed them to me reluctantly. They were all photos of him naked. One photo in particular caught my attention, black and white, framed against the light of a window, with this tremendous erection. I looked at him, he was no longer the skinny guy in the pictures, but I could see his face, it was him. He noticed that I was holding the picture with the erection. He ran his finger along the length of it and made a comment of how popular he was. He leaned over and told me he was always popular with the boys.

While I still had the picture in my hand he put his hand on my lap and offered to give me a blow job. To show me why he was popular with the boys. He knew how to get pants open, and he had my penis in his mouth in a second. I got an erection, and that got him going harder. He used his hand and his lips, and soon I was ready to explode. He used his hand and put his mouth about a half inch away from muy penis so that when I let go he would catch it in his mouth. After he was done, after he had me cum, he told me that he hadn't had any for a long time and he was glad he found a boyfriend.

His name was Marcelo. I went over a lot to eat, he never let me bring anything, it was always his treat. He liked me getting naked, he liked sucking me when I was naked. He liked to get naked too, but always on his bed, where he would pat the side and invite me to come over to him. He liked to give and pretty early into the relationship he was having sex with me. To tell the truth, I gave in, just gave in, and he would do his magic. It wasn't until much later that I actually got horny for a fuck. Horny like pushing my backside up against his penis asking for it. But I did get to the point where I wanted it.

Neither one of us made any money, so our entertainment was pretty much a sex session, with dinner. He would get totally naked to serve the dinner, and let me suck him while he stood beside me at the table. He got me to get totally naked, and he would sit in his chair while I leaned over the table, and he would milk my penis and lick my ass. He was very inventive, and he had a camera, so there were a whole lot of pictures of me, he had me pose just the way he wanted. I even imitated his pose before the window light with a full erection.

Marcelo and I stayed together for a couple of years, until he told me he had to move back to Puerto Rico to help take care of his father who had cancer. Our last meal together was extra special, no kinky stuff that night, that night it was pure straight sex, a last goodbye before he left the next day.

Like I said above, good memories.