Hello
First of all, I have to say that I am not looking for a specific purpose in writing a sexy story, just to be honest, I read so many vacancies (read: Childish Anxiety) of some site users that I decided at least if a real story was to be uploaded to the site. , I will be its author.
I hope you like it and that this story is the beginning of a movement to better understand the meaning of the sexy story, because I believe that these stories, instead of being a place to express our complexities and desires, can help to understand the nature of sex, which of course every sane person knows. In our country (due to various issues that are bored by the foreign debate) a lot of work is needed to get to the point where we understand the reality of this relationship.
This story belongs to 5 years ago, and I dedicate it to Ali, my dear friend, who cycled our teenage nostalgia with twenty-eight bicycles in the dirt streets of Ahvaz…
Like every other Friday evening, something like a hot kettle, my heart was pounding to get out of the house, our hay place, which as always was my friend Ali's cafe.
When I closed the door, my grandmother's voice was loud that it was not late at night.
The streets were as damp as ever, the dampness of people who, like ghosts, their stories from the mouths of their feet into the ears of a man scratching your soul now, the same brick that I smoked in my face every day in university before he wanted to remind me when Um, what's my job, what am I looking for, and let's get rid of this nonsensical question that the Los TV presenter wants to answer day and night.
When I put my foot in the other internet cafe, my friend's game's jokes and anthrax did not have the glaze of the former. Let my brain be satisfied with its gold today and pull it out of us.
But here, too, he had a chance. I turned my head indifferently from the monitor. I looked at two girls in clothes that I thought were the high school uniforms of our neighborhood.
They laughed at the fact that he hated it. Because I was 22 years old, I turned my head to the left when the world was celebrating the dance of crushing your endurance bone with its teeth, with myrrh vomiting.
A boy about 18 years old was taking a webcam from someone with insistence, the boy's movements were interesting, like those who want to force someone, longing and threatening. There was no strap on his chair, he kept looking around and writing again like a gig. At the end of the story, after half an hour, Khayyam Lisi gave the web, I was already careless, I was not used to this, but strangely, this cove was on the pulse of my gaze.
I froze the webpage when it opened!
A beautiful lady with burgundy hair, wearing a white top, waved to the boy several times and quickly closed the web, the boy was again apparently begging.
Unwillingly, I sent a message from behind the same computer to Ali, who was behind the main computer of the Internet cafe:
Ali, look at this boy who is sitting at computer number 7, who is chatting with whom, I want the girl's ID.
Ali also sent me the ID series ..
I sent a message without delay:
-Hello!
-You?!
- They do not leave greetings unanswered!
-You?!
- I mean, aren't you one of these recorded voices ?! You keep saying !!!
-You?!
- داود!
- Do we know each other ?!
- No, if we knew, I would not have sent a message ..
-So bye!
-Why?!
-….
He didn't answer me that day, I was very upset, I have a bigger nose than my words to sit at the feet of someone licking the system, but this is a case where I plow my nerves without knowing it ..
The next day I added it to my add-list, I waited for it to be online, but it didn't work ..
This story lasted for a week, every day I was like a metamorphosis, even at the foot of a computer, and I filled in the seconds in the hope that it would be online, it was all in front of my eyes ..
Those long eyebrows and miniature eyes ..
His cheeks, which shone like raspberries, sprinkled salt on the human heart, he had a neck and bulging breasts that I was even nervous about whenever I thought about it, why did I do this ?? Maybe the family was on the side? Maybe she was her fiancé ..
But no, their age does not change at all, the boy was also known to be from this corpse who masturbated at night and the next day in high school, he took the story forward to the point where I stripped the woman naked ..
It was clear from his disgusting laughter ..
It was found in his hand that was constantly slipping on his brick…
From his point of view…
After a week, a message came to my messenger..but the message, which was my freezing کرد, rejected my request for ed ..
I sent a message:
- Why?!!!!!!!!!!
- You?!
- What are you saying again ?!
I asked you ten times a week ago !!
-Oh! Are you the same Syrian kid?
- Now everything, by the way, the Syrian baby has a name!
- your name?!
- I said it before, David.
- So, now?
- Add another
- so what?
- I want to be friends too ..
People in the middle of the Internet to be friends
I mean, at least I think so ..
- But I do not know you, sir, why should I help you ?!
- You know well ..
- so what?
- Ah!!!!!!!! After a week of waiting for you, are you questioning me now?
- Have you been waiting for me for a week ?!
- Yes, ignorant ..
- Where did you find me?
If it was my girlfriend, I would have a thousand and one fake pens in my sleeve to hand over her beard, but I do not know why I was disarmed in front of all the figures .. I told her the story from garlic to onion, That I think about it even in college, because it was a rare event in my empty life.
He was silent for a minute or two, then his message came..the same child who was beating my father in my ear for the delayed lesson sat in my throat..I wrote to him that I was hot .. I want to go, I do not know why this chair no longer has a heavy swing in my throat. ..
I did not wait for the answer, I was lame in the street until twelve o'clock at night, the alleys were wide, the lights were down on my cheeks, the sunny night was rooting under my skin ..
The next day I went back to the internet cafe, I thought my little prince would disappear again in a week, but he was found, he wrote in front of the i-dish:
"So-and-so .. life may be like this"
I sent a message:
- Hello
- Hello, rude Mr.!
- Oh! Why?!
- I added you, did you say goodbye then?
- I said I have to go! I was not well, God.
- Say it well! I accepted!?
- Sorry .. no, you did not
- Tell me about yourself, we do not even know each other, of course, if you do not put me in charge! naughty!
- No to God, I told you everything, is that boy your fiancé or…?
- (Laughter) No Dad! He was stuck, I was not bored, he knew I had a web, I told him not to get stuck anymore.
- Well, you get stuck with this look that you have more!
- What do I look like ..
- Beautiful..
- Good good! Not so! By the way, if you want to brag, you need more than this!
- No God, I said honestly.
- Everyone is honest!
- Can I know your name and tradition?
-you first!
- Davood / 22 years old and from Ahvaz
- OK. 29-year-old charm from Urmia!
One of them came to me ..
Poor thing, this kid knows you at all ..
-
- Do you think I should go?
-
- Not! But you think I'm going!
-Why?!!!!
- Not! But you think I'm going!
-
- Because you thought you hit me so hard! ..
For 3 months, the way the little prince talked to me was the same..he was not even willing to give me the web that he had given to that boy, I was believing that I was very miserable, until that night came ..
I was chatting from inside the house, and for the first time, without shaking my hand and talking to me very seriously about hating his family, I finally asked, "David, if you do not have a girlfriend, boys your age have a hundred models of girlfriends, then You stuck with me day and night ..
I also said that if I had, as you say, I would not be lame to you, I also do not want anything from you, I just want you to be with me, talk to me ... that's enough ..
He himself said:
- Do you want to talk on the phone:
- From God ..
- Okay, count me.
I gave you my number, he was supposed to call that night, but only to the extent that we could hear his voice ..
It is the same to hear each other's voices and to speak until the morning ..
Even in my voice, that tone was still mocking .. but what a warm voice it was .. my whole room was buzzing under the inflammation of his voice ..
The phone call started, but he always called, he said his family was skeptical, I did not insist if he did not call late, because every day he did not call, many things were lost in my room, the first being myself and the last being myself.
After six months, one day he called me on the phone and said, "Come on, I want to give you the web. I do not know how I got online." He was and his shoulders were burning under that crazy wine hair, he was in love… he was in love…
My whole body was swollen when he smiled at the webcam.
My life was no longer the same as before, the blessing of her sweet look had flowed even in my studies, work and work, I could not believe it. Sacrifice his truth, he was licking himself as always, but this time he kind of gave me a heart and his words had a special shape, the last one he wrote to me, David, I'm drunk! I wish you were good boy!
I always hated being called a good boy, I felt he was not taking me seriously, but this time it didn't matter, I wrote to him:
If I was in front, I would drown in my arms.
He wrote: Do you know these words, good boy ?!
- Yes, I know, but if you do not let me approach you
- What would you do if you approached?
- There is no closet in the word ..
- Now if you can?
- Charm
- جانم
- I want to be with you always ..
- داود
- جانم
- me too..
- So why do you push me back like a wave whenever I want to come to you? How much longer do I have to swim to the beach of your bright eyes ..
- You know nothing about me
- I love you, I want you, God, I can not do without you, I want to talk to my mom about you ..
- Not!!!!!!!!!!
- Why!
- Soon still ..
- Do not think crazy because I will not hurt you a few years older than me
- Naft nap
- So what?
- As I said, bye!
He did not ring for a week..my phone rang, the sound of my death, whoever called, I jumped up and down like Barzakhia and when I saw that he was not himself, I melted, we are alone ..
Finally, I called him, he answered me very coldly, I told him to say once, you do not know me ..
He said maybe I do not know ..
I could not stand it anymore .. I cried for a lifetime, so much so that I became short of breath, he asked indifferently:
Why are you crying?
- ...
- Do you want to ?!
- ...
-What do you want?! Are you crying for me or yourself ?! Because I have never given you a web to be naked in front of ?! Because you haven't slept with me yet?
When he said that, I did not understand what happened anymore, I rained everything that came out of my mouth, I was no longer myself, but he did not say anything, he only heard swearing for 10 minutes .. I was silent .. the sound of his cry filled the whole space of my phone ..
I got stuck ..
He hung up and called again after 2 minutes and said everything ..
Because she has a husband, because her husband betrays her, she is in front of my eyes, because she has a two-year-old son who, if she were not, she would have divorced him 1000 times, since one year ago she happened to pick up a folder that Josh's house She left and needed her at work, she came home and saw her naked next to another woman, and since she had been working for a year, she had flirted with everyone on the Internet to lighten her marriage, because I was there a month ago. I was a junk like the others, but now sometimes Armin calls his son wrong, David, because he is afraid ..
I was falling back, I could not believe it ..
We did not have any contact for three weeks, after three weeks I could not stand it and I called him again, begging again ..
- David, let me go, let me burn for my own pain, I am a filthier husband than him, let me die for my own sake .. I do not want to die for you, I want to die, God forbid, do not call me
But if I could .. my room was buzzing, the air was in my lungs, I could not believe it .. I did not even consider my ex-girlfriends fit for my sex .. but I cried without seeing her ..
We were together again but not like before, sometimes a quarter without talking, just silence .. silence .. we were silent ..
One day he gave me strange news ..
I am going to seek my divorce from tomorrow .. David, I can not do it without you .. or it will be possible .. or ..
The story lasted for two months, after two months he informed me that he was going to his father's house, he said he would stay there until the last days of his divorce were over, it was early summer ..
A month later he told me I want to come and see you ..
I told him, "Well, I'm coming there." Stuck in Tehran at 4 pm, everyone from Tehran to Ahvaz at 7 pm, this account does not fit unless the night can stay, I talked to Arman, he said ok, I said stay overnight, he was scheduled to fly tomorrow Come back in the morning ..
A week later, the charm was in Ahvaz, my head was going everywhere to see it, once I saw one behind me said:
- Mr. David?
I went back and saw her .. how much thinner she was .. her height was a little taller than I thought, I shook hands with her, but obviously our hands were shaking, we walked to Arman's car, neither of us talked, Arman also greeted and We went home, on the way we got some pizza from Arman restaurant and went home, Arman just gave me the key and left, I came up and saw him sitting on the sofa and smiling, he said this is magic, what do you want?
But I could not bear it, I sat down under his feet and cried softly ..
He was just playing with my hair, he was not saying anything .. that was good ..
Ten minutes passed when he came to sit next to me, next to the sofa:
- What good boy? Didn't you want to see me?
- ...
I put my head on his chest, I could feel the warmth to the depths of my past, the blue veins of his hand made me feel alive, the smell of his hair opened my breath, my hand went into his hair, his gaze faded ..
- David...
All around the carpet, like a lazy whirlwind that plays with the branches, we clasped each other on the ground, our lips were sealed, honey was poured into each other in my mouth, we rubbed her breasts with my hands gently, something was screaming in her eyes, tonight she has to jump In the same pool where my grandmother used to wash our feet ..
He was lying on me, the rain was pouring wine on my shoulders, I could not leave his lips yet, he opened the buttons of my shirt ..
He was biting my whole chest and abdomen .. I was going crazy, I had slept with several people before, but none of them went where I wanted, none of them understood my body without saying it ..
His hand, which I felt on the zipper of my pants, sank whatever veil was in my soul,
A few seconds later, the warm ring of his lips caressed my head, he started to insert the cream into his mouth with two kisses, the taste of which was still under my lips. The taste of revolt was pleasant, every time he put the cream in his mouth to the end, my soul was lifted up to my lips and I said softly:
-Afsoon… charm…
My head was in his mouth and he was sucking so much that I felt I was exploding, I did not want to end up there ..
I got up and pulled him in my arms, he was shaking کردم I hugged him and took him to the bedroom .. I opened his legs and wanted to lie between his legs but he said no .. I do not like David ..
He pulled me on himself… I gently weighed my head with the paradise of his being .. My head was shaking when he went inside like a willow .. He was washing his face with tears ..
I clung to it like a toy's toy .. I was not willing to let go of my arms for a second .. When I became completely one with it, it calmed down ..
I started pushing back and forth, slowly biting and whispering my name. I turned around and slept on his back.
After exactly half an hour, when he came back and sat on me, he whispered in my ear .. I want it ..
The sentence had not yet come out of his mouth that I gently pushed him back… he had filled all my water on my chest and abdomen like white diamonds ..
We were together 5 times that night until morning ..
The last rain was in the morning, when he woke me up and lay on me without any introduction, and his ups and downs, like the blue of the sea, shook my soul.
I wanted to pull him out, but he locked his legs around my pelvis and kissed her with a look ..
At the airport, he gently kissed my cheeks and said, "Take care of yourself, good boy."
- You too, my little prince ..
I did not see him again, he changed my number, two e-mails later I received an e-mail:
I can not separate from him, Armin needs his father and I need you ..
But I am a mother ..
I am disturbed by a night unaware of myself
In the skirt of silence, I cried bitterly
Complain of what has been said and disturbed
I saw that I do not deserve you and your love
