Youthful emotions

Summer afternoons always remind me of the memories of our youth. Memories that I will never forget. It was one of the hot summer days. My brother Ali and I were walking around Nizam Abad Street and smoking cigarettes. I was wearing a white t-shirt with a patch on the armpit and a pair of black match pants, and Ali was wearing a red t-shirt and brown cotton pants. Ali and I always wore each other's clothes, so every day we had a different style, we never wore shorts. In short, that day was very special. I was done watching, we went and sat down at the bus station. The street was quiet. I lit a cigarette and smoked two packs. Ali said, "Reza, who is that guy?" Something is going on in his shirt, I understood it myself, he winked and pointed to one of the alleys and went towards the alley. And he was amused, so I turned into my own alley. Well, I turned. Once, Qezmit put me to sleep and said that you are a handsome boy. I was a little scared. He also had music equipment and a computer. He said, "Hey, I'll go back. He was behind me. I was looking at his things. I turned around and saw him naked in front of me. He stood up and yelled at me. He told me to eat it. You have to eat it, don't eat it." But this time I didn't bring it on myself, I pulled down my pants and took off my shirt, I went in front of his 18 cm dick, I bit him, I sucked his dick until it went down my throat, he was surprised, I was sucking fast, but he didn't bite, I had his dick in my mouth up and down for about 15 minutes. I was licking his holes and he grabbed me and stuck his cock to my anus and tried to insert it. I was in pain, but I didn't show it on my face. He slowly inserted it until the end and pumped. It didn't happen. He had completely trusted me. He was pumping for about 20 minutes. It was very strange that his water was not coming. Later I found out that his pussy had taken opium. Of course, I didn't care. I wanted his dick to be in my ass for hours. Another 10 minutes passed and I felt that the real thing was happening. He pulled out his cock and the water came out violently and splashed on my back. I bent down and put his cock in my mouth and cleaned it. He kissed my lips and said, "You are my one-piece bass. You're right. I was happy and hugged him. He went to bring a dog's sweat and we talked until the night." Through it, I met other big heads and fucked them, but my memory with Soroush was one of the best in my life, written by Stiles.