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We drove along the coastline until he made a turn and I followed; into a private beach resort. At the parking lot when we met, he took my hand and lead the way. I was really happy with the way this man communicated attention and was beginning to admire him as he marched in front of me. Don’t know how this person was able to detect I was an open subject to this particular industry, yet came to discover later that we know each other quite well no matter how closeted we could possibly be. Got to a chalet and upon entering pinned me to the wall as he slammed the door and attacked my face as if a prey. His lips were now covering mine and as much as I enjoyed it, tried to resist out of attitude and nothing else. Not that he cared that much yet instead applies enough force with his powerful hands as he kept to his mission. Not that I couldn’t free myself if desired but was going numb to his passionate kisses. Stuck his tongue deep into my mouth and sucked on my mine as well. His breath was minty smelling and I couldn’t get enough. After what it seemed like ten or fifteen minutes, he pulled back and gazed at me and his eyes were so deadly. Unable to put up with his stare I went for sizing him up from head to toe.(I always had a way out). When our eyes met again, he said I drove him crazy as I reached to feel his chest. He raised me from the butt and lay me on his crotch nailing me to the wall. I cupped his beautiful face with my hands and fed on his lips hungrily, as his hands were now managing to caress my torso through a very narrow space of body distance. Raising my cotton top, got to my nipples and started working on them as I uttered my first version of moaning. Proud of his success, and the knowledge of being in control, set him on fire. My hard dick rubbed against his abdomen as a result to my rise and fall, I could feel his massive cock pumping against my butt as I landed on his crotch. Our breaths were becoming heavier now and he was caressing my neck with his wonderful lips and warm breath. It seemed as if I was loosing breath and he enjoying it, whispered into my ear: “This is just the beginning”, then sucked on it a bit more as he intensified the pressure on my nipples. Next, he rose me up until my nipples were level to his face supported me with his knee and took my left single into his mouth. If I tell you I roared with pleasure please believe it. It was simply like nothing I’ve felt before, not that I’ve been through much, but one could always tell when something is exceptional. Teased it with his tongue and was now switching from one to the other as I caressed his silky salt and pepper hair. I was breathing even deeper now as the physical friction picked up pace when he stopped and asked my name. Yves I said, and he went on repeating my name for at least twenty times when found my inner thighs with his hands and went into stimulating them as he stared into my crotch. Never touched that part but commented on it being of remarkably unusal sized. (I admit to that. I knew was strictly a bottom who always fantasized of getting fucked deep raw and most certainly bareback, yet also had a huge, cut fat dick that measures at least a good ten inches, low hanging nuts that stretched quite a length). He could now sense my tension mounting and got closer to my sacred part, but amazingly never touched. I fidgeted like crazy when he opted to substitute for my nipples thinking of easing the intensity, and just when he got hold of them again once more; I invaded his mouth in forage, with uncontrollable starvation that screamed for imperative salvation. The Marvel dazed unable to now assimilate that sudden unusual assail that brought mascot to the air. He knew I was loosing control, enjoyed it so much but as a reflex; lessened his touches by simply circulating tenderly around the tips, his fingers now barely touching at all. He was never prepared for the outcome. I grabbed him from underneath the armpits applying outstanding strength, hit the back of my head to the wall and roared like a beast as I shot my load from within my clothes. The cumming was so intense that I felt my veins were being shattered. The man put his hands around me and squeezed me so close as my lips shivered from pleasure and he made love to them. This time he spoke in French and said: "Vous etes superbe." The stranger could never digest how I came from my nipples and complimented it to being a blessing. Telling him he was excellent he whispered back,” my name is Eyad."(and will I ever forget it?) Carried me to bed and lay me down as he settled close while holding hands and appreciating one another. He used his other hand to feel the wetness and stickiness around his navel as a result to my juices, which soaked through my pants and glued to his naked torso. Turned around to grab my crotch for the first time and knead it as the cum made its own rhyme; provoked by friction. He peeled off my clothes but refused to allow me shower then went down to lick my cum where it had been smeared. I was hard again and willing to go on!” I wanted you since the first day i saw you in traffic two years back!” The feeling was very mutual i responded. I sat up and pulled him close, kissed his lips as I unbuttoned his trousers to have a better look at that stunning Adonis. In a moment he was standing, baring it all in front of me and my dick was to explode from the severe amount of blood flow that rushed through it. This specimen was seriously built and unusually gorgeous. Hair covered him all the way from his chest down to his legs. His body was ripped and toned yet wasn't heavy set.definition certainly it. He stood tall and strong and his thighs were uhhh! Utmost virility! His dick was absolutely no joke. One of those giant figures that stretched to incalculable measures complimented with a set of very heavy balls which i estimated to produce a ton of spunk. They were not low hanging as such but definitely worth the touch. Pulled him down to bed and travelled curiously exploring his body. My engorging gob engraining thriving fluctuating flushes that threw him into something that seemed like unmerciful chronic orgasms. This certainly wasn't grace to my experience but rather to the hunger i suffered to consume him. I licked him all over, adored the beautiful aroma when i got to his upper inner thighs as i glanced up to have a closer look at his monumental organs. Laying in the V section of his long legs which fostered a huge kashmeric gourdy sac, fully loaded with two giant peach like balls that fell motionless due to the ungracious heavy weight it carried, very acceptable when it had to support a shaft as grand as such pole. I looked up and met his eyes, as he grew poking dimples into his now beard growing cheeks. I engulfed the thing with my mouth in full servo mechanism and went down on it to deep throat it synergistically as far as I could with surreal splurge to exfiltrate maximum satisfaction by exsanguinations the poor, yet irresistible manmeat from all possible aphrodisiac. Choking on it, and it desperate need for air I released outward; anatomizing as withdrawing, subsequently submitting the heavy immoveable encaser that lay at his intersection to enforce a remarkable rise and enkindled his whole body to loft by a sensual loco lick on the tip of the head. Realizing what I had just done, our eyes locked both in amazement. He pulled me up and gave me a deep hot wet kiss then turned me upside down and we landed in what they call a sixty nine. As much as I loved his rod, I starved for his balls. The tension in the scene was rising as the moans grew continuously. He was underneath me and were each stimulating the others nuts orally. Then I felt my asscheeks separate and his breath was drawing closer. His tongue was now doing wonders around my virgin manhole then he rooted his tongue famishly as deep as could get enhancing my stimulation to a wild greed, causing me to swallow one of his balls introducing an inconsiderate, flattening yet very reviving incommode strewing all his veins with intense sexual desire and he in turn ravaged my hole with no mercy sticking his tongue deepest, restless, moaning was allover the place. An explosive orgasm was surely unbeatable! We now lay face to face as our bodies overlapped and our dicks rubbing against each other forcefully, throbbing with precum, and he reached and fingered my hole which was now ripe and almost swollen. Hardly did it go any deep for that tight passage was unsuitably, unfeasible to foreign intruders due to its lifetime unfazed state. I was surprised when he refrained and mentioned we settled for oral lovemaking since he wished not to hurt me. The rough butch man I had just encountered was capable of feelings. I on the other hand wanting it so crazy all these years, and now that it proved in front of me wasn't letting it lose and definitely not this man. Demanded it insubordinately while he still refused claiming satisfaction through oral stimulation, as my raging voice inhabited the room furiously expressing my will. He held me and kissed endlessly and i took it as an answer. He reached out and grabbed lubricant from the side drawer and laid me on my back as he offered to apply the enhancer. As he spread it excessively on my hole, my dick was agitating with excitement and watching him lubricate his own meat was an absolute turn on. I would now kill to have him inside me and was very anxious anticipating that feeling! He started by immigrating his impaling finger in to loosen up my channel. It sank in delutching my narrow walls as I sensed myself interiorly defrosting and a wonderful sensation overtook me as somewhere along the line, he managed to stir my prostate. Felt the need of him inside me and he understood. His finger now slipped out and he took it into his mouth tasting my cores and looked at me expressing appreciation. Then rose to implant my cock hungry manhole with his profane deck’s felt him enter as the head started sinking in and my overripe ass lips received him with hospitality. I winced and stressed and he eased his penetration through my inner sanctum, which was now ablaze, together with lubricant facilitated the task and he slipped in deeply to defile my hole in whole. I moaned and groaned as I grabbed his waist forcefully at the feeling of his shaft at what seemed like at my intestines. Very painful but strangely pleasurable as the movement intensified. Surely a feeling no one should ever miss! I drew myself closer to him to take more of him inside me and could feel it almost up there.UUGHHHHH!i exclaimed and tears run down my face. As the fucking picked up, his massive dick infringed my swollen prostates infuriating them seriously; in growing the greatest destruction and deepest pleasurable sensation ever! Bringing more tears of joy to my eyes as the feelings of pleasure and pain married within my system. I roared inhumanly and refused to settle for the slow motion. My butt hungry as ever, impelled hardcore fucking. Responding to my needs as well as HIS now, he was now plunging deviously the raging inferno. The serious enfilade was now ripping my prostates and my fat dick was rubbing against his stomach as our lips locked firm. He fucked me solid for almost twenty-five minutes as i saw the stars over my head but wished it never ended. It was no doubt getting there as the whole scene intensified and the breaths heavier than heavy, and the man sweat soaked our bodies and bed respectively. Symptoms of rapture had overtaken me and Eyad told me he was close to Cumming, meanwhile I also on the verge but unable to speak communicated the same through sequential breath cutt-offs. He flexed his solid ass muscles to pull out but I locked him in by rapping my legs firm around him and demanded his release within me, as he thrust wildly and expelled huge hot loads of man cum deep into my channels as i grabbed his mouth to mine devouring it while he raged and breathed heavily and restlessly into my mouth, my dick rubbing hardly against his midsection, I contracted the walls inside me to drain him dry from any possible man juice at all, his lower body was rising and falling from intense pleasure causing me to shoot my load feeling my whole body ache, my veins rip apart and my balls exploding from intense stimulation. We lay there over each other as my cum was swimming emolliently between our enclasping gutts. We slept the night and woke up the next morning for another love session, before bathing together. I later found some pictures around the chalet in which he seemed very intimate with a lady. She turned out to be his wife and most certainly the woman he was with the night before at the club. He explained all and confessed to have told her he was tired and had to be somewhere the following day, so she agreed to go back home with friends while he stayed close distance to his appointment by spending the night at the chalet. Our relationship matured so much to the point where we couldn’t survive without each other. The man was too possessive and jealous, even over trivial matters. The big age difference between us caused speculation to our inseparable friendship and my parents thought I wasn’t living my age, I was twenty and he was forty-one. We kept our relationship and fucked like animals, never satisfied, until one day I was shocked to hear him say he was separating from his wife and filing for divorce. Happy and unhappy I was but couldn't actually tell what I felt. He really ended up divorcing his wife and idolized me so much more than much. Grew very over protective and restricted my moves. I eventually relocated to another country to pursue my degree and he followed. He’s the best thing I ever had and will ever have, but experiencing the essence of life elsewhere made me ask for a temporary separation. He didn't conceive the idea very well but offered to respond to my wish. I admit to have never been happy without him and was willing to be committed to him again. This conclusion I came to after ending my final year in college and during all those times talked to him a few because of school ties. Must have translated it differently thinking I was drifting away, until I called to invite him for my graduation ceremony and the maid picked up the phone and said: "Why Yves, why, why did you do this to him?" I panicked and asked her what was wrong with him Margaret spoke up and that's when she blew it in my face: "Mr.Eyad committed suicide, he blew his beautiful face off with a pistol and it's all because of you". Never recalled what happened to me then, but remember that when I woke up next I cried forever and it's only recently that I’ve overcome the shock. Margaret also passed away a year late at the age of sixty-five. I am now twenty-seven, never had a lover ever since, and shall never forget MY EYAD ever, ever, ever. He is a part of me, and will always be my first and last real love. My family till this date aren’t certain whether am really gay or not so they disregarded the issue, and I’d love to keep it the way it is. Ignorant as to whether his wife ever found out, but since was never approached by anyone, I conclude our relationship was definitely a closeted one built on devotion, love and responsibility, that no one ever knew but Margaret, the faithful maid. May she rest in peace. Yves with all my Love to EYAD where ever you lay am there with you!! If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to forward them to ymal44@hotmail.com.