And that is where I met the owner of this blog.
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Please note that model pictured here is Samuel Viera, not
the character in this story but he bears an uncanny resemblance.
By
Kevin McLean
I am sure you were asking yourself what the connection
between me and the blogger of From Top to Bottom was. Here it is: I decided I
liked the Portuguese language and was planning a trip to Brazil. I enrolled in
this night class that was being taught by raulzinho as he requested to be
called rather than professor. But that is going to be the subject of another
post.
The
first night of class I went with no expectations of meeting anybody. After all,
this was about the time that the major US airlines had just received the right
to fly into Brazil. Their need for Portuguese flight attendant was a priority
and they encouraged and even paid for any courses so they could be certified
Portuguese speakers.
I got the surprise of my life when I found out that the
class was being taught in an auditorium type classroom and there were easily
one hundred students…most of them of the female persuasion. The few males were
all flight attendants and not my type. But there is always an exception to
every rule and I looked up on the top row and I saw him.
He didn’t look anything like the other male students who
were for the most part young and clean cut, befitting of flight attendants.
This one was a bit on the scruffy side, he had a several day growth of beard
and his clothes kind of hung loose from what looked like a magnificent body. I
kept turning my head to look up at the last row and got a pain in the neck.
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The class
was three hours long and there was a coffee break of 15 minutes which the
smokers used to go outside and puff. This included the professor, a few of the
students, the hot dude and me…at the time I was a smoker. While we were outside
smoking I got a chance to get a closer look. Oh, yes, I also cruised the
teacher but I saw a wedding band and kind of got discouraged.
We returned to class and when it was over everyone headed to
the bathroom to pee; everyone that is except Mr. Hot Dude and me who went out
for a cigarette. By the time we finished smoking, everyone had gone home and I
decided to take a pee and Mr. Hot Dude followed me into the tea room.
I went to the urinal and he just inched right up to me in
the next one even though there were several other urinals empty where he could
have gone. He pissed all right, with the strongest stream I have ever seen and
he didn’t hold his cock, instead he put both hands behind his head and enjoyed
it. But I looked out of the corner of my eye and I noticed he was finished but
instead of shaking it as is the usual procedure; he sort of turned towards me
to display his magnificent cock which was growing at an incredible speed.
That
is when he brought his right hand down to hold it as if it was one valuable
treasure. He then said: “I’m Wilson Viera and I’m horny, you want it?”
Me: “I’m Kevin and I want it” and down on my knees I went.
Wilson: “yeah, suck it, ah, ah, that feels so good, suck it
some more, get it all in your mouth”
I knew I couldn’t because it was too big but I did my best
of shoving that huge cock into my maw until my jaws hurt. I think he realized
it as he probably had had this experience before so he took his cock out of my
mouth and in one decisive, brisk move, turned me around and had me facing the
stall wall.
Wilson then slapped one of my legs and then the other to
have me spread my ass and I just propped it up even more. I think that Wilson
went insane when he realized what a beautiful bubble butt he was about to
overtake.
He then
knelt and parted my ass cheeks and went to town, biting, licking and
penetrating my pucker with his tongue which was then followed by a couple of
fingers until he finally spit in my ass and on his cock and proceeded to
penetrate me.
Wilson: “Oh man, oh shit, oh fuck, you have the best ass,
it’s so beautiful, if you keep doing that you’re gonna make me cum” And I kept
milking it, contracting my ass and sure enough, the fuck didn’t even last two
minutes. “ah, ah, shit, fuck yeah, ah, ah, I’m cumming, aaaaaaah”
We went outside and he lit a cigarette and then accompanied
me to my car. That is when he told me about himself. Wilson was an engineering
student, born in Providence to Portuguese immigrants from the Azores. He said
that the reason that he was taking Portuguese was because he felt he could
understand it and speak it but didn’t know the grammar or how to write it.
Also, he said that it was an easy credit for him to fulfill his foreign
language requirement.
I
noticed that he kept grabbing his crotch, so I asked him: “Tell me Wilson,
wasn’t that enough or are you still horny?”
Wilson: “Oh, man, that was awesome, and yes, I’m still
horny…I want to fuck you some more…would you like to come to my house?”
I wasn’t about to turn that opportunity down so I agreed and
followed him in my car to this magnificent house in the Gables. He said that
his sister and husband live in Providence and this is their winter retreat. He
was staying there while attending the university.
We hit the sack once more and this time the fucking was more
leisurely, longer but even more passionate. Wilson was one hot Portuguese. I
spent the night and we talked for a while and returned to love making
intermittently. Wilson made his money modeling and before I left we exchanged phone
numbers and he gave me a bunch of his photographs. We started dating after that
until he graduated.
Here are some of his photos:
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