Episode 17

Author's POV

As he climbed the stairs, memories of his first time with Allan consumed Santo's mind.

Back then, Allan was very happy; with every new thing he learned, he felt more confident. Santo was sure that Ariel taught more than just the alphabet in her lessons.

Ariel wanted Allan to be independent and prepared for life. She loved and accepted her friend for who he was, but in the world he lived in and with the people around him, Allan had to learn to assert himself. Modestly speaking, Ariel knew exactly how to do that, so whenever she could, she taught some "life lessons" to Allan. Ariel adored that little guy and wanted the best for him.

In one of their classes, Allan let slip one of his gems.

"Hey, does it hurt?"

Ariel, who was focused on correcting Allan’s work, nearly had a heart attack.

"What the hell kind of question is that, Allanzinho?"

"“It’s just that the big guy and I have been together for a while, and we kiss and touch, but we haven't had sex yet. I know he’s holding back for my sake, but I’m scared, Ari. What if I do it wrong? What if he gets tired of waiting and leaves me?”"

Ariel couldn’t help but laugh at her friend's innocence.

"First of all, Allan, there’s no such thing as doing it wrong in sex. Secondly, take your time. If he doesn’t want to wait, that’s his loss, not yours. Remember what I told you: you’re the one in charge of your body and your life, got it?"

The little guy nodded in agreement. Ariel thought she had gotten through to him.

"“But Ari, you didn’t answer my question. Does it hurt?”"

Knowing that the curly-headed boy would insist until he got an answer, Ariel decided to be as honest as possible with her friend.

"Listen well, Allanzinho. If I say it doesn’t hurt, I’d be lying. But if things go as I imagine, Santo will know how to make you feel pleasure that outweighs the pain. What you need to understand, with that curly head of yours, is that your man is crazy about you. He’s going to enjoy everything you do. Just do what you feel, moan, scream, scratch, bite. Over time, you’ll learn what he likes and what you both enjoy together."

"“But he doesn’t take the initiative, Ari. Whenever things start to heat up, he stops.”"

"“And are you a man or a chicken, for heaven’s sake? Since when do you have to wait for him to take the lead? If that’s what you want, you go for it. When you take the first step, he’ll understand and know how to take charge.”"

Allan fell silent for a moment as if reflecting on everything he had heard.

"“Ari.”"

"“Yes, my dear?”"

"“Have I told you how much I love you, friend?”"

"“You have, but keep telling me, I like it, hehe.”"

The two continued to chat, and Allan asked all kinds of questions. He wanted to know as much as he could; he wanted to be prepared because that night he was determined to have his first night with Santo.

Later that night, Santo arrived home to find the house empty. Maria wasn’t around, and there was no sign of dinner. Santo, who was always hungry, didn’t like that at all. What bothered the big guy more was the fact that Allan wasn’t there; the little one always waited for him to get home; this felt strange.

He went up to Allan’s room, worried that the smaller guy might be sick. When he entered, he saw Allan coming out of the bathroom, the younger one smiling upon seeing Santo.

Allan was wearing Santo's t-shirt and only white boxer shorts on the bottom. Santo looked at those thick thighs and thought this would be another difficult night where he would just end up taking care of himself again.

Allan wrapped his arms around Santo’s neck, lifting the shirt and exposing the entirety of his back. He began kissing Santo's neck and nibbling on the larger man's ear, making Santo grit his teeth.

"“Allan, what are you doing? Don’t play with fire, little one; you’ll get burned.”"

"“Well," you said to let you know when I was ready, and I’m ready now, so I’m letting you know.” He smiled mischievously, licking his lips.

With an open hand on Santo's chest, Allan led him to the bed, where the larger man sat with the little one between his legs.

Allan kissed and nibbled along the length of the older man's neck and chest, tracing a path of kisses down to his belly, and Santo began to tense up. Allan gently pushed the bigger man down onto the bed, keeping him between his legs. The curly-haired boy made his way down to Santo's member, never breaking eye contact, and Santo had never felt such desire in his life.

When that little hand gripped Santo's member tightly, he reacted,

"Ahh, baby, not there, humm."

"I want to suck you, you’ll let me, right babe?"

"Don’t tease me, kid!!"

Santo barely finished speaking, and Allan already had him in his mouth as if the boy were experienced. Santo thought of Ariel and was grateful to his sister-in-law. Allan tried to take Santo’s entire member into his mouth but could only manage halfway; he poured all his frustration into sucking him with enthusiasm. Allan was hungry for Santo and needed to be satisfied.

"Wow, little one, don’t be greedy, easy now, or you’ll wear me out."

Santo was about to lose it with Allan’s mouth moving up and down his member, grunting with desire. Without thinking, he grabbed Allan’s hair and began to thrust inside his mouth eagerly. If Allan wanted to suck, Santo would show him how it was done.

When he released the younger one, he expected him to be angry with the roughness used, but what he saw was a cheeky look on the boy’s face, and Santo's control evaporated in that instant.

In one swift motion, he changed positions and laid the younger one down on the bed.

"If I keep going, I won’t be able to stop, so if you want to run, now’s your chance!"

"Take me, big guy!" Allan asked sweetly, his voice dripping with desire.

Santo kissed every part of the younger body, which moaned in response. When he saw that Allan was excited enough, he lifted Allan’s leg and rested it on his shoulder, relishing the view he had.

Allan, in turn, took Santo’s hand from his waist and brought it to his lips, kissing each of Santo’s fingers, then took two fingers into his mouth, sucking and making it clear what he wanted Santo to do. Santo enjoyed the sight of Allan writhing and moaning beneath him while he had his fingers in his mouth. Damn! What a delicious little brat!

Santo placed his fingers inside Allan slowly, which didn’t please the younger one. He writhed and squirmed, begging for more. Santo entered and exited Allan, watching the younger one lose control more with each passing moment.

"Baby, ahh, big guy, please, I can’t take it anymore."

Santo thought of nothing else; he just wanted to be inside Allan. He positioned himself at Allan’s entrance and thrust in completely.

The younger one screamed from the sharp pain. Santo remained still until Allan adjusted, which didn’t take long. Allan began to writhe and moan sweetly. Santo started moving again, beginning slowly with gentle thrusts.

But Allan wanted more; his body craved it.

"Harder, babe, harder."

Santo lost his sanity and roughly turned Allan on the bed.

"On all fours for me now!"

Allan, the little vixen that he discovered himself to be, obeyed right away.

"Stick that ass up for me, brat, come on, be good! Santo gave a slap to the exposed bottom, which raised to its maximum."

Santo entered and exited the little one forcefully while gripping the exposed ass, feeling Allan’s tight little hole gripping and begging for more.

"Damn, so tight."

Allan only moaned in response.

"Moan it out, delicious, moan for your man, you little tease! Another slap."

"Babe, I’m going to cum."

"Cum for me, babe, cum for me."

Santo turned the younger one without pulling out, with Allan underneath him. Santo just wanted to see his little one cum; it would be the first time, and Santo wanted all of Allan, every one of his orgasms, all his desires, all his body.

"I want to see you cum calling my name, say my name, darling, go ahead and moan my name."

"Santo, ahh, more, harder, faster, ahh, Santo, ahh!"

Allan came in strong jets that made a mess all over his abdomen.

The vision Santo had was of Allan begging for more, his body full of Santo's teeth marks, Pietro moving up and down in rhythm, his mouth red and swollen from kissing, his eyes watering with desire. He was the sexiest man Santo had ever seen in his life, and he was all his. An intense feeling came over Santo when he saw the smaller man cum, knowing that Allan had cum for him.

"You're my sweetheart, all mine," Santo said as he thrust harder "Tell me, who owns you!"

"Ah you Santo, you own me!"

I'm yours, only yours.

Santo couldn't control himself any longer when he heard Allan say that it was his. He turned the smaller man on all fours again, held his hair tightly and thrust deep into Allan, and only stopped when he came. He laid the little one down facing him and enjoyed the view.

Seeing Allan like this, all sweaty, disheveled and sated, his cum dripping down the legs of the smaller man who was panting was like a prize for Santo, he felt proud of the mess he had made of Allan, and he couldn't wait to do it again.

Author's note

Guys, it didn't turn out that great, but I think I managed to describe what I imagined in my innocent little pure and chaste head.

Be gentle, I'm off to work at Jotape and Ariel's hot tub.

I promise I'll try, I love you xuxus🥰

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