Latino Surfers

"How can I translate what he said?"

"I don't want to know."

Bruno smiled.

"He said something along the lines of, I ravaged her tight pussy and then I made her scream when I enlarged her asshole. She cried out of pleasure from getting her ass stretched."

"No," I said.

He was just fucking with me. Donna was too good of a girl to do those kind of things.

"I'm serious, Gringo. Kaique loves an asshole. I would know it. He's been fucking mine since we met."

That talk was way out of control. I sat there and listened, but it didn't mean I was enjoying it. Didn't he see that I didn't want to hear? The only reason I didn't shut him up was because I was still taking into account the fact that he had saved my life.

"I know my sister," I said.

I think Kaique knows her more now," he said with a chuckle. "He said he came so deep in her ass, that she probably still has some of it. He told her to keep it inside for him, as a proof of her sentiments. She was so easy to convince too."

"Why are you doing this?"

Bruno sat up so fast I was taken aback. He stared at me, those dark eyes suddenly scary.

"Gringo, she is living her life. Why would you dislike to hear that?"

"I don't dislike it because I don't believe it happened."

I remembered the scream and wondered if I was lying to myself.

"She would never."

"Like you would never suck cock?"

The question, and what it revealed in such a condemning way, really offended me.

"That was... you asked... you said..."

"Relax, Gringo."

"I was just doing it because you saved my life."

"You enjoyed it."

I shook my head.

"You did," he said.

"I told Kaique too. Just say yes, and I will tell him to put his dick in your mouth. It's a great dick, Gringo. It's bigger than mine."

"Sorry. No." — I didn't want to stand up, show my erection, lest he would misinterpret. It had all been the talk of sex. It didn't matter it was about my sister. My cock didn't know the difference.

"He saved your life too."

That's what I feared he would say. I would have been adamant and very against such a thing before, but this situation was different. I had a bond with these young men. I had a debt to pay. It would be fast too. Just a few minutes of my life, a life they saved. My wife would be having fun, my sweet sisters too.

"Does he even want?" I asked, afraid that he was lying about Kaique being in on it.

Bruno said something in Portuguese. And the other dark young man stood up, and took off his clothes. His cock was long, although not as thick as Bruno's. It put mine to shame. There was nothing I could do but to open my mouth and let Kaique fuck it.

Again, I tried to dislike it, to feel the disgust I should be feeling, to hate the taste of another man's cum and the masculine smell of his musky cock. I couldn't find any of those feelings. I kissed his balls. I licked his shaft. I slurped on the big head.

Bruno watched triumphantly. He took advantage of my weakness toward dedication of always doing a good job, and he took off all my clothes. I couldn't stop him. I started something, now I had to finish. That was who I was. A man of principles.

"You have such a tight ass," Bruno said.

I was naked, legs wide-open, vulnerable. Bruno was behind me. His hands spreading me gently, rubbing a finger on the ring of muscles around my anus.

"So hairy. And you're pink here too, just like your sisters."

I took the cock out my mouth for a moment, "Please, I don't... You should stop touching me there."

"Why? Because you like so much?"

I was so ashamed to admit it. But I nodded to him.

"Gringo," when he said that word, I was surprised by the amount of caring and gentleness in his voice. So far, Bruno had been only stern. I endured it because of what he had done for me. But now, how could I deal with the understanding and sympathy there? I avoided eye contact, and came back to sucking that big brown cock.

"You can't run away from this, loirinho."

He was wrong. I didn't have to run away from anything, because I would be going home soon, and everything would be okay. I would forget all of this and just remember the good things. I would forget the taste of their cocks, the smell, the touches, the cum, the muscles... Yes, I would be gone, so I should just let him have me. I owed him.

My wife was so far away on the beach, she wouldn't feel anything.

"Enjoy this, Gringo" he said.

Bruno spread out my cheeks, stretching them really good. I felt the wind on my exposed hole, but it was not the wind, but his breath.

It was warm. It was his tongue.

Kaique had to hold my head on his cock, otherwise I would have tried to look. It could not feel this good. It should not feel this good.

His tongue pressed my entrance, and his breath, his saliva, his lips, they were all very warm and wet. When I felt his nose right below my balls and cock, I realized that he had laid down and was now below me. I sat down on him, letting him fuck me with his tongue. I moaned on that huge cock, slurping and losing saliva profusely around my lips.

I shivered and trembled under that attack on both face and ass.

"Oh, shit" I tried to say, but it came out only as a incomprehensible nasal noise.

His tongue was actually inside. He was eating me. I was eating Kaique's meat. I wanted so much to hate everything I was doing, but it did feel good, so good and sweet, and warm and wet.

When I had my first orgasm, I also teared up from the intensity of it. A tear fell down my cheek, but none of us stopped, Kaique cleaned my face with his thumb gently. I locked eyes with the giant, his deep green eyes, and he smiled down at me. It made me feel safe, like he did when I was caught in a current. I had to thank him. I had to show my gratitude really good. His balls tasted great, they were sweaty too.

"Thank you, thank you," — I said, as I kissed each one.

As I was thanking his beautiful balls, he stroked himself. I pressed my cheek against his shaft, feeling its heat. When he was about to come, I raised my face and let him shower me with his seed.

"Thank you" I said.

After, we all laid down side by side. I was the only one naked, and I was being hugged by two young hot Brazilians, while my wife and sisters were out and could come back at any moment. We had just shared a intimate moment that was to stay between us. It did not mean I didn't love my wife anymore. I just didn't think my connection with my saviors could have anything to do with my sexuality. I had never had feelings toward other men. The only explanation was that, they had saved me, and I was supposed to be thankful. That was the right thing to do.

"You know what we're going to do next, right?" Bruno said.

I looked at him confused. He placed a kiss on my lips. "Your ass. I gave you a little taste with my tongue, but it's about time you tried a cock. You look the type to really love it."

I shook my head. He was wrong about me. In that, I was sure he was. It was insanity just to think about it. But my head stopped shaking with the wild kiss he gave me, his tongue making me tremble all over.

"I'm sure you will like it, Gringo."

"I don't know. I never did it. I'm not sure if I want to."

I hated the insecurity. I was considering it because I didn't want to disappoint them. Anal? I had done so much already, and it hadn't been too bad. It was all good fun, getting closer to some men who knew how to enjoy each other's company and bodies. And they were so young, too. Their cocks, so big. Not that it mattered. I had not accepted yet, but I voiced the thing that might earn me some ground.

"It will be too painful."

We rubbed our noses together, and it made my cock harden.

"It will be a sweet pain. Don't you trust me? Haven't I earned it?"

I nodded.

"You saved my life."

"And now I want to give you a new one."

When he presented it like this, how could I refuse?

When the girls returned, we talked about what we were going to do in the next days. The boys invited us to stay a few more days with them, and I was inclined to agree with that idea.

We chose to stay with Bruno and Kaique for a week . They were so friendly, so charming. And why not enjoy that little town filled with wonderful people, views, and water? I also found a new interest: surfing.

At least, that's what everybody else thought. Bruno knew good places for waves that were secluded. He told me he had chosen a good one to take me for my first lessons. He told me while we were in the bathroom when everyone else was asleep, his cock in my mouth.

The next day, I saw the place he had chosen. It wasn't much different from any other place at the beach, except it was far away, and no one seemed to be in sight. We walked there, each of us carrying our board as a facade. The clear sky was filled with birds all the time, and the water whispered with the rolling of the waves.

That day, I spent a whole morning with my mouth busy. They told me I was getting better at sucking their cocks, and I could not deny it. Each time, their thrusts were bound to make me swallow half their throbbing wood.

The cum I swallowed too, just so it wouldn't make a mess of the mattress we were using to cover the sand. Nobody ate mine, though. It made wet stains down below. Bruno punished me by slapping my ass, and I received the punishment with as much dignity as I could.

But nothing yet convinced me that I would enjoy getting a whole cock inside me from the rear.

"You're going to beg." Bruno promised, as he stroked his cock, pointed straight at my face, and squirted his second stream of the day. I didn't contradict him, but I was sure there was going to be no begging. I sucked his cock and let him treat me that way out of gratitude, but that was supposed to be all... after we left, this would all be forgotten. We would all just be friends.

I licked his cum, as he watched me with a triumph shining in his eyes.

"How about the tongue, though?" Bruno said. "What do you say?"

He showed his tongue to me. I swallowed as I recalled yesterday, the wet, warm mouth eating me. I nodded to him.

"Kaique will take care of that."

Kaique turned me around and started to lick my ass. When I tried to pleasure myself while he was doing it, Bruno knocked my hand away.

"No touching, Gringo."

I was on all fours now, like a beast, while my ass was being ravaged by a wild mouth. Then he pressed a finger against the hole, and even when I tried to clench my buttcheeks, close my tight hole from his forced entrance, he managed to slip in. There was something on his finger, not just saliva, something cold. I felt his finger go in and out, still trying to stop him with the force of my buttocks, but I just had to give in and take it. A finger wasn't that dangerous.

Or so I thought. My cock was thick and heavy by the time he was fingering me with an impressive velocity, and I could see my cum dripping, drop by drop, while I tried to breathe.

I wasn't prepared to deal with that.

Then, before I could reach release, Kaique stopped. He still had the tip of his finger inside my anus, but his movement had ceased completely. A few seconds passed by, and I could hear only the sound of the waves. I looked behind me and saw Kaique and Bruno watching me carefully, their eyes were smiling, amused.

I slowly thrust my body backwards on the finger, but Bruno told Kaique to remove the finger completely.

"What?" I said, confused.

"Let's start that begging now..."

"Seriously?"

"Kaique just needs to know you're enjoying."

He proceeded to look at my erection, which I still wasn't touching ever since he told me not to.

"Or we can go back to your wife. She's waiting for you, I bet. She'll want to know all about your surfing today."

"No. Leave her out of this."

"Will we go back?"

"No."

"You don't want to go to your wife?" — Bruno asked.

"No, let's... let's finish..."

The burning inside my ass was sweet. And I was almost done. Besides, we were just playing a part. I would give all my time to Bianca later. I would go back to being the best husband in the world.

"Please?" I said to Kaique.

"He doesn't speak English," Bruno said, with a smile that could only mean something wicked.

"Go ahead and put that finger where you want it. He'll let you."

I raised myself so I was on my knees, and reached behind with my hand and took Kaique's hand, directing it to my butt. He felt my buttocks, opened them, and inserted his fingers again. That time, I stood upright while he grabbed me and held me by my belly and fucked me with his index, trying to lift me up as if his finger was a hook.

There was barely any cum left when I orgasmed, only a small transparent stream that pitifully fell on the mattress.

The guilt hit me when I was getting dressed . But I promised myself I would do better. I would. After.

The three of us swam a bit, just so we could get home all wet from the salt water and give some credibility to our story. We told my wife over the dinner that I would continue the surfing lessons. I had to stare her in the eye as I lied. My sisters snickered at me.

"An old man getting lessons from two kids," Donna said.

"He's not an old man!" Bianca told her, annoyed by the suggestion. "And if THEY are kids, that makes you a very bad person indeed."

"Oh please, they're not kids in that regard. They're adults, they're our age." Dora came to her sister's rescue.

"Yeah, I know you two want to spend some time alone." I scratched my fingernail on the table, avoiding all eye contact . "They would go to the sea whether you want it or not, I'm just following them. They have a spare board."

"Why can't we go with you?"

"You can," I said, quickly. "But you would be alone all the same, we barely leave the sea."

"Would you two just leave my husband alone?" Bianca said, amused. "Look at him, he is all worried because you two are acting like desperate virgins. My husband is trying new things."

"Thank you so much," I said, placing my hand on top of hers.

The new thing I tried the next day was two fingers instead of just one.

I was laying on my back, holding my legs upwards against my belly, and I could see everything going on down there. My eyes must have been pretty wide, while I observed carefully how my ass was being entirely ravaged by two long fingers.

They stretched me for a while, then went in deep, so deep, that I could feel them prodding so deep inside of me I was sure I would feel them in my throat. And Bruno was merciless with words, never letting me forget that I was doing it behind my wife's back.

When put to the question of whether I wished to stop and go to her, I shook my head and smiled at him, and thanked him for saving my life, so they could do anything they wanted. And then I begged for their fingers.

I couldn't touch myself. That was a new rule. Bruno said it over and over, that he wanted me to show them how grateful I was by cumming passively, and I did it more than once. Each time, Bruno seemed to grow more impressed with me.

"Do you want three now?" Bruno asked.

I thought for a moment, feeling my asshole as it closed up after Kaique's fingers were gone. I knew that if I said no, they would stop completely. And at that moment, I really wanted something up my ass. I barely felt any pain, which was incredible. I didn't know my anus could be so resilient. So I nodded.

Bruno shook his head.

"Please. Yes. I want three fingers."

"You don't want to go back to your wife?"

"No," I said.

Just for now. For a few more days. This didn't mean anything. I was still father , a husband, a family man. Bruno was not going to break me, but for now, I would concede. I had to. He had saved my life.

"I want you. I want to show how grateful I am."

"A good little slut."

"Yes."

Just for now.

Kaique gave me what I wanted. And I went back to my wife with that burning sensation that would reminde me for the rest of the day.

Laying in bed at night, I wanted to suck more cock that day. Bruno was probably waiting for me in the bathroom, with his thickness throbbing and waiting for me. But Bianca was taking too long to sleep.

"Honey?" she said.

"What is it?" I said, pretending sleepiness.

"Do you want to go? Away, I mean. We don't have to stay."

"What?" I said, pretense forgotten for the moment. "Why do you say that?"

"You just seem so distracted. Different. I never stopped to think that you might be feeling ill from being locked here, close to the beach, after almost drowning."

"Honey, don't worry about me. I'm alright."

"Of course you would say that. You're such a man, trying to be strong all the time. But I know it had some effect on you. And the way you're acting towards those two? I know they saved your life, but you don't have to treat them like they're better than you."

"Do I do that?" I said, surprised.

"I understand, though. So, if you wanna go, we'll go. We don't have to owe them anything else, we can even find some other place to stay."

"I promise you. I'm okay. I'm having fun, and learning to surf. It's good."

Maybe she was right ,I was acting too weird. I promised myself to behave better in the future. It would destroy her to know, or even suspect, what I was doing behind her back. But I had to, there was no other option, they wanted me, and I owed them my life.

So I left my loving wife after she was asleep, and found a very impatient Bruno in the bathroom. He made me beg, implore on my knees, for his cock. It seemed to be getting more comfortable in my mouth.

I wasn't supposed to enjoy eating his cum so much.

"Tell me how much you like it." He grabbed my hair forcefully.

"So, so much. I love your cum. I love your cock."

A few more days, I would be gone, and everything would be back to normal. I would remember how to be a faithful good husband again.

Cum dripped from the tip of his shaft, I licked it off.

"Tomorrow is going to be a great day," Bruno promised. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe how excited I was.

"I'm still not sure."

"If you're not, then we won't do it. Anything."

"Jesus, man. I'm afraid."

"Just a little bit more, and you're going to be done."

His words actually scared me. I went back to bed feeling very alert, unable to sleep. I could still go away. I could wake Bianca up and tell her we would be going tomorrow. I wish I could say here that I did that. If I had, maybe I would still have a chance of turning everything around.

Or maybe it was just wishful thinking. I had a taste of another man's semen. Other men's semen. How could I come back from that?

I would try. I had to. For my family. I hugged my wife, and promised her I would try.

I did everything Bruno told me to so I cold be ready for the next day. I didn't eat, and I washed myself thoroughly.

I was about to cheat on my wife in a most horrible way, and cheat myself in the process. But I was also excited. If it would feel better than their fingers, I was in for a world of discoveries. I could only promise to try and not enjoy it so much.

I broke that promise too.

That day, they had placed a big towel on the sand . And even on the open ground, where anyone could come up and surprise them, I laid on my back on top of Kaique, letting myself be spread out, legs held by strong Brazilian hands, while my ass was exposed, very close to a big dark cock.

I had to remind myself I was only doing it because they had saved me. It was all out of gratitude. And just because my cock was already leaking with excitement didn't mean that I was a lost cause. It wasn't about breaking. I had a clear image of who I was, and how my life would be, with a wife and a big happy family. This was just a momentary lapse of too much gratitude.