This fictional story contains graphic details of sex between a
boy and an adult male. Romany does not condone sexual abuse or
exploitation but defends the right to free thought and
expression. If you are uncomfortable with this topic, close this
file. If not you must be over 18 years to read on. Any
similarities to persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

The Spanish Voyager

By Romany

(M/b, oral, anal)



Manuel knelt behind the boy and looked hungrily at the brown
wrinkled pucker, with the small dark opening accentuated by the
boy pulling his butt cheeks apart in anticipation. The boy�s
forehead rested on the bunk, supporting his upper body weight, as
he too kneels; leaning forward in preparation for the fuck.
Manuel is naked from the waist; his shorts being hurriedly
discarded soon after the boy had finished sucking his hard cock
almost to the point of ejaculation. He had quickly broken the
boys grip and mouth from his cock to save his seed from spilling
prematurely. Holding his cock, he had waved it as if to motion
Dimitri onto the wide bunk that dominated the master stateroom of
the sailboat; forward of the living quarters and galley. He had
wrenched the boy�s grubby canvas shorts down below his knees as
Dimitri prepared himself for yet another intrusion into his
twelve year old anus. He�d regularly assumed this pose for nearly
three years now. Ever since Uncle Kostas had introduced him to
man boy sex. Uncle Kostas was not his real uncle, but his
mother�s lover after her husband had run off when Dimitri was
eight years old.

Manuel gripped his cock and rubbed the head around the boy�s
hole, and leaning forward he dribbled a long bead of saliva from
his pursed lips; which landed just above the dilating arsehole
and slithered down and onto the pucker. The head of Manuel�s long
thin cock was slick with precum and Dimitri�s saliva from the
torrid sucking the boy had administered as foreplay. The 14 metre
yacht moved gently at anchor just off the beach of the secluded
bay. Sails furled in haste as the mariner yearned to take the boy
below out of the hot sun. Manuel had sailed here directly after
picking the boy up from the small jetty in the cove just around
from the main port where he had called for provisions. The
dark-haired boy came directly to his boat as he docked; the young
face eager in anticipation to see who sailed this fine seagoing
vessel. He saw in the boy that look of willingness and compliance
that only boys that take men as lovers have. That look in turn is
recognised by men looking for eager boys. This act was as old as
the world, and here on the sparkling waters of the Mediterranean,
consistent with ages of Greek tutors loving their scholars.
Tutors entrusted for teaching the juveniles the ways of the world
before manhood. Manuel pushed forward and his cock-head skidded
under the boy�s perineum and he lifted the hard flesh back on
track. Despite the lack of artificial lubrication, he slowly
opened the boy�s tight anus with the cock�s head and held his
breath in excitement as he watched the purple helmet slowly
stretch the sphincter and then the tight ring of muscle engulfing
it as the shaft eased up into the boy�s chute. Manuel sighed,
daring not to allow his excitement to get the better of the care
and attention he needed to fully sheath himself in this
wondrously tight fleshy receptacle. He eased back gently and then
slowly forward. Each inward movement gained more entry to the
heat of the young Greek boy�s arse.

Manuel fucked the boy expertly. Some years earlier he had learned
the art of sodomy by coupling with a neighbor�s son back in
Valencia. Manuel was just out of college and the kid seemed to
have some sort of crush on the young man. The kid was in fact
quite practiced at receiving sex from men. Something Manuel had
never contemplated. But within three months of his return home
from Barcelona, he was screwing Raul at least three nights a
week; in the small hacienda set away from the opulence of his
parent�s estate. Manuel was a spoiled rich boy. The only son to a
father who was a millionaire many times over. He learned to fuck
boys by buggering Raul regularly. Despite having girlfriends who
quickly put out for him, believing they could screw their way
into the rich family, he often cruised the back street gay bars
of Spain and other towns and cities of Europe as he took a year
off to travel the many countries that made up the continent.
Looking for willing men who would drop to their knees and
lovingly take his cock in their mouths; before willingly
surrendering their tight slick arseholes to his slim curved cock.
He became a voyager of man sex. Sex with either man or woman
didn�t matter to Manuel but his predilection was now slanted
towards youthful male bodies. The younger the better.  Now here
he was with his cock buried in the tight yet willing arse of this
beautiful Greek boy. Dimitri was grateful for shelter, food, and
a couple of short belts of Ouzo; before repaying the Spaniards
kindness by sucking him and then offering his arse for a good
fucking. Truthfully, Dimitri was addicted to a good fucking and
adult men�s hard cocks.

Manuel was now in a carnal daze as he slowly rutted the boy balls
deep; and then pulling back until the underside of the head of
his cock was nearly pulled back through the sphincter, only to be
slowly pushed back so he was balls deep in the tight hot arse. He
fucked this way for several minutes. Reveling in the dominance he
held over this boy. His hands now clasped loosely, behind his
back, assuming an almost arrogant pose, as his hips undulated
obscenely pushing his slick cock in and out. Looking at the
inside of the sphincter being stretched back open on the
outstroke; and the concaving of the surrounding flesh between the
boy�s buttocks as the tightness of the hole gripped the invading
cock and was pulled inwards before letting the cock go as it slid
further into the anal cavity. Manuel allowed himself the luxury
of this fucking and as he had coaxed himself back from the near
orgasm when he was being sucked, he delighted in knowing it would
take some minutes to work himself back to that pre-ejaculation
state of bliss. He worked the boy steadily and soon felt the
first glimmer of recognition his orgasm was slowly engaging in
the mystery depths between his legs; somewhere inside his pelvis.
That delicious nagging that warned of the forthcoming explosion
of senses. He moved his hands to the boys hips; the boy now with
his hands gripping the sheet on the bunk with white knuckles.

Dimitri had had all kinds of adult cocks in his arse, along with
a variety of obscene penetrations with vegetables; sex toys and
even a dry broom handle which nearly cost him his life during a
dangerous session with two drunken German tourists last year.
They left him unconscious and bleeding profusely from his
arsehole. Fortunately he was found in the dark alley and
transported to hospital where he eventually recovered. Given his
involvement in illicit sex with adults he went to a boy�s home;
it being deemed his mother could not adequatelyy care for the
boy. Eventuall he ran away and resumed prostituting himself to
the steady influx of tourists who visited the Greek Isalnds all
year round. Yet he never truly had a fuck that did not somehow
cause discomfort. A nagging ache that was not pain; indeed it was
welcomed. But it was never free of the feeling he was being
rammed with a tree trunk. Yet his own 4 inch cock was hard and
dribbling as his own arousal belied the actual discomfort the
Spaniard�s slender weapon was causing against the budding
prostate, and hitting against his bowel.

Manuel came hard, shoving the boy to get as deep as he humanly
could as his cock spasms from the balls and he unloaded copious
quantities of semen in several long exquisite searing spurts into
the bowel. He gasped and groaned loudly. Dimitri braced himself
as the hard rutting of the young Spaniard nearly propelled the
boy forward so his head would hit the woodwork of the bulkhead
that formed the large bunk�s headboard. He gasped and controlled
his cries of discomfort. He was loving every inch the man had
rammed up him and he dribbled from his lips in excitement as the
carnal joy of the fuck took him over; his own cock spurted
several wet opaque bursts of pre-pubertal ejaculate. Not yet
carrying the semen so vital for life, due to his tender age. He
sobbed as Manuel rutted the last indulgent millimeters deep into
the boy as he wrung the last drops of cum from his body. He
leaned over the bronze back of the young Greek boy and gasped and
almost sobbed his pleasure at the blissful release he had just
experienced. This never failed to consume him with pride and his
ego was pumped full at the way the boy had been drawn to him and
had given him the look that he wanted this surrender.  Manuel was
in control.

Eventually Manuel straightened up and slowly removed his still
hard cock from the boy�s reddened gaping arse. It was immediately
followed by a surge of semen that accompanied a sharp fart the
arsehole gave off as the thick fleshy plug released the air
pumped into the cavity; evacuating quickly. There was a slight
funky odor with the release of air. It was not gas from the
internal digestive system that smelled like a fart. Just the air
the cock had pumped into the anus. Manuel chuckled and slapped
the boy�s butt as a mild admonishment. Dimitri groaned in
embarrassment at the noise his arse had made and he slumped onto
his stomach as if to submit to the shame of this unfortunate
bodily voice of disapproval at the cock being removed. Manuel
laughed softly and coaxed the boy onto his back. Dimitri looked
expectantly at the young Spaniard and as the man straddled him
and shuffled forward, Dimitri prepared himself for the inevitable
sucking to lave the man�s cock clean. At least half of his
partners finished sex in this way. As Manuel straddled the boy�s
upper chest, Dimitri reached for the still hard cock and craning
his neck to lift his head, started to suck the cock and wash it
with his saliva once more. Manuel stared at the expert treatment
being meted out to his organ. He knew he would not go soft. The
excitement of this coupling had him pumped and ready for more. He
smiled at the boy�s expertise at laving the cock.

�Easy, little one,� he said in Spanish. �Soon I will fuck you
hard again; like a girl on her back,� he crooned.

Dimitri only recognised the word �fuck� but instinctively knew
what the man was saying. He paused in his suckling of the cock
and grinned as he caught the man�s gaze. He knew well what was to
be the course for the rest of the afternoon. This man had all
day; all month if the truth be known. He could fuck this willing
young local boy as he wished, and then set him ashore as he
sailed back down the Mediterranean to home. This was one trip he
would not forget readily and he smiled as the boy returned to
sucking his cock.

The End

� 2007 Romany. Protected by copyright law. Please do not copy,
edit, amend or post this on any website without the author�s
permission.

https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/gypsey/romany/





  
Spanish Voyager