The next day, after returning from work, I found myself alone at home listening to music and thinking about whether I felt like going to the gym. I saw the bag on the table in my room where the jockstrap Luis gave me was. This made me lose the thoughts swirling in my head about work problems and made me think back to yesterday, tied to the neighbors' bed, in the bathroom kissing Enrique...

I took off my clothes and put it on, adjusting it well and looking at how the straps sat at the back. I thought it looked great on me, and I felt very sexy and aroused at the same time. I started to caress my package with the clear intention of giving myself a handjob when there was a knock on the door. How strange, too early for the owner of the apartment to return (and he has keys). I put on a robe that was hanging behind the door and went to open it.

It was Enrique who winked at me and handed me a letter from the community for the owner of the apartment. I told him to come in, and he agreed knowing I was alone; he didn't like my roommate very much. I asked about his mother while resting my hand on his shoulder; he explained the earthquake of family misfortunes. We hugged for a long time, he slid his hands to my waist and we looked into each other’s eyes. Being so close, I could feel his breath; time seemed to stand still and I kissed him slowly, our lips mingling while the tips of our tongues met and explored each other's mouths. His hands began to caress my waist and butt, bringing our packages closer together.

I pulled away and took his hand, guiding him to my room. He saw the clothes I had left on the floor and was surprised at how messy I was. "But if you were going to shower, it’s normal," I told him that I was actually trying on a gift and took off the robe. Enrique smiled and came closer to me, and directly cupped my package gently, "Luis has good taste in fetishism, you look very handsome," and he kissed me again, this time with even more passion. I wasn't quite sure who Luis had given the gift to: me or him.

My hand slid to his package, I unzipped his pants, exposing his erect sex. I started kissing down his chest and belly until I reached his cock, which I began to explore first with my lips and then with my tongue as if it were a popsicle. I kissed the tip while looking at him, seeking his approval, and he returned my gaze with desire and pulled me closer, kissing me hotly, "You don't know how to suck cock, but you're very cute trying." He turned me around, bringing my hips up and pushed me onto the bed, leaving me lying face down with my legs spread.

With one hand, he began to massage my package and with his thumb was caressing my hole, my hips started to follow the rhythm of his hand, I was getting more and more aroused. With the other hand, he was running his thumbs across my back as if he wanted to scratch, from the corner of my eye I could see he was looking at me with lust. He separated my che...