Aurora
I finally arrive at the massage center.
After days, maybe I will be able to clear my mind.
I sit in the waiting room and while I open Instagram "My almost naked photo has had a lot of likes, I should post more". In my free time I stay with Marco, one of my friend with a passion for photography, he is a wonderful boy, in many ways, he is beautiful inside and out, he is tall and blond and he cares particularly for his physical form, he has muscles to do fear, I do not deny it several times I imagined it beneath me, I astride him or him above me, with those fabulous muscles that dance under his skin, he who stuck his tongue in my throat or almost he suffocated me with the huge hands that he finds himself, which then you know, big hands = huge cock, over and over again I made sexual fantasies about him, over and over again I dreamed of sticking his cock in my throat and the photos of naked they were just an excuse to see if he would jump on me, well no, since a few days ago he confessed to having fallen in love ... with a boy; eh already the coolest guy in the world is gay. Many useless efforts but the photos continue to take and I wish him that you will really find happiness with this boy.
"Aurora Roberti" a woman who calls my name awakens me from all the daydreams that I am still doing on Marco "Sooner or later I aim, whether he wants it or not" I repeat it in my head since he has confessed me to be gay, but in reality we all know it will never end like this.
"Hello Miss, please get undressed and remain intimate that your massage is a total body, so you can relax completely" says this lady, she is very kind, then continue "lie down on the bed which will arrive in five minutes most competent masseur "
I thank the woman and lie down on the bed.
I'm only in a bra and underpants or rather I'm only in bralette and Brazilian, the fact is that by now I'm so used to wearing coordinated underwear that even if I have to go to the toilet I put on the thong, but it's fine with me.
"Here we are, miss, so what's your name? How are you?" The massage guy comes in and starts talking to me like that.
Has a familiar voice.
I turn around, I see him in the face and I understand who that voice belonged to.
That fucking voice.
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Hi guys, this is chapter twenty seven.
I hope you like it, who will the boy be?
Altea
PS. The next two chapters will be very pushed, get ready
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