IV. The previous history of Rosston

They went in, went to the bathroom, Ipar to the shower, and Rosston sat on the toilet to unload, he released a lot; it seemed inexplicable to him, having had sex 24 hours earlier. When they came out, they lay down on the beds while listening to music on the TV.

• Ipar: “This is the second time you’ve mentioned Málaga to me. Will you tell me more? You’re not obliged if you don’t want to.”

• Rosston: “Yes, daddy, of course, there’s no reason I shouldn’t tell you. Well, I’d finished university, I’d studied a lot, and before starting work—I already had offers because of my good academic record—I decided to go on vacation to Málaga; my parents helped me. There I met Álvaro in a bar. The man set his eyes on me as soon as I came in, I felt his fixed gaze and I liked that. To me he was like an eagle that had found its prey. My own thought made me smile, he noticed and came over to me. I had already fucked, I wasn’t a virgin, but I had never felt an approach like that right from the start. To keep the story short, after a few drinks that he paid for, he suggested we keep drinking at his place. I was afraid, I was alone in Málaga, I hesitated, but in the end I went.

• Rosston (taking a pause): At his place, Álvaro didn’t hold back and dominated me from the outset. I don’t know how to explain it to you, but he touched me, held me hard, there were moments when I felt his strength, even how he squeezed my ass cheeks—and I’m talking over my clothes. When he wanted, he took off my clothes, but he did it without asking me, I don’t know, as if he had the right to do it, or at least that’s how I felt it. And what do you want me to say? I liked it, I really liked being treated that way. After he had me naked, he pulled down his pants, grabbed my head, put me to sucking, and it didn’t take him long to want to shove the whole thing in, down to my throat. From fucking my throat he moved on to eating my ass, but not for long; it didn’t take him long to ram his cock into me to the balls. I was stunned by that treatment; before, I had never felt like that, dominated, the strength of a male who felt he had the right to do what he was doing to me. He had a very good big cock that wrecked my throat and my ass. He gave me cock in almost every position possible. And you can imagine, that day I slept at his place. The next day I canceled the hotel; I only had to pay one extra night. Of course, that was because he insisted that I do it, and by then I practically had no will of my own when I was with him.”

• Ipar: “But you’d have had a plane ticket and you’d have to go back, right?”

• Rosston: “He had me crazy, or crazed like a woman, however you want to say it… the ticket was flexible and I changed it to a month later, called my parents and simply told them I’d liked it there and was staying longer. During that time we didn’t just fuck; while he worked, I started looking for job offers and although my handicap was the language—I had ...