Secondhand (1)

Marco turned, the echo of his own bold proposal still ringing in his ears. He felt like a director who, after giving the order for "action," was leaving the set. But just as his hand touched the doorknob of the front door to leave Javier's house, it opened from the outside. Before him appeared a tall, fat man of about thirty-five, who looked at him with curiosity. It was Javier's older brother. Luis.

Panic seized Marco. He knew exactly what his girlfriend was about to do in the room at the end of the hall, and this man's presence turned his fantasy into a terribly real risk.

"Leaving already?" Luis asked, his voice deep and disinterested.

"Yeah, yeah, I was just leaving," Marco stammered, his mind racing a mile a minute. "But... I remembered I forgot something." Without further explanation, he turned around and, with a nervousness that was surely evident, headed back towards Javier's room. He knocked on the door before trying to enter, a gesture more of panic than politeness. Luis found it an odd reaction but shrugged and continued on his way to the kitchen.

Marco didn't wait to be told to come in. He entered the room quickly and the scene hit him: Lucy was already on her knees on the floor, right in front of Javier, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a fully erect penis.

"Your brother!" Marco whispered, with urgency. "Your brother is outside, he could come in and find us like this!"

Javier, however, smiled calmly. He knew his brother would never enter his room without permission, but Marco didn't need to know that. He saw a golden opportunity. "You're right," he said, feigning concern. "Look, why don't you keep watch? Open the door a little and see if he's not outside or if he's coming down the hall. That way we'll be safe."

Marco, trapped in the logic of the moment, nodded. He opened the door just a crack and peeked his head out. He didn't see anyone. The hallway was empty.

"I'm about to burst," Javier said from behind. "And this is the moment. I have the most beautiful girl in school on her knees in front of me. I'm not going to waste a single second." His voice filled with a playful cruelty. "Sorry, buddy. I think you're going to have to watch me teach your girlfriend how to give a blowjob."

Lucy had no time to react. Javier gently took her head in his hands. "Open your mouth, Lucy," he ordered, his voice an authoritative murmur. Then, he looked at Marco. "Let me know if you see my brother coming."

Marco looked through the crack in the door one more time and then turned to watch the scene. He observed, paralyzed, as Lucy's head lowered little by little, as her lips parted and received the tip of Javier's penis.

She took only the glans into her mouth. A deep moan escaped Javier's throat. "Mmm, your mouth feels so good," he said. "It's so warm."

Javier began with the instructions, his voice becoming a hoarse and excited whisper. "Now, a little more... that's it, carefully."

Lucy obeyed. She pulled her head back a little and then moved forward again, taking a little more of Javier's penis into her mouth. He moaned again, a guttural sound of pure pleasure. She began a clumsy rhythm, bobbing her head back and forth, being careful, each time she pulled back, not to take his penis completely out of her mouth.

"Aaah... Mmmm... Like that..." Javier moaned, his hips beginning to move in time with hers.

Marco watched, his heart in his throat. His virginal girlfriend, his Lucy, was giving her first blowjob. And it wasn't to him. It was to his friend, while he acted as a lookout. The duality of his role was driving him crazy. He would watch the scene and then, in a panic, look back through the crack in the hallway, fearing and at the same time wishing to be discovered.

Lucy began to pick up the pace. It seemed she was already getting used to the thickness of Javier's penis, her movements becoming more fluid, more confident.

Between moans, Javier looked at Marco over Lucy's head. "Sorry, buddy," he said, with a triumphant smile. "When Lucy finally gives you a blowjob, you'll know that her mouth is already secondhand."

That phrase, that image, was the spark that lit the fuse. The comment, designed to humiliate him, unconsciously aroused Marco in a way he didn't expect. He stopped keeping watch. He closed the door completely, plunging the room into a forbidden intimacy. He unzipped his pants, took out his own erection, and, standing by the door, began to masturbate.

Lucy, out of the corner of her eye, saw him. She saw her boyfriend, his face contorted in a mix of jealousy and pleasure, masturbating while he watched her. And knowing that he was so excited by this, by her, aroused her to a completely new level. She closed her eyes, forgetting about the hallway, about Luis, about everything, and increased the rhythm, her movements becoming more expert, more devoted.

"Oh, yes!" Javier moaned, noticing the change in her and seeing Marco. "At least that way you'll be part of the first time Lucy sucked a cock!"

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating, a mix of moans, heavy breathing, and the rhythmic sound of Marco's hand.

"I... I can't hold it anymore..." Javier said suddenly. He took Lucy's head more firmly. She had almost half of his penis in her mouth. "I'm coming!"

He came, and Lucy felt the hot, thick torrent fill her mouth.

"Oh, yes, so good! Thank you so much, Lucy!" Javier exclaimed, his body trembling. "I've never come so much!"

Lucy tasted the semen, a salty and strange flavor, coating her tongue. Javier pulled his penis out and she, instinctively, without thinking, swallowed.

Javier smiled, a smile of pure satisfaction. "I see you liked my milk," he said, wiping himself with the back of his hand. "I'll give you more later."

At that very same instant, Marco, unable to hold back any longer, also came, his own semen splashing his hand and his stomach.

Javier, hearing him, turned and looked at Marco, who was still standing by the door, breathing heavily. Then he looked at Lucy and, with a triumphant laugh, announced, "Look, your boyfriend came too."