Sex stories

Karim, 21, is the kind of guy who snaps his fingers and everyone looks at him. Of Algerian origin, he grew up on a housing estate where you quickly learn to keep your mouth shut or get seduced up. Tall, muscular, with the face of an angel and pecs that stretch out his soccer jersey, he's on the team, a real boss on the pitch. The chicks hang around him, but Karim's got a secret: he's into guys, but no one in the team needs to know. Théo is the opposite. 20 years old, white, French by birth, a little skinny, with glasses that slide down his nose. He's discreet, always in his books, the kind of guy you forget about at parties. But there's something about him, a gentleness in his eyes, a way of talking that puts you at ease. In maths class, he finds himself next to Karim, who scans him straight away. Théo has a bug for Karim's body: his sculpted arms, his powerful thighs under his Nike jogging suit. He feels his heart pounding, but looks down, red as a tomato. Karim, on the other hand, immediately senses that Théo is fragile, the kind of guy he can dominate. He likes that, that vibe of control. One day, after class, he catches Théo in the corridor, near the toilets. "Come on, let's have a chat," he says, grinning like a thug with a piece of chewing gum in his mouth. Théo, intimidated, follows without question. In the bathroom, Karim locks the door. "You're cute," he says, coming closer. Théo, tetanized, smells Karim's minty breath. "On your knees," Karim orders, pulling down his jogging suit. His huge, taut, circumcised cock impresses Théo, who trembles but obeys. The fellatio is quick, imperfect and rude. Karim guides Théo's head, who struggles to keep up and sometimes grits his teeth. At this point, Karim slaps him in the face to refocus him. Théo tries to apologize with his mouth full, but Karim punishes him by pinching his nose while holding his cock deep in his throat. When Karim finally ejaculates in his mouth, Théo coughs, tears in his eyes, his cheek red, but says nothing. Karim pulls up his pants, pats his cheek: "It's not that yet, but we'll see each other again." Théo, at a loss, spits the semen into a handkerchief, wipes his mouth and sneaks out of the bathroom. He's torn between anger, shame and the desire to have sucked the guy he used to love without admitting it to himself. Still, it was a victory tinged with sensation. A few weeks later, Karim invited Théo to his home, in his housing estate. Théo's freaking out, but he can't say no. There's something in Karim's eyes, a mixture of danger and charm, that attracts him like a magnet. The building's cellar smells of damp and concrete. Karim, direct, pulls down his tracksuit and pushes Théo against the wall. "Suck me like last time, but without the teeth," he lets out, without gentleness. Théo, once again, grabs Karim's cock and starts sucking his glans. But this time, he feels weird because he's enjoying it, despite the shame. With his mouth full, he glances at Karim, who moans softly, eyes closed. It lasts longer, and Théo starts to gain confidence, playing with his tongue and lips. Karim, pleasantly surprised, stares at him with a smirk and pushes his cock even deeper into his throat. But Karim wants more. Without warning, he pulls Theo's head off his cock, flips him over and yanks his jeans down. Théo panics because he's never been fucked: "Wait, I'm not ready for this!" But Karim, in his delirium, gets over it. He smears his cock with saliva, spits on Théo's hole and drives his cock in with determination. Théo, who until then had only stuck a few fingers up his ass, grits his teeth, the heat and intensity wringing a scream from him. Karim, lost in his pleasure, continues to take him apart from behind. His blows are powerful and disorganized. Théo, tears in his eyes, clings to the wall, his body torn between heat and intensity and a strange warmth. Karim, sensing that the mashed potato is rising, pulls back and orders Théo to open his mouth wide and stick out his tongue. The frightened Théo complies, but Karim warns: "If you don't swallow it all, I'm going to smack you! Despite his shame, Théo spurts the hot semen onto his tongue and, obediently, swallows it all in one gulp. On Karim's orders, he sucks up every last drop, almost xxxing. Even after obeying, Théo is shocked, moaning and collapses on the floor. "Fuck, you're such an asshole!" he screams, his voice breaking. Why did you fuck me like that? Karim suddenly realizes he's fucked up big time. He crouches down, uncomfortable. "Sorry, bro, I spun out. I didn't mean to please you." Théo, in chaos mode, looks at him, cheeks soaked. Karim, for the first time, lets his guard down. He takes him in his arms, gently, as if Théo were made of . "I promise I won't rush you again. I really like you." Théo, exhausted, lets himself go against him, torn between anger and something new, a feeling that grows despite everything. Love is born.

In the following days, Karim changes. He hangs out with Théo more secretly and also for sex. He invites him to games, talks to him about his life, the pressure in the projects, his daddy who s him to play tough. Théo, on the other hand, opens up little by little, talks about his dreams of becoming a teacher, his struggles with his shyness. The two discover each other, laugh together, send secret Snaps. Karim, who loved to dominate, begins to see Théo differently: a sensitive guy, who calms him, who makes him feel less alone. One evening, while Théo's parents are away for the weekend, Karim, knowing this, decides to visit him. In Théo's room, the two guys lie on the bed. No pressure, no pushing. Karim caresses Théo's hand, a simple but weird gesture for a guy like him. "I really like you, Théo." You're not like the others." Théo, red, murmurs, "I like you too." They kiss, gently at first, then more passionately. This time, it's different. Karim asks Théo if he's OK, and Théo, after a moment's hesitation, nods. Karim decides that he won't fuck Théo this time but will make love to him. Slowly, with looks that say it all, Karim takes off Théo's T-shirt and pulls off his pants. Karim sits against the headboard and grabs Théo, asking him to sit on him. Théo takes off his underwear and complies. He knows that Karim won't use a condom like the previous times. Karim, who doesn't like foreplay, spits on his fingers and begins to lubricate Théo's hole. Théo moans and spreads his buttocks at the same time. You're going to sit on my cock, Karim tells him with a smile, and it has to go all the way in! Okay, Theo replies, grabbing his cock and directing it towards his delicately dilated hole. As Theo lets out a little moan of pleasure, Karim holds Theo's buttocks with both of his manly hands and pushes himself into his anus. Despite the excitement, Karim remains gentle, attentive, and Theo, for the first time, feels desired, not just used. Their bodies fit together, their breaths mingle. As he feels the sauce rising, Karim asks Theo if he can cum deep in his ass. I'm yours, Karim, give me what you have to give me. Still straddling Karim, Theo, with surprise, cums first, against Karim's muscular and sweaty abs. Two seconds later, Karim, unable to hold back any longer, empties himself inside Théo with a loud moan of pure pleasure. Their story begins like this, in a housing project where love between guys must remain secret. More in the next episode.