Masked Brazilian (Patreon)

As a result of my various techniques for picking up and attracting str8 guys, I get constant messages asking for my mouth and ass. One of the most recent was from a Brazilian who had just arrived in Portugal and was in need of sex.

He’s 28 years old, light brown skin, green eyes, tall, athletic, with a short faded haircut and a big cock that’s not out of the ordinary. We talked on WhatsApp and exchanged photos until the day came when he could visit me. It would be his first time with a man. I think he’s married in Brazil, and he was quite nervous. I reassured him, and he even sent me a photo of his hard cock in his pants while he was on the subway.

When he arrived, I opened the door and found him already half-naked — his black T-shirt pulled up over most of his face, leaving only his light eyes visible, and a cap on his head. I didn’t understand why he was afraid to show his face when he had already done it in photos and videos, but I figured it was a way of feeling more relaxed and comfortable, so I respected it. I have to admit that the look of a desert soldier ready for combat also turned me on.

I took him into the living room and sat him down on the sofa. He pulled down his pants. His cock was already hard. I started sucking it while caressing his legs and defined chest.

“Go slowly or I’ll cum,” he requested when I started to speed up.

“Are you enjoying it?”

“Fuck yeah. Too much,” he replied, pushing my head a little and moaning.

I sucked him the way I know how — hungrily, drooling, and stopping whenever he got close, which was constant. I could tell he had been holding back for a long time, and that made him desperate to finish.

He wanted to stand up, so I sat on the edge of the sofa with his thick, hard cock in front of my face. He thrust straight into my throat and started grabbing my ears and neck while he fucked my mouth. I could tell he was getting close — his defined torso was already dripping with sweat. My throat made wet choking noises with every thrust.

“I’m going to cum,” he warned in a hoarse voice.

He pushed my head down and held the pressure while his cock pulsed in my throat and released a heavy load. I swallowed what I could and cleaned every last drop off him before walking him to the door.

I had been recording for my pages, but after he came he felt a little ashamed and asked me to delete everything, which of course I did.

He’s already come back again — still masked, still fit, and still full of cum. I hope one day he’ll let me show you some of the videos and photos.

All characters are consenting adults (18+). All sexual acts depicted are consensual between the characters.