It began the summer and I decided not to lose the time and to aim me to English’s course. The first time that I saw Sergio, I was absolutely in love.: he Had the hair black jet, not too long, and beautiful blue eyes . Their face and their body were perfect. He was a student, as me. He needed the course to perfect the language, since he had thought to make fortune in London. From the first day, we understood that something will happen, because we could not leave of watching …little by little, we became in friends, and soon after, we caught the habit of staying after the classes to take a beer. It began me to teach picture tricks and I began to interest it was quite obvious that we liked we, both had the overflowed imagination and the whole summer for before. We liked to play. And playing, playing, we arrive to the sex.
For me was the first time. It had been with many boys, but with none of them i had been able to arrive until the end, mainly because none of them attracted me enough. But with Sergio I ended up really falling in love, because he had like me, the capacity to make that the game was part of the real life. So I decided that Sergio would be the first one and I didn’t make a mistake in my election.
Our sex was based on the game. Even the loss of my virginity. We bet, we played and we completed our bets. We bet of everything. Once I had to spend an entire night faking that I was a prostitute that he had hired. Undoubtedly another time, he had to remain nude, bundle and gagged during 3 hours. We played chess, póker…Never I spoke to him of my fetishism, mainly because with 18 years, i didn’t still understand completely it.
One afternoon I no longer tolerated more. I had to discover if taking a step ahead, it would be able to get excited more. So I outlined him the bet that so much time took scheming:
– What do you think if we bets this time something different?
– what?
– The hair.
– Explain to me.
I dared. I will make it.
– Poker. 5 games. If I win, we go to the hairdresser this same afternoon and you will shave your head.
– And if I win?
– What you want
– If I win, you will let him to shave you completely your sex.
– ok.
I know that it was not very legal for my part, but it could not take a risk this opportunity, era so the first time that I dared to make reality one of my fantasies, I made traps. I had the occasion of making it and I made it… I Won.
– Very well, get dressed that we go…
– Where…?
– To the hairdresser, of course.
– You won’t be speaking seriously…
– Go!
– Did I think that you didn’t speak seriously…. is a joke, truth?
– No. It is not any joke. It is one of our bets, and you have lost it…
Neither that to say has that that afternoon was wonderful. On the road, he tried to convince me that pardons him, and almost it got it, because I looked like each other that i was going too far, but the tremendous excitement that began to go up me, maintained me strong. When we arrive, he explained their habitual barber our game, the boy laughed and it indicated him that he had a seat. I located myself exactly behind him, i could look him through the mirror. While the barber adjusted him a black layer, he begged again:
– Listen, and if you let that he buzz my hair to the 3 or 4…? Is it Already a lot more than what I usually make…
– Mmmmm….
– Woman … I will be horrible… you are so perverse…!
I thought it during one second of which he didn’t stop of looking at myself. I remembered every time in those that it had lost my bets. Sergio had charged them to him all, not even one had not forgiven me. The barber’s voice took me out of my thoughts:
– Then…. What…? Do you forgive Him?
I smiled.
That same night I had three followed orgasms. You already know the answer.
