2. Felt Mountain
"Of course I will." I said.
I got on my knees and he undid his belt buckle. I loved his gentle but determined gaze and his fingers caressing the back of my head to simulate pushing my head deeper even though I was doing that willfully.
His heavy breathing was enough to get me horny even after my orgasm. I was trying to get as much of his cock as my mouth could handle because he would make a small closed-mouth moan when I took all of it inside for a moment.
More than anything else, I wanted his cock inside my pussy and I fantasized about him impregnating me, but what I liked about oral was that I could really show him that I wanted him. His hard cock tasted of his sweat and I liked having my tongue around it while looking at his cute face, his eyes also looking back at me.
"Wait." he suddenly said, and got away for a moment to sit down and then lie on the floor, still stroking his dick. I went down on the floor beside him to keep going. When I did, he got his fingers on the back of my head and stroked my hair. In this position I found I drooled more, but I kept at it without swallowing because he smiled, and it seemed to be because of the look and the sound of me sucking on his cock while it was covered with my saliva.
He made a closed-mouth moan and closed his eyes.
"...coming," he said.
A second after that, while I still had his cock in my mouth and kept it there with my hand, I felt drops on my tongue. His cum was a bit sour, but I enjoyed the act for the idea of swallowing what I made come out of him.
Just as I'd hoped, he smiled at me after hearing me swallow. He kept catching his breath but I wasn't sure what to do, so I sat down beside him and waited for him to say something. He sighed and then spoke.
"Hey," he started "Would you have gone to Russia with them, anyway?"
"Of course not." I said, "I don't even think of them as Russians, let alone myself."
"I did think of them as Russians." he worded it in a way that sounded as if he thought they would never come back. And also, I wasn't included.
"I know you did." I said "They actually once said to me that we were Mexicans, including them. I wonder what happened in those few months before they left."
It wasn't really a question directed at him, but he did try to reply:
"I don't know." he said "They didn't tell us that much, either. It was kinda tense for a little while between us, too."
"Between who? My family and yours?"
He was silent and looked away.
"Adriana wouldn't tell you but," he said "They initially suspected us of capturing you."
"Capturing?" I asked "Are you serious?"
"Yeah, they swore we took you to marry someone here, or what have you." he smiled while he said it. I'm sure it must have become a bit more comical with time, but I didn't know whether he was hiding something more painful.
It was difficult to imagine my own parents entertaining the idea of that, but I guess you were never done knowing someone. And also, people did irrational things when desperate. I should have left some sort of note. But even that was an act too embarrassing for me to face as a cowardly teen.
"I'm sorry" I just said because I could think of nothing better to say.
"Well, they eventually figured out you weren't with us. And gave us some stuff to apologize."
"Maybe I should tell Adriana something-"
"No, don't even mention it." he said "I'm not supposed to have told you. She said it would make the gossip resurface."
"Alright, then." truthfully it was the answer I wanted, since I'd rather avoid the awkwardness.
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Night had fallen and we'd gone back to where his family was. I was remembering that despite everything that was nice about it, an aspect that Adriana was right about when it came to rural life was that people were always in your business. I had gotten used to the colder but more comfortable city manners of just not caring that much.
The rest of the night proved us right, too. When Elena finished playing the accordion, I walked towards her and she said:
"Hey, sorry about your parents," she said "Just so you know... Marina said you could stay with us while you get the other house fixed."
I didn't want to tell her then that I wasn't planning to stay for a long time, but I could stay that night at least just to show I was thankful for the offer.
"Yes, thank you," I told her.
As soon as I replied, I heard someone else's voice close to us, and Elena walked away after patting my shoulder.
"Hey," a guy approaching me said "GΓΌera."
I didn't recognize him, so he must've been a kumeyaay from another place. He continued when I turned to face him fully.