Beidh cuimhne agat ar an gcaoi a ndearna mĂ© fabhar do bhuachaill liseli 15 bliana d â aois a bhĂ craiceĂĄilte agus maighdean, ag bualadh, ag tarraing a dick ĂĄlainn agus ansin scaoil mĂ© as sa bhaile Ă©. (ScĂ©al18?mar sin, 14 deireadh fĂłmhair, 2012?chuir mĂ© Ă© freisin). An oĂche sin, agus mĂ© ag napĂĄil le brionglĂłid faoi bhuachaill milis, ghlaoigh mo ghuthĂĄn. Ba Ă© an tĂ© a ghlaoigh. ?Theastaigh uaim buĂochas a ghabhĂĄil leat inniu, agus tĂĄ bronntanas agam duit ar eagla go dtaitneodh sĂ© leat? dĂșirt. ?TĂĄ ĂĄthas orm gur ghlaoigh tĂș, a chara. Go raibh maith agat, nach raibh bronntanas de dhĂth orm? DĂșirt mĂ©. ?Ar aon chaoi, tabhair dom do sheoladh rĂomhphoist, sĂlim go dtaitneoidh sĂ© leat? d â ĂĄitigh sĂ©, ag gĂĄire. ?Bhuel, ceart go leor ansin; dĂșirt mĂ© gurb Ă© mo sheoladh xxx. chroch mĂ© an fĂłn agus d â oscail mĂ© mo r-phost. CĂșpla nĂłimĂ©ad ina dhiaidh sin, thĂĄinig rĂomhphost, d â fhĂ©ach mĂ© air, tĂĄ roinnt pictiĂșr ceangailte. Deireadh fĂłmhair Le mo chliceĂĄil, d â oscail mo shĂșile cosĂșil le scĂ©alaĂ ĂĄdh agus phlĂ©asc mĂ© amach ag gĂĄire. ThĂłg agus sheol an cuileog milis pictiĂșir dĂĄ dick ĂĄlainn! Ar ndĂłigh is breĂĄ liom Ă©. Agus thug an pictiĂșr deireanach orm lĂ©im istigh i ndĂĄirĂre mar thĂłg sĂ© pictiĂșr de do thĂłin cosĂșil le olann chadĂĄis. Ar ghlaoigh sĂ© go luath ?Conas, an maith leat Ă©?? d â iarr sĂ© mischievously. ?An Ă© an bronntanas is fearr a fuair mĂ© riamh i mo shaol? dĂșirt mĂ©, ag gĂĄire. ?Agus an ceann deireanach, thaitin mo thĂłin go mĂłr leat, mar sin ina leith sin? dĂșirt sĂ©, ?ach nach dĂłigh liom go dtabharfaidh mĂ© uaidh Ă©? dĂșirt sĂ© i ton measctha jokingly. ?
NĂĄ bĂodh imnĂ ort, nĂ tharlĂłidh aon rud eadrainn nach dteastaĂonn uait? Nollaig thug mĂ© sĂłlĂĄs dĂł mar gheall air. ?TĂĄ mianach bunoscionn arĂs anois, an leatsa Ă©?? d â iarr sĂ©. ?mar sin an fĂ©idir go bhfaca sĂ© na pictiĂșir seo agus nĂĄr Ă©irigh sĂ©?? dĂșirt mĂ©, rinneamar gĂĄire. ?An scaoilfimid le chĂ©ile Ă©?? dĂșirt. ?Hmmm, gnĂ©as fĂłn, huh, ceart go leor, dĂ©anaimis? DĂșirt mĂ©. ?An bhfuil mĂ© ag cur mo bhrĂstĂ sĂos? ?Mise freisin.? ?Ă, mo dick, tĂĄim ĂĄ thĂłgĂĄil i mo lĂĄmh cosĂșil le cloch, bro. An bhfuair tĂș Ă© freisin? ?sea, mo GĂŒrkancı, bhĂ mianach beagĂĄinĂn freisin, mura mbeifeĂĄ anseo anois ba mhaith liom do liathrĂłidĂ blasta a phĂłgadh agus a bholadh? dĂșirt mĂ© agus mĂ© ag fĂ©achaint ar phictiĂșr na liathrĂłidĂ atĂĄ i gceist ar mo scĂĄileĂĄn. ?Ahhh DearthĂĄir Ămer, cad eile a dhĂ©anfĂĄ?? ?An bpĂłgfainn do dick milis, ansin lick do bhun, barr, ceann? ?Ohhh, tĂĄ sĂ© chomh hĂĄlainn, nĂ fĂ©idir liom Ă© a sheasamh, a dhearthĂĄir? ?Doirt Ă©, a leanbh, Ă© a dhoirteadh isteach i mo bhĂ©al, tharraing mĂ© ceann do dick? ?Aaaahhhh, ooohhh, aahhh dhoirt mĂ© isteach i do bhĂ©al Ă© dearthĂĄir,tĂĄ mĂ© ĂĄ dhoirteadh Ăłh? ?Ohhh mo bhuachaill ĂĄlainn doirt isteach i mo bhĂ©al Ă©, aahh tĂĄ mĂ© ag teacht freisin, oohhh?
Ag deireadh na 1-2 nĂłimĂ©ad deiridh gan fuaim seachas ĂĄr n-anĂĄil dhomhain ?dearthĂĄir, nĂ raibh mĂ© in ann seasamh in aghaidh, thĂĄinig mĂ© ar an bpointe boise, huh? dĂșirt sĂ© agus thosaigh an bheirt againn ag gĂĄire ?tĂĄ mĂ© go hĂĄlainn freisin, an bhfuil mĂ©?. Tar Ă©is comhrĂĄ beag lenĂĄr lĂĄmha, ĂĄr gcinn i cum, dĂșirt sĂ© go bhfĂ©adfadh sĂ© teacht chugam ar feadh trĂ©imhse nĂos faide mar nach mbeadh aon scoil ann amĂĄrach, d â aontaĂomar. An lĂĄ dar gcionn, nuair a chuaigh mĂ© chun Ă© a phiocadh ag an am comhaontaithe gar dĂĄ theach, bhĂ sĂ© ag fanacht cheana fĂ©in. BhĂ culaith spĂłirt agus t-lĂ©ine air. Chuaigh sĂ© isteach sa charr, shuigh sĂ© sĂos agus phĂłg mĂ© ar an leiceann. Ba lĂ©ir go raibh an bheirt againn an-sĂĄsta. Ar an mbealach, labhair muid faoi eachtra ĂĄr trĂĄthnĂłna ar an bhfĂłn, na pictiĂșir a chuir sĂ© chugam. D â fhĂ©ach mĂ© air ag socrĂș a dick ArĂs Nollaig Ă Am go ham, ?tĂĄ do chuid adharcach arĂs, is dĂłigh liom? agus mar sin ag rĂĄ, thĂłg mĂ© an pailme go hĂ©adrom. BhĂ sĂ© scanraithe toisc nach raibh sĂșil aige leis, ansin rinne sĂ© gĂĄire agus ?dearthĂĄir, tĂĄim ag rĂĄ leat, an bhfuil sĂ© adharcach i gcĂłnaĂ? dĂșirt. BhĂ tost ann, agus idir an dĂĄ linn, tĂĄim ag tabhairt aird ar an trĂĄcht. Nollaig D â fhĂ©ach mĂ© ar mo leanbh, rug sĂ© ar mo lĂĄmh agus thĂłg sĂ© idir a chosa Ă©, lig mĂ© dĂł crochadh amach mar a theastaigh uaidh. Nollaig BhĂ mĂ© stunned go tobann nuair a bhĂ mĂ© ag fanacht a bhraitheann do coileach gceist trĂ do pants. Nuair a thĂĄinig mo lĂĄmh i dteagmhĂĄil lena dick lom, clochach, thosaigh sĂ© ag giggling. ?Wow, asshole? mar sin, thosaigh mĂ© ag strĂłiceadh agus ag strĂłiceadh a choileach milis. Ar ĂĄmharaĂ an tsaoil, tĂĄ carr tarchuir uathoibrĂoch agam! Is ar Ă©igean a thĂĄinig muid abhaile, mar a thuigfidh tĂș. ThĂos staighre, chuamar isteach sa seomra suite, chas mĂ© ar cheol, toisc go raibh sĂ© nĂos luaithe, nĂor Ăłl muid ach tae iced agus thosaĂomar ag comhrĂĄ. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, nĂ fĂ©idir liom mo lĂĄmha a bhaint de, Dec. TĂĄ an oiread sin ceangailte agam leis fĂ©in cheana fĂ©in, mo ĂĄilleacht, bĂonn mo lĂĄmh i gcĂłnaĂ ar a ghualainn, ar a chos, ar a bolg Ăł am go ham. Nollaig LabhraĂomar faoi go leor rudaĂ. Thaitin sĂ© go mĂłr liom Ă©isteacht leis. Ag pointe amhĂĄin, chuir mĂ© pĂłg Ă©adrom ar do ghrua, ag rĂĄ, A Chara Nollaig. PhĂłg sĂ© mĂ© ar an leiceann freisin. NĂ raibh mĂ© in ann cabhrĂș liom fĂ©in, shroich mĂ© a leiceann chun pĂłg eile a thabhairt di, ach nuair a shroich sĂ amach ag an am cĂ©anna, thĂĄinig ĂĄr liopaĂ rud beag nĂos gaire dĂĄ chĂ©ile. Mar gheall ar a bheith chomh gar do leiceann bog gan ghruaig agus liopaĂ cumhra chuir mo bhuille croĂ nĂos gasta. BhĂ a aghaidh, freisin, tar Ă©is Ă©irĂ tromchĂșiseach, tar Ă©is Ă©irĂ ciĂșin. An trĂĂș pĂłg, nĂos boige fĂłs, ach tĂĄ na liopaĂ nĂos gaire fĂłs, agus ansin is pĂłg doilĂ©ir an ceathrĂș pĂłg, ach tĂĄ ĂĄr liopaĂ ar bharr a chĂ©ile amhail is go gcomhlĂĄnaĂonn siad a chĂ©ile. Stop muid. Chuamar i dteagmhĂĄil go rĂ©idh lenĂĄr liopaĂ arĂs, sĂșil go sĂșil.
Ag an nĂłimĂ©ad sin, an Ă© sin go lĂ©ir atĂĄ ag an mbuachaill seo ?aerach? cĂ© go raibh eagla orm go bhfreagrĂłdh sĂ© do ghluaiseacht, go mbeadh fearg air liom, shocraigh mĂ© riosca a ghlacadh agus gan mo liopaĂ a tharraingt agus iad a oscailt beagĂĄn. NĂor rith sĂ© ar shiĂșl ach an oiread, ach d â fhĂ©ach sĂ© orm, ag oscailt a shĂșile nĂos leithne fĂłs. BhĂ mĂ na nollag ag anĂĄil anĂĄil a chĂ©ile trĂnĂĄr liopaĂ, agus cĂ© go raibh mĂ© ag sĂșthadh a liopa uachtair go rĂ©idh, bhĂ sĂ ag mothĂș conas a bhĂ sĂ© mo liopa Ăochtarach a tarraing. ?An Ă© sin an chuma atĂĄ ar phĂłgadh?? dĂșirt. ?An bhfuil seicheamh ann? dĂșirt mĂ©, amhail is go raibh mĂ© ag cogarnaigh, agus chuir mĂ© mo theanga idir a liopaĂ Laghdaithe. Nuair a bhuail mĂ© lena theanga milis, thosaigh mĂ© ag dul i dtaithĂ ar an bpĂłg is boige, is milis, is creepiest de mo shaol. Chualathas groan tanaĂ. NĂl a fhios agam ar thĂĄinig an fhuaim uaimse nĂł uaidh. Gan ĂĄibhĂ©il a dhĂ©anamh, leanamar ar aghaidh ag pĂłgadh ar feadh tamaill ar bhealach thar a bheith milis, gan dearmad a dhĂ©anamh gurbh Ă an chĂ©ad phĂłg Ă. Nuair a stop sĂ©, d â iarr sĂ© rud criticiĂșil orm. ?DearthĂĄir, seo mar a phĂłgann cailĂnĂ agus buachaillĂ, ach an fir muid beirt?? BhĂ orm sĂłlĂĄs a thabhairt dĂł ag an bpointe seo. ?Sea, Gurkan?cim, tĂĄ an ceart agat. Ach i ndĂĄirĂre, is fĂ©idir le duine ar bith a bhfuil grĂĄ aige dĂĄ chĂ©ile pĂłg mar seo. TĂĄ tĂș ag foghlaim faoi lĂĄthair, ag baint triail as rudaĂ Ă©agsĂșla.
I mo thuairimse, nĂĄ bĂodh imnĂ ort faoi, dĂ©an an rud a thaitnĂonn leat, nĂĄ dĂ©an an rud nach bhfaigheann tĂș. NĂ gĂĄ duit aon rud a dhĂ©anamh nach dteastaĂonn uait nuair a bhĂonn tĂș liom. Ach is fĂ©idir leat an rud atĂĄ uait a dhĂ©anamh faoi shaoirse freisin, mar nĂ Ă©ireoidh siad seo as seo? DĂșirt mĂ©. Stop sĂ© ar feadh tamaill, smaoinigh, agus ?DearthĂĄir Ămer, an bhfuil mĂ© ag Ă©irĂ aerach anois?? dĂșirt. ?NĂl, nĂl, Gurkan?cim. Ag d â aois, dĂ©anann daoine rudaĂ Ă©agsĂșla a thriail agus mar sin foghlaim faoin saol. Agus nĂ bheifeĂĄ aerach dĂreach toisc go bhfuil tĂș ĂĄ dhĂ©anamh seo anois. Thairis sin, nĂ Ă©irĂonn duine aerach, beirtear duine aerach. MĂĄ chinneann tĂș gur fearr leat buachaillĂ nĂĄ cailĂnĂ, b â fhĂ©idir go gceapfĂĄ go bhfuil tĂș aerach, rud nach drochrud Ă© sin. Ach nĂ raibh tĂș riamh le cailĂnĂ fĂłs. SocraĂonn tĂș cathain a bhĂonn tĂș. Anois nĂ gĂĄ duit a bheith buartha faoi sin ar chor ar bith. Bain sult as tĂș fĂ©in, ullmhaigh do na cailĂnĂ? dĂșirt mĂ©, ag gĂĄire. Thug sĂ© barrĂłg dom agus chas sĂ© ar mo liopaĂ, ?an bhfuil sĂ© chomh deas pĂłg? dĂșirt sĂ©, agus bhuail ĂĄr liopaĂ. Cathain a stopann sĂ© ?Ach nĂ dĂłigh liom fĂłs go bhfuilim rĂ©idh an iomarca a thriail. Tar Ă©is an tsaoil, nĂl mĂ© aerach. Sin an fĂĄth go mb â fhĂ©idir nach mbeidh mĂ© in ann mĂłrĂĄn a thabhairt ar ais duit. Mar shampla, nĂl mĂ© ag iarraidh Ă© a thĂłgĂĄil i mo bhĂ©al, is dĂłigh liom? dĂșirt. ?NĂĄ bĂodh imnĂ ort faoi, a stĂłr. NĂĄ dĂ©an aon rud nach dteastaĂonn uait. An bhfuilim rĂł-shĂĄsta plĂ©isiĂșr a thabhairt duit? DĂșirt mĂ©. ?Agus an bhfuil tĂș aerach, DearthĂĄir Ămer?? Hmmm, fĂ©ach ar an gceist! ?Gurkan beag casta?cim. BhĂ mĂ© le mnĂĄ agus bhĂ mĂ© le fir.
Ach is maith liom buachaillĂ Ăłga cosĂșil leatsa is mĂł. An bhfuilim rĂ©idh le haon rud a dhĂ©anamh chun plĂ©isiĂșr a thabhairt dĂłibh? DĂșirt mĂ©. Aoibh sĂ©, ag smaoineamh,?gach rud, huh? dĂșirt sĂ© go mischievously. BhĂ sĂ© chomh gleoite gur lĂ©im mĂ© air agus thosaigh mĂ© ag tic leis, ag pĂłgadh a bolg agus ag breith ar a dick. Thosaigh muid ag gĂĄire le gĂĄire arĂs. Mhair muid an comhrĂĄ criticiĂșil. BhĂ sĂ© go maith gur thuig sĂ© nĂĄr ghĂĄ dĂł a bheith aerach chun imirt liom. Leis an Ă©ascaĂocht seo, bhain mĂ© a chuid allais lĂĄithreach, ansin a chuid fo-Ă©adaĂ, agus ionanĂĄlĂș boladh maith a dick agus a liathrĂłidĂ trĂ anĂĄlĂș go domhain. Is dĂłcha gur thĂĄinig sĂ© chun nigh suas, leanbh. Smelled sĂ© glan. Gan Ă© a choinneĂĄil ag fanacht, thosaigh mĂ© ag licking a liathrĂłidĂ, as sin thug mĂ© folctha teanga do cheann a dick. D â iompaigh a gcuid gĂĄire ina groans. Thosaigh mĂ© ag sucking coileach buachaill ĂłgĂĄnach 15 bliana d â aois le airde 13 orlach agus tiĂșs de thart ar 4 cm le plĂ©isiĂșr. BhĂ taithĂ aige an uair seo, ar ndĂłigh. ?Oohhh? nuair a bhĂonn sĂ© ag caoineadh, cuireann sĂ© an dĂĄ lĂĄmh ar mo cheann agus cuireann sĂ© brĂș orthu go rĂ©idh, ag caoineadh Mo DhĂchĂĄiliĂș Ăł am go ham,?dearthĂĄir, a dhearthĂĄir, an bhfuil tĂș ag dĂ©anamh go hiontach? dĂșirt sĂ©. Nuair a thosaigh a dick, a bhĂ cosĂșil le cloch, ag Ă©irĂ thar a bheith nĂos deacra i mbeagĂĄn ama, stad mĂ© agus thosaigh mĂ© ag licking a liathrĂłidĂ arĂs. Lean mĂ© ar aghaidh ag ardĂș a chosa, ag licking agus ag sucking idir a chosa. Nollaig NĂ raibh a fhios ag an gcupĂĄn cad ba cheart a dhĂ©anamh, ag gearĂĄn, ag tic, ag croitheadh a chinn Ăł thaobh go taobh. Agus a chosa san aer, chuir mĂ© mo theanga faoina liathrĂłidĂ, ar an lĂne idir a pholl ĂĄlainn agus a liathrĂłidĂ. Nollaig Tugtar an perinium air anseo. D âoscail a shĂșile cosĂșil le scĂ©alaĂ ĂĄdh agus dâ fhĂ©ach sĂ© isteach i mo shĂșile. Mar sin lean mĂ© orm ag magadh agus ag tarraing ar an rĂ©imse sin, ag mionghĂĄire amhail is dĂĄ ndĂ©arfainn nach bhfuil anseo ach rud ar bith. ?DearthĂĄir, ar cheart duit a bheith nochtaithe freisin? dĂșirt sĂ© lĂĄithreach. D âardaigh mĂ© mo cheann Go RĂ©asĂșnta idir a chosa agus dâ fhĂ©ach mĂ© air. ?TĂĄ mĂ© fiosrach, an bhfuil mĂ© ag iarraidh mise a fheiceĂĄil? dĂșirt.
Chun an t-atmaisfĂ©ar a mhĂșscailt, chuaigh mĂ© trasna agus rinne mĂ© striptease go dtĂ go raibh mĂ© fĂĄgtha le don. BhĂ mĂ© ag damhsa leis an gceol a bhĂ fĂłs ag seinm. Ar ndĂłigh, thaitin sĂ© leis. BhĂ sĂ© ag giggling Go RĂ©asĂșnta, agus bhĂ a choileach dĂomhaoin ag lĂ©im go neamhdheonach gach anois agus arĂs. Nuair a d â fhan MĂ© Le Don, thĂĄinig mĂ© chuige. Thug mĂ© air luĂ ar an tolg agus ?is fĂ©idir leat Ă© seo a ĂoslĂłdĂĄil freisin mĂĄs mian leat, an bhfuil tĂș fiosrach? DĂșirt mĂ©, mionghĂĄire. NĂor Ă©irigh le mo choileach an oiread sin ina shaol, cosĂșil le, dĂreach amach romhainn, ag taispeĂĄint a aghaidh, ag dĂ©anamh puball adharcach i mo shorts dornĂĄlaĂ cĂortha. Rinne sĂ gĂĄire cĂșthail, rug sĂ ar rubar mo chuid fo-Ă©adaĂ agus thosaigh sĂ ĂĄ ĂsliĂș go bog. Ar ndĂłigh, b â Ă©igean dĂł a chuid fo-Ă©adaĂ a oscailt go maith sa lĂĄr chun fĂĄil rĂ©idh le mo dick. Agus Ă© seo ĂĄ dhĂ©anamh aige, bhain sĂ© mo dick go neamhbheartaithe le cĂșl a lĂĄimhe agus?Ouch!? dĂșirt sĂ© go raibh sĂ© as a mheabhair, ach tĂĄ a bhĂ©al fĂłs ag gĂĄire ina chluasa. Nuair a fuair mo dick rĂ©idh agus d âĂ©irigh sĂ© folamh, dâ fhĂĄs sĂ© suas agus cruaite leis an mothĂș adharcach a mhothaigh mĂ© Ăł chuma mo dick cosĂșil le cloch le lĂĄmha buachaill agus thaispeĂĄin sĂ© aghaidh iomlĂĄn mo choileĂĄinĂn. ?How big is it? dĂșirt. DĂ©anta na fĂrinne, is Ă© seo an chĂ©ad uair a chonaic sĂ© coileach fĂĄsta beo, rinne sĂ© ĂĄibhĂ©il, ar ndĂłigh. Ar chĂșis Ă©igin, i scĂ©alta, tĂĄ dick gach duine 19-20 cm. Ach tĂĄ mianach maith go leor 15 cm. ?NĂl, nĂl sĂ© rĂł-mhĂłr, tĂĄ sĂ© meĂĄnach. TĂĄ do chuid fĂ©in ag fĂĄs freisin. NĂĄ bĂodh iontas ort mĂĄ Ă©irĂonn leis seo go luath. I NdĂĄirĂre, An Tuirc?dĂĄ mbeadh dicks cosĂșil leatsa ag a lĂĄn fear, an bpĂłgfaidĂs agus an gcuirfidĂs ar a gcinn iad? DĂșirt mĂ©, rinneamar gĂĄire faoin gciall dhĂșbailte sna focail seo. ?An bhfuil do dick breĂĄ freisin? DĂșirt mĂ©. Le barr an mhĂ©ar innĂ©acs seo, thug sĂ© sluasaid do mo dick, amhail is go raibh sĂ© ag piocadh ainmhĂ codlata.