Pablo spent three years in Barcelona, at the same time that his father was posted to the Brazilian consulate in the city. However, however a few months before he came of age, a bombshell of news came to revolutionize the lives of his family, his father was going to be named ambassador to Japan. It was a huge leap in the father's diplomatic career, something he could not waste.
"We could all go, it would be a new adventure..."
"We have to think about it, Jose, we are talking about going to the other side of the world..."
His mother Lisa did not want the boy to lose his friends again, and above all his studies, the multiple changes in school and study systems had already made Pablo, despite being a very good student, lose a year.
Likewise, the previously antisocial and shy Pablo had made a lot of progress in those years of stability in Barcelona. Draken's influence was noticeable, the boy was weaving a small network of friends at school, and he had a small social life that had accelerated in the last year. It was when one of the girls kissed him for the first time, it was something casual, a silly thing, but it gave Draken much more influence over the boy's mind.
All those years of gym training, had sculpted Draken's body, which already had good genetics, the best that Draken could guarantee him. The small and timid flirtations with girls increased, and the night in Barcelona was a paradise for a handsome and young boy.
However, the parents had a problem, they did not want to leave a boy of barely eighteen alone in Spain. Pablo's mother decided to call an old friend.
"Yes..."
"Elsa?"
"You are, Lis! How long have I thought you had forgotten me..."
"I have a big favor to ask you..."
"If it were up to you, I'd do anything..."
The two women talked on the phone for over an hour. In the end, they had found a solution so that Draken wouldn't be left alone in Spain. They would send him to Cádiz with Aunt Elsa, another former model. She was younger than her mother and had extended her career as long as she could, but she didn't have children, that's what she had decided. However, she would do anything for Lisa, even if it meant taking in a young boy.
It could have been more than seven years since he had seen the boy, but he remembered that he was a good boy, so he had no problem accepting to take care of him, at least until Pablo could manage on his own.
Pablo's close friends decided to give him his first farewell party. The news had fallen like a bomb on the small gang, but they were not going to waste a single night of the months that remained until the boy left for the south of Spain.
That farewell party for Pablo from his friends in Barcelona was what caused the situation. His friends threw him a big party at Laia's house, one of his best friends. They drank a lot, and despite the great resistance that Draken had tried to get the boy to have, they ended up getting him drunk.
When they put Pablo to bed completely drunk, his friends said goodbye, and they would let him sleep. It had been a great party, one of many to come.
Laia had known Pablo since he enrolled in the exclusive private institute near Bonanova. She liked him from the first day, but it had been very difficult to get close to him at first, given the boy's withdrawn character. Later, when he began to change and mature, the boy seemed like he would never notice her. He was handsome and strong, and she was just a normal girl.
It's not that Laia wasn't a pretty girl, with beautiful brown eyes, and with the freshness that matched her seventeen years, it was that Pablo treated her like a friend, and he was a boy with principles.
The girl had also drunk quite a bit, although she was conscious. When everyone left, she went into the room, where Pablo was already sleeping soundly. They had taken off his shirt between all the boys and also his pants, thinking that he wouldn't get up to vomit in the middle of the night and stain his only change of clothes. They covered him with a sheet so that he wouldn't catch a cold, but with his drunkenness, Pablo now had his torso uncovered.
Laia was looking at Pablo's muscular body while biting her lip. She felt desire, one that made her want to lose her virginity with that boy. She had been waiting for many years for an opportunity like this, to be alone with him, but unfortunately, Pablo was unconscious.
The girl began to fantasize, and in this way, her curiosity led her to think of the myth that boys always said about Pablo, according to rumors, he had a large virile member, something especially striking.
Despite their friendship, Laia had never been able to verify it, but now Pablo was unconscious, he was asleep, she could look and check it and nothing would happen, right? It was just curiosity, or so Laia told herself.
She began to pull the sheet little by little. The boy's body was like that of a Greek god, tall, over six feet three inches, dark and blue-eyed, with a chiseled face, and firm muscles that marked each of his abs. The sheet was slowly sliding down. Laia was enjoying the sight, the excitement and the risk, but she wasn't doing anything wrong, for the moment, she was just watching.
The folds that announced the end of Pablo's stomach began to be seen, he was manly, he was incredibly masculine, and he was very attractive.
The boy was wearing a tight gray boxer-style brief. Laia slowly discovered her friend's body, millimeter by millimeter, she reached what was clearly the base of Pablo's penis. It was wide, which fit with his legend. She began to lower the sheet a little more. The boy was leaning to the left, but no matter how much she lowered the sheet, it seemed like that penis would never end.
When the sheet was lowered almost to her knees, Laia could see that Pablo's penis would measure about nineteen centimeters when at rest... What would it be like if he was aroused? How long would it be?
The girl took off her shirt and was left in her bra. It could get very hot in Barcelona with the humidity in June. That was the excuse she gave herself, but she was getting more and more aroused. She lay down next to Pablo and began to run a finger gently over his chest, barely touching it, she didn't want to wake him up.
There was nothing wrong with sleeping next to each other, and it was also okay if she stayed in her underwear... Laia just made excuses while the fantasy slowly became reality, and before she knew it, her finger that had been rubbing her friend's pectorals began to descend. At the same time, her other hand slowly sought her own lower abdomen, and she shuddered with the first touch on the boy's penis, which coincided with a caress on her private parts.
Laia's touches were soft, they did not wake Pablo, but it was undeniable that the caresses were having an effect on the boy's virile member, which began to get hard, and with each greater degree of excitement, it naturally rose up the underwear, forcing the elastic fabric to hold it in place.
When relaxed, it was already a strikingly large penis, but when erect, it was spectacular. Laia's desire at that moment was to see it for real, to remove that damn piece of fabric that separated it from being able to touch it directly.
She gathered her courage as the caresses on herself increased. She grabbed the underwear and freed that penis that now looked like a tower pointing to the sky. It's not that Laia hadn't seen porn, or didn't know that penises of that size could exist, but all the rumors were too small for the show she was watching live.
A finger caressed the skin of Pablo's cock from the base to the glans, and the boy stirred a little in the bed. Laia had to be careful if she didn't want to be discovered, maybe if she used saliva, her fingers would slide better. But deep down, despite the excuses, Laia couldn't stop anymore, she didn't want to stop.
She brought her mouth closer to be able to drop a little saliva, and then she smelled the perfume of that member. It wasn't the first one she had neared her mouth, she had given a couple of blowjobs to an ex-boyfriend, but this was indescribably richer and more appetizing.
Unconsciously, her lips rested on Pablo's head, her tongue soaked in saliva ran over it, it really was huge, so big that she doubted it would fit in her mouth. Wouldn't her jaw dislocate if she sucked it? But she wanted to try, she had to try.
She managed to get the head inside and practiced a gentle suction, playing little by little with the touch of her tongue and the saliva on her lips. Pablo stirred a little, and Laia stopped immediately. Was she crazy? What if he found out? At that moment, she thought better of it, she had known the boy for three years, and in a few days she would leave without knowing for how long to another city. Maybe if she didn't take that opportunity at that moment, she would never have it again.
Laia knew it was wrong; she knew that, deep down, it was like she was raping Pablo. At that moment, on all fours on his knees with her mouth just a few centimeters from that penis, she felt a caress from a firm and large hand on her ass, it was a firm hand that caressed her underwear.
The girl was surprised and moved from her position. Pablo looked at her with his eyes open, but there was no rejection in them, Draken was taking control of that drunken conscience.
"We've come this far Laia, please continue, I liked it..."
The girl was red and embarrassed; she wanted to hide; she wanted to die, and she covered her face with her hands, however Pablo hugged her and removed his hands from the girl's face, he gave her a sensual and warm kiss, in that way while the final seal was broken Pablo's consciousness was lost and Draken took control little by little.
But to be the last night of Pablo's personality and soul, Draken let him enjoy the loss of his virginity, Draken had already lived it hundreds of years ago, it did not matter to wait until the climax came, a last glimpse of Pablo's mind was that he lost his virginity with a good friend.