Chapter Seventeen: The Boy From Brazil

At my 13th birthday party, my parents surprised us by announcing that our family would be hosting a foreign exchange student from Brazil and he would be spending 6 months with us, and that after the party we would be heading to the Portland International Airport to pick him up.

So after the party we drove over to the airport and got to the terminal where he would be walking out from, and waited. I was still confused about whether I was straight, gay or bisexual at this time but my curiosities returned after getting back my sex drive so to speak after my attack, and was curious as what this boy would look like, and was floored when I saw him as he walked down. Daniel was his name, and he was perfect.

He was a 16 year old Brazilian and had beautifully tanned skin. His face was sculpted with strong cheek bones and a straight jaw line. He had deep brown eyes that just made you feel safe. Best of all he had an amazing body. He was a soccer player and he had ripped abs and his biceps were huge. He just made you want to drop to your knees. And when he lifted his arms to lift his luggage out of the luggage pick up area I could see that he had developed a bit faster as he had a full treasure trail and just made me want to lick him up.

I'll give a quick description of myself. I am 5' 7" tall, and I am tanned as well. I weighed about 150 lbs. I was a basketball player in junior high school, and I had some hair on my chest and face at this time. I have naturally curly hair and my eyes are a bright green and besides my smile are my best feature. Anyway, back to Daniel.

He was to going to be sleeping in my room. But before heading home, we needed to get him some school supplies since he would be going to school with me. So we drove to a Target store by us and went in to do some shopping. My parents, my sisters and I took Daniel in the store. After walking about in the store I found a shirt I loved and Daniel also found a shirt he loved. Suddenly Daniel started acting strange and I went up to him and asked, "Are you alright?"

He said "Of course not, I have to pee now my tank is full and bursting" He said laughing. I said, "oh ok, don't worry, let's just go to the bathroom". And we rushed to the toilet. It was empty. Daniel ran up to the urinal and I checked my looks in the mirror but I was afraid I would get a flashback, so to prevent that, I started focusing on him peeing and could see his urine steam between his legs in the mirror. When he finished, I could see him zip his pants back up, and I turned back my focus on the mirror to myself. After leaving the bathroom, we got his supplies for school and left the store and went home.

When we got home, I took him to my room which would soon be our room for 6 months. My mom and dad had bought a bed for him and pulled it in and set it up and moved my bed over to make room for it. And I started looking at the beds and started thinking. I hope this will work out with us.

It was about 5:30 on a Thursday, during a hot, humid Oregon late spring day. Since he was tired from his long trip from Brazil, he said he wanted to go straight to sleep. He had no hesitation to take off his shirt and slowly crawled into his bed. I made glances at his magnificent chest as he started to sleep and I got a chance to touch his chest as he crawled into bed, I walked over and asked him if I could touch it and he said, "Sure", and I did. It was so warm and strong. I almost came in my pants. "Goodnight", as I tried to suppress the excitement in my voice, and realized I am feeling much better after my attack, and knew this next six months were going to be very fun and they were.