terjemahan storynya remy : How to get a straight guy....

stupid_boyz

wah udah lumayan lama kagak buka ni forum, pas liat thread ini jadi penasaran...... pertamanya mikir niatan banget ya di translate..

tapi lama kelamaan bacanya enak juga, Thanx buat Kangataz, translationnya enak banget buat dibaca.....

kangataz

sorry ni, weekend jadi sibuk....

SEMARANG MIDDLE OF MARCH.

The financial reports that I needed to inspect at the branch office had me distracted from thinking about Iqbal. I only turned on 1 of my cellphones, The Official Number that everyone at the office knew not Iqbal. While the number I gave to Iqbal I left turned off on purpose.

At times I was tempted to turn that one phone on. But immediately I'd stow it away.

As the days went by, my work responsibilities weren't able to keep me busy to forget about Iqbal. Even on the 4th day I was in Semarang and attended RAKER(a type of work meeting) 2008, I wasn't able to concentrate to follow the flow of the meeting.

On Friday morning in Semarang I said my goodbyes to the board of directors before I came back to Jakarta.

Saturday night I decided to turn on my cellphone.

4 text message notification came in. This number XXXXXXX attempted to call you at XX:XX please return the calls.

Three of which were Iqbal's.

I realized when the notification was received, then Iqbal will be informed that my cellphone is active again.

1 hour passed another text came in. From Iqbal: "I miss you."

I responded "Me too."

Iqbal replied again "I'm gonna stop by k?"

I know that last text didn't need an answer.

30 Minutes later Iqbal's motorcycle showed up.

I opened the door. Iqbal's already made himself comfortable on my porch lighting up a cigarette, instead of my usual response when I see him smoke, this time I didn't intervene, I then joined to sit next to him.

"You went out of town?" he asked softly.

I nodded

"No wonder you're burnt..."

I gave a little laugh saying "I forgot to bring my sunscreen."

We laughed together. Then we both went silent.

"Can I come in?" he begged quietly.

"Do I have to answer?" I muttered getting out of my seat.

Iqbal followed attempting to come inside, but I stopped him.

"What now?" he asked perplexed.

"Get rid of that cigarette..."

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WEDNESDAY APRIL 2ND
Location : Middle Platform KRL Station, End pillar.

The loud announcement for the Train arrival overpowered my music from my earphones.

Folding up my cheapy newspaper that soon to be my seat cover for the floor inside the train car, I looked to my right... where Iqbal would come to my direction smiling ... together boarding car number 6.

Amongst the crowd there was only him I see. And...I couldn't ask for anything better....

Sorry guys.... no sex at ALL!
THANX FOR READING

kangataz

Seriously guys! Fine...here...I give you the missing lines.. from what I remember in detail.

There's a saying Second Time is a charm, yeah that was what happened to me that day. The first time was not all that good!

After Iqbal tossed his cigarette, we both went inside. A fraction of a second after the door closed Iqbal immediately held and kissed me. Want more? not really. His mouth still reeked of tobacco.

"How many sticks did you smoke today?" I asked freeing my lips.

"I didn't count..cuz I was thinking about you." he replied still trying to kiss me.

"Aw man...brush your teeth first..." I dodged now twisting away from his hold.

"Why you..." puffed Iqbal frustrated.

"Where's the bathroom?" reluctantly he obliged.

"Over there, if you want to use my toothbrush it's fine, if you want a new one it's in the drawer."

Iqbal with a sour face went in the direction I pointed.

"If you don't mind...just take off your clothes while you're in there..." I added smirking.

Iqbal turned and smiled back.

I dunno if it was his mouth smelling like cigarettes, or if it was an excuse that I made up, cuz I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. But finally I went in the bedroom while still hearing the strokes of Iqbal's brushing his teeth.

I remember then my heart was pounding uncontrollably, my ears were ringing from my nervousness. I sat on the edge of the bed. When there was no more sound coming from the bathroom, I looked down. I saw Iqbal's feet approaching me. He's taken off his jacket and jeans until he was down to his boxer shorts brown plaid and undershirt tee style. Iqbal proceeded to sit next to me. I still couldn't stare into his eyes yet.

"So..." Iqbal stated to speak.

"So... what?" I asked.

"So I'm your type now am I?" he teased.

I didn't answer, smiling I went to kiss him on the lips....Uh...I remember it felt fresh..

scent of minty toothpaste. Possibly used to being the top for his wife, Iqbal laid me down on the bed continuing to kiss me. Then his hand pulled my shirt until it came off, I also then pulled his undershirt and tossed it.. Hmm.. just like I imagined it would be.. his body was like Iqbal Pakula a few years back when he modeled for that print-ad L-men. Iqbal kept making out with me, only it seemed he was used to kissing only women, he didn't realize it was fine for a guy to be a little rough!

I felt something getting bigger in his crotch that was pressing against my thigh.

I then pushed Iqbal to lay on his back so now his head was propped up against a pillow. Now I was on top of him, returning his deep kisses..here was what I had been waiting for all along.

I saw Iqbal close his eyes. So rude! I thought. But perhaps at that moment he felt a little awkward or uneasy getting kisses from a guy. That was fine. My mouth traveled continually further south. My feeling was saying Iqbal was holding himself back from releasing "pleasure sounds" maybe he was ashamed. When I got down there, I dropped his boxers. I looked at Iqbal biting his own lip. But he let me carry on.

And then... I finally saw Iqbal's cock. It was not disappointing at all, since the beginning I didn't expect to get "the whole package" from Iqbal. 4 from 10 oral techniques that I read in a Cosmopolitan magazine, seemed to cause Iqbal to lose control a little. His body went up and down, his breathing went harder, but still he closed his eyes (eye contact please..!)

Finally he came...I heard him release a long moan. My bed sheets were a mess.. (I spit, I don't swallow) too bad I had to finish my BJ service, even though I didn't want it to end that quickly..

Honestly, I also wanted to have anal intercourse with him that night, but I was worried, that after it came out, it wouldn't be as great the second time around. I then flopped down next to him. I saw Iqbal also looking a little disappointed.

"Sorry..it's usually not that fast," he said.

"That means I'm good then.." I replied to cheer him up.

Iqbal turned my way, then kissed me on the lips again and slipped his tongue.

"Wanna switch..?" he asked.

without waiting for an answer now he was already on top of me giving kisses from the neck down further. When he dropped my shorts, I saw he was contemplating to begin. I knew if I had said it was okay if he didn't want to, then it would've killed his mood. So I waited until he was ready. At that moment he tried to mimic what I did to him. It was not that good!
His pace was awful and he used too much teeth. But I put my mind at the fact that I was finally able to have sex with Iqbal, well.. it made the sex ten thousand times better.

Iqbal smiled content when he made me come. He then laid himself down next to me.

"Are we official?" he asked staring at the ceiling.

"So teeny bopper." I complained.

"Are we?" Iqbal asked growing impatient.

"Yeah...yeah" I answered with a bright smile. Damn such a non-romantic way to say it!

That night I let Iqbal go home, he had no good excuse to convince people at home if he didn't come home.

I didn't care if Iqbal was living two lives now. This was what I wanted, and this was also what he wanted.


(second time isn't finished...lots of work to do...)

disciples

Ceritanya Kangataz buat aq penasaran teruz! what a great story to learn!

6666

Ini ceritanya Remy kali, kangataz cuman translate aja.

Ayo ayo, update dunk~ ga remy, ga kangataz, dua-duanya enak dibaca!! Luv u both.

Normat

wew, udah nggak lanjut translatenya ya (?)