You Look Like a Masterpiece

"I always trusted her. She would always tell me that she loves me for who I am, and I believed her. I didn't even care about what she would say behind my back. She said to me that it didn't matter how I looked or how I treated her. I look back, and all I see is deception. When I saw her in the bookstore, she told the truth. She didn't like the way I looked. She could have told the truth the first time I met her, but instead, she had to keep it a secret."

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. This would be the wrong time to shed a few tears.

Rodrigo brushed away a few strands of hair away from Nick's face with slow and simple fingers. "Why would she betray someone like you?"

"She just wanted someone who didn't act like a wuss. She was right. Look at me. I don't even act like a real man. Why do I even bother?"

"Don't give up so easily. You're not worthless after all."

"How would you know that?"

Rodrigo slowly grabbed him by the shoulders and drew him a little closer. His charismatic demeanor became a comforting sight for the young man, who let Rodrigo touch him without a struggle.

"Do the girls at your school love to date strong men?"

"Most of them do. Are you saying that I don't stand a chance?"

"I'm saying that you should forget what they want. Let them go for what they desire. You can't change their ways."

"So I should let them ignore me?"

Rodrigo moved his hands up to Nick's neck. "That would be the best thing to do...because now you get to find the right man for you."

Nick didn't try to escape. "What kind of man would I be seeking?"

"Those who will admire everything about you."

Rodrigo laid his hands on Nick's cheeks with a soft nonthreatening grip. His eyes no longer showed off their enigma as a more magnetic depiction grew more visible to Nick's own perspective. And he wanted more of it.

Rodrigo whispered, "I can see it in you. You're a good young man, and you would never dare to hurt anyone."

Nick gave a light chuckle. "That's pretty much me."

"If your ex-girlfriend can't see that in you, then I can do it for her."

Nick didn't want to say anything about the warm strong hands caressing his shoulder-length hair. It was what he truly wanted at the moment.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It depends on how you want to see it."

Nick couldn't stop staring at Rodrigo. After the heartbreak he had to endure a short time ago, a man with a South American heritage somehow managed to tear him away from his distress and made it a temporary feeling.

"Please hold me."

Nick's searched for consolation in the most unexpected place. He rested his head against Rodrigo's shoulders and waited for the embrace he yearned for. Rodrigo held him in his arms, which felt so warm and secure. Nick smiled when the silence that followed their embrace helped confirm his newfound attraction to another man. He didn't want to end it right away. He stayed silent in Rodrigo's arms.

The entrepreneur whispered, "I'm always here to lift your spirits up. What will it be? Will you choose her or will you choose me?"

Nick didn't rely on his vocabulary to give his definitive answer. He looked up at Rodrigo, who appeared almost majestic when standing so close to him. And because of the instant gratification he received from the man who he only knew for one day, Nick gave him a kiss. Not just an ordinary kiss, but one that lasted long. He wrapped his arms around Rodrigo's neck and kept himself close to his new companion. When the kiss ended, his lips never left Rodrigo's own. He didn't want to move away from the lips that showed him how to overlook his most recent misfortune. He kissed Rodrigo again, and he didn't feel strange for wanting affection from another man.

"You know what's funny? I don't feel frightened for doing this."

Rodrigo's little smile made it a perfect moment between the two. "You're making the right choice. That's why you shouldn't be ashamed for leaving her."

Rodrigo kissed him on the forehead. Nick whispered, "Don't worry. I'm not ashamed."

Nick didn't want to leave for home. He wanted to stay and learn a little more of how Rodrigo had received a good life here in San Clemente.

"I'd like to see what goes on inside your home."

Rodrigo loosened his embrace. "You won't regret your visit."

* * *

It didn't take long for the Argentinian man to give the high school senior a brief tour of his luxurious two-story house. Right when they entered the kitchen, Nick took off his black jacket, revealing a black sleeveless shirt underneath.

Rodrigo eyed him from top to bottom once more. "That's even better."

Nick couldn't help but giggle like an excited tourist awaiting a stunning adventure. He brushed away several strands of hair from his face and stated, "Would you like me to take my shirt off, too?"

Rodrigo chuckled. "Let's not rush into things. You still have a few things to explore. Follow me."

He showed Nick every spacious room in the house, including the ones upstairs. As they walked up to the second floor, the two of them stepped inside the master bedroom. It consisted of a king-sized bed, a chest of drawers with light brown wood, a flat screen TV, and some delicate carpeting from below. An open bathroom stood on one side of the room, complete with twin sinks and an unstained mirror on the wall.

Nick remarked, "You're living like a king, and I'm already jealous of what you've become."

"I'm sure your life will be just like me in the future."

"I'm already inspired with what I've just seen. I really think I'm going to be a great filmmaker when I'm older."

Someone's phone started to vibrate. Rodrigo pulled his smartphone from out of his pocket and accepted the call.

He whispered to Nick, "This'll only take a few minutes. Try not to steal anything."

"I'll keep my hands in my pockets if I have to."

Rodrigo left the master bedroom for his phone call. Nick examined the room once again to gain more encouragement for his future career. Then, he noticed how clean and silky the bed had turned out to be. He stroked the blanket with his playful fingers. The bed seemed to have hypnotized him in some strange way. It demanded that he give it a try without any authorization from Rodrigo whatsoever. Despite aiming for a more ethical outcome, Nick did away with his fight against temptation and jumped right on the bed. He rested comfortably on the thick blanket as he slid his arms and legs across the silky surface.

Nick let out a long sigh. He could finally understand why the eighteen-year-old girls at his school couldn't keep their mouth shut about the charming South American businessman living on the beach. It was because they wanted their boyfriends to be just like him. As unrealistic as it may have sounded, Nick would have felt the same way if he knew Rodrigo just a little more. He never cared for Beverly's wealth, nor did he care much for her ambitious approach toward social science. He only cared for how she treated him as a human being, and for how she supposedly used the right words to make him feel welcome in the real world. And since he now longer felt the connection between him and Beverly, he wondered if the connection between him and Rodrigo would break the same way.

He thought nothing of it as he would never dare to lose someone like Rodrigo. The man had everything thanks to the aspirations from his youth. Furthermore, everything about him and his home appeared rightfully exotic, an unfamiliar sensation that Nick desired even more. He stayed in bed and let the healthy aroma that settled in the bedroom enhance his hunger for Rodrigo's next embrace. In fact, he started to envision the man holding him as the two of them lay on his bed. It would be the perfect way to end the evening.

"Well, at least you're not stealing anything."

Nick immediately sat up straight to spot Rodrigo standing at the open entryway. "Sorry, but I couldn't resist."

Rodrigo stepped inside. "It's nice, isn't it?"

Nick lay back on the bed. "I'll be honest. It makes me want to stay here for the night."

Rodrigo stood right beside the bed and looked down at the serene eighteen-year-old man who enjoyed the tour. "You don't have to imagine it. You can stay here for as long as you want."

"Do you really mean it?"

"It'll give us a chance to become more acquainted with each other."

"I already know who you are. You're one badass businessman who gets all the chicks...uh, I mean, gets all the guys."

"That means I will get to know who you are. Tell me more about yourself. What are your hobbies? What music do you listen to?"

Nick jumped up and stood on his knees, prompting a more playful manner. "Well, first of all, I like reading books by Charles Dickens. My favorite rock band is Linkin Park. And I like my hair when it's real smooth, like how it is right now."

He caressed his hair with his hand as if showing it off to his close friends.

Rodrigo smiled. "Tell me, do you like it when you meet new people?"

Nick replied, "I'm one of those people who are eager to meet anyone of all races."

Rodrigo slowly unbuttoned his shirt cuffs. "I can only assume that you're comfortable with how it all begins."

"As long as I can handle it."

Rodrigo chuckled. "I like you without the jacket."

Nick's black sleeveless shirt must have given a good impression. "Would you like me without the shirt?"

"Leave it on. It looks so perfect for you."

Nick couldn't help but laugh. "Compliments like that are rare to me. Not even Beverly would tell me something like that. I guess it's because she doesn't see me as a beautiful thing."

"If she doesn't, then she's wrong. You look like a masterpiece."

That certainly made Nick gain more positivity to his character. "And I have the evidence to prove it."

His playful demeanor suddenly changed into something more seductive. Licking his lips, he slid his hands further down his body to exhibit his slim physique as a legitimate appearance. He never acted this way in front of Beverly, but he would do anything to impress Rodrigo in terms of his looks and behavior.

"Am I really a masterpiece?"

Rodrigo pulled him closer. "You better believe it."

The Argentinian man leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Nick could feel the older man's warm breath almost engulfing his willpower and transforming it into a counterfeit entity. Rodrigo moved on to the shoulder, where he awakened an intense sensation within Nick's body without hesitation. The long kisses would be enough for Nick to let his primal instincts take effect in his heart and soul. Adjusting his personal preferences would be permanent.

"Oh, that feels good."

He shivered as Rodrigo grabbed him by the arms and kissed his neck. It didn't take long for him to find one of Nick's weak spots.

The younger man almost gasped. "Oh, why does it feel so right?"

Rodrigo whispered in his ear, "Because I make the right moves."

Nick knew what to do next. He backed away to take off his shirt. He dropped it on the carpet and revealed his slim hairless exterior. He whispered, "You can take me and make me yours for as long as you want."

Rodrigo unbuttoned his own shirt and took it off. The frontal image exceeded Nick's expectations. Catching sight of Rodrigo's burly chest and abs turned out to be one of the better experiences of the entire weekend.

"Oh, I would do anything for a man like you."

He drew a little closer to touch the rugged surface with his mischievous fingers. He caressed it, fiddled with it, and pressed against it just to see how strong Rodrigo had become. It didn't disappoint him at all. Knowing that he stood right in front of it, Nick leaned over and gave it a kiss.

"I can look at it all night without stopping."

Rodrigo whispered, "The opportunities are limitless."

He joined him in bed and lay beside him. It started with a kiss on Nick's right hand. Nick could only see himself as a humble servant to one of Orange County's most prominent entrepreneurs. Rodrigo now lay on top of him. After giving him a kiss on the lips, the Argentinian man let his lips advance further down Nick's body. The fresh bright skin must have had a permanent effect on his current conduct, given that he had grown calm and unwearied ever since the two of them first met. One look at Nick's nipples and Rodrigo took the plunge. He kissed Nick's nipple before spinning the tip of his tongue all around it.

Nick took deeper breaths. "Oh...it feels so different...so amazing."

Rodrigo sucked on the nipple with his zealous lips. Nick closed his eyes for a moment. It felt as if absolute paradise was just around the corner, and all he had to do was let Rodrigo take him there.

"Shit...that's how I like it."

Rodrigo whispered, "It begins with my hands."

He slowly unzipped Nick's blue jeans. He reached in with his hand and found what he was looking for.

"It's already hard."

Stroking it with his fingers had made it even stiffer. Nick almost whimpered like a nervous wreck. The touch was sublime as it strengthened his hunger for warm rugged flesh.

He whispered, "I'd like to see if yours is hard as well."

Rodrigo pulled his hand away. "You'll have to see it for yourself."

With anticipation, Nick unzipped Rodrigo's black pants and searched for it underneath. What he had found would be much larger than what he had expected. Rodrigo's pride would have much to do with what he concealed between his legs, and Nick welcomed the unusual feeling that originated from its manifestation of solid skin and muscle. The young man grabbed it with both of his hands. Mesmerized by its size, Nick leaned forward and gave it a kiss. This had been the first time he had come in contact with someone else's cock, and it didn't feel so strange at all.

He continued to kiss it with his thirsty lips. "I can see why women like it long and hard."

Rodrigo replied, "Now it's time for you to feel the same way."

He brought him up and gave him his fiercest stare yet. "Take everything off."

Nick obeyed his command. He pulled his pants and underwear down and flung them into a corner.

Rodrigo's brief but meticulous observation lasted for several seconds. "You're like all the other young men that I've dated...except you're the most handsome out of all of them."

Nick watched as the older man took off his own pants and underwear. "Oh, Rodrigo...tell me what you want, and I will do it."

Rodrigo pointed down at his upright cock, its dark brown skin just waiting to be encouraged by swift movements. "Sit down and I will show you how good it will feel."

Nick didn't have to say anything after that. One look at Rodrigo's simple instrument, and the young man immediately approved of his temptation. He didn't even want to think of how tight and painful the first experience might be.

Rodrigo whispered, "Go ahead...have a seat."

The Argentinian man sat on his heels and waited for Nick to proceed. Nick lowered himself before he felt the bulbous tip touching his hole. Now that it drew much closer to him, Nick began to regain a few bits of his original skepticism.

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again.

Rodrigo asked, "Don't you want it inside you?"

Nick started to shiver. "I've never done this before."

"Don't give in to your fears.'

Rodrigo's deep masculine voice provided the perfect way to calm the young man's nerves. And that was why he lowered his body down even further. This time, the cock made its way inside of him. Nick squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. At first, it almost hurt. But then, he wanted more of it. He didn't complain as he pushed down and let the entire hard cock discover a brand new vessel to loosen up.

"It's big! It's so fucking big!"

He sat on Rodrigo's lap and moved himself up and down. There would be no way to perfectly describe the feeling of an inanimate object being shoved inside of his open entrance. He could feel it moving inside of him. Its massive size almost made him squeal, but he had to keep himself in control. He didn't want Rodrigo to feel disappointed.

"Oh...oh, my God! It's inside me!"

Rodrigo didn't flinch. He just sat there as he proclaimed, "Yes, that's right. Let it happen."

Despite the cock infiltrating such a tight space, Nick didn't feel the need to just stop and give up. This new experience had just made this ordinary day a little more exhilarating, now that Beverly no longer necessitated the perfect time for human desolation. This time, Rodrigo had just stepped in and Nick began to absorb his immediate access to his most significant weak spot.

"Rodrigo...I like it. Your cock is what I want!"

Nick's tempo gained a smooth acceleration as he continued to move his hips up and down, with Rodrigo's avaricious cock continuously entering and exiting. The young man moaned louder. He looked into Rodrigo's stern eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of something more congenial. But of course, he wouldn't be the type of man to dominate another in a more delicate manner. His little smile and his fierce stare had become clear evidence of his trademark demeanor in bed. These clear features didn't make Nick feel awkward, however. He trusted Rodrigo even more than Beverly. The older man's expertise would hopefully shine through if he took the reins and favored his dominance over his prey.

Nick's swift movements caused him to whine as though he were the most obvious newcomer in the field. The early access form down below felt even more intense. The long hard cock crashing against Nick's tight walls brought his temperature just a little higher. Now, he felt warmer and more determined to put this afternoon in good use.

"I hope this makes you feel so good."

Rodrigo chuckled. "It begins with you, and it will end with me."

He grabbed Nick and pulled his cock out of him. The two of them stayed in bed. Nick could sense newfound emptiness arising from the inside of his tight space. He didn't want his hole to be unplugged. He could only hope for another round of this unlikely encounter between the two of them.

"What do you want me to do?"

Rodrigo replied, "Get down on all fours and wait for it."

Smiling with pure delight, Nick got down on his hands and knees and looked over his shoulder to see Rodrigo towering over him like a carnivorous creature ready for the kill.

"I like what I see in front of me."

Nick couldn't stop himself from giggling. "I want to see how hard you can fuck me."

A direct analysis of the situation had been meaningless. Rodrigo didn't seem like the sort of person who would ask such petty questions. He grabbed hold of Nick's hips and drove his vicious prick deeper inside him. Nick yelped from the sudden march forward. He kept his mouth wide open, amazed by the strong penetrations that followed. Rodrigo must have gathered all of his strength to make his forward thrusts the strongest he had ever produced.

Nick squeezed his eyes shut. He almost collapsed on the bed as a result of Rodrigo's slow and powerful motions.

"Fuck, yes! Let me have that big fucking cock!"

Rodrigo quickening his pace turned out to be a smart decision, because Nick's insatiable craving for another man's enormous gift didn't fade away at all. The swift forward propulsion made Nick weak in the knees, but he still managed to keep his balance to keep Rodrigo satisfied.

"Oh, fuck! Let me have it! Let me have more of it! Fuck, yes!"

He didn't have to look behind him to see how Rodrigo took advantage of this situation. He just sat there on all fours as the infiltration from deep within his tight corridor hit the right marks. He could just feel his state of mind obtaining positive energy that he had sought for since his last encounter with Beverly.

"Oh...shit!"

After several minutes of genuine thrusting, Nick could no longer keep his balance. The forward thrusts were so powerful that he fell flat on his stomach. Rodrigo didn't stop just yet. He lay on Nick's backside and continued to push forward with brute force. Nick didn't mind the enormous weight put on his back, but he did have trouble trying to accept the dynamic brutality from Rodrigo's sheer willpower. The young man tried not to grow short of breath as everything had grown much more intense than before.