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Bottomboy For Mexicans, Part12

by Rusty


Raul and his girlfriend were kissing on a park bench while the girl’s younger sister and aunt kept watch from another bench across the way. It was early evening and the town square was alive with kids running and laughing, and teenage boys and girls checking each other out. I was sipping a cold Margarita in a sidewalk cafe, enjoying the cool air, the scent of tropical flowers and the songs of the many birds in the trees.

Tommy came over and sat down at the table. “Rusty, is it okay if Raul spends the night with us? I’ll pay the extra forty pesos (about $4) – I have been earning a little money by helping Raul with the deliveries.”

“Sure, Tommy, no problem.” I ordered him a fruit juice.

Tommy was looking across the way at Raul and his girlfriend. “Do you know how many times Raul has fucked Elena? Zero times. Three years and he’s never gotten a chance to fuck her. His family is always spying on her.”

“Things will change after Raul gets a house,” I said. “Then they can get married and have a jillion kids.”

“Well that won’t happen for a while. Kinda hard to save for a house on a delivery boy’s salary. Meanwhile, Raul suffers.”

“But you’ve been relieving his suffering, right?”

Tommy grinned. He had been sucking Raul off every day.

Elena’s sister and aunt came over to our table. I ordered juices for them too. The sister, Leticia, was about fifteen and the aunt, Dolores, about sixteen. They were both cute, like Elena.

“Is Tommy your son?” Leticia asked.

“No, he’s just my young buddy.”

“I thought he was your son or grandson. Dolores says she just loves boys with blue eyes.” Dolores pinched Leticia. Both girls giggled.

“Green eyes,” said Tommy.

“Leticia says she wants to have babies with blond hair like Tommy’s,” said Dolores. Leticia pinched Dolores. Both girls giggled.

“Brown hair,” said Tommy, “light brown.” Tommy looked irritated. There was an awkward pause. We were looking across the way where Raul and Elena were kissing.

“Dolores says she wants to try kissing a Gringo’s lips.” Dolores pinched Leticia. Giggle, giggle.

“Leticia says she wants to do the other thing with Tommy.”

“What other thing?” said Leticia, indignantly? She started hitting Leticia over the head with my newspaper. More giggling.

One of Elena’s brothers came roaring up on his motorcycle. He looked over at Raul and Elena, a disapproving scowl on his face. “Mom says to get Elena and go home – supper’s ready.” He roared off.

The girls practically had to drag Elena away from Raul.

“Come on, Raul,” I said. “I’m inviting you and Tommy out to eat. Then you can spend the night with us.”

“Okay! I’m starved! But wait a minute – I can’t walk right now.” Raul had an obvious boner in his pants. “Elena does that to me.”

“That’s the problem with girls,” said Tommy. “They get you all horny and won’t do anything about it. I’ll fix that for you back at the hotel.”

“There’s only one thing that will fix my problem,” said Raul, “and that’s a pussy,” and then, looking in Tommy’s eyes, “or a nice, tight butt-hole.”

“Forget it!” said Tommy. “If you want that, then find yourself a queer to fuck”

“All you do is suck dick – that’s frustrating. A man needs to fuck!”

“Then go fuck yourself, butthead. And suck your own dick.” Tommy was angry.

We walked to the restaurant. Both boys ordered oysters.

Trying to break the silence, I asked, “Is it true that oysters make your dick get hard and fill up with cum?”

“Yeah, it’s true,” said Raul. “But a lot of good that does me when I have no place to stick it.” The boys glared at each other.

“This guacamole is real tasty,” I said. Do you guys want an order?” The boys ignored me.

“If my blowjobs are so frustrating to you, how come it only takes a couple of minutes for you to cum?” said Tommy.

“The other guy’s are probably already fucking your butt. You’re sucking their dicks, so why not?”

“Look, scrotum face, I’ve been sucking their dicks because you wanted me too. Because you’re so afraid they would make fun of you if you were the only one. Nobody is going to fuck my ass.”

“You will probably let Jose fuck you. You say you love me but you sucked him first. He will probably be the first to fuck you, right?”

“Do you guys want another soda?” I asked. No answer.

The boys followed behind me back to the hotel. They were plugged into the same Discman because Raul’s was broken. At least, they had quit arguing. In the room, they stripped naked and took a shower together, leaving the door open so that I could watch. They took turns soaping each other until they were both hard. Raul took Tommy’s hand and wrapped his fingers around his dark cock. “Wash me here,” he said. Tommy complied.

“Do you want some Mexican cream for desert?” Raul asked. “Go ahead, suck it out. It’s yours.”

Tommy got down on his knees and approached Raul’s cock with his mouth. Tommy’s lips had almost touched it when Raul pulled back and said, “You really want it, don’t you? You really like sucking Mexican cock, huh?”

Tommy stared at the hard, brown dick in front of him. His mouth was watering in anticipation of having it in his mouth. He nodded yes, leaned forward and Raul let the Gringo boy wrap his lips around the brown shaft.

“Yeah, Tommy, I let you suck me whenever you want because I know you like it so much. But if you really loved me, you would let me have what I want too. You aren’t being fair.”

Tommy pulled off of Raul’s dick and said, “Look, I told you – if you want ass you have to find a puto to give it to you.”

“But I did find a puto – you. Anybody who likes to suck another guy’s dick must be a puto.”

Tommy got up, angry. “Oh yeah? Well if I am a puto, you must be one too. You’re having sex with another guy. That’s homosexual, puto.”

I cringed when I heard that. That’s one thing you should never say to a straight Mexican – not if you want to keep sucking his dick, anyway.

Tommy stormed out of the bathroom and lied down naked beside me.

‘That’s the last time he will put his dick in my mouth. He doesn’t give a shit about me – just wants to get his rocks off and show how macho he is. I’m always trying to make him feel good but he never does anything for me. Won’t even touch my dick! Now he wants my ass! Fuck him!”

Raul came out of the bathroom and lied down naked on the other bed. He put on the earphones and turned up the volume.

“Well, I’m afraid that’s about all you can expect out of a straight boy. He will give you dick and that’s it. If you want more than that, you should look for a gay guy for a lover.”

“Gay guys are too girlie,” said Tommy. They don’t turn me on.”

“Not all of them are (I almost said ‘like you for example’) -- some are quite masculine. The problem is finding them – they’re hard to spot. But there are a lot of straight-acting gay guys who would just love to have a cute lover like you.” I rolled over onto my side, facing him, and caressed the smooth skin of his chest and flat belly. Too bad that I am sixty years old -- I would have loved to have Tommy as a lover.

“A gay guy wouldn’t want me – my dick is too little.”

“Not true, Tommy. Your dick is just fine, nicely proportioned for your body size. Little guy, little dick. Besides, dick size doesn’t have much to do with love.”

“You know, Rusty, you’re cool. You always make me feel better. I think I even love you a little bit. You know, like a real good friend. Or a dad, even.”

“And besides, I give you real good blowjobs, right?”

Tommy grinned. “Yeah, that too. You can do me later if you want.”

“And tomorrow we can go out and see if we can find you a cute, masculine gay guy.”

“No, I don’t want that,” Tommy said.

“Why not?”

“Because I love Raul.”

I hugged Tommy close to me and gave him a kiss on the cheek. We fell asleep that way.

It was in the wee hours of the morning when Raul got in the bed with us, on the other side of Tommy.

“Tommy, wake up,” Raul whispered. I’ve been thinking. You are right, I’m just as gay as you are – having sex with another guy. You’ve been giving me all of those blowjobs and they feel so good. I shouldn’t ask you for more than that. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Raul. I just want you to enjoy them. I’ll try to make them better so you won’t need the other thing.”

“But I want you to enjoy sex just as much as I do. I feel bad because I never do anything for you. I thought you would like having my dick in you. I know it would hurt at first, but you would love it eventually, like Rusty does. Remember when the banana man fucked Rusty? Well Rusty loved it! And that guy’s dick is twice as big as mine! Anyway, I’m not trying to talk you into anything. But I feel bad because I can’t bring myself to suck your dick or even play with it.”

“It’s okay, Raul. It’s not necessary – I understand.”

“Here, Tommy, feel this. This is my love muscle. Through this the love energy goes back and forth between us. It doesn’t matter who is on which end of it. The cock is only the conduit that the love flows through. I love you so much that I wanted you to have all of my love, not just half of it. When you told me no, that hurt my feelings. Like you didn’t want my love.”

“Oh, Raul, I do want your love. And I love you very much.”

I heard them kissing and felt the bed moving as they rubbed their smooth, teenage bodies together.

I was already impressed with a Mexican’s seduction techniques, but this was masterful!

“Hey, guys, I have an idea,” I said. “I am going to show you something that feels almost as good as fucking without actually doing it. Tommy, you turn facing me. First we’ll lube you guys up.”

I squirted a big gob of lube into my hand and applied it to Raul’s stiff cock. Then I lubed Tommy’s smooth, hairless crotch between his legs.

“Okay, Raul, now you slip your dick between Tommy’s legs to the other side, under his balls. Tommy, you squeeze Raul’s dick with your legs. Okay, Raul, start ‘fucking’ Tommy.”

Raul slipped a hand under Tommy’s waist and pulled the boy toward him. Raul’s dick poked out under Tommy’s balls and I slid down on the bed and lied on my side so as to take the end of the Mexican’s cock in my mouth. Raul started humping and sliding his dick in and out of Tommy’s legs and my mouth.

“How does that feel, guys?”

“Cool, yeah!” they agreed.

I started alternating between the boys’ dicks with my mouth. They were both hard as could be and oozing precum. As soon as I could tell that one of them was about to shoot, I switched to the other. Finally Raul stopped humping and I thought he was going to shoot, but he caught it in time. Only a little bit of semen leaked out into my mouth.

“I love you so much, Tommy. I want to give you all of my love. Will you let me?”

“I love you too, Raul. Okay, give me all of your love, it’s okay.”

Raul shifted his position a little, held Tommy firmly and pulled him back onto his Mexican prick. Tommy gasped and his whole body stiffened. He tried to get off of the prick but Raul was too strong for him.

“Tommy!” I said, “Try to relax your rectum! Bear down hard as if you were trying to take a shit.”

Raul’s dick-head was lodged in Tommy’s anus. Tommy was in agony. I knew that Raul had to get it past the sphincter nerve and fast!

“Raul! Put it in him! Now!”

Tommy screamed and fought to get away, but he couldn’t stop the Mexican’s dick from sliding up into his virgin, white butt!

“Okay, Raul. Stop there – let him relax. Tommy, how are you doing?”

Tommy was hyperventilating. “It hurts!” he gasped. I reached between Tommy’s legs to determine how deeply he was penetrated.

“Half of it is in already, Tommy. The second half will be easier. Concentrate on your breathing. Take slow, deep breaths. Good boy, you’re doing fine. Just relax and let Raul do the work. Raul, when you feel his butt-hole relax, slide in a little more. Don’t force it.”

I lifted Tommy’s leg up and laid it over my shoulder in order to open him up more. I took the boy’s now-flaccid dick into my mouth and initiated the emergency erection procedure. Soon I had it swelling in my mouth and I felt the boy’s body relaxing in pleasure. Raul was demonstrating a lot of care and patience in the gentle manner that he was sliding his remaining inches up his friend’s butt. A lot of guys can’t control the urge to violently jam their cocks into your ass in one fell swoop.

“Okay, Raul, fuck him, but do it slowly. Let him get used to the sensation.”

Raul started sliding his brown prick in and out of the boy, each time getting it in a little deeper.

“How are you doing now, Tommy? Still hurt?”

“Not so much now. Just feels weird.”

“How about you, Raul?”

“Ummm! Feels good! Tight and smooth and hot!”

Raul was now mashing his pubes into Tommy’s ass with each stroke, his prick as deeply implanted as it would go. Tommy’s dick was now stiff in my mouth as I sucked it.

“Do you like my Mexican cock in your butt, Tommy? Tell me yes or I will pull it out and never fuck you again.”

“Yes, I like it! I love you so much, Raul”

“See? I told you so. I love you too, Tommy. I am loving you with my dick.”

Raul grunted and shot his cum up into the white boy’s butt. I could feel the Mexican’s spasms reverberate through the white boy’s dick and into my mouth. When Raul’s orgasm was finished, he held Tommy against his brown body, his dick still implanted in the boy while I sucked him.

I heard Tommy groan and felt his body stiffen as he orgasmed. The pulses of his sphincter went on for some time without any semen squirting into my mouth, and finally, at last, I got a big blast of cum. I continued sucking and playing with the boy’s smooth nuts until he groaned again, stiffened and gave me several more strong squirts. I knew that Tommy would be hooked on getting fucked after having such a good orgasm while a prick was up his ass.

Raul slowly withdrew his cock from Tommy’s ass and re-inserted it between Tommy’s legs. Then I did something that, under ordinary, less erotic circumstances, I wouldn’t even consider doing: With a hand on my own cock, I took into my mouth the wet, slimy, Mexican’s cock, funky with Tommy’s butt juices, and sucked out his remaining semen as a mantra played over and over again in my head: “I am sucking a Mexican fucker’s cock that just came out of a white boy’s butt!”

My orgasmic groans were muffled by the brown meat in my mouth.

To be continued …

Let me know guys, if you like this story. Help me out with an idea or two.

rusty@moonman.com


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