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Bottomboy For Mexicans, Part 1
by Rusty
Raul and I were eating in a restaurant when a cute young tourist came in. As all of the tables were occupied, he looked around, and seeing me motion to him, came to sit at our table. He was the same age as Raul, 18 years old, and I was attracted to him immediately, although my usual preference is for dark-skinned Mexicans. But this Gringo boy was exceptionally nice-looking: light-brown hair, green eyes, about 5 feet 7 inches and a nice, thin-but-not-skinny build. He, knowing a little high school Spanish, and Raul hit it off right from the start. They both had caps on backwards, stereo headphones around their necks, and were soon trading and listening to each other's music.
Tommy tagged along with us back to my hotel. Raul and I had something to do there, and I was trying to think of a nice way to get rid of the Gringo kid. I finally decided to let him know what we had planned.
"Tommy, you can come up to the room if you want, but you might not like what you see there.” He asked, "What's that?" "Well, Tommy, you see, I'm homosexual. I'm going to give Raul a blowjob." "Really? Is he gay?" "No: he's straight; I'm gay." Tommy looked puzzled then said, "Hey, that's cool! No problem!"
Back at the room, Raul stripped in front of us. He knows I like to see him naked. He is in real good condition from all of that soccer he plays. He’s about 5 feet 6 inches, good posture, flat stomach, well defined but not bulky, muscles; just perfect for me.
While Raul was in the shower, Tommy and I chatted about his vacation. He was with his parents but was pretty bored with their agenda. He seemed a little nervous and kept looking at the bathroom door. Finally Raul comes out, still naked but with a semi-hard-on. He got in the bed and sat, leaning back against the headboard with his legs spread, ready to be sucked.
Raul has a medium-sized dick, darker than the rest of his skin, uncut, with a slight curve to the right. A drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip of his dick. His foreskin was tight around the glans -- about one-forth of the glans was exposed. My own penis was swelling in my pants in anticipation of what I was going to do. I knelt on the bed between Raul's legs and ran my hands over the smooth, brown skin of his chest, his belly, and legs. What a pleasure it is for me to do this!
"Tommy, why don't you put the chair over here by the bed so that you can see better?" I was pleased to see that he followed my suggestion. I love to suck a kid while another one is watching!
It was quiet in the room except for the slurping sounds and sighs of pleasure from Raul. He squirmed on the bed, loving it, and I knew that he was approaching climax when his scrotum tightened and pulled his balls up toward his body. When he came, it was explosive, shooting hot cum right down my throat and causing me to cough a little. But I kept on sucking until the squirts of cum subsided. Then I milked out the last few drops with my hand and licked them off the end of his dick. Tommy was staring with wide-open eyes and a bulge in his shorts.
"Ever see that before, Tommy? No? Have you ever gotten a blowjob? No? Well, now's your chance!"
Tommy was shyer about getting naked than Raul, but he took off his clothes and went into the shower. He had a real nice body too, maybe just a bit on the skinny side, but nevertheless, damn cute. His penis was normal for his small stature and was cut. I knew I was going to love sucking this Gringo kid!
He came out with a towel wrapped around him, but with an obvious hard-on pushing it out. I took off the towel and admired the naked boy, then felt him all over with my hands. He didn't have hardly any body hair. He gasped when I touched his penis, but let me feel that too.
Raul moved over so that Tommy could take his place on the bed. I leaned down over the cute kid, took his virgin dick into my mouth, and started giving him a pleasure like he never felt before. Raul turned over on his side and held himself up to watch the action. Tommy looked at Raul and grinned, then down to watch his white dick going in and out of my mouth. Within a minute, he grunted, lifted his pelvis off the bed, and gave me his load of boy-juice. Yum, that was good!
I felt like masturbating but decided to put it off until later. It was only three in the afternoon: lots of time to suck off another muchacho or two -- I wanted to be good and horny still for that. And Raul and Tommy? Well, they were ready to go again already! Ah, to be that age again! I have to conserve my juices, though.
The boys left together, promising to come back later. I relaxed on the bed and thought about how lucky I was. I could still taste the boys' cum in my mouth.
To be continued...
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