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There I was trying to scrape up the old tile floor by myself. I am 40 now and realized that if I did it alone it would take me several days to get it all removed. I wanted to finish tiling my kitchen floor this weekend, but first the old tile had to be removed. I decided it would be best to get some help. I remembered that a few blocks away from my house there would always be several Mexican laborers who would work for the day. I was told by my friends, that these guys worked their asses off and did the job in no time flat. So, I got into my Mustang convertible and headed down toward where the laborers congregate. As I approached the area I could see there was about 10 or 15 men there of various sizes and ages. I pulled up next to them and they all rushed to my car chattering something in their native tongue. Unfortunately, I didn't speak a work of Spanish, which is really a crime here in Southern California and because I have always been attracted to Latin men. I looked at the anxious group around me, and held up one finger, indicating that I only needed one Laborer. In all the commotion, not realizing I was thinking out loud, I said, “I wish someone spoke English".

There standing by the side of my car was this young man about 25 years old with golden skin, thick black hair and deep dark eyes that pierced right through you. His clean white shirt was opened half way down to his navel and I could see that he had a hot body. I looked him up and down. His tight worn jeans showed a bulge in his crotch. I was getting a hard on myself, when I remembered what my purpose here really was, "to get some help removing the tile".

What seemed like minutes passing was actually just seconds and I heard the young man say, "Senior, I speak English."

I shook my head into reality and said "Great, hop in".

The others started to groan and I heard a few of them say, "alegre" as the young man got into my car. I told him my name was Mike and he said his name was Juan.

I looked over at him as we sped away and asked him how much an hour he charges for his work. He looked over at me, smiled and said in his slightly broken English "Some things I charge $10.00 an hour and some things I do for free." He looked at my crotch and then he rubbed his crotch. I was starting to get hard again. I told him that $10.00 an hour would be fine, ignoring, for now, the second part of his answer, because I really wanted the kitchen tile removed today.

We soon got to my house. As we got out of my car, I couldn't help but stare at his tight ass. "Focus Mike, Focus" I said to myself. "The kitchen floor remember".

With that, we went into the kitchen and started scraping up the old tile. Two hours went by and we were about half done. We were both hot and sweaty and thirsty. I looked over at Juan and his shirt was soaking wet with sweat. It became transparent as it clung to his upper torso. I could see every muscle in his chest and stomach. Even his nipples were showing through the material of that shirt.

"Let's take a break," I said. I went and got us each a beer and we went out by the pool to take a much-deserved rest. We sat on the chairs over looking the pool, our legs were practically touching; his shirt was still wet and clinging to his body. My emotions now were running very high and I know he could see the hard on I had under my tight shorts. We drank our beers. I asked him if he wanted another and he said yes. As I got up, so did he and our sweaty arms touched. I looked deep into those piercing eyes and was nearly overcome with desire, but I knew I had to finish the kitchen so, I took a deep breath, turned and headed for the kitchen for a couple more beers. As I walked away, I told him that if he likes he could take off his shirt and let it dry in the sun.

When I returned, Juan was swimming in the pool. I looked over at the pile of clothes on the side and realized he must be in there naked.

"Come on in and swim with me Mike," Juan shouted out to me. This time I threw caution to the wind.

"The hell with the kitchen", I said to myself, stripped naked and stood there looking at him swim, my 7 inch cock was standing straight out with pre-cum dripping from it. I dove into the pool and swam toward him. He swam way, trying a playful game of tag with me, but I was too fast for him. I caught him at the shallow end and we stood up and looked into each other's eyes. Our lips came closer to each other's until they touched. We kissed long and hard and let our tongues explore every inch of the inside of our mouths. I felt his rock hard cock rubbing up against mine. I grabbed his ass and pulled it toward me. I moved up and down to stimulate our throbbing hardons.

I pulled our lips from each other and smiled at him. He looked into my eyes and said softly, "This is the thing I do for free". We both laughed.

I led him out of the pool and we walked hand in hand up to my bedroom. I stood there looking at this hot naked young man, his face, so golden and handsome, almost beautiful, his well defined hairless chest, his hard nipples, his smooth rippled stomach. The hair around his cock was dark and course and bushy. His 6 inch uncut dick was pointing straight up and hitting his stomach, the head still sheathed in its foreskin.

I kissed him gently on his lips and worked my way down his neck and his chest and started sucking on his nipples. He gasped with excitement and his cock seemed to spasm. I worked my way down his ripped stomach, licking as much as I could and then down to that cock.

Kneeling before him, I pulled back his foreskin and pre-cum dripped from it as the head of his cock came through the skin. I ran my tongue around the head and lapped up as much pre-cum as I could. Juan groaned with pleasure. I put my mouth all around his mushroom head and slowly swallowed his cock until my nose was buried in his pubic hair. Juan gasped again as I slowly moved my mouth in and out over his well-hardened dick. I did this for several minutes, and then I pulled him completely out of my mouth and let the saliva drip from his cock to my mouth while I took a breath.

While jacking him off, I told him to lie down on the bed so he can be more comfortable.

He lay down on his back while saying "You suck me so good, do me more" I obliged and swallowed his cock once again, but this time with more vigor. I pumped his cock in and out of my mouth fast and steady. I heard him moan and groan more and more.

He yelled out, "Fuck I’m going to cum, eat my cum Mike, eat my cum!"

I felt his body spasm and his hot bittersweet cum shot into my mouth. He shot again and again into my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could but it was too much. Some of the cum dripped down my chin and onto his dark bushy pubic hair. I held his cock in my mouth; I didn't want to release it. Juan was still hard. He pulled away from me and his cock popped out of my mouth. We kissed and his tongue tasted the cum that was still in my mouth.

As we pulled our lips apart, he grabbed my shoulders, looked at me and said "It is your turn to lay down and I will pleasure you now."

He pushed me back and my head lay on the pillow. His body lay on top of mine and we gently kiss. He then ran his tongue around the outside of my lips. I could feel his hot breath on my face, my cock got stiffer and the smell of the young hot man on top of me excited me to no end. His cock was still hard even after cumming as much as he did a few minutes ago. He worked his way down my hairy chest to my nipples and started to run his tongue around the tips. I am especially sensitive there and yelled out with pleasure. Juan smiled.

As he left my nipples he licked the hair on my stomach then down to the shaft of my cut cock and completely swallowed all 7 inches. My body shook with pleasure. He worked up and down my shaft, and then ran his tongue over the tip lapping up the pre-cum.

"You have a lot of pre-cum my friend, I bet you can fuck me without any lube," Juan said with a devilish smile.

With that he straddled me, by now the pre-cum was dripping fast and plentiful. I ran the head of my cock around this dark hole, lubing it with my pre-cum. He sat on my cock and it slowly entered his tight butt hole. He winced with pain and pulled out a bit letting more pre-cum lube his ass. Then it slid all the way in. Damn his tight ass felt good around my cock. I started to pump up and down and he went up and down on my cock and my pre-cum was still lubing his ass. I didn't know how long I could hold off cumming, this felt too good to stop.

We both got into the rhythm of fucking his ass. I could not control it any more. My body spasmed. I started to yell with pleasure.

"Aaaahhhhh I'm going to cum."

I could feel the cum starting up through my cock. Then I shot into his hot ass. I shot again and again. It was too much for his ass to hold and I felt it pouring out onto my pubic hair. While I was in so much pleasure I didn't notice that Juan was ready to cum again. My cock was still inside his ass.

"Ohhhhhhhh " he cried and came hard and fast. The white jism hit my face but most landed on my chest.

He pulled my dick out of his ass and more cum dripped out. He leaned over and licked his cum from my face and my chest. We kissed, our tongues again exploring the insides of our mouths.

We were both exhausted. He lay there on top of me with his head on my chest. I ran my hands down his smooth back down to that hot ass that I just fucked.

"Mmmmmmm," was all he said.

I looked at the clock next to my bed and realized that most of the day had gone by, I would not get the kitchen floor up today. Oh well, it was sure worth it. I asked Juan if he wanted to stay over and "help" me tomorrow.

He smiled and said, "Si, I would like that very much."

That was five years ago and Juan is now living here with me. Love came to us very quickly, besides I have lots of projects at my house that needs a good laborer. Oh yes, we finished the kitchen floor. It took nearly a month but we finished.