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Subject: Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys Part 9 Mexican Boy Needs Oral Attention Dear Nifty Archivist, Thank you for your work. Please publish this story in Adult-Youth, Interracial and Straight-Gay (if it still exists). ………………………………………………………………….. By Terry Tradders terrytradders@yahoo This series is about Straight Mexican teens who let gay men fellate them. If this theme does not appeal to you, or if you are too young, or if it is illegal in your area, then please back out now or continue at your own risk. …………………………………………………………………….. MEXICAN, 18, MASCULINE, NEEDS ORAL ATTENTION Non-reciprical only. Text me if you like to suck. The ad caught my attention before I went to work but I kept thinking about it all day. A Mexican boy wants to get a blowjob. Non-reciprocal. In other words he expects a cocksucker to get down on his knees and suck him off without expecting anything in return. One way sex. Why would anyone want to do that? Why would I? I tried to put it out of my mind. Besides, the boy might be fat and ugly. Or weird and abusive. Or a lot older than 18 years. Or … But if he is handsome, masculine and sexy? Not likely. But when I got home I sent him my selfie and asked for one of his. Right away, to my surprise, he sent me his picture and I almost came in my pants when I saw it! The Mexican boy was standing in a garden, shirtless, holding a shovel. It appeared that he had been working but was interrupted by the person taking his photo. Maybe an illegal Mexican day laborer, the type you would see waiting for a job on the corner of Wildorf and Crosby, ready to jump into the back of a pick-up truck and be taken to a job site. He was damn cute, slim and fit. His brown skin was shiny with sweat, his work pants splotched with paint. He looked masculine and he really did look to be about 18. We exchanged text messages. He said that he would get naked for me and let me suck his dick. But that would be all, so unless I really like to suck then forget it. Ordinarily he prefers women but he doesn’t have one right now. He said that he is healthy and clean, and has a lot of cum if that is what I like. I assured him that I would love to suck him and don’t expect or even want anything else. So we agreed to meet at the Taco Tabasco restaurant in an hour. He would be wearing a blue shirt and his name is Alfredo. I would wear a green one and my name would be “James”. I got to the restaurant just in time, sat down and ordered a tamarindo juice. Although the place was filled with mostly brown skinned people, I didn’t see Alfredo. After about 10 minutes a white man, about 50 years old, walked up to my table and asked if he could sit down. He was wearing a blue shirt. Are you here to meet Alfredo? he asked. (O fuck! what is this shit? Is this asshole an ICE officer or what?) No sir, I don’t know Alfredo. I just came in to eat. The man whipped out a cell phone. Then you don’t know this Mexican boy? No, I’ve never seen him in my life. Please go away. The man chuckled, sat down anyway and showed me another picture. Is this not your own picture? The asshole actually laughed. OK, I said, what is this all about? Who are you and what do you want? Relax, James, I can explain. My name is Ed, I am not a cop, just another homo like you but with a different fetish. I’m sorry for playing this trick on you but you will be grateful for it later. Well I don’t appreciate your game, whatever it is. Yes, I did come here to meet this so-called Alfredo, not you. Go away and play your stupid game on someone else. I was real pissed off. Look, James. He showed me some more pictures of Alfredo working. This is a real live Mexican boy, 18 years old, surely horny enough to let you suck him. He is working right now at my house. I can take you there and you can have his dick in your mouth in a few minutes. So what’s in it for you? I am a voyeur. I just want to watch. Forget it. I don’t perform. Why don’t you just suck him yourself, record it and watch it later? I could never imagine doing that disgusting thing myself. Piss comes out of that thing and who knows what other body fluids. And cum! I suppose you even drink the stuff? No judgment, but I just can’t see how you can get off on demeaning yourself that way. But it would turn you on to watch it happen? Yes, it would, tremendously! And what’s in it for the boy? Well, the blowjob of course. His girlfriend is far away in Mexico. He is 18 years old, gotta be horny and full of cum. Besides, I will pay him a little. He will probably let you suck him. He is holding the phone before my eyes, scrolling through more pictures of the beautiful young man working, shoveling, chopping roots with a machete, his brown skin shiny with sweat. My dick is swelling in my pants. Look, James, how attractive the Mexican boy is! A beautiful face, a perfect body. Imagine how good his brown cock will feel in your mouth, how delicious the fluids will taste as you suck them out of him. The boy will love it, you will love it and I will love watching it. A win, win, win situation! OK, I admit that the Mexican boy is beautiful and that he turns me on, but I don’t think that I could stand you watching me suck him. For me, sex is a very private act between me and the other person. James, your attitude shows me that you also, deep down inside, feel that sucking cock is disgusting and demeaning. Otherwise you would not care if I watched. No, Ed, it would just be embarrassing. But wouldn’t the pleasure of sucking this young lad offset your embarrassment? Does Alfredo even know that you are setting this up? Was it really you texting me, not him? Does he know that you are sending his picture to who knows how many people? Well, Ed stammered, I was the one texting you. Alfredo does not know anything about it. So what makes you think that he would let me suck him? Don’t worry, we can talk him into it. After all, he is a Mexican. Ten minutes later in Ed’s car he told me that several men answered the ad but he chose me to be the lucky one because I look like a decent white gentleman, masculine, and have a nice face and mouth that he would like to watch the boy’s dick slide in and out of. He needed a white cocksucker who looks like an ordinary straight man, not a faggy queen, to suck this cute Mexican boy. Other than that, my looks are not important. It will be easy, Ed says — we will get the boy to take his clothes off — you will leave yours on. You get between his legs, take his Mexican dick into your mouth and do your magic on him! Ed had already deleted the ad soliciting Alfredo’s cock sucker. I was the chosen one. I did not promise that I would suck the boy. For me a guy has to have more than good looks to turn me on — for one I would need to like him. Ed said that would not be a problem — the kid was very likable. Plus he could always find another guy to suck him if I declined the opportunity. I knew that was probably true. We sat in a couple of lawn chairs, drinking beers and trying not to be obvious while watching the boy work. He had dug out istanbul travesti a big pile of dirt for the new flower bed and was now piling some rocks in a wheelbarrow. I got a good view of his body in different positions as he twisted, lifted, stooped and shoveled the dirt. God, he is cute! Ed brought out a couple more beers and a pitcher of ice tea for the boy. In Spanish he invited him to sit down and rest a while and then introduced him to me. Alfredo sat in a chair between us, breathing hard, sweating and smelling wholesome and masculine. I resisted the urge to reach over and slide my hand down his smooth chest and over his abdominal muscles. Boy, how I love that type of body on a boy! We chatted a bit in Spanish. He had swum across the Rio Grande river and hiked 3 days across the desert. There were 5 of them to start with but two got caught by the migra. He had been in the US 3 months working in construction jobs. I asked him why he came to the US. He told me that he and his girlfriend wanted to get married but her parents would not let it happen until the boy had enough money to build them a house. Ed went inside and left me to chat the boy up in my crappy Spanish. It must be kinda hard for a young man like you to be without your girl for months. Do you like the American girls? You are very nice-looking, I bet you could attract one easily. Thanks, he said, but he promised his girl that he would stay faithful to her. Alfredo pulled out his wallet and showed me a couple of pictures of the cute teenage girl. Her name is Alicia, he said, and he loves her a lot. Did you also promise that you would stay away from guys? He laughed and said that he was not into guys, only girls. So how do you relieve the pressure? I asked. He grinned and made a jacking-off gesture with his hand. I really like this young lad and my mouth is watering for his brown dick. You are really strong! I was impressed that you could carry that heavy bag of cement. Yeah, back home we have to work hard he said. I reached over and squeezed the bicep of his arm. He flexed it for me, soft to hard, soft to hard, probably just like his dick, soft to hard. God, I am so horny for this cute Mexican boy! I figured by now he knew where this was headed. And if I’m not mistaken it seemed like a bulge was swelling in his pants. Then Ed returned, served Alfredo another glass of lemonade, and asked me in English if I thought that I could get over my embarrassment and let him watch me suck the boy. Yeah, I told him, I wouldn’t care if the whole damn town watched! Ed then turned toward the boy and told him that I was very impressed with how he works and that maybe I would have a job for him too. The boy smiled at me and nodded. He had perfect teeth. What kind of job? he asked. Ed answered for me. He wants you to get naked and let him suck your dick. The boy laughed. Is this what he wants? He outlined with his fingers the bulge in his pants. He likes to eat Mexican sausage? Yes, answered Ed, he has a medical condition. He needs to drink boys’ semen. It has rejuvenating properties that are essential for his health. And Mexican semen is the most potent. Well, the boy said, I would like to help him out but I am not gay, I am saving my cum for my girl at home. Not true, I said, you just told me that you jack off to relieve the pressure. Are you saving your cum in a bottle for her? Why not let me have some? I need it bad! And I can relieve your pressure better than your hand can. Look, Alfredo, said Ed, we know you are not gay but you don’t have to be gay to get your cock sucked. James is a real expert and can make it feel real good, almost as good as pussy. Be macho, stick your cock in him! But I need to get back to work, I need the money. Besides, I doubt that I could even get a hard on. Ed said it looks like you are already getting a hard-on. The boy looked down at the bulge in his pants and grinned. Ed and I laughed. Look, Alfredo, I will give you an extra fifteen dollars for your day’s work even if you don’t get an erection. Or twenty dollars if you will let James drink your cum. And twenty five if you also piss in his mouth. Wait a minute! I objected. We did not agree to that! I will drink his cum but forget about me drinking his piss! Alfredo did not say anything but he had a thoughtful look on his face. Ed refilled his glass and we waited for the boy’s decision. For him $20 was a lot of money, maybe even $25. He could double his day’s earnings! I reached over and felt the bulge stiffening in his pants. OK, he said, but I need $30 because I am not gay. By now I am incredibly excited. I am going to suck this cute Mexican’s dick! Now Ed told me to have him stand about 10 feet away and get him naked. I could rinse the sweat off of him with the hose if I wanted. And from then on Ed would not interfere — I could pretend that he wasn’t even here. So I did that. The boy stood in front of me while I knelt down and took off his tennis shoes. He was not wearing any socks. Then I unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants down where he could step out of them. Alfredo was wearing a pair of blue boxer shorts. His swelling cock was pointed to the left under the thin cloth. I approached the bulge with my nose and inhaled. Wow! His teenage pheromones almost knocked me out! This boy is potent! My heart started beating furiously. I then pulled his briefs down over the stiffening bulge and there it was, the brown Mexican dick that I was going to suck! I gazed at it as it stiffened even more, rising a notch with every heart beat. It was a beautiful rich brown, darker than the rest of his skin. The glans was pink-brown, half covered by the foreskin. His thick patch of pubic hair was gathered closely above his dick but his balls were completely bare as well as his thighs. I pulled his briefs all the way down to his ankles and he stepped out of them completely naked. The boy was as naked as the day he was born. His smooth brown skin was not marred with a single piercing or tattoo, and was not adorned with any rings, bracelets or other decorations. And he still had his foreskin! A completely natural boy! I looked up and gazed into his beautiful, mysterious black eyes as he gazed into mine. Oh my god, a soul connection! I am going to suck this boy! I pulled myself away from his dick and went to get the garden hose. Although the boy had been working hard he did not stink. Actually, his scent turned me on! But it was a hot day and probably the boy would enjoy me rinsing him off. I turned the water on slowly, and after it had cooled enough I held it over the boy’s head and let it run down over him. Water is such a sexual element. It was a hot day and I am sure that it felt good. I ran my fingers through his thick black hair. God, I envied that hair, no male patterned baldness on this boy’s head. I explored his ears and his face with my fingers while I ran the water over him. He had a little adolescent fuzz of hair above his upper lip, still never shaved. Maybe he is only 16 or 17? He turned his head to the side to keep me from kissing those full lips, probably reserved for his girl. I felt his strong istanbul travestileri shoulders. He tightened and relaxed them for me. He was lean but muscular without being bulky. Just exactly my favorite kind of body and I was enjoying so much to be able to feel him all over. He just stood there and let me do it. I did not want to leave a single inch of his brown skin untouched. I slid my hand over his smooth, hairless chest and stomach. Under his soft, adolescent skin I could feel his firm abdominal muscles. I then had Alfredo face Ed while I got behind, still running the water over him, and watched Ed’s expressions as I fondled the boy from behind. Ed looked like he was lost in a cloud of sexual lust. The boy’s back was as perfect as his front — wide shoulders, narrow waist, erect posture, strong lats and a muscular butt. He probably had never felt anyone caress his butt muscles before. They stiffened and relaxed as I ran my hand over them. I loved their concave dimples, no fat on this butt, no sag. He probably plays a lot of soccer. I can appreciate a beautiful butt even though my favorite part of a boy’s body is on the front side. I squirted the water up between his butt cheeks and slid my hand in there, but when I touched his anus he grabbed my hand away and placed it around onto his stiff dick which was pointed straight up and proud. I wrapped my fingers around it, a good handful. I jacked it a bit, slowly pulling the foreskin down to reveal the swollen glans and then covering it again and again while Ed gazed open-mouthed. I could tell that the boy was so horny that I best not keep playing with his cock or he would shoot his cum before I could get my lips around it. I now turned my attention to the boy’s legs. His strong thighs are hairless but his shins are hairy enough to show his budding manhood. His feet have high, strong arches and his toes are wide-spread, indicating that back home in Mexico he grew up barefooted. God, this muchacho turns me on! I stood up, threw the hose into the flower bed and turned the boy to the side so that Ed would get the best view of what I was going to do next. I think that Ed might be right about me being ashamed about being gay, about being a cocksucker. I thought that I was over that, that I was a fully realized, proud gay person. Why should I feel ashamed or even embarrassed to be seen giving pleasure to this young Mexican? Still, when I knelt down before the boy to let Ed witness this “disgusting and demeaning” act, I did feel some residual shame and embarrassment, as if Ed represented society’s judgmental condemnation of this sinful, forbidden act of sodomy, the abuse of a young boy by a depraved pervert. It was as if the entire world was watching, aghast and horrified. Adding to the taboo-ness of what I was about to do, the boy was dark-skinned, a Mexican. A white man bowing down before a colored man, a brown boy? Unthinkable! And to suck his brown prick? An insult to the entire white race! By the way, is it a crime to suck an illegal alien? Fuck that shit! I am going to suck this brown boy and to hell with my bigoted ancestors or anybody who doesn’t like it! And from that point on it excited me to have Ed watching what I did with the boy. Although the boy’s cock was absolutely stiff and hard, pointing straight up close to his belly, the foreskin was still covering the pink-brown glans except for the very tip from which a drop of clear fluid hung. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of the boy’s penis and slid the skin back toward his belly to reveal the swollen glans. It was wet with natural glandular excretions. ¿Te gusta mi verga? the boy asked. Yes, I like your dick very much! ¿Huele bien? Yes, it smells very good! My nose was still 6 inches from the boy’s cock but I was already getting a whiff of the boy’s teenage sex and it turned me on tremendously. I was glad that I only rinsed the boy with water instead of ruining it by soaping him up first. I slowly approached until I was only an inch away and inhaled the subtle fragrance of his pheromones. Ummm, this is going to be good! ¡�”rale! ¡Mámame! No hay problema. (OK, suck me! no problem) I did not need to be told twice. He wants to be sucked and I want to suck him. I slid the foreskin all the way back which turned it inside-out along the shaft releasing an even more powerful blast of pungent vapors. My heart start beating furiously! I was ready to suck him. But first I painted my upper lip and nostrils with the drooling end of his dick. That smell would endure through the entire blowjob and keep me in an altered state of sexual excitement. With my hands cupping the boy’s ass cheeks I pulled him toward me. Then … Oh my Gawd! exclaimed Ed. ¡Ahhh! sighed the boy with pleasure. The boy’s brown cock slid deeply into my mouth. ……………………………………………………………………… ……………… I can’t describe with words how thrilling it is to take a boy’s dick into my mouth. Maybe if you are a cocksucker like me you would know of the rush that you get when a boy’s meat goes into you. It is not just his dick — it is his entire essence, his beauty, his masculinity and his soul. He becomes a part of you, you bond with him. I think that need to bond is why we like to suck the dicks of men and boys. ……………………………………………………………………… ……………….. The boy is leaking now, his slippery pre-cum is oozing into my mouth as he slides his dick in and out of me. It is mixing with my saliva and I am using it to lubricate his entire dick. When you suck a straight boy you should make your mouth feel like a juicy pussy, because that is what turns a straight boy on. With every boy that I suck I improve my technique a little. I am getting better at holding my jaws wide open to keep my teeth out of the way while still keeping my lips tight around his shaft, just like a young girl’s pussy. I look up into the boy’s mysterious dark eyes as he gazes into mine. I can feel what he is feeling and it is good. The boy is rotating his hips, sliding his dick in and out of me slowly. I caress his glans with my lips every time he pulls it out, and squeeze tight when he pushes it back in. I know that straight boys love to pull their dicks out completely once in a while so that they can get the thrill of forcing those pussy lips open again and again. Not just my lips are at work here — my tongue is tickling that sensitive spot under the tip of his penis. And I twist my head back and forth so that he can feel the glans rub along the inside of my cheeks. This boy is a fucker. He holds my head and slides his dick in and out of my mouth. I do not have to do anything other than perform my mouth tricks to give him maximum pleasure. My hands are free and I use them to give myself pleasure by feeling his chest and stomach, his arms, hairless balls and muscular butt cheeks as he tightens and relaxes them while fucking me. He is getting more aggressive and forceful so I hold one hand against his stomach to keep him from plunging too deeply. A friend of mine, an expert deep throater, gave travesti istanbul me this tip to minimize gagging: Just concentrate on how much you want the boy completely inside you — don’t worry about suffocating, it would be a good way to die anyway. In fact, when his dick is so deep into your throat that you can’t breathe through your nose, try inhaling his dick! Don’t exhale — INHALE his dick into you. It works! The boy is getting close to orgasm. His scrotum is drawing his balls up, his legs are starting to shake and his stomach muscles are tensing. He is twisting his head back and forth, his eyes are rolling around, and he’s making weird facial expressions. He is close! I don’t want him to cum yet so I back off and his dick pops out of my mouth. He looks down at me with a “what?” expression and keeps trying to poke his dick back in my mouth. I stand up, take him by the hand and lead him to the chair beside Ed. Here, Alfredo, sit down and rest a while and then we will continue. Wow! The boy said. Slowly his breathing returned to normal but his dick remained stiff and pointing straight up, glistening with my spit. Ed was staring at it and I knew that he must feel the temptation to reach over and grab it. I asked him if he wanted to do that and he gave me an angry look and turned away. He was disgusted. Ed turned to me and asked how I could possibly enjoy what I just did. I answered by saying that I really don’t know, but if you want to find out then you should try it himself. Now is your chance, I said. Ed looked at the boy’s dick and just shook his head. Then Ed asked Alfredo if my blowjob feels as good as fucking his girlfriend. Alfredo replied that he has not yet gotten a chance to fuck his girlfriend but James’ blowjob feels better than some of the girls’ pussies that he has fucked. Then he waved his dick at Ed and asked him if he wanted to try some. Ed shook his head and said no way, I don’t suck dick. So the boy pointed his stiff dick at me and said, �”rale, chupame la verga y te voy a dar mi leche. Te va a gustar. (OK, suck my dick and I will give you my cum. You are going to like it.) Alfredo opened his legs wide and I knelt down between them. I told him to just relax and let me do the work this time. I opened my mouth and took his brown rod into my mouth again. My saliva and the boy’s natural lubricant were flowing profusely so I gripped his cock as tight as I could with both my hand and mouth. When I came up and his dick slid out of my mouth I went back down causing his dick to force my lips open just like Alicia’s pussy would feel when he finally gets to fuck her. Then I start going up and down that way, faster and faster, letting his dick come out of my tight grip only to have to force its way back into the slippery pussy channel that I created. Alfredo started groaning and wreathing in the chair as if I were torturing him, torturing him with a pleasure like he had never felt before. Ed exclaimed OH MY GAWD! I kept it up, faster and faster, slippery saliva-lube leaked out of the pussy channel and ran down over the boy’s hairless balls. I held on to them with my free hand, stretching and massaging them. The scrotum was pulling them up tight. I know it won’t be long now. I felt back behind the boy’s balls, between his legs, found his anus and slipped my index finger inside. The boy gasped, raised his pelvis off the chair and held my head down forcefully. The first blast went right down my throat. Then I felt more shots as they traveled up his urethra and I managed to catch them in my mouth. His anus was spasming in time with the cum pulses, my index finger now on his prostate. Slowly Alfredo’s cum pulses diminished and his anus released its grip around my finger. I withdrew it with a final gasp from the boy. His breathing gradually returned to normal and his penis began to soften. I milked out a little more cum and rose to show it to Ed in my mouth. I licked my lips with Alfredo’s cum and swallowed it while Ed stared. Ummm, delicious Mexican boy cum! You don’t know what you are missing. Ed just shook his head, disgusted. Meanwhile, Alfredo had slumped back in the chair, spent, with a dazed expression on his face. Post orgasmic bliss. I also was spent but blissed out. I still had the taste of the boy’s cum in my mouth. I felt almost like I too just had an orgasm. Later at home I would jack off while reliving the experience in my imagination. In fact, I would have many more orgasms while remembering Alfredo and the fantastic blow job I gave him. Finally, Alfredo came back out of his trance and set up straight. Ed asked him if James’ blowjob felt as good as pussy. Alfredo replied that no, pussy is the best but James’ blowjob came damn close. Then Alfredo pointed at his semi-hard dick and asked me if I wanted some more. I couldn’t believe it — these Mexican boys are incredible. But I got down between his legs again and sucked his dick back into my mouth to milk out a few more drops of cum and initiate another blowjob. But the boy held my head down so that I couldn’t move and paused. Finally I knew what was about to happen — a warm liquid started to fill my mouth and it wasn’t cum. I started swallowing. It came faster and faster and I drunk it all. It was lemonade! Afredo was earning that extra five dollars! ……………………………………………………………………… …………. On the way back to the restaurant Ed asked me how much I enjoyed sucking the Mexican boy’s dick. Was it delicious? You bet! He leaked a lot of tasty juices before he even came. Then his jizz was sweet and there was plenty of it. You were right, that boy was full of cum. I can’t believe that you actually drank his piss — I was just kidding about that. Do you always drink their piss? No, that was the first time, but I wanted him to earn that extra five dollars. Did it taste like lemonade? No, it just tasted like piss. But I would take anything that came out of that Mexican boy’s dick and love it. You are really disgusting! A real perverted cocksucker. I can’t even imagine why you would get off on sucking a cock, especially a Mexican’s brown cock. And drink his piss! But that is what you wanted to see, right? You are just as perverted as me, and it shows. I pointed to a wet spot on his pants. You got so turned on by watching that disgusting act that you came in your pants! Ed didn’t say anything for quite a while. Finally he admitted that he was also perverted but what I did was over the top. Well, I told him, whenever you need to get disgusted again, just call me up, I will be ready to suck Alfredo or any other cute Mexican that you find for me. There won’t be another time he said. I do not need to witness anything like that ever again. Ed, could you please pull over for a minute? I have to piss real bad. (to be continued, maybe) ……………………………………………………………………… ………………………………… Please let me know if you are interested in reading another story similar to this one. Also, if you have sucked a straight Mexican boy please send your story to me so that I can post it in this series, giving you credit of course. If you want to remain anonymous, please tell me. Straight brown teen boys only, mutual consent, no abuse. Try to keep it real (no 14 inch dicks please). And if you can, please donate a little to Nifty for making this hoo
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