Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2011 11:16:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Roger Randel <rogerrandel5@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Straight Mexican Boys   Part 4

DISCLAIMER: Do not read this if you are underage or if it is otherwise
illegal in your area, or if the idea of a gay white man performing one-way
fellatio on a 16 year old straight boy does not appeal to you.  The boy was
of legal age at the time of my vacation several years ago but I do not know
what the Mexican law states now.

The conversations in this episode were all in Spanish and I translated them
for the English readers.


Sucking Straight Mexican Boys  Part 4

By Roger Randel      rogerrandel5@yahoo.com

Three days on vacation in Veracruz, three Mexican boys sucked, and still I
had not had a single orgasm!  Straight boys do not "return the favor."  I
considered jacking off in my hotel room to prevent a prostate explosion but
decided instead to find a gay Mexican man who would reciprocate, and
possibly could become the long-term lover that I had been seeking for so
long.  I went to a gay bar.

His name was Enrique, 39 years old, tolerably decent looking and not overly
nelly.  I took him to my hotel.  Unfortunately, but it should not have been
a surprise to me, the more naked he got the less horny I got.  He had a
classic case of sag-osis, wrinkle-osis and potbelly-osis.  Well, he was not
an athletic teenager, but then neither was I.  I turned off the light.

The sex was depressingly predictable.  We kissed.  He licked and sucked my
nipples.  He licked my belly button.  He licked my dick.  You know the
routine.  I finally got a semi-hard-on.

I took his dick into my mouth.  It was about the same size as Jacinto's,
the 16 year old cowboy that I sucked at the rodeo, although Enrique's
lacked the aroma of sweat and cunt juice.  Still, in thinking about
Jacinto, I drifted off into a sexual dream state in which I was sucking
Jacinto's dick again.  Thus, I was able to give Enrique a wonderful blowjob
and he came with a strong orgasm.  I did not swallow his cum though, not
like the time with Jacinto.

Finally, while I reclined on the bed with Enrique kneeling between my legs,
my (now) stiff dick got the attention it deserved.  This time I drifted
into another dream in which I was Jesus, the 15 year old straight boy,
getting sucked in Bob's garden.  I was feeling the blowjob that I had given
Jesus!  In just a few minutes, almost as fast as a teenager, I filled
Enrique's mouth with cum.  And he did swallow it.

Enrique gave me his phone number when he left.  He told me that the sex he
had with me was the best in a long time.  I did not confess that I really
was not with him -- I was with two very cute straight boys named Jacinto
and Jesus.

The next day I resisted the urge to go to Bob's house and subject myself to
the temptation of sucking another straight teenager. I did not want to
become addicted to it like Bob was.  Instead, I got on a bus and headed
down the coast to a fishing village where I spent the afternoon doing
normal tourist stuff, and at night I checked out the only gay bar.  The
pickings were slim and the men who were a bit attractive did not think that
I was.  I left after a few beers, feeling lonely and depressed, and headed
back toward my hotel, taking a shortcut through the town square.

The park was almost empty; just a few young couples smooching here and
there on the benches.  I was envious of the girls.  One of the boys even
had a stiffy in his pants as he was kissing and embracing his girlfriend.
I sat down on a bench where I could watch them from a discreet distance.
They were very cute, about 16 years old.  I then noticed a couple of women
on another bench who seemed to be watching them too.  They got up and
approached the couple on the bench.  The girl gave a final little goodbye
kiss to her boyfriend and left with the women.

The boy remained seated, probably waiting for his erection to subside.  I
could not stand it -- I walked over to his bench and sat down beside him.
He glanced at me and then looked straight ahead.

"Is that your girlfriend?" I asked him (in Spanish).  She is very pretty."

"Yeah, he said, but a lot of good it does me.  Her aunt and sister never
let her out of their sight."

"That must be very frustrating.  I see that she gets you very horny but you
can't do anything about it."

The boy flashed me a grin and then adjusted his dick in his pants so that
it did not stick out so much.  "Do you like the Mexican girls?" he asked
me.

"Yes, but I like the Mexican boys better, cute ones like you."

The boy gave me a startled look.  "Well, I like girls.  What can you do
with a boy?"  He poked his index fingers end to end like two stiff dicks.

"I can do this."  I stuck a finger in my mouth and pushed it in and out.
"Do you like to have your dick sucked?"

"I don't know -- it never happened.  I would let a girl do it though."

"Why not let me do it?  I would love to suck you."

"Yeah, and then what would happen?  I am not gay."

"Yes, I know.  You are straight and I am gay.  All you have to do is stick
your dick in my mouth and enjoy.  That's it."

I then reached over and touched the bulge in his pants.  He looked both
ways, nervously, but did not take my hand away as I fondled his stiff dick.

"OK, but how much will you give me?" he asked.  "You have to pay for
`verga' -- it is the custom."

"No, because that would make you a prostitute.  I will just give you the
pleasure of a delicious blowjob and you will give me the pleasure of
letting me do it.  An even trade."

The boy sat thinking about it while my heart was thumping in my chest and
my hand was rubbing his dick.  I was so horny for this cute boy I could
have paid him a hundred dollars if it were not for my concern about leading
him into prostitution.

"OK," he said.  "I know a place where you can suck me."

The boy's name was Antonio.  He was a high school student, played soccer
and was a jockey in the amateur horse races out of town.  Nice, slender
build, typical height for a 16 year old Mexican boy (quite a bit shorter
than me), medium brown skin and cute as could be.  I could not wait to get
his clothes off, feel all over his smooth skin and suck his stiff boyhood
into my mouth.  I could not believe my luck in seducing him.

We ended up at the pier and we walked along while he was looking at the old
rusty fishing boats tied up there.  Finally he stopped and, looking both
ways, told me to climb aboard one of the boats.

"Really?" I asked.  "Is it OK?"

"Sure, nobody will know. You can suck me here."

So, not feeling too sure about this, I climbed onto the old boat and he led
me around to the other side, behind the cabin.  The boat smelled of old
fish but the boy, when I got up close enough, emitted the aroma of a clean
and wholesome teenager, and (faintly) the girl's perfume.  I tried to pull
his T-shirt off over his head but he wouldn't let me do it, however he did
loosen his belt and unsnap the top button of his pants.  I knelt before him
and pulled his pants down to his ankles.  I buried my nose in the crotch of
his briefs and inhaled.  Ahhhh, the pheromones!  My dick swelled in my
pants at the thought of what I was about to do.  His dick was already hard
and wetting the cloth with precum.  This was going to be delicious!

But suddenly we heard a clunking sound and footsteps!  Antonio yanked up
his pants and I jumped up just in time to see two shadows coming around the
corner.  A bright light illuminated us.  I almost crapped in my pants --
two policemen, one with a pistol and the other with a rifle, pointed at us.

"Que hacen aqui (What are you doing here)?" they demanded.  "Face the wall,
both of you.  Hands over your heads, legs spread!"

We were both searched.  The cops pulled everything out of my pockets, my
wallet, my pocket knife and the key to my hotel room.

"Where are the drugs?  We know what you were up to."  One of the cops
started searching around us, in a roll of rope, under some crates and even
overboard, shining his light on the water.  The other cop kept his rifle
and flashlight pointed at us.

The boy was hauled roughly off of the boat and I was interrogated.  The cop
wanted to know why I did not have my passport with me.  I told him that I
left it at the hotel so that it would not get stolen should I be mugged.  I
imagined the scandal should I be taken to the hotel to show my passport.

"You are in big trouble, Gringo.  Dealing in drugs is a very serious crime
in Mexico.  Also carrying a weapon."  The "weapon" was my little pocket
knife.

"But the boy was just showing me the fishing boat -- I have never been on
one."  I was trembling with fear.

I could see the other cop interrogating the boy on the street below.  He
was poking him with his flashlight-baton. I came close to yelling at the
cop to stop abusing him but thankfully kept my mouth shut.

I was being threatened with a long time in jail.  I was in big trouble and
I was scared shitless.

Then the cops traded places and I got interrogated by the other to see if
my story and the boy's corresponded.  I stuck with the story that the boy
was just showing me a fishing boat because I had never been on one.  He did
not believe it.  I had no idea what the boy had said.

The cop drug me around to the pier side of the boat and told me to climb
down.  I saw the boy walking away -- they had let him go.

"Gringo," said one of the cops, "you have committed a very serious crime in
Mexico and we are taking you to jail.  You will be allowed to make a call
to your US consul before you are locked up."  My hands were cuffed behind
my back.

"Please don't take me to jail!  I did not commit any crimes!"

"I don't know how you are going to get out of this one, Gringo."

As he said that he was shaking my wallet at me in the sort of admonishing
gesture that one would ordinarily do with a finger.  And suddenly I saw how
I might get out of this one.

"Please, officers, I really appreciate the work that you courageous men do
in protecting society from the criminals.  Is there some way I could help
you out?  Maybe a contribution so that you can buy more bullets or
something?"

The officers conferred and then said that they would consider it.  Probably
I was not guilty after all, and they could use the help.  Totally
voluntary, of course.

"Go ahead, open the wallet," I said.  "I will donate it all to the War on
Drugs."

The cop looked in the wallet while the other peered over his shoulder.

"There is only 180 pesos in here (about $20 dollars)!"

"Sorry, that is all I have."

The cops stepped aside and I could tell that they were arguing.  I was
saying my prayers to all of the gods that I could think of.

"OK, Gringo, we are going to let you go this time.  But do not let us catch
you again doing anything suspicious."

They returned my wallet (without the money) and the key to my room but kept
my "weapon."  I was uncuffed and set free.  I strolled back toward my hotel
feeling more relieved than pissed-off, and planning to leave town first
thing in the morning.

I was walking down a dark street about a block from the hotel when I saw a
shadow move.  Someone was concealed in some bushes beside the sidewalk!  A
mugger?  I crossed the street and kept walking, faster.  I heard footsteps
running up behind me and turned to face my assailant.

"Hi, do you still want to suck me?"  It was Antonio.

"I would love to suck you!  Let's see if I can get you into the hotel.  So
why did the cops let you go?  What did you tell them?"

"Oh, I just told them that you were going to suck my dick, that's all."

The desk clerk was hesitant about letting me take the boy to the room.  I
told him that it would just be for a little while and he finally allowed
the exception to the rules.

Antonio started taking off his clothes even before I got the door closed.
I watched as he peeled off his T-shirt, shoes, socks and pants.  What a
beautiful boy!  Then he pulled down his underwear and stepped out of them
completely naked.  Wow!  His dick was standing up proud, the foreskin was
pulled back half way and his glans glistened with fluid already.

"Do I look OK?" he asked.  Silly question.

I stood him in front of the full-length mirror and he stared at himself
while I fondled him from behind.  He probably had never seen himself in a
big mirror like that.  I ran my hands over his body, feeling his strong
biceps, shoulders and abdominals -- soft, smooth skin with the hardness of
toned muscles underneath.  He watched in the mirror as I played with his
penis.

"You are beautiful!" I said.  "Your girlfriend is going to love it when she
finally gets a chance with you.  And I am going to love sucking you off."

I went and got a hand mirror from my backpack, handed it to Antonio and
turned him around facing the other way.

"Have you ever looked at yourself from this angle?"

He adjusted the mirror and stared.

"Wow!  It's like looking at some other guy.  I have never seen my back side
before."

"See, you are beautiful all over.  Now go lie down on the bed and spread
your legs.  I am going to suck your dick now."

Antonio's skin was brown, and his dick was a very rich, darker brown except
for the glans which was pinkish brown.  He was sitting on the bed, leaning
against the headboard, with his legs spread.  His stiff penis was throbbing
about an inch above his belly and he was ready to get sucked.

Since this was going to be the boy's first blowjob I decided to take it
slow and sweet.  I knelt on the bed between his legs and started by licking
his hairless balls.  I had them squirming in the sac and I knew he was
loving it.  Then I took my time licking his shaft from the base almost to
the glans, but saving that part for later.

His penis had swollen so much that it took on a reddish-brown color and the
veins were bulging.  The foreskin had drawn back past the ridge of his
slimy glans and I leaned in closer to take in the aroma of it.  It was
clean of any foreign odors like soap or pussy juice but rich with the
natural pungency of teenboy dick.

My heart was pounding in my chest at the thought of what I was going to do
next.  I had to adjust my own stiff dick in my pants before I could lean in
to suck the boy.

"OK, let me know how I am doing.  Since I have never sucked you before I do
not know how you like it.  If anything feels uncomfortable just let me
know.  If you want it faster, tighter, wetter or whatever then tell me,
OK?"

"Si, si, go ahead.  I will tell you."

Resting my hands on his open thighs for support, I leaned in, opened my
mouth wide and engulfed the end of his dick without touching it until my
lips closed tightly around the shaft behind the glans.  Then, sucking, I
drew the foreskin forward and over the glans with my lips.  I continued
that motion for a while, in and out, using the foreskin to slide over the
sensitive glans as he probably did when he jacked off.

With the boy's delicious dick in my mouth I was salivating profusely, and
he was leaking so much precum that the fluids were running down the shaft
and dripping from his balls onto the bed.  I grabbed the slick shaft with
my hand and jacked him slowly.

"How does that feel?" I asked him.

"Wonderful!  Don't stop -- suck me!"

The boy's foreskin was now fully retracted and the shiny glans was swollen
and red.  I tightened my lips as hard as I could, positioned my mouth
directly over the point of his penis and lowered my head slowly, causing
the tapered shaft to force my mouth open just as if he were penetrating his
virgin girlfriend's pussy for the first time.

The boy sighed and I knew that it felt great.

I took the boy in deeply now, until the taper was starting to cause me to
gag.  I wished that I could deep-throat, but since I couldn't I grabbed the
shaft of his penis with my left hand and worked it together with my mouth
to simulate a tight vagina -- in and out in a fucking motion.

Meanwhile, my right hand was busy playing with his smooth balls, rolling
them around in the sac and venturing further down between his hairless
thighs to stimulate the sensitive area between his anus and testicles.

I looked up into the boy's face -- his mouth and eyes were open wide as he
watched what was happening to his virgin dick.

I knew that I could take the kid over the top right away but I wanted to
prolong the blowjob for my own selfish benefit.  I sucked him slowly with
little licks on the underside of his pee slit, torturing him with pleasure.
With my hand now on his stomach I felt his muscles tightening and relaxing.
He was getting close.  His balls were drawn up almost inside him.  I backed
off of his dick and hovered above it with my mouth, waiting for him to cool
down a bit.

Suddenly, Antonio raised his hips off of the bed, trying to poke his dick
back into my mouth, but I cruelly did not let him reach it.  Poor boy -- he
was suffering!  He thrust again and again but I kept my mouth just out of
his reach.  Finally he grabbed my head with both of his hands, pulled me
down and pumped his semen into me.  One, two, three, four big shots, and
then a few more weaker ones until finally he relaxed down onto the bed and
I came off of his dick with a load of boy cum in my mouth.

I lied down beside him and relaxed, savoring the wad of delicious semen,
swallowing it little by little.

"Did you like that?" I asked him.

"Yeah, that was awesome!  Did you like doing it?"

"For sure, a lot!  You are a good suck.  Thank you!"

"I'm a good suck?  How do I compare to other guys you have sucked?"

"Well, your dick is stiffer and you shoot a lot more cum.  And it is
delicious."

"You like drinking that stuff, huh?"

"Yes, I guess that I do."

Antonio asked me if he could stay the night.  He explained that he was
staying with relatives while he was in school and that they locked the door
after 11:00 PM, and now it was about midnight.

How could I say no?  I went downstairs and asked the desk clerk to let the
boy stay overnight.  He asked if I wanted to switch to another room that
had two beds.  I said no, that one bed was enough, and paid him a little
more.  I guess he was used to this sort of thing.

When I got back to the room Antonio was almost asleep, naked on the bed.  I
took off all of my clothes and lied down beside him, caressing his smooth
teenage skin.  I rolled him over onto his side and slid down in bed until
his soft dick was even with my mouth.

"It's asleep now," he said, " but tomorrow before I go to school I will let
you suck me again if you want."

I said, "Just let me hold it in my mouth.  You do not need to get hard
again, in fact you can just go to sleep."

And with the cute teenboy's soft dick in my mouth, sucking on it gently,
milking the fluid that still seeped out of it, I took my time jacking off
to a wonderful orgasm.

I decided to extend my visit in that town.


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