Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2013 21:24:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Terry Tradders <terrytradders@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys  Part 5   Aldama

Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys Part 5    Aldama
by Terry Tradders    terrytradders@yahoo.com

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.


Aldama


I always tell gringos not to drive in Mexico after dark because of the
police and other banditos, not to mention the chance of getting run off of
the road by an oncoming truck.  But here I am at night in the middle of
nowhere on a narrow, potholey, windy road trying to get to any place where
I can spend the night.

It had been five years since my last trip to Mexico, five long years since
I had the dick of a cute Mexican boy in my mouth.  For five years I have
been with a boring lover.  Well, that came to an abrupt end when he found
the secret folder in my computer.  Hundreds of images of naked dark-skinned
youths with their uncut, hardons pointed provocatively at the camera, and
many photos of white men sucking them.  In a fit of womanly rage he threw
the computer off the second floor balcony, so I grabbed the case of his
precious stamp collection and threw it in the fireplace.  He pulled it out
in time but the computer was ruined.  What really upset him was that his
macho image of me was shattered.  We tried to go on for a while after that.
I fucked him dutifully while imagining that I was with a Mexican boy,
sucking him.  Who knows who he was with in fantasy land.

Finally a sign ahead, an arrow pointing to the left, Aldama 2 KM.  I
circled the central square of the little town, a very traditional, charming
colonial park, with a kiosco in the center, lots of flowers and big trees.
People were chatting on the benches, others strolling around the perimeter.
Not a tourist in sight.  I would never have discovered this little town on
purpose but here I was.  A little girl was begging her mother to buy a toy
from a man who was dragging about 20 wheeled ducklings behind him.  A boy
was peddling balloons -- it looked like they could have lifted him up into
the sky.

Teen-age Mexican boys and girls everywhere.  The boys in blue jeans and
long-sleeved cowboy shirts, some in boots and some in tennis shoes, some
with cowboy hats and some in baseball caps.  The girls all dolled up,
pretending not to look at the boys, giggling.

I pulled into a hotel close to the square.  The place looked economical and
fairly decent.  Before I checked in I asked the night clerk if it would be
permitted to have a visitor in my room.  He asked if it would be a man or a
woman.  I answered a boy.  He said OK, but if the boy spent the night then
I would have to pay extra, and he would have to be out of there before the
owner arrives at 8:00 in the morning.  She is very strict, he said.  Night
clerks pick up a lot of tips that way.

By the way, all of these conversations with Mexicans were in Spanish.

Across the street from the square was a row of taco stands.  I went from
one to another asking for chicken tacos but they only had beef.  The only
chickens in Adama were the ones across the street in the park.  I bought an
order of beef tacos and a Corona and sat on a bench in the park to eat and
watch the boys.  A couple of girly gay boys walked by.  They glanced at me
and I ignored them.  Then I noticed a young man was watching me, nice
looking but he must have been 24 or so.  The way he was posed, leaning
against a tree with a thumb under his belt, fingers close to the bulge in
his jeans, I figured that he was looking for a pick-up.  He caught my eye,
smiled and came over to stand by the bench.  Whussup? he said.  That turned
out to be the only word in English that he knew. Whussup? I answered.

He had a very handsome face, almost too handsome, and his sculpted muscular
body was well displayed by his expensive Spandex shirt and tight designer
jeans.  His black hair was combed back Steven Seagal style with lot of
gel..  He looked totally out of place in this town of Mexican cowboys.  I
instinctively knew that this guy wanted something from me and that I
probably would not want to give it to him.  I kept my attention on the cute
Mexican boys.  A couple of pretty girls strolled by, also on display, the
boys stopped their horsing around to gawk at them.  Straight Mexican boys
-- I was so horny to suck some brown dicks.


If you are looking for action in this town, then forget it, Spandex said.
If you get too close to one of those girls you would get shot by a
trigger-happy relative.  Same thing goes for the boys so I would be careful
if I were you.  I've been here a week visiting my parents and I can't wait
to get back to Tampico and some pussy.  He passed his hand over the bulge
in his pants and I could not help looking at it.  Yeah, he said, I could
sure use some loving about now.  He rubbed his dick again.  What about you,
Gringo, you horny too?  Want some action?

I knew that this guy had me pegged as a puto, a queer.  But I had him
pegged too, as a mayate, a professional hustler of gay men.  The expensive
clothes, the posing, the attitude gave him away.  I decided to play along
with him a while.

Yeah, I said, I am horny too but not for pussy.  I like to suck dicks.

Well, you are in luck, Gringo, because I have a big Mexican chorizo
(sausage) for you!  Since there are no girls available I will let you eat
it and the huevos (eggs) too.  He rubbed his dick again and I could see it
was swelling in his tight designer jeans. Just 1000 pesos and its yours.

That was about $100 dollars!  Ridiculous, but I know that some rich homos
actually pay that amount of money to the mayates.  Anyway, I told them that
I would love to suck him but I could not spend that kind of money for dick.
He said, look, this is quality meat here, big, stiff and full of cum, a
real man's dick.  I can get 1000 pesos easily, even 5000 pesos sometimes,
but for you I will give you a real bargain, just give me 800 pesos and you
can have my Mexican verga in your mouth.  I ignored him, hoping he would go
away.  He told me what a great suck he was, all the putos said that he was
a great suck.  Look, he said, outlining his dick with his fingers, 20 cm
long and plenty thick, all for you.  I knew that he did not have 20 cm but
it was pretty big and my mouth started watering.

I told him that I do not like big dicks, they are too hard to suck.  I like
small ones.  He assured me that it would fit in my mouth just fine, but
dropped his price to 400 pesos, about $40 dollars.  And he would even get
completely naked for me and let me feel his big muscles.  I told him that
men with big muscles scared me and that is why I prefer boys who are not so
developed.

Spandex looked totally frustrated.  He glanced at the boys that I was
staring at and then told me that he knew those boys and he would set me up
with one for just 200 pesos, about $20 dollars.  But before I could say no
he whistled at them and three boys came walking over.  They were all cuter
than hell.  Hey, Spandex said, anybody want a free wowie?  A tall boy in a
cowboy hat, about 17, asked what is a wowie?  Spandex laughed, you kids
don't know what a wowie is?  Wowies are great!  And my gringo friend here
has one to give away!  The boys looked interested and very curious.  A boy,
about 16 with baseball cap, thought it might be a puppy.  The other boy
speculated that it was some kind of electronic game.  A pudgy boy came
walking up and said, I know what a wowie is.  It's a mamada, a blowjob.
The gringo sucks verga.

All four boys looked at me.  Yeah, said Spandex, my gringo friend loves to
suck boys' dicks.  He is a real expert at it.  I let him suck mine and it
felt almost as good as fucking a pussy.

You sucked his dick? Cowboy asked me.  I just smiled.  Well, no way are you
going to suck mine.  My woman takes care of my dick.  Yeah, agreed baseball
boy, no man is going to suck me.  The 14 year old said he fucked girls and
did not need a queer to suck him.

Hah! said Spandex.  The closest thing to pussies that you guys know is your
right hand.  Spandex made a lewd jacking motion.  And you, talking to the
14 year old, don't even have hairs yet.  Yes I do the boy said, a bunch.
Spandex told the 16 year old in the baseball cap that he probably could not
even shoot cum.  Yes I CAN! said Baseball, highly offended, I cum a lot!
Anyway, said Spandex, you guys are just a bunch of queers if you aren't
macho enough to get your dicks sucked.

Fuck you, said Cowboy.  You are the queer, at least you dress like one.
The boys turned and walked away.  Baseball threw Spanex a finger.  Spandex
decided that he better keep his mouth shut.

I went back to the hotel, kinda pissed off at Spandex for fucking things up
but feeling a little bad about shooting him out of the saddle.  Oh well, I
would get some sleep and tomorrow I will find a cute boy on the coast who
would let me suck him. Too much discretion is needed in this ranch town.  I
took a shower and went to bed in my boxers.  But about an hour later I was
woken by a knock on the door.  The night clerk told me that a boy was here
to see the gringo.  I went to the lobby and saw the baseball boy, the cute
16 year old, peering out the door, nervously looking both ways down the
street.  I took him to the room.

I asked him if he had ever been sucked before.  He sad no, this would be
his first time.  I tossed his baseball cap on the bed, got down on my knees
and removed his tennis shoes and socks.  Then I had him stand facing the
full-length mirror.  Behind him, looking over his head, I reached around to
unsnap the buttons of his cowboy shirt and pulled it off of him.  What a
beautiful boy!  He had medium brown skin, very smooth and hairless.  He
stared at himself as I felt his upper body, complementing him on his
developing muscles.  He made fists and doubled his arms at the elbows to
make his biceps bulge.  I squeezed them, hard as rocks under his padded
adolescent skin.  He said that he had to work a lot around the ranch.  His
nipples and areolas were a little puffy, not uncommon in adolescent boys.
I flicked his nipples with my fingers and they got erect.  I was very
pleased with this young Mexican boy.

I loosened his belt and unbuttoned the fly of his jeans.  They dropped to
the floor and he stepped out of them.  He wore old-fashioned tighty
whities, the kind that mothers bought for their sons.  His calves were a
little hairy but his thighs were perfectly smooth.  I pulled down his
briefs and got them off of him.  Now he was completely naked and I got my
first look in 5 years of a real, live Mexican boy's dick.  Ummm, I could
hardly wait!  It was swollen but not hard yet, the foreskin still covered
the glans.  His dick was brown, exactly the same color and shade of the
rest of his body.  He had a thick patch of pubic hair with very
well-defined edges, not a hair straying outside of that little forest.
With my left arm hugging the boy tightly from behind I could feel his heart
beating against my chest.  I slid my right hand slowly down his chest and
stomach.  He stared as it approached his dick.  And then when I wrapped my
hand around the swollen shaft he gasped, his whole body stiffened and his
jaw dropped in surprise.  His heart started beating faster and I felt his
dick expanding in my grip until it was standing stiff and proud.  The
foreskin still covered the glans and a drop of fluid was oozing out of his
urethra.  I held a finger under the tip of his dick and the slimy fluid
slid off onto it.  I held it up to his mouth but the boy shook his head and
then he watched incredulously as I raised it to my lips and tasted it.
Ummmm, the essence of a straight Mexican boy!

I got down on my knees in front of the naked boy.  First I had to test the
aromas.  I approached the thing with my nose and carefully sniffed it.  The
vapors were strong, a little too strong even for me.  I took him into the
bathroom for a shower.

I love to bathe teen-age boys.  I got him wet and lathered him up with
plenty of soap.  I shampooed his short hair, and then washed him from head
to foot, sliding my hands over every square inch of his perfect little
body.  I even reached in between his ass cheeks and washed his hairless
anus and balls.  I saved his stiff penis for last. It was still standing up
stiff and springy, not a bad size for his age and stature.  I was glad to
see that his foreskin was still covering the glans.  I turned on the water
and rinsed the soap off of his body before pulling back his foreskin and
washing his glans with just the pure water.  I hate to ruin the natural
flavor of a boy's dick with soap.

I had him stand naked again in front of the mirror.  Boys this age love to
see themselves naked.  I turned him sideways so that he could watch while I
sucked him.  Kneeling before him again I slid his tight foreskin back
behind the ridge.  His wet glans was the same color as the rest of his
body, a beautiful, uniform brown, and slimy fluid was leaking out of the
urethra again. Holding his dick, I wet my upper lip with his juices, right
under my nose.  Ah, the pheromones!  When I suck a boy I like to get the
full effect.  I teased him a bit by licking that very sensitive spot just
below the urethra, making his dick jump up and down.  He tried to stick it
in my mouth again and again but I kept dodging it and going in for another
lick, torturing the poor kid.  But I was just as impatient to have his dick
in my mouth as he was to put it in me, so I let him stab me, plunging it
deeply inside.  I then kept my lips tightly around the shaft and with
 my profuse saliva and his natural lubricant proceeded to give him his
first blowjob.

I will never forget my first blowjob -- the man's mouth was so hot and so
tingly!  It excited me to know that this Mexican boy was enjoying that
intense pleasure.  The boy's legs started trembling, he would cum soon.
But just then there was a knock on the door and the boy panicked, yanked
his dick out of my mouth, grabbed his clothes and ran for the bathroom.  I
opened the door and there was the night clerk with ... guess who?  the
cowboy!  Here is another visitor for you, the man said.  Just remember he
has to be out of here before the owner arrives at 8:00 AM.  Cowboy stepped
inside and I shut the door.

Is Gabino here? he asked me, his mom is looking for him.  I told him no.
No?  He pointed at the bed, then who's cap is that?  Cowboy pounded on the
bathroom door and yelled with a deep macho voice, OK, WE KNOW YOU ARE IN
THERE.  COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP.  YOU ARE UNDER ARREST !

Fuck you, Juan, go away! said the baseball boy.  Cowboy tried to push the
door open but baseball had it blocked.  They struggled for a while, the
door opening a little and then slamming shut repeatedly.  I thought fuck,
this ruckus will get me kicked out of the hotel!  Finally Cowboy won with a
mighty shove and there was the baseball boy, naked with his swollen dick
shiny with my spit.  Cowboy dragged him out of the bathroom and told me to
finish him off because his mother was worried about him.

Gabino sat down in the chair, sheepishly covering his dick with his hands.
I knelt on the floor in front of him but could not pry his legs apart.
Cowboy had ruined everything.

OK said Cowboy.  No problema.  He started unsnapping the buttons of his
cowboy shirt.  Suck me instead.  .  But you said that Maria takes care of
your dick, said the baseball boy.  Yeah, said Cowboy, but she does not suck
dick.

When Cowboy took off his shirt I was amazed at his physical beauty.  I am
usually pretty good at guessing what a boy's body looks like under his
clothes, almost like I have X-ray vision, and I knew Cowboy would be a good
one with those broad shoulders, narrow waist and erect posture, but I was
totally blown away this time.  I have rarely seen a young man as perfectly
formed as him.  His brown skin fit him so tightly that I could see every
muscle of his shoulders, pectorals ...  I must have been wrong about his
age but when I asked him he said that he was 17.  OK, a 17 year old man.
He radiated a sexy masculinity without even trying.

Cowboy wore a wide leather belt which was tooled with a design of cattle
brands.  Cowboy was a real cowpoke.  He unfastened the buckle of his belt
which was in the form of a horseshoe, unbuttoned the fly of his jeans and
they fell to his ankles.  I knelt down to help him take off his boots but
he said he had no time for that.  He slid his boxers down and said, OK,
suck me.

So there he was, naked except for his boots and cowboy hat.  I paused for a
minute to admire him and contemplate what I was about to do as his dick
inflated in jerks.  The pink, wet glans, sliding out of the foreskin, was
not very big, not even as big as the baseball's, but the amazing thing was
the diameter of the shaft where it met the man's body.  This guy had a dick
made for insertion in a small hole and a root made for stretching it wide.
My own asshole clinched up in fright at that thought.  What a taper!

I leaned in to test the aroma.  He was pungent with a mysterious muskiness.
I asked him when he had last fucked his girl and he said about an hour ago.
Should I take a shower?  I tested the powerful scent again.  No, you are
fine just as you are.

I am not particularly fond of the taste and smell of pussy juice, but I
have probably savored, indirectly, more pussies than most straight guys
have.  This girl's juices, mixed with the Cowboy's excited me tremendously.
Probably it has to do with my obsession with straight boys; I mean what
better proof of a boy's heterosexuality could there be?

OK, the cowboy was in a hurry so I did not mess around with foreplay.  I
smeared his slimy glans and pre-cum under my nose and went to work.  As I
sucked him I imagined what it would be like to be his girl and have this
macho boy-man on top of me, fucking me with that tremendous tool.  I have
never actually wanted to be a girl but I have envied them.  She would be
hugging his smooth, naked, muscular body while he plunged again and again
into her.  Her pussy would be expanding and contracting along the tapered
shaft, driving her wild with pleasure.

Suddenly, with a groan, the boy-man flooded my mouth with cowboy cum.  He
took some deep breaths, calming down, while I swallowed his cum, then
pulled his magnificent penis out of my mouth and said, OK, suck Gabino now.
We have to go.

The baseball boy now had a stiff erection.  His legs were wide open,
inviting me.  It did not take me long to finish him off.

I went with the boys to the lobby to give a tip to the night clerk.  The
boys carefully checked to see if the coast was clear and then darted off
down the street.  They had not asked for any money but they got what they
wanted.  And so did I.

..............................................................................

Terry Tradders      terrytradders@yahoo.com

Please let me know if I should continue writing.

If you also have experience in sucking straight Mexican boys, and feel like
writing an episode for this series then please send it to me and I will
include it, giving you credit of course.  Please stick to these guidelines:

To fit in my series it would have to be about Mexicans although other brown
Latin Americans might be accepted.  Teens only.  No abuse either way,
verbally or otherwise.  Straight boys only.  Oral only with no
reciprocation.  Based on true experiences only.  No exaggerated dick sizes.
Keep it real.

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