Date: Sun, 28 Mar 2010 22:15:01 EDT
From: davidesanchez18@aol.com
Subject: The Vampire Chronicles: Latino Lust

The Vampire  Chronicles: Latino Lust by David  E. Sanchez
Copyright 2010  dsanchez.

S'up  every body!  First of all thanks to  everyone who made Dominated in
the Bathroom a hot spot!  Much love for all y'all!  Here is another story
form yours truly...  hope u like it.  I got the idea  after seeing a commercial
for New Moon, but this is a different spin on the  whole vampire thing, at
least I think so... Feel free to email me at _davidesanchez18@aol.com_
(mailto:davidesanchez18@aol.com) .  Also check  out Dominated in the Bathroom if you
haven't already.  Trust me you'll like it... LOL
The club was rockin' since  it opened at ten, but the real fun wasn't set
to start until around one in the  morning when the dancers hit the poles and
music really got jumpin'.  Carlos had only heard about the place  before,
but he'd never been there.  From what he heard, Latino Q was the hot spot for
young, Latino guys to  party on a Friday night.  Everybody  seemed to know
about it, including his boys, who as far as they went, were all  straight
and into gettin' pussy then braggin' about it the next day.  Yet even they
knew about this place,  this strange club that only guys went to... that was the
part that caught Carlos's  attention.  How he never knew about  it was a
wonder to him, but now he did and he didn't want to forget it.
He made up a story about  how he got the flyer card when his boys asked
what he was doin' with it and  after they told him about it, he pretended to be
disgusted and threw the flyer  away, but when they were gone, he took it
back.  He wanted to have fun the way his boys  had with girls and Latino Q
seemed like the right place for it.  He was nervous about goin' at first, but
Carlos wanted to check the club out.  He made sure he put together the right
look which meant a street kid,  kind of thug look, but with style... lookin'
at the flyer, the club was for his  type of crowd... urban street kid with an
underground secret... he knew that crowd  well.
Carlos couldn't count how  many times he heard about one of his boys eatin'
 pussy in a car or fuckin' some  girl in a bathroom stall while people
waited on line to piss, or one of them  gettin' head in a corner somewhere in
whatever club they were in at the time...he  remembered it all, beatin' off to
all the macho straight boy talk of his  homeboys when they weren't around.
Carlos had stories too, but his were all made up from what he heard other
people talkin' about `cause he had never done much with any girl.  The
closest he ever got to doin'  anything was a quick blowjob once, and the night
his boys took him to Scores to  celebrate his birthday.  They  chipped in and
got him a couple of lap dances from one of the dancers that was  feelin' him
already from earlier in the night.
One of his boys went first  as Carlos watched from the table with his two
other friends.  They all gawked and stared, shared a  laugh or two as the
Latina princess grinded her ass on their friend's lap and  shoved her tits in
his face.  She  flirted with him the way she was supposed to, makin' his
Puerto Rican, dick so  hard that when he walked back to where they were, the
front of his saggin' jeans  was tented.  They all laughed and  slapped hands
with him, excited to see their friend turned on so much.  Even Carlos got in
on it, strarin' at  his boys crotch like he was impressed with her skills...in
reality he was  impressed by the size of dick in his boy's jeans...
One by one his friends all  went, savin' Carlos for last because he was the
birthday boy and they wanted to  torture him and his balls before they let
him loose to enjoy himself for his  birthday.  Carlos didn't mind `cause
they were always doin' dumb shit like that when it came to each other's
birthdays, and besides...he was enjoyin' starin' at each of their crotches when
they walked back to the table, examinin' each of their hard dicks tenting
their  jeans... that was the real fun.
When it was his turn,  Carlos pretended to really want it and let the
dancer bring him over to the  chair each of  his friends sat in  while she
grinded and teased them. They all got up to watch `cause they knew  Carlos was new
to it all... he nodded at them with a smirk and sat back.  The girl smiled at
him, said something  in Spanish and then told him in a flirtatious way to
just relax and let her do  the rest.  Carlos licked his lips  while his boys
hooted and cheered him on.  He bit his lower lip as the girl started movin'
around in front of him,  all around him, and on his lap.  He  stared at her
tits, her smooth skin body and the way she moved  over him... it was hot to
watch with his  boys standin' around starin' at the action, but Carlos wasn't
turned on by any  of what she was doin'.
Out the corner of his eye,  he peeped his boy Luis grabbin' his crotch and
shakin' it.  Carlos looked over and they shared a  small laugh... no doubt
his boys were makin' jokes or sayin' somethin' perverted  to each other while
they watched the action.  Carlos ain't care... Luis's bouncin'  crotch was
enough to get somethin' stirrin' in his jeans.  The girl groped his crotch
and Carlos's  dick got even harder.  He smiled,  knowin' it wasn't because
of her, but she thought so which made her get into him  more.  She turned
his friends on to  no end which made them stay hard which kept Carlos hard... it
was a good  night.
Carlos remembered how they  jumped up and down on him the whole walk home,
wantin' to smell his fingers  since he was the only who got to see and feel
the girl's pussy, not `cause he  wanted to, but `cause she put his hand on
her pussy when she moved her thong  over to show him it.  He rubbed her
clit and fingered her until she came, the front of his shirt and his jeans
still  had proof of it.  She told him to  come back anytime, but Carlos knew he
would never be back there... he didn't want  to go in the first place, but
his friends made him... Latino Q was different  tho'...no one had to force him to
go, he wanted to.  He ain't have to worry about Luis,  Javier or Jose
finding' him there `cause it wasn't a place for them.
The place was dark; the  music was so loud he could feel the vibration
under his feet as he walked.  Everywhere he looked, there were guys  grindin' on
each other, kissin' up on each other, drinkin' and havin' a good  time.
Most of them were hot, young,  Latinos like Carlos... a well blended crowd of
Puerto Ricans, Dominicans, and real  light skinned Caribbean boys, his age
and not more than twenty eight at the  other end of the age line... a lot of
them were shirtless, showin' off smooth,  slender, athletic, muscled bodies
that glistened with sweat and water from one  of the many mist machines
spraying the crowd every few seconds.  Some sported tattoos while others had
shaved heads or long hair and every style in between... it was paradise.  Carlos
swallowed the lump in his  throat...he was nervous, excited, but he walked
deeper and deeper into the  club.
Heads turned as Carlos made  his way through the crowd; sometimes guys blew
kisses at him or smiled.  He bumped into a few bodies, ready to  apologize,
but every time, the guy he bumped into just smiled and gave him a  look... A
few feet ahead of him, a smooth skinned, short, dark haired, Puerto  Rican
guy wearin' only a black mesh thong that showed his dick, trimmed pubes,  and
balls perfectly through the see through fabric, grinded his body around
inside a small cage.
His body was slender  without a trace of fat on it... his light brown toned
nipples pierced and as hot  as the rest of him.  Their eyes met  for only a
few seconds, but it was enough for Carlos to decide that he liked  this kid...
they looked to be around the same age too.  Carlos especially liked the way
he  grinded his crotch and rolled his waist back and forth...opening and
closing his  legs with every move he made, lifting his legs in the air and doin'
all sorts of  sexually charged dance moves that attracted the attention of a
group of men  whose hands were everywhere on his young body.
Carlos felt his dick  growin' in his jeans as he stared at the guy.  The
kid smiled at him, lickin' his top  lip slow and on purpose as he thrust his
hips backward to waitin' hands and  dollar bills.  Across the dance  floor
was more of the same in three other cages that came to life one by one as  the
music beats thumped hard... bouncin' off the walls and floor.  Carlos was
turned on by all of it, but  especially this kid in the cage, he couldn't take
his eyes off of him, his deep  brown eyes... the way the light swirled to and
from him, sporadically lightin' up  his cage in time with the D-Jay's
beats and showin' off his seductive  glare.  Carlos couldn't help stare  at the
soft, thick, dick sittin' behind the mesh material or the balls beneath
it, wantin' attention or the trimmed pubes that sat above them... all hot and
wet  from the dancin' and overall atmosphere of the club.  Carlos moved closer
... the kid's dick had  to be at least five inches already and it wasn't
even hard and it was cut...  something different for a young Latino guy and it
drew men in... even  Carlos...
The kid smiled when Carlos  got nearer, performing it seemed only for him
now even tho' there were other  guys... hotter guys, Carlos thought... all wantin
' a piece... "S'up Papi?" A male  voice sounded at Carlos's side.  He
turned to see a tanned, shirtless guy, his body cut with muscles that showed he
 worked out.  His smile was hard to  resist... so was the shirtless,
chiseled body that was in front of him.  Before Carlos even knew it, his eyes was
checkin' out this guy.  His black  boxer-briefs showin' out the top of his
saggin' jeans made Carlos want to know  what was between his legs.
This guy too wore a  baseball cap turned to the side like Carlos... only his
was black.  He had a tattoo across his throat, one  on each arm and one
around his navel of a guy bent over with his legs apart... the  guy's navel was
the tats backdoor hole and it was open for business.  Carlos's jaw dropped a
little...  "His name is Alejandro..." the guy spoke  with a Dominican accent
and a sly grin.  He rubbed his hand across his abs, playin' with his navel
with a finger  like he was fingerin' the guy painted on his body.  Carlos
watched, feelin' his dick twitch  again... "And he is Alex..." he nodded toward
the cage.  "I am Raphael and he is the best dancer  we have here..." he smiled
again.
"I can see that..." Carlos  told him, lookin' over at the cage that held
Alex.  Alex smiled again seductively and this  time Carlos smiled back.
Raphael  took a step closer to him... "Can I buy you a drink?"
"Aiight..." Carlos took a  breath.  Raphael  smiled...
"This way," he told him and  Carlos followed him through the crowded dance
floor, both of them disappearing  among the hot, male bodies on the dance
floor.  Carlos peeped Alex a few times watchin'  him move across the space,
lustin' for his return and Carlos would be happy to  do so...his dick jumped
again.  A few  guys smiled at him as if they sensed it, noddin' at Carlos as
he went by.  Carlos nodded back.  Raphael handed him a goblet with an aqua
colored liquid and a small umbrella and took a glass with a reddish brown
liquid  for himself.  He smiled and put the  glass to his lips.  Carlos sipped
 his drink through a straw.  "Do you  dance?"  Before Carlos could answer,
 Raphael took his hand and pulled him to the dance floor.
At first Carlos was out of  place, surrounded by nothin' but guys grindin'
and dancin' sexually with other  guys `cause he'd been used to goin' to
clubs with girls and doin' that kind of  shit with them... this was different,
real different, but it was what he knew he  wanted.  He moved a little to
the  music, Raphael moved in front of him a lot more freely... "Relax Papi, it'
s good  no?" Raphael smiled.  He moved  closer to Carlos, put his hands on
his waist and pressed his body lightly  against his... and smiled.  Carlos
felt every part of his body respond to Raphael's touch and it liked it.  He
took more of his drink and slowly  began getting' relaxed and movin' more and
more freely to the music.  He even put his arms around Raphael in a  way so
that they danced really close... Carlos too wore saggin' jeans and when
Raphael's hands went around to his back, he felt them beneath his shirt on top
his boxers.
By the time he was done  with his drink, he was shirtless and gettin' into
the music and the hot guy  grindin' up on him.  Carlos wasn't  embarrassed
by his body `cause he was fit... not nearly as fit as Raphael, but he  held
his own somewhere in between Raphael and Alex.  He let Raphael feel his
chest, down the  sides of his body, his back and even his ass... the one part of
him everyone  noticed `cause of perfectly round and muscular it was... he
always got  complimented on it even within his own family... he definitely had
looks to go  with it... deep brown eyes, full lips, and short dark hair he gelled
so that the  top was spiked and the sides shaved down, but visible.  He also
had cuts in eyebrows that formed  a pattern of slits along the dark hairs...
he was hot, but he never made a big  deal of it.  He was a pretty boy  thug...
the sweetest of his boys and at nineteen, the youngest.  Carlos had a nice
dick too... eight inches  when he was hard, thick and uncut, large balls and a
dark bush... behind him, his  hole was tight... virgin still even tho' he
lusted to have somethin' fill it...  somethin' belongin' to a hot ass guy like
the one he danced with.  He also wanted to know what it felt like  to do a guy
... there; he was a virgin too...
The song changed from a  techno beat to a remix of some song by an artist
Carlos didn't know, but it  didn't matter `cause he was fully involved with
his business on the dance  floor.  Bodies brushed against his  and on a
number of occasions, Carlos felt hands on him... Raphael turned him  around and
pressed his crotch against Carlos's ass, grindin' it deep against him  so
that Carlos could feel his hard dick easily...could feel his Latino flesh,
against his back... could feel Raphael's hands exploring his body from his
shoulders to just beneath his boxers where his jeans started, held up by a white
leather belt... but Raphael managed to get past it somewhat to feel the
beginnings  of his pubes and the head of his dick... he was hard and there was no
hidin'  it.  Raphael's lips brushed the back  of his neck, his shoulder and
finally... the side of his neck.  He licked and flicked his tongue against
Carlos's skin, kissin' him and suckin' his flesh so much that Carlos obeyed
when  he was ordered to tilt his head back against Raphael's  shoulder.
The music thumped harder...  Raphael's hands explored Carlos's body
aggressively as his tongue and mouth  explored Carlos's neck.  Carlos  reached his
hands back to Raphael's ass, bringin' his body as close to his own  as he
could, feelin' the hard dick pressin' between his ass cheeks.  He couldn't
take it and turned his head  so his lip met Raphael's in a strong Latino kiss,
their tongues dartin' around  their mouths playfully.  Another guy  came
over and tried to get in on it, but Raphael shot him a look and he backed
off.  Another tried and again  Raphael forced him away.  Carlos  looked to the
cage for Alex in the middle of it all, but he was gone, but just  like that...
he appeared out of nowhere, standin' by the bar watchin' Carlos and
Raphael... a drink in his hand.  He  sipped and walked toward them, just as Raphael
spun Carlos around, pulled him  close and started in on his neck again,
then kissin' him strongly on the mouth  again.
Alex walked up behind  Carlos and ran his hands down his back.  Carlos knew
Raphael was goin' to force him away, but instead he spun him  around again
so that he faced Alex.  Breathin' hard, feelin' horny as hell and hard as
hell, Carlos stared at  Alex.  He was in a pair of saggin'  jeans, no
underwear, and a baseball cap flipped backward... a black one like the  one Raphael
wore.  He was  shirtless.  Without sayin' nothin'  he got close to Carlos
and started grindin' up on him, dancin' in time with the  new beat as his
crotch thrust against Carlos's wantin' crotch... his hands  explorin' Carlos's
chest and abdomen so seductively that Carlos's nipples grew  ever harder
than they already were.  Behind him, Raphael squeezed Carlos's ass... massaged
his lower back as his  mouth sucked on his neck.  Alex  brought his mouth to
Carlos's left nipple and bit gently... sucked... and sucked...  and sucked... bit...
 licked... sucked... over and over again.  Alex slipped his hands behind to
Carlos's ass and groped him just as Raphael's hands reached around and roped
his  dick... two sets of hands, feelin' him up in the middle of the dance
floor while  others watched and were turned on, made Carlos's dick drip
precome.
Alex took a deep breath,  his eyes rollin' in his head as he went down
further on Carlos's body.  He licked upward from just beneath his  navel to his
neck and turned around, pressin' his young, small, round ass  against Carlos'
s achin' dick and still behind Carlos, Raphael's achin' dick  pressed hard
against his butt.  Carlos moved his hands to Alex's crotch... he too was
hard and without any  underwear on, his dick was easily exposed beneath the
jean material sittin' low  on his hip bones.
"Do you like him?" Raphael  whispered in his ear and despite the music bein
' loud, Carlos heard him.  He nodded.  Alex turned around and faced them
again.  Raphael wrapped his arms  around Carlos's waist and held him.  Again
others tried to get involved and again Raphael forced them  away.  He held
Carlos's whose  breathing was fast and deep... his arms at his sides.  "Do it
..." Raphael ordered Alex.  Alex went down to his knees and opened  Carlos's
belt... unzipped his jeans... undid his  button...
"Wait, hold up..." Carlos  protested.  He'd never done anything  like it
before and was suddenly aware of all the eyes on  them.
"Don't worry... you'll like  it..." Raphael told him.  "Do it..." he  ordered
Alex again.  Alex obeyed and  in one move had Carlos's boxers and jeans
down, exposin' the eight inch, uncut  dick ripe with thick amounts of precome
that drizzled down every time his dick  twitched.  Alex stuck his tongue to
catch the clear line of pre jizz that slowly made its way toward the dance
floor, instead it formed a pool on Alex's tongue, sendin' the nineteen year
old  into a horny frenzy... but he wasn't the only one... all around guys were
lickin'  their lips wantingly... even those still dancin'.  Alex follwed the
line of pre jizz up to  its source and took Carlos's thick dick in his
mouth, bobbin' his head back and  forth as he took the whole of it in... suckin'
every inch of it in a perfect,  tight vacuum that was his mouth.  Raphael
held Carlos tightly so he couldn't move... he was bein' forced to  take the
blow job in the middle of the club... but he found he liked  it.
Alex knew how to suck a  dick and he sucked Carlos's dick from tip to base,
not lettin' an inch of it  escape his mouth as he drew it down his throat...
"Aghhhh, ughhhh...ughhhh..." Carlos  moaned.  It was his first guy on guy
blow job and he fuckin' loved it...fuck where it was happenin' or who was
watchin'... he wanted it... "Ughhhh, mhmm, aghhhh.....aghhhh...mhmmm..." he moaned
again,  this time `cause Raphael held his throat with one hand as he shoved his
wet  fingers up Carlos's virgin hole.  He  teased it first, then sent the
first one in which sent shivers up Carlos's  spine, but the second one made
him weak in the knees and the third nearly made  him convulse... "AGGGHHHHHH...
..." He cried out when he felt his balls swell up hard  and he shot jizz down
Alex's throat while Raphael's three fingers continued to  thrust in and
out of his wanting hole.  He'd never come like that before... there was so much
and with such force  Carlos thought he wouldn't be able to stop...
"You wish to come with us  Papi... I know a place we can go," Raphael
whispered as Carlos's spent body still  felt the effects of what just happened.
Alex stood and smiled, stayin' close to Carlos and keepin' others away  from
them the way Raphael had.  "Let's go," Raphael ordered them.  Carlos fixed
his clothes as best he could and followed behind Raphael  while Alex
followed behind him.  They made their way out a side door to a waiting black car a
few feet  away in an alley.  "Get in," Raphael  ordered.
"Wait, where are we going?"  Carlos asked.
"Away from here... the  sooner, the better..."
"You should listen to him,"  Alex walked around Carlos and got in the
front passenger seat.  Carlos swallowed.  Their sense of hurry was
uncomfortable,  but he opened the back, right side passenger door and got in.  Raphael
started the car and just as the  door to Latino Q opened and a group of men
came out, they pulled  off.
They drove down the  Manhattan streets headin' uptown it seemed like to
Carlos, but he couldn't be  sure `cause the lights were all blurry as they
sped away.  His head was still spinnin' from the  dance floor, but his dick
throbbed for more.  He felt a little light headed... figurin'  it was just the
side effects of the massive jizz explosion he had... but he  couldn't be sure.
 It came and went  at first, but when the car made a sudden turn, Carlos
thought he was goin' to be  sick...The car seemed to speed up as the blur of
lights got blurrier.  The last thing he saw was the darkened  river and then
everything went black.  He sporadically opened and closed his eyes each time
seein' something  different from the night sky, to Alex's face, to Raphael'
s face, to a room lit  with candles... he was lost to it all.  He was aware of
his body and the strong heartbeat he carried  tho'...
Carlos felt himself  standing... barely... but he was and there were hands on
him, taking off his shirt...  strippin' him bare so that he was completely
naked.  There were hands all over him... his naked  body pressed against Raphael'
s naked body.  He opened and closed his eyes again and Alex was naked,
sittin' on the  bed with his legs spread apart, his dick hard between his legs.
Carlos felt a mouth on his neck again  and his body movin' toward the bed...
toward the naked Latino waitin' for him... "Go  to him..." Raphael's voice
told him.  Carlos obeyed as Alex stroked his nearly equal sized, cut dick in
front  of him.  Alex stood so that his dick  was in the face of Carlos.  "
Take it  in your mouth..." Raphael ordered.
Carlos had never sucked a  guy's dick before, but it was there and he couldn
't resist it... when he did,  Raphael held his neck and demanded he suck Alex
's dick... and so he did.  He was better at it than he expected,  knowinin'
what to do and how to do it already.  Above him Alex moaned deeply, convulsin
'  when he released his wad down Carlos's throat for the first time.
Carlos was surprised at how good it  tasted, he'd always heard how girls
complained about a guy's come taste... but he  liked it... it was sweet.  The
dizziness was overwhelming now... his heartbeat really strong.  His head pulsed as he
forced his eyes  open again long enough to see Alex suckin' his dick again.
 His eyes closed and opened a few more  times... everything kept changin' on
him...
"Ughhh, ughhhh, ughhhh...  yeah...oh... mhmmm...fuck me... yeah fuck me," Alex
said in a breathy whisper.  Carlos hadn't even realized his dick was  inside
Alex's hole or that he was thrustin' deep inside him with Alex's legs
wrapped tightly around his back to draw him in more... but he was there and he was
feelin' it.  He thrust hard and deep  inside the hole... his Latino dick
feelin' the inside of another guy for the first  time in his life and that shit
felt mad good to him... "Aghhhh, aghhhh, fuck me;  fuck me Papi... yes harder,
harder..." Alex called out, squirmin' beneath Carlos as  he pounded his
little ass as hard as he could.  He looked around, but Raphael had gone...  he
swallowed and closed his eyes again and when he opened them again, Alex was  on
his stomach and Carlos was poundin' his ass hard and  furiously...
"You like it don't you... he  has a great ass doesn't he..." Raphael
whispered in Carlo's ear.  He sucked his neck from behind while  Carlos fucked Alex
deep and hard.  He didn't even consider that a minute ago Raphael was not
there and now  he mysteriously reappeared... his focus was only on the ass his
dick was in... the  ass that held his dick a sexual prisoner of lust and
pleasure...  "Don't worry; it will hurt a little..."  Raphael whispered again and
then...
"UGHHHH!" Carlos cried out...  "Fuck, aghhhh... aghhhh....mhmmm..." he groaned
as the eleven inch, thick dick that up  until that moment, had been a
prisoner inside Raphael's jeans now opened his  virgin hole for the first time.
There was no ease about either... Raphael shoved it in and fucked his ass  as
he fucked Alex's ass.  He pushed  his Dominican dick deep inside that virgin
ass, forcin' Carlos to take all of it  inside his tight hole... and Carlos did
... and he liked it... "Ughhh, ughhhh..." he  moaned, the middle part of a hot,
all male, sex sandwich... and he took the meat  as well as he gave it.  He
sweat  like crazy... the heat generated by gettin' his virgin ass pounded was
great and  it caused massive sweatin' even in the crack of his ass.  He had
his eyes closed again feelin'  every little bit of the three way sex he was
havin'.  His body took everything each of the  other bodies gave it... it went
on for hours... each of them givin' dick... gettin'  dick... suckin'... gettin'
sucked... they came so often that the room smelled of come...  well used
Latino ass...thick, frothy dicks and hungry, horny  mouths.
Carlos's felt Alex's hole  squeezing his dick for all it was worth, holdin'
 him in place as he was again  his back, his legs on Carlos's shoulders and
all the way on either side of his  head while Carlos continued his dick
push ups.  There was a sudden wave of dizziness  again. Carlos's breathing
changed as Alex drew him deeper and deeper into him  and Raphael drove deeper
and deeper inside him.  He felt himself losin' control in the  intensity of it
all and then there was the sudden urge to come again  and...
"Mhmmm..." he moaned, tryin'  to breathe as his balls swelled up again.  He
looked down at Alex who was again squirming and convulsing  uncontrollably,
feelin' Carlos's swollen dick inside of him.  He twitched and rolled his
head from  side to side, his eyes were closed, but when they  opened...
"Ughhhhhhhhhhh!" Alex  moaned loudly in what was more like a growling
scream than a sexual cry out... his  eyes seemed to Carlos to glow a bright copper
color... his white teeth slightly  changed... Carlos couldn't be sure what was
happening and then he was suddenly  drawn backward by Raphael's strength,
unable to resist or fight against it.  His head was tilted to the side and
Raphael's mouth was on the exposed side of his neck in one smooth motion...  "
Aghhhh....aghhhh..." he moaned, unsure of if he was feelin' pain or pleasure;
he  just knew it felt good... it felt right.  His dick was still inside Alex
and Alex grinded down on it until they  both came without havin' to touch
their dicks and then... in a single... seductive...  hot... sleazy moment... Alex
brought his mouth to Carlos's body... the spot on his leg  where his thigh met his
crotch... and again Carlos whimpered as he felt the same  thing there as he
was feelin' on his neck...
Carlos didn't know how long  it went on, but he felt a small smile stretch
across his face right before the  room went black.  He pictured only  the
two, hot Latino guys takin' his body anyway they wanted and they could have
him... he wanted them to...  He woke  later in the early morning hours while
Alex and Raphael remained naked and  asleep in the big bed.  Carlos was  sore...
tired and when he looked in the mirror he noticed the two small holes on
his neck and the other two on his leg...