Several years ago, I got a knock at the door and was pleasantly surprised to find one mighty fine looking young latino standing at the door. Normally, I don't answer the door, unless I know who it is, but couldn't turn this down. I opened the door to see what the young man wanted and when I say young, he was in his 30's being young to my 45. He was a man's man, but had that still young look about him. I greeted him and he asked me if I was Tom. He told me that Carlos and sent him over. The only Carlos that I knew was a FB of mine that had a wife and couple of kids and I couldn't imagine him outing himself and sending someone to my door. I asked him how he knew Carlos and was told that they work together and Carlos said he had met me at a bookstore and I had given him my address. Since Carlos knew that Edgar was bi and he wasn't interested in pursuing anything with me (yeah, right) that Edgar could take the address. So Edgar thought he would stop by to see what was going on. I invited him into my home since out of the corner of my eye I could see that he was slowly starting to come to life, so to speak.
Inside, I was blunt and asking him what he was looking for and he stammered around so I reached over to his growing hardon and slowly groped his groin. He just wanted some head as his wife refused to suck dick. I started working down his zipper and he came to life, I have never seen one person get out of their tight fitting jeans so fast in my life. There he stood with his manhood pointing upward, glistening on the head waiting for some relief. So what could I do but to help him achieve the release that he was looking for and gave him one hell of a blow job. Once he had emptied his nuts into my mouth, it was like we were long time friends, he calmed down and talked and talked. He told me he was looking for someone to mess around with because his wife didn't put out as much as she did in the past. He wanted to find someone that when the mood struck him, he could call and come over on his way home and get his dick sucked. Just some one to have sex with that didn't want a relationship or anything like that because he already had that with his wife. Sounded like a great deal to me, so I gave him my phone number and asked him to call before just stopping by because, I too had friends that came over and didn't need him showing up unannounced wanting to mess around. He was totally cool with that arrangement.
This arrangement was working quite well for me because every week or so, I would get a call and Edgar would come over to get blown then go on his way. He was really a very likeable guy. About three months into this, Edgar decides to push the envelope and starts groping my ass and saying how nice it was. He then ask the big question of, "Can I fuck you?" I told him maybe next time we would have to see. Well, next time came a lot quicker than every "week or so", it was three days later when he called. He happened to have most of the day off and was wondering if he could come over and spend some time. I knew what he was angling at, so said sure give me 30 minutes and come on over. In 29 minutes and 30 seconds, he was standing at the front door. He was in a particularly good mood, and when I would suck on him, it didn't take long for him to stop me so he wouldn't come. He was really pushing the limit on staying power. He finally asked the question of fucking and I said sure and led him to the bedroom. I knew as worked up as he was that it wouldn't take long once he started. We got undressed and saw each other totally naked for the first time, and it was good. He had a really wiry body and wasn't afraid to use what the Good Lord gave him. He wanted me on my back so, as he put it, he could see my face as I took the pounding that he was going to give me. He crawled in between my legs and started spreading them like I was some whore, pushing my knees back to my head and chest. He was definitely on a mission and was not gentle at all and started poking at my ass with his cock, hoping that it would fall into me. I finally had to reach back and with my own spit, lube his cock up, and aim it for my hole. The minute he felt the head slip in, he gave a final push and was all the way in. I jumped because I was expecting it all at once, so once he realized what he had done, he stopped shoving so I could adjust to the feel of his cock in me. He was in such a state of excitement that he had already started to sweat just getting to where he was. I reached up and ran my hand over his chest wiping up some sweat off him and started jacking my dick with it, all the time he is letting his cock rest in my ass. I couldn't figure out if he was letting my ass adjust to his cock or if he was resting so he would cum right away, but either way it felt great. Then when he reached down and grabbed my cock, the first time he had touched my cock, and started sliding in and out of me, I couldn't believe the feeling. Here he is pumping on my ass and jacking me off at the same time. I was so glad I finally gave it up to him. Long before I was even close to shooting my load, I see in Edgar's face that he is really close, so I grab him by the ass and pull him deep into me and that was all it took and he starts to explode in my ass. I squeeze my ass muscles as tight as I can on his dick and he is slamming into me with all he has, sweat dripping all over me, his face beet red, and he was blowing out as much air as he was shooting cum out of his cock. He pulled his cock out of me as soon as he was done, rolled over and promptly fell asleep. I got out of bed so as not to disturb him, pulled on my shorts and went out to watch TV while he slept. He only took a 15 minute nap and came out of the bedroom, dressed only in his boxers that had a very respectable tent in the front, looking for me. When I saw him with his goofy look, before he could say anything, I told him we were done for the day and put the hard on away and save it for another time. He smiled and said, so there will be another time? I told him "Oh yes, that was a hell of a fuck you put to me." He went back to the bedroom got dressed and on the way out the door, patted by ass and told he he would be thinking of all his cum swimming around in me and left. Being the nasty person that I am, I knew I would be keeping his load in me as long as possible.
This arrangement worked out very well and went on for a year or so, when one day in early June my door bell rang and it was Edgar with a younger man with him. I thought this odd because he always called before he came over and this day, no call. I invited him in and I know I had a puzzled look on my face, so he asked me if he could talk with me. What was I to say, "No." So I take him to the other room with the guise of getting some colas to see what is going on. He tells me that the young man is his son and just got here from Mexico for the summer. He just got out of school and didn't I remember that we had talked before that he had a son in Juarez. I was really confused and got even more confused when Edgar tells me that he told his son that I would give him a blow job. He knew that I wouldn't object since his nino was pretty cute, so when they talked about it, the son liked the idea of his first blow job. I am reeling wondering what the conversation looked like that a father and son would be talking about the father setting up a blow job for his son. This was not a conversation that my father and I ever had.
I then instantly had lots of questions the first being how old was he and got the answer of 18. Are you sure he doesn't look that old. Yes he is. My better judgement was losing out, and I thought, he is of age, he wants one, his father wants me to give him one, so what the hell, give him one. So I agreed. We went back into the living room and Edgar told his son that he would be back later and promptly left. I then launched into my questions of the son. First, what was his name. Jose, but I could call him Chepe, Pepe, or Jose, because his family called him all of those names. I never quite understood that, so just kept calling him "the Nino" and he seemed to like that. Next, what did his dad say about me, nothing other than he comes over once in a while and I suck his cock. Is he gay, no, he just likes everyone, men or women as long as it is good. Had he ever had sex before, yes, just with girls. Next, why was he coming over to me for a blow job, because the girls in Mexico would let him fuck them, but none would suck his dick. Why, because you don't wash yourself, no he is very clean and with that his jeans were at his knees so I could see his clean dick. His cock was about 5 inches and not tapered at all, just about 1 and a half inches wide from the sparse black pubic hairs to the head that was barely peeking out from it's skin. He pulls back on the skin to show me that even under the skin he is clean. I laughed when I saw his hard on and said he must not have cum for a while since his cock was so hard and he said no that he had taken care of himself an hour ago so that he wouldn't finish so quickly when he was at my place. I thought, geez, it must be nice to be hard enough to drive nails and had just jacked off an hour ago. So what is a person to do, but to complete the deed. I got down on my knees in front of him and slowly started licking his cock. I did this for about 2 minutes when he grabbed the back of my head and slide his cock into my mouth. He really liked it when he would slide it all the way in and I could stick my tongue out and lick his balls. His balls had very little hair on them and it was really erotic. He claims to have never had a blow job before, but he knew what he was doing. He would fuck my face for a while, then slide his slimed up cock all over my face while I sucked his balls. Everytime he would start getting close, he would pull out and slowly jack it in my face until he calmed down, then back into my throat. He did fine for 30 - 40 minutes and he pushed the limit too far. He pulled out of my mouth and just held his cock in front of my open mouth. I was thinking he would soon be stuffing it back into me and he was hoping the orgasm would pass, but it didn't. The first shot hit me in the eye before he got his cock back in my mouth and down my throat, filling me with his cum. When he finally released my head from his death grip, I licked off his cock while he jumped with every flick on my tongue and even licked the cum off his pubic hairs that was wiped off of my eyes. I could finally look up at him and like his father, was sweating like a pig and had the biggest grin on his face. He would mutter something in Spanish with each tongue swipe, but never pulled away, he just shook. I could tell he was one happy boy. He asked if he could take a shower before his dad got back which I happily agreed to if I could watch. He was beautiful and again, I couldn't help but wonder about his 18 years, he looked so young. He had just gotten dressed when the door bell rang and it was time to go. His dad wanted to know how it had gone and all Pepe would say was it was fine. I was really hoping to see him again.
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