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Graduation from high school and turning eighteen meant new freedoms for the aspiring slut. He could legally get into adult bookstores and found new joys in spending hours sucking off guys through the gloryholes in the video booths or backing his ass up to the hole. He became friendly with a couple of the clerks and since he kept the customers happy and coming back to the store, he also earned the perk of occasionally kneeling under the counter and blowing one of the workers while they'd ring up customers.
Ritch's father had a business trip to Mexico City. The man was taking his wife and offered to let Ritch go or stay home. The slut jumped at the chance to be surrounded by Mexican men in the hopes of getting some uncut Latin cock while there.
The ride to the hotel through the city's traffic was harrowing and he was happy to be out of the car that was sent to pick up his father. Ritch went to grab his own luggage but his father insisted the hotel staff take care of it. The man was rather indignant about it. "It's their job to carry all this, not ours."
Ritch rolled his eyes and proceeded to ogle the beautiful guy loading up the luggage trolley.
Check-in didn't take long and the group was soon on their way to their rooms on the upper floor. His parents had a luxury suite and Ritch had a comfortably large room a few doors down the hall. He called to his father as they separated to go to their rooms.
"I'm gonna take a shower before we do anything."
"That's fine. We're going to lie down and rest for a bit. Let's meet at six and we can decide what to do for dinner." The older man slipped his son some cash to tip the hotel worker.
"Sounds good, Dad." Ritch turned to follow his bellhop to his own room.
Once inside, the worker set down the boy's bag and walked to the window to pull open the sheer drapes, giving a marvelous view of the city.
Ritch toed off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, dropping it on the large bed. He popped open the button on his pants and considered pulling down the zipper too. The bellhop eyed the blond with interest. Closing the distance with the Latin stud, he handed the guy the cash his father gave him. Glancing at it, he saw it was only a five dollar bill. He got his wallet out and handed the guy an additional twenty dollars.
The blond turned away from the worker, unzipped his pants and pushed them down, quickly stepping out of them. He stood with his back to the stud in nothing but a black jockstrap perfectly framing his tight ass. He looked over his shoulder and smiled that the guy hadn't moved to the door yet. The bulge in the guy's uniform pants looked a little bigger. Moving to the bed, he knelt on the edge with his ass pointed towards the guy.
A hand tentatively ran over the smooth white skin. When Ritch looked back again, the bellhop was rubbing his crotch through the pants. The guy glanced at the door, his watch, and returned his focus to the white ass being offered to him. He slowly pulled down his zipper and reached into this work pants.
Ritch turned while the guy continued to rub his ass. He helped the Latin stud pull out his uncut cock. As soon as it was free, the blond wrapped his lips around it, shoving his tongue under the foreskin and tasting the incredible flavor of the guy he figured was not much older than him. The moan and rapidly hardening cock drove the slut to work that much harder to please the guy.
A pair of hands grasped the back of the blonds head and the fully hard cock was rammed down the cocksucker's throat. He enjoyed how aggressive the guy had turned and hoped he'd be as enthusiastic on his ass.
The slut pulled off the spit lubed cock and turned to offer his ass, but the guy shook his head. "No time to fuck now. I be back tonight. Chupa mi verga, Puta."
Ritch jumped off the bed and dropped to his knees as the bellhop sat on the bed's edge. The slut eagerly sucked the good size dick as the guy moaned his pleasure.
Sooner than the blond wanted, he felt the cock push deep into his throat as the guy began to unload his tasty cum.
The slut did manage to get a mouthful of the sweet nectar and nursed on the edge to get every last drop he could. Soon though the guy pushed him off and stood, straightening his uniform.
"Gracias, Puta. I come back tonight and fuck you good." The guy turned and walked out the door.
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Dinner with his parents was a boring affair. They were joined by two other couples that would be attending the same meeting his father was in town for. When they finally returned to the hotel, he was thankful to be back in the quiet of his room.
"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Ritch's father only sounded mildly interested.
"I'm going to check out some of the museums nearby. I'll also asked the concierge for suggestions on what to see."
"Don't get into any trouble. Remember it's a foreign country. Do you need any money?" The man pulled two hundred dollars from his wallet and handed it to his son.
"Yes, sir. I'll make sure I'm good. "
"We'll see you tomorrow night for dinner." His parents entered their room as Ritch headed for his own room.
It was about eleven at night when he finally decided to go to sleep. He guessed something came up or the bellhop changed his mind about coming back to fuck him. Stripping naked, he pulled back the blankets and laid uncovered on the plush bed.
The slut was in the middle of an erotic dream of getting his ass fucked when pressure on his back woke him. A hard cock was sliding along his crack trying to gain entrance to his hole. He didn't care who it was, but without even spit it wasn't going to slid in easily. He reached for the lube on the nightstand and squeezed some into his hand. Reaching back he slicked up the shaft and guided it to his waiting hole.
The guy slid his cock in and didn't stop until it was buried deep. He setup a rapid fuck as the sound of slapping skin filled the room.
Ritch figured it was the bellhop from earlier, but didn't care since it was a hot fuck. Even better since he woke in his hotel room to find someone naked in his bed. He pushed his ass back to meet each thrust, and squeezed his muscles around the pounding shaft.
The fucker didn't have much stamina and all too soon was moaning as he unloaded. Once he was done, he collapsed onto the small blond, breathing heavily.
The blond enjoyed the pressure on him as the guy's full weight pressed down and the still semi hard cock filled him.
Finally the guy pushed himself up and crawled off the bed. He headed for the bathroom and Ritch followed.
With the light of the bathroom he confirmed it was the bellhop. The guy reached for a washcloth at the same time Ritch bent over and swallowed the cock, sucking all the leftover cum from the beautifully brown skin. The guy leaned against the counter and moaned as the slut did his work. Only after the blond pulled away did the guy wash off his cock. Turning towards the toilet, he pulled back the foreskin and let a stream of piss go.
Once again, Ritch quickly bent over as the stream blasted the side of his face while he moved in to wrap his lips around the cock. He greedily drank the piss as the guy watched in shock and fascination, repeatedly calling him a puta.
The guy was dressed and gone quickly and Ritch settled back into bed happy.
As Ritch was finally dozing off again, the sound of keys in the door got his attention. He pretended to be asleep as another unknown person entered his room. The click of the door latching was barely audible. Listening carefully he thought he heard the sound the clothes rustling. His excitement made it difficult to keep his breathing steady.
Soon he felt the bed move as someone climbed on. He started to move as if waking up. A hand clamped down over his mouth as the weight of someone pushed down on his body.
Broken English got his attackers point across. "No make sound, no get hurt."
Ritch felt his own cock go rock hard at those words. As the guy lined his dick up with the still cum lubed hole, the slut pushed back.
The newest guy to take the slut's hole moaned as he bottomed out and felt the tight confines pulsing around his meat. He kept his hand on the bitch's mouth as he pumped into it starting out slow. The guy was soon pounding the slut hard and calling him names Ritch had never head.
With a roar the guy dumped his load into the bitch. When he pulled out, unlike the first guy, he grabbed the blond and dragged him to the bathroom. He sat on the closed toilet and pushed the blond down onto his cock demanding the slut suck him.
Ritch eagerly cleaned the guys cock, glancing up at the guy. Not as handsome as the bellhop, but looks didn't matter.
When the guy thought his cock was clean enough he held the bitch still. The sigh and muscles relaxing was an indication of what was to come. A heavy stream of piss hit the back of the slut's throat as he began to swallow feverishly. Looking up at the man again while drinking his piss, the guy spit on the blond's face.
Finished with the slut, the guy dressed and headed to the door. "Gracias, Puta."
The blond collapsed on the bed fully satisfied and slept well the rest of the night.
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Light streamed in through the windows as Ritch buried his face into the pillow to get a little more sleep. He was face down and naked, his favorite way to sleep. After the visits during the night he didn't both moving when he heard the door open followed by the slight sound of a tray and dishes rattling.
What finally got his attention was a hand slapping his ass cheek hard. That was followed by him being grabbed and dragged to the edge of the bed. His latest visitor spit a couple times on his exposed hole, lined up and rammed in balls deep on the first shove. The slut loudly moaned his pleasure and pushed back. It felt like at least eight inches of Mexican cock was buried in him.
The slut attempted to turn his head to see who was fucking him, but a hand pressed down on his head, forcing it against the mattress. It was a hard and fast pounding, just the way the blond loved it. Someone using him to get off and nothing more.
It only lasted about five minutes before the guy was breathing hard and his thrusts became erratic.
The blond was disappointed when the guy pulled out before cumming. He turned to see the stud stroking his cock as it blasted a large, thick load of cum across a plate of food on the tray that had been brought in. Ritch enjoyed the sight of the thin, good-looking Latin stud.
When the guy was satisfied he'd covered the bitch's breakfast with as much cum as he could shoot he moved back to the bed and forcefully grabbed the blond's head. He shoved his cock in the waiting mouth and issued one command. "Chupa."
Ritch sucked the cock clean and felt it starting to harden again when it was pulled free.
The guy reached for a tall glass on the tray and held it under his cock. He smiled at the bitch as his piss began to fill it. When he was done, he handed the slut a slip of paper to sign. Turning, he promptly left the whore to enjoy his cum covered breakfast.
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As Ritch walked through the lobby towards the exit, he noticed some of the male staff staring with little smiles and occasionally heard the word puta. He nodded and smiled back each time.
He stopped at the concierge desk to ask about things to do. As he waited, he swiped across the screen of his phone to check it for ideas the concierge probably wouldn't make. There were plenty of gay hits in the city.
All he knew was he was going to have one hell of a time while he was there.
To Be Continued
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