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Ritch got out of the hotel and did some of the touristy things like visiting the National Museum of Anthropology. He enjoyed himself and cruised some of the guys there. He followed one into the bathroom but nothing happened beyond seeing the guys cock.
In the afternoon he decided to lie out at the hotel pool. He'd brought both board shorts and a very skimpy speedo. He wore both as he made his way outdoors. As he moved towards a lounge chair one of the waiters intercepted him and guided the blond to a spacious cabana.
The sexy Latin in a white uniform smiled and winked. "No want you to burn in the sun."
Ritch pulled off his shirt and dropped his board shorts. "Gracias." He returned the smile.
"Can I bring you something to drink?"
"That would be nice. What do you recommend?"
"I understand you have a favorite drink. I think we can provide that for you."
The waiter left and returned a few minutes later with a large, empty glass. With his back to the pool, he unzipped his fly and fished out a beautiful, brown, uncut cock. He held the glass just below the head and started filling it with his piss. When he finished he handed it to the blond. "Nice and fresh for you."
"Gracias." Ritch took a long drink. "How did you know?"
"A lot of us heard about the small, blond American. The puta who craves verga. I be back in a little while to jodete la boca y el culo." To emphasize he grabbed the blond's ass.
After finishing his drink, Ritch swam for a while. The water felt wonderful and relaxing. He wasn't paying attention to the people around the pool as he walked back to the cabana. A muscular Brazilian man in his late forties noticed the blond though. He watched the lithe form and beautifully round butt walk across the pool deck and disappear into the shade.
A waiter entered the cabana carrying a drink on a serving tray. The Brazilian glanced at his wife before returning his focus across the pool. With the sun in his eyes it was difficult to make out anything beyond the waiter still standing inside. Soon another worker entered the cabana and the shear curtains across the front were closed.
Ritch had laid face down on the lounge when he returned from his swim. He lifted his head and turned when he heard someone approach. The same smiling waiter stood with a tray in his hand.
"Fresh and compliments of our bartender." He set the glass on the table. "He'll collect his fee for that tonight."
The blond didn't need to smell or taste it to know he was being presented with more Mexican piss to drink. He practically guzzled the delicious nectar.
Soon another server entered the space and untied the shear curtains, drawing them closed. The first one unzipped his white work shorts and fished out his cock. Ritch had been salivating over it since he'd first seen it. The waiter grabbed the back of the blond's head and buried his dick to the hilt, savoring the feeling of the warm mouth around his cock.
"Suck me, gringo."
Ritch eagerly sucked the growing dick, enjoying the spicy flavor and musky aroma from being in the tight shorts.
The second waiter moved to the other side of the lounge. He gripped the blond's legs and spun him so he was lying across it. Pulling him up onto his hands and knees, he yanked down the tiny speedo. Pulling out his own hard cock, he leaned in and hawked several gobs of spit onto the exposed hole.
The pair knew they didn't have a lot of time. The guy using the blond's mouth wrapped his hands around the slut's head, forcing his six inch cock into the welcoming throat. At the same time the other one slid his rock hard seven inch meat into the waiting ass in one long, smooth shove. The two quickly setup a rhythm and spit roasted their bitch.
His moans were muzzled by the cock in his throat, but it gave a wonderful vibration to the guy. Ritch submitted to everything they wanted as they used his body hard and fast.
If the Brazilian man shaded his eyes from the sun, he could almost make out two people standing. His imagination filled in the rest as to what was likely happening. His cock strained against his swimsuit. He gently shook his wife's arm to make sure she was awake. "Isn't it about time for your massage?"
The woman looked at her phone. "It's close. I should go get ready. Thank you for reminding me." The elegant woman leaned in to kiss him. "Will you be remaining here?"
"Yes. I want to gets some more sun. I'll see you in our room after you're finished." As she walked off, he adjusted his cock and refocused his attention on the cabana.
The sounds of skin slapping filled the small space as the two Mexican studs pounded the throat and ass of their blond bitch. A string of Spanish insults came too fast for Ritch to understand any of them, but the more they used and degraded him the better he liked it.
The guy in his mouth was the first to reach his peak and with a stifled moan began unloading into the hungry throat. After the first, he pulled back letting the bitch taste his reward. Eight heavy ropes of cum filled the boy's mouth. For the last two, the guy pulled out and shot them across the blond's face.
This was enough to put the guy using his ass over the edge. He gripped the white ass tight and unloaded everything he had into the bitch. The pair high fived each other as they were coming down from their orgasm. As the first to cum was tucking away his cock, the other one pulled out of Ritch's ass and grabbed his head, shoving his cock in the open mouth. "Chupa, puta."
Ritch sucked the guy clean and reverently kissed the tip of the cock before it was put back in confines of the work shorts. He collapsed on the lounge chair with his speedo still below his ass. A pearl of cum visible at the exposed hole. As the two left, the blond dozed off.
The muscular Brazilian watched as the two workers left the cabana the small blond had entered. He was sure they'd had sex and he decided it was now his turn. Grabbing his things he made his way to the other side of the pool. The shear curtains were still closed. Looking both ways to make sure no one was paying attention, he slipped inside. As his eyes adjusted to the shade, they settled on the upturned ass. Two beautifully, succulent mounds of white flesh, begging to wrap around his cock.
He untied his swimsuit and hooked the waist band below his large balls. The dark ten inch meat sprung free and a drop of precum formed at the head. He let spit drop onto the shaft and slicked himself up before moving into position over the boy. The dark, muscular man lined up his cock with one hand and covered the blond's mouth with the other. He sank his thick shaft into the cum slick hole until he was grinding his pubes against the milky skin.
Ritch was startled awake as a hand covered his mouth. The moment of fear was replaced with ecstasy as he felt a long, thick slab of meat filling his ass. As his attacker bottomed out, the slut instinctively pushed his hole back, trying to get even more in him. He moaned against the hand and flexed his muscles to squeeze the large object in him.
The Brazilian removed his hand as the slut showed he'd offer no resistance. Pulling his immense dick out to just the head, he gripped the boy's shoulders and sank it back to the hilt. He was soon pounding away with long, hard strokes. As he predicted, the blond was hungry for cock and he was happy to give it. Part of him wished the boy would have struggled, but either way he was going to plant his seed in the bitch.
The man alternated his angle and speed, using the boy for nearly twenty minutes before his large balls signaled they were ready to release their gift. He picked up his speed as he used the whore. He wanted to roar as he came, but managed to keep quiet as his massive load filled the boy. Collapsing onto the small body, he ground his dick in deep to the hole he'd just bred. The man panted heavily as his sweat dripped onto the body below him. He happily let his dick soften inside the slut. Finally he regained his strength and pulled free, he grasp the blond's hair and roughly pulled the boy's face to his meat.
Ritch didn't need any further instruction. He eagerly swallowed the dark cock and sucked it clean.
"You would be popular in Rio. Many men would want to use a whore like you. What room are you in and how long are you staying?" The man demanded.
The slut gave the information and received a mild slap to the face.
"Good. I will come by your room at night if I can get away. I plan to use you a lot while I'm here. Kiss it once more before I go piss, my little whore."
The blond reverently leaned in and kissed the head of the large cock. "May I drink your piss, Sir?"
A smile turned up the corner of the man's mouth as he shoved his dick back into the boy's mouth. He held the blond head still and soon relaxed. A heavy torrent was unleashed straight down the swallowing throat. Some bubbled from the corners of the mouth and through the boy's nose, but the man didn't care. A bitch like this was meant to be used however it pleased men. Tucking his now soft dick back into his shorts, the man departed.
Ritch laid happily and exhausted, soon falling to sleep again.
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The hotel staff and the Brazilian stud kept Ritch happy and full of cum no matter if he was at the pool or in his room. After the first day at the pool, the bartender did show up to his room that night. The scruffy faced thirty year old man with a dense forest of fur on his chest casually walked into the boy's room when the door was opened. He made his way to the bed, pulling off his shirt on the way. As he sat and toed off his shoes, he picked up Ritch's wallet from the night stand. Removing all the cash, he dropped it on the floor like discarding garbage. Shoving the bills into his pocket, he pointed to the floor in front of him and barked out a command in Spanish. The slut didn't need a translator to know what was expected of him.
Ritch woke the next morning with the stud's morning wood still buried in his ass where it had deposited for loads before they'd succumb to exhaustion and fell asleep.
There was a text from his father to meet his parents in the hotel restaurant for lunch. The man's meeting broke early for the day and the couple would be going out with others that night, so they wanted to spend some time with their son.
Several servers paid special attention to their table. Ritch's mother commented on the waiter bringing her son the wrong drink. "I thought you ordered iced tea."
Ritch took a sip from the glass. "This is fine. They've been giving me these at the pool." He smiled and took another sip. "Probably better I drink this than get drunk on the cheap alcohol."
"It may be legal to drink here, but I better not find you drunk, Son."
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll just stick to this."
"But I didn't think you liked Arnold Palmers."
"I usually don't, but I like the way they make them here." As soon as his glass was empty, another was brought to him. The wink from the server made him smile as he sipped the piss and tea concoction in front of his parents.
To Be Continued
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