Date: Sat, 2 Feb 2013 02:56:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Terry Tradders <terrytradders@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys   Part 1   Zipolite

The Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys  Part 1   Zipolite
by terry tradders     terrytradders@yahoo.com

This is about straight Mexican teens who let gay men fellate them.  If this
theme does not appeal to you or if it is illegal to read this in your area,
or if you are not old enough, then please back out now or proceed at your
own risk.

I live in the US but have been spending my annual two week vacation in
Mexico, each time sucking an average of about 5 new straight teens plus
some boys again from previous visits if they are still cute and young
enough.  It is easy to talk straight Mexican boys into letting you suck
them and I have sucked at least a hundred of them by now.

I asked my shrink why I have this compulsion, I mean why would a grown man
get down on his knees and use his mouth to bring a straight Mexican boy to
orgasm?  He thinks that maybe it is because I did not bond with other boys
during a critical period of my youth.  He said that there are many ways
that boys bond with each other, in sports for example, and that it is
common that boys get together to compare penis sizes and see who can
masturbate to orgasm the quickest, squirt the most semen, shoot the
farthest, etc.  I did not know that boys did this until he told me.  So
maybe I am still trying to bond with boys by taking their boyhoods into my
mouth?

When I was a young boy I was such a shy loner that I did not have any close
friends, not until I met Lorenzo when we were 12.  He was a son of the
Mexican family who worked for the neighbors across the street from us.  I
loved Lorenzo and we had a lot of fun together, riding our bikes, climbing
trees, swimming in the irrigation ditches, well things that boys do.  It
broke my heart when my mother made me quit running around with him.  "What
will the neighbors think?  A Mexican?"  My parents, like many white people,
considered Mexicans to be (excuse me) niggers and treated them like that.
I cried and cried when I lost Lorenzo, my only friend.  It was like he was
killed in an accident.  I am still mourning him.  My shrink thinks maybe I
am trying to rectify the abuse of the Mexicans by humiliating myself and
the entire white race in the degrading act of fellating them.

If anybody is actually reading this maybe he could tell my why I love to
suck straight Mexican boys.  Maybe he loves to suck them too, or would like
to.

I sometimes like to try the flavors of the boys in different areas of
Mexico, and now I am going to tell you about Zipolite and the boys I sucked
there.  Zipolite is a beautiful beach on the southern coast of the Pacific
which acquired some fame as a nude beach.  This was my first visit there
and I did not know what to expect or how willing the boys would be in
letting me suck them, but I had learned that usually the boys in the warm
coastal regions tended to be quite horny and willing.  I changed into a
bathing suit as soon as I checked into my cabin and headed for the beach to
check out the eye candy.  Most people were wearing shorts or bathing suits
but there were enough naked ones to stimulate my hormones. Unfortunately
hardly any of the teens were naked.  There were quite a few foreigners who
let it hang out, probably Europeans, Canadians and gringos, many in their
mid 20's and some quite beautiful.  And some Mexicans too, probably mostly
from Mexico City.  The locals probably would not get naked in public but
they were accustomed to seeing the tourists like that.  But what caught my
attention were the surfer boys.  They were wearing very low slung shorts
and were exactly my type, brown teen boys.  I sat on the sand and drooled
over them.  I had not had the dick of a Mexican straight boy in my mouth in
an entire year and I could not wait much longer to enjoy one.  I vowed to
suck at least one before the day was over.

Some of the boys had boogie boards, sort of a short surf board.  They were
favorites for doing tricks like spins and flips.  Besides being cute as
hell these young Mexicans were very athletic and talented.  Some of them
put on fins and paddled out to the big breakers to try and catch a wave.
Others stayed along the shore, running along the sand, flopping on their
boards and using the incoming wave like a ramp.  They could shoot high up
into the air that way, do a flip, and when lucky land back on the board.
Then they would be washed up onto the beach right in front of me and I
could admire their beauty up close.  My mouth was watering for their dicks.

I saw a loose boogie board come washing toward the beach without its rider.
Its owner was way out in the breakers and swimming hard to catch up with
it.  I grabbed it when it reached the beach to keep it from being dragged
off by the current again.  Finally the boy struggled out of the water,
still wearing his fins, and waddled up like a duck to get his board.  He
was absolutely beautiful, about 15 years old.  Nice rich, brown skin,
smooth as could be.  No body hair that I could see except for a little on
his lower legs.  His surfer shorts were sagged so low that another inch and
his dick would be visible.  I felt like yanking them down right there.  He
was breathing hard and sat down to rest beside me.  Gracias, he said, for
catching his board for him.

By the way, all of my conversations with the Mexicans were in Spanish.  I
can speak it fairly fluently after so many trips to Mexico.

Wow, I said, you guys are really good on those boards.  We were watching
the boys do their tricks right in front of us.  Yeah, he said, we spend a
lot of time in the water.  I told him that it showed in their physical
bodies, so trim, so strong and agile.  And these abdominals?  I reached
over and ran my hand down his smooth chest and over his flat belly (I would
have gone lower if we were not on a public beach) .  Yeah, he said,
boogieing is good for the whole body.

One of my seduction tricks is to complement the boy on his physical beauty.
They love to hear that.  Actually they are all narcissistic at that age
when their bodies are suddenly changing from boys to men.

Just then a couple of cute Mexican girls, about 18 and wearing very skimpy
bikinis, walked by right in front of us.  The boy's head locked on like a
radar dish and followed them down the beach.  I asked him if he liked those
girls and he said he would fuck them in a second if they gave him a chance.
Oh, I said, have you already fucked a girl?  Of course he said, I am 15.
Then he asked me how I liked Mexican girls and I said that they were real
cute but I like boys better.  He looked at me, rather shocked, and said you
like boys?  Yeah, I told him, cute boys like you. He said well I like
girls, what can you do with a boy?  So I answered that I can suck their
dicks, that I love sucking the dick of a cute boy like him.

He said he would let a girl suck him but not a man.  I asked him if a girl
had ever sucked him and he said no, he just fucked them.  I asked him when
was the last time he had a chance to fuck a girl and he said about 2 months
ago.  That's a long time I said.  You must be very horny.  Yeah, he said,
and nodded toward his dick which was obviously springing a boner.  So I
said you must have to jack off pretty often then.  No, not that often, just
3 or 4 times a week he said.  Some of my friends do it every day.  Well, I
said, you should try letting a gay man do it for you, with his mouth.  Gay
men like me are experts, we love to suck boys and can make it feel a lot
better than jacking off, maybe even better than fucking.

He sat there a few minutes thinking about that until another cute boy,
about 17 came out of the water with his surf board.  My boy whistled to him
and said you want to get your dick sucked?  The kid laughed and said to him
sure any time you want to do it, and lewdly lined the dick in his shorts
with his fingers.  No not me, said my boy, this guy likes to suck dicks,
pointing at me.  The boy laughed and said to me that the boy sitting beside
me loves to get his butt fucked.  He then continued walking down the beach
in his flippers.  Hey yelled my boy, where are you going?  Down to the
other end of the beach where the waves are better he answered.  My boy
jumped up and without saying good bye ran after his friend with his buggy
board.  He caught up with his friend and they both looked back at me.

That kinda scared me.  You should not come onto a boy like that without
knowing the local customs and laws.  They probably would spread the word up
and down the beach that I was a queer and I did not know what that might
lead to.  I went to a restaurant, a little worried about my indiscretion.

Later, after dinner and at sunset I walked down the beautiful beach,
looking at the incredible clouds lit up by the last rays of the sun.  I was
passing some big rocks at the west end of the beach when I heard a pssst
and there in the shadows was my boy with his shorts pulled down enough for
me to see his dick.  He backed up further into the shadows of the rocks,
motioning me to follow him.  I did of course and there he was waving his
peter at me.  You like this? he said in Spanish.  I said that I did.  I
approached him and he stood there while I felt him all over, his taut teen
skin, so soft yet so firm, the strong muscles of his arms and shoulders,
the smooth chest and belly.  The top of his head was about the level of my
chin, short like most of the boys in the area, however he was still
growing.  The boy was perfect and I was so ready to suck him.  I suddenly
realized that there was somebody else in there!  It was the other boy, the
17 year
 old.  Hurray!  I was going to get to suck two boys!

I got down on my knees and started to pull the boy's shorts down but he
held on to them.  Come on, I said, I want you to be naked.  Why, he asked,
you can suck me with them on.  What if someone comes along?

The other boy said, don't worry, I will watch out.  And he moved to the
entrance behind me, looked around and then back at us.  I got the boy's
shorts off and he stood completely naked in front of me.  There was still
enough light for me to see him clearly, such a beautiful, healthy boy.  He
did have a little patch of pubes above his dick and I knew that he would be
able to cum.  I was so excited in knowing I would soon have his dick in my
mouth!  I reached out and wrapped my hand around his swollen dick.  He
gasped and almost jumped back when I did that.  He was not used to someone
grabbing him there.  I felt his dick grow rapidly in my hand until it was
stiff and springy.  It was a good size for a boy of his stature.

He leaned back against the rock and I leaned in to smell his dick.  I love
to sample the aroma of a boy before I sample his taste.  I slid his
foreskin back and approached the end of his dick with my nose.  Ah, the
pheromones!  My heart started beating furiously as I took in the scent of
his boyhood.  There was no smell of soap, just natural teen boy dick,
healthy and wholesome.  By the way, I do not know if you noticed it but the
boys all smell different, at least a little bit.  You would have loved the
aroma of this one.

I never go straight down on a boy's dick with my mouth right away.  I like
to savor him a bit, lick his balls, explore his body with my hands.  His
legs were so strong and smooth.  I felt him up along the inner thighs and
he sighed.  That is a very sensitive, erogenous area.  This was to be the
boy's first blowjob and I wanted it to be a good one for him as well as for
me.  I licked his balls some more -- they were hairless.  His balls were
churning inside the sac.  I felt behind him and squeezed his firm ass
cheeks.  This boy was perfect!  I felt between his legs, totally hairless,
but when I touched his ass hole he took my hand away and put it on his dick
again.  Suck me, he said, it is OK.

I licked him some more from the balls and up the shaft, several times,
feeling the texture of his dick, the veins.  I saved the glans for last but
finally moved in with my mouth to taste it, just a little lick on the tip
at first.  The boy gasped again and almost jumped away.  Ummm, first
contact!  I had the first drop of the boy's dick juice in my mouth, salty
and slick.  Probably I was tasting the urine which was left over from his
last piss plus his natural lubricant, the pre-cum.  I loved it!  The rest
of his glans was ready to be tasted.  His foreskin was so tight around his
dick that even though he was completely hard it was still covering most of
the glans.  I carefully pulled it down, stretching it over the ridge of his
glans where it stayed there.  I hoped that did not hurt the boy --
sometimes it does hurt the younger ones, but he did not complain.

Now that the glans was completely bare I moved in again to take in the
odors.  It was pungent with delicious aroma, like an expensive and
well-aged cheese, and in my current state of hornyness it turned me on even
more.  The boy, having such a tight foreskin, probably did not pull it back
often to wash under it.  That ripe smell can be overpowering sometimes but
this boy's just excited me more, adding another element to the taboo-ness
of what I was about to do.

OK, time to taste it.  I carefully licked the entire surface of the glans,
breathing in the steamy fumes and savoring the flavors.  I licked carefully
around the sensitive ridge and pulled the boy's foreskin down further so
that I could taste the entire surface of the skin which had been in contact
with the glans.  My mouth was watering profusely and I swallowed again and
again the wonderful taste of the boy's dick until I had the entire glans
and foreskin totally clean.  OK, time to suck him.  Another boy sucker
showed me this technique: You try to make your mouth feel like a tight
pussy for the boy.  First pull the foreskin back over the boy's glans and
tighten your lips around the end of his dick, around the foreskin which is
covering the glans.  Then concentrating on keeping your lips very tight,
push down such that the kid's penis has to force itself into your mouth.  I
heard him sigh when I did that and I knew he loved it.  I drew back
 and then pushed forward again a little deeper, keeping my lips tight
around the foreskin.  The foreskin then slides back and forth over the
ridge of the glans which will drive the boy crazy with pleasure.  I kept
doing that a little deeper each time until I could clamp him firmly around
the base of his dick with my nose in his little patch of pubes.  Ah, yes, I
was in heaven and I knew that the boy was too!

You know, most of my gay friends can not relate to this "one-way" (as they
call it) sex fetish of mine.  They always do it with another gay, 69ing
each other, returning the favor, etc.  What they don't get is that mine is
not really one-way sex.  I get just as much pleasure in sucking the boy
that the boy gets in getting sucked!  I have met a few other cocksuckers
but not many who know the joy of sucking a straight boy.

When sucking the boy one should not ignore the delicious fluids that ooze
out of his dick.  After a while the salty urine gets sucked out of the
urethra and then the pre-cum and natural lubricant.  There are a complex
number of components of these fluids, I forgot the particulars, but if you
pay attention and taste them as you suck them out of the boy you will get a
lot more out of the experience.

I realized that my boy was getting close to orgasm.  I could feel it in the
tension of his abdominals and legs.  His ball sac had drawn up tightly.
His breathing was fast, almost hyperventilating.  His head was moving from
side to side, his mouth was contorting in weird expressions.  He looked
down and watched his dick going in and out of my mouth.  He looked at his
friend who was standing beside him, watching him getting sucked.  I saw
that he had a big bulge in his shorts.

I backed off the boy's dick.  I did not want him to come too soon.  I
wanted to enjoy this a little longer.  I gently licked his balls again
while he recovered a bit from the intense feelings I had given him, and
licked up the shaft again and again, and finally went down on him, tight
and furious until he grabbed my head and held me still with his dick buried
in my mouth as he pumped his delicious boy essence into me.  I felt his
orgasm as much as he did, a sort of mind-meld, a contact high that felt
like I had cum also.  That is another thing most of my gay friends do not
experience, the feeling of having an orgasm when a boy has his.

I was just coming off the boy's dick when the strong beam of a flashlight
shined on us, and a deep man's voice yelled what's going on here?  My boy,
blinded by the light, held out his hand to block it and frantically looked
for his shorts.  The other boy looked scared, and you bet I almost jumped
out of my skin!  I was relieved a bit to see that the man was not a
policeman but he was a mean looking son of a bitch, a fisherman, about 35
years old, big, solid, muscular and threatening.  Aha! he said, sucking
boys!  You putos have no respect at all, sucking boys right here on a
public beach!  Tell me why I should not kick the shit out of you right now,
pinche puto!

You know, a lot of gays get off on being verbally abused but not me.  This
guy was a total asshole and he scared me shitless.  I had stood up again
and even though I was a little taller than him I felt like a shrimp in the
face of his extreme anger and machismo.

So you like to suck little boys, huh?  Well try this Mexican sausage, a
full grown verga just for you.  He took my hand and pressed it against the
bulge in his shorts.  Get down on your knees again he said and he pushed me
down, pulled out his dick and aimed it at me.  Suck me he commanded, try a
real man's dick.  Again, many gays would probably love this but not me.  I
like teen boys, not overly macho, muscular men like this jerk.  He scared
me and I did not like this situation at all, but I decided to go ahead and
suck him before he really would kick the shit out of me.  His prick was big
and emitted such a rank stench that I almost vomited when he pulled my head
to it.  I took the head of it into my mouth and sucked it until it was
hard.  He started thrusting it into me, holding my head, fucking me in the
mouth while he continued to abuse me with obscenities.  Although I had
absolutely no desire to give this guy any pleasure I decided that
 I had to do just that and get it over with.  At one point he told me to
lick his balls and that gave me the chance to really give him some
pleasure.  I am an excellent cocksucker and I would have this asshole's
excess testosterone under control shortly.  I licked up and down his shaft
like I did to the boy, and then took his dick into my mouth again and
showed him what a real cocksucker could do.  He just let me do my thing.  I
had no intention of prolonging his pleasure like I did the boy's so I
poured the pleasure on full blast until a couple of minutes later he
groaned, held my head and flooded my mouth with nasty cum.  He then pulled
out, breathing hard and leaned against the rock with a kind of dazed look
on his face.  I spit out his cum and stood up.  He asked me if I had any
money.  I said no.  He reached around and pulled my wallet out of my back
pocket, opened it up, took all the money and threw the wallet on the sand
and said I don't
 know how it is in your country, gringo, but here Mexican dick costs money.
Don't let me catch you again messing around with these boys or I will fuck
you up the ass until you bleed.  Then he turned and walked out.

When the man got far enough away the boys started complaining about him,
calling him a pinche cabron (a fucking asshole) and somebody ought to shoot
the sun of a bitch.  I agreed. It was a very bad experience but at least I
did not get hurt and luckily I had only about ten dollars in pesos in my
wallet.  He taught me to be more careful at least.  I had let my little
head get me in trouble again.

I was so shook up that I was about to head back to the hotel but then the
other boy, the 17 year old, pulled off his shorts and said OK my turn!  It
was so dark then that I could not see the boy but I could feel him, all
over, and I quickly recovered from the scare.  I told the 15 year old to go
stand guard, not to look at us but to warn us if someone approached.  I
felt the stiff dick of the 17 year old and the funny thing was that his
"little boy's dick" was bigger than the asshole's who just left.  I got
down on my knees and gave it the aroma test.  Ah, the pheromones!  Another
good wholesome teen boy's dick!  I tasted the juice that was leaking out of
the urethra.  Ummm, delicious essence of a young and healthy Mexican boy!
I will not bore you with the details of how I sucked this boy because this
tale is getting too long, but I used another technique on him, just as
pleasurable for us both, and sucked the cum out of him.  I savored it in
 my mouth as we walked back down the beach.  The boys were happy and so was
I.

The boys came to see me every day in my cabin to get their dicks sucked,
sometimes bringing a brother, a cousin or a friend.  I stayed in Zipolite
for the entire two week vacation sucking the surf boys, the fisher boys on
the rocks or in their launches, and even some Indian boys who lived in the
woods.  Toward the end I had to turn boys away, I had such a good
reputation by then that there were simply too many of them, beautiful,
healthy, straight Mexican boys.  Finally I got my fill of Mexican boy dick
and left for home completely satisfied.

Ah, the joy of sucking straight Mexican boys!

Please let me know if I should keep writing my experiences of sucking
straight Mexican boys.  If you also have sucked straight Mexican boys you
could send me your experience and l could post it here in this series,
giving you credit of course.  Straight brown teen boys only.  Try to keep
it real (no 14 inch dicks please).

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