Date: Sun, 15 May 2011 13:04:16 -0700 (PDT) From: Roger Randel Subject: I Sucked a Straight Mexican Boy Disclaimer: Do not read this if the idea of a gay white man felating a straight Mexican teenager does not appeal to you, or if it would be illegal because of your age or local laws. The boy was only 15 or 16 years old which was legal in Mexico several years ago, but I do not know what the law states now so be careful if you want to try this. As soon as I arrived in Veracruz I headed for the bar that was advertised in a gay magazine. It was early and the place was half empty but I did see some interesting looking young men and I was hot to meet one. There was a white man too, about my age (42) who motioned for me to join him. "First time in Mexico?" he asked. "Yup, just got here, and with the urge to try a cute Mexican." "What kind of man are you looking for?" I looked around and pointed out an attractive man about 28 years old. "Like that one over there," I said. "Well, why don't you go talk with him? Send a beer over to his table and see how he reacts." I flagged down the waiter and in my poor high school Spanish finally got the message across. "So what sort of man do you like?" I asked my new friend. "I don't like men. I like boys, brown boys. I only come here to socialize, not to pick up someone. "Boys? Oh ..." The beer got delivered to my target's table. He looked my way, smiled and nodded his head. "Go for it," Bob said. It was hard for me to get up the nerve to go to the man's table. I am a shy sort and my Spanish was horrible. Besides that, I was "over the hill," too old for most gay men. The man's name was Carlos and he did seem to be interested in me, but I lost interest in him right away and headed back to Bob's table as soon as I could. "So how did you like Carlos?" Bob asked me. "He would be just perfect if he didn't talk or gesture like a girl. I like more macho guys." "Yeah, me too. That is why I don't mess with gay boys. I like them straight." "So what can you do with straight boys?" "Basically, suck their dicks. That is about it." "Isn't that a contradiction in terms? How can they be straight if they participate in a gay act, even if it just getting a blowjob?" "Good point, but Mexican machos don't see it that way. The one taking the dick is gay but the one giving it is straight." "So why don't they do it with girls?" "They do when they have the chance, but the girls are usually too well protected by their fathers and brothers. Teen boys are so horny they will stick their dicks in any hole, even a donkey's pussy. All it takes is a little tip and you can have a brown dick in your mouth if that is your sort of thing." "So you have to give them money to have the great honor of giving them pleasure, and they don't reciprocate at all, right?" "You got it. But I get a tremendous amount of pleasure doing it. Its mutual gratification and the money is minimal, just a rationalization for the boy." "Still it is prostitution, and for me I want two-way sex, someone who is into giving as well as receiving." "Well, good luck." Bob excused himself and got up. He said that three boys were coming to his house to get their dicks sucked, but afterwords, about 9:00 we could go out to eat. His treat. Although I was somewhat put off by Bob's sexual proclivity, I did show up at his house at about 9:30. I let myself in through the gate and down a walkway through a dark garden. Just as I knocked on the door a shadow moved and my hair stood on end! Someone was standing on the narrow porch just past the door! It was Bob. "Come here, there is someone I want you to meet." Bob took my hand and pulled me back into the darkness. I could barely make out a form, but then a car passed on the street and I got a brief look at his face. It was a boy, about 15 or 16 years old. Bob took my hand and clasped it around the boy's stiff dick which was sticking out of the fly of his shorts. I heard the kid gasp when my hand touched it. "He is all yours, my treat." Bob went in the house. Believe me, I had no intention of sucking the boy's dick, but I did want to feel him, and my first feel was of his dick. It was about normal for his size (he was only about 155 cm tall), a slight curve to the right, super stiff and oozing precum. He had a little patch of pubes above his dick. I slid my hands under his t-shirt and ran them over his smooth, tight skin. He was perfect! Nice muscles, not bulky weight lifter muscles, but trim, lean and hard under the soft adolescent skin. Nice abs too. I felt all around his smooth upper torso and ended up pulling the t-shirt off over his head. It was strange feeling someone who I could not even see, someone I did not know. The boy just stood there and let me do it. Curious about the lower part of his body, I undid his belt and lowered his shorts to the ground. His briefs were hooked under his balls but I pulled them down too and lifted his legs so he could step out of them. Now he was completely naked! Another car came by and I got a glimpse of him. Wow! I knelt on the ground and felt the boy's bare feet. His toes were wide-spread, probably he seldom wore shoes. His arches were nicely toned, not flat like they become after years of shoes with arch support. A very natural boy. He had some hair on his lower legs, a good indication of developing sexual maturity. His thigh muscles were impressivly strong but hairless and smooth. He gasped again when I reached the inner part of his thighs, close to his crotch. I cupped his hairless balls in my hand and felt them squirming in the scrotum. The boy was hot. With one hand playing with his balls, my other hand explored his butt. Beautiful smooth ass, no sag at all, strong muscles (he must play a lot of sports), a nice concave "dimple" on each cheek. But when I slid my fingers down between his cheeks and over his anus he took my hand away and put it back on his stiff dick. OK, I got the message. Like I said, I had no intention of sucking the boy's brown dick, but since I was on my knees in front of him I figured that it wouldn't hurt to catch a wiff of it. Probably I would not have done that had I not still been a little high from the beers at the bar. I pulled the boy's tight foreskin back, exposing the head of his dick and approached it with my nose. Have you ever tried poppers (amyl nitrate)? Well, that wiff of the boy's pheremones caused a similar reaction in me. Suddenly my heart started beating furiously and I became dizzy. My thought processes narrowed until I was aware only of his stiff penis and my mouth. What happened next was a blur, cars passing, a cat meowing in heat, the boy sighing, slurping noises and finally a grunt. When I "came to" I found myself standing again. The boy was putting his clothes back on. Bob came out with two boys which I briefly saw in the light from the doorway, about 13 and 14. Very cute but so young. Bob dug in his pocket and pulled out some coins which he gave to the three boys. They left, giggling and pushing each other around as young boys do. Bob and I walked to the restaurant. "So how did you like him?" Bob asked. "I liked him. Have you sucked him?" "Yeah, when he was younger. Now he is "over the hill," even has hair on his legs." So Bob had given me his old reject. ............................................................................. I have more experiences like this one to relate if anyone is interested. Write me at rogerrandel5@yahoo.com. If nobody emails then I will not post again. Thanks for reading this one anyway, Roger Randel