Date: Tue, 16 Feb 1999 12:00:15 PST
From: cgard 43 <cgard43@hotmail.com>
Subject: HOT LATIN LOVERS

			     LOVING HOT LATINS
  
				 Prologue
     
     The new guy in our office was driving me crazy and turning me into
even more of a slut than I usually am. It wasn't his fault. It's just that
he happened to be one of the handsomest men I'd ever seen, and every time I
saw him, I got horny as hell.
     Peter Garcia is of Mexican descent, though his parents were both born
in the U.S., as was he, and I have a special weakness for Latino men.  He
was in his late twenties, like me, stood about 5'10" tall, and had classic
dark hair and eyes, perfect white teeth, and an olive complexion.  He was
slim but had a beautifully full butt and showed a huge basket, even when
wearing a suit.  As I said, he was driving me crazy.
     I saw him regularly at the office, and it was okay from afar.  When I
spent time with him alone, working on a project or something, I was very
careful to keep to the subject of business.  I tried not to notice his
beautiful eyes, the great cologne he wore, his wonderful smile, his bulging
basket, and so on and so on.  By the time a meeting with him ended, I was
always a nervous wreck just from being near him.
     One time, after a day of working closely with him on a project, I was
so damn horny that instead of going home after work, I drove to a local
park where I often go to watch the young Latinos playing baseball during
the summer.
     Usually, I just park my car near home plate and watching the guys and
fantasize, then go home and beat off.  What happened that day changed my
life.

                                Chapter 1.
     
     There was a fine looking bunch of guys playing when I arrived. It was
a beautiful evening and most of them were wearing cut-offs or shorts, which
made for some especially nice scenery.  No one paid any particular
attention to me, and I enjoyed watching the young guys as they played.
     After about half an hour, I needed to piss so I walked to a nearby
rest room and was just finishing relieving myself when a handsome Latino
guy, sort of short but extremely well-built, walked in.  His olive
complexion and dark, dark hair enhanced the attractiveness of his roundish
face. I recognized him as one of the ballplayers.
     He was dressed in snug fitting gray shorts and wore a lighter colored
tee shirt.  Both pants and shirt fitted like they'd been made just for his
strong, muscular young body.
     He stood next to me at the urinal and started to piss.  I risked a
quick glance when I thought he was looking away and was amazed to see that
even soft his cock was almost five inches long.  I looked away but couldn't
help looking back every time I thought he wasn't watching. I couldn't
believe it. He was just finishing when he caught me looking straight at it.
     "You like it?" he asked in a heavily accented voice and I jumped.
     "It sure is big," I answered, quickly stuffing my own cock back in my
pants and starting to move away.
     "No hurry and leave. It gets bigger. I show you," he said and turned
away from the urinal toward me.  He stroked his cock and it began growing
as I watched in fascination. It grew at least another inch longer and got
even thicker as I watched.
     This was a fantasy come true.  Not only was he a sexy looking guy, but
his equipment was nothing short of stunning.  I was startled when he spoke.
     "You suck it for me?" he asked.
     Instead of answering, I dropped down on one knee and sucked the
great-looking cock into my mouth.  It had grown to about seven inches and
continued to grow as I started going down on him.
     "Ah, si!" he groaned as I sucked on his cock, finally getting in
position to take it all the way down my throat.  It was rock hard now and
quite a mouthful, but I managed to get it all in my mouth with each stroke.
     Despite what some people think, most Latinos I have met are very
fastidious and clean, especially about their cocks. This one smelled and
tasted deliciously so.
     He continued to moan in Spanish as I sucked his cock as hard and fast
as I could. I was afraid we would be interrupted, and I sure wanted to get
him off.
     "Suck my cock! I come," he finally said in broken English and moved
his hands to the back of my head.  Even with the warning, I wasn't ready
for the size of the first blast of his load which shot deep in my throat. I
sucked like a vacuum and his huge load of cum filled my mouth to
overflowing. I swallowed quickly but still some dribbled down my chin.
     "That was great! You're good," he said with a wide grin as I freed his
cock from my lips and stood up.  He stuffed the huge organ back in his
cut-offs and started toward the sink to wash his hands.
     "You come here every week?" I asked hopefully, swallowing yet again.
     "I play on Thursday.  You come next week?" he asked.
     "Maybe. I don't know.  I'd like to suck your cock again," I said.
     "Okay. Maybe I see you."  He finished drying his hands and walked
toward the door.
     "Gracias!" he said as he smiled broadly.
     "Thank you!" I answered.  After he left I leaned against the wall and
breathed deeply.
     "That was fantastic!" I said to myself.  I washed my hands and was
about to leave when a very slim Latino guy walked in.  He nodded at me then
strode to the urinal, opening the fly of his shorts as he walked.  I
started walking to the door when he turned sideways and spoke.
     "Hey, man, you want to suck for me?"
     It startled me so much, I didn't know what to do at first.  I could
see his cock lengthening out as he stroked it and motioned me closer.  I
walked toward him, staring in fascination at his growing prick, until I was
right in front of him.
     "Suck me please, man," he whispered.
     "Sure," I said, and crouched down in front of him. His hard cock was
about six and a half inches long but very thick and just inches from my
mouth.  It was uncircumcised but the skin had retreated beyond the big,
dark, mushroomed head. He moved forward slightly and I tasted his meat,
circling my tongue around the head and licking up and down the shaft before
taking his cock fully into my mouth. It was so thick I really had to open
my jaw in order to take it all.
     "Uh-huh," he moaned and began fucking my mouth with his fat cock.
"That feels good," he whispered.
     He set a very fast pace, fucking his cock in and out of my mouth while
I tried to add to his pleasure by sucking it as deeply as possible into my
mouth with each stroke.  He kept up his driving pace, groaning sensuously
all the time, as he pistoned his cock in and out of my mouth.
     "Oh, yes!" he cried out, "Suck it!" He switched to Spanish which I
didn't understand, but I figured I'd gotten the general idea.
     I readied myself for this eruption and when it came it was wild. Shot
after shot of hot cum blasted into my mouth and I swallowed as fast as I
could to get it all. He shot for a long time, continuing to fuck my mouth
as he unloaded.
     I continued to suck his cock after his eruption stopped, finally
nursing the last drops with my hand and licking them off the head of his
cock.
     "Beautiful," I said, finally releasing his softening cock and standing
up.
     "Paco said you were good," he said, gesturing toward the group of guys
playing baseball outside.  "Thanks for sucking me."
     It sounded so stilted to keep saying thank you, but I couldn't stop
myself from replying that way.  We both went to the wash basin and washed
our hands.
     We both walked out, him back to the baseball field and me to my car.
I was shaking slightly from the excitement of sucking off those two hunky
guys, but when I got to the car I chided myself with mixed emotions.
     "Shit, dummy, you could have stayed in there and maybe sucked off the
whole team," I told myself.  The other side, the obvious danger, flashed
into my mind when a park ranger drove up and parked and went into the rest
room.  He was an older guy with a big beer gut. He came out a few minutes
later, got into his car and drove away.
      I chastised myself for being such a slut and risking getting caught
in there, but knew that I would do it again if the prospect of getting more
hot Latino cock was good.  I returned my attention to the ball game,
particularly focusing on the two guys I had sucked, vividly aware of the
taste of their juices in my mouth.
     As I was watching, a quite tall guy started walking toward me. He was
a hunky Latino, wearing khaki shorts and a red and white striped shirt
which looked great against his olive skin.  He had beautiful black hair,
nicely trimmed, and a great looking body.
     As he neared my car, with his back now to the other guys, he casually
reached down and groped his bulging basket while looking straight at me. I
was sure it wasn't coincidence and stared at him openly until he abruptly
turned and walked toward the rest room.
     I jumped from the car and started to follow him, being as casual as I
could and taking a different route from his and from the one I'd taken
before.  He had already been inside for about a minute when I walked in.
He was standing at the urinal and I walked up and stood next to him.
     "Paco told me you like to suck cock, huh?" he made it a question.  He
spoke with little accent.
     "Yeah, sometimes," I said, rather embarrassed at being confronted in
that way. "God, what did he do, tell everybody?" I asked.
     "No, just Mario and me.  We're good friends," he replied. "So, what do
you think of this?" as he gestured downward with his head.
     He had been standing close to the urinal but now stepped back and
turned slightly toward me. I was stunned.  His cock was even longer than
Paco's and even thicker than Mario's.  His meat was circumcised and
beautifully formed.  I reached out and took hold of it and began to stroke
it gently.
     "It's beautiful," I said.
     "Suck it for me," he said softly. "Take as much of it as you can."
     "I'm scared someone might come in," I said, looking toward the
doorway. "I'd love to suck it, but I'm afraid of getting caught."
     "Oh God, I wanna get sucked so bad," he said in a loud whisper. His
desire and need were obvious and I thought fast.
     "Come over here," I said, leading the way to the last stall.  "Stand
up here so you can see if anybody is coming."  He stood up on the toilet
and I went into the stall with him.
     "Wow," I said to the cock now just at the level of my mouth. I figured
it was almost nine inches long.  It was beautiful and stood straight out
from his body over a sack containing two huge balls.  I licked his nuts,
taking first one then the other in my mouth. I tried to suck both in at one
time but couldn't. They were too big.
     I released his balls then wrapped my tongue around the head of his
cock and he moaned loudly.
     "Oh yeah, man," he said, "Suck my cock! Take as much of my cock as you
can!"
     I love sucking big cocks and I always want to take all of it if I can,
so I made it my challenge to get this huge organ down my throat.
     "That's great," he whispered when I had about half of the huge organ
in my mouth, and moaned loudly each time I was able to take another inch.
When I finally succeeded in sucking the head of it into my throat, he
called out.
     "Oh, my God, that feels terrific! Suck it! Suck it!"
     I backed off his cock to warn him to be quiet and be sure to watch out
for anyone coming in.
     "I am. I am.  Please suck my cock some more," he answered, and I
gulped the huge prick back into my mouth.  It took quite a few minutes, but
finally I was able to swallow his cock totally and felt his balls against
my chin as I reached bottom.
     "Oh, do it again! Take my dick down your throat! Suck it! I wanna
come!" he whispered loudly.
     I greedily sucked his cock for several more minutes, sometimes taking
the whole shaft, sometimes working just the head.  It was clear that it
excited him most when I took the whole cock and I had now adjusted to being
able to take it all in long, deep strokes.  Suddenly I felt his balls draw
up to his body and his whole body started to shake.
     "Oh, my God! Suck it! I'm gonna come, man! Take my load!" he cried.
     I braced myself to receive his load then gulped his whole cock down
and held it there as he blasted the first of his wad down my throat.  I
slid back up his throbbing cock to taste the delicious man juices, holding
the rest of his load in my mouth and continuing to suck his cock with
it. When the eruption finally ceased, I let the softening cock slide from
my mouth and swallowed his cum.
     "Oh, shit, man! I never felt anything like that before! You are
fantastic!" he said, climbing down from the stool. "Nobody woman ever
sucked my cock all the way like that before.  It was really great."
     "My pleasure," I said. "You've got a beautiful cock."
     "I've gotta get back," he said. "Maybe we'll meet again."
     "I hope so," I answered as he left.
     "Hey, wait in your car a few minutes. I want to talk to you before you
go."
     "Okay," I said.  I washed my hands again, savoring the aftertaste of
all the cum I'd swallowed. I stopped for a drink at the water fountain,
then went back to my car.
 	The team 'my' guys were on was now in the field, but when that
inning was over, the tall guy walked over to my car.
     "Get out and walk over here," he said, stopping briefly then walking
around some high bushes planted nearby.  I followed him and caught up.
     "I didn't want to talk to you in front of the other guys 'cause they
wouldn't understand," he said when I caught up to him. "You really were
great, man, and Paco and Mario asked me to talk to you for them.  We all
loved getting sucked by you.  We want to know if you want to do it again."
     "You mean now?" I asked, surprised.
     "No, not now," he smiled. "Some other time.  Maybe we could come to
your house.  It's really kinda dangerous doing it here. "
     "Sure," I answered. "I'd love another session with you guys."
     "Here's the thing," he said. "Both Mario and Paco are married, but
their wives are in Mexico and they don't get the chance to have sex very
often. They'd rather have you suck them off then mess around with whores."
     "What about you?" I asked. "You don't even sound like you come from
Mexico."
     He explained that he was born in the U.S. and that he had a pretty big
house so he rents a room to the two Mexicans who come up to work during the
farming season. He said he wasn't married, adding the word 'yet' with
emphasis.  Almost as an afterthought he added that his name was Carlos.
     After some more talk, we agreed to meet at the park on Saturday
afternoon, then go from there.
     I was feeling very exhilarated as I drove from the park, thinking
about this set of developments.
     "I'd love to have those hot Latinos to suck off regularly," I thought
to myself, "Even if they're just 'trade'." Of course, one could hope that
that would change, but I didn't regard it as too likely.
     I fantasized over the whole thing in bed that night, wasting a damn
big load of my own cum thinking about my evening at the park.

     Chapter 2.
     I was ready as hell come Saturday.  I figured I'd meet the guys at the
park, then have them come home with me and see what developed.  I was ready
early so I drove on to the park, even knowing that I had maybe an hour to
kill before they got there.
     I parked my car in the same place as before and thought I'd check out
the rest room.  There were no other cars around and I expected to find it
empty, but I checked it out, walking down the row of stalls, when I walked
in.
     To my surprise, there was a short Latino fellow, probably about
thirty-five or so, sitting in the last stall. He was nice looking, and
looked good in his dark green uniform.  He looked at me and licked his
lips, so I grabbed my basket and he nodded, licking his lips again.
     I don't think I've mentioned my cock yet, but that's not because I'm
not proud of it.  It measures about seven and half inches and is pretty
thick. I pulled it out to show to the guy and he motioned me into the stall
without saying a word.
     He reached for my cock as I moved forward and he quickly sucked it
into his very hot, wet mouth.  This guy clearly knew how to suck cock and
proceeded to demonstrate that as he swallowed my whole shaft after licking
it up and down.  In just a few minutes he had my nuts boiling and I was
getting close to shooting.
     Suddenly, he stopped sucking and stood up, turning around and baring
his beautiful olive-skinned ass.  I needed no further encouragement but
aimed my dick carefully and entered him.  His ass was tight and hot, and he
groaned softly as I pushed my dick into him.
     "Si," was all he said as I started to fuck him, slowly driving my cock
in and out of his steamy hole.  This guy was a damned good fuck.  He knew
just how to use his ass muscles against my dick, and he groaned in pleasure
as I started pistoning my cock into him.  When I started picking up the
pace, he matched me stroke for stroke, pushing back to meet my cock each
time I plunged it into his hole.  Very quickly, I was nearing my climax and
I could tell he knew it by the way he moved and the soft moans of pleasure
he was making.
     "Great fuckin' ass!" I whispered as I rammed my cock all the way up
his ass and unloaded my wad of cum.  He moaned as he felt my cock spasm and
shoot, but he kept working those ass muscles sucking every drop of my load.
     I let my softening cock slip out of his ass and turned him around,
bending to kiss him full on the lips.  His tongue darted into my mouth and
we kissed deeply.
     I was certainly not adverse to playing further, but suddenly he
gestured that he thought he'd heard something and we parted. I went into
another stall and waited.  It was a false alarm but the moment was lost.
     I walked to the sink and washed my dick off, then walked back to where
the guy was sitting.
     "Esta buena!" he said, "Good cock. Good fuck.  Gracias."
     "Thank you," I said back and walked out of the restroom.
     There was still no one around, but a few minutes later a tall blond
guy drove up and went into the rest room. He was in there about ten minutes
or so and was trying hard to hide a softening cock in his pants when he
left.
     "Another hot load finds a good home," I thought, wondering if it had
gone down the guy's throat or up his ass like mine.  I was getting anxious
about the guys showing up as the hour neared but about five minutes ahead
of time, Carlos drove in.  I waited till he parked then walked over to the
car.
     "This is really rotten luck for them," he said, "But both Mario and
Paco had to work today.  They were both looking forward to it too."
     "Well, you're still welcome to come over if you want," I said, and he
nodded.
     "Sure, I'd like to."  He smiled that beautiful broad smile showing
white teeth.
     "Okay, follow me," I said and got back in my car.  We made it home in
about fifteen minutes and he came into my apartment.
     "Nice place," he said, glancing around the place.
     "Make yourself comfortable," I said, gesturing toward the couch.  He
sat down and I couldn't help but notice the huge bulge at his crotch.
     "Want a beer or something," I asked, but he declined.
     "Well, then, let me see if this cock of yours is as big as I remember
it," I said, kneeling on the floor between his legs and reaching for his
fly.  He stood up and began to remove his pants.
     "Would you mind if I laid down on the bed?" he asked. "I've been
looking forward to this and want to enjoy it in comfort."
     "Of course not," I said, moving toward the bedroom.  He took off his
pants and shirt and laid down on my double bed.
     "You don't need these, either," I said, removing his white cotton
shorts.  His huge cock flopped onto his thigh and his bull-like balls hung
between his legs.  I removed my clothes and climbed onto the bed between
his legs.
     "I want this to be really good," I said, as I stroked his cock and
licked and sucked on his balls.  "I want to drain all the juice you've got
in these balls."
     He moaned as I sucked his balls and gasped when I slid almost all of
his nine inches of meat into my mouth.
     "Oh, my God!" he cried out, "I love the way you take all of my
cock. Suck it like that for me."
     I aim to please and sucking this huge cock was a pleasure.  Since
there was no hurry, I didn't rush but just sucked steadily on the mammoth
organ, sometimes taking long deep strokes that buried the head of his cock
in my throat, other times sucking and teasing around the head. His moans
and groans told me he was enjoying it very much.
     I paid special attention whenever I thought he might be getting too
close because I didn't want it to be over too quickly.  Twice I felt his
nuts start to pull up, so I backed off his cock and sucked his nuts or
nibbled on his belly until he calmed down again.
     "You're driving me crazy, man," he finally said with urgency, "I need
to get my nuts off soon. Suck it and make me come."
     I realized that it was time to go for it so I started a hard, fast
sucking of his meat, taking the full nine inches in my throat with every
stroke. Again I felt his body tense and his nuts pull up, but this time I
didn't stop or back off any.  I sucked like a vacuum, feeling the head of
his hot prick swell as it slid into my throat repeatedly.
     "Oh yeah, man," he cried. "Suck it! Take my cock! Let me shoot!  Here
it comes," he warned, and I let his cock slide partway out of my mouth so I
could taste his wad when he came.
     Though I was ready and eager for it, I was surprised by the size of
the first blast of his cum way back of my throat.  I sucked and swallowed
as his juices filled my mouth to overflowing, and kept swallowing, wanting
to catch every single drop of the delicious fluid.  When I had nursed the
last drops from him, I let his cock slide from my lips.
     "That was terrific," he said, raising himself to a sitting position,
"I've never come like that in my life."
     "You sure taste good," I answered, licking my lips.  I got up, trying
to hide my own erect cock and put my shorts back on.
     "Now would you like something to drink?" I asked sociably.
     "Sure.  I'll have a beer," he answered, getting up from the bed and
putting his briefs back on.  We walked to the kitchen where I got two
beers, then we sat down in the living room.
     "Where do you live?" I asked, just making conversation.
     "I live about the same distance the other way from the park," he
answered, identifying the area where he lived by name. "I live with my
older brother, and we have two other guys who rent a room from us besides
Mario and Paco."
     "My God," I thought, "With what this stud has, there must be over
forty inches of hot Latino cock in that house." I considered offering to
sign on as houseboy, but just smiled.
     We talked on for some time, had a second beer, then Carlos stood up
and started to reach for his pants.  Moving quickly, I got there before he
did and grabbed his bulging basket.
     "You ready to come again before you leave?" I asked.
     "You really like to suck cock, don't you?" he said, but I noticed he
dropped his pants back on the sofa.
     "I sure do," I said, starting to guide him back to the bedroom.  He
stretched out on the bed and I took off his briefs, noting that his cock
had started to stiffen again.  I had just gotten the head of it deep in my
throat when he spoke again:
     "You want me to play with yours?" he asked and I quickly turned around
into a sixty-nine position.  "I've never sucked a dick, but I'll beat it
off for you."
     "Sure," I answered, "That would be great."
     "You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" he asked quickly.  I
moaned a negative response as he slid my shorts off, then felt him take my
hard cock in his hand.
     "You've got a nice one," he said, beginning to stroke it gently.
     Though the huge cock in my mouth took most of my attention, I felt the
great sensations of his hand stroking my cock and told myself to hold it in
check.  Having learned what really excited him, my mouth fairly quickly
brought him close to climax again.
     I was managing to take it deep in my throat with almost every stroke,
but I almost choked when I felt him lick the head of my cock and then
surround it with his warm mouth.
     I moaned gently to let him know how good it felt and he kept nibbling
it, then took a few more inches in his mouth.  I realized he was
experimenting with sucking my cock, and also that it was because I had him
so heated up.  I kept up my sucking action on the enormous cock, and
suddenly realized that he was sliding over half of my cock in and out of
his mouth and doing a damn good job of sucking me.
     I could feel my own orgasm nearing as his body began to tense up and
he began fucking his cock faster into my mouth.  I noticed that as he
pushed his cock deeper into my throat he was sucking more and more of my
cock into his mouth. I was also getting very stimulated from his sucking
and very close to coming.
     "I'm gonna come soon," I warned him, taking his stiff cock in my hand
for just a moment, then gulped it back into my mouth.  He didn't stop
sucking my cock - in fact he seemed to be sucking harder.
     My cock erupted just as he started pumping another great load of cum
into my mouth.  He took my cum in his mouth and as his orgasm finished, I
felt his mouth twitch around my cock as he swallowed.  I sucked and
swallowed his cum, then held his cock in my mouth until the spasms subsided
and he didn't release my cock until I let his slide from my lips.
     "I've never done that before," he cried, falling back on the bed. "I
got so hot with you sucking me that I wanted to try it."
     "It's okay," I said. "There's no harm in trying something new."
     "I have to admit it was kinda fun," he said. "I didn't intend to have
you come in my mouth but I remembered how good it feels to me."
     He stood up and looked at his watch, "Gee, I've gotta get going," he
said, putting his shorts back on and going into the living room to finish
dressing.
     "Promise me you won't tell anybody," he said.  "It's our secret," I
agreed.
     As he reached the door, he turned back. "What should I tell Paco and
Mario?"
     "Tell them I'll be home tomorrow afternoon about four o'clock if you
guys want to come over," I answered.
     "Okay. I have to go somewhere tomorrow, but I'll tell them.  Should
they call if they can't come over?" he asked. I agreed and gave him the
phone number.
     As I was straightening up the bed, the phone rang and a friend and I
agreed to go out for dinner together.  I shared the story of my adventures
but kept my word about Carlos's secret.

                                       Chapter 3
     When I opened the door at about ten minutes to four the next
afternoon, I was immediately reminded of how different Mario and Paco were
from one another. Mario was taller and thinner while Paco was shorter and
more sturdily built, though both were very trim.  I motioned them to come
in and then remembered that they spoke little English while I spoke even
less Spanish.
     Language was not needed once they were inside and seated on the sofa.
I gave them each a beer, then brazenly settled down on the floor in front
of them.
     "Who's first?" I asked and they both smiled rather shyly.  Getting no
answer, I reached one hand toward each man's crotch and groped a handful at
each. Mario moved first to unbutton his jeans and I helped him slide them
down. He was not wearing underwear and his very thick cock stuck straight
out over his heavy balls.
     I moved between his legs and quickly sucked the fat cock into my
mouth.  His crotch smelled wonderful - almost soapy clean and I delighted
in sucking his hot flesh. I fondled his balls with my hand as I explored
his cock, then relinquished his meat to suck first one then both balls into
my mouth.  He moaned delightedly above me, and I was aware of Paco starting
to move toward standing up.
     He said something in Spanish and I looked up at Mario, my mouth still
full of his scrotum.
     "He is nervous," Mario said, although I think he meant embarrassed. I
released the full sac from my mouth and motioned Paco back to the sofa.
Once I got him seated, I repeated the undressing operation, revealing his
big prick, already pretty hard.  I gulped a mouthful of it, remembering
just how deeply it had fed my throat the last time, and then reached my
hand back to stroke Mario's thick meat.  Both men seemed to relax now into
the situation.
     For the next delightful hour, one or the other of these two beautiful
pieces of Latino meat filled my mouth. After stretching my jaw muscles to
accommodate Mario's thick cock, I let them relax while my throat accepted
most of the eight inches of Paco's thinner tube.  By alternating back and
forth, I managed to keep both fully stimulated and very hard the whole
time, and my mouth didn't get too tired.
 	I was sucking Mario's fat cock when he began suddenly to fuck his
cock into my mouth very fast and I looked up to see a sort of glazed look
come into his eyes. I realized that he was now getting very hot and eager
to come.  I relaxed my mouth to accommodate his driving cock and let it go
as deeply in my mouth as he stroked, meanwhile using my tongue to tease and
stimulate him even more.
     He called out in Spanish as he pistoned his meat into me for several
minutes then grabbed hold of my head and pulled me further toward him. I
relaxed my mouth to take his fat prick all the way in and was rewarded with
a hot blast of cum as his cock erupted into my mouth.
     Holding his thrusting cock at the base with my hand, I tasted the hot,
salty fluids with my tongue before gulping them down my throat.  After a
final volley of hot cum, his body relaxed and I felt his cock begin to
soften.
     As I moved back to Paco's cock, Mario stood and headed for the
bathroom. I encouraged Paco to stretch out on the sofa, which allowed me to
move into a better position to swallow the full length of his throbbing,
hard cock into my throat at each stroke. He moaned as he felt the head of
his prick pass into my throat and continued to groan as I kept up that same
action.
     Burying his cock in my throat, with my nose in his sweet smelling
balls, seemed to get him even more excited and he was soon calling out
words in Spanish which sounded like they should have been "Swallow my dick,
cocksucker," if I assumed rightly.
     With every stroke driving his long cock into my throat, I felt him
tense up and kneaded his balls as they pulled up closer to his body.  I
quickened the pace even more, wanting to bring him to climax.
     "Oh," was all he moaned as his cock erupted in my mouth, sending shot
after shot of hot cum deep in my throat, to be swallowed and join his
buddy's load in my gut. I kept sucking his cock for every drop, remembering
the huge load he had shot some days before, then sucked his cock until it
was soft again. I would have continued, hoping for a rematch, had he not
put his hand on my head to stop me. I looked up to see a sort of stunned
gaze still in his eyes.
     I'd known that Mario had returned, and now realized that he was
standing behind me, his cock once again hard.  He was beating it with his
left hand while his right hand massaged his balls. I pushed that hand away
and began chewing at his ball sac, licking and sucking on his balls as his
hand pounded away next to my face.  I took out my own cock, which was
completely hard and very confined in my pants, and began beating it off
very quickly.
     "Oh," he called out and I turned toward him.  He placed the head of
his dick on my extended tongue and began shooting another load of cum into
my mouth.  When he stopped coming, I swirled his cum around in my mouth
then gobbled it down.
     I turned to Paco, frankly hoping for a repeat from him, but found him
lying peacefully on the sofa, his still-large but spent cock flopped
against his leg.  I bent over and sucked it into my mouth, enjoying the
taste of the still mammoth organ until I shot my own load into my hand.
     I went to the bathroom and washed my hands and combed my hair.
Returning I found both guys dressed and standing near the door.
     "We must leave. You were great. Adios," said Paco, extending his hand
to shake mine.  I shook hands with both of them, telling them both to visit
again, and they were gone.
     I sat down on the sofa, flexing my tired mouth muscles, and smiled.
Suddenly, as I savored the accumulated cock and cum tastes in my mouth, I
realized I was thinking about Peter Garcia and my cock got hard again
almost at once, demanding relief.

                                      Chapter 4.
     The next week at work, I was again in a meeting with Peter, who sat
right next to me. Being so close to him, smelling his great cologne and
watching that huge basket got me so horny, I decided to go out looking for
some action after work again.
      "What the hell," I said, "So you're a slut." I decided to pay a visit
to the old Rialto Theater where I'd often found some hot Latino action
before.
     The Rialto had been converted to a place which now showed Latino
films. Now, since I didn't speak much Spanish, I obviously wasn't going for
the movies.  My interest focused on the action in the rather dilapidated
rest room in the basement, which had been kind of kicky from time to time.
I paid my admission at the door and looked at the ads on the wall until the
hallway was empty, then went down the old stairwell to the rest room.
     The rest room had three stalls and a long row of urinals.  Between the
middle and the far end stalls is a huge glory hole. Since it is down a
flight of stairs, you can usually hear anyone coming well in advance.
     A tall, slender Latino was standing at the end urinal as I walked in.
I walked down and stood at the other end and pulled out my dick.  Trying to
act as casual as possible, I glanced toward him and watched as he stroked
the long, thin cock sticking out of his fly.  He stepped back to give me a
full view of his uncut meat which was already pretty hard and I licked my
lips.
     He walked toward me, his dick swinging in front of him.
     "You want it, man?" he asked suggestively. "You want this cock?"
     I reached out and took hold of it, stroking the shaft.
     "Yeah, sure," I said and bent down to take it in my mouth. I sucked it
briefly until he pulled it out away and I stood up again.
     "That's good, man, but I wanta fuck.  You take it up your ass?"
     "Yeah, okay," I answered. I prefer sucking, but I'm willing to take it
up the ass if that's what the guy wants and his dick isn't too big.  "Come
on in here."
     I went into one stall and motioned him into the other.  Dropping my
pants, I turned my ass to the glory hole and immediately felt a hot, sweaty
hand grab my ass cheeks.
     "Use some spit," I said, "My ass is very tight."
     "I'm gonna fuck your ass good, man" he said.
     The next thing I felt was his hot tongue licking my ass cheeks all
around and then a wet finger was inserted up my ass.  He turned his finger
around, inserted a second one and poked them up my hole before removing
them both.  I winced at the invasion, but noted that he was trying to be
gentle about it.
     "Take my cock," he hissed, and I felt the heat of his cock pushing
against my hole. "I'm gonna fuck you, man."
     He shoved about two inches of his cock up my ass and I called out,
"Hold it. Go slow, man."  He stopped for a short while then started fucking
his cock into me again.
     "Oh, shit, you do have a tight hole, man" he cried, "I like fuckin'
you."
     He started driving his long thin cock in and out of my ass, moaning
and groaning words in Spanish I didn't understand exactly but which sounded
like he was enjoying my ass.  He was fucking me pretty well and I was
enjoying the hot meat in me as I played with my own cock.
     He started fucking even faster and cried out something in Spanish as
he drove his cock all the way up my ass and exploded.  I felt my ass fill
with his hot cum as his spasming body pushed against my ass cheeks.  He was
just finishing his climax when there was a clatter of feet coming down the
stairs.
     He quickly withdrew his cock and dressed again, leaving me standing
there with an ass full of his hot come.  I heard some rapid talk in
Spanish, then a man walked into the stall next to me.  I glanced through
the hole and saw a hot looking, good-sized piece of cock hanging out of a
pair of black pants.
     It was not as long as the guy before, maybe just under seven inches,
but was somewhat thicker.  I gestured toward him and he immediately stuck
his cock through the glory hole.  I gulped the heavy cock into my mouth and
was happily sucking it deep into my mouth when I realized there was another
guy standing at the doorway of the stall.  I jumped back nervously.
     He was a good-looking, olive-skinned Latino, probably in his
mid-twenties, with a nice build and he was smiling broadly.
     "Let him fuck you and you can suck on this instead," he said,
unzipping his pants and pulling out his good looking cock.
     "He wants to fuck you," he explained.  I released the cock from my
mouth and stood up, turning my ass toward the glory hole.
     "Ah, si!" the guy on the other side said, and, without preliminaries,
drove his cock up my ass.  I staggered at the force of his entry, but just
barely managed to keep my balance and push backward as he began the
roughest fuck I've ever had.
     With every stroke, he pulled his cock out until the just the head
stayed inside, then drove the whole length of his cock back deep inside me.
Along with each somewhat painful thrust, I felt his balls banging against
my ass each time he drove it home.
     The other guy moved so I could get my mouth on his seven-inch love
stick.  It was a delicious piece of meat and I tried to concentrate on this
beautiful cock rather than the determined assault on my ass.  I sucked like
a demon, determined to make the guy feed me his load of cum.
     The guy next door fucked me at that hectic pace for at least five or
six minutes before he called out in Spanish as he plunged it in even
deeper.  I felt the release of his hot cum deep in my bowels.  He came and
came and then finally I felt his dick start to soften somewhat.
     Still sucking the other guy's cock deep into my mouth, I felt him
tense up then tasted his love juices as they filled my mouth.  It was a
nice, sweet load and I swallowed it, just as I felt the softening cock
finally slip from my tortured ass. The two men spoke in rapid Spanish then
looked at me.
     "You're damn good," the guy with the huge cock said as he stuffed his
oversized organ back in his pants.  "My buddy doesn't speak English but he
says you're a great fuck.  He says he's sorry if he was a little rough, but
your hot ass really turned him on."
     There was nothing much to say so I sat down on the stool as they
started to leave.
     "Hey, you wait.  I'm gonna tell my buddy to come down. You'll like his
big cock."
     "No, man, I gotta leave," I pleaded, suddenly feeling that I was
losing all control of the situation.
     "No, you wait." he said and the two of them hurried up the stairs.
     I let the hot cum drain from my ass and told myself I was turning into
too much of a slut, wanting every Latino who came along.  I made up my mind
to leave and was just getting redressed when I heard someone coming down
the stairs.
     The guy quickly entered the booth next to me. "Look what I got for
you," he said as he undid his fly zipper. He spoke with almost no accent.
     "No, I gotta leave," I said and started to leave. I took a quick look
before I left and stopped dead.
     Sticking out of the guy's pants was the biggest dick I'd ever seen.  I
couldn't resist. Staring at it, I went down on one knee. He moved toward me
and fed me what looked like a foot-long cock.  I do not exaggerate. It had
to be at least ten inches long, circumcised, and while not too thick, it
was way more than a mouthful.
     "What a gorgeous cock," I whispered, taking about half of it in my
hand. He moaned as I slurped it deep into my mouth.
     As I mentioned, I love cock deep in my throat, but it took me a number
of tries before this huge organ passed down into my throat.  Once there, I
was able to really turn the guy on by my sucking.
     "Suck that cock, man! Take it down your throat! Oh, yeah. Suck it!" he
whispered lustily, urging the full length into my mouth with every stroke.
      Suddenly he began fucking it as deep in my mouth as I could take it,
until I felt his balls explode and begin to unload down my throat.  I slid
back on his cock and tasted the delicious juices he was feeding me. I
continued sucking this monster cock until it stopped spasming, then nursed
his cock for the last drops and let it slide out of my mouth.
     "That is one fantastic cock," I said.  I looked up but couldn't see
the guy's face.
     "You're damn good," he answered, "Let me see your cock," he said,
reaching through the glory hole.
     I stood up, and was in a daze as he stroked and fondled my cock and
balls with both hands then suddenly knelt down and sucked first one and
then the other of my balls into his mouth.  My cock was getting harder and
harder and by the time he released my nuts from his mouth it was standing
at full attention.
     "Very nice," he whispered very quietly, taking my cock in his mouth.
He began to suck me very gently and it felt great. His mouth was hot and he
sucked with obvious pleasure.
     I leaned against the wall and let the events of the evening pass
through my mind as he took my dick deep in his mouth - my ass still tingled
from the two fuckings it had received, and I could still taste the two
loads of hot Latino cum I'd eaten.  Those sensations added to the
stimulation of the cocksucker's hot mouth.
     "I'm getting very close," I warned him as I felt my balls pull up to
my body. He didn't hesitate, but increased the pace of his sucking.
     "Take it! Suck my cock!" I was almost shouting.
     My cock exploded deep in his mouth and he sucked on like a vacuum,
swallowing my cum deeply.  He continued to suck as my cock softened,
finally releasing it from his tender lips.
     "Great!" he said very quietly, rising.
     "It sure was," I said, gathering up my pants.  By the time I had them
pulled up, he had left.
     "Damn, I didn't even get to see him." I moaned.
      Just then, I heard someone on the steps and I stuffed my cock back in
my pants and went to wash my hands.  Two young guys - one white and one
black entered and headed for the urinals.  I felt sure they were there to
play, so I left quickly .
     "What a night!" I said to myself as I drove home, at dinner, and then
quickly showered and collapsed into bed.  Between Peter Garcia driving me
crazy at work and the great sex at the Rialto, I was exhausted and slept
soundly.
     
                                       Chapter 5.
     
    It rained hard all day on Thursday so I knew there would be no ball
game at the park, so I went directly home after work.  I was watching
television about 7 o'clock when there was a knock at my apartment door.
     I checked through the peep hole and was very surprised to see Paco
standing outside.  I opened the door immediately and invited him in.
     "Is okay I come?" he asked, unaware of the double meaning.
     "Sure, come in," I said, gesturing him toward the sofa.
     "I come for have sex," he said and I smiled delightedly, licking my
lips.
     "Great."  I offered him a drink which he declined so I asked, "Here,
or you want to go to the bedroom?"
     "Bed," was his simple answer.
     He followed me into the bedroom, and I couldn't help but notice that
he had a somewhat ungainly bulge in his crotch.  I knelt in front of him
and reached for his zipper.  He grasped my hand and said:
     "You take off clothes too."
     I stood up and complied, removing all my clothes while he did
likewise.
     He laid down on the bed and I laid down next to him and began moving
my hands all over his strong, stocky body covered in smooth olive-colored
skin. He felt so damn good all over that I began kissing his body every
where I could reach, until he grabbed me and pulled me over on top of
him. Our bodies met and he kissed me hard through clenched lips.
     As I felt his lips relax and soften, I stuck my tongue into his mouth
and he moaned and kissed me back. We began a series of long, passionate and
tender kisses, as our hands wandered over each other's body.
     As our lips parted, I looked into his beautiful dark eyes as his mouth
widened into a magnificent smile.
     "You're nice," he said, kissing me tenderly again.
     I felt his long prick throb against my leg and moved downward, licking
and kissing his body all along the way. He moaned when I licked then gently
sucked on his nipples, then moaned even louder as I bathed his flat,
muscular belly with my tongue.
     His cock was rock hard when I reached it, and grabbing hold of his
balls in their full sac I gulped his cock deep into my mouth.  He moaned
loudly as I began a series of long strokes which drove his cock deep into
my throat.
     Having some experience with his cock, I found I could handle it in my
throat easily and settled down to getting him as excited as
possible. Suddenly, he shocked me by moving away from me, pulling his cock
out of my mouth in the process.
     "I want too," he said as he moved toward my crotch, grabbing my stiff
prick in his hand.
     "What?" I asked, then watched in total surprise as he stuffed half of
my cock into his mouth.  I felt him choke then back away and start again
with just the first two inches of my thick cock.
     He was clearly determined to try sucking my cock and I had no
intention of stopping him.  On the other hand, I could see his long dick
already glistening with my saliva and I sure wanted to get it back in my
mouth.
     I moved to try and get into a sixty-nine position with him and he was
obviously delighted as his eight inches found a home down my throat again.
     He moaned and renewed his sucking action on my cock and except for
occasionally scraping his teeth across my dick he was doing a remarkable
job of sucking my thick meat.  I moaned in encouragement which stimulated
his sucking even more.
     His heavy olive balls hung in their sac down his leg as I sucked down
the shaft of his cock, and I could see his hairy ass beyond
them. Immediately, I felt an incredible hunger. I let his cock slide out of
my mouth and began to lick a path from the base of his scrotum toward his
asshole.
     It excited him tremendously as I licked the sensitive area. He moaned,
renewing his effort to take all of my cock in his mouth, and I shifted my
position to get my tongue even with his pucker.
     When I finally succeeded in reaching it, I licked and tongued his ass
frantically, tasting and smelling his sweaty but sexy being. These
heightened my passion and I sucked and licked his hole like crazy.
     I used my hands to pull his ass cheeks apart which gave me freer
access and I drove my tongue directly into him.  He cried out, momentarily
releasing my cock from his mouth.
     "Oh, si!" followed by a string of Spanish I didn't understand, but
which I didn't let discourage me as I rimmed and sucked at his hole.  He
was now sucking my fat cock like a veteran and finally managed to get the
head passed his throat muscles as I tongued in and out of his hole.
     Suddenly, he stopped sucking, and pushed me away from his ass and over
onto my back.  I was surprised as he positioned himself over my cock and
started to slide it up his ass.
     "You don't have to do that," I tried to say, but he had already
managed to get the head of my hard cock into his ass and had stopped with a
grimace on his face.
     "Wait," he said, and after a short time he began moving down on my
cock again.  He moaned as the next couple of inches went in and stopped
again.
     It took probably five full minutes for him to get my stiff cock up his
ass, but when he finally felt the last inch go in and my pubic hairs
touched his ass, he stopped and smiled at me very proudly.
     "You fuck me now," he said, and I motioned for him to roll toward the
side so we could reverse positions. He managed to do it while keeping my
cock fully inside him.  As I raised his legs to my shoulders, I began
stroking my cock in and out of his ass and he groaned and smiled in
delight.
     "Yes! Yes!" he cried out as I began lengthening the strokes of my
cock. As I plowed it further and further into him, he began moving his ass
back to meet my driving cock and moaned loudly each time my cock massaged
his prostate.
     His ass was incredibly hot and tight and I knew I wasn't going to be
able to keep from coming quickly. I tried to slow the pace of my fucking,
but his ass muscles kept grabbing my cock and it was driving me crazy.
     "Oh, God! What a fantastic fuck!" I cried out, abandoning all hope of
delaying my climax. I pistoned my cock in and out of his ass as fast as I
could, as the sensations from fucking his hot, moist ass spread throughout
my body.
     "I'm gonna fill your ass with cum! Take my cock! I'm coming...!" I
called as I drove my cock as deep in his hole as I could and felt it erupt,
my load of cum flowing into his bowels.  His ass muscles kept squeezing
against my cock, sucking every drop from my nuts, and my cock throbbed and
spasmed deep in his rectum.
     "Oh, yes! You very good," he said, pulling me toward him and thrusting
his tongue into my mouth in a passionate kiss.  We kissed for several more
minutes, my cock still buried in his ass.
     "You fuck me again, now?" he asked.
     "I don't know if I can," I answered, raising myself up and twitching
my cock in his ass.
     "Oh yes! Oh yes!" he moaned, and I felt my cock stiffen as his ass
muscles began working against it.
     Soon I was sending deep fuck strokes in and out of his ass again,
driving him wild.  He was moving his body in a steady rhythm and his ass
fucked my cock as much as I fucked him, and the action soon brought me
again to a fantastic climax.
     "Oh, my God!" I cried as my cock unloaded a second wad of my juices
deep within him.
     We kissed and made love in this position for several minutes more,
then I felt my cock begin involuntarily to slip from his ass.
     "No," he whispered, but it was too late, as my cock left its warm,
temporary home.  I smiled at him as I moved to the bathroom, returning
several minutes later to find him in exactly the same place.
     "That was great!" I said, lying down next to him on the bed.
     "You good for me. I want good for you," he said.  We kissed again, and
again I felt his sensuous body fully against me.  I ran my hands over his
body until I reached his very swollen cock and remembered that he had not
been satisfied.
     "Now this," I said, moving to gulp his very long cock into my mouth.
     Having come twice did nothing to diminish my desire to suck this
beautiful cock and bring Paco to orgasm. I savored his hot, delicious meat
in my mouth, remembering how we both like to have it plunged down my
throat.
     I started with just the head in my mouth, licking and nibbling on his
foreskin, then began taking deeper strokes, each time taking more and more
of his long cock until it was completely down my throat with his balls
against my chin.
     Soon he was very near to coming and I quickened the pace of my stroke,
taking it each time passed my throat muscle and deep inside me, and each
time was rewarded by a heavily-breathed moan.
     The volcano came very soon, as his huge meat pumped shot after shot of
hot sweet cum deep into me.  I don't think anyone has ever fed me as
copious a load of cum as the wad I sucked out of Paco's nuts that day,
savoring every drop of his delicious man juice.  I had to swallow again and
again to keep from losing any of it, but managed to get the whole load down
my throat.
     I felt his cock soften in my mouth and sensed his body relaxing, so I
let his cock slide out of my mouth.  His strong arms pulled me up to an
embrace and more deep kissing before he laid back on the bed in total
relaxation.
     After several minutes he got up and went to the bathroom, then
returned and laid down on top of me again and we settled into a comfortable
embrace. I held him gently until he rolled off me and went to sleep cuddled
against me.
     Despite the fact that he felt so good next to me, I realized that I
was not sleepy and would only wake him if I stayed there.  I slipped out of
the bed quietly, grabbed a robe and went to the living room.
     
                                   Chapter 6.
     
     About nine-thirty, the telephone rang.  I answered it quickly hoping
it wouldn't wake Paco, and was surprised when it was Carlos.
     "Do you want to get together Saturday?" he asked. He said he didn't
know if Paco and Mario had to work but that he was free.
     "Sure. That's great," I answered.
     "Okay, about two o'clock again?" I agreed and hung up.
     I walked to the bedroom door and looked in to see if the phone had
wakened Paco. His eyes were open but he was lying very still.  I would have
walked away except that I couldn't help but notice that his great, long
cock was hard again and knew that I wanted another taste of it.
     I removed my robe and from the bottom of the bed, I crawled between
his legs just far enough to reach his prick.  It was extended to its full
eight inches and his foreskin had retracted behind the head. I held it in
my hand and admired it before I kissed the head and gulped it into my
mouth.
     Paco moaned and sat up slightly, watching as his meat slid between my
lips and the head reached deep in my throat.
     "You want again?" he asked. I looked up, smiled and nodded with his
cock still deep in my mouth.
     "Feels good," he said, lying back and relaxing.
     I sucked his cock slowly, luxuriating in the smooth velvety hardness
of it and enjoying his sensuality.  He let me continue in this manner for
about ten minutes before he sat up again.
     "I suck you too," he said, motioning for me to turn around which I did
willingly.
     He caught the mood and slowly sucked in more and more of my cock until
he caught the trick of letting it pass into his throat.  After choking on
my thick cock two or three times, he managed to take it all and I moaned in
satisfaction.
     That caused the speed of our sucking to pick up and we were soon
thrusting our cocks down each others throats, stopping now and then to lick
and suck each other's balls, then returning to reclaim the other's cock.
     It was as much that he was doing it, as how well he was doing, that
brought me to climax.  When I did, after warning him, start pumping volley
after volley of cum into this mouth, he didn't hesitate but took it and
swallowed it right away.
     Needless to say, when his cock erupted a minute later, it was deep in
my mouth and a second large batch of his delicious cum joined the earlier
one down in my guts.
     We kissed for several minutes afterwards, until Paco said he had to
leave.  I kissed his cock and then told him good-bye.
     I told him that Carlos had called, and he asked me not to tell Carlos
that he had been there.
     After he left, I went to bed, feeling totally relaxed, dreading
Friday, but eager for Saturday.

                                       Chapter 7.
     
     Friday at work was Hell. It was the day Peter Garcia and I had to make
our presentation on the project and we worked together for the first three
hours to finish it, then had lunch together and went to the meeting.
During the whole time, we were physically very close and I was a nervous
wreck.
     When we did the presentation, he did the first part and I did the
second.  He did a very self-confident job, then sat down in the front row
while I did my part.
     "Oh shit, he's gonna sit there looking gorgeous and with that huge
basket and I'll never be able to keep my mind on my talk." I thought.  But
I did okay, mostly by never looking at him if I could help it, and finally
sat down. The boss liked it, everyone else liked it, and we were a success.
     "You guys obviously work well together," the boss said. "We'll
probably give you another project together."  My heart sank at the prospect
of such torture.
     "Let's have a drink, buddy," Peter suggested as we walked from the
room. "I think we deserve it."
     "Sure, why not," I answered and we headed for the bar downstairs.  We
sat at the bar and ordered a drink.
     "I have to ask you a question," he said. "I have the feeling that
either you don't like me or that I make you very nervous or something.
What's the problem."
     "It's not you, it's just the way I am. People make me nervous
sometimes." I answered.
     "Okay, as long as your sure I haven't done anything wrong," he said,
putting his hand on my shoulder.
     I stifled a shudder and said, "No, believe me, it's not you."  How
could I say that just being close to him made me so horny I couldn't
function.
     We talked about things in general and suddenly I began to feel
somewhat more comfortable with him. I decided that part of the problem was
that he was so intense in the office, whereas now he was more relaxed.
     He told me he had come to the city two years ago, that he liked it
much better than where he grew up and that he lived with his younger
brother.
     "There are sometimes problems, living with a brother, as I'm sure you
can imagine," he said. "But, he's always chasing around with his friends
and is seldom home, so we get along okay."
     I said I could understand, though I didn't have either brothers or
sisters myself.  He said I was lucky.
     We finished our drinks and he stood up.
     "I've gotta run," he said, "I'm supposed to meet some friends for
dinner tonight."
     We thanked each other for the work on the project. He smiled that
perfect smile, which weakened my knees, and left.
     I went home, fixed and ate my dinner, and went to bed early.
     
                               Chapter 8.
     
     I was up early on Saturday and had all my errands and chores done
around the house before noon.  I took a nice shower, and was listening to
some of my favorite music when Carlos and Mario arrived about 2 o'clock.
     I welcomed them and served them soft drinks.  Carlos explained that
Paco was busy, then commented on the music.
     "Oh, you like opera, huh?  My brother is crazy for opera, but I can
take it or leave it." he said.
     We don't have to listen to that," I said, taking the CD off the player
and turning the radio to a station that plays light rock music.
     "How are you?" I asked, turning back.
     "I'm horny," said Mario, and Carlos laughed.
     "I believe him," he said, "He's been talking all morning about the way
you suck his cock."
     "Not to anyone else, I hope," I said. "I do have to be a little
careful."
     "He only told my brother," Carlos answered, "But he didn't tell him
your name and neither Paco nor I let on we knew you too."
     "That's good," I said. "You know, some guys get violent about that."
     "Not my brother, anyway," said Carlos.
     "Well, I hope not." I said, "Lets go in on the bed."
     "All at the same time?" asked Carlos, acting kind of startled.
     "That's up to you," I said, and Mario spoke up.
     "Sure, I like to watch too," he said.
     "Okay," Carlos agreed with some hesitation.
     We went into the bedroom and all stripped down to our shorts except
Mario who wasn't wearing any.
     "It looks like you're ready," I said leading Mario to the bed, and
kneeling between his thighs.  His thick six and a half inch cock was
semi-hard already and as I stroked it got longer and fatter.
     "I'm ready too," said Carlos, removing his shorts and sitting on the
bed.
     "Good, let Mario play with yours while I suck him off," I said.
     I didn't look at either of them, but concentrated on getting a good
taste of Mario's fat cock as I sucked it into my mouth, and began to move
up and down the staff.  I sensed Carlos moving but didn't look up for
several minutes.
     When I did look up, enjoying a good mouthful of Mario's cock, Carlos
was kissing Mario on the mouth while Mario fondled his huge cock.  That
looked like progress, so I went back to work on my tasty mouthful.
     I knew that Mario likes to put a little fucking action into getting
sucked so I moved back to encourage him and he immediately started humping
upward to drive his cock deep in my mouth.  To take his fat cock this way,
I had to relax my jaw muscles, but this meant he could drive it all the way
to my throat, which got him very excited.
     I was getting pretty excited myself, and reached down to free my cock
from my shorts.  Doing so, I looked up and saw Mario had moved his mouth to
lick at Carlos's mammoth cock.
     "Damn, they won't need me before long," I chuckled to myself, but
reconsidered when I heard Mario choke on the huge organ.  He moved away
from it, but went back to kissing Carlos and increased the pace of fucking
his fat cock into my mouth.
     He was now almost literally fucking my mouth and as his pace
increased, I felt his balls pull up tight to his body and his body tense.
That's when I took over and began diving down on his cock matching him
stroke for stroke and burying his cock to the hilt in my throat every time.
     It took only a minute before he groaned loudly and blasted the first
shot of hot cum way back in my throat.
     I clamped my mouth on his cock and sucked in every drop of his hot
load.  I continued nursing his cock to extract the last drops before
releasing it.
     "How are you doing?" I asked as I sat up again, seeing Carlos and
Mario still kissing with some passion.
     "Great," said Carlos, and Mario responded by moaning as he laid back
on the bed.
     "You suck very good," he said.
     "You ready to go, tiger?" I asked Carlos, climbing up to between his
legs.  His cock responded by flexing, and I grabbed hold of it by the base.
     "My God, you've got a huge cock!" I said.
     "Yeah, and I love the way you suck it," he said.
     "We aim to please," I said as I started to take the thick nine inch
cock in my mouth. I licked around the well cut head and up and down the
shaft, then tested to see how far I could pull the monster into my throat.
It took a number of tries, but finally my throat muscles relaxed and I was
able to swallow his whole sword, feeling his huge balls against my chin.
 	"Oh, my God, that's terrific! Suck it! Suck it!"
     "Uh-huh," I moaned, delighted.
     "Oh, yeah, suck my cock some more," he said, and I continued doing so,
feeling his big meat quiver each time it passed into my throat.
     I tried to set a pace which would really get him hot, sucking on his
cock for awhile, then licking up and down the shaft, sucking in his balls,
and so forth.  He moaned throughout, especially when I swallowed his whole
cock in a single stroke.
     From his crotch, I looked up and was rather surprised that instead of
kissing, Mario was massaging Carlos's tits and was squeezing the nipple on
his right one. That, plus my sucking, was causing Carlos to moan quite a
lot.
     "Oh, my God! Suck it! I wanna come, cocksucker! Suck my load out of
those nuts!" he cried.
     I continued sucking his cock, now taking more and more full length
strokes of it down my throat, when suddenly I felt his body tense up and
the two huge balls I held in my hand tried to pull up to his body.
     "Oh, do it! Take my dick down your throat! Suck it! I'm gonna come!"
he cried loudly.
     I braced myself for it and pulled his cock all the way down into my
throat as his cock started to spasm.  I held it there as he dumped the
first few volleys of his big, sweet load of hot cum down my gullet, then I
moved back to take the rest of it in my mouth.  It tasted sweet and fresh
and I swished it around in my mouth, working it over and around his cock as
it softened in my mouth.
     "My God, that's good," Carlos said, still shaking slightly from his
orgasm.
     "Yeah, this is fun," said Mario.
     I said I'd be right back, then went into the bathroom to piss and get
a drink of water. Imagine my surprise when I returned to find that Carlos
was lying on the bed and now had half of Mario's fat cock in his mouth and
was sucking it gently. Mario kneeled on the bed, watching as Carlos
swallowed his cock.
     "Come here," said Mario, motioning to me, and as I reached the bed, he
bent down and took the first three inches of my semi-hard cock in his
mouth.
     "Wow," I said, "You're good."
     Carlos mumbled something but it's hard to talk with a fat cock in your
mouth.
     "Lay down," said Mario, as he moved away from Carlos and climbed
between my legs.  He quickly sucked my cock back into his mouth as Carlos
moved up and whispered to me.
     "Is he better than I am?"
     "You're both great," I answered diplomatically.
     Carlos shook his head, then moved to join Mario at my crotch, and for
the next ten minutes or so, the two of them jointly sucked my cock.
     First one, then the other, sucked on my dick, as they moved from
position to position to get what they thought were better angles.  I was
getting hot and could feel my climax building, but things really got going
when Carlos, straddling my body and facing my feet, bent to suck my dick
back into his mouth again.
     I saw his ass just above my face and took advantage of his position to
bury my face in his ass and start licking his pucker.  He released my cock
to cry out, and Mario immediately sucked my dick back into his warm mouth.
Carlos sat back, just as I spread his ass cheeks to give myself a better
shot at rimming his hole.
     "Oh God, that's hot! I never felt that before! It's wild!" Carlos
cried out.
     Excited by the great blow job Mario was giving me, and by Carlos'
reactions, I went on rimming him like crazy.  I had an inch or so of my
tongue up his hole when my cock erupted into Mario's hot, sucking mouth and
I felt him stop then resume sucking, all the time siphoning my hot load
into his mouth.
     I slurped my tongue out of Carlos' ass, tasting his hot juices and
moaned loudly, just as I felt Mario swallow hard.  He released my cock from
his mouth just as Carlos cried out:
     "Oh, put it in my ass again."
     Not knowing exactly what had transpired, Mario moved to the side of
the bed, meanwhile stroking his fat cock which was again rock hard.
     "Let me put this in your ass." pleaded Mario.
     "Oh, no!" Carlos shouted, "I want his tongue in there."
     "Use your tongue," I said to Mario, who understood perfectly, adding
quietly afterward, "Then your cock."
     He moved Carlos off me and crawled between Carlos' legs and started
rimming him.  I watched in fascination as he expertly tongued Carlos'
asshole, licking all around the hole then driving his tongue deeply
inside. Later I remembered that some men do this with women which explained
Mario's prowess.
     "Oh my God!" cried Carlos, "Oh, my God, YES."
     Sensing the situation, I moved in front of Carlos and found that his
mammoth cock was hard once again.  I fondled it gently, not wanting him to
get too close to orgasm, as I saw Mario wet his cock with saliva and start
to move into position.
     That was my cue and just as the first inch of Mario's cock went in his
asshole, Carlos' cock went into my mouth.  The combination worked, and
Carlos soon relaxed.
     In minutes, Mario was banging his fat cock all the way up Carlos' ass,
and Carlos was loving it.
     "Oh yes, Fuck me! Suck me! It feels so damn good!" Carlos cried out.
     Knowing how fast Mario liked to fuck, I predicted that it wouldn't
take too long, so I sucked like mad on Carlos' cock, hoping to time his
orgasm with Mario's.  I felt under Carlos for Mario's nuts and was just in
time to feel them rising, so I increased the speed of my sucking and
started taking Carlos's huge cock down my throat.
     That did it and the two of them cried out, Mario in Spanish and Carlos
in English as they each came for the second time.
     "Oh, YES. His big cock up my ass is makin' me wild! I'm gonna come!
Take it, take it!" Carlos shouted.  Mario must have said something similar
as he drove his cock deeper than ever in Carlos' ass and his cock exploded,
shooting Carlos' ass full of his load.
     On my side, I tasted the delicious result as Carlos' nuts pumped
another load of his cum into my mouth.
     As Mario let his fat cock slide from Carlos' ass, Carlos collapsed on
the bed.
     "My God, I've never felt anything like that," he said.  "It felt like
my insides were exploding when I came."
     I smiled at the two of them and suggested they were free to shower if
they wanted to.  Both agreed and Mario went into the bathroom first.
     "I never expected that to happen," Carlos' said. "It hurt at first
then suddenly it started to feel good.  Do you like to get fucked?"
     "Well, sometimes, but not usually," I answered, getting dressed. "You
were really hot and that makes a lot of difference."
     In a few minutes, Mario and Carlos had finished showering and got
dressed again.  They came out to the family room and we all had a cold
drink.
     "Let's not tell Paco what happened today," Carlos said, then repeated
it in Spanish to Mario.
     "That's up to you, but I don't think he'd be too surprised," I said,
smiling to myself.
     As the guys left, Carlos said he would call me the next week.
     I was straightening up my bedroom when I found Carlos' wallet under
the bed.  I looked through it for a telephone number but didn't find one.
I did learn that his full name was Carlos Garcia and his driver's license
told me his address.
     "I'd better take this over to him," I thought, "He might not know he
lost it here."  I dressed quickly and drove to his house.

                                  Chapter 9.
     
     I found the house without any trouble, and went up to the door.  I
rang the bell twice before the door opened and I was pleased to see it was
Paco.
     He was surprised to see me but opened the door and welcomed me inside.
I was just starting to explain about Carlos' wallet when another door
opened into the foyer and Peter Garcia entered.  I was absolutely shocked.
He was wearing jeans and a sport shirt and looked even sexier than in his
work clothes.
     "Well, hello," he said. "I didn't expect to see you."
     I guess I'm a little dense, but suddenly it began to dawn on me.
Carlos was the younger brother Peter had told me about.
     "Oh, shit, what a mess this is," flashed through my mind, then
suddenly I thought maybe I could bluff it out.
     "Isn't this a strange coincidence.  I found this wallet and thought
I'd better return it, but it never occurred to me that it might belong to a
relative of yours."
     "Well," said Peter, "There are so many Garcias in the world, it's
really a wonder it was the same family."  He smiled his beautiful smile and
I felt my face flush.
     "I figured whoever lost it would be worried, so I thought I'd better
return it."
     "That's really nice of you. Come in. At least have a drink while
you're here," Peter said, and waved toward the living room.
     Oh," he stopped, "This is Francisco Alvarez," he introduced us, "But
everyone calls him Paco."  Paco and I nodded toward each other, and I
couldn't help but notice the huge grin on his face.
     "Really, I have to go. I have some things to do," I said.
     "You can stop long enough to have a drink, surely," Peter asked, "It's
the least we can do after you were so kind."
     I saw there was no polite way of avoiding it, so I agreed and we all
went into the living room which was very nicely furnished and spotlessly
clean.
     Peter asked Paco to bring the drinks and then sat down opposite me.
     "You look so different in casual clothes," he said, "You always look
so great dressed up, it's kind of a surprise to see you in shorts."
     "Thanks" I said, feeling very self-conscious, "You look different from
work too."
     Paco brought the drinks and joined us, wordlessly.  Peter and I talked
mostly about work and I felt I was handling the situation pretty well until
the front door opened and Carlos and Mario walked in.
     They both looked at me in total surprise.
     "What the..." Carlos started, but Peter took charge.
     "This is a guy I work with, and he found your wallet and returned it,"
he said. "It really is a small world."
     "Oh, I didn't realize I'd lost it," Carlos said feeling his pants
pocket.  "Thanks a lot for bringing it back," he said immediately.
     Peter introduced me to Carlos and Mario and we solemnly shook hands.
     "I was just leaving," I said, finishing my drink and standing up.
     "Do you really have to go?" asked Peter. I lied and said I had an
appointment.
     "Well, see you on Monday." he said.
     I said good-bye all around and left.  As I drove home, I congratulated
myself on keeping my wits about me, and hoped it had worked out.  It turned
out even better than that.
     I was reading the Sunday paper the next morning when the telephone
rang, and I answered it to hear Peter's voice on the line.
     "Can I come over and see you today?" he asked.  I was surprised, of
course, but agreed and he said he would be over about noon.
     "Now what?" I wondered.
     
                                    Chapter 10.
     
     "I feel so stupid," he said, sitting down on the chair in my living
room.  He was wearing cut-offs and a tee shirt and looked sexier than ever.
     "What do you mean?" I asked, rather nervously.
     "You know what I mean," he said, "I knew something was funny, but it
took me until last night to figure it out. Carlos and Mario were here
yesterday, weren't they?"
     "Why do you say that?" I asked, hoping to avoid an outright admission.
     "Because when I finally thought about it, it was the only answer.  You
had to be the guy Mario was so excited about going to see.  Then, Paco told
me the whole story.  That's why," he sounded rather angry.
     "Dammit," I shouted, "I've tried so hard to keep it a secret."
     "You mean that you're gay or that you knew the guys?"
     "That I'm gay, of course. I didn't know that Carlos was your brother
until I got to your house yesterday. When I figured that out, I was almost
paralyzed as I thought of all the ramifications to my job and my life."
     "You don't understand why I'm upset, do you?"  he asked.
     "I assume you're upset that I'm gay.  I try to hard to be very
discreet, particularly with people from work."
     "That's not it at all," he said. "It's just too funny.  I've been
cruising you since the day I met you, but you acted like you didn't like
me.  I was afraid to be any more obvious."
     I stared with him open-mouthed.
     "This is crazy!  All this time, I've been a nervous wreck because you
turn me on so."
     He jumped from his chair and came toward me.  I stood up as he neared
me.
     "That's why I ...."  I didn't get a chance to finish that sentence,
because at that moment he kissed me so passionately that I felt my knees go
weak.  We moved back to the sofa and for ten minutes I don't think our lips
parted.
     "I have been wanting to do that since I first saw you," he said when
we finally parted.  "I think you're about the sexiest guy I've ever seen,
but I thought you didn't like me."
     "No. I think you're gorgeous, but I've been afraid to even show you
that I liked you so much because I was so sure you were straight. I wasn't
sure I could hide being gay."
     We spent the next half hour making out on the sofa and telling each
other how silly the situation at work was.
     "Promise me that you won't blame Paco for telling," he said, "He only
told me because after you left I was confessing how attracted to you I was.
He made me promise not to tell you he was the one."
     "Those guys try to keep a lot of secrets," I said, but didn't explain.
"The only reason I mind you knowing about that is that it makes me seem
like such a slut," I said, "I'm not sorry any of it happened, but you must
think I'm terrible."
     "Not at all," he answered, "I'm not a celibate either."
     As we stretched out on the sofa, I felt his cock against my leg.  It
felt very big, but I admit I was so turned on by him that I wouldn't have
cared how big or small it was.
     "Let's go in the bedroom," I suggested.
     "Oh, yes.  I've been wanting to get you in bed for a long time."
     We moved to the bedroom but at first we just laid down on the bed in
our clothes, and resumed our lovemaking.
     "This feels nice," he said, gently fondling the bulge at my crotch.
     "So does this," I said reaching for him, "My God, it's huge."
     "Yeah, I should warn you. It is pretty big. Sorry."
     "Sorry, hell, I love it! It feels great," I answered, reaching for the
buttons of his cut-offs. When I finally got those and his underwear off, I
saw the reason he always shows such a big basket.  His dick was enormous,
growing when hard to almost ten inches long.  I moved toward his crotch and
started to take it into my mouth when he stopped me.
     "Take your pants off," he said, "I want yours too."
     "Gladly," I said, stripping out of my clothes quickly.  We moved into
a sixty-nine position and he sucked my cock well into his mouth before I
could get in position to take his.
     "That's beautiful," I said as I sucked the first half of his cock into
my mouth as he moaned sensuously.
     "So is this," he said, releasing my cock momentarily from his mouth
then gulping it back inside.
     Even in so comfortable a position and with my admitted experience, it
still took me some time before I could take his whole cock, but I kept at
it until I succeeded and the whole thing slid down into my throat.
     "Oh, my God," he called out, "That's unbelievable! Suck it all like
that again!"
     "Uh-huh," I mumbled, unable to talk as I did what he asked.  He was
sucking almost all of my seven and a half inch cock into his mouth, and for
some minutes, we were each deep throating the other's meat to the fullest.
     His gentle sucking felt terrific, and I felt my climax approaching but
tried to fight it, wanting to satisfy the huge cock stuffed in my mouth
first.  He was so good, however, and was exciting me so much I couldn't
control it and my cock erupted as he sucked it deeply into his mouth.
     "Mmm," he groaned, savoring the cum I was feeding him.  He continued
sucking my cock softly and he began moving his cock deeper and deeper into
my mouth as I sucked it.  Finally releasing my cock from his mouth and
swallowing my cum, he called out:
     "Oh, yes! Suck that cock! Take it all down your throat! You've got me
so hot I'm gonna come! Oh yes, NOW!"
     I braced myself as I felt his mammoth cock start to spasm and erupt
deep in my throat. I moved back to taste his delicious man juices, then
swallowed quickly as his volcanic load continued to shoot in my mouth.
When it had subsided, I sucked it deep in my throat again and nursed his
cock for any remaining cum before releasing it.
     "Wow!" he said. "Hardly anybody has ever managed to take my whole cock
in his mouth like you did.  How do you do that?"
     "Professional secret," I said, "Mine's no where near as long, but you
were doing a hell of a job on my cock too.  How long have you been storing
up that load, stud?"
     "Never mind that.  Turn around here and kiss me," he said, taking me
into his arms and holding me as our lips met in a deep, tongues exploring
kiss.  I felt wonderful with this man, whose naked skin felt so wonderful
and who kissed so nicely.
     We laid in bed for another hour, making love and kissing, talking and
laughing about the silliness of the whole situation.  He was delightful,
and now I felt very comfortable being with him.
     My cock had started to reassert itself and was semi-hard when Peter
fondled it gently as we kissed.
     "I want this big thing inside me," he whispered, "But we're gonna need
some lubricant."
     "There's some in the bathroom, I'll get it," I said, rising from the
bed.
     "No, that's okay. I'll go." he said, jumping up and going into the
bathroom.  He returned several minutes later.
     "I'm ready now," he said, climbing into bed.  I moved between his
legs, then laid down on top of him and resumed our kissing.
     "Please," he pleaded, "I want that big cock in me.  I need it, man."
     I lifted his legs to my shoulders and positioned my cock at his
opening.
     "Just go slow at the beginning," he said.  "It's been a very long time
since I did this with anyone."
     I found the entrance and moved forward, about two inches of my cock
entering him, then I stopped.
     "Oh yes," he said. "Just take it slow until I relax."
     I held still for a minute then began sliding more of my cock into him,
as I bent over to kiss him.  In the process, an additional inch or so slid
up his ass and he groaned loudly.  His ass was unbelievably hot and tight.
     "Oh, yes, baby. Put that big cock in me!" he cried.  "Go ahead, put
more of it up my ass."
     I started fucking the half-length of my cock slowly, lengthening my
stroke each time to get more in until finally it was all the way in and my
balls were smashed against his ass checks.
     "Fuck me!" he said softly. "Make me yours!"
     I started fucking his hot asshole slowly but steadily as he moaned
beneath me. My cock massaged his prostate and he uttered a kind of low
groan of satisfaction.
     "What a fantastic ass!" I shouted. "Your hot ass is on fire!  My cock
feels so great up your ass!"
     "Oh yeah, make me yours," he whispered again. "Fill me up with that
fat cock of yours!
     My cock was pistoning in and out of his ass at a fast speed, but I
kept massaging his prostate with every stroke which brought us both to the
brink of climax.  I felt my balls pull up to my body as my eruption neared
and reached for his huge cock to stroke it in the same rhythm.
     "Oh my God!" he shouted, "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come! Fuck my ass!
It's yours!"
     I rammed my cock to its full length up his ass and came like a rocket,
spasmed violently, and began shooting his ass full of my love juices.  My
climax went on for almost a full minute, but when he called out that he was
coming, I bent double to get the head of his cock into my mouth.
     "Suck it! Oh, yeah, I'm coming" he shouted and I felt the first volley
of his load hit deep in my throat.  I sucked his cock until the eruptions
stopped, then let it slide out of my mouth and swallowed his sweet,
delicious offering.
     We both collapsed onto the bed, my cock still firmly planted in his
ass, and kissed passionately.  Some time later, my softened cock slid
involuntarily from his body.
     "Don't take it out! Keep it in me!" he shouted, and I tried to keep it
in him but it was too late.
     "Sorry," I said. "I couldn't help it."
     "That was fantastic," he answered, "I knew I wanted you to make love
to me that way. I wanted to have you in every part of me."
     "So do I," I countered, "Whenever you want to, but soon. It will take
some time and patience considering the size of your cock, but I want to do
everything with you."
     We showered together and I fixed some lunch for us.  That afternoon,
we finished reading the paper sitting in our shorts, listening to an opera
recital.  We stopped reading every so often to kiss and fondle each other,
and it was a wonderful afternoon.
     "I don't want to rush things," he said, "But I feel very special about
you and hope you do about me.  Let's see what develops."
     "I agree.  I'm more than willing to see what comes of this."
     Carlos, Paco and Mario arrived at about six o'clock.
     "We just wanted to see if everything is okay," said Carlos. "The way
you left the house, I wasn't sure what was going to happen."
     "Everything is fine," we both agreed, then I decided to open a bottle
of champagne to celebrate with these great guys.

                                      Epilogue
     
     That was three years ago. Pete and I now live together in his house
and have been very happy lovers.  We still work together, but not in the
same department any more, and in fact, both us were recently promoted.
     It took a little while, but I have finally learned the pleasures of
Pete's giant cock up my ass, though most often he prefers fucking it down
my throat instead.
     About a month after we started seeing each other, we ran into two guys
I later recognized as the pair from the Rialto.  I still don't think they
recognized me, but I suddenly knew that my first sex with Peter had been
that night.  I've never told him and I can't think of any reason to do so.
     Mario went back to Mexico about two years ago and hasn't returned,
though we do get news about him from Paco. He says that Mario, besides
keeping his wife very happy, has introduced a number of young men in his
town to certain joys of sex.
      Paco still lives in the house when he's here working, and once in a
while he joins Pete and me in a three-way.  He remains one of the sweetest
guys that ever lived, is great sex, and still can pump out a huge load of
hot, sweet cum almost on command.  Two other guys live here sometimes too,
but they are both older and I've promised Peter I'll keep my hands and
mouth off them.
     Carlos moved into my old apartment when I moved here, and he is doing
very well.  I introduced him to a few of my old neighbors and the last I
heard, Carlos and one of them are quite an item.  It seems Carlos shares
his brother's delight in getting his hot ass fucked, which he learned once
Mario had introduced him to it.
     And so, besides having the best lover in the world, I have the
pleasure of being surrounded by a great bunch of Latino friends, each of
whom I love in my special way.