Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2001 19:41:34 EDT
From: BladerIowa@aol.com
Subject: Restroom Fun 3 - The Mexican Kid

Standard disclaimer:  If you are under the age of 18 or 21, please do not
read any further.  If stories about male to male sex offend you, you should
exit now.  Sex in public places is dangerous.  The cops are out there and if
you're not careful, they can and will bust you.  Above all, try and let the
other person make the first move.  BE CAREFUL!


Restroom Fun 3 - The Mexican Kid

by

BladerIowa@aol.com


It's been a slow few weeks.  I was beginning to think that getting dick at
the rest area was like winning the Powerball.  Everyone tries, but nobody
seems to score.  Well, at least not me.  When I go out, I want the jackpot,
not just the scratch tickets.  Just cause someone taps their brake lights
doesn't mean I want to do the guy.  And there are some really nasty,
aggressive older dudes working it.

Okay, for those of you who've written and told me I'm down on the older guys,
well I'm not.  Last weekend I was out cruising and I let an older guy suck me
off.  He wasn't all that old compared to me, but still old enough to be my
father.  The guy was cool when I talked to him at the bookstore he seemed
pretty nice so I let him blow me.  It was awesome and he swallowed.  Good
head, but not the kind of thing that memories are made of.

Last night I went out cruising around eleven o'clock.  The local rest area
was not too busy.  The usual trickle of drunk straight boys on their way home
from the bars had started early.  I ran into some gay friends and we chatted
a bit.  (You don't want to stand next to somebody's car and chat.  The str8
boys "smell fag" if you do.  Then you don't want to follow them into the can
cause they know you're cruising them.

After my friends cleared out I was the only one left cruising.  A newer red
sedan pulled up and I noticed out of state plates.  I couldn't see what state
the dude was from, but I think it was somewhere in the southwest.  I thought
the guy looked like he might be cute.  He got out of his car and went into
the bathroom.  I did the same.

The kid looked very young, perhaps as young as nineteen, maybe twenty.  He
couldn't have been much older than that if he was.  He was carrying a
backpack, which kind of bothered me.  Anyone carrying a bag of anything into
the restroom is usually wanting to dress, clean up, or both and wouldn't be
interested in a knob job.  Still, he had the looks of a model, and I really
go for the Hispanics.  I noticed his brown hair and dark skin and my dick
jumped.

I sat down in the sit-down shitter and the kid went into the handicapped
stall.  I looked at his feet (he was wearing sandals) and I noticed that his
young toes were just a bit hairy.  The nails were clean and neatly clipped.
He had SEXY feet.  On impulse, I tore off a square of toilet paper and
dropped it to the floor.  About the same time, the kid lowered his jean
shorts to the floor and took them off.  A few minutes later he put them back
on again.  I don't know what was up with that.  Maybe he changed boxers or
something.  I tapped my foot just in case he might be interested.

I gave up and walked out of the restroom and returned to my car.  As the
Mexican kid came out, he made eye contact with me.  I tapped the brake lights
on my car and, as he looked over at me, I poked my tongue against my cheek,
indicating my interest in sucking him.

He got into his car and still did not give me any indication.  He didn't
leave which surprised me.  I got out of my car and made eye contact with him.
Using me head, I motioned in the direction of the rear of the rest area
building.  I walked around to the rear and waited.  Nothing.

I continued around to the front and I noticed that his car was empty.  I
scurried around to the back of the building.  The kid was there standing.  I
said hi to him and we chatted for a minute.  I asked him what he was
interested in and he said he was new to the area.  I inquired as to whether
or not he was a cop and he said no and asked if I was.  I assured him I'm
not.  By that time I felt pretty safe about him. For one thing, he was too
fucking young to be a cop.  You never know though.  The send chicken into the
convenience stores to buy booze and cigarettes.  What better than a piece of
chicken to entrap a fag at the local piss stop?

I told him he had a nice basket and I'd love to feel it.  He let me rub it
and he felt for my cock.  He seemed surprised as he felt further down my pant
leg till he found then end of it.  He said in The kid couldn't get my pants
open fast enough and get my cock down his throat.  I was wanting to suck him,
but who's going to turn down a hot little Mexican just begging to suck dick?
That's better than the Powerball!

The kid was an expert cocksucker and his warm, tight mouth slurping on my
long, thick dick was more than I could handle.  I warned him and he pulled
off and my jism went into the grass.

I leaned him against the air conditioner (which is on the ground) and got his
pants open.  I was delighted to find a five inch, fairly thin, circumcised
dick.  It was small and compact, just like him, and perfect for sucking.  I
worshipped his hot young Hispanic dick and he continually moaned in
appreciation.  It tasted like soap.  I assumed he'd showered recently.  I
bobbed on his knob until he was squirming.  Then I used my thumb and
forefinger and added a little stroking motion into the blowjob.  That's all
it took.

I felt his balls tighten up and he said "Now!"  I pulled off and jacked his
spit slick dick and he shot all over the sidewalk.  My goddamned knees were
all scraped up from the cement sidewalk that I was kneeling on, but I didn't
give a shit.  That was the hottest fucking blowjob I've gotten to give in a
long time.

Later that evening, a buddy of mine (whom I will call Vance) pulled up next
to my car.  He told me he'd just sucked off this hot guy on the other side of
the interstate.  When we exchanged descriptions, he turned out it was the
same dude.  He sure was a horny little sonofabitch.

Well, I went home shortly after that.  After weeks of wasted time, it sure
was nice to bag a hot one.  I'm not in any hurry to go back for a while.
It's like fishing.  Once you get your limit for the day, you look forward to
going back, but not every day.  A person needs to leave one for the other guy
now and then.

Please write to me and tell me about your experiences in public restrooms,
rest areas, and such.  A lot of people have written to me and asked how to
know if a guy is interested.  In 95% of the cases where I'm standing next to
a guy at the urinals, he's not going to be interested.  If he holds his wrist
so you can't see his dick, or if he's turned away, or if he's up against the
porcelain, don't push it.  Body language is everything.

If the guy is standing back far enough that you can see his dick, he probably
doesn't mind it.  The few times I've had people go off, it's been because I
have pushed it too far.  If the guy lingers after he's pissed, do the same.
The other night a str8 boy at the movie theater took a very long time to pee
and we ended up stroking and checking each other out.  It happens.  My best
advice is to be patient.  Like fishing, when you least expect it, that's when
the best ones can be landed.

Happy cruising and please write to me at BladerIowa@aol.com