Marco's Hambriento Culo

🏳️‍🌈 A short story by Josh Terrence 🏳️‍🌈

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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fictíon. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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I was shaking with excitement when I got off the school bus and crossed the street to get home. This was going to be the best day ever! Mi papi was coming home after being on the road for almost three weeks, and I was spending all weekend with him at his house.

I was so happy!

But there was another reason I was so happy. My 8^th grade crush Oscar was walking with me, and we were about to enjoy some time alone in my room. My abuela was still at work, and my Tío Gabe wouldn't be home for an hour. My cousin Jesse was at band practice, giving me all the time I needed to seduce Oscar with my hungry culo. The tall stud was carrying my backpack for me, and I wanted to hold his hand more than anything.

When we were inside, we set our bags down by the front door and I stole a quick kiss on the lips from my guest. We shared a sweet smile, then he spoke Spanish for me.

"Te ves lindo hoy," he said, then he brushed my bangs out of my eyes and made a pass at me. "¿Puedo follarte?"

"Eso es lo que quiero," I admitted with a shy inflection, my heart racing. Then I confessed, "Es lo que he querido todo el año."

With that, he took my hand and we went down the hall to my room. We sat on my bed and locked lips, then his tongue invaded my mouth and I was a contented puto. Without breaking our kiss, I slid my hand under his shirt and ran my palm up his warm torso so I could explore his pecho. I let my fingers glide over his nipples, then I slid my hand around his ribcage to his back. Holding onto his warm body with one hand, I used my other hand to squeeze his hard polla through his school pants.

When I felt his firm package, I couldn't contain my passion and moaned like the puta en celo I was. When I moaned in his mouth, he broke our kiss and I declared, "Mi culo está tan cachondo para ti, papi."

Biting his lower lip, he responded with, "Bájate los pantalones, cariño."

"Sí papá," I moaned, then I hastily stood up and yanked my pants and chones down.

As soon as my bubble butt sprang out of the seat of my chones, his eyes lit up and he practically ripped his fly open. With a seductive moan, I opened my top drawer and took out the jar of Vaseline I keep hidden. I scooped a glob out of it and was about to finger it into my culo when he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Sin bebé, todavía no."

With an obedient smile, I let him take my hips and steer me so I was facing the bed, then he knelt behind me. I felt his strong hands spread my nalgas apart, then he planted his nose and took a long, drawn out whiff. He whispered, "Tan bueno" to himself, then he latched onto my culo and ate me out. I was moaning like a hada in no time flat, hissing with pleasure while my sexy hombre feasted at my hungry back door.

He paused his feast just long enough to ask, "How does it feel?"

With a dreamy smile, I sighed, "Se siente increíble, papá"

He licked up and down my crevice, then he declared, "It's so tasty, mi amor"

Then he latched back onto my shivering coño and began sucking on it like it was his mama's teat. I responded by spreading my feet and arching my back so my nalgas would stick out more, then I felt a jolt of pleasure rip through my boy bits and I shut my eyes. I let out a long, involuntary moan while I ground my caderas around like a feminized anal slut.

Finally, he stopped eating my culo and gave it a kiss, then he stood up behind me and stroked his big bog dick while I fingered Vaseline in my coño. I slid my middle finger inside and twisted it from side to side, then I added my forefinger and gave him a sultry look while I moaned with pleasure.

"Mi culo tiene hambre," I declared, then I roughly fingered myself while he watched with a wanton gaze.

With two fingers lodged up my culo, I set my horny eyes on his polla and licked my lips. Too horny to stop myself, I knelt in front of him and slipped my mouth over the end. It was so hot and steamy in my mouth, and I felt the urge to deep throat it right away. I swallowed it to the base and smiled up at him like a contented little putito, then I enjoyed sucking it with a passionate rhythm while he hissed and moaned above me.

When he couldn't take anymore, he ran his fingertips through my hair and said, "No more, I need to fuck you now."

I pulled off with a slurp and breathlessly answered, "Si papi."

I crawled onto my bed with my school pants and chones trapped around my knees, putting my bare butt in the air so he could line up to it. He kissed the small of my back, then he grabbed my hips and placed his hard polla up to my hungry culo. I felt the tip pressing into its moist, hungry folds, then my anal ring expanded and his glans melted through.

As soon as he breached my entrance, my hungry rectum swallowed his polla with a moist crackle. I felt his length filling me up, then his shaft got hot against the walls of my culo and I sighed with relief. I smiled at him and declared, "Mi amante guapo."

He smiled back, making me blush. Then he tightened his grip on my waist and started to thrust.

When I felt his strong muchachez running back and forth along the walls of my coño de niño, I let out a satisfied sigh and enjoyed the ride. My powerful lover was in full control of my pleasure, and was dishing it out buffet style. My hungry nalgas was erupting with the flames of gay ecstasy, making my hard and hairless pene pequeño sizzle between my legs.

My head was spinning wildly when he buried his hard verga up my satisfied culito and pumped a hot load of leche into it. I was moaning like an absolute whore as his hard boyhood unloaded in my culo. While he was still buried up my trasero, I reached back and ran my fingertips through his dark pubic patch to let him know I enjoyed our afternoon romp.

"¿Estás satisfecho honey?" he asked me, and I nodded.

"Perfecto," I cooed. "¿Estás satisfecho?"

"Muy satisfecho, honey" he assured me. "Your culo is so tight."

"Gracias, papi," I smiled. "You were amazing."

With that, my 8^th grade stud pulled out and I quickly got on my knees so I could suck the leftover meccos from his polla. I washed the delicious flesh sword around in my mouth with a sensual smile, then I lovingly put it away for him. When I zipped his pants, he helped me up like a gentleman and helped me back into my school pants. We shared a long French kiss by my bed, then he wrapped his arm around my waist and we strolled out to the living room. Wanting to be a good chico puta, I passively asked him, "Do you want me to make you a plate, honey?"

With a smile, he said, "No chico, I have to go. Give me another kiss."

"Bein," I sighed, then we locked lips and our tongues started to dance.

My lover dipped my small body back, making my relaxed culo tingle as his tongue dominated mine for a full minute. Finally, he broke our yummy kiss and told me, "I want you to be my boyfriend at school."

"Si papi," I promised with stars in my eyes, then he reached into his front pocket and pulled out a rainbow pride bracelet.

When he slipped it onto my wrist, he looked at me with loving eyes and declared, "This makes you mine, and this makes me yours."

He gave me one more kiss, then he left and I was a love struck little puto. 🏳️‍🌈

Before my papi arrived, I packed a bag with enough clothes for the weekend and put it by the door. I knew he was coming over as soon as he parked his truck, and that he'd want to head to his place as soon as possible. Then I did my homework while I waited for his arrival. Since I didn't have a lot of homework, I got it done quickly, then I organized my folders and left them on the table for my abuela to check when she got home.

I sent her and tío a text to let them know I finished my homework and chores, then I waited for papi to show up. Seconds later, I heard his old S-10 pull up and looked out the window with an excited smile, then I ran outside to greet him.

"¡Papi!" I shouted when I opened the door and saw him walking up the driveway.

I ran as fast as I could into his embrace and threw my arms around his waist so I could hug him with all my might. I hadn't seen him in weeks and missed him more than anything. So when he knelt down and collected me with a hug, I nuzzled my cheek against his shoulder and had to fight back tears.

"I love you, mi pequeño," he said gently, then he wrapped his arm around my legs and stood up with me in his arms. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Are you excited for this weekend?"

"Yes papá," I assured him as he carried me up the driveway to the door. "Te extrañé mucho."

When we got inside, he set me down and I gazed up at him with a huge smile on my face. He ran his big paw over my cheek, then he set his eyes on my bracelet and gave me a curious look.

"What's this, mijo?" he asked, using his finger to trace over the rainbow colored band.

"It's a pride bracelet," I said quietly, blushing and looking away.

"Where'd it come from?" he asked, and I felt my cheeks heat up.

"A boy gave it to me, papi," I admitted, then he put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to the recliner.

He took a seat and while I stood in front of him, examining his face as he processed the news. He looked me up and down, then he looked at my pride bracelet again and asked, "Does abuela know?"

I shook my head no, then I told him, "He just left. We're together now."

Cutting his eyes at me, he asked, "What about your Tío Gabe?"

I shook my head no again. "No, papá. Tio doesn't know. Neither does Jesse."

"I see," he said, giving me an appraising look. "This boy is special to you?"

"Sí, muy especial," I explained. Then I admitted, "He made love to me in my culo."

With that, papi put his hand on my shoulder and turned me so I was facing sideways, then he examined my recently serviced nalgas with introspective eyes. Wanting him to get a better look, I slowly let my hips shift in his direction, prompting him to run his palm over my bubble butt and give me a questioning look. When I nodded, he asked, "When did you start seeing this guy?"

"This afternoon, papá," I answered with a husky tone. "His polla was so strong."

"Stronger than your papá?" he asked skeptically, and I grinned at him while shaking my head no. With a cocky smile, he said, "I didn't think so."

"No one's polla is stronger than yours, papi," I declared, and he responded by giving my nalgas a firm squeeze while he moved in for a kiss.

As soon as our lenguas met, I felt my culo erupt with horny desire and gave my hips a stir. He used his strong hands to knead my nalgas through my school pants, then he broke our kiss and hastily yanked them down. When my hairless little boner emerged, he took me by the hips and turned my little body so I was facing away from him. Then he splayed my crevice with his strong fingers and buried his face in my horny trasero so he could eat it for me.

As soon as his strong tongue invaded my leche filled culo, I started moaning like a little putito. Papi was in full command, holding my hips still while he devoured my coño de niño with a masculine growl. I let out a feminine moan, then I declared, "Oh papi, mi culo se siente tan bien."

This only seemed to encourage him, and he doubled the force of his ass eating while flashes of light danced in front of me. With his face still buried between my nalgas, he growled, "Hijo, tu culo es tan delicioso. Who owns this culo?"

A gush of pleasure signals washed over my short body and I cried out, "It's your culo, papi."

Then he latched back onto my overwhelmed ano and brought it off with his tongue. My hard little wiener was on fire, standing straight up and pressed against my pubic bone while my body erupted with orgasmic force. When papi realized what was happening in my 12 year old body, he ate me deeper and somehow, with even more passion.

Then out of nowhere, he unlatched from my shivering culo and stood up behind me. He grabbed my waist and put me on the chair on my hands and knees so my head was laying on the back rest, then he pulled me up at the hips and lined his verga grande up to my entrance. I moaned like the chico femenino I am when I felt his plump crown push through my easy access culo. I pressed my palms flat against the back of the chair for leverage, then I felt my papi's polla larga y gruesa bully its way up my coño de niño.

When he was all the way inside, I felt his wild bush scrubbing my ano and my plump buns. I bit my lower lip and rested my head on the top of the backrest, then I arched my back and prepared for the onslaught of anal pleasure I knew was coming. Papi tightened his grip on my waist, then he began his dance in my fundillo. As soon as his long polla started to see-saw back and forth along the lining of my tolva de caca, a sinful sensation gripped me and I saw stars. A sensual heat swirled through my pubic bone, then it swiftly spread through my limbs and up my back. It encased my face and torso, then it filled my fingers and toes.

At the same time, a waterfall of carnal pleasure washed over me with continuous flourishes that made my boy boner pulse and throb over and over. While this was happening, my culo was gripped with spastic contractions that gripped mi papi's polla repeatedly. I heard his growling turn animalistic, then he began humping me faster and faster while I moaned like a chico femenino. His polla was pushing and pulling along the moist lining of my culo, sending long shivers through me until he pulled it out and began stroking it.

Acting on experience, I got right under the head and watched with a glazed over smile as mi papi's fist worked at a blinding speed. I could feel the heat pouring off of the glans as I put my lips right up to the tip, then his thighs shimmied and his hot meccos splattered my upturned face. I opened my mouth to receive as much of his leche as possible, but the rest glanced off of my cheeks, forehead and the bridge of my nose.

I was in putito paradise as hot meccos coated my face and filled my mouth. My braces were sticky with it and my tongue was bathing in it. I felt an errant shot glance against my bangs, then papi put the tip of his polla up to my lips and I gratefully swallowed my mouthful. With his leche in my tummy, I took papi's massive boner in my mouth and washed it around with a puto's moan, then I swallowed its full length and thickness until my nose and lips were pressed into his unkempt patch of pubic hair.

"I've missed you, mijo," papi hissed with his eyes closed and his head thrown back. "You're such a happy little puto."

I nodded up at him with bedroom eyes, still reeling from the aftershock of my deep butt fucking. With his polla right where I wanted it, I slowly sucked it up and down, letting it fuck my throat deep while I batted my eyes at him and let the air from my nostrils flutter through his wiry pubes.

At his insistence, I pulled off and gave the head of his polla a final, grateful kiss before I hiked my chones and school pants. I curled my legs up in the chair and watched him put his polla grande away while my culo jerked and throbbed in the seat of my chones. When he was dressed, he motioned with his head to the door. With a warm smile, I got up and followed him out the door. He grabbed my weekend bag with his right hand, then he gave me his left hand to hold while we walked to his truck.

🏳️‍🌈 The End 🏳️‍🌈

Coming Soon: Wesley's horny, pubescent body dictates his every move. So it's only natural for the predictable to happen when he finds himself stuck at home with his dad. Find out how long it takes him to get in his daddy's pants when Any Port in a Storm debuts in this section of the archive 🏳️‍🌈

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