Date: Sun, 8 May 2022 20:55:51 +0000 (UTC) From: "terrytradders@yahoo.com" Subject: Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys Part 10 Ciudad Juarez 2 ............................................................................. This series is about straight Mexican teens who let gay men fellate them. If this theme does not appeal to you, or if you are too young, or if it is illegal in your area, then please back out now or continue at your own risk. Please note that I, Terry Tradders did not write this episode. The author wants to stay anonymous, but if you want to give him feedback you can write me and I will pass it on to him. terrytradders@yahoo.com Please donate a little to Nifty for making this possible: https://donate.nifty.org/ ............................................................................ Joy of Sucking Straight Mexican Boys Part 10 Ciudad Juarez 2 Finally I am back in Juarez having just crossed the bridge from the US. I am so horny I can barely keep my hand from grabbing the cute taxi driver's dick. I gotta hold on, it won't be long now before I have Fernando's and Tiko's dicks in my mouth again. I gave the driver their address -- 17 Vulcanizador. It looks like we are heading out of town on the main highway. God, I am horny! I have jacked off a gillion times remembering when I sucked those two straight Mexican boy's dicks. We are passing lots of cute Mexican boys, nice, brown Mexican teen boys on bicycles, chatting with friends on street corners, they are everywhere -- at a traffic light a cute 16 year old washed the windshield of the taxi but the driver drove off without giving him a tip. I would have sucked that muchacho and given him a big tip too! Finally the taxi pulled over to the side of the road and said this is it. There was a big truck tire propped up with "VULCANIZADOR" painted on it. I got out with my backpack and the taxi sped away. This is it? A tire repair place? A man came out of a shack with a tool in his hand and started to remove a tire from a rim that was lying on the dirt. The boy's father? I ask him ¿Esto es donde viver Fernando y Tiko? (I have been studying Spanish) The man shakes his head and points down the highway. So 17 Vulcanizador is not a street address. Maybe it's the 17th tire repair shop on this highway? The pinche taxi driver just dumped me off at the first vulcanizador that he came to! Damn, I have to catch another cab. So I am standing on the side of the highway -- trucks and cars are speeding by but nary a taxi. A young Mexican walks up to ask me where I am going. I tell him in Spanish that I am looking for my friends Fernando and Tiko. He says that he knows them and can take me to where they live. Hey, I am in luck! But do I really want to go with this dude? I gotta be careful. He is cute, damn cute, only about 17 but kinda rough looking. Could be a gang member for all I know. He is wearing a tank-top T-shirt that fits tightly on his slim torso, baggy pants slung low, tennis shoes. A crude skull tattoo on his right shoulder. He offers again to take me to Fernando and Tiko's house. He has a nice smile. I shouldn't be so paranoid -- he is just a friendly young man. And so cute. And I am so horny! He is looking me straight in the eyes. God! Is he reading my mind? Vente, vamos he says and I follow him up a dirt road into a poor neighborhood. I like the way he moves, long smooth strides, strong butt muscles, I am so horny. We go between some houses and onto a narrow path which runs along the side of a hill. On the left there are high walls with houses behind them, and on the right side is a steep drop off to houses below. He stops to piss on the wall so I stand beside him, pull out my dick and piss also. I can't help glancing at his brown prick. I am so horny! He asks me why I am looking for Fernando and Tiko. He can get me anything I want, he says. Then he turns to me and I don't need to answer his question because he can see in my eyes what I really want. His brown swollen cock is hanging out of his pants right before me! He looks both ways down the path and then backs up against the wall. Vente (come here) he says. Te gusta mamar la verga? (do you like to suck dick?). I nod my head yes and move toward him. He grabs my shoulders and pushes me down to my knees, and I suddenly have his brown dick right in my face! I can't believe it! Only 30 minutes in Mexico and I already have a cute masculine boy to suck! I stare at the thing as it stiffens, getting fatter and longer.. It is brown like the rest of his skin but a little darker. His glans is pushing through the foreskin and I see a drop of precum oozing out of it. The scent of the Mexican boy's sex is intoxicating. I lean in to take his penis in my mouth but he pushes me back and tells me that Mexican dick is not free. I tell him that I know, and that I will pay him if he will let me suck him. He again looks both ways down the path and tells me to go ahead. I can't describe the thrill I felt as that Mexican boy's dick slid between my lips. It had been almost a year since I had sucked the two brothers, Fernando and Tiko, and I was starving for more Mexican dick. Now I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. This boy's dick was a good size for his height, not quite as fat as Fernando's but a little longer. In fact the girth of it was more comfortable in my mouth because I did not have to strain my jaw to accommodate it like with Fernando's. The extra length was OK too until he started trying to shove it down my throat. I have not learned to deepthroat yet but would like to learn with a more gentle and patient boy than this guy. So I held his prick tight with my fist and used it together with my mouth to give him a pussy-like sensation without choking on it. His lube and my saliva made for a good slippery blowjob and I knew that he was loving it. Suddenly the boy said that someone was coming! I saw two boys, about 10 years old coming down the path toward us, too late for my boy to get his pants back up. They giggled as they went by us. Putos! (queers) one said. My boy waved his stiff dick at them and said aqui tengo para ustedes también! They laughed and ran on. Quieres tomar mi leche, Gringo? Yes, I told him. I want to drink your cum. So I got back down on my knees and resumed the blowjob while feeling all over his fine toned body with my free hand. I looked up into his dark eyes and saw that he was entering that dreamy trance state of sexual bliss. He would cum soon. I too entered a thoughtless trance -- just his dick and my mouth existed. The boy with all of his masculine beauty was entering me, becoming part of me. Then with a grunt his first shot of cum hit the back of my mouth, then another and another and another. I held it in my mouth until the squirts ceased, then milked out a few more drops. The boy sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall to recover. I too rested against the wall and swallowed little by little the brown boy's delicious cum. His breathing slowly returned to normal and he asked me how I liked sucking his dick. Was it as good as Fernando's and Tiko's? Yes, I told him, just as good, maybe better even. Then I asked him how he liked my blowjob. He told me that it was one of the best that he had ever gotten from a man, and a lot better than the ones that girls have given him. Of course, a man's blowjob can't ever compare to a girl's pussy. Then we laughed about those cute boys that caught us in the act. He said that we better get the hell out of here before the boys tell everybody what they just saw. I was really starting to like this boy and asked him if he would let me suck him again sometime. Sure, he said, any time I needed dick just look for him down by where he met me today. I leaned down and sucked out a little more juice from the cute Mexican boy's dick. Then we stood up and the boy pulled up his pants and asked to be paid. I pulled out my wallet, counted out 10 US dollars and handed it to the boy. That was what Fernando was happy with although I ended up giving him another 4 dollars as a tip. The boy took one look at the money and said in an angry voice that his dick was worth a lot more than that. He usually got at least fifty dollars and sometimes a hundred! I told him that I'm sorry but I can't pay that kind of money. He was super-insulted! He threw the money back at me, and when I bent down to pick it up he grabbed the wallet out of my hand! I jumped up and wrestled with him to get my wallet back but the strong little fucker pushed me over the edge of the hill, which was almost a cliff, and I went tumbling down until I was able to break my fall by grabbing on to some scraggly brush. Some kids that were playing in a yard below looked up at me. I narrowly missed falling into their yard and getting seriously hurt! Finally, I was able to struggle back up to the path in time to see the boy running around a bend far ahead with my backpack. And clothes, and wallet, and money and documents and passport! I realized that I could never catch up with him. In short, I was fucked. And the only good thing I got out of the experience besides the boy's cum in my mouth was a good lesson: Don't let your little head overrule your big head. Not all cute boys are good boys. I started back down the path to the highway, feeling like a fool, totally bummed out and not knowing what I would do next.