Date: Fri, 4 May 2007 10:27:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ramon in Sacramento

This is a story based on a true hook up, but
embelished  a little to make it worth reading and
getting off to. It takes place in the late 1980's

I had a few chance encounters when I was going to tech
school in Arizona. I was fresh out of high school and
horny as hell. I had traveled home to Northern
California for 3 day weekend in the summer. My
roommate at school traveled with me as he was also
from my hometown. I dropped him off as soon as I got
to town and we went out separate ways. The trip was
good to get away from the heat of Arizona, but it was
nearly as hot back home. It was a couple of fast days
visiting my family and partying with my stomping
ground buds.

Most of them were in their late 20's and early 30's,
at 18 I was the young pup in our gang.  We all met and
became buds through our mutual dope dealer Johnny.
While I was in high school, I spent most of my free
time with these roughnecks, stoners and hard core
alkies. They took me under their wing and we partied a
lot. They were all straight, and to this day never
knew I wasn't.

My experience with Ramon was a one night stand,
stranger sex at its best. It all started the last
night  I was in town. My buds and I we were all over
at dope dealer Johnny's place.  I was all packed up
and ready to head back to AZ, but wanted to tip a last
few brews, twist one up with my buddies and stock up
on some mean California green to take back to Arizona.


There were a number of other guys there partying there
too, mostly construction workers who clung to Johnny
because he sold all varieties of dope. My friends and
I spent most of the night standing in the driveway out
in front of Johnny's open garage drinking and smoking.


As the night drew late, my pals got tired and went
home. I should have been hitting the road as my
roommate was expecting me to pick him up late tonight
for the drive back to Arizona. But I decided to hang
out a little longer as I had been shooting it with a
guy I had met there.

Ramon was pretty hot and I was having a good time
hanging. I hadn't thought I'd get lucky, but was
enjoying his company.

Ramon was married and about 35-40, twice my age. He
was an outwardly proud Mexican stud with a robust
bravado and meaty build. He worked as a framer for a
local homebuilder and was the icon of macho. His rough
pockmarked skin, stubbled face and sharp handlebar
goatee framed his square jaw line with a masculinity
that I found quite alluring. His arms covered in
tattoos and he gave off an unmistakable ex-con aura.
While I was turned on by him, I was also a little
intimidated.

It was well after midnight and we were both pretty
stoned. We had virtually nothing in common but seemed
to have no problem finding everything to talk about. I
would tell him about the crap I was studying at tech
school in Arizona and he would tell me about building
houses.

Johnny became more scarce and others left. It was
Ramon and I sitting on the hood of a car all to
ourselves. As the conversation began to dry up, Ramon
finally looked my way and asked, "So you get a lot of
pussy down in Arizona?" I immediately felt the hair on
the back of my neck stand through the beads of sweat
from the hot summer night. I knew where this was
headed. "No", I replied. "I am too busy with school
and work to get laid much".

Ramon took a swig of his beer and nodded. "Yeah, my
old lady she don't put out much anymore after she had
the kids". I nodded and stared into the night sky. In
his sexy Mexican accent he said, "I just jack off all
the time, three or four times a day". Surprised at his
open admission I looked up at him. He was looking me
in the eye, gauging my reaction. "There's nothing
wrong with it you know, it really helps relieve
stress", he continued as he took another swig of his
beer.

Looking at me he asked, "What about you? You like to
jack off?" I was open minded but still pretty bashful
and far from confident in my sexuality at 18. I was
blushing and clearly embarrassed. Sensing my
hesitation he chided, "Yeah you do! You jack off all
the time huh?"  I finally let out a laugh and nodded,
"Yeah, I like to pound it".

He laughed mockingly and stood up, taking another hit
off his beer. He then stepped over to me and leaned in
close enough that I could feel the heat coming from
his chest. "You ever like jack off with your buddies?"
I swallowed nervously and took in a deep breath. He
cocked his head and remained face to face, just inches
between us. "It's ok man, nothing wrong with a couple
guys helping each other get off", he offered. "It's
don't mean you're a fag or nothing. We used to do it
all the time when I was in the joint'.

Feeling my cock stir and my heart racing at the same
time I nervously offered, "Yeah, I did back when I was
a kid" In reality I had done a lot more than that. But
I didn't know this rough ex-con stranger that well.
Ramon backed off and smiled, letting out a guttural
Latin jeer. "See, you know what I mean then, just a
couple helping each other out huh?" I took a deep
drink of my beer and looked back at him. He rubbed his
crotch and continued in his deep and sexy Mexican
tone, "Boy I sure wish I could go blow my load right
now man, I am horny as fuck bro!" My cock pinged as I
saw him clasping his package through his faded jeans.

Looking back at me he stared into my eyes with a
wanting and said, "You want to get out of here bro?"
My heart raced in nervous excitement. He continued
confidently, "You must be dying to bust your nut too
man. Come on bro, lets go somewhere just you and me.
Please?"

I got a dose of  spine and agreed. "Sure man, let's
go." Ramon smiled, "Right on bro!" We both grabbed a
few beers from the ice chest and took off in my car.
This was my stomping ground and I knew well the places
to go hide out for dirty business. Just around the
corner from Johnny's house was a wooded field where
you could get cover for just about anything. I drove
off the main road down the dirt path and hit my
lights. As I crept toward the canopy of the large oak
trees, I could smell Ramon's musky scent filling my
car in the summer air. He had been out working all day
in the sun and smelled of sweat, sawdust, beer and
smoke.

Once we stopped the car, we both got out and set our
beers on the hood.  Standing in by the front bumper,
he took the lead and peeled his worn T-shirt off and
threw it on the car. I was getting horny and stiff in
my jeans but was still a little nervous as I had never
been with a older man this masculine before. Ramon
said, "Dude don't be nervous, take your shirt off and
relax man". As I peeled my T-Shirt off, he unbuckled
his leather belt and pulled it loose, letting the ends
dangle as he unbuttoned his 501's. Running his hand
across his sweaty lightly haired chest, he sank his
other hand into his underwear and clutched his meat.
Arching his back in a posing stretch, he let out a
sexy grunt. "Uummmm, that feels good"

Watching his sweaty muscular tatted torso reflect in
the moonlight made me reel. As he pulled his hardening
tool from his briefs I was shocked to see for the
first time a fat uncut Latin cock. He pulled on it a
couple of times and it quickly came to size. Handling
himself he looked up at me, "You like what you see
man?" He nodded at me in a come here kind of way.
"Come closer man. Come have a closer look."

As I stepped over to him he grabbed my hand and placed
it on his rock hard cock. In his Mexican drawl he
offered, "It's ok man, go ahead and stroke it." I
wrapped my hand around his thick veined shaft and
gently pumped his tool a couple times and gave it a
tight squeeze. "Oh yeah man, that feels good. Keep
doing that man". While I marveled and pumped his Latin
meat, his hands were unbuttoning my pants and working
their way into my package.

After he got my pants open and pushed down a bit I
soon felt his rough skinned construction worker hands
wrapping around my stiff cock and balls. I am only
about 6" but he liked what he felt. "Nice cock bro",
he said. He then wrapped his hands around my backside
and forcefully pulled us together, grinding his tool
into mine. His hot sweaty chest pressed against me and
I got a good strong whiff of this hot Mexican stud.
Confidently coming on to me he looked into my eyes and
said, "You want to get down and dirty bro?" Music to
my ears, I responded by clutching his ass cheeks and
pulling him more tightly toward me.

He gave me a sexy masculine look and said, "Right on
bro, why don't get on your knees a suck my dick then"
He then leaned back against the fender of my car and
with his hand on my shoulder guided me down onto my
knees in front of him. I was excited but also nervous.
I had never actually given a true blowjob before, just
some licking and play with a high school bud or two.
This was a real dirty full grown macho man. As I got
my face up to his stinky tool, the stench of his piss,
sweat and grunge overcame me. I was also marveling at
the look of his uncut cock, thick and covered with
veins.

"What's wrong bro? Never seen a cock the way God made
it?" He then grabbed my skull with his rough hands and
shoved my face into his sticky stink nest. "Go on bro,
lick my cock and clean it up good! It's nice an
raunchy down there man". On my knees before this
Mexican stud, my resistance to the stench of man funk
became a slovenly race to get his meat in my mouth and
savor all of it. It was almost natural, my desire to
suck and lick on his meat for all the flavor it was
worth.

Before I knew it I was slithering my tongue into his
foreskin and feverishly licking the ooze off the head
of his cock. In his sexy Latin tone he drawled, "Ohh
yeah bro, that feels to good". He then clasped my
skull once again and began guiding me down his 8"
stink shaft. He slowly burried himself into my throat
to the point of refusal, which was when I gagged
slightly. My nose was buried deep in his thick bushes
of black pubes. "It's ok bro, It can't all fit in
there I'll take it easy". He then began pump fucking
my face as he held my head solid with is rough hands.

I after what seemed like five minutes of me working
his meat and tasting his oozes I was beginning to
wonder if he was ever going to cum. He face fucked me
on and off and then I would break away and lick his
shaft up and down. Finally he pulled away from me and
told me to stand up. He then wrapped his arms around
me and pulled me to him face to face. Feeling his
heated panting breath and his thick handlebar goatee
against my face he looked me in the eye for a moment
and then he began kissing me rough and passionately.

Squeezing me tightly in his tatted arms I melted as he
slithered his tongue in and out of my mouth. The
feeling of his rough five o'clock shadow and goatee
rubbing against my face was a feeling I had never
experienced before, a rough stud kissing me. After a
moment of the rising passion he looked me in the eyes
with a hungry stare and said, "You ever been fucked in
the ass by a real man bro?" That sent me over the
edge. In my heated hot breathing and panting I
replied, "Just be some friends in High School". He
smiled, "Dude, let me fuck you in the ass bro. I'll
make you feel so good man." I hesitated for a moment.
"Come on dude,^Å^Å please?".

Going for it, I immediately stepped back and pulled my
pants and underwear the rest of the way down to my
ankles. His eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas
morning. I then turned around and bent over, resting
my sweaty chest the hood of my car. "Oh man bro, that
what I need man", he sighed as I spread my legs and
got a good plant. The warm hood of my car against my
chest I felt his rough thick hands grabbing my ass
cheeks.

The he switched gears. In his masculine Mexican drawl
he taunted, "You're gonna get beetchfucked bro. You
gonna remember Ramon." He slapped my ass with his hand
letting out a loud crack that I could hear echo
through the trees. "Yeah, you gonna know what it's
like to get fucked by a real man bro!"

That immediately struck a wave of fear and nervousness
through my body like a bolt of lighting. I was
suddenly starting to regret this moment as I reeled in
fear of what was to come. I had been fucked in the ass
a number of times by guys my own age in high school,
but this was a big rough Mexican ex-con construction
worker with tattoos and a fat 8" cock. As the sweat
poured from my forehead and I realized that there was
no getting out of this I suddenly felt Ramon's rough
hands spreading my cheeks apart.

"Oh bro, you got a tight little asshole^Å^Å..not for
long" he taunted. Just as I was about to say something
stupid like "take it easy", I felt his rough goatee
and whiskered face sink into my ass crack. It took the
 breath out of me when his hot wet tongue began
slithering in and out of my hole. His rough hands
pulled my ass cheeks apart more tightly as he dug into
my love nest, licking and spitting and thrusting and
writhing his tongue. I had never even heard of rimming
before, let alone had it done to me. It felt so good
and within seconds my tenseness and worry was gone. I
was pushing my ass toward him as his stubbled face
grinded into my baby skinned hind quarters. For the
first time in our foray I let out a deep moan and sex
rant, "Oohh man! That feels so good! That feels so
good man!"

With my cock dripping precum down the fender of my car
he finally pulled away and stood up. Continuing to
spit on his fingers and massage my hole he said, "You
got a sweet hairy pussy bro. You ready get
beech-fucked?" I didn't answer, but he didn't care. My
hole was nice and juicy and softened up for the kill.
I heard him spitting and wetting up his cock and then
felt his blunt uncut stick probing at my ring. He
slowly probed me a couple of times and put another wad
of spit on his tool before he deftly sunk it in
without warning.

Like the slamming of a door he slid his thick 8" inch
cock deep into my ass. As the sudden wave of sharp and
dull pain over took my whole body, I tensed up and let
out a yell "Aaaaaaaooooww!" Suddenly panting deep and
fast, I let it out "Ooowww! Ohhh man it hurts". He
responded my sinking his meat deeper shifting the
weight of his body onto my back with his rough hands.
It felt like he had split my hole wide open. I
imagined a bleeding tear in my sphincter muscle, blood
running down me leg. "Oww, oh God that hurts, pull it
out dude, pull it out!".

Ramon scoffed and remained with his weight pinning me
against the hood of my car with his cock stuffed up my
aching hole. In his Latin drawl he chided, "Don't be a
fucking pussy bro, it'll only hurt for a little
while". With that he started to slowly push and pull
his thick stick in and out of me. With his hands
gripping my shoulders tightly his thrusts began to
increase in speed. I was panting like a ravenous dog
as my knees shook and I battled to stay still. He
suddenly pulled out of me and lathered his stink rod
up with more spit. I let out a breath of relief that
was so short lived.

Again his wet fingers massaged my swollen hole just
before I felt his fat cock entering again. The wave of
pain shot through me again, only this time he slammed
his stick hard and began violently thrusting me like I
have never been fucked before. My high school buds had
never been this rough. His sweaty beefy body was
putting all of its weight into sticking me hard. His
hot hard friction fucking was banging my whole body
against the fender of my car. I was letting out
incoherent moans of nervous pain, "Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ahhhhhh" as this race horse got into a jack hammering
groove, bitchfucking me raw. I had never felt anything
like this before. It was like the biggest fattest most
painful shit I had ever taken, only ramming in and out
of me for an eternity.

Slap, Slap, Slap, I could feel the stinging slap of
his groin against my ass. "Oh dude you got such a
tight little ass bro", he grunted in his sexy Mexican
voice. "You know how to make a man feel good bro"
Over my moans and his grunts I could hear the gas
sloshing back and forth in the tank of the car. A
magical transformation happened about now. The burning
pain and stinging friction of his assault on my hole
began to turn slowly to a craven pleasure. The dull
ache and pounding pain became an intense feeling of
euphoria that began to overtake me. My cock was
spewing juices as it banged against my fender and my
hole began hungering for more of his rough hard cock.

It came out of my mouth without the slightest bit of
hesitation, "Oh Fuck me! Fuck me dude! Fuck me
harder!" It was almost coherent in between my
animalistic panting. He grunted tauntingly at me, "I
told you it would only hurt for a little while." He
pulled his throbbing meat from me and told me turn
around and lay on  my back. As I stood up I felt
juices running down my leg. He hurriedly picked me up
in his arms, set me up on my hood, and laid me back.
Saddling up to me and throwing my legs up on his
shoulders he said, "I want to see your face when I
shoot my seed into you".

He then spit on his rod a couple more times and began
fucking me raw again. My asshole was stinging and
burning, aching deep inside from his violent fuck  but
I wanted it more! He wrapped his tattooed arms around
my back and gripped me tight as he slammed his uncut
stick hard and deep. The smell of man sex was in the
air and his sweat was raining on me. He leaned in and
kissed my neck a few times as he jack hammered my
hole. The feeling of this stud's whiskers on my neck
while he bitch-fucked my asshole raw finally sent me
over the edge. I blew my load in an explosion of hot
creamy white, ropes of sticky juice between his
thrusting chest and mine. As I continued to spew he
laid down on me and kissed me some more. My cum was
lubricating our chests as he slammed back and forth.

He soon began bucking rougher and  harder as if that
was possible. Standing up he grabbed my legs and made
a last few hard thrusts deep and fast. He looked into
my eyes with a sexy masculine loving stare and said,
"I'm gonna cum bro, Im gonna plant my seed in your
bitch hole " As I writhed in my pool of sweat and
pleasure he smacked my swollen nest with a few last
violent thrusts. I watched his handlebar goatee and
rough shaven face contort in pleasure as his mouth
dropped open. His eyes rolled back and closed. I felt
a warm wetting sensation deep in my aching hole as he
blew his Mexican cum into me. "Ahh, Ooohh fuck dude!
Your ass feels so good man!" he grunted.

His thrusts became slower and smoother as his cum
lubricated my hole. He laid back down on my cum
drenched chest and we kissed for a few moments. He
continued to thrust in and out of me as felt the
wetness of his spunk running out of my hole. He ran
his rough construction worker hands through my sopping
wet hair and kissed me some more.

We finally got up off the car and got cleaned up a
little. We gathered ourselves, twisted up a joint and
toked it down as the sun began to rise. I finally
realized that I had to be going. I had to pick up my
roommate across town and get on the road to Arizona.
He was probably pissed now that I was about5 hours
late. We had to be back home the next day for work and
school.

Ramon came to a similar realization and asked if I
could drive him home. "My wife is going to be pissed
that I stayed out partying all night" he said
sheepishly. When he said that it made me feel kind of
dirty. Then he wrapped his arms around me and we
kissed some more. "Don't worry bro", he said. "We're
justa couple of dudes helping each other out".

I drove Ramon home and dropped him off. His wife met
him at the door and was already swinging her hands and
shouting before he entered the hose. I soon picked up
my roommate and we got on the road. I let him drive as
I was trashed and tired. Luckily he was understanding
when I told him I got laid and that was why I was
late. He was straight and as far as he was concerned I
was too. "So, was she blonde or brunette?" he asked. I
just smiled as my wet sticky asshole ached. "A brunette."