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Palmetto Inn

 

            It was the summer of 1969.  I had turned 15 in April.  I lived in Brownsville, Tx.  My dad had left us so now it was my mom, myself being the oldest and two younger brothers.  To say things were rough was an understatement.  We lived in a tiny two room house with no indoor plumbing.  If you read my previous stories, My Childhood Series in the incest section, then you’re pretty familiar with my upbringing.  I had gone to live with my aunt, uncle and cousins in Corpus Christi to go to school and get away from the situation at home.  I came home for the summer and the only thing that had changed was that my dad had left leaving the family to fend for ourselves.  Back then there was no food stamps or practically no help at all.  Once a month we would go to an old warehouse by some abandoned railroad tracks and receive government food consisting of a few cans of meet, sugar, cheese, rice, stuff like that.  So I get home and my mom tells me that we can go to our church, Christ the King, and fill out an application to go work so I’m all in for that.

            We go to the church and fill out an application.  I can’t remember what happened next but we end up getting hired to work at this restaurant called Palmetto Inn.  I had seen the commercials on TV for this place.  It was a fancy Mexican seafood restaurant at an intersection known as the four corners, (las cuatro esquinas) in Spanish. It’s no longer there, I checked google maps.  Apparently it’s been gone for a long time. 

            So my mom and I go there, get interviewed by the manager.  Turns out he’s from Mexico, living across the border in Matamoros, older man in his late 50’s.  I get hired as a busboy and my mom as the dishwasher.  My uniform consisted of a white dress shirt and tight (my choice) black slacks.  It wasn’t a bad job, didn’t pay much but it was better than nothing and the restaurant was very nice.  I had a pretty nice body back then and a hot bubble butt plus I was told I was cute too.  After working there a couple of weeks the manager brings his 11 yr old son to work.  His name was Juan de Dios (John of God).  The waitresses hated him and called him Juan del diablo (John of the devil).  I soon found out why.  OMG that kid was such a trouble maker and so hyper but I liked him.  He was cute, nice body and hot little bubble butt, black hair, light complexion, hazel eyes, and he took a liking to me as well so we got along great. 

The second time he came over was on a Sunday.  He was up to his usual antics, getting on everyones nerves but mine.  He would come over and help me bus the tables and halfway into my shift he was with me all the time.  The waitresses were commenting on how happy they were I was there so he didn’t bother them.  I was happy too hanging out with a cute hot boy.  The restaurant closed at 9 pm and we had to clean the place and get it ready for the next day.  Juan asks me if I like magic.  I tell him I do so he says “go to the banquet room and I’ll be there in a bit and show you a really neat magic trick.”  “Ok” I tell him “but hurry up, otherwise we won’t have time and people are going to look for us.”  I head down the hall towards the darkened banquet room and enter through the accordion type door.  To the right was a stage, it was more like elevated about a foot but it served as a stage and there was a podium on it.  I sit at the end of the stage and Juan comes in 30 seconds after me.  We go over behind the podium and he tells me lay down on my stomach.  I already like where this is going!  He kneels behind me, grabs my ankles and spreads my legs, scoots up to my ass starts rubbing my back mumbling something then he lays down on top of me grinding his hard dick into my ass.  I can feel his very hard dick poking at my asshole through both our pants as hooks his arms under my armpits humping me, I’m grinding my ass back at him as he says “I’m fucking you, is it ok?  Is it ok if I fuck you?”  I whisper back “Umm yeah, fuck me all you want.” Then we hear one of the waitresses call out my name from the end of the hall.  We both jump up.  I tell him to wait a minute after I’ve left and I leave.  The waitress is already back at the restaurant and asks me where I was.  I told her I was in the restroom which is located between the restaurant dining area and the banquet room.  We continue working, Juan joining me after a couple of minutes helping me with my clean up duties smiling wide at me and me at him. We finish our work and go home. 

He didn’t show up the following Sunday but his dad does mention that Juan wanted to come with him but his mom had other plans for him and he put up a fight about it.  I’m disappointed to say the least.  I’m hopeful for the following Sunday.

Next Sunday he shows up and we’re both very happy to see each other.  The day goes by with him being my shadow and helping me.  The waitresses comment on how they’ve never seen him so well behave and what am I doing to him to have him act like that.  I just tell them I’m nice to him.  We try several times to get away by ourselves throughout the day but it just doesn’t work out, way too many people coming in.  Finally closing time rolls around and we do our usual cleaning and prepping for the next day.  He volunteers us to take out the trash to the dumpsters so we load up a cart with all the trash bags and head outside.  We get in between two of the dumpsters and use the trash cart to act as a door and block the view from the street.  I drop to my knees, unbutton and unzip his pants.  He pushes them and his undies down and I dive in taking his beautiful perfect uncut 4 in. hardness into my mouth.  He grabs my head and guides my movements fucking my mouth  After a minute “I’m cumming!”  I grab his ass and suck even harder as he stiffens up and breathing hard shoots 4 strong jets of cum in my hungry mouth, he’s moaning grabbing me hard around my head and he continues to shoot that delicious sweet cum that I’m savoring and swallowing until he’s empty.  I reluctantly let his dick slide out of my mouth still savoring that sweet taste. At his age I’m guessing his cum is still that watery clear stuff and it tastes so good! And he has no pubic hairs at all, nice and smooth.  “What about you?” he asks.  “We need to hurry back.  I’ll take care of myself later.”  He seems disappointed but nods.  We throw away the trash and head back.  When we get home I tell my mom I’m gonna hang out in the back and watch the movies playing at the drive in theater behind our house.  I go back out there, pull my shorts down and jack off and I shoot a huge load onto the ground in no time as I savor Juans sweet cum taste in my mouth. 

Next Sunday, no Juan again.  Very disappointed. The following Sunday he’s there.  As before, he helps me out all day long, still can’t get any alone time during the day.  Again he volunteers us to take out the trash.  We get out there, block the view with the trash cart and this time before I can do anything he kneels in front of me.  I’m very surprised but I pull my pants down and he grabs my hips and swallows half of my dripping cock, sucking and bobbing his head.  God it feels so good.  I rub his head and I know I’m not going to last long.  “Juan I’m going to cum.”  He pulls back and leaves my cock head in his mouth sucking jacking me off and using his magical tongue.  I shoot my first squirt into his mouth, he backs off and moves out of the way so no cum gets on him and continues jacking me off.  I see him swallow what I shot in his mouth and licks his lips.  I finally quit shooting and he takes me back into his mouth to clean me up.  I finally catch my breath telling him “Juan you know I want to suck you off but we need to get back.”  “I know.  I’ll be back next Sunday.”  “I hope so” I tell him.  “Oh believe me, I will.”  We finish throwing the trash, get back inside and leave for the night. 

Next Sunday comes around and true to his word he’s there.  I’ve been planning tonight’s activities all week long and can’t wait. The day goes by same as usual.  We take out the trash that night and when we get out there I drop to my knees and he pulls his pants and undies down to his knees.  I suck him making sure to get him nice and slippery with my spit.  I stand up, pull my pants and undies down and turn around bending my knees so my ass is level to his dick.  “You asked me the first night if you could fuck me and I said yes, so go for it.”  I spit on my fingers and get my asshole wet for him. He pokes around a couple of times and finds his mark.  His beautiful perfect dick goes into my hot snug tunnel.  He grabs my hips and starts fucking me, I’m dripping precum and he’s fucking hard.  I jack off and he tells me he’s getting ready to cum.  “Me to, shoot every drop inside me!”  We both cum at the same time.  We try not to make any noise but that’s next to impossible as I feel him shooting his delicious nectar into me making me shoot even more and harder.  “Man we need to hurry up and get inside.  Shit Juan that was so good, you have to fuck me again soon.”  “Oh yeah for sure!  Man that was great!”  We go back in, then leave.

The following weekend on Saturday night when my mom and I got back home from work my dad was there.  He had found out that my mom and I were working and he didn’t like that.  They argued, I stayed out of it.  Even though he had done us wrong I still knew I had to respect my parents.  My mom had instilled that in me and didn’t want me to ever disrespect him.  So they agreed that we would all go back to where he was living at.  He was living in a small town between Houston and Galveston named Kemah.  Sunday, on the way out of town, he drove us to the restaurant so we could pick up our last pay check.  Mom and I went in, explained to the manager what was happening.  Juan saw me and came over to me.  He heard what was going on and hugged me.  He started crying and yelling “No you can’t go, I won’t let you!”  Man everybody was looking at us, I freak out not expecting that. I was trying to push him away gently but he was holding on tight.  His dad came over to pry him away from me but he kept yelling and crying telling his dad “Do something, don’t let him go!”  He’s really causing a scene, customers and the staff are looking.  His dad was trying to calm him, the cashier, a young girl, friend of theirs, came to help and Juan just got louder and cried harder.  The waitresses, his dad and cashier girl were looking at us with this what the hell is going on? look on their faces.  Even my mom had a shocked look on her face.  I knelt down and held his shoulders so he was standing in front of me.  “Juan, I’ll be back at the end of the summer ok?”  “No your not, you’re never coming back!” he cries.   I got up and ran out of the restaurant while his dad and a couple of the waitress’s held him back.  I got in the car with my dad, gave him a dirty look with tears in my eyes and my mom soon joined us and we left town.

  After Kemah I went back to Corpus Christi to finish out my middle school and start High School.  I went back to Brownsville to finish my Senior year in high school.  I went by the restaurant that Sr. year but the manager and everyone that had been there were gone.  I never saw Juan again but I will never ever forget him.