Fucking a hot young latin boi

I have incredible sex with a hot young Latin boi barely half my age. Strictly a FANTASY.

I was living in Eagle Rock, California at the time. I was 30 years old. Single, Pansexual, I was 6 foot, 135 pounds with a huge cock and nice, round ass, and nice thighs. I had long hair, down between my shoulder blades. Lots of people assumed I was part Native American.

I was on my way home on the 39 bus on Glenoaks Boulevard in Glendale when I first saw him. He was a cute, brown Latin boi. Kinda reminds me of the kid Teddy in INDIANA JONES 5 when I think of him now, 35 years later. Curly dark hair, brown skin, very round ass in skin-tight spandex bike shorts.
He’s walking with his mom and little sister, I assume. They are walking alongside the bus which has come to a stop.

I happened to be sitting in the very back seat, on the right side, with the window open (yes, you could open the windows in those days, kids!). I saw this kid and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was so cute and sexy it almost hurt. I’m not a pedo, but this kid turned me on like crazy.

Maybe he sensed something, because he looked right at me as he passed.

And he smiled.

It wasn’t a standard pleasant, neighborly smile. It was a smile that said, ‘I like you, too!’

He gave me an upward nod of his head. I nodded back. He blushed a bit, and acted kinda shy.

The bus pulled away, crossing the street and heading for the next stop about halfway down the block. I decided to take a chance. I knew I had enough cash on me to get another bus. I signalled the driver to stop. I gulped, opened the back door, and got off. I was glad of the back door, as I was only wearing a T-shirt and spandex bike shorts that showed my growing cock. I was also carrying my backpack, which had my wallet and other essentials, and I could shield my package from view if needed.

I stood there as the bus pulled away, and looked down the street. He had seen me, and was saying something to his mother, who nodded as he broke away. The mother and sister turned down the street the bus had just crossed. He was about half a block down the street.
I took a seat and watched him approach. He looked young. I certainly had no business taking a shot at someone that young, but as he approached me, he smiled wide. He had a nicely displayed teenage package in his black, skin-tight spandex running shorts. Not small, not huge.

But his ass!

He had a tight, high, round ass that filled his shorts fully, displaying a firm cleavage between his hot, teenage buns. An Olympic speed skater’s ass. He was about 5 feet tall, maybe 110 pounds.

He kept walking past me, then he beckoned me to follow with a tilt of his head.

I matched his pace, and we turned down the next street off the boulevard, a residential street. Once we were away from traffic, the street was quiet and private. He was walking on my right side. I looked down at him, checking out his ass as it flexed and moved as he walked. I thought to myself, ‘Here goes nothing. If he freaks out, get ready to apologize and run.’

I reached over and gently but firmly put my hand right on his butt cleavage, and copped a sustained feel of his young ass. It was solid muscle, hot and tight. It flexed strongly under my palm with each step, the spandex adding a rubbery feel to his butt.
He looked up at me and smiled, then he reached over and grabbed my cock. With just my spandex bike shorts, he had free access to my package.

I asked him his name, and he told me in heavily accented English. I asked him how old he was. He hesitated for a split second, then said “Sixteen.”

By then we had reached an alley, and nearby was a dumpster corral behind an apartment building. The dumpster corral was a concrete block enclosure for dumpsters that also offered a bit of privacy.

We ducked in, and immediately I took him in my arms and kissed him. He slid his tongue into my mouth and opened our lips together. My tongue explored his fresh, teenage mouth, and I felt the pheromones and endorphins flushing through me, making me shaky with lust as I thought about how I was having sex with a teenager half my age, and how depraved it should have felt.

He clearly felt it too, as he was shaking and sweating lustfully. His tongue was exploring my mouth with both a passion and a talent that I had rarely encountered. Our heat was so strong, we were blasting air out of our nostrils like two horses in rut while our mouths were occupied together, lips sliding along each other, softly gripping and groping each other’s sensitive, tender flesh while inside, our tongues made love to each other wetly.

One of his hands was groping my own muscular ass, and the other was grabbing at my hard cock, rubbing it firmly through my shorts. I am a spandex fetishist, and I wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. I sunk to my knees and placed my open mouth over his cock bulge in his tights. I could taste his precum as it oozed through the lycra material. He was now grabbing my head, grinding his cock into my mouth through the thin material, stretching it out to conform to the shape of his penis like some kind of lycra condom as I sucked it into my mouth.

I spun him around and beheld that magnificent ass. This was more than even a nice Latino ass. This was a Black ass. Judging by his brown skin and curly hair, this kid was part Mestizo and part Black somewhere not too far back. I gripped his buns through the black shorts, marveling in the firm feeling of teenage ass in my hands, before pulling his shorts at the waist up until they gave him an erotic wedgie. I shoved my face inside his rubbery buns, and felt his anus through the cloth with my tongue. I began eating him out, driving my spandex-covered tongue into his pussy.

After a minute or so, I pulled the shorts down, revealing his smooth, brown Latin butt to my loving gaze. I spread his firm, rubber-tight buns apart and looked at his anus. It was big, and clearly NOT tight. It looked like this bitch had been taking some big cocks already.

His snatch and anus were hairless and slightly darker than the outer buns. I had to taste him, so I dove in, my tongue sliding up his crack from his taint until I reached his hot, puckered butthole. I shoved my tongue in, and it went past his pussy, and beyond into his deep, hot, tangy cunt.

He grabbed my head and began to squirm, his anus flexing and squeezing my tongue in erotic pulses that sent my heart rate sky high. I deeply and hotly French kissed his soft, muscular butthole, letting his firm young butt cheeks hug my face in a forbidden grip.
After eating him out for another minute, I turned him around to look at his cock. His young penis was about 5 inches fully hard. His balls were tight and pulled up, and he had only a light dusting of pubic hair. This kid did NOT look 16. I’d guess about 14 or 15.

I thought, ‘Well, guess I’m a pedo after all,’ then I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him firmly. He grabbed my head and took the initiative, fucking my mouth like a cunt, his tight young balls slapping my chin, his smooth belly against my forehead.

His precum tasted… forbidden. Powerful. Young. Teenage young.

I stuck my tongue into his piss slit, and he grunted and even more firmly gripped my long hair and fucked my eager mouth. I kept it up, deeply tonguing his urethra until he squirmed from the ticklish sensation, and suddenly he tried to pull away, saying, “No, no. It make me piss.”

“Yes, piss,” I said and kept sucking his cock. After a few seconds, he moaned and suddenly my mouth was rapidly filling with his hot, fresh urine. I suckled rapidly, allowing my mouth to fill completely with his tangy yellow piss before swallowing it down. It flowed strongly and I kept gulping, drinking his urinary essence like I was starving. It tasted slightly salty, with a definite tang of ammonia and bitterness. Feeling his young penis flexing inside my mouth as the piss flowed from it made me flush with a feeling of submission. It felt incredibly erotic and depraved.

After nearly a full minute, his piss flow slowed and suddenly he grunted and came in my mouth, shooting several mouthfuls of hot, youthful sperm into my mouth and down my throat.

I shot my own load at the same time, my moans and vocalizations muffled by the teenage penis still fucking my mouth. After several more minutes, his cock softened and I let him go.

Before we parted company, he told me where he lived, just around the corner, and said, “You fuck me next time.” One last deep, smoldering kiss, and we went our separate ways.

A few weeks later, I couldn’t stand it, and took the chance of knocking on his door. His house was a small bungalow, typical of Glendale back then. I was shaking like a leaf.
The door opened, and a Mexican man about 45 years old answered, along with a younger male about 20 I’d say. Clearly the man’s son.

I asked about my little friend, and the man looked me up and down in my painted-on bike shorts with an obviously bulging package.

“Start walking up the street. I’ll send him out to you.” Then he shut the door.

Interesting. I was starting to understand how this boi’s anus was so large. His father and brother were using his pussy for their own pleasure!

As I was walking, I felt a touch on my back, and suddenly my baby boi was roller skating past me up the street, turning to beckon me to follow. He was wearing spandex shorts again, his amazing ass inviting me to take advantage of him. With those tight bike shorts and knee-high athletic socks, he looked like he just stepped out of the movie FAME.

He led me down the alley we had just turned into, and toward a nearby park. There were restrooms, and that’s where we were headed.

We found the room empty, and entered a stall, locking the door. Immediately we began making out, our tongues desperately tasting each other like drowning men. In a flash, he broke the kiss and removed his shorts, leaving himself naked and open. I was quick to follow, pulling my shorts down around my ankles.
Without waiting, he sucked my huge cock into his vacuum mouth and began earnestly suckling me, getting me hard, drinking my flowing precum. I decided to take a chance, and without warning I grabbed his head and started pissing inside his mouth. He tried to pull away, but I held him forcefully, and after a moment of resistance, he began to gulp my hot urine down his throat, looking up at me as he did so.

Once my piss flow stopped, he stood up, grabbed my hard penis and pointed it at his pussy, and started to impale himself on my thick, Negro-sized cock.

His large anus easily yielded to my penetration, but he still grunted in discomfort. His cunt was incredibly hot, teenage boi hot, and as I pushed deeper into his body, it became hotter and very tight as I passed his inner sphincter. Finally, my balls were nestled in his buns, my pelvis pushing him into the stall door as I began pumping, my thick cock sliding in and out of his Latin vagina like I was meant to be there.

My lust made me start saying things I shouldn’t say.

“I love your pussy, Bitch! I’mma get you pregnant, faggot. Te amo, Maricon. I love you, slut!”

“Te amo, Papi! Joder mi coño duro (fuck my pussy hard!). Fuck, Papi!”

His molten hot cunt was actively milking my penis, bringing me to the edge of orgasm within the first minute.

We began kissing deeply, and in that buttery-hot kiss, we fell in love. I could feel him opening his body and soul to me as I pumped my love into his tight little ass.

“I love you, Baby!” I panted into his mouth as we were locked in a deep French kiss.

“I love you, Papi,” he breathed into my mouth, sweat pouring down his face. He reached one hand back and grabbed my ass, pushing me deeper into the fuck.

I was about to breed him. I wanted to make him my wife. I gripped his firm, young, round teenage ass, savoring the feel of his athletic butt in my hand. He ass muscles rippled with every forward thrust of my pelvis, jiggling sexily in my hand.

With a muffled groan, I inseminated him. My orgasm was incredibly intense, my anus flexing tightly with each pump of cum that shot from my huge penis, filling his young anal vagina with my hot, fresh sperm, putting my faggot babies inside of his 15-year old pussy. I could actually feel the head of my cock expanding inside his sweaty, slippery, forbiddenly hot cunt as it spurted long shots of sperm inside his body.

He came at the same moment, his tight little anus firmly flexing and gripping my thick cock, coaxing more sperm from my balls as I continued getting him pregnant.

Finally, after one of the most intense and long-lasting orgasms of my life, I slipped out of his anus. We held each other for a while, kissing romantically while we cuddled.

“Does your father fuck or rape you?” I asked him.

“Si. Me papa like me panocha. Me tio and me hermano too.”

“Do you like it when they use you?” I asked, a bit worried.

“Yes. It feel good when they fuck me. But I love you. Your cock feel good in my panocha. Maybe we get married someday. I make you good wife.”

Damn, this 15-year old maricon just proposed to me! What else could I say?

“I love you too, Mariconito. If we still know each other when you turn 18, we can get married. I wanna fuck you always.”

He jumped into my arms and shoved his teenage tongue down my throat.

I saw, and fucked him, once more after that. Later, when I returned to the area, most of the homes on his block were torn down, replaced by apartment buildings. It had been only a few months.

I never saw him again after that. But I still keep the memory of his hot young body in my mind, ready to recall whenever I want.

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