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I throw on my favorite pair of swimming trunks (the baby blue ones that touch the top of my knees and show off my refined calf muscles built from running each morning), grab a towel, and head for the beach. As I am walking down the crowded shore, enjoying the warm sand between my toes and the refreshing scent of the transparent blue water, I feel like an exhibitionist showing off my well-toned ass which is perfectly indicated within my tight swimming trunks. I pick a spot, take off my gray t-shirt, and soak up some sun for about an hour.
By this time I am starting to sweat all over my body and figure it’s time to take a dip in the water. Walking towards the shoreline, I see this handsome Latino in tight, yellow trunks (which travel halfway down his thighs) catching some waves on his surfboard. He appears to be in his early to mid twenty’s and in optimal swimmer’s shape. As he is maintaining his balance all of his muscles are flexing – from his sculpted pecks all the way down to his rippling thighs. Damn! His body is immaculately polished – tight pecks, flat belly with well-toned abs, and a firm, supple ass!! Most notable is the “V” leading down from his abs and directing my eyes toward the treasure inside those trunks.

Before I realize it my mouth is hanging wide open and actually watering while I am viewing this stud soaring along the surface of the ocean. He seems to be in complete control of the water with a sheer effortlessness. In the middle of my trance he makes direct eye contact with me, not fumbling one bit with maneuvering the surfboard. For a moment I forget that any other person is on the beach besides the legendary god that stands before me. I hear nothing. I view nothing but HIM. Reality brings me back to earth as I finally realize that he notices me staring and he replies to my attraction with a cute, friendly smile. The corners of his lips turn up and his pearly whites shine brightly. Trembling with nerves I quickly look away and my heart starts to beat rapidly. I’m embarrassed that I got caught staring but flattered that my admiration was returned.

I muster the courage to look at him again and it turns out he is still looking at me. However, he has an inquisitive look on his face, probably wondering about my awkwardness. My Latin fantasy returns to catching the waves. Butterflies flitter around my stomach as more questions plague my mind – “Could this be the start of something? What is it going to take to get inside those trunks?” Trying my best to shake off the tension I jump into the sparkling blue ocean and swim around nonchalantly as I do not want him to catch on to my timidity.
Twenty or so minutes pass as I am enjoying my exercise in the warm water. Relief is slowly pouring into me as my nerves slowly subside. I am enjoying the warm water covering my body when, out of the corner of my eye, I see the Latino suddenly approaching me on his surfboard. I don’t swim away quick enough which results in a T-bone collision between me and his surfboard. He falls face first into the ocean as the wind is instantly knocked out of me. I stagger to my towel trying to mask the pain as the crowd is watching in shock. After I sit down and turn around I see him walking towards me with his surfboard.

I could barely process this moment of humiliation. I can only attempt to interpret indistinct sounds coming from the Latino approaching me as I am desperately trying to catch my breath. Soon enough I could finally understand the words coming out of his mouth.
“Are you okay, amigo?” he asked in a smooth Hispanic accent. I nodded my head, not even lifting my head up from shame, and uttered, “Yeah”. Meanwhile the crowd gradually goes back to enjoying the beach. He sits down beside me as I regain my composure. He rubs his hand down the length of my back which sends a comforting – and quite erotic – chill down my spine.
A few more moments pass when I nervously admit, “Sorry, I didn’t…” I lose my train of thought as my eyes initially meet his – up, close, and personal. Those dreamy almond-brown eyes seem to shimmer as he is squinting from the bright sunlight. His concern is also apparent as his eyebrows are holding much tension, making him even more handsome. I take a moment to appreciate the beauty of his face. A thin mustache sits on top of his soft, sensual lips that I want to press mine into. Smooth olive-toned skin covers the length of his chiseled bone structure.

As I am cast into another spell while viewing his swimmer’s build from the neck down he breaks me out of another daze, asking, “Huh… you were saying…?” I clear my throat and reply, “Oh yeah, sorry about that, I didn’t see you coming.”
He looks into my eyes and says, “Don’t worry about it. As long as you’re alright.”
“You were lookin’ good out there though.”
“Thanks.”

Another awkward silence passes as my eyes indulge in the rest of his body. A close-up view of his toned pecks, perfectly sized nipples, moderately muscular arms and washboard abs makes my lips part and heartbeat flutter. Before I realize it my mouth is watering again. I lose my breath when I find what I’ve been looking for the whole time. I catch a front-row view of the V leading from his flat belly to his stiff cock, trapped in his banana yellow swimsuit. My cock begins to press against the inside of my trunks. Oh man, how I wanted to run my lips up and down his shaft!
“By the way…,” he says. I return my staring back to his breath-taking eyes. “My name is Diego.”
Nervously, I reply, “Trent” and extend my hand to shake his.
“Never seen you around here. Are you new in town?”
“I was originally here on business, but now I am enjoying Tampa until my flight leaves in a couple of days. You know Tampa well at all?”
“Yeah. I’ve lived here for about ten years since my dad’s work relocated our family.”
“How do you like it here?”
“It took some getting used to but I love it now.”

I gradually become calm as we are making small talk. “What would you suggest to do around here?”
“There’s plenty of nightlife that should keep you entertained.” He continued, “Actually I’d love to show you around.” He chuckled, “It’s the least I could do for you after our little collision.”
Chuckling myself I said, “Ah, you don’t owe me anything, man. It was my fault anyway.”
“Oh no, amigo, I insist,” Diego said with the most honest and sexiest sincerity.
“Alright… you wanna grab a drink tonight because I am long overdue after four straight days of work!”
“Sounds great. How about I pick you up around eight o’ clock?”
“It’s a da… err… that sounds good, I’ll see you then.”

After I tell him what hotel I’m staying at we say goodbye for the time being. I get back to my hotel room and become very anxious about tonight. It has been a long time since I’ve encountered anyone, man or woman, that sparks a fire in me like Diego does. His suave voice, tight body, and genuine, outgoing character all ignite something special in me that bring my mind, body, and spirit to life.

As I am in the shower the earlier events are continuously replaying in my mind. The butterflies return to my stomach and my head feels light as a feather as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick once again. My cock becomes rock hard and lightly taps my thighs as it hangs low and swings from side to side like a pendulum. I lightly stroke my shaft as my sexual thirst is intensifying by the moment. Lustful ardor is tempting me to jack off right now but I fight the urge as I remember – I may need a fresh load tonight. I quickly exit the shower as I want to save it all for tonight’s rendezvous.

I call room service to order a late lunch after my shower to hold off the hormones consuming my body. As I prepare for tonight, I try to put my nerves in check as I fear they could ruin a potential once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to release the sexual beast within me. In the middle of brushing my teeth I hear a knock at the door and my heart starts to pound. I take a deep breath and answer the door.

It is only one of my colleagues from a room down the hallway inviting me to hit up a club with some others from the firm. My heart instantly comes at ease and I decline by making up some story about seeing the nightlife by myself in an attempt to just “get away” for tonight. After he leaves I finish brushing my teeth, put on a nice fitted red t-shirt to show off my chest and tight jeans to showcase my butt once again, and head down to the lobby.

As I sit on a couch staring into space, I drift into random thought again about tonight. My manhood begins to throb once again and presses at the inside of my jeans. I even feel pre-cum oozing out of my head as I fantasize about getting down and dirty with Diego, my wet dream – which will hopefully become a reality. Saliva begins to flood my mouth as I imagine his dick fucking my face, penetrating my asshole, and spewing warm cum all over my body. I bite my lips at the thought of his hard naked body grinding up against mine.

Suddenly I am drawn out of my fantasy when I hear, “Hi, Trent.”

I look up and reply, “Hey, Diego. How are you?” I revel in the beautiful view – his tight bright blue shirt doing nothing to conceal his erect nipples. His long flat torso leads to his dark blue jeans barely hiding a moderate bulge.
“Doing well, amigo, now how about that drink?”
“Ha, you don’t have to tell me twice! Let’s get out of here.”

Diego leads me out to his silver Mustang, finely polished just like his body. It is amazing how his presence puts me at ease. I am becoming very fond of his charm AND smooth sexuality. The whole car ride I steal every glance I can of his persistent bulge. He asks, “So Trevor, what business did you come down to Tampa for?”
“I am an intern at a law firm in Virginia. We had an important case with an actor based in Tampa this week. What about you?”
“I own a public swimming pool which I manage myself.”
“… Which explains your great physique.”

With a smug grin he eyes my body down and replies, “Thanks. You look like no stranger to the gym yourself. How do you clean up so well?”
“I mainly jog and occasionally lift weights.”
“Well it does wonders for you, amigo.”

We both are staring at one another longingly when Diego says we have finally arrived at one of his favorite bars. The atmosphere inside is very casual. Easy-listening music is playing just at the right volume – not so loud that you have to literally yell to speak to the person next to you. And also no worries about choking on secondhand smoke. Diego orders our drinks – for me, a long island iced tea; for him, jack and coke. Our conversation shifts to our daily lives and what we do for fun outside of our work.
I tell him, “I’m really into just having fun, meeting people, and opening myself to different cultures. You?”
“My favorite thing to do is walk along the beach on a nice, warm night like this and clear my head. You wanna go with me to the shore after a few more drinks.”
“I’d love to, man.”

After three more drinks for me and two more for Diego, we walk about three or four blocks towards the shore. The moonlight hitting the water makes it sparkle and softly illuminates the whole beach. The cool, grainy sand between my toes brings back memories from earlier today as the drinks are finally setting in, giving my body that simultaneous feeling of slight numbness and euphoria.
Diego and I find a place to sit where the warm water rushes into our bare feet. For a moment both of us are silent and just take in the sounds of the waves crashing and the view of the beautiful shoreline. I take a deep breath and breathe in the warm, slightly humid air. I lie on my back and put my hands behind my head, enjoying the clear black-violet sky punctuated with shiny stars.
I am caught off guard when Diego rests his hand on my left thigh, just inches way from my cock. He then starts to gently massage my thigh, making my cock spring to life again. Our eyes lock onto one another again and I act on our attraction this time. I rise up from the sand and move my face toward his. Within seconds our lips finally meet. My eyes close as I savor this long-awaited moment. As our lips rub against one another Diego slips me his tongue. I am further intoxicated by the jack and coke in his mouth. I grab the back of his head and push his lips harder into mine.

His hands start to explore my body. My breathing speeds up as we start to get hot and heavy. Diego pushes me onto my back again in one swift but gentle movement. A few more minutes pass when he shortly pulls away from our embrace and says, “I’ve wanted you so badly since the very first time I saw you.”
“I’ve felt the exact same way,” I reply, and return to passionately kissing him. He starts pulling off my shirt and lays soft, wet kisses trailing towards my pecks. Diego sensually circles each of my nipples with his tongue over and over again until they are covered in his spit and glistening in the moonlight. He returns to our lip lock.

As his body is rubbing against mine I feel his rock hard dick rubbing up against mine. He starts to dry hump me when my hands do a little exploration of their own and grope his bubble butt. Diego elicits a moan as I fervently grab his ass. I interrupt our kiss, saying, “Why don’t we make ourselves a little more comfortable and get rid of these constricting clothes?”
“That’s a good idea, amigo,” he replies with a smug grin. He stands up and pulls off his shirt, revealing his perfect upper body in the soft moonlight. He unzips his pants and lets them fall into the sand. Diego then kicks them aside, now just standing before me in a cherry thong. The wet spot of pre-cum in the center indicates his urge to continue what we had started. He lies on top of me again and kisses me more passionately than ever.

Our make out resumes as my right hand rubs the light hair on the top of his head. I push his head further into mine wanting to taste his tongue even more. I slowly run my hand down his back until I reach his ass. I feel every inch of his smooth ass while our cocks continue to rub against one another, only restricted by my jeans and his thong. My middle finger is running up and down the very thin strand that is preventing me from probing his asshole.
Diego then instinctively takes his right hand and moves the fabric out of my way. I briefly retreat from our make out session to spit on my finger and then run circles with it around his hole. Diego’s body begins to shudder. He lets out another moan and starts to dry hump me even faster. I push my finger in inch by inch until his breathing picks up. I start fucking him with my finger. His sphincter starts to tighten as I work up a rhythm with my middle finger. I stop for a moment to enjoy the feeling of his warm, moist hole. I then wiggle my finger in the depths of his asshole and Diego throws his head back and yells, “Oh FUCK!!!” Before he can relax again I start to fuck him with both my middle and index finger.

Soon enough his asshole starts to clench and prevents my fingers’ escape. At the peak of his dry humping he pulls away from my face and starts laying kisses on my chest again. My fingers retreat from his ass. I reel my head back as his kisses are trailing down my six-pack. He gets up on his knees and says, “Now it’s my turn to have some fun, amigo.” I nod my head in agreement and let him lead the way for now.

Diego then proceeds to take off his thong and drops it on my chest. I immediately grab his underwear and press it into my nose, taking a deep whiff of his manly musk mixed with the cologne he sprayed on his cock. As I am enjoying his unique scent he stands before me completely naked with his seven inches at full attention. The head is glistening with pre-cum oozing out of it.

He unzips my jeans, pulls them off, and throws them aside. I am left lying in my platinum silver trunk briefs. My nine incher is still pressing at the inside of my underwear and sporting a nice spot of pre-cum as well. Diego bends down and sticks his tongue out to lick up some of the pre-cum from the cotton. After he slides my briefs down three or four inches he swirls his tongue around my head. I bite my lips and exhale as I look up at the night sky. His first two fingers then move to my balls and start tickling them through the fabric.

Initially this was enticing me but now the anticipation is killing me. My cock is engorged with blood and my balls are starting to swell. I finally beg and plead, “Diego! I can’t take it anymore!! Shove my cock down your throat already.”
“As you wish amigo.”

He starts to slide off my underwear and I lift my legs to help him get them off quicker. My nine-incher springs from its confinement and lies on my belly button. Diego throws my briefs aside and grabs my dick. He strokes it three or four times and then slowly descends his mouth onto my shaft. My heart starts to palpitate as I hear him slurping on my cock. I start to shudder when Diego pulls off of my dick and licks the underside of my head with just the tip. Gasp after gasp of air is taken in as I feel his taste buds rubbing against my head. He teases me further by flickering his tongue over my piss slit.

I plead again, “Oh, Diego! Just suck my dick, will you?!” He completely stops for a moment and stares at me with a bold, hypnotic demeanor. Diego kisses my head once more and then proceeds to go down on me, finally fulfilling my request. His warm lips enveloping the majority of my shaft put me at ease for the moment. All the while our eyes are still locked onto one another.

When he finally looks away for a moment to focus on my dick I let my head fall into the sand and I let out a groan of ecstasy. His speed picks up and I place my hand on the back of his head and push up and down to increase the rhythm that Diego has developed. A few more moments pass when he suddenly pulls off of my cock and starts trailing wet kisses up my body towards my face.

We kiss passionately as I taste my own flesh. I run my hands down his back and grope his ass once more. I give his butt a light smack and he responds with a short grunt of pleasure. He pulls away from me to backtrack his trail of kisses to my dick again.

Diego then dives onto my dick with his mouth, sending me into sexual overdrive. Bursting with heat and passion I place my hand once again on the back of his head. I push him up and down and say, “C’mon baby… deep throat my dick. Push my whole cock into your mouth!”
“Mmhmm,” he simply replies. Diego draws a deep breath and attempts to fit my entire shaft in his mouth. He ends up only about an inch shy of deepthroating me because my dick is obstructing his airway.

After a few more tries I coach him on getting the whole thing in without choking. I say, “Just relax the muscles in your throat and release all the tension. Now just take a deep breath…” Diego draws a deep breath and eases his mouth onto my dick once again. He finally gets the job done and continues to bounce up and down on my shaft.

I release my hand from the back of his head as there is no need to coach him any longer. I stroke his shoulder, saying, “That’s right, Papi. Milk my cock!!”
“Mmmm…”

I start thrusting my pelvis into his face as my climax is near. I make another futile attempt to control my tense muscles. As my body starts to tremble I announce, “Diego, I’m gonna cum!!” He bobs up and down on my cock several more times before he pulls off and positions my dick straight up into the air. He starts to beat me off. I bite my lips, grab my right peck and throw my head back as the penultimate moment is only seconds away.
“Ooohhh, Papi, don’t stop…. Aaaaahhh!!!! Yeah, baby. Stroke my dick until you squeeze out every drop!!” The very first spurt shoots up into the air and splashes onto my chest. Diego continues to jack me off as streams of cum eject onto my abs and belly button. When I am fully spent Diego swirls his tongue around my inflamed head. “…Oh shit, Papi! That was fucking awesome!” I moan as he tantalizes me with his tongue during my descent.

Diego then gets up and climbs on top of me and lays another sweet kiss on my lips. My hands are rubbing his back aggressively as he is swirling his tongue around my mouth. I move my hand down to grab Diego’s throbbing manhood. After stroking it several times he grabs my hand and pushes it away. He pulls away altogether and suggests, “How about we continue this at my place?” I smile and say, “Let’s do it.” We both skinny dip to wash the cum off our bodies. We put our clothes back on, rush back to the car, and jet over to Diego’s place.

Soon after Diego starts the car I gently stroke his balls through his jeans with my left hand and rub my own with the other. He exhales very heavily and attempts to keep his attention on the road. I then grab his balls and start massaging them with my fingers.

“Careful, amigo… I don’t know if I can drive with your hands all over my sweet spot.”

Grinning, I reply, “My bad, Papi. I just can’t wait to get you off.”
I pull off of him and wait patiently to get to his place.

Within ten minutes we finally arrive at his apartment complex, a spacious group of condominiums. Once we reach his door on the second floor my heart palpitates at the anticipation of continuing our fuck session. Inside the doorway is an ample living/dining room adjoined by a fully stocked kitchen and a laundry room tucked in the corner. Diego turns me around and presses his lips into mine again. I grab for his cock which is now pulsating and warm. He pushes me onto the nice leather couch and removes his clothing in a striptease.

Diego starts by taking off his shirt. He licks one finger and slowly runs it around his right nipple. He then makes a trail of spit past his pecks and down his washboard abs. I lick my lips and move in closer to his perfect body. I run my tongue up and down his smooth, toned abs and grab his butt. I pull away briefly when Diego starts to unzip his jeans. As he starts to thrust his pelvis toward my face I push my face in and inhale through my nose, intoxicating me with his musk once again. He then tugs on his jeans and lets them fall to his ankles. Diego steps out of his pants and takes a step back. I look up and stare at him with an ardent desire. “Let’s go to the bedroom where there is more room,” says Diego. I let him lead the way and enjoy the view of his butt wobbling from side to side in his bright red thong.

After I step in front of the bed Diego gently pushes me onto the plush bedspread and starts removing my shirt. Planting those hot, wet kisses on my abs and chest causes me to become short of breath again. He then quickly removes my pants and shoes, leaving me in nothing but my platinum briefs. Diego gives me a deep, lingering kiss. I slide my hand under his thong and play with his butt hole again.

Diego then climbs on top of me and straddles my upper chest. He swings his rock hard cock in front of my face and continues to tease me by placing it just out of my tongue’s reach. I beg, “Let me taste that dick!! I’m starving for it, baby!!”
“… In due time, amigo.” Diego then slaps me in the face with his meat – over and over again. I can feel his pre-cum slowly oozing out onto my face and then getting spread by his magic wand. I stick out my tongue as far as I can in an attempt to get a taste of it as it’s smeared across my face. Finally he holds his meat a couple of inches above my lips. Diego lightly taps the surface of my lips with his cock.

Inch by inch Diego lets me sample more of his meat platter. His hard mushroom head is a little thicker than mine and feels like a flesh lollipop piercing my throat. The six inches of shaft fills my mouth leaving me speechless. Diego’s breathing picks up as he starts to thrust with a sensual rhythm. Each breath he exhales synchronizes perfectly with his cock touching the back of my throat. I feel his body start to tremble after minutes of relentless output of energy. Nearing his climax Diego pulls his dick from my mouth and I hear a soft plop from all the spit covering his cock.

He bends down to kiss me and revels in the taste of his own salami. As he swirls his tongue around my mouth I run my hands up and down the length of his arched back. I slide my middle finger into the crack of his ass and rub the pathway to his hole softly. Before I get any further he pulls away from our kiss.
He moves his lips toward my ear, and softly whispers, “Turn over, amigo.” Acknowledging his request I turn around and lay on my stomach. I feel him grab for the top of my underwear and I lift my waist a couple of inches off of the bed. With ease he removes my briefs, leaving me stark naked.

Diego then lies on top of me and starts to sensually kiss and lick the back of my neck. I can feel his rigid manhood pulsing and pressing at the crack of my ass. His kisses start to trail down my back. Each time his lips move away from a kiss his warm breath starts to dry the spit left behind with a cooling sensation.

Eventually Diego comes face to face with my toned ass. He pulls both of my cheeks apart and stares at my tight hole as it quivers. I hold my breath waiting for the moment when he shoves his face into my ass. My heartbeat starts to beat furiously as his warm breath is hitting my butt hole.

Finally Diego sticks his tongue out and starts swirling it around the edges of my tight hole. I bite my lips and moan, “Oh, Papi, keep doing that!” He continues for a few more seconds and then pulls his tongue away from my butt hole. I feel a powerful smack on my ass and let out a loud grunt that bounces off of the walls. Diego makes me wait even longer before he shoves his face all the way into my ass and eats me out with an insatiable hunger.
I grab the pillow at the other end of the bed and bite into it when he thrusts his tongue into the pit of my asshole. Swirling his tongue around my velvety insides drives me to roar in ecstasy.

Thankfully the pillow muffles my groans, or else Diego’s neighbors would otherwise be awakened from our fuck fest. My Latino stud retreats from my ass for a short second to catch his breath.

Immediately after he darts his tongue in and out. With every thrust inward I let out a short, staccato grunt barely stifled by the gag in my mouth. I manage to control my volume long enough to spit out my gag and say, “Papi, I can’t wait to feel your big dick inside me!!”

Diego then slows down his pace and gives my hole a few more laps of his tongue. He gives my hole one last short, sweet kiss before he mounts me. I get on my knees and let them slide apart along the silky sheets for an easy entry.
As he pushes his head in I exhale and try to relax. While inch after inch is filling my asshole I do my best to control my breathing. Finally his whole cock is inside of me. I can even feel his prickly pubic hairs poking my butt. Diego grabs my waist and starts thrusting in and out. He picks up the pace eventually and each thrust is delivered stronger than the previous one. At maximum speed he instantly rips his dick out of me and flips me over onto my back.

His cock rams into my butt again full throttle. I gasp for air and grip the sheets in response to this surprise. Diego leans over and stares at me with those intense eyes. His lips tense up each time he thrusts inward. His demeanor does not let up one bit as he fully demonstrates the extent of his stamina.

Diego bends down further and sticks his tongue out. I also stick my tongue out so that both of ours meet and start swirling mine around his. As I close my eyes while tasting him, I hear nothing but the hum of the air conditioner, Diego’s pelvis repetitively slapping against the bottom of my thighs, and the creak of the bedsprings. He pulls away from our spit swap and says, “Oh amigo, I’m gonna pull out and cum all over you!!”
“Give me your cum, Papi! I got another load cummin’!!”
With my request Diego retreats from my ass and starts beating off. I extend my fingers on my left hand toward his balls and feel them, now tightened. My other hand strokes my cock extracting every bit of cum as possible. Both of us yell exclamations of joy and erotica as our cum shoots out of our cocks. Our ejaculations seem to synchronize as numerous spurts initially land on my left peck.

Gradually the spurts begin to land on my abs and belly. All that remains is pearls of man milk within our piss slits as both of us are spent. He lets out a deep groan as he looks at all the glistening jism on my body. Diego then rests his body on top of mine, mixing our cum. I rest my hand on his firm butt again. He slowly runs his fingers along the length of the muscles in my arm.

We embrace in one last French kiss while the cum is slowly trickling down both sides of my torso. Diego rests his head on my shoulder and we drift into a comforting sleep.

My heartbeat is at ease as I have finally commenced my journey towards releasing the sexual beast within me.


This concludes my story. If you actually read the story in its entirety and have any questions, comments, or just want to drop a line to tell me about yourself then don’t hesitate to contact me.
Martin

P.S. I will continue to make sequels to the above story based on reader response, so tell me if you would like to read more…