Having decided to re-stucco my entire Palm Springs home, I spent several weeks feeling imprisoned in the home. Everyday a large crew of workers showed up and seemed to be everywhere in my front and backyards. I had virtually no privacy. I kept telling myself that this, too, would pass.
I had taken to closing curtains and pulling down shades to avoid feeling like I was under a microscope. I did sneak glances at the workers from time to time. Several were Latino muscle studs who worked in tank tops or shirtless. I admit I got horned up seeing their ripped physiques—perspiring in the hot sun--with smooth cinnamon-colored skin. One afternoon, an especially muscled Latino with longish black hair and sleeve tatoos on both arms winked at me as I entered my home. What was that about, I thought. I had learned his name was Manny. He seemed to have a buddy who was even more built and tatted. His name was Javier. He had wavy black hair that fell about his handsome face.
While Manny had a thick patch of black armpit hair, Javier, I noticed, seemed to be entirely hairless. I wondered why he shaved his pits. Maybe he wrestled in some independent league, I speculated. Given my wrestling kink, I hoped I was right.
On about day 17, I needed a release. I closed the curtains to the French doors leading from my bedroom to the backyard patio. I pulled out a vibrating magic wand from a bathroom drawer and laid back on my king bed with my back propped against two pillows. I wore only my white briefs. I’m in my mid-50s. I have short blonde hair with specks of silver, blue eyes and a trimmed goatee that is silver. I stay very fit—each week getting in about three to four strength workouts and a bunch of cardio sessions on a StairMaster. I’ve got 46” pecs and 16” biceps. My chest and abs are smooth. I have cropped dirty blonde pit hair, which matches my trimmed pubes. My 7.5” cock is cut and pretty thick.
As I settled back, I turned on the magic wand. I began to run the vibrating head across the pouch of my briefs. My cock began to swell up immediately. Once it was semi-hard, I concentrated on massaging the shaft and v-spot under my mushroom head. After a few moments, my cock head pushed through my waistband. I peeled my briefs down and off my legs before running the wand up and down my shaft. I moved it down to my taint and then my pucker. The head was too fat to enter my hole, but the vibrations stimulated my prostate and my hard cock twitched on my abs. My slit glistened with pre-cum.
I closed my eyes and moved the wand back to my cock. I massaged the cut head and shaft again and began to feel my climax approaching. I wanted the session to last longer—edging myself until I shot my load on my chest.
When I opened my eyes, I was startled to see a crack in the curtain and a grinning face—Manny’s face to be specific—staring at my naked body through the window.
He disappeared from my view. Just as I felt some embarrassment, I saw the door handle turn. The door pushed inward against the curtain. Manny slipped around the curtain before shutting the door behind him. He was not wearing a shirt. His brown chest must have been 50”. He had a cut six-pack.
“Papi,” he almost purred, “You need a man not a vibrator to take care of that.” He eyed my erection and swollen mushroom head.
I started to object, “What the fuck, Manny!”
“Settle down papi,” he cut me off, “Gonna take good care of you. It’ll be our little secreto.”
The Latino hunk kicked off his work boots. He unfastened the belt on his blue jeans. He quickly unbuttoned the pants and pulled them down his big quads and calves. He was wearing white briefs, which contrasted nicely with his cinnamon-colored skin. Curly black pubes sprouted above the top of his waistband. I wondered if he was half-African American. His bulge was huge. The stud was semi-hard. His cotton pouch tented outward. I was spellbound by his quick striptease.
Manny moved forward and mounted my king bed. He moved between my legs and took the magic wand from my right hand. The hunk smiled at me as he turned off the device. He looked down at my crotch and fully erect cock.
“Si, papi,” he said with appreciation, “Manny gonna take good care of you.”
He leaned forward, opened his mouth and swallowed my cock.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, as he began to suction my manhood. The stud began bobbing and slurping—feasting on my cock like it was the best lollipop ever.
He pulled off for a second and said with a grin, “Tastes bueno, Papi. Your pre-cum is dulce!” He added, “Call me your chupapollas….or just puta!”
The sexy Latino stud resumed sucking my cock. Never gagging, he went down on me until his nose brushed against my cropped pubes. I placed my right hand on the back of his head and began to push his face down on my dick. I applied more pressure and was soon face fucking the muscle hunk.
I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Manny must have sensed this too and pulled off my cock, giving it a rest. Without warning, he rose up and grabbed my ankles and dragged my body towards the foot of the bed. Standing there, he raised and spread my legs then rolled me backwards. The next thing I knew, the stud buried his face in my ass crack. His warm tongue found my pucker and began rimming it.
“Ohhhhh….ohhhhhhh,” I moaned. All I could see in my pretzel-like position was my hard cock dangling downwards and pointing at my face.
“Fuck yeah, papi, your hole tastes so good,” he murmured before diving back into it.
After a few minutes, Manny rose back up and let go of my legs. As my view of him returned, I saw the purplish head of his erect cock. It had risen above his waistband along with half of his thick shaft. The guy was packing major heat. At least 9”. He was uncut but the swollen head had pushed through his foreskin.
Manny saw that I was entranced. “Like what you see, papi,” he said, then pulled down the front of his briefs and hooked them under smooth balls. His cock curved upward, not quite like a banana. His big head seemed to weigh down the tool. My own cock twitched on my abs at the sight of his tool.
“Maybe we see if papi is also a chupapollas,” he said before moving onto the bed. He straddled my chest. I stared upwards at his perfect chest with large dark brown nipples. His fat cock jutted outward from his patch of black pubes.
Manny’s right hand pressed the head of his cock to my lips. “Si papi, take my big cock,” he demanded. I opened my mouth wide and felt his huge tool enter. My tongue swirled around the bulbous head. It tasted salty from his sweat.
His masculine smell invaded my senses and I let him press his cock farther into my mouth until the head was buried in my throat. He cupped the back of my head and yanked my face onto his full length until my nose brushed against his pubes. I started to choke after a few seconds and he finally let me pull off to catch my breath. As I did, long strands of his pre-cum stretched from my mouth to his cock.
“Take it again,” he ordered, once more yanking my face onto his hard cock. This time I lasted a bit longer. My nose was pressed into his pubic bone.
“Fuck, papi, fuck you’re such a good chupapollas!” he exclaimed as I came up for air once more. His pre-cum was even thicker this time. It tasted as salty as his sweat.
My cock remained hard on my abs. I tried to reach it before the next round of face fucking began, but Manny swatted my hand away. Instead, he reached back and gave my dick a few strokes. He brought his hand up to his mouth and tasted my arousal. Then, he roughly skull-fucked me with his thick 9” cock. The room was filled with my gagging sounds as he owned my mouth.
As this was happening, I heard the door handle turn. A male voice said, “You got papi ready for me, Manny?”
“Si Javi, si. Papi is ready for your big cock,” Manny replied. He withdrew his cock from my throat and slapped the big head against my cheeks.
I couldn't see Javi from my vantage point. I heard rustling as he quickly disrobed. Then I felt hands grabbing my ankles again and raising my legs. My calves were placed on broad muscled shoulders. I heard Javi spit and felt the warm liquid hit my pucker. A very swollen fat head began to press into my outer rim. “I…I…don’t know,” I sputtered, “It’s….so fucking fat….”
“It’s ok, papi,” the voice said, “You’re gonna be our little puta.”
I felt even greater pressure at my entrance. Javier’s cock had to be fatter than Manny’s. But it persisted and after about half a minute, I felt my hole being split wide open. Slowly, I accepted the massive dick into my chute. Javi moaned, “Ohhhhh, fuccckkkk,” as his balls finally rested on my ass cheeks. Thankfully he paused letting me adjust to his girth and length.
Manny meanwhile shoved his hard tool back into my throat, stuffing me full of his Latino manhood. I couldn’t see Javier but felt him begin to move his hips, thrusting gently at first but picking up speed. Soon his big balls were slapping into my ass cheeks. I grunted and gagged around Manny’s huge piece of meat. More pre-cum spurted into my throat from his throbbing cock.
“Fuck, puta’s so tight….so good!” Javier declared. Manny added, “Puta’s a very good cocksucker too. I’m gonna cum if I keep face-fucking him!”
“No Manny,” Javier said, “Let me catch up to you!” With that, Javier began pounding my hole mercilessly. My grunts grew louder. Manny let me pull off his big dick and I began yelling, “OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!” Javier grabbed my hard cock and began stroking it in tandem with his thrusts.
I wasn’t going to last long but then Manny did something unexpected. He pulled out and slid down my torso towards Javier. Manny raised his hips. I felt Javier grab the base of my hard cock, holding it upwards. Then Manny sank downward, allowing his hole to be penetrated by my cock. “Oooohhhhh, papi, fucccckkkkkk,” he sighed. His hole felt so good. I began to thrust upwards.
Javier had pulled out of my hole. “Fuck that’s hot, Manny” he said. Then I felt his body move in close to mine. His hard cock pressed against my shaft and slowly pushed into Manny’s hole along with my own. “Ohhhhhhhh, Javi, you’re so big. You and papi are so fucking big, fuuuccckkkkk….” moaned Manny.
I had slowed my thrusts as Javi pushed into Manny’s hole. I knew from a little past experience that Javier would be in charge. He began thrusting faster and faster while I just buried my cock as deep as it would go into Manny’s canal. Each thrust from Javier sent waves of pleasure from my dick to the rest of my body.
Manny’s big cock remained hard and bounced up and down, dripping pre-cum on my abs. His right hand began to stroke the cock. His eyes rolled backwards, “OOOOHHHHH FFFUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!” he hollered as white cum shot from his cock. The first blast hit my chin. The second my neck. And the third my pecs. It was a massive, watery load that coated my upper torso.
Javier and I were right behind Manny. The pressure against my v-spot from Javi’s thrusts took me over the edge and I felt my load explode inside Manny, “OHHH GODDDDDDD, I’M CUMMING!!!” I yelled as my orgasm hit. Javier moaned his release, “OOOOHHHHHHH PAPI, FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!” he said. His body shuddered and convulsed as he kept shooting into his buddy’s hole.
As he came down from his release, Manny lifted his hips and moved back up my torso. He smiled down at me, “Papi, time to clean me up!’ He pressed the still swollen head of his dick into my mouth. I tasted his salty release and resumed swirling my tongue around his head and foreskin. I felt Javier’s mouth engulf my semi-hard cock as he tasted my cum and polished my tool.
Manny finally sat back and slid off my body. Then I saw Javier for the first time. He was all smooth brown muscle. He had a large lion tattoo on his left pec. He had wavy black hair and brown eyes. His body was hairless. His big uncut cock had deflated but appeared to be at least 10” long and thick as fuck. He grinned at me, “Next time I’ll breed papi’s hole…just you and me.”
I don’t know what got into me but I suddenly asked Javier, “By any chance, do you guys wrestle?”
Javier smirked, “Yeah, we do Lucha Libre at a private club in town. Why?” I had not heard of this club, but my interest was sparked. I'd have to check it out.
“Well,” I said, “I wrestle too. Maybe we should have match?”
“Papi, you’d be no match for us,” Javi said cockily. “I mean I’m 6’2” and weight 225 pounds. Manny is 6’1” and 220 pounds. And this club, it has strip matches with ‘stakes’ on the line. You understand?”
“Just my kind of wrestling,” I replied with a grin, “And I don’t lose puta.”
(To be continued?)
Author’s Note: Most of this story was true. Let me know if you’d like a sequel.
