"Latino"
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Part 4
Ramon worked at Herald Square selling men's clothing at Macys. He loved that job and the people he serviced were all different which taught him a lot about the public.
His hours were part time which gave him personal space each week and a lot of free time. It put less money in his pocket but with the arrangement he and Eddie had with the building owner, they made out just fine. There was a reason for that arrangement.
The building owner collected rent and solved problems. The rent was due and Ramon and Eddie had only enough money to pay about half of the asking amount.
"It has been a lean month, working part time, and we are short on cash;" admitted Ramon when Furguson, (whom everybody called Fergie) stopped by to pick up the rent. He preferred cash and would pick it up himself every month.
"I donna know men; but I gotta have the rent money." Said Fergie
"I know and you will get paid, but what can I do? It's been rough," confessed Ramon
"Maybe, if you suck my dick, I will take what you can pay this month.
`Ah come on Fergie, just because we are gay that doesn't mean we are easy." Interjected Eddie into the conversation
It was nasty talking that way to tenants, but Fergie knew they were sexually active. It is pathetic thinking that because somebody is gay, money is the great convincer. Sucking dick was routine for Eddie and Ramon; and the rent was a tool for Fergie to get what he wanted.
Fergie was a married man around fifty and not bad looking. No doubt, he was a pistol in the bedroom at twenty-five. Actually, Eddie had always thought Fergie was daddy hot after seeing the big cock in his pants. Being a father of five; he had grown daughters, nevertheless sex still meant everything to him. He could not go looking for it in gay bars.
He had a good cock and could always use a blowjob. Fergie wanted a dude to grab hold, get on his dick and suck cum out of him with firm pressure and no lollypop licking like a little girl. Ramon was his man for a great blowjob.Eddie did not have to think about it for very long and neither did Ramon.
Fergie wanted the blowjobs for sure, but longed for more action. He got what he wanted by bringing up the subject of rent. It worked every time.
He schemed to fuck, not one, but both of them. Eddie agreed and Ramon did not. Ramon was not that easy. He did not mind giving a suck job, but would not fuck just anybody; not even for free rent.
Eddie was a willing Latino slut, and tight in the right place. His slim body and packed butt was a turn on for Fergie. Eddie did whatever Fergie asked of him; most of the time with his legs in the air and daddy's meat sliding in and out of his butt. Eddie had what Fergie needed to squelch his possessed sexual appetite. Fergie liked being Eddie's `daddy' and they fucked like magic in a puff of smoke.
"Geezus, you're a hot wet fuck – friggin awesome." Fergie would say to him. He would kiss gingerly and talk dirty to him. Eddie put in extra effort to please his proprietor. Ramon began to wonder who was using whom when they journeyed off to Faggotville together like dumpster trash.
Eddie was a whore and Fergie favored him over Ramon. It was unusual since Ramon was the hotter looking of the two. Only sluts could take a nasty fucking like Eddie would get from Fergie...
Fergie did not want a pretty Latino boy toy like Ramon. He wanted a man whore, so he chose Eddie and fucked him endlessly, often cuming twice or three times. It took the wind out of his sails, for a man his age. However, he fucked as an eighteen year old stocked with testosterone, to prove he was all man.
It was the first of the month and the rent was due once again.
Ramon had showered and fully dressed except for shoes. He walked around the apartment in bare feet thinking of all things – Mateo.
He sent him a text and decided to do it in Spanish. He wanted to maintain his Latino heritage and it seemed like a wise thing to do.
The text was short, friendly and merely inquiring as to his whereabouts.
A reply came immediately.
"I run every day at the park looking for you. You must really hate me," wrote Mateo
"I hate nobody – what are you saying?" Ramon replied
"We lost contact with each other and I would like to fix that." Said Mateo
"I would too," agreed Ramon.
"Can I come over?"
"When?"
"I am not working tonight, how about getting together this evening. I will take you somewhere to eat and you choose the place. It will be just you and me - no waiters, no Eddie, just us. How does that sound?" wrote Mateo
"I can meet you outside in front of the building here at 7:00 pm. I will be the hot Puerto Rican sitting on the steps"
"Ha ha-ha, you certainly will be. Catch you later." Wrote Mateo.
Time is the future looking for a purpose. Yes, the rent was due again. Fergie, a dirty old man, would be a dirty old man until he was a dead old man. Ramon understood that and so did Eddie; however, Eddie did not care how mucky Fergie wanted to be. He was sure he could handle him with no problem. It was comical yet pathetic with Fergie hell bent on getting his dick wet in any way possible.
Fergie always covered his whereabouts with a reason to be in a renter's apartment. He told his wife, he was replacing a washer in the kitchen sink faucet that dripped constantly.
He tapped on the door to the apartment hoping to find Eddie there.
Ramon answered the door telling Fergie that Eddie was not there, but he came inside just the same.
He leaned against the kitchen counter with his legs spread. He looked at Ramon directly and intently. Then reaching down, unzipped and said "C'mon amigo, we know why I'm really here." With his hands behind him on the counter, his pelvis jutted out an invitation like a command.
"I don't have time for that stuff now. I have an appointment and getting ready to go out," said Ramon
"Then you better hurry the fuck up and get your pretty mouth working on this dick." Barked Fergie enjoying seeing Ramon getting nervous. "Don't think about it cock sucker – just do it." Said Fergie
Without even hesitating, Ramon popped the top button on his work pants allowing them to drop a bit...NO jockeys and just a mass of hair. Ramon was on his knees faster than a penitent priest on a holy day of obligation!
Fergie's cock was not the longest or thickest cock he had ever tasted, but had a fathead that was leaking and ready to choke him. It was musky, scented with still a faint soapy smell from his shower. Fuck man. That crotch was cool.
Ramon gobbled cock into his mouth like an invitation to dinner. He used his lips, tongue and teeth all in unison making Fergie feel like his life was moving along so fast, that he had trouble breathing.
Fergie had big bulging balls pulled up tight. After lunging, a few times they slipped out. Fergie pushed Ramon's head into his balls, and he dove under smearing his face in that hairy taint. Ramon's tongue was everywhere licking and washing Fergie's crotch
Trying to stab at that hairy Star of David, without much success; Fergie yipped surprise, and spread further his hairy masculine thighs. Very carefully, he forcefully pushed Ramon's head into his balls, so he could lick and smell them. That lasted only a few seconds and he pulled his head back away from his balls, guiding Ramon back over his cock.
Ramon expected a jamming into his throat, but he slowly pushed that leaking cock into his mouth moaning the whole time...a few shallow slides in and out – in and out.
Ramon eager to get this over gobbled cock all the way to his fragrant hairy bush. With Ramon's tongue swabbing the underside of his tasty cock, Fergie held him there rocking from side to side
Then his phone rang. He held Ramon's head with one hand and picked up the phone with the other...
"Yeah?"
"Throb, throb"
"Just finishing up"
"Slide, slurp, slide, slide"
"Nah, it was just the faucet"
"Yeah - I know, I know"
"Pulse-pulse, throb, squeeze"
"Ok, about 30 minutes"
He tried to click off but missed and almost dropped the phone.
Fergie used both hands on Ramon's head and pushing his hips forward; he bellows out..."Suck, suck, take... meeee, you fucker"
Ramon's mouth had a suction going, tongue swabbing the length and feeing cock throbbing and pulsating. Fergie jammed fully in grabbing his head and freezing still. He throbbed, pulsed and squirted a HUGE glob of nutt syrup right down Ramon's throat...it was forceful and felt like a shot!
Oh, but he wasn't finished yet. This followed a flow of more. It was like Mrs. Butterworth over hotcakes, continuing down Ramon's throat.
Fergie's hands grabbed the counter behind him for support, and his legs buckled a bit. He was the one struggling with ragged breath as if he had just run the block. Ramon did all the work but Fergie was breathing hard. – go figure.
Knowing time was fleeing, he still needed to get ready for Mateo; Ramon cleaned up the remnants of cum, giving each ball a soft suck and running his tongue back up that road to paradise.
Ramon sat back on his haunches and stared at the exposed manhood before him. Realizing how much Fergie looked like a porn daddy; he liked what he was looking at. He could see a few drops were escaping from a cock head and leaned forward to lap it up.
Fergie shook his husky meat like a dog toy at Ramon signaling that was it. He did not look at Ramon, but straightened up, using his hand to cup his goodies as he hiked up his pants to cover himself. He grabbed Ramon's arm and pulled him up in an unexpected move.
Ramon almost fell against him and they were face to face. His nose grazed Ramon's cheek..."ummm I smell good on you. You ate my nutt."
Fergie had to sense Ramon's hard dick against him as it was pushing out the front of his pants. Fergie stiffened, (as much to say – "don't touch me fag) putting Ramon back at arm's length.
Instead of bolting out the door, he said..."I gotta get home; Julie's folks are coming for supper. Glad you got me straightened out. He handed Ramon a paid rent receipt he had prepared and hidden in his pocket.
The only reply from Ramón was – "okay"
Fergie strode out the door, leaving it open. He climbed into his truck and was gone...but only for a couple of days! Ramon knew that he would return for Eddie. He was not through yet being serviced for this month. The man's sexual appetite was scary. He was like a bottomless volcano always wanting to erupt.
Ramon looked at the clock and it was 5:00 pm. He had to shower again, scrub his mouth, brush his teeth and soap his face, not wanting to smell like a cum bucket. There was no way he would miss being outside on the steps at 7:00 pm. Ramon was convinced that meeting Mateo this time would result in a cucumber salad. Mateo was born to ride and now Ramon was more than willing to bottom for him. There was a reason for this and he could hardly wait.
jbalancier9@yahoo.com
"I would like to thank my email buddy Bill for writing the explosive dialogue for the oral sex, that occurred between Fergie and Ramon."
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