I had just discovered how terribly popular feminine American boys were in Mexico, and was loving the results of this discovery. Interesting things were coming my way. I had long since discovered my popularity with Latin men, why, should I have been so amazed at the popularity I had in Mexico proper. Living as close as I did to the border, regular party trips to Tijuana were not only possible, but, seemed to be happening all most every other weekend. I was a hot commodity there, as well as it being full of the macho Latin types that I find myself so terribly attracted to. The bars were always packed, and the music was always hot. I could drink and dance the night, as well as the weekend, away. I didn't have to be alone, unless it was by my choosing. I had made many new friends, and I enjoyed spending time, not necessarily sexual time, with them.
A quick side note, for those who are not familiar with some of the local laws in Mexico. At the time this happened, the bars had no set closing time. It was up to the discretion of the owners. Americans were subject to harsher enforcement of trivial law. Jaywalking, and other minor infractions were a chance for the beat cop to make a few extra pesos in the way of a small bribe to avoid other possible penalties. La mordida was, and in many instances still is, a thriving business. Some call it the Mexican police unemployment insurance fund. I personally don't find this amusing.
On a particular weekend, a hot and sultry one at that, I had gone to Tijuana for some party time. I had made a quick dash to my hotel for some trivial thing, and was crossing the street heading back to the bar, and the party. Not being someone who heeds his own advice, I was busy jaywalking, in order to expedite my return to the party. Of course, I was immediately stopped by a local cop. Shit, I thought to myself, well...there goes thirty bucks, but, boy was I wrong. I had little way of knowing that this indiscretion was going to cost me something entirely different than the normal mordida. When the cop stepped from his car, I was astounded, as this was no man, but a mountain. He stood an easy 6'4" or more, he was large, but, not an ounce of fat on his huge frame, jet black wavy hair, thick moustache, broad masculine shoulders tapering to a sexy narrow waist. He was of dark complexion, with muscles rippling his uniform in all the right spots. All I could think of was... ay papi, why u gotta be a cop. Just my fucking luck. The hottest man I had seen in many a month, and a cop. Oh well, as he questioned me about my business there. I let it be known that I was on my way back to the bar to rejoin my friends. When he asked which bar, I told him the name, I thought I saw him peak an eyebrow, but, I couldn't be sure. The Noa Noa bar was one of the more infamous gay bars in Tijuana, so. I am sure he knew of it, at least by reputation. I was preparing to fork over the money for the bribe, when he ordered me into the back seat of his cruiser. I was shocked, and stunned, not only was he one fucking hot man, but he had to be the only honest cop working tonight, or so I thought. Boy was this my night for wrong assumptions, or what? After he had me handcuffed, and secured in the back of his patrol car, I was in for another shock, instead of heading for the downtown police station, he headed out of downtown, and into the hills southeast of the city. After about 20 minutes or so, we were out of downtown, and in one of the more sparsely populated colonias, I was so totally lost, it could have been Mars for all I knew. He pulled off the street, into a gravel drive, and behind an older, run down house, it was quite a bit off the street. He parked the car, and pulling me out of the back, he started speaking rapid fire Spanish, not a word of which I understood. He literally dragged me into the house, and , after closing the door, he stripped me, and bound me to an old wooden kitchen chair, he gagged me, and then, reverting to his broken English, told me that if I remained calm and quite, all would be fine, that he would return in just over an hour, at the end of his shift. With that he left. I heard the cruiser start up, and pull out. Oh my god!!! I am gonna die here, and its all my fault. I know better. It was all I could think, I am gonna die. As panic stricken as I was, I resisted the urge to struggle against my bonds. I knew it was useless, besides, he had taken my clothes with him. Just how far would I get in this colonia naked? Hell, I wasn't even sure where I was, let alone how to get back to my Hotel.
Now, the more I know Mexicans the more I understand what is meant by the phrase "On their own time". From what I have learned of Mexico, they have their own time zone, it is called "manana" , and it literally means tomorrow. The boyfriends I have had in Tijuana are an easy way to show what I mean. If you or I are scheduled to start a shift at work at a specific time, we are, for the most part, there on the appointed time, or even early. Not so in Mexico, if any one of my given friends is scheduled for work or anything else for that matter, the appointed time is just something to shoot for, and usually within an hour of that time, you can count on their appearance. My policeman abductor was no exception. A little over 2 hours later, I heard the car pull back in behind the house. I heard 2 car doors slam, and the crunch of 2 sets of feet on the gravel drive. The door swung open, and there stood my mountain of an abductor, and standing right behind him, and equally large but slightly younger version of him. It was more than a little obvious that these men were brothers. Damn, it was a shame I was gonna die at their hands, I would have enjoyed getting to "know" them in every way imaginable. They entered and locked the door, they were conversing softly in Spanish, and, although, I know enough of the language to get myself in trouble, a full understanding of the language was far from possible. They crossed the room to me, and I thought .. Ok.. Here we go, this is where I meet the end of my happy trails. They circled around me, and then stopped, one on either side of me. They began touching me, but, it was not the brutal punches and jabs I had expected, instead, they were soft, almost sensual caresses. I was amazed. As quickly as the touches had started, they ended. My 2 Mexican cops left the room, leaving me still bound to this very uncomfortable chair, but, with one additional problem. I now had an erection as well.
They were not gone from the room long, and when they re-entered the room, they moved to stand before me. I almost fainted. They were NAKED. They were also the most perfect specimens of masculinity I had seen in some time. Skin the color of burnished bronze, smooth and flawless. Faces of Aztec gods, huge men, but well proportioned and definitely well made. My eyes continued to drink in their features, and as I worked lower with my field of view, I was able to see 2 very large, brown cocks. They were not hard and already they were at close to 8 inches each, and both as thick as my wrist. Both were uncut, and had ample skin overhang, enough to make my mouth water. Their balls looked huge, heavy, and hung much lower than any I had encountered previously. Their crotch hair was thick and lush, and very black. Except for their pubic areas, they were completely smooth. This was some prime grade beef. My mouth was watering, and I was in hot horny lust. Suddenly my outlook changed, well if I am gonna die, I can think of much worse ways to go.
My earlier assumption had been correct, they were brothers, both Tijuana beat cops, and both married. They were late 30's and had teenage sons. This house had been their mothers and they kept it as a get-a-way. Ramon, was 38, and had a son age 19, Raul, the younger and newer addition to the gathering, was 36, and had an 18 year old son. Ramon, speaking in his barely understandable broken English, explained that they had been discussing experimenting in sexual adventures with a puto gringa. When he saw me, he had known that I was what they were looking for, but figured that I would turn him down, especially when he would mention his younger brother being involved as well, so, he took it upon himself to force the issue. That is how I came to be tied to this chair. Ramon had been sure, that given free choice, I would have turned down his offer. He was right, I would have, but not because of the younger brother, but because they were cops. The last thing in this world I would need was hassles with the constabulary in a foreign country.
They approached the chair, and with one on either side of me, they once again began caressing and stroking my body, playing with, and pinching my nipples. They had me moaning in nothing flat. They may be just experimenting, but they were doing a damn good job of it. Ramon bent down, pressed his lips to mine, and buried his tongue into my mouth, in one of the hottest French kisses I had ever experienced. Raul continued caressing my body, and working on my nipples. While Ramon had his tongue in my mouth, he was also releasing my bonds. As he finished untying me, he stood, and taking my head in his hands, he placed his cock right against my lips. It had seemed to swell a bit. It was now probably close to a full 10 inches in length, and I could not close my hand around it at the base. I didn't need any encouragement, and reached for his cock, taking it in my hand, I opened my mouth, and began to lick into and under the foreskin. He had just gotten off work, remember, and it needed a good cleaning from the buildup of cockcheese there. My tongue did its job, and I had him moaning softly in nothing flat. Raul, had moved to sucking and chewing on my nipples, back and forth, not showing any favorites. Between them, they had me moaning and squirming. Suddenly, all action stopped, and Ramon picked me up from the chair and, with Raul in the lead, we entered the next room, which in fact, was a bedroom. Raul climbed upon the bed, and sat with his back against the head board. Ramon placed me upon the bed, and urged me to give the same attention to his brother that I had just lavished on him. I again needed no encouragement, and crawled between Raul's spread legs, and took his slightly smaller cock into my mouth. Ramon, not one to be left out, also crawled up on the bed, and getting behind me, began to fondle and squeeze my upturned ass. He spread my cheeks, and looked upon what was to be their ultimate goal, my tight little pucker. With no hesitation what so ever, he buried his face in my cheeks, and began licking and tonguing my boypussy. The feel of his tongue on my firey hot hole had his desired effect, it had me squirming and moaning. While, in this position, I couldn't see what he was doing, I felt him place a slobber slick finger at my hole, and begin working it into me. Oh my god, it was so fabulous and his finger felt so thick as he slowly pushed it into me. I had had cocks in me that weren't as thick as his finger felt. When he had it buried completely inside of me, he worked it in and out, fucking me with it. Suddenly he removed his finger, and replaced it with 2, working them into me the same way as he had earlier with the single digit. Meanwhile, back up front, Raul's cock had grown quite large within my sucking mouth. While not quite as long as his brothers 10 incher, it actually seemed to be a bit thicker, and was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum into my throat. Between the two of us, it was difficult to say who was moaning the loudest. By this time, Ramon had 3 of his thick long fingers working my butt over good. When he pulled them out, I felt so empty, but, it was not to be for long, as I felt him place the head of his thick uncut cock at the entrance to my anus, and slowly begin to push it into me. His cock was slick with his pre-cum, and with some lube, and he entered my stretched hole with no problems. I once again was sighing and moaning loudly, as inch by inch he slid his monster deep into my bowels. Once I felt his balls resting against my ass cheeks, I knew he was completely in me. His pubic bush felt soft as silk against my ass. I felt as though I were in sensory overload. All of this was too much for my and, without touching myself, I felt myself spewing my own load, all the while Raul was pumping his dick deeper and deeper into my throat. When the brothers saw that I was climaxing, they held perfectly still within me until it was over, then as though by some signal, they both began fucking there uncut cocks into me in unison. With Ramon being so deep in my ass channel, I was quickly aroused again. While Raul fucked steadily into my mouth, and Ramon into my ass, they were both grabbing at my swollen nipples, and pinching and pulling on them unmercifully. Ramon was fucking my ass with long smooth strokes, and the pace was unhurried, and as though he planned to be there all night. That was fine with me, I was enjoying the best screwing of my life, and was again leaking my own juices under me onto the bed. After a solid 20 minutes of pounding into me, his pace quickened, and he began to breath more rapidly. In no time, he was pounding me furiously and practically screaming. When his orgasm finally overtook him, I felt his cock swell even larger in my ass. I squeezed my ass muscles down, to milk his cum from his thrusting cock. With a final lunge, he held his cock deep in me, and I felt it twitching and spasaming as his cum shot deep into me, with the velocity of a speeding bullet. He held perfectly still in me as the cum drained from his cock into me. I continued to work my ass on his cock, coaxing the cum even deeper into me. It felt as though he drained a gallon of hot mexi cum into me, all the while Raul, fucked into my throat. After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew his cock from my mouth, and moved to take position behind me, as his brother removed his cock from my well fucked asshole, Raul, without missing a beat, thrust into me. While, as I had said earlier, was just slightly shorter in length than his brother, he was easily an inch thicker, and he was stretching me even further open than his brother had. He pounded furiously into me. Ramon, moving quickly, took the position his brother had been occupying earlier, and grabbing the back of my head forced me down on his ass slick cock. The taste of his cum mingled with my own ass juices was a unique flavor, and one that I didn't find at all offensive. Raul, using his brothers cum as a lube, was really going to town on my ass. He had me practically screaming in pleasure. His style was much different from his brothers, but both had their good points. It only took him five minutes or so to reach his own orgasm in my ass, and add his own load to that of his brothers. As he began filling my ass with his hot cum, I shot another load of my own, adding it to the earlier leavings. Very quickly after firing his hot load into me, he pulled free from my well fucked ass, and came up by my side, kneeling. Raul assumed the same position on the other side of my head. Both cocks were now within easy reach for my mouth, and I took advantage of this situation. I was still on my hands and knees, alternating between the 2 still semi hard cocks, Raul, and Ramon both reached to my butt, and started once again fondling my cheeks, slowly working there way to where each was sliding a finger in and out of my stretched ring. They were finger fucking me in opposite time, as one was sliding his finger into me, the other was withdrawing. It was this action that allowed them to slowly build up to where they each had 3 fingers sliding in and out of me, at that point, they began their fucking motion in unison. I had 6 long thick Mexican fingers inside my ass, and they were stretching me beyond any believability, and I was loving it. I was taking turns deep throating the 2 Mexican studs hardening cocks. Raul pulled his cock from my mouth, and lay down on the bed, on his back. Ramon moved me into a position, where I could slide myself down on to his brothers once again steel hard cock, with my back to his chest. Once I was sitting firmly on his cock, he reached his arms up, and pulled my backward, so that I was literally laying on top of him, and then reached around my chest, to hold me in place. Once Ramon was certain that I was being held tightly, he moved between mine and his brothers legs, lifting mine so that my legs were over his shoulders. What the hell were they doing. I didn't need to wait to long to find out, as Ramon grasped his cock and aimed it at my already stuffed anus. He placed it along side his brothers fucking cock, and pushed firmly. At first my ass resisted such an invasion, but, it slowly opened up to the pressure, and I felt Ramon slide the head of his cock into me along side his brothers. I screamed, at first in sheer agony, then, as my ass adjusted to this, the screams became those of pure animalistic lust. Slowly the 2 throbbing cocks opened me farther than any mind could ever imagine. It was pure sexual heaven. I had never felt so totally filled in my life, my own member once again springing back to life, and throbbing on its own accord. Damn, these animals were turning me into their own personal cockwhore. I was more than willing by then to accept that role with them, and to service them however, and whenever they desired. With my ass being so overly full, and them stroking in and out of me deeply, I was experiencing sexual sensations I had never known existed. I came twice more, while they took their time dicking my ass in that manner, and they were so powerful, and erotic, that I damn near passed out from the sheer joy of it. After about 15 minutes or so of this, they seemed to reach their climax in unison. The sound of the 2 men exploding inside of me was again something to be experienced. I am a screamer in sex, but these 2 guys made me look like a voiceless wonder. The feel of there throbbing, twitching cocks in my ass was not to be believed. I could feel every jet of cum from both of their cocks. It was something the likes of which I had never known was possible. I squeezed my ass on their cocks as best I could. It was a weak effort at best, but hey, I made the effort. Once again they were filling me full of their hot Mexican baby juice. Damn, these studs were certainly inventive, and horny. Ramon collapsed on me, making me the center of a hot fuck sandwich. We lay there like that for a long time, before Raul moved, and slowly began to withdraw his still huge, though now full soft cock from my ass. Ramon, picking me up off of his brothers cock, carried me into yet another room, this time the bathroom. He gently placed me into the old cast iron tub, good I thought, I could use a hot shower to clean some of this dried cum off of me. I was gonna get a hot shower alright, but they weren't going to turn on the spigots for it to happen, as I sat in the tub, awaiting the water, I go water alright, as both brothers let loose a hot stream of urine. Splashing it over my face and chest. They thoroughly hosed me down, not missing a spot on my exposed body, even aiming for, and hitting directly into my mouth. After they had both completely drained their bladders on my body, and face, Raul reached over, and turned on the water from the spigot. And they proceeded to wash me gently and lovingly. Drying me off, the brought me back to the bed, and after clean sheets were applied, they lay me down, and lay one on either side of me, and cuddled me, and held me for several hours. When they awoke, they started all over again. In less than a 24 hour period, these two hung bronze gods fucked me 7 or 8 times each. That evening, as Raul drove me back to my Hotel, he spoke of wanting to see me again, that in fact the 2 brothers had spoken, and wanted to know if I would help them train their sons in the arts of pleasure. He spoke of how their father had taken them to a whore to train them in the proper ways to give and receive pleasure, but that they both agreed, I could do a better job. It was an interesting offer. I wonder what I will do about it. I Guess we will just have to wait and see in the next chapter, right??