It was a warm summer Friday morning and I took my usual drive on US Route 1 to Manhattan from my home in Baltimore, Maryland. I cherished my alone time, especially in my car with windows and moonroof open, and listening to Rick Astley. I soaked in the warm summer breeze, as it blew across my face and through my hair. I enjoyed the journey more than the destination. I was in my element.

This route took longer than the New Jersey Turnpike via Interstate 95, but the scenery was the main attraction. I would leave early in the morning, around 4:00 am, to get gas, grab a coffee, and be on my way. I especially liked seeing the sunrise on the rolling fields and hills in Northern Maryland and Pennsylvania.

Invariably I stopped at the Perkins Restaurant near Kennett Square, Pennsylvania, for breakfast. This stop was a matter of routine and I enjoyed seeing Mildred, my favorite server. She was a delight, and I was amazed at how she remembered everything we discussed from my prior visits. I would gluttonously devour my meal; thank and tip Mildred, then back on the road.

“Take care of yourself, young man.” Mildred waved as I left. “Have a blessed day.”

“Thank you, Mildred.” I returned the wave and made my way to my car.

I enjoyed driving through the neighborhoods along route US 1. Somehow, the miles of shopping centers, decrepit factories, and robust neighborhoods gave me comfort. There were also beautiful men. I have a penchant for guys with dark hair and brown eyes. I find Latin men to be the most attractive. The farther north, especially when US 1, becomes US 1 – 9, the sexier they seem to be.

This Friday I stopped at a gas station a few miles south of Trenton, NJ. It was here that I laid my eyes upon him. I pulled up to the pump and he approached my window. I could barely speak as I beheld his beauty.

His curly black hair glistened in the sunlight and highlighted his beautiful, chiseled face, and deep brown eyes. His bright and warm smile would make anyone melt. His uniform shirt was unbuttoned halfway down. I tried to hide that I was staring at his smooth defined chest, to no avail. A small amount of sweat made his caramel skin shine in the sunlight. He was close enough that my olfactory senses were treated to his lightly musky scent. I inhaled and bathed in his manly aromatherapy.

“How much do you wan?” he asked, startling me out of my admiring trance. His voice was so sexy it made me tingle all over.

“Uh, just fill me up.”

*Shit!* My inner voice got the best of me.

He gave me a sly grin, chuckled, and went to the pump. He removed the hose and shoved it not so gently into the gas tap. The metaphor did not escape me and made my booty hole twitch and my dick start to wake up.

“Where is the bathroom?”

He flashed that smile and said, “It’s around the side of the building.”

The bathroom was no different than what was expected in a gas station. The dank smell of the bathroom made my dick harder. There’s something about that scent, like a gym locker room the smell of man musk and piss.

I had to wait for my boner to go down so I could piss. My dick finally deflated a bit, so I finished and started walking back to the car. He walked toward me again flashing that smile. He was at least 5'10" with a beautiful, defined build. With every step he took, I could see his thighs flex in his snug-fitting uniform.

“Hola. Cash or charge?”

“C-c-c-redit,” I stammered as I clumsily fiddled in my wallet for my credit card.

He seemed amused by my bashful demeanor. He took the card and swiped it.

“You have Maryland plates, where are you from?”

“B-B-B-Baltimore,” I stammered again.

*DAMNIT, you fool. Be confident!* I thought to myself.

“I have never been, I live in Trenton. Have you seen?”

“I’ve only driven through but do want to visit sometime.”

He handed me the credit card and receipt back to me. I signed it and he handed my copy to me. He gave me a seductive glance that gave me goosebumps.

“José.”

“Sorry, what?”

He let out a chuckle and I finally saw that he was nervous as well. Maybe it was the way we looked each other in the eye when we talked. Maybe it was our near-obvious mutual attraction.

“Mi nombre es José,” he said while reaching out to shake my hand.

His hands were soft, and we held them together while I introduced myself. His grip was firm, and I didn't want to let go.

“I’m Bryan, it’s nice to meet you. I usually drive to New York for the weekend and often come by this way.”

*Damnit Bryan! He doesn’t need to know all that.*

José flashed that smile and wrote down something on a slip of paper. Without saying a word, he handed me the paper, a blank slip of paper, and a pen to me.

*He gave me his phone number! I must be in heaven!*

I wrote down my number and handed it to him. I looked into those beautiful, brown eyes, and smiled.

“What time are you finished working?” I asked, hoping to spend some time with him.

“I worked overnight so I get off as soon as Chico gets here, maybe ten minutes?”

*Yes!*

“I could, uh, hang out with you. “I’m in no hurry and you don’t seem busy”. I flashed him a smile.

“Papi, I would like that. You want a coffee?” He gestured for me to go into the station.

*He called me Papi!*

“Yes, thank you.”

I followed him to the station. He opened the door for me.

*Oh my god, he’s a gentleman.*

I sat in a seat opposite the counter. He poured coffee into Styrofoam cups and handed a cup to me. He sat behind the counter. The coffee wasn't great, but I wasn't focused on caffeinated beverages. We each took sips of our coffee and put the cups down at the same time. We shared a small chuckle over that. We sat in silence for a moment and just looked at each other. I wondered if his heart was racing as fast as mine.

“Are you from Trenton originally?”

"I am from Ponce, Puerto Rico, my family moved here when I was ten years old, that was ten years ago.”

*Is this his way of telling me how old he is?*

I was twenty-three and could not believe I was in a gas station in New Jersey flirting with this sexy and handsome twenty-year-old.

"You are very cute, Papi," José said.

I blushed and replied, “you are beautiful, José.”

José got out of his chair and walked over to me.

“I want to kiss you Papi.”

His confidence aroused me.

“Please kiss me,” I replied with a whimper as I sheepishly looked up at him.

José came from behind the counter and stood in front of me. I was eye-line to his crotch and gazed at his bulge in wonderment. I was lost in the moment. José looked down at me and grinned. He took me by my hands and pulled me up. We were now face to face. He grabbed my head and pulled me toward his. Our lips touched and we wrapped our arms around each other and continued to make out. I could not believe this was happening. He ran his hands down my back to my buttocks and firmly grabbed my ass. We were tongue deep in our kiss. I could feel both our now hard cocks touching through our pants. I loved the way his tongue felt and tasted. The flavor of his abundant saliva was intoxicating, and I swallowed it all.

I reached lower on his back and gently rubbed his butt. It was round, dimpled, and firm. His ass flexed in reaction to my grasp. This made my dick extra hard. Our bodies came together, and we started rubbing against each other. I could feel the veins of his dick against mine as his hard dick struggled to stay confined. He gently pulled his head away from our kiss.

“You come to my place? I live close.”

I pulled him back into the kiss and said in a muffled voice, “I would be honored.”

A few minutes later, a pick-up truck pulled into the station. We quickly ended our make-out session as the 'ding ding' of the bell chimed. Much to my delight it was Chico and not a customer. Chico walked in as we finished. The area around my lips was glistening with José’s saliva. I was hoping Chico would not notice my noticeable erection. Chico nodded at me, looked down at my crotch, grinned, and then he and José exchanged dialogue in Spanish.

Chico was quite handsome with thick black hair that was shoulder length. He definitely worked out; his muscular body strained against his uniform, and I could see his bulging biceps and chest in their Latin beauty. I briefly imagined myself getting tag teamed by Chico and José, but quickly dropped the thought. I was on team José all the way.

José swept his arm from Chico to me.

“Chico, se llama Bryan.” José introduced me.

Chico reached out and we shook hands. Our eyes locked and he gave a knowing smile. His eyes were like deep pools of melted baker's chocolate. Something was enticing in Chico’s smile and deep brown eyes, like a tiger hunting for prey.

*I think he knows I am hot for José.*

“Mi nombre es Chico.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“You too, Bryan. Be good to José.” Chico winked at me.

*He does know! Of course, he does. He must have seen us making out when he pulled in.*

“Okay, we go now.” José said while giving Chico a “what the fuck?” glance and shrugging his shoulders.

José and I walked to our cars, and I followed him to his place. He was not far away, about a mile away off US-1. The neighborhood had seen better days but was tidy, warm, and welcoming. It was in a quiet, dead-end of Poplar Street.

His apartment was in a two-story duplex that sat back from the street, with a grassy yard in front. The place seemed to “fit” José. We each parked and walked into his apartment. His place was a studio with a few tables, dim lighting, a couple of chairs, a bed, and a small kitchen.

“You wan something to drink?”

“Water is fine,” I answered knowing I wanted something stronger, but it was around 7:00 am and I didn’t want to sound like a lush.

José poured me a glass of tap water and, before handing it to me, he bent over and grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator for him. He turned his head and looked at me as if knowing I wanted one also. His glorious butt strained against his uniform. I involuntarily licked my lips. He grinned and tossed me a beer which I caught like a baseball pro.

We sat on his bed and took small swigs of our beers before putting them on a small table, again in unison, and we laughed. He put his hand on my chest, pushed me down, and got on top of me and we started making out again. We both unbuttoned each other’s shirts trying hard not to stop kissing. His chest and abs were beautiful, and I could not wait to run my lips and hands all over him. His body was defined and toned. His caramel skin felt like the smoothest silk as we pressed upon each other.

He moved his lips to my neck. He kissed and licked my ears and down both sides of my neck. Each stroke of his tongue against my skin sent jolts of electricity through my body. He then moved down to my chest.

*Oh god! He’s going to find my weakness!!!*

My nipples are crazy sensitive AKA my weakness. A simple lick of them will make me want to give myself over entirely to any lover. I believe my nipples and booty hole are connected because when my nipples are licked, I get wet and desperately want to bottom and completely submit to a man’s desire.

José looked up at me and we both smiled. He went back to licking my chest and then he started licking my right nipple. I arched my back in the air in delight. I swear, I saw stars. He took the opportunity to wrap an arm behind me and pulled me up so I would be in his grasp. I was now under his spell. He continued kissing my chest and alternately worked both my nipples with his tongue. My nipples got extra hard, and this pleased José.

“Oh fuck, José! Oh god, Papi please use me. I’m all yours.” I moaned in pure pleasure.

“Sh sh, Papi,” José said in a mocking tone as he put two fingers over my lips.

He got down to my abs, unbuckled my belt, unzipped, and pull down my pants. My dick was so hard it was sticking out of the top of my underwear. José stopped for a moment to admire the head of my dick; he gave it a small lick and sucked on it.

“Fuck José, I am in heaven!” I said, anticipating my turn to explore his body.

I struggled to kick off my shoes as he was pulling my pants down. After my pants were off, he removed my socks. He moved back up to my underwear and pulled them down. My hard dick bounced in his face. He playfully chased my bouncing dick with his tongue out, eventually catching it in his mouth. He started sucking up and down on my shaft. His mouth felt so good, and I could tell he was enjoying my eight-inch meat.

*Bryan, don't come, don't come!*

“Damn, José! Suck me, suck my big dick!”

I was getting scared because I thought I would cum, and I didn’t want to because I was afraid if I did, my passion would diminish. I moved his mouth to my balls.

“Suck on my big balls, get them both in your mouth!”

José followed my command and was licking the fragrant sweat off my nuts then sucked them both in his mouth. I moaned in pleasure. I grabbed his head and pulled him up and we began to vigorously kiss. I tasted my ball sweat on his lips. The taste of his spit combined harmoniously with the taste of the musk from my nut sack.

I flipped him over, so he was on his back, and continued kissing him with me on top. It was my turn to worship him. I moved down to kiss and lick his neck. I cannot explain how good his sweat tasted. It was salty and sweet, and I couldn’t get enough.

Next, I began to move toward his beautiful chest, on my way down I got a whiff of his man scent. It was alluring. He knew what I wanted to do next and lifted his arm so I could sniff and lick his pits. The burst of smell and taste almost made me shoot my load. After working both of his pits I finally got to service his beautiful chest and abs. Again, more of that delicious sweat. His pecs were firm and twitched when I licked his nipples. His abs were well-defined, and I especially enjoyed licking the sweat from his cum gutters.

He placed his hand on my head and moved me down closer to the top of his pants. I obediently moved down and started to lick his abs above his waistline. He stood up. I got on my knees and looked up at him while I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He was looking down and smiling. I removed his pants and stared at the huge bulge in his underwear. His big dick strained against the fabric of his briefs. He gently pushed my head into his underwear, and I started sniffing his sweaty and piss-stained white briefs. I closed my eyes and was immersed in the sweet aroma of his stale piss and musk. I sucked on the piss-stained area of his briefs, and I started to salivate. This resulted in a salty juice that I swirled in my mouth and swallowed over and over again.

“Aye, Papi! You like how my piss taste?”

I looked up at him, and with a mouthful of his salty, tangy juice, nodded in confirmation. He pressed my face deeper into his now-wet briefs and I continued my feast.

*BRYAN! Don’t Cum!* I warned myself.

I sniffed his crotch just underneath the underwear. He pushed my face deep into his crotch. I could feel his amazing tool wanting to burst out of his underwear. His huge nuts were replete with his man stink and were most fragrant under his sack. I began licking some of the sweat in the area just below his underwear. My tongue dug around his balls that were still contained in his white briefs. The taste was the best yet. I couldn’t wait anymore, I needed to service his amazing tool. I pulled down his underwear and was greeted with eleven inches of beautiful uncut Latin dick. His balls were two jumbo eggs in a fragrant skin sack that hung low and begged for attention.

I held his pendulous nuts in my hand and began to suck on them. I got the same ripe scent and flavor I was enjoying the whole time. He pressed my face into his nut sack. His scrotum covered my entire face, and I was lost in the scented, fleshly landscape.

*I must have done something right*

While in my thoughts I hadn’t noticed that he was fully erect. I freed myself from the wonder of his musky ball sack and gazed in admiration at his huge and turgid cum delivery tube.

“Oh my god!” I gasped in delight.

“You like?” José asked.

"I do like."

“Papi, chupa mi verga!” he guided my lips to his dickhead.

Like a trained dog, I obeyed. I slowly guided his dick between my lips making sure to run my tongue under his foreskin before heading down the shaft. José moaned in pleasure. His foreskin juice was, like all of José, satisfying and intoxicating.

*Damn he tastes so good; I could do this forever!*

I did my best to fill my mouth with his amazing shaft. I reached around and grabbed his ass while sucking. I sucked up and down; licked his nuts again and sucked more. I knew it would be a great feat to deep-throat his dick. However, I did get it down my throat and I felt his ass cheeks and hips shake. He was going to cum, I was certain. He pulled me off his dick and it was clear he wanted to drop his load somewhere else. Who was I to argue?

Then I got a welcome surprise. He got on the bed, went face down, ass up, and shook his booty so his cheeks clapped. The sight of his firm ass and huge hanging balls made my mouth water.

“Come mi culo,” he said seductively.

I couldn't translate, but the message was clear. I put my face near the crack of his glorious ass.

You can tell by now that I’m into man scents and flavors, so I knew I was in for a treat. I kissed each of his cheeks. He shuddered when I licked his taint and sucked his balls from behind. I finally prepared for the feast and nuzzled my nose between his cheeks. The burst of amazing ass stink almost made me gasp. I inhaled deeply. I couldn’t wait to eat him out. I licked inside each cheek, the walls, not yet the hole. His walls were ripe and musky. He moaned with each stroke of my tongue. I finally spread his cheeks, placed my lips around his pink hole, and began darting my tongue inside his fleshy sphincter. It tasted better than it smelled. I could tell it was hours since his last shower. I was surrounded by José's ass scent and flavor. It wasn't a shit taste and smell, but that perfect after-work, musky-ass bouquet.

I got in bed next to him and laid on my back. José got up and flipped me over and put me in a face down, ass up position.

*José is going to breed me!!!* I was ecstatic.

José began rimming my ass with gusto. I moaned loudly. After a few minutes of him munching my ass, he started to play with my hole with one finger, then two. He pulled out his fingers, licked them, then spit in my ass hitting the center of my hole with great accuracy.

*Bullseye!*

*Oh wow, this is going to happen!"

I felt the head of his dick probing my eager ass. My hole started to twitch in anticipation of being filled with his fleshy gift. I arched my back and presented my hole. He slowly slid his veiny meat inside me, and I felt his massive dick stretch and tear open my hole. I moved my ass back and he went deeper into my eager cum tunnel. My ass was feeling the strain of his huge dick; the pain was the greatest pleasure I had ever known. I took every inch of him inside me.

José starts kissing my neck and my ass gets even wetter as he makes his way deeper inside.

“You like me in you Papi? Your culo feels so good.”

"Aye, Papi! Fill me up, baby! You feel great!"

José made his way into my ass until I felt his nuts slapping on my ass cheeks. I let out a delighted moan.

*Damn, he’s balls deep in me. This is the best day of my life!*

José began pumping his turgid member in and out of my quivering hole. I felt his huge balls slap against my ass cheeks. The sound of which was mesmerizing.

Slap! Slap! Slap! I moaned in ecstasy. José grunted.

“José, fuck me hard baby! I need you!” I cried out.

“You like my pinga Papi? Take my big Borinquen dick! Eres mi puta pasivo.”

I love it when guys talk to me as if I'm there to obey and be owned by them. José did not disappoint. The more the talk, the harder I ride.

“I’m your bitch bottom boy! Breed me! Breed me! Que Rico Boriqua!”

I could feel my ass getting wetter and looser with every thrust. I tightened my hole so I could feel the veins of his dick against my walls.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

He pulled his dick out of my ass. I heard and felt a small pop as his dick head slid out. He flipped me over on my back. I instinctively raised my legs. He grabbed my ankles and rested my legs on his shoulders. He bent down and started kissing me again. After a moment of making out, he got up and focused on his hard dick. Another precision spit wad hit my used hole. He guided his dick head to my wet hole. Without hesitation, he slammed his dick inside me, balls deep. I succumbed to his assault with a pleasured groan.

"Ohhh, José! Use me, baby! I want to please you!"

“You do please me, Papi. I love my verga deep in your culo.”

Brap! My ass began to fart and talk back to his thrusting cock. Honestly, I love it when I do that, and he liked it as well. He began thrusting in and out. His rhythmic thrusts made my eyes roll back in my head. I eagerly anticipated his seminal reward.

“Breed me, Papi! Breed your cum dump puta!”

“You want my leche, Papi! Beg for it! I’m going to flood you!”

“Please José, please breed me! I’m all yours!”

I could tell by his breathing he was about to cum. I began to moan.

“Cum in me, baby! Flood my guts! Own your bottom bitch!”

“Ready, Papi?”

“Please baby, please! I need you inside me!”

“Here it comes! Here it comes!”

He was thrusting with long, deep strokes. His sweat dripped on my face. I opened my mouth so I could taste it. It was salty and sweet. While my mouth was open, he spit in it. I swallowed his delicious sauce and smiled with delight. He spits in my mouth a few times more. I savored every drop and smiled at him.

“It comes now!” he said.

I felt his hard dick begin to throb. He lifted my head and we kissed deeply.

*This is it. I’m going to be filled! My ass is so hungry for his load!*

He slammed balls deep into my ass. I felt his dick pulse, then I felt the warm blasts of his cum as he unloaded and coated my insides. His massive dick throbbed with each squirt.

“Unh, unh, fuuuuuck!” He moaned with every shot that emptied into my capacious guts.

“Fuck, baby!” I felt at least ten spurts of warm jizz. This made me his true bottom. I was so happy to give myself to him.

I grabbed his amazing ass, and he bent down to kiss me. We made out a bit as his hard dick started to soften. I was in a euphoric state as I had an ass-full of José’s baby batter. He gently pulled his massive meat out of my ass. I let out a small cum fart and his head fell limp onto my wrecked hole. A small amount of his milk dripped down my balls and taint.

*Damn! Don't push it all out, Bryan!* I clenched my hole to retain the tribute of his leche.

“Aye Papi. Eres mi puta pasivo.”

“José, you are perfect. I want more. Use me anytime you want. I want to give you all of me.”

"You want to push it out?" He gently slid a finger into my hole.

I flipped over on my stomach and said "No Papi I want to keep you inside me as long as I can. I love how it makes me feel to know you breed me so well. Also, it's like you marked your territory. This is José 's culo now."

"Puta!", José said while laughing. He firmly slapped my ass. The sting of the impact across my left cheek made me arch up and present my ass to him again.

“Spank me hard Papi! Please!” I begged.

José laughed and with a firm slap began spanking my left cheek.

“Don’t forget the other cheek.”

He slapped my right cheek. Slap! Slap! Slap!

“Who’s my daddy bottom puta?”

“I am! I am all yours. My ass is yours, my culo is yours, I am yours. I am your puta!”

Slap! Slap! Slap! I submitted to his strong strikes on my ass. He kept going on until my cheeks were stinging and I’m sure bright red. He then rubbed my cheeks gently and gave both a soft pat. The entire time his sperm load inside me churned and gurgled.

I clenched my hole again and turned over so we could make out. We embraced and our lips touched; we both opened our mouths and began to taste each other's tongue and spit. He pulled me away and looked deep into my eyes. He opened my mouth with his hands and spit directly in it. I swallowed and smiled.

“I gotta piss, you wan it Papi?” José asked with a devilish grin.

*He keeps getting better. I get an ass-full of cum and a nice piss-load?*

I said nothing and got on my knees. I opened my mouth, waiting and wanting his salty treat.

“Abre tu boca puta!”

I assumed what he meant and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I looked up at José, hungrily waiting. He smiled as he gently held his dick. I watched the rank stream come out in full force. It splashed on my face at first until he aimed for my mouth. I let my mouth fill up and then swallowed over and over again. I loved the sound, feeling, and taste of his piss filling my mouth. I was his personal urinal and was grateful. After he was done, I put his dick in my mouth and milked the last drops. I cleaned the rest under his foreskin. He pulled me up and we kissed.

“Puta!”

José laughed loudly and we both laid down in bed. He wrapped his strong arms around me. He planted soft kisses on my neck. I shifted my body to be closer to him.

*I never want this to end. I love being his little spoon.*

Our sweaty bodies clung together. It was pure bliss.

“Papi, I don’t want you to leave.”

I was thinking the same thing.

“I don’t have to work for the next two days, Papi.” He gave me a wry smile. “You can stay with me.”

*What should I do?*

I knew the answer.

“Yes, I will spend the weekend with you. Who needs Manhattan when I can have me some more José.” He grabbed me tightly.

“Papi, I’m so happy!”

We made out for what seemed like hours then returned to the big spoon / little spoon embrace. He squeezed me a little tighter and nuzzled his nose against my neck. I gave a soft moan. I felt so safe, content, and comfortable in his warm embrace. His breath blew softly across my ears and neck, and it gave me goosebumps. I smiled and got lost in my thoughts.

*I am falling fast for José. I am happy to spend the weekend with him. Hmmm, breakfast tomorrow? It doesn’t matter, I want to get the most out of every moment with him.*

*Will I see him again after this weekend?*

*Is this a one-hit wonder?*

*Is this the beginn….*

I drifted off to dreamland.