I work at a fast food place and the night cook is a Mexican named Raul. Raul likes white boys and he pestered me and one night he asked for a ride so I drove him to his place in the Mexican part of town. He lives upstairs in a house with two other guys and we went in and straight up to his room. He gave me a tube of lube and got his pants off and I lubed myself up and he was in and giving me the Mexican treatment. After he was finished and I wiped my ass with my underwear he grabbed my dick really hard and kissed me hard on the mouth and I left.

When I got out to my car two of my tires were cut. Bad part of town. Raul helped me get a tow truck and my car was taken to the parking lot of a tire shop until the next day. Raul turned out to be expensive. Raul is a straight up top, he is the machoist gay guy I have met. Me Raul, you pussy boy. I loves sucking his cock, I loved getting fucked, I took him to my place and basically came out to my roommates. I get my ass grabbed at work, my dick grabbed at work, I get kissed at work. Raul helped me come out. In that part of town if you work late nights its because your gay.

Raul got me my first tattoo, it was a flower on a stem with a hard dick hidden in the art. I like it, takes a couple of looks before you see the hard dick. I have another couple of tattoos but they are basically for fun, I still like Raul's tattoo more.

One thing about Raul, he is dark, and he has a very dark ass and dark uncut dick, Mexican style. I pull his foreskin back and lick up his precum, turn around and bend over and Raul fucks my boy pussy. I always carry lube with me, just in case he wants to fuck at work.