Paying For It

It was going to be another boring business conference, or so I had thought. I have gone on two or three every year for the past six years. When my plane touched down, I decided this would be my last for a while. I planned to tell my boss that I wanted to skip these for the rest of the year and probably even next year. My wife was simply becoming intolerable the last few trips. When I told her I would be going to a weekend conference in Miami, she was so angry she stopped sleeping with me and slept with our 3-year-old the two weeks before my trip.

Our marriage has certainly seen better days, the last couple of years we've had more arguments than the other ten years we've been together. Lori tells me she wants us to be a family but when I'm home these days, she finds any reason to get mad at me. The worst thing is our sex life, which used to be terrific, has really suffered and become a big source of frustration for me. I must admit, I love sex... a lot. I have never been unfaithful once. When my wife cuts me off, I feel tortured, physically and mentally. I refuse to jerk off for relief, so when I go without sex for weeks at a time, I'm usually walking around with an intense hard-on and my balls ache in need of release.

The truth is I have had plenty of opportunities, mainly on these business trips. I've had ladies from my company and even rival firms hit on me nearly every conference. I made the mistake of telling my wife about one of the first times it happened, so now she thinks I'm fooling around every time I leave town. I can't convince her I have never slept with another woman since we got married. I frequently receive compliments on my looks and maintain a high level of fitness. I adhere to a regular exercise regimen, working out two or three times a week and jogging on alternate days. Additionally, I am often told that I bear a resemblance to a well-known movie star. Lori has told me she is always catching women looking me over and she can only guess what they do when she isn't around. So, when her jealousy boils over she will sleep on the couch or with our daughter, as she has done the past two weeks. Even as I am taking an Uber to the hotel, my cock is stiff in my pants from a lack of sex for about sixteen days now.

Thankfully, our first day of the conference was short. A quick registration, then a mid-afternoon luncheon, followed by a 45-minute introductory seminar. We broke by 4 with many groups planning their dinners at different restaurants in the area. I was invited to a couple but passed. I told them I was a little jet lagged. My red eye flight from Denver was nearly four hours, and I wasn't very hungry. After a little networking, I called my wife and decided to visit the hotel's lounge at 7 for a few drinks before heading to my room to turn in before 9.

When I first sat down, the place was only half full. It was still early and the trio that was slated to play hadn't even come out, so I took a booth in the corner for some privacy and self-reflection on what I was going to do about my marriage. At 7:30 the jazz group came out and began their set. In only 15 to 20 minutes, the lounge filled. I could see some groups looking for a place to sit that would accommodate more than three people. I felt bad I was taking a whole booth alone and thought about giving up the booth and just going to my room, even though I was just on my second drink. Suddenly I heard a voice, "Anyone sitting here?"

I looked up to see a tall black man, maybe 6'4" and with a husky build. He was dressed in a nice dark navy blue business suit. At first I thought he was a part of our conference, but I didn't recognize him from any of the earlier events. I wondered why he was asking to sit with me. "Uh, no. I was just leaving." I tell him.

"Oh, please don't leave on my account," he responded. "I'm not with anyone and hoping I could join you. Here, let me buy the next round."

I was thrown off with a stranger wanting to sit with me, but I thought, "Oh, what the hell" and I asked him to join me. He introduced himself; his name was Juan. I told him my name, Gary. As he spoke, I could detect a slight accent. It sounded Cuban and I asked if he was from around here. He told me he had relatives in the city but lived in New Orleans. He was in sales and on a business trip. I told him I was attending a weekend business conference.

As we spoke, I discovered more details. I thought he was a light skinned black man, but he was only half black. His mother was Cuban, his father was black. Even from the other side of the table, he cut an impressive physical presence. Since I am only 5'9" and slim, he seemed like a giant to me. Not only tall but stocky, I would estimate over 260 pounds. He had a medium sized bushy afro and thin mustache. His skin color was brown, like mocha. Our conversation continued with comfortable ease and soon we began opening up with each other.

Juan was pleasant company. I ordered another round of drinks. I had Scotch and soda, while he had Old Fashioneds. He told me about his job; he sold computer software to schools and universities. I told him about mine and how I rose quickly to a high management position in five years when it took others much longer. We discussed our travels, I told him my favorite city to visit was San Diego, he said he enjoyed Dallas the most. When the entertainment took a break, I was on my fourth drink.

As we started to feel the effects of our drinks, we began to talk about more personal subjects, like our families. I even told him about the arguments I had been having with my wife, how she thought I was always cheating when I went away on these trips. I confessed that when she would cut me off from sex, like she did before this one, it would leave me in a highly horny, miserable state. It was the reason I wanted to be alone, but I was glad he joined me, giving me the opportunity to get these things off my chest.

Juan then confessed that during his last sales trip in Atlanta, he was approached and had sex outside his marriage for the first time. He was also going through a rough time in his marriage as well, with his wife wanting less sex as every year passed. He found his one-night stand to be more satisfying than guilt ridden. I told Juan that for me it wasn't easy to pass up sex like I had been doing, I asked why he and his wife were at odds. His reason stunned me. "She says sex is difficult because I'm too big." He explained.

"What do you mean? Your weight?" I thought at first, he was alluding to his large frame. Again, Juan is a large man but not overweight or obese.

"Well, she says my dick is just too difficult to suck." He told me bluntly. "She says I'm too big for her mouth."

I laughed. Like many, I have heard black men are blessed but how big could a cock be? I figured he was just exaggerating. "How big are we talking?" I casually asked before I took a sip of my drink.

"Over ten inches." Juan told me in a matter-of-fact manner.

I nearly spit out my drink. I coughed and said, "TEN!?... Over ten inches!?... Your cock is OVER ten inches!!??" I asked bewildered. I looked around the lounge to see if anyone overheard my animated response. Juan just gave me a sly smile and nodded.

"Come on," I continued "You're telling me your dick is nearly as long as a ruler? That's unbelievable!" I told him with a confounded tone in my voice.

"Here I'll prove it." He said as he began to slide to my side of the booth. I was still in tremendous shock as he scooted over, my mind was too busy imagining how a guy could carry something that big around in his pants, even if he was over 6 feet like Juan was.

Suddenly Juan was right next to me, he took a hold of my right wrist and placed my hand on his inner thigh, I could feel the contour of something very big under my hand. Surely this was a sock or something to fool a person with. Instinctively, I began to squeeze whatever this was in his pants. I know better than to feel around a man's inner leg in public, but I was curious... and a little tipsy. It felt real, it was squishy, but very large. If this was his cock, it wasn't erect... not yet anyway. But I couldn't believe I was feeling around like I was. I scanned the darkened lounge. Nobody was looking our way, even if it felt like eyes were on me, watching as I examined whatever this thing was in Juan's pants. Suddenly I felt it throb, like it was alive. It sent a bolt of electricity up my arm, and I quickly removed my hand at the realization that it WAS his cock. I became very intimidated; a rush of panic swept over me.

I jumped at the sound of his voice as he asked, "Would you like to see it, Gary?" I looked at his face, into his eyes. He was not joking or playing around. He had an intense expression on his face, a penetrating look. I tried to say something, but I couldn't bring myself to say yes.

I jumped to my feet and announced, "I should get going... it's very late." It really wasn't, it was only a little after 9 but I had to get out of there. I was in a panic mode. I weaved through the tables as I could hear Juan saying "Gary! Gary... wait!"

I exited through the lounge doors and into the hotel lobby, I stopped to catch my breath. I was overwhelmed with a combination of anxiety and exhilaration. So many images and thoughts were flashing in my mind. I recalled the time my wife and I watched a porno that had a scene of a white woman sucking a well-endowed black man. It had titillated my wife and secretly me as well. The next morning, I was in the shower, remembering the scene. My cock got hard, needing to be jerked off. It was one of the very rare occasions I masturbated and when I started to picture myself sucking that big black cock, I came in less than a minute. I told myself it was a one-time fantasy but since that morning, I have had several vivid dreams and robust fantasies of me trying a well-endowed black man.

There are a few black men who go to our gym. Occasionally, I will see one in the showers. I wonder how big their cocks are when erect. I have secretly wanted to jerk one off or even satisfy one orally. It's a fantasy not even my wife knows about. I never thought I would have the opportunity to fulfil this fantasy, but should I? Was I actually contemplating of having sex with another man?

As I walked aimlessly around the hotel lobby in a daze, I replayed how big Juan's penis felt in my hand and it wasn't even completely erect. Could his claim of owning a cock bigger than ten inches be true? My curiosity quickly turned to yearning and I realized my own cock was hardening. I felt embarrassed strolling through the busy lobby with an erection while a big ethnic dick was on my mind. I lost my inhibition, turned to the lounge and went back in. Weaving through the tables back to the booth I left him in. My heart dropped when I saw he had left and there was a couple sitting there. I felt such a loss, letting my opportunity get away. A tremendous amount of woe started to build since I didn't accept Juan's offer. Suddenly I heard his familiar voice, "Looking for someone Gary?"

I turned and immediately said, "Yes, I would like to see it."

Within ten minutes, we were up to the door of my room on the 6th floor. It felt much longer, I felt like we moved in slow motion. Worse, there were others in the elevator. I felt like they knew exactly what Juan and I were up to. I was bursting with guilt and paranoia. Neither of us said a word to each other during this time. I opened the door and we both walked in, Juan was first inside. When I closed the door and closed the doorstop for privacy (making sure nobody could walk in on us) I turned to find Juan was standing right behind me. He was looking down on me with that same determined look he displayed in the lounge.

"I'm guessing this is all new to you." I'm sure he was confident at what my response would be. All I could do was shake my head yes. Juan took a step closer to me. He was now less than a foot away. His hand came up and took a grip on my shoulder. As he spoke, I could feel the pressure of him wanting me on my knees. "Then there isn't anything else to say but to show you what you want to see."

I was pushed to my knees, my eyes just about the same level as his hips. He began to undo his belt, very slowly. I could hear some deep breaths. Juan certainly took his time. Was he teasing me or simply forcing me to take in the moment by not rushing. No matter, he then opened his pants and pulled down his zipper. My eyes widened and my own breathing deepened. I could tell he had no underwear on. I could feel my breath shaking when he reached inside his pants. I was clearly nervous as he pulled out his penis and let it flop out of his pants.

Although he was perhaps half erect, his penis was enormous. It was already as long as my cock is fully erect and had an impressive girth to it. He was uncircumcised and the color of his shaft was the color of rich mocha. I took my astonished eyes off of it and looked up at him staring down on me. He knew I had never seen anything like this and that I was blown away. I really wanted to hold it, but I couldn't come up with the words to ask him. I was so daunted with the sight of his cock.

"I bet you want to ask if you can touch it, don't you." My God, he was blessed and a mind reader! I pulled my eyes back down to look at it again. In my stunned state I couldn't speak, I could only shake my head up and down in agreement.

"Go ahead. Touch it." He permitted. I took my visibly shaky hand and gripped his cock mid-shaft. Instead of simply pinching it, as I did in the lounge, my fingers were now wrapped around his pole as well as I could grip it. When I lifted it, I marveled at the weight of his manly organ. It clearly had some bulk to it as it felt heavy in my hand. I pulled the foreskin back to expose his head. It was shiny and lighter than his shaft, like a mixture of brown and pink.

"Jesus!" It was the only thing I could exclaim. I ran my grip up and down his lengthy dark pole as I slowly pumped his cock. I could feel it coming to life in my hand, right in front of my eyes. It slowly grew longer and thicker. His head became larger. I'm sure I was visibly enthralled watching it stiffen and swell. Except for some audible breathing, both of us were quiet. We didn't say a word. The curious exploring with my hand had made Juan's dick grow to easily at least ten inches. My jaw dropped, I shook my head in disbelief as I watched it reach dimensions that were unbelievable to me. "Juan... your cock is... extraordinary." I stammered out loud.

"I bet you are thinking how much you would love to suck it." His words knocked me for a loop. Was I thinking it, well yes. But I didn't know if he would let me. I didn't even know if I was capable of sucking another man's cock. I was silent. I was just too befuddled from stroking his cock with my hand and watching it elongate in front of me.

I never thought I would ever be in this sort of situation in my life. Seriously, if you told me a week earlier that I was going to be alone with a man like this, I would have called you crazy. I know alcohol & my extreme horniness helped put me in this situation, but the thought that I could be intimate with a man was insane. I was having an out of body experience, as if I was watching myself slowly jerking this cock, marveling at how it was growing and hardening.

"If you admit it, maybe I'll let you put your mouth on it, Gary." Juan invited me.

His swelling head was just inches away from my mouth. I really wanted to suck this monster of a cock, but I knew to get it in my mouth I would have to admit it... out loud. I know my eyes and my quivering lips were saying yes, but it would take me verbally confessing it to him.

"Yes," I said softly. "I want to suck it."

"What?" I didn't hear you." He was playing mind games, I understood he was putting me in a very submissive and compromising position. It wasn't enough his massive cock had power over me; he wanted me to be completely subservient to his powerful masculinity. I would have to play along if I wanted to get this huge brown dick in my mouth.

"Yes Juan, I want to suck your cock! I really want to suck it badly!" This time I said it loud enough that a person on the other side of the door could have heard me.

"How much would you pay to suck a cock like this?" Juan inquired. That was not what I expected to hear. His question really confused me. Was he really saying I had to pay to blow him?

"Huh?" I was stunned. My hand stopped as I took my eyes off his caramel weapon to look up at him.

"Come on Gary, you've heard of gigolos, haven't you?" Then he took his hand and stroked my hair in a gentle, caressing manner. "I want to know how much you would pay to suck this cock." It never dawned on me to actually pay a man to suck his dick. I'm sure my confusion really showed. Juan released my head, took back his cock from my hand and started to manipulate it himself as he continued to talk.

He told me he wasn't really a salesman, but a male prostitute who lived here in Miami. He made his living fulfilling the fantasies of white men who were in town for conventions like me. He also told me many of the men who used his services, came back to Miami simply to get another taste of his cock, it was that pleasurable. As he told me his story, I watched as he stroked his cock even harder. Now it was over ten inches. Between my stroking and his own, his cock reached its maximum density, and it was simply astonishing. It was a sight I will remember for a long time, the image of Juan working his cock to a mind-blowing eleven inches, maybe longer.

It took him over a minute to get his cock rock hard. I knelt there in silence. I can't even remember what else he said, I was too transfixed on his cock. His cock was as thick as a cucumber and that head swelled as well. It was dark, veiny and stunningly huge. I could feel tears running down my cheeks from the absence of blinking and my breathing was even deeper and more exasperated.

I believed it when he said men would come back for another chance to suck it or that they paid for that privilege. A cock like this would make any man extremely envious, as well as very hungry for a taste of that man meat. In less than ten minutes I went from an absolute heterosexual man to a probable bisexual who wanted desperately to try this beautiful dick in front of my face.

Now that his mocha-colored penis was 100% erect, he released his grip. It simply bounced with amazing rigidness in front of my face. Defying gravity and looking as stiff as a cock could possibly look. All I could do is whimper, "Yes, I'll pay. How much do you want?"

"Seventy-five and it's all yours." He told me bluntly. I fumbled my wallet out and realized that all I had were 6 one-hundred-dollar bills. I pulled one out and said, "Can you break a hundred?"

"I'll give you a hundred dollars' worth, guaranteed!" He said as he snatched the bill out of my hand. All there was to do now was lick my lips and begin to suck his cock. I cleared my throat and shook my head in disbelief. I was about to do something I never thought I would do. Even in my wildest dreams I never imagined I would be tackling a cock so large and honestly, so beautiful.

I'm not sure how most women or men sucked their first dick, but I surprised myself by going at it with full gusto. I re-gripped Juan's shaft (noticing that I now couldn't even touch my thumb to my fingers), opened my mouth wide and stuffed as much as I could, deep in my mouth. With his head buried between my lips, I wrapped them tightly around his tool and forced my mouth on it as deep as it would go. Then I began to pull out. I coughed at how it tickled the back of my tongue & throat but went back deep a second time. I really started my fellatio journey with high exhilaration.

Even with deep stabs of my mouth, I couldn't get close to engulfing half his cock. I was bobbing on it like a man possessed. Juan watched with glee, seeing this gringo going crazy on his Latin dick. I must have aroused him enough to make him slide into his Cuban heritage. He began to moan, speaking in Spanish. I really had no idea what he was saying but he talked & groaned nonstop as I licked and sucked his brilliant brown boner.

I would have never believed I was such an animated cock sucker, but I was just going crazy on Juan's impressive penis. I slobbered & whimpered as I just slid my mouth up and down his brown bone. I figured I was doing a good job, Juan would cry out "Ay... ohhh... ay!" while he gripped my head and my hands held his hips.

It was difficult to breathe with this big wad filling my mouth, but I wasn't going to slow down or take it easy with this challenging task I was taking on. I snuck in some air here and there when I could without missing a beat, but it wasn't easy working on this stud's rod. However, it was an endeavor I was greatly enjoying.

Since I never tasted a cock before in my life, I was shocked at how tasty Juan's prick was. Truly, I savored the salty, meaty flavor of his big dick. It didn't even take five minutes for me to realize that I loved the taste of his cock, and it was making my mouth water, heavily.

Soon, my wet mouth made loud sloshing sounds as I went up and down his pole. Saliva was spilling out of my mouth as I made a mess on my tie and shirt, but I didn't care. Now at ten wild minutes of straight sucking, I finally pulled his rock-hard cock out of my mouth, wiped it clean and exclaimed, "Damn Juan, your dick tastes so good! It tastes almost as good as it looks!"

"Mmmm Papi, you are too kind." He said as I stuffed his big dick back into my mouth. My words were true. It was one of the biggest surprises I discovered about sucking Juan. I honestly loved the taste of his cock. By now, I was drooling heavily due to his cock stimulating my taste buds.

The Cuban/black stud then pulled his cock out of my mouth and began to rub his saliva covered head all over my face. I closed my eyes in extreme delight and sighed as I felt my spit being rubbed on my chin, cheeks & forehead with that plump head of his. He gripped the back of my head with his other hand while speaking in his mother's native language. I would have loved to have known exactly what he was saying but the tone coupled by what he was doing made me enjoy it immensely.

I begged him to return his cock back in my mouth and he soon complied. I had to open my jaw wide to take it in deep, it was that thick. I again tried to get as much of his dick in my mouth but only managed about half of it. If he only knew how impressed and amazed I was with his endowment. His manhood really blew me away.

"Chew suck eet so good, Papi!" he exclaimed with his Cuban accent even stronger than ever before. "Chew got my cock sew chard!" Now I wanted to taste every fucking inch of that delicious dick. It really hit me at that moment that I was equally turned on by the fact that he was black and Cuban. It wasn't enough that he was so well-endowed, but having an interracial homosexual experience was mind-blowing.

Since I couldn't fit it all in my mouth, I decided to lick all up and down that 11" cock. I licked it up one side and down the other. I started at the top of his head and laid a long lap with my tongue to the base of his cock, leaving an abundant trail of saliva behind. I lifted his cock and tugged his pants down exposing some massive balls that had been tucked inside up until now. As soon as I laid eyes on these two hefty hangers, I began to lick and suck on both like a man possessed. Both of those smooth dark jewels were nearly the size of a small plum, and they tasted as good as his cock. I sucked them one at a time, because there was no way I could fit both in my mouth. I jerked Juan's cock as I relished his enormous Cuban nuts.

"I never thought sucking a man's cock would be this good!" I told him truthfully. My face was a mess with my saliva all over it. I was messy in my technique, but I don't think Juan minded. It certainly didn't slow me down a bit.

"Chew luv dat meex of black and Cuban. Don chew, white boy?" He threw in a little racial talk that only made me hotter. He had me in such an intoxicating condition that I could not lie if I wanted to.

"Mmmm, oh yeah... I do, I DO! I never knew how much I really do!" I confessed as I continued to lick and kiss all over his cock and balls. Seriously, I was actually kissing that big dick! As if I was on my first date, trying to make out with the prom queen. My own cock was bursting to come out. It had been rock-hard since we started but I wasn't sure if some self-pleasure would be welcomed by my paid escort.

By now, I had noticed that Juan had pulled off his clothes and got out of his pants. Except for his socks, he was fully nude now. As I said, he had a husky build. A little bit of a gut but not fat by any sense. He was barrel chested with very curly hair all over it. He also had two huge guns for arms. He looked more like a celebrity's bodyguard. He was huge and menacing looking, especially compared to me. I would never want to run into him in a darkened alley, unless he let me do what I was doing right now.

He instructed me to continue sucking his cock head. I was told to go up and down on it as fast as I could. I figured he was getting close to blowing his load. Never once in my fantasies did I picture a man cumming in my mouth or face, frankly I never got that far. Juan started to slip into his Spanish again and I sucked his cock hastily while I pulled on his balls with my other hand. I could feel his cock begin to greatly twitch and throb. I hoped his cum would be as tasty as his dick.

"Te voy a dar mi leche!" He repeated. I don't speak Spanish, so I had no idea what he said, but he said it over and over, as well as, "Te voy a dar tanta leche!"

Juan began to moan as loud as ever and took over jerking his cock, I released his balls as well. Juan began expelling loud, heavy bursts of breath out of his mouth, as if he had just run a marathon. He suddenly slowed his jacking motion to a very slow stroke, his huge head just below my forehead. He let out a cry of deep pleasure and I watched as a thick glob of pearly white semen slowly poured out of his cock and landed on my lips and chin.

"Toma mi leche. Disfrútalo todo!" He yelped out.

He slowly pulled his grip back and held it for a few seconds. I thought it was over and began to feel disappointed that this was all his cock could produce for me. Suddenly Juan let out a huge moan and he slid his fist forward, down his shaft. Another glob of cum poured out, larger that the first, it landed on my cheek. "Más leche... todo lo que puedes manejar hombre blanco!" He purred.

I reached up to gather it with my fingers and it felt like a very bountiful amount of semen. He repositioned his cock head and repeated the same slow motion again, a third wave of hot Cuban cum poured out landing on my forehead. I had never seen such capacious amounts of cum flowing from a cock and so slowly. It made his cum seem so rich and thick. When the fourth load poured out landing on my other cheek, I gasped "Oh Juan! Give me more!" He had completed a full circle of slow eruptions all over my face.

I wondered if there could possibly be more. I opened my mouth wide to invite him to deposit the next load in my mouth and he answered the call with a loud groan and a long, slow stroke of his cock with his grip. "Come mi leche, sabes que te encanta!" He exclaimed.

I could feel the white-hot mass of cum filling my mouth on my extended tongue. It was a mouthful, and I quickly swallowed it and took over the stroking duties. I was able to get a little more out. In all, my face was covered with thick, plentiful cum and I had swallowed a good amount.

I have never tasted cum, not even my own, ever in my life. I thought to myself, I wasn't sure if it was just because I was so impressed with Juan, but I really liked tasting his cum. He watched me as I scooped up his cum off my cheeks and sucked it off my fingers. By the expression on his face, he seemed to enjoy watching me eat his cum. I still had a good amount covering my face.

Juan asked if he could take a shower, I told him it was fine. I followed him into the bathroom, still with a mighty erection myself. I figured I would be letting off some steam after he left. I have never wanted to cum so much in my life. As he showered, I washed my face off. It was amazing to see how much of his cum was still on my face. I had swallowed three good mouthfuls, and yet there was a lot that was going down the drain of the sink.

When I turned to see him through the silhouette of the shower curtain, I could still make out that incredible penis of his. It was back to the semi erect state I first saw it at. A thought flashed into my mind, and I went back into my wallet to pull out a couple of hundred-dollar bills. When Juan opened the shower curtain, he was met with me holding the money and having a look of need.

"Could I hire you for just one more hour?" I asked with a pleading tone in my voice.

"What did you want, Gary?" He said with bewilderment. What else would I possibly want.

"I want you to fuck me." I said.

"Really?" Juan was surprised. He knew I had never been with a man and let's face it, his cock would be very challenging for a man who has never had a cock in his ass before. He looked at the two hundred dollars I was holding. "You really want this, huh?"

"I do." My words were more definite than my actual confidence that I would be able to take that big caramel colored cock in my ass. Before this minute, I never thought of being fucked by a man. My fantasies only involved oral sex and masturbating a dick like Juan's. Now that I tasted it, had his cum all over my face, I wanted to experience it in every way possible. Yes, I was totally enamored with that phallus of his.

Juan stepped toward me, water dripping off his deep brown body. He began to undress me. "I was actually hoping you would want to try." He said as my suit came off piece by piece.

"One thing," I said with a hint of uncertainty in my voice. "I don't have any lubrication. I'm willing to try anything..."

"Don't worry, Papi." Juan interjected. "I got your back." Now the man had me completely nude. My own erection in full view. I could see precum was leaking out, something that embarrassed me. Juan took my seven-inch hard-on in his hand and complimented me. "Papi, you have such a sexy body."

"You like my body?" I asked bewildered. It was the first time a man has told me this in an amorous way. It was new to me.

"I do. I think you are very sexy, my friend." Juan said. The next moment is as unforgettable as the moment I first saw his massive manhood. Juan took me by the shoulders and pulled me towards him and laid a huge kiss on me. I admit I reacted a bit surprised, probably winced audibly, but I didn't pull away and soon I was melting and reciprocating his kisses back. I murmured and moaned; he did as well. We both began fondling each other as our kisses deepened and heated up with passion every passing minute.

In just a few minutes into our embrace I could feel Juan's mind-blowing erection had returned. I pulled away only to get another gander of that wonderful cock. "It's not going to be easy, but I really want you to fuck me with this beautiful cock Juan." I said as I shook my head in disbelief at what I was getting myself into.

Juan gave me another deep kiss and took my hand, leading me into the bedroom. We went to his pile of clothes lying in the hallway and he took something out of his pocket. It looked like a tube of something. He then walked me to the sofa chair that was sitting in the corner of the room, facing the bed. We again kissed. I couldn't believe I was French kissing another man, and incredibly, it was really turning me on.

Juan took a seat on the chair. He slid so he was on the edge of it. His cock was maybe 80-90% hard and he said, "Papi, ven a endurecer mi pene de nuevo."

I really had no idea what he said, but I sensed he wanted me to suck his cock some more. I knelt between his legs and lifted his cock towards my mouth and began sucking it. He moaned and murmured more words in Spanish. I relished having that incredible penis again in my mouth and began to cup & pull on those giant balls as he moaned encouragement in Spanish.

It only took a couple of minutes to get that mocha bone to its complete stiffness, but he had to literally pull it from my mouth to get me off it. Juan lifted me to my feet and spun me around. I could feel his hands going all over me and I could tell he really liked my body. "Jew are sew sexy Papi"

My Cuban stud took the cap off the tube and squeezed out a huge glob of the lube he had in his hand all over the head of his cock. He worked it all over, greasing his entire dick. I could feel his finger working all around my asshole, he soon had it all oiled up as well. A couple of pats on my ass cheek and I knew it was time. He took hold of my hips; to steady me and I began to bend my knees. Soon I could feel that mighty head pressing between my ass cheeks, it was positioned right up to my anus. I took a deep breath and let the weight of my body push against his cock. He must have used some very good lube or a plentiful amount. I could feel his head pressing against my ass and my rim starting to expand, taking his head slowly into me.

"Oh my God!" I yelped as I could feel his head stretching my anus. The rim of my asshole was pushed and opened by that swollen knob of his. It wasn't easy but I could feel it making its way inside me. I let out a sigh of both relief and exhilaration, I knew his head had penetrated me. I pushed against it more and could feel another inch sliding into me. I gasped loudly, it felt so incredible, so daunting but I also knew I was not in pain, but I was being tested physically. I slid down more and decided it was time to pull up to test if I could take this cock. I lifted myself up to where I could feel his fat head was again to my asshole's rim and pushed down to go as deep as I have gone yet. I probably had half his cock in my ass, I was feeling confident this would work.

It had taken nearly five minutes to work this much of his cock in me. Juan was patient, letting me do all the work, He was doing a great job providing this wonderful toy to play with. I started to work with what I had in me to this point, going up and down. I got brave and overconfident, trying to take most of his cock in me. I immediately knew it was too early, but I was also sure I would be taking more soon. Suddenly, I craved to kiss Juan some more.

I pulled off his cock and stood up. As Juan applied some more lubricant on his cock, I faced him and climbed up on the sofa chair. My feet were sitting on each side of Juan's hips; I again bent my knees to lower myself on his big dick. As his cock slid much easier into me, I again let out an audible gasp, it was still an incredible feeling of him penetrating me.

As I started to pump up and down on his cock. We instinctively read each other's minds and began to torridly kiss each other. Our tongues danced outside of our mouths, and they spun around each other in a heated swirl. I was breathing heavily as the workout I was experiencing was more intense than many of the cardio exercises I have done at the gym. *huff*... *gasp*... "How do you say"... *huff*... *puff*... "I love your cock, in Spanish?"

"Mmmmmm... Me encanta tu polla." Juan moaned. He was in just as much exasperating pleasure as I was.

"Me encanta tu polla...*pant*... *huff*... "ME ENCANTA TU POLLA!!" I exclaimed.

My willingness to learn how to complement his weapon in Spanish must have lit something deep inside him. Juan took a hold of me and got to his feet, while his cock was still in me. I marveled at his amazing strength as he continued to pound me while in a standing position. He enthralled me with several minutes of this impressive feat then moved us to the bed and lifted me off his cock. I was positioned on the bed on my knees and elbows. I can't put to words how thrilled and ecstatic I was at the thought of getting fucked doggie style by Juan.

A little more lube was applied to my asshole, then I was placed across the middle of the bed. Juan climbed up, kneeling behind me. I felt the familiar, overwhelming sensation of being penetrated by this well-endowed Blatino beefcake. Within 60 seconds he had managed to impale me deeper than ever before. I was sure I had nearly all of his eleven-inch cock inside me. I could feel magnificent strokes going in and out of me, he picked up speed and power on every successive thrust. All I could do is grit my teeth and thrash my head in complete submission to what his massive brown cock was doing to me.

I cried out, not in pain or discomfort but from the realization that I was being fucked in a complete forceful, authoritarian manner. I marveled at Juan's sexual skill and expertise. As I looked under me, I could see my cock was oozing a lot of precum. Again, I was embarrassed that I had no control of my bodily functions, but I understood why it was happening. I had never had an erection for so long in my life, my cock had been rock-hard for well over an hour and a half.

"Oh my God!" I shrieked. I was in awe at what Juan was doing. I wished I could fuck my wife this impressively. I also began to imagine what she would think if she watched me like this. Would she be disgusted or would she be envious, wishing she was getting a stunning cock in remarkable fashion.

If he wasn't blowing my mind already, he got off his knees and to his feet, fucking me flat-footed! His hands gripping the sides of my hips as he thrusted that cock in and out of my body like an engine piston. I balled up my fist and beat the bed while shouting, "Oh Juan! Oh my God, Juan! What are you doing to me!"

"Oh, baby!" Juan shouted, his accent thick again. "I wanted chew when I first saw chew in dat bar! I have never wan to fook a gringo so bad!" I have never been so awestruck and complimented at the same time in my life. "I hoped I could get chew lie this!" He continued.

"I can see why those men all come back to you Juan!" I had to say it out loud. It made perfect sense with the expert way he was humping my brains out. I had shelled out three hundred dollars, the best money I have spent in my life.

Juan thoroughly fucked me for nearly ten more minutes. My long day of traveling and this immensely taxing experience was starting to wear me out. Despite being in such great shape, there is only so much intense sex you can have with a well-endowed stallion. I could feel my strength fading. I could also sense my guts starting to cramp from needing to blow a much-needed load.

When Juan pulled his cock out of me and stepped off the bed to catch a breath, I asked him if he was ok with me cumming. "Of course Papi, wha do you tink I ave been trying to make you do this last hour?"

I suggested that if I stroked while he fucked me some more, I would surely cum very soon. Juan squeezed out more lube on his cock, applying a fresh layer of slippery gel over his huge cock. I laid on my back and asked if he would fuck me missionary. As Juan knelt in front of me, he opened my legs wide and held the back of my knees as he pushed them back, I was put in a position I had put my wife in many times.

Juan never released my legs as he readied himself with his hard cock pointing at my well fucked asshole. I looked down to see the sight of my cock sticking straight up in the air, my head was shiny & wet, I had obviously leaked out a wealth of precum. Juan's head was covered in lube. His cock was just as stiff and glossy as mine. He pushed his hips forward and our cocks touched at their respective heads. It sent a shock of excitement down my shaft and into my body. "Ohhhh!" I gasped.

Juan pressed forward a little more and suddenly our balls were touching. We both were enjoying the sensation of our cock and balls connecting. We relished this sensation of our packages rubbing together for a minute or two. We could have done this much longer, but it was time to have Juan do his thing. He pressed his head up to my anus, it slid in easier than ever before, but it still made my jaw drop and eyes widen.

Without touching his cock, he slowly ran it deep inside me. I gasped as I could feel every inch diving into me. When he got it at its deepest, he started to pull out and push in. He applied long, slow methodical strokes with his cock. My asshole, despite being punished all night long, felt as stimulated as the first time he penetrated me. Juan's cock not only provided intense stimulation, it commanded respect with its strength & density.

Our eyes locked into each other. A feeling of emotion swept over me. I expected to only feel raw sexuality when I was walking up to my room, but the way Juan continuously impressed me, I began to feel real respect and admiration for what he did to me all night. This man was truly good at what he did. I felt at the moment, I was with the world's greatest male escort. Yes, it was a silly thought, but I was completely blown away with him as a lover.

My deep thought was broken up by the sensation of Juan picking up the pace of his thrust. Like he did in doggie position, he was masterful with his strokes. I began to moan and whimper. The thing I also enjoyed about Juan was that he also was vocal in his enjoyment and he began to groan. This time however he didn't speak in Spanish.

"Mmmmmm, Gary. I really love to fuck you." He also lost his strong Cuban accent. "The moment I saw you, I thought of this. Just like this."

"Juan you are the best lover I have ever had." Did I ever think I could say this to a man, of course not, but it was true. "As incredible as your cock is, you are such a great lover!" For the first time this evening, I took my cock in my hands. I could feel the slick feeling of so much pre-cum that obviously leaked out all over my cock. I started to stroke my cock.

"Oh Juan..." I cried out. He picked up the pace just a little. It was already sending my body to spasms. My gut was tied into knots and my skin was tingling. I stroked faster. I looked down my body, I could see the image of his huge dark cock, thrusting in and out of my white body. The contrast of our colors mixing in such an erotic blend made me moan out louder. "Oh Juan... oh my God!"

That remarkable cock going in and out of me. Me, taking nearly all eleven inches was astounding. I could still taste that delicious flavor of his meat on my taste buds. The memory of how much cum he was capable of producing. "Oh Juan... your cock..."

I thought this would be just another boring weekend. I never thought I would have an experience like this in my life. I knew I would never forget this night for the rest of my life. Never forget the sight of that beautiful dark cock when he pulled it out, how much it impressed me with how large it grew. The sensation of having it in my mouth for the first time. The first time it penetrated me. "Oh Juan... Ohhhhh... Juan, I love your cock... OH GOD, I LOVE YOUR COCK! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!"

In seconds after I confessed, my cock exploded like never before. A fountain of cum blasted out of my cock. I had never cum like this before, so intensely, so violently. It went up in the air and landed all over my body, even getting on Juan. I started to lose consciousness. I could feel the sensation of Juan pulling out of me. I started to black out, but I could see Juan pumping his cock over mine and the familiar way cum flowed out of his head. Massive loads pouring out and landing on my cum soaked body. My eyes closed and reopened, I watched him continuing to pump out more thick pearly gobs of semen. My eye lids getting heavier by the second. "You... are... amazing... Juan..." I said as I drifted into deep sleep.

When I regained consciousness, it was morning. Our encounter lasted nearly three hours, and I slept for six. The first thing I noticed was I was cleaned off, all the semen that covered my body had been cleaned off. My asshole was still sore from the pounding I endured. I smiled thinking how well I had been fucked by that stud. I yawned and stretched, looked over at the nightstand next to the bed and saw a letter with my name written on it. When I opened it I found the three one hundred dollar bills I gave to Juan for the services he rendered. The letter said...

Gary,

I am sorry but I lied to you about a few things. 1) I am not a male prostitute. I am actually a Miami police officer. 2) Before tonight, like you, I had never been with a man sexually. I am married, like I told you in the bar, but my wife gives me plenty of sex. For a long time, I have fantasized about being with a man as well as being a male escort for a white man. You made both of my biggest fantasies come true. Now some truths... I have gone to that bar a few times looking for a man to fulfil my fantasy but never saw anyone that interested me until I saw you. I do find you incredibly attractive, I think my excitement showed tonight. I hope you enjoyed what happened tonight as much as I did. I say this because I would really like to see you again. I could visit you in your city or if you would like to come to Miami, we could get a room in this hotel. What happened tonight was amazing, I think we could do it again, maybe even better. This is my cell phone number. You can call or text me anytime. My shift is at nights, and I patrol alone. Please consider this offer, I really want to see you again.

Juan

When I returned to Denver on Sunday I was picked up by my wife. We had a long talk on the drive home and I told her that I have never slept with another women since we got married and that if she really wants me to stay home, I'm going to talk to my boss about no more business conferences. But I was going to have to go back to Miami very soon. I have a meeting with one of their police officers I met over the weekend. He is talented and extremely impressive. I might use him to fill a position I would love use him for.