Carlos

Everybody says life is unpredictable. Although I tend to mostly agree with the statement, there was something my life that was really constant: every time I sat on my building’s front steps for a smoke, no matter day or night, a street guy would approach me for either a cigarette or to have some kind of small talk. Many of my stories posted here begun this way, the main difference being that, at times, I have chased a couple of of the guys away, as they simply passed me by. The truth is it is not that hard to spot neither the homeless nor the hustlers.

My street, in particular, was full of hot guys passing by: tenants, visitors, employees, service men, etc. One day, as I was walking home, a tall, handsome man asked me for a lighter. He told me he had seen me smoking outside my building before, so he was positive I had one. He told me his name was Mike and that he lived two buildings from mine. My heart started racing with the anticipation of a possible hook up with this godly like jock.

However, to my soul’s demise, Mike gave no sign of interest in any kind of sexual action. In fact, he only asked me if he could hang out for a while since he was expecting a friend of his who was already running late. I just said “sure”, hoping to be able to turn the situation into an opportunity to get to know him better and see where that would lead us. We sat in the front steps so we could have another cigarette. I took the chance to examine that specimen closer: a beautiful face, bright brown eyes, a great smile with perfect white teeth, a lean body and big feet. Mike was wearing one of those Nike Shocks, a very popular model at the time. We did not have the chance to talk much as his friend arrived, politely greeted me, and told Mike he was ready to go. Mike’s friend was hot too, though in totally different standards. He was a Latino boy in his early twenties, very short light hair and earrings. Though he sounded like an American, I could detect either a Mexican or Cuban accent, not sure.

The boy was very talkative, friendly even. I found out his name was Carlos and, at that point, I had no idea I was going to have his small framed body as my playtoy that very same day. Mike thanked me for the lighter and talk, Carlos waved goodbye and the two hotties departed. I unlocked the front door and rushed upstairs to my flat, kind of frustrated. But the stars aligned and decided to throw life’s predictability right on my face. 

Around 8pm I went downstairs for another smoke and was surprised to see Carlos leaving Mike’s building alone and walking towards me. He halted and asked me if it was ok for him to join me for a smoke. My soul was about to be resurrected! We ended up having three of those and I used the time to learn more about his friend Mike. It was an easy task since talkative Carlos has no problem volunteering information. He went on and on telling me about his friend, their long time friendship, their time apart and reconnection. 

At some point I asked Carlos what were my chances of getting Mike naked in my bed since he seemed to have amazing feet and I was dying to suck on his toes. Carlos did not show any negative reaction towards my “weirdness” and simply said “I believe none” since the boy, as far as he knew, was straight as an arrow. What a bummer! However, he continued, his soft, size 8.5 feet, were out for grabs in case I was interested. It would be a pleasure to have me playing with them. That’s what I call “straight as an arrow” talk! I stared at Carlos for a moment, faking surprise. He smiled, pulled me closer, and passionately gave me longest of the kisses, right there in the middle of the street. 

Luckily for me, there was no one around. I wasted no time and invited the hot Latino in. Once in my apartment, I offered him a drink and he thanked me by immediately removing his shoes and wiggling his white socked toes as a way of saying they would be soon in my mouth. “Initiative, daddy likes it”, I thought. This time I was the one to pull his nice body closer, touched his crotch and kissed him some more. 

We made out right there in my living room, having a couple of drinks before taking the action to the bedroom. Once there, Carlos started laying out what he called his “ground rules”; first, he wanted me to lie still in bed and let him explore every inch of my body; he would then give the longest of the blowjobs, playing with my cock until HE came! Rule number two demanded me to neither touch myself or him until he released a big load; only then I should follow rule 3: toy with his body and feet the way I pleased, as long as I tickled his sensitive in the process, really torture them. 

The last rule established that I had to cum while devouring his soles and toes, always tickling them mercilessly; it was very likely he would shoot a second load then, even bigger than his first. If you are one of my ten faithful readers, you must know that I am not used to having my own body “explored” like Carlos demanded; however, rules are rules and I was not going to let this great opportunity pass based on silly principles. 

The boy was an amazing cock sucker and he delivered the fist part of the bargain beautifully. Though hard to refrain myself from shooting a couple o times, I tried my best to do the same. Suddenly, he positioned himself in a sixty-nine position, my throbbing dick in his mouth as he stroked his own hard cock till his warm gizz covered my thighs. He proceeded by placing his left foot close to my mouth and commanded: “tongue bath my soles and suck on my toes, one by one”. Damn it, that made me even hornier than I already was! But, before obeying him, I took some time to fully investigate his feet; they were actually beautiful, nicely shaped toes, soft heels and arches high enough to be appreciated. 

Instead of savoring those feet the way they deserved and in spite of his demand, I decided to go straight for the tickling as Carlos was relatively fresh from cumming. I tickled his feet for what they were worth it. The poor little thing could only scream in agony though never, not even do a split second, tried to move his ticklish feet away from my devilish fingers. What a delicious image! Nonetheless, his screams caused me to stop short; I was genuinely afraid the neighbors would knock at my door to find out what was going on. 

God bless America! Carlos said: “Gag me then!”. Guys, I consider myself kinky friendly but I do not usually carry restraining apparatus around due to the simplicity feet adoration entails. But I did not want to let Carlos down, so I improvised with one of my socks and a tie. That kind of did the trick.I have got great reactions from the boy by lightly biting on his toes, especially the big one. I also tickled his pits, neck, balls (juicy by the way), ribs and the back area of his knees. Tongue bathing his pale body both sides was a delight. 

I put one of his feet in my mouth and gently massaged the other one with my left hand, all the while stroking my cock. Loads of cum flew from my rock hard dick then, probably as a result of Carlos having denied me any release for so long. He went back to sucking my cock some more after I shot, and you guys know very well how excruciating and pleasurable this can be.The horny bastard then positioned himself in between my legs. 

In a mermaid like manner, his soles up and his legs half spread apart. He asked me to play with his boyish bubble butt, finger his pink asshole while tickling his feet. I was in heaven, unable to get enough of his whole body. Turning him over, once more I had full access to his still hard dick and I took my time to enjoy his big balls this time. 

I added to the action some prostrate poking and soon Latino boy exploded a nice second load up into the air. I just enjoyed the moment, massaging the tip of his wet dick with a finger, while tickling his nutsack mercilessly. I have never had a chance to get Mike, my neighbor and Carlos’s bestie, for a test drive. However, this ticklish Latino hottie became a regular since I was the only “deviant” he had met in the city capable of playing his body like a violin. He is still one of the best playtoys I have ever encountered.