Gabriel

Latino guys are well known all over the world for their “macho” attitude towards sex. Most of them claim to be straight and believe that sex between two men is seen as an abomination in the eyes of God. Also, that should never be accepted by society and severely punished whenever possible.As a gay man who have had steamy sex with many of these self proclaimed “straight as an arrow machos”, I can assure that they do believe in what they preach; the problem lies on their definition of what being straight entails. The concept basically relies on a single premise: it is acceptable to have sex with another man as long as one (1) does not get fucked, (2) have his asshole played with and (3) never kiss in the mouth.So, when I noticed this Latino lad openly  flirting with me in a total inappropriate place and time (a Catholic mass), I knew for what kind of crap I would have to put up in case I decided to take his pursuit any further. It was obvious the kid knew his behavior was considered a sin by many, including God, but he showed no concern whatsoever. The funny part was that I was not even aware of his presence until he started staring at me from across the hall and I am not usually able to read people’s lips, especially from a distance. However, this time it seemed clear he was saying “Meet me outside, now!”. An unexpected wink followed and it showed me the boy meant business. Since I was by myself that morning, it was easy to sneak out. I waited for the Eucharist (the part of the service when the blood and body of Christ is shared) and left the church to claim the body of the little Latino devil who seemed to be in a shameless mission to corrupt my faith. Despite all the stories we hear of Catholic priests praying on boys and girls in churches and seminaries, the church was one of the last places I would expect adults cruising; well, as people usually say, there is always a first.Gabriel was his name, the little devil. He was a young lad with the usual Latino beautiful features: straight black hair and dark eyes, olive skin. Add to that a seductive Marlom Brandon’s smile. But what caught my attention when I got closer to him, was his unusual eyes: the boy had one dark brown eye but the other was slightly lighter, a very noticeable difference from such short a distance. Nothing like David Bowie, yet different. He was a little bit shorter than me but nicely built as most twenty something years old typically are.There was not much I could say about Gabriel’s feet at that point; despite relatively small (size 8, 8,5 maybe) since he was wearing a pair of nicely polished brown shoes. “Are you a regular member of this congregation? I do not recall seeing your here before.” He asked me. “Nope”. I replied. “In fact, I rarely come to church.”, I added. “Well, this must be my lucky day then.” Gabriel said as resting his right hand on my left shoulder. “Excuse my bad manners; I’m Gabriel by the way, nice to meet you.” I’m X, the pleasure is all mine Gabriel.” “X? You did not strike me as an X man!” Gabriel said in a cheerful manner. “On a second thought, the name does suit you.” I simply smiled at him, he seemed like a nice boy. Gabriel went straight to the point: “So, X, do you want to get out of here? We can have a drink somewhere nearby; or just go to a more private place; what say you? I’d love to get to know you better, if you know what I mean!” I confess I did not expect Gabriel to be so blunt but, at the same time, what can one expect from a guy cruising in a Catholic church? “What exactly do you have in mind Gabriel?” I asked in a shy manner. “Well, we can walk for three blocks that way and reach a bar where the chase will continue for as long as it takes until you give in OR you can take me directly to your place and have your way with my young body for as long as you wish, of course considering you have a place available.” Damn it. The little devil was good! “Follow me.” That was what I was able to respond. On our way to my place, I found out many things about Gabriel. He was twenty-four and lived in a small town with his parents and two younger siblings. His dream was to become a successful graphic designer and had recently moved to the city in search of opportunities. He shared a two bedrooms apartment with three other people and that was the reason why he could not take me to his place. He was straight and had a girlfriend back home; however, he considered himself bi-curious. The simple thought of having sex with another man in his little town was out of question, though not completely impossible. Despite Gabriel’s career ambitions, the city offered him unlimited opportunities to explore all sorts of sexual possibilities, as long as his partner respected his three basic rules: no kissing in the mouth, no butthole  exploration, no fucking his ass. Voilà! Although not for the same reasons, I could empathize with Gabriel’s reservations when it comes to anal sex; personally, I do no enjoy it either, never have, never will. It simply does not turn me on, period. Therefore, I am totally ok with just booking up with guys who share the same sexual principles. Gabriel was too fucking hot and horny to left to his own devices anyway. The residential street where I lived was overwhelmingly quiet, especially at that time of the day. As we left the Main Street and turned into mine, Gabriel reached to my crotch to feel my dick through my pants. I must confess I was taken by surprise since that was a bold move for such a self proclaimed straight (even bi curious) guy. Gabriel smiled at me and said: “Sorry, I couldn’t resist! You have such nice a package!” And I was not even hard then! I just smiled back and assured him I was totally OK with his spontaneity. I went ahead and told him I could hardly wait to see him naked and spread eagled in my bed. The boy got an instant boner as soon as I finished that sentence. Nice! Up to this point it was hard to predict what was going to happen the moment Gabriel and I got to my place; something told me the straight Latin boy had some tricks up his sleeves and that I was going to enjoy them.I lived on the second floor of a three-storey building. The apartment had one main entrance and, as soon as we reached the door, Gabriel started removing his shoes. He told me he had grown up in a house with a no shoes policy and that his mother would still punish him and his siblings in case they broke the house’s rule. Insane, right?! I usually do not care at all about asking friends and family to remove their shoes when they visit me but Gabriel’s attitude gave a chance to start teasing the boy right way. “What are you doing? You do not need to take off your shoes to enter my place. But let me help you that if you must.” I told Gabriel to sit on the top of my doorsteps as I positioned myself one step below.The boy was wearing a pair of regular black shoes and socks. I brought his left leg to my lap and started unlacing his shoe. Once loose enough, I inserted my pointing finger into his insteps, tickling his high arch for a bit. He giggled and asked me what I was doing. I told him to relax and just enjoy the moment. He did. I was able to smell a mix of leather and boyish sweat coming out of his insteps, just by teasing that spot. I removed his shoes completely and was greeted with the view of a well shaped socked foot, toes perfectly aligned and a very high arch. As long as the beautiful foot was mine to do whatever I pleased, kissing in the mouth or ass playing meant nothing to me. I massaged Gabriel’s socked foot for a while, toying with his toes and tickling the hell out of his high arch. His reactions showed me I had the boy exactly where I wanted; though giggling and protesting, he made no move to stop me from tormenting his delicious foot. I thought I was getting the best reactions out of Gabriel until I swallowed his big toe for the first time. Oh boy! Another foot virgin. I simply love them! Gabriel told me he has never had his big toe sucked before, that the sensation was amazing. Glad to oblige! I took his sock off and went to town! I smelled, sucked, licked his whole foot all at once and the boy went ballistic. He threw his head back and his eyes were rolling. What a turn on! The more I licked his soles and slurped his toes, the louder the moaned. I wasted no time and brought his right foot into play. Sock off, sucking on! Gabriel was mine, I knew it. I repeated the teasing for an extra couple of minutes, ordered Gabriel to stand up and unlocked my door. I grabbed the boy by his crotch, barefoot and all. I deep throated his mouth without asking for permission. We kissed for a long time, Gabriel clearly breaking one of his most sacred rules by the second. The boy was clearly enjoying that too! What a delicious feeling to destroy straight boys’ convictions! I took advantage of the deep kissing in the mouth time and started undressing him. Gabriel did not resist. Since he was already barefoot, shirt, belt, pants and underwear came out easily to reveal an already hard nine inches uncut cock and juicy bull balls. His body was also beautiful, nice abs and a flat stomach. I’d soon find out how delicious those nipples and pits were too. “Fuck me”. I thought. “I must go to church more often!” Having Gabriel naked and spread eagled in my bed (as I anticipated) did not happen at first. Instead, the moment he finished undressing, he quickly put my pants down and swallowed my half hard dick; it took my dick a few seconds to fully grow in his mouth and he also teased my foreskin. So fucking hot! The boy had moved to the city in search of gay sex as well, so I just let him indulge. He played with my hard prick and balls for a long time, enough to extract a huge load out of it. He licked the jizz from my dick head but I was not sure whether he swallow it or not.Are straight Latin guys supposed to suck dicks and swallow cum? “Maybe” would be my educated guess! “Do the foot thing to me again, will you?” Gabriel asked while spreading himself eagled in bed as I long expected. “Sure”; I took my time playing with one foot at a time, just the way I enjoy it. I brought his toes to my lips and gently licked all five toes, paying close attention to the spaces between them. I toyed with each individual toe like they were grapes, biting them delicately in the process. Sucking on his big toe was a treat; Gabriel’s whole body responded with clear pleasure, his penis getting harder and harder every time I swallowed his big toe; I secured the toe in my mouth while running my nails all over his high arch; the tickling sensations made him squirt a considering amount of precum, that I spread all over his dick head with my thumb. He moaned and begged me not to stop, andI had not intention to! After all, I still had his other foot to tease and I was not done with the one in my mouth yet. I had to fully smell it, lick his arch, bite on his strong heel, pull the hairs from his top and toes. That would take time! I told Gabriel to lie on his stomach and put his feet up; I wanted to take care of his other foot in this position so to fully explore his pink soles and amazing high arch. I tongue bathed that foot for over an hour, only stopping to suck on his nine inches dick and lick his balls. Gabriel came without even touching himself.I have played with many guys’ feet in my life but something about the way Gabriel enjoyed the action made the foot action even hotter. We spent another two hours exploring each other’s bodies. I showed him how pleasurable it can be to have your nipples, armpits, navel, back, neck, ears played with, places the boy had never been touched before. He even reciprocated! I licked his bubble butt and lightly rimmed him, but whole was off limits for fingers or dicks. (This time!!!!). Gabriel and I became friends with benefits. For an entire year we had regular encounters and shot loads of cum all over my place. He was summoned back home by his family one day and decided to move back for good. He got married and had three kids. That’s what he told me when he last came to visit, two years ago.