I don't have to tell you
About his skin
You already know the whole
Mocha brown coffee with cream
glistening in the sun bit
Its been said before
And I am sure you know all about
the tall dark and handsome
But let me tell you
How the sweat rolling down his neck
Onto his chest
took the wet from my neck
Straight down to my head
How the colors of the blue blue sky
And the neon vest
And the orange signs
And the white tank top
popped so bright against his skin
I can barely talk about it while standing
In fact, let me sit
Because when I talk about it
All the blood from my head on my neck
Goes to the head on my dick
He was digging
Working out in the sun
And when he pushed that shovel into the ground
You could tell the ground liked it
You could tell he had made a promise to the earth
That it would be in heaven
If it just let him do his thing
And he made sure every time he thrust down
That he went
Deep
And I was jealous of the earth
I wanted him
whoever he was
And more than even water that day
I needed him by the time
this 100 degree sun went down
He must have been from South America
But I didn't know where
Because I was just a gringo
And ignorant to geography
and while I see how ignorant that is
In this moment somehow it made me feel sexy
Not like dumb cum dump sexy
But sexy like
"Teach me, please"
I was open
for him to dig some holes
For him to fill them
His face was just so dark
And his eyebrows
So thick
And his lips
So wet
With sweat
That I wished
Belonged to me
and by the time he saw me
Giving him everything I had from across the park
His it was too late
Because his friend had seen me too
Thank God
And I really mean that
Thank God I had the place to myself tonight
His friend
My friend I hoped
Was even more encouraging
And the two of them exchanged laughter about me
From across the park
And it was not laughter with me
It was laughter at me
And I was rock hard
Thinking about the way I was being objectified
This was a time
This was a place
A context
Which is everything
In which I wanted it
I wanted to be ogled
Gracias
When I opened the door to my apartment
them following inside
The first of many times they'd follow me inside, I hoped
I was hesitant
Because who knew what the machismo deal was here?
But these guys. They knew why they were here
Which helped the language barrier
So little had to be spoken
As they ripped my little white boy clothes
From my little white boy body
"Yo quiero tu leche papi"
"haha! si mija?"
"si papi. mucho leche por favor"
"rico papi rico"
And that was the extent of what we needed to say with our mouths
From that point on they were busy
They had hair. Such hair.
Hair above their dicks -long and black
Hair on their balls -low hanging balls, full and swollen
Hair in the small of their backs
Fuck yes
Hair on their legs
Wisps on their chest
And the rest was just tight tight skin
tightened by the sun
covering arms and chests and legs and feet and fingers
that knew hard work
in a way that i had not
My body I was so proud of for
Its olive skin
was like a snow next to them
my hands I had worked so hard with
cleaning houses and lifting weights
it knew nothing of real work
because of the estrogen running just beneath my skin
But these two - they had nothing but testosterone
and plenty of it
Judging by the size of their nuts
And one by one
I took them into my mouth
As I sucked one into the back of my throat
The other undressed me
touched me like a sweet delicate thing
In a way I forgot I could even feel
And then we switched
And then they both stood above me
Looking down on me
Watching me
With both a begging for me to continue
And an assertion to keep going
This sort of welcomed bully look
Telling me
Hey buddy. I hope you are ready. This isn't going to be easy. And you are going to love it."
Not "but you are going to love it"
No No
"AND you are going to love it"
and I did
The smell of their sweat
Which I love
I am 'into that'
Was so overwhelming when I licked their nipples
And let me tell you
NOTHING sends more shivers to my hole
than the smell of a sweaty man
Far more alpha than I will be
a man who is clearly sweating because he knows
How much work he is going to do
Inside of me
As one slid deep into me
Asking for no permission
knowing how much was already implied
then I felt him take up every space
That I had to give
And he hit my spot
the moment he got
Inside
my back arched like a cat in heat
And heat was all I could think of anymore
I took his friend into my mouth
Because I moan pretty loud
And I needed something to muffle the noise
that's when the holy grail of three ways happened!
our rhythm synced up
It almost never happens
As one papi thrust into my hole
the other accepted my mouth
Then papi thrust his dick down my throat
and the papi behind me accepted my hole
I was like a swing set on the park in which I met these men
And it was my pleasure to watch them play
They congratulated one another
And took turns
For what seemed like hours
and I didn't look at the time
because what the fuck is time
just keep filling my spaces
I was obedient
I followed taps to my thigh when told to turn over
because, again, who needs words?
And when one shot inside me?
The heat got hotter
His cum was delivered in buckets
Like lazy painters working on the inside of me
not bothering with brush strokes
just throwing cans of paint all over
And he screamed
Which is a universal language
And then he let me taste him
and his taste was sweet
he had just been in an oven essentially
so it was no surprise he tasted like dessert
And his friend used that cum
all that seed
that leche, papi
as lube
and squirts of it came out of me
and onto his balls as he fucked me
it covered his pubes
like confetti
like someone broke a snow globe
and poured it all over his dick
And he loved the extra lubrication
The swing set had turned into a slide now
And I could all but here him cry "WEEEE!"
Until he too screamed
And it translated easily into English
though I knew exactly what it meant regardless
And the inside of me was no longer just painted with leche
It was doused in it
I felt like finally
on this balmy summer day
someone had opened up a fire hydrant
inside of me
and then I tasted him too
And he tasted like a treat too
but this time
with his friend's icing on top
I did not cum
I did not know about my dick until after they had kissed my cummy mouth
And left in a hurry
because who knows anything about the outside
in a time like that?
And I laid there wondering what the fuck I would dream of next
How could I come up with something new to want
Because they took the top of my wish list
And fucked it into pieces
In the middle of my mundane afternoon
They took me to the park
They took me as the park
And let me play
