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I am a European, currently living in Lima, Peru. When I arrived, I bought myself a mobile phone, for work. With the network I had, I had the option of mobile-chat. I was interested, and signed up, with my details: 25 years old, 1m76 tall, light brown hair, green eyes, homosexual and looking for sex. I didn’t think that it would be very successful, but was quickly proved wrong.

I received a load of replies, people wanting to chat to me. When someone sends you an invitation to chat, you can look their profile up, and see what they are like. I did that with every one, some looked interesting, and others I quickly forgot. One did intrigue me, called Wickedguy. His profile didn’t say much. 30 years old (a bit older that what I would usually look for), dark skinned (I love a dark Latino), same height, and with an 18cm uncut dick. That was the information I was looking for. Mine is 17cm, uncut, so I quite like ones just a bit bigger! I texted him, and we began a conversation where I found out that his name is Gabriel, and also about where we lived, what we did, etc, until he asked me what I liked. I told him that I liked a dark Latino, with a big dick, and modern (active and passive), and that the rest wasn’t that important. He invited me over to his flat, which was about 30 minutes form my house, for the following morning. Luckily, the following day was Saturday, so I agreed. We then talked about our first times, and other sexual experiences, until I feel asleep with an enormous erection.

The following day, I took that bus, and made my way to his flat. When he opened the door, I was nearly dazed! He was exactly the right shape, size and colour that I had pictured in my mind for my sexual partner since I had arrived in Peru. He invited me in, and we went straight to his bedroom. There, he quickly removed all his clothes, and told me to do the same. I already had a hard-on, and did as he asked me quite willingly.

Once we were naked, we lay on his bed, and he hugged me. It was a strange feeling, but it felt like I knew that it was going to be all right and that he would take care of me. I turned my head and looked into his dark brown, mysterious eyes, and smiled before kissing him fully on the lips. He responded and opened his mouth. We then began a full match of tonsil tennis with our tongues and I proceeded to explore his lovely body with my hands, learning what he liked, according to his groans. I then moved, still kissing him, so that I was on top of him, and then stopped, to look at him in his eyes again. He thanked me, and I returned the favour by moving down his body and kissing his nipples. He moaned again, so I began to nibble them. All the while, I hadn’t really paid much attention to his penis, although I knew that he was hard from the poking in the stomach I had received while we were kissing.

Whilst my mouth remained on his nipples and chest, my hand moved down and stroked his penis and balls. They were hot and felt ready for a serious amount of action. I then licked my way down to his navel, and continued until his pubic hair. There I stopped, and holding his cock in my hand, I marvelled, thinking that today was my birthday and Christmas rolled into one. I then licked the huge mushroom head of his member, and savoured the pre-cum that had already formed. He tasted very different to white men I had been with back in Europe, and I enjoyed it more, vowing never to return to white men! I had to have more, and so I took the head in my mouth and sucked on, trying to drain it of pre-cum, but, luckily, in vain. He began pushing the rest of his cock into my mouth, and I gladly accepted, sucking more and more until I had his pubic hair near my nose. I then began to really enjoy his dick, and his groans made me even hornier, wanted to make him cum there and then in my mouth. He was fucking my mouth like it was his first, moaning loudly, and then with one large thrust, his dick contracted, and he filled my mouth with a huge and tasty load of cum. I took time to enjoy the taste, and then swallowed it all, sucking his dick for more.

He lost no time, and certainly no sexual appetite, and turned me round and began to suck my erection. He was certainly an expert in that! He used his throat, his mouth, his lips and most importantly his tongue in the most exciting and enjoyable way, and within a few minutes, I was also cumming in his mouth. I felt tired, but still on a sexual high that I didn’t want to end.

We lay in each other’s arms for a bit. His penis had regained its full 18cm, and mine quickly recovered his size, too. We then put ourselves in a 69 position and began to suck each other. I was enjoying his cock so much, that I felt I couldn’t get enough of it. But he wanted to use it for something else. He began to lick my butt, and saliva up my hole, introducing one, then two and finally three fingers inside. Each time he added a finger, I would suck his dick harder, moaning loudly. I knew he had to fuck me, and I wanted it as much as he did. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, quickly turned himself around and aimed at my hole, pushing slowly, bit-by-bit inside. He was stretching me, but I was enjoying it. I even pushed on his butt so that the last few centimetres would enter quicker and he could start up his rhythm. And that is what he did.

With me on my back, and his cock inside me, I felt complete and happy. He had a smile on his face as he looked into my eyes, and I knew he was enjoying me as much as I was enjoying him. His strokes took his cock within millimetres of leaving my hole, and would then go right up inside, where I could feel his cock touch the back walls of my rectum. It felt as if his cock was made to fit inside me, and I was in heaven.

He changed positions many times, from the classic “doggy style” to being pinned against the wall, held by his powerful arms. I didn’t touch myself once while he was inside me, but being quite flexible, he managed to suck my penis a couple of times, helping to bring me very close to orgasm on a few occasions. I could hear by now that his breathing was getting heavier, and so I whispered to him that I wanted to “drink his milk” again. He responded my increasing his rhythm, until he quickly pulled out of me, leaving a huge gap. He then brought his cock very close to my mouth, and tugged it a few times, releasing a huge moan, and allowing me to receive my prize in my mouth.

He recovered quite quickly, and he said that it was now my turn. We again out ourselves in the 69 position, and I began to lick and probe his hole with my tongue, while he gave me a blowjob. His sucking was too expert, and I had to tell him to stop before I reached a climax!

I purposely took my time to lube him up, as I wanted the urge to cum to subside, so that I could enjoy the ride in his butt as long as possible. Once I felt that I had achieved an open hole, with the help of four fingers, and many groans, I stopped. He lifted himself and straddled my body. I held my dick up straight and he began to lower himself onto me, and allow himself to be penetrated at his rhythm. He managed it quite quickly, and once I was completely inside of him, we stopped, and hugged each other. The same feeling that we had both had before was repeated, making us know that we needed each other.

After a while, he began to move his bottom in a circular way, and so I began the expected ride home. I repeated what he had done to me – pulling out nearly completely, and then pushing in until there was no room left. We tried other positions, but returned to looking at each other in the eyes as I let him know how much I loved his body. I managed to suck his cock a bit as well, and tried to get him to cum in my mouth again. He knew what I wanted, so as he felt me tense up, he began wanking his cock hard, and turning himself around, I pulled out, swallowing his cock, and allowing him to swallow mine. We came almost simultaneously, and I savoured his third orgasm. His loads were slightly less each time, but the taste was still as great.

Totally spent, we kissed each other, and fell asleep in each other’s arms. When we woke up, we took a shower together, without any sexual needs, realising that we were happy just being together, especially when we were naked.

I then had to go home, but had recorded his address and phone number in my mobile phone. We agreed to do this every Saturday, and that we would phone each other during the week. Unfortunately, my phone was stolen from me the next Thursday, and I lost all the information. I therefore have had no contact with him, and feel as if I have lost the best thing that has happened to me since I came here to Peru.

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