I Have So Many Good Memories, Here A Few To Share With You

I will confess that as a kid in school I traded oral sex with a school employee. His name was Ramon and he was a kisser and hugger and liked to have his cock kissed and played with. He played with my cock, and kissed it and he helped me achieve my first wet orgasm.

Maybe because it was Ramon that I have had a fixation of Latin men. Gruff men, with a desire to kiss me, men who liked to have their cocks played with and kissed, men who liked to spend time together. Long truck trips, in the back of a moving van, in the equipment closet.

I had a job working for a bookkeeping firm and the closest restaurant was El Pueblito. I went there for lunch and I made friend with Carlos, the lunch shift supervisor. He loved for me to kiss and play with his cock, and sometimes he wanted to get it in me. I learned from him how to get in position, and let him work me from behind. It was extremely satisfying and I was disappointed if that's not how the lunchtime sex went with him.

I am much older now and I have a friend Simon, he's a retired County Sheriff and he likes having his cock sucked. I always want to please him, show him he is the focus of my attention. For me a job well done is when I extract his nectar but if he is in the mood, which he sometimes is, I am happy to let him work me over. I still enjoy it. Every kiss, being held closely, his smell and his sweat, his breath on me, when he pushes against me and I open up for him. It's the anticipation, the build up. And the time spent afterwards.

All I can say is that it's been fifty years since Ramon first kissed me, and I still think of Ramon daily.