HOT LATIN PROSTITUE
Damn AIDS
was giving me night sweats, so I got up, took a shower, and went for a stroll
in the park. I figured it might be
deserted since it was a weeknight.
To my surprise a hot Latino Twink I'd
seen tricking downtown was there in his short jogging shorts. I'd often wondered what male
prostitutes did for recreation, and the answer is what they do best.
I had no doubt the Kid was looking for
action, along with whatever scratch he could finesse, though he got nothing
from me other than a couple of POZ Loads
and possibly a new STD.
It was about 1 A.M. and there were just
the two of us there. He pursued me
into a copse. I stopped just out
of sight of the drive so I could keep an eye out for the cops.
After the usual touchy-feely and a few
minutes of sucking, he turned and
bent over. With his little
brown Pussy almost touching my Dick Head, it was as blatant an invitation as
I've ever received.
He took a hit of his Poppers, and I
slid my Cock up his Cunt—one teensy push and I was in up to the Balls. Remember how this Kid earned a
living, so to begin with he was pretty stretched out. Bottom line was I ended up breeding his slack little Shitter
while he zonked-out on Poppers.
Before I left I let him spooge down my
throat. He had been so sweet and
accommodating and the price had been right—so I invited him over to my place to
spend the night. He declined,
saying he had to get home or his Pimp might accuse him of cheating.
As he walked off into the shadows, I
had second thoughts about withholding my Status, but concluded that, in his
professional life, he'd taken as many POZ
Loads as I had in my amateur one.
Besides, I figured he might prefer not to know. Be bad for business if word got out
he'd been bred.