I stumbled upon Juan in a Puerto Rico porn shop, his ripped abs on the cover of a DVD. My cock twitched as I envisioned him sucking dick in high-definition. A few clicks later and we were at my place, devouring each other’s bodies like starved men.
As soon as our lips parted, I buried my face between his legs. Juan’s balls hung heavy, begging to be sucked, and I obliged. His cock jerked up, aching for attention, and I wrapped my hand around it, feeling the heat of his skin. Pre-cum slickened my palm as I pumped his dick in time with my tongue, drawing out every last drop of precum.
“Fuck, I’m gonna blow,” Juan whispered, his voice hoarse from the blowjob he’d given me earlier.
I released him, and he came undone, spurting a thick load of cum onto my chest. His eyes rolled back as pleasure consumed him, and I couldn’t help but lick the trail of semen that dripped down to my navel.
As we caught our breath, Juan dropped to his knees and wrapped those plump lips around my cock once more. His mouth was a furnace, and I felt myself getting raw and ready for the taking. He sucked with abandon, his fingers pumping my dick in time with his tongue’s relentless assault.
I exploded into his mouth, filling it with cum that he eagerly swallowed. “Mmm, you taste like pure porn,” Juan murmured, his eyes flashing with a raw, unbridled desire.
We collapsed onto the bed, spent but still hungry for each other’s cocks. And as we lay there, I knew this was just the beginning of our Puerto Rican porn fantasy, where every day would be filled with gay lust, raw sex, and cum-soaked abandon.
