Jimmy Bone’s rugged Puerto Rican features seemed chiseled from the island’s sun-kissed stones as he gazed at the twinkling eyes of Latino cutie, Carlos. The country boy’s rough hands cradled a porn magazine, his gaze fixed on the explicit photos of gay men in lustful abandon.
Carlos, with a mop of jet-black hair and a body honed by dancing salsa nights away, sidled up to Jimmy, his eyes locked on the cocky straight guy’s dick. He reached out a hand, his fingers brushing against the fabric of Jimmy’s jeans, as if drawn to the pulsing life within.
Jimmy felt a jolt run through his body as Carlos’ fingers grazed his crotch, and before he could react, those pouty lips were wrapped around the head of his cock. The heat was intense, the sensation unlike anything Jimmy had ever experienced. He groaned, his hips jerking forward involuntarily, as Carlos sucked him into a frenzy of oral sex.
“Ah, fuck, Carlos!” Jimmy bellowed, his country drawl thick with desire. “That’s some kinky Puerto Rican magic you’re wielding!”
Carlos smiled, his eyes glinting like the golden Puerto Rican sun on a clear day, and took Jimmy’s cock deeper down his throat. The suction was intense, drawing out moans and pleas for more from the straight guy’s lips.
As they rocked together in a sweaty tangle of desire, Jimmy knew he’d never look at gay porn the same way again – especially not with Carlos’ talented mouth wrapped around his dick. And as their bodies climaxed in unison, Jimmy realized that sometimes it takes a kinky Latino twink to suck a straight country guy into a world of raw, explicit passion.
