1. Flamenco Beach - Part 4


    Date: 2/13/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Voyeur, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    for a guy of his age when it came to sex. He sure knew how to make a good thing last, and to savor the moment. Experience had given him lots self-control, but that day, time was of the essence. As for him, he didn’t really seem to mind if I rushed every once in a while since I was mostly passive. By that afternoon, after Alfonso had left, all the critical tasks for the week had been completed. Mr. Ramirez, the project manager, had left for the main island the day before, and things in the project ended the week quietly. I liked the fact that during the afternoon, business was slow. It gave me the opportunity to double-check on design specifications and finish some delayed reports. But what made me really happy was thinking about the next day when Alfonso would I would see him again and spend the day with him. I imagined that by then, we would be as horny as rabbits. I was really looking forward to that. That afternoon, after I thought everyone had left, I was finishing my last notes on my last pending report at the makeshift project office when Canelo, one of the young labors, opened up the door and squeezed his head through the opening. "Hi, can I come in?" Canelo asked smiling, but a bit hesitant. "Sure, come in" I replied as I hand-printed my last word on the document and closed the folder. "You're lucky I’m still here. I'm done and about to leave. So tell me, what can I help you with?" Canelo was the nephew of one of Alfonso's cousins. He had started as a labor about a ...
    month before thanks to Alfonso, who had spoken in his behalf to get him a job. As Canelo’s bulky self stepped into the office, I immediately remembered that Alfonso had told me earlier that week that Friday would be Canelo’s last day at the project. He had decided to move to New Jersey and re-settle there with another aunt. Canelo was about my age, probably younger; and while he was about my height and skin color, he packed some extra padding that made him definitely bigger and heavier than me. To my understanding, he never finished high school, but he did seem to have good manners, a nice smile and he always carried himself around like a cool guy. Like the rest of Alfonso's f****y, he had that resemblance in the eyes. Canelo, despite his thin whiskers, he actually had a baby face and for what I had seen already in town, he was quite popular among the local girls. "Oh, good" he said, somehow realizing about his perfect timing. "I just wanted to have a small conversation with you" Puzzled, I smiled. "Really? What about?" "Well, I just wanted to stop by before leaving today to say goodbye and wish you good luck with your career” Canelo said with his handsome smile. “I think it is pretty cool what you do and I hope to one day get my life into a career as well” His well-wishes took me by surprise since we never had much of a conversation. We rarely exchanged words other than saying “Good morning” in the morning or “Pour more concrete on that corner”. “Oh!… my… thank you, Canelo… ...
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