I was in a video arcade-type of place in a major city in Spain once a few years back. It was a Saturday late afternoon. There was a hot Spanish guy that was making out with me and sucking me, and I had my hand down the back of his pants playing with his hole for a good 15 mins. or so. There were other guys around grabbing a feel, and rubbing, but I was determined that this guy was going to take my cock. The area we were in would qualify as a dark room anywhere, and it was steam and thick with the scent of sex.
After he stood up from about his 3rd time on his knees with me feeding him my cock, his smooth chest was slick with sweat; I wiped my hand across his chest, stuck my tongue in his mouth and used 2 sweaty fingers to work his hole some more. As I unbuttoned/unzipped his jeans and slid them down, I told him (in Spanish, of course) that I was going to fuck him. He asked if I had a condom. Of course I did. I pulled it out and showed it to him. One hand roughly massaging his smooth ass, my other hand stroking my cock and holding the still-wrapped condom, and my tongue dueling with his, I turned him around and pressed him up against the painted brick wall. The condom wrapper was now open, but safely back in the pocket of my jeans. There was no going back now. 🙂
I rubbed my throbbing cock against his ass, I fingered his hole again, just to be sure I was on target. I braced my left forearm against his shoulders, holding him to the wall, and again, he asked if I had the condom. I simply said, "Sí". I lined up, and pushed in. His hole was as slick and smooth as his sweat-covered chest, and he struggled a bit, pulled his hips forward, but there was only so far he could go, as I had positioned him leaning up against the wall. I didn't push in hard and fast; I wanted him (and me) to enjoy this fuck. In and out I slid, after he loosened up a bit. And he would gasp for air, and moan, and he called me daddy and said to fuck him in Spanish. I told him to tell me how good it felt, and he did. Then I told him I was going to cum, and since I had a condom, I was just going to cum while inside of him. His answer was muffled as my forearm across his shoulders held him against the wall. I leaned in and grunted in his ear that he was going to love having my cum inside of him, and it didn't seem to faze him. There were a pair of guys fucking next to us, and several making out nearby, lots of sweat and testosterone. Finally I couldn't hold back, and I came, shooting 5, 6 times, while another hot Spanish guy rubbed my hairy gringo chest. I kept thrusting inside of this hot Spanish ass while I stayed hard, another 2 mins. maybe. I told him how hot his ass was, and how he had milked me good. Then I turned him around and (of course) pinned him against the wall again while I explored his mouth one last time and fingered his wet, cum-slicked hole. As soon as he would touch a finger to his ass, he would know that no condom was used, and then I bet he would remember what I said in his ear, so I zipped up and walked out, knees wobbling and sweat soaking through my shirt.
I had been tempted to slip my card with my local number in his pants pocket, but I didn't. Never saw him again, but I still remember the plaid pattern of his button down shirt and the look and feel of his sweaty, smooth chest.
