Releasing the Beast : Part 3

(Part 1 from 3. Fiction.)

 Day Three

I slowly come out of my slumber and see Diego’s dreamy brown eyes peering into mine. “Good morning, amigo” he says in his soft, suave latin accent. His arms are still wrapped around me in a snug embrace. His hands are caressing my lower back. I can feel our body heat, combining to keep us warm. His lips look just as soft and kissable as they were when we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

“Good morning, Papi.” He leans in and gives me a kiss. I close my eyes, taste his soft lips, and feel his warm breath on my top lip. I run my hand along the side of his face, grab the top of his ear, and pull his face deeper into mine. We both let out a soft moan while our lips are locked. Taking a deep breath I can smell all the hot, steamy sex that we had last night – the dried cum smeared over our chests, mixed with body sweat that has dried and turned into a warm musk. I pull away briefly to ask, “Do you have to go to the pool today?”

“I’m supposed to, but I think I’ll just take a couple of personal days.”

“Are you sure you shouldn’t go in today? I know how important your business is to you.” Diego reassures me, saying, “I’m sure. Being with you the last two days has made me realize I need to take a break occasionally and just enjoy life.”

“Okay. What did you want to do today, then?” Looking up to the ceiling for a moment to think, he says, “How about a road trip?”

“Sounds great… a road trip with my new friend to enjoy life. But where?”

“Hmmm…How about Orlando?”

“Let me guess, you wanna go to Disney World and see Mickey?”

Diego chuckles at my joke and says “No. One of my employees told me about a spa in Orlando that I might wanna try out. You wanna do that?”

“Sure, I’ve never had a professional massage… what else do you wanna do in Orlando?”

“Eh, I guess we’ll just play the rest by ear.”

“Okay, but let’s get breakfast first, I’m starving. How about some room service?”

“Breakfast in bed? That sounds great amigo,” he says, running his fingers over my black cock. I reply, “I was in the mood for some French toast, but I see you want some of the cake that was left over from last night.” With a grin turning up on my face, I continue, “How about a little bit of both?”

“Mmmm, sounds yummy.”

With that request, I push the sheets off of my body, and a cool breeze of air carrying the scent of last night’s ‘cake’ rushes into my face and fills my nose. I get up and walk over to the nightstand, still naked, and my cock swinging from side to side in its semi-hard state. My chest starts to slightly shiver, now exposed to the cool air of my hotel room. I dial the front desk and request that two plates of French toast be sent up to my room and added to my tab.

Meanwhile, Diego gets out of the bed to stretch and flex his toned muscles. As his toned muscles ripple, I lick my lips just waiting to sink my teeth into him. He walks to the bathroom, located behind the door to the hallway. He grabs a clean washcloth and wets it with warm water. With a firm grip he wrings the washcloth until it is a little damp and scrubs the dried cum off of his body. I follow him into the bathroom and do the same. I grab my silky red robe and put it on.

Staring in marvel at Diego’s body I reach out, pull him closer, and start nibbling on his neck. He responds by fondling my cock through my robe. I start to punctuate the gentle bites of my teeth with wet strokes of my tongue. I bite his neck a little harder as he strokes my cock even harder. My muffled moaning gets louder and his breathing starts to build. It all comes to a screeching halt when we hear a knock at the door.

I answer the door in my bath robe; it’s room service with our French toast. Each plate includes two slices of cinnamon-buttered toast lightly browned to perfection, a small branch of red grapes, a carton of orange juice, and self-serve cups of butter and maple syrup. As the waiter proceeds to bring the tray of food into the room I stop him, insisting, “Oh, I’ll take that, sir.” I balance the tray on one hand, thank the waiter, and close the door.

With the bathroom door wide open, Diego chuckles, “That was a close one.”


“Whoo! Too close for comfort. Let’s eat.”
As we eat our breakfast at the table, Diego is still stark naked as he did not bring a change of clothes. He takes a branch of grapes off of my plate and dangles it in front of my face. I play along and reach for the grapes with my tongue. After I eat a few, Diego pulls a grape off and holds it in between his index and middle finger. He pushes it toward my mouth and I stick my tongue out to swirl it around the fruit. After I swallow the fruit Diego slips his finger in my mouth and I playfully roll my tongue around it.

A few moments later Diego pours his whole cup of syrup onto his toast and takes a bite. A drop of syrup rolls down his chin and drizzles onto his chest. He says, “Ooops” and reaches for a napkin. I interject, “Let me get that.” I lean in and stick my tongue out to lick some of the syrup off of his chin. Lapping the sticky topping off of his smooth skin does more than satisfy my sweet tooth. He pulls my face towards his so he can get a taste.

I pull away from him and bend down to sensually lick up the syrup that has landed on his chest. An electrifying charge of ecstasy runs up my spine as my tongue brushes against Diego’s smooth hairless chest. I get up and say, “Come here”, pointing to the bed. He obeys and has a seat on the edge of the bed. Bending over to give him a deep, lingering kiss I press him down onto the bed and tell him to stay like that.

After I grab my cup of syrup off of the table I let some drizzle onto the left side of his “V”. I move the cup toward his face, drawing a trail of syrup from the edge of his groin to the center of his perfect swimmer’s abs. As I lap up the sticky sweetness off of his “V”, I can feel his cock start to grow – his head is pressing against the side of my face. Reaching with my left hand I tantalize my Latino stud with my fingertips, running them all over the surface of his balls. While I continue to play with his balls my tongue continues its trail upwards across his belly button. Diego takes a quick, deep breath and says, “Oh, amigo, put my dick in your mouth already.”

“Oh no, Papi, I’m gonna make you melt before I lick you dry.”

“I love the way you tease me; it drives me wild!” Using my tongue I gather up the syrup in between the ridges of his defined abs. When I finish lapping up most of the syrup I move up to his face and plant a sweet kiss on his lips. Diego sucks on each of my lips one by one to gather each drop of syrup. Simultaneously I press my body into his, smearing the syrup on his torso all over mine. Rolling my tongue around his mouth, I revel in the cinnamon, butter, and syrup on his breath. Our cocks start to rub against one another and stiffen. Pre-cum is starting to ooze from my head and smear onto his.

I begin to dry hump Diego as the friction between our manhood starts to build. The syrup on our torsos starts to dry and becomes sticky. I move my mouth down to his abs and start to lick up some more syrup before it dries completely. I am almost finished licking up the remaining syrup when Diego takes me by surprise by grabbing my shoulders and flipping me over on my back.

He passionately kisses me and starts to trail down my chest with his lips. His wet tongue rubs along my abs and collects every bit of confection. Swirling his tongue around each area of my abs, Diego cleans my body like an expert. Once he’s finished cleaning me up, he continues to trace his saliva down towards my belly button, then my “V”. My cock starts to ache as the head is starting to press into the bone of his chin. “Mmmm, now for some more cake.”

Diego slips my nine-inch member into his mouth. His soft lips surround my shaft and start to slide down. The wet surface of his tongue runs over my sweet spot again, the underside of my cock. I moan, “You like my chocolate cake?” With my dick muffling his speech he manages to elicit a slight nod and an “Mmmhmm.”

“Well, get ready. I’m gonna have some milk for you in a little bit to wash all of it down! How does that sound, Papi?”

Diego lets my cock slip out of his mouth and says, “I can’t wait for you to give me some of your man milk.” He starts to lap at the underside of my head as if it were a chocolate ice cream cone. His voracious appetite is perfectly indicated by the flood of saliva starting to cover my cock. My body wiggles in delight as my Latin lover takes advantage of my sexual weakness. At the most random moment he abruptly stops, waits a few seconds, and flickers his tongue over the same spot as fast as he can. I grab the nearest pillow and press it into my face, letting out a long moan. Diego even holds my legs down with his forearms in order to keep them from squirming uncontrollably. Once my legs give up their resistance he bobs up and down on my dick until I interject, “I want you to shove my cock in your mouth as deep as it’ll go.”

With that request Diego draws a deep breath and slowly presses down onto my meat. As my dick travels further down his gullet I once again feel the velvety texture of his throat. I can even feel my mushroom head start to pulse against the walls in the back of his mouth. Deep throating me again reignites that spark that we had on the beach two nights ago. Closing my eyes and letting my head sink into the mattress I envision everything about that night – the cool sand, bright stars, and I can almost smell the salty, humid air.

When Diego pauses to come up for air I can feel his saliva flow down the length of my cock. His spit starts to cover my balls and a tiny drop flows into my butt hole. Maintaining his firm grip on the base of my shaft he swings my junk back and forth, letting it gently slap against his cheek. I am in heaven as I hear my wet meat thudding against his face. When I open my eyes again and peer into his, he gently kisses the head.

Diego takes his hands off of my rod and lets it stand at attention on its own. He starts to rub my thighs with his fingertips. With one swift movement, he reaches under my legs and pushes them up until my knees are touching my chest and my feet are sticking straight up into the air. He presses his forearms into the opposite side of each knee, securing my stable position and projecting my butt into the air.

A few moments pass, and then I feel his warm breath on my ass hole. Without any warning Diego starts to ream my hole with his tongue. I lay staring at the ceiling while he goes to town on my fuck hole. Wiggling his wet organ around, he tickles every inch of my orifice. I grip the sheets as hard as I can, trying to hold on during this ride. My lower back starts to ache from being propped up for so long. I ask, “Diego, hold on a sec.” He pulls his face out of my ass and says, “Huh?”

“Let me make myself a little more comfortable.” He gets off of me and allows me to get on all fours. I spread my legs as far as they can go and stick my butt out so my hole is even more inviting. Diego continues to munch away as if he hasn’t eaten a single bite in a whole day. As his face is once again buried in my tight chocolate hole, I wiggle my butt around and around to feel an even more intense friction against the surface of my rim.

Diego playfully nibbles at my hole with his teeth and emits a devilish growl. “Eat my hole, Papi.” With that request he uses his hands to pry my cheeks apart. His tongue starts to thrust in and out of me like a sword. My hole begins to quiver from his oral intrusion. As soon as my hole stops quivering he sticks his tongue in the depths of my hole and wiggles it slowly so he can savor the taste of my ass. By now I am biting the pillow to muffle my grunts. I am actually developing an appetite for cotton because I tend to chew it during such pleasurable occasions. Struggling to catch my breath, I manage to muster another request. “Fuck me now. I want that Latin dick inside of me.” Diego laps at my hole several more times, licking up all of his spit from my rim. He kisses my firm butt cheek and says, “As you wish, amigo.”

I feel his legs brush against mine as he starts to mount me. The head of his cock, wet with pre-cum, rubs along my hole. I take a deep breath and allow my sphincter to ease its way open. As Diego presses his cock into me a rush of relief consumes my body. At first he pushes his full length into me and pauses, feeling the warmth of my insides. After a few seconds, he starts to pump in and out of me.

His dick sliding in and out of my back door is a pleasure that is hard to describe. Each thrust presses his mushroom head into me deeper and deeper, prompting me to grip the sheets with even more passion. The shaft attributes to most of the pleasure, expanding my tight hole and stimulating the walls of my sphincter at the same time.

I start to meet each thrust by pushing my back towards his pelvis. Gripping his cock with my sphincter I feel every inch of his dick fill me up. When Diego’s moderate thrusting develops into a pounding, my cock becomes as rigid as steel. At its maximum length, it starts to rub against the bedspread. More and more pre-cum is oozing out of the head and staining the linen. The longer my cock is being stimulated by the friction against the sheets, the stronger my urges are to crank on my shaft.
Giving in I prop myself up with my left forearm. With my right hand free I reach for my dick and gently stroke my shaft. Diego observes me pleasuring myself and starts to pound faster and harder. I exclaim, “That’s right! Shove your Latin dick in me!!” He further demonstrates his remarkable stamina, plowing into me for some time without losing his speed or effect. As my balls tighten and orgasm approaches, he pulls his dick out of my ass.

“Amigo, I’m gonna cum! Ooohhh!!”
“Shoot it all over my asshole, Papi!”

Pressing my chest into the bed I raise my ass as far as it will go into the air. I can hear Diego’s fist pumping his cock for cum. I feel a spurt of warm cum splash onto my butt cheek, followed by Diego grunting, “Aaaaahhhhh, ooohhh, shit!” Numerous spurts shoot all the way up to my mid-back and the last few land directly on my hole. As the semen starts to roll over my butthole, I am still jacking off and almost ready to explode.

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