first time

I grew up in a very conservative community in Central California where the majority of the people were latino, but there weren't any hardcore cholos. Always knowing that I was gay, wasn't too much of a problem, as long as I wasn't seen as feminine, which wasn't a problem for me. I knew I liked guys, but I kept it hidden. My senior year in high school, my dad passed away so my mom and I had to move to L.A. to live with my grandparents. I figured since I'd be going away to college in less than a year, I could handle living in the "hood."

This was a whole new world for me. I had visited many times, but we never stayed in the area, usually went to all the touristy places and I had never stayed more than a week. This was very different. Cholos, low riders, gangs, all exciting, but scary. I didn't know how I'd handle it, but I had to. During school, it was okay, I got a few stares, but I expected that, since I was the new guy.

Anyway, walking home the first day, some cholos in a low rider started following me. At first I didnt think too much of it, but then they called me, "Hey! You're new, right?"

"Yeah," I answered, as I turned and saw the finest homeboy I had ever seen. He had light skin, green eyes, and his black hair was buzzed on the sides and slicked back on top. He was wearing a wife beater and had a load of muscles. I was turned on, but didn't want to show it.

"Where you staying?" he asked.

"Just a couple blocks away," I quickly replied.

"Wanna ride?"

"Nah, I'm cool, but thanks."

"I'm not asking. Get in the car. Let's go," he said as he opened the door and he and the two guys in the back got out.

I thought about running but knew if I did, they'd just find me the following day, or the next. So I got in.

We drove around for a while, and being new to the area, I wasn't really sure where we were heading. We took a lot of neighborhood streets and I tried to keep the names in my mind, but we kept driving for what seemed an eterenity.

We drove in silence for about 15 minutes. Finally the driver spoke, "What's your name?"

"Javier."

"You gay?"

"Hell, no!"

"Too bad. You see, my homie here was checking you out."

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you Carlos's cousin? He told us you would be moving into the neighborhood. You see, Carlos was a really good friend of ours before he went into the Army."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My cousin Carlos was 3 years older than me. He was the butchest cholo I had ever seen. I fantasized about him for years, but figured he was straight. I mean, sometimes I thought he gave me a look, but he always had a girlfriend. And then he enlisted. We had never talked about being gay, but I guess he knew.

They pulled over and asked me if I wanted to get out. I hesitated so they asked me again, "You gay?"

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"You guess?"

"I am."

"Cool. You wanna kick it with us?"

"Sure." This was like a dream come true. These four dudes were all fine. The passenger in the front seat was the finest, true perfection, but hell, they were all good.

We drove to Tony's apartment. He stayed with his mom, but she was at work. When we walked into the place, Tony, a short guy with a hot compact little body told me to make myself at home. Lalo, my dream, went to the kitchen and came back with some beer for us all. We all sat down and Tony put on a porn. They explained that they all had girlfriends before, but enjoyed spending time with a guy, getting sucked, kissing, fucking ass. They all had to keep it on the DL.

After about 5 minutes, Angel and Manuel (the driver) started making out. Watching these two go at it got me hard right away. Angel is about 6' tall, trim, shaved bald, nice goatee, pecs and abs I would love to lick for days. Manuel is taller and bigger. He's the kinda guy you want to have your back (and your butt) in a dark alley. He has tats all over and a couple scars on his face that only make him sexier.

Before I knew it, Tony had left the room and I was left with Lalo. He smiled at me and leaned over. I felt electricity as he kissed me gently. To see this fine cholo coming at me, my first reaction was to defend myself, but his kiss was the most gentle I had ever felt. His lips were soft and wet. He put one hand behind my head as he continued to kiss me. Slowly, he got to my ears, kissing them and softly blowing into them. He gave me chills all over. I reached up and put my arms around him, pulling him closer. He stradled me and then we really started making out. At this point, Angel and Manuel left to the bedroom.

Lalo pulled off his shirt and then my shirt. He started sucking on my nipples. Again, chills everywhere. He leaned me back and got on top of me. He kissed my stomach and slowly lowered his mouth to my waist. My cock was rock hard and trying to bust out of my jeans. He felt me through the pants and said, "Looks like you might need some help here." He popped the button and zipped down the zipper. My dick was at complete attention. Not one to brag, but I had never had any complaints about size. Granted, I'd only been with 3 guys, but they all were older and very pleased. Lalo seemed happy too. He started licking, kissing, and sucking on my dick. He asked me if he could fuck me. I had never done that, but hell, he was fine and I wanted him to be the first.

He stood up and took off his shoes, socks, and pants. He was standing in front of me in his boxers, with his HUGE dick sticking out of the fly. I couldn't believe my eyes. This was a porn star dick. There was no way that I could handle that. I think he could see the fear in my eyes and he said, "That's ok, Javi. I'll be very gentle. It won't hurt...much. I promise." Seeing this cholo comfort me was too much. 'Is this what love feels like?' I thought to myself. All I knew was that he was going to be my first.

He got back on top of me to make out. He was laying between my open legs. He kissed me for a long ass time. I rolled him over so I could be on top. I lowered myself until I was head to head with his cock. OH MY GOD! I thought. How will I take that? I started sucking him. I couldn't even fit half of it into my mouth. He didn't complain at all. In fact, his moaning, and the way he held my head, told me that he was really enjoying it. He turned around so now we were in position to 69. I expected him to take my dick in his mouth, but instead, his tonuge found my asshole. I hadn't ever been eaten out, but it was heaven. He slowly stuck one finger, then two into me while I continued to suck on him.

He rolled me back over. Put my legs over his shoulders and continued to eat my ass. He'd also stick a couple fingers in while he was doing this. It was the best my body had ever felt. He raised himself up so that he could kiss me, but he kept my legs over his shoulders. He reached for some lotion and rubbed it in and around my hole. He then put some on his cock. His cock head found my opening. He continued to kiss me while he just let me get used to the feeling as he slowly pushed his way in. It hurt a little, and then a little more, and then a lot. He kept telling me to relax. Damn! I was trying, but he was HUGE!

After about 10 minutes, he had inched his way all the way in. He stayed there for a couple minutes, just kissing me. He started to pull out slowly. I could feel new sensations that I was starting to enjoy, so I reached around and pulled him back into me. He smiled and kissed me. He started to fuck me slowly. It was perfect.

After about 15 minutes of fucking me slowly, he began to pick up speed. He jammed into me for another 10 minutes. I told him that I could feel like I was gonna cum. Shit, I hadn't even touched myself. It was just from him fucking me. He told me not to cum yet. He said he'd get close and he wanted us to cum together. I told him, "You better hurry, Lalo. I'm really close."

He lifted himself and held my legs open as he fucked me hard and fast, with short strokes. "Shoot, baby!" he whispered. As I felt myself close, I could feel him cumming inside me, which sent me over the edge. I could feel the tremors in his cock. I began to shoot. My cum landed all over my chest and neck. After he finished, he lowered himself onto me. Our cum between our sweaty bodies, and his cock still in my ass.

That was four years ago. We "dated" for the next year, but I moved away to college. I still go back and visit the family. And every time I do, Lalo visits me.