First time with a Moor.

Look, without looking for it... but it has arisen, here in my neighborhood, where I live with my friend, lover... I don't know how to call him, there are quite a few guys from Morocco and Africans in general and the truth is that every time I see them, I don't know why, but it excites me a lot to see them and know that they are going to treat you badly and use you like an animal and I like that.

Well, there is one, already older, one of those who wear these long suits and have a beard, that during a few days that we have crossed paths, I look at him and he looks at me, and I keep walking and then turn around and he also turns... Until the other day around 7 in the evening, almost night, my lover was playing cards at the community center and I go out to buy some fruit and I crossed paths with him again, he already smiles at me and I walk past him, then I turn around, and he gestures for me to follow him. So, there's that moment when you think you're crazy but you turn around and follow him. He goes into the building and leaves the door open for me. My heart racing, I enter, he's waiting for me, we go up, me behind him, a third floor without an elevator, he opens the door and goes in, and so do I, he asks me, do you want cock?

And I say yes, I get on my knees, I go under his suit and start sucking, he's not wearing anything underneath... it's flaccid and a bit dirty but I quickly make it hard, he grabs my head and starts fucking my mouth while I hear him moan, I let him do what he wants. At that moment, I am his.

He takes it out of my mouth, removes the suit, and takes me to the bedroom, throws me on the bed, puts me on all fours, pulls down my sweatpants and underwear, and puts the tip of his cock on my ass, I close my eyes and cling to the sheet.

He forcefully penetrates me, it's big and I bite the sheet to muffle the noise, he starts pumping while grabbing me by the hips, rhythmically moaning, he asks me, inside? I don't say anything, he asks me again, inside? I don't answer. Suddenly he stops, and I feel him thrust deep inside, he's cumming, feeling his cock shooting semen inside me, he gives me a little spank and says done. I get up, clean him with my mouth while looking into his eyes, I thank him, pull up my pants, and tell him I'm leaving, he opens the door and I quickly go down the stairs.

I don't even buy the fruit, I go straight home, I'm on edge, super turned on, nervous, as soon as Iñaki arrives, I wait for him naked and tell him I missed him and I want him to fuck me, I kiss him and lead him to bed... He fucks me hard like always, knowing I'm hot, no foreplay, he enters smoothly, I hold onto his legs so he can go deeper, his climax, unknowingly merging with the Moroccan's, puts out my fire and calms me down, I close my eyes. I am happy.