Latino Boy

by Anonymous

I was driving down 7th street one afternoon, and I seen this latino boy who
looked like he was maybe 18 years old. I had to turn around and drive past
him again. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a muscle shirt underneath,
and a pair of black basketball shorts. You could see his boxers too. I
think that's such a turn on. He was about 5'9, and like 130 lbs. With black
eyes and black hair combed back. He caught me looking at him as I drove by,
and he said what's up in one of those bobbing

of the head ways. After he
did that, I had to pull into the gas station and wait for him. He walked up
slowly, and came to my window. I asked him, "What's up?" He said, "Sup, I'm
just chillin', do I know you?" I said, "No, but I'm out just driving around
with nothing to do, wanna hang out?" He just looked at me for a second, and
asked, "Are you a fag or something? I just got done leaving my girls house,
and I am on my way home." I told him that was cool.

I then asked him how old he was, and he told me he had just turned 18 last
weekend. So, I asked him, "So, how old is your girlfriend?" He told me she
was 18. I asked him if they do stuff, or party or anything. He told me, "Na
man, she is kinda boring, she doesn't ever wanna fuck or anything, that's
why I got some other bitches

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