I was sitting in a cigar bar one evening relaxing when a Hispanic guy in his 30s came in. I was sitting by myself and he was looking for a place to sit but there were no empty seats. He came over to me and asked if he could sit down at my table since every other table was full. I motioned for him to have a seat. He introduced himself as Carlos. I introduced myself and smiled as he sat across from me. He was wearing a wedding ring, and from his short sleeve shirt I admired his hairy dark forearms I figured he was a pretty hairy guy. I looked into his deep brown eyes and made small talk about baseball, and said he was lucky that his wife let him stay out this late. He shrugged his shoulders and said he could stay out as late as he wanted because his wife and him had a fight last week and he had been sleeping at a motel. I told him I was sorry to hear it, but he said it was OK. I said he must get horny by himself.. He said it was him and five fingered Mary and made a jerking motion with his hand I said it was too bad he hadn't met anyone to play with, and he said it was OK. He asked if I had a lot of sex. I said I did when I found a friend who wanted to have sex. Carlos nodded his head and said you have to be lucky. I smiled at him and said it wasn't luck, I just enjoyed whoever I was with. I said I'm sure a lot of people would find him attractive. He said he didn't think so. I told him to not be modest. He laughed and asked what people would find attractive about him. I said he had beautiful brown eyes, and his dark skin was sexy and judging from his arms, he was a hairy guy. I said a lot of people would find him sexy. He laughed again and said I was right about him being hairy, but no one was lining up to have sex with him. I asked how particular he was about who he had sex with. Carlos said he was so horny, he'd have sex with anyone who showed an interest in him.
I finished my cigar and said it was getting late and I should get going. He asked if I could drop him off at his motel. He got in my car and I noticed the bulge in his tight pants. We drove to his motel, and he said he had a date with five fingered Mary. He invited me in for a beer, so I followed him into his room and sat on the bed. He got me a beer and we talked some more. He took his shirt off and showed off his hairy chest. I told him I always wanted to be hairy like him, but nature made me smooth. He said he loved smooth skin and asked if he could see. I was hesitant to take off my shirt because I'm a bit chubby, but I took it off. He said I had a really nice chest, and that it was smooth like a woman's, and asked if he could feel it. I lay back and said he could, and shivered as he ran his warm hands along my smooth chest. He lay beside me feeling my chest and I ran my fingertips through his hairy chest. He said it felt good and got on top of me and sucked my tits. I moaned as he sucked my tits. He said he liked my tits. It was like being with a woman. I told him not to stop because I liked it.
He got on top of me and tongue kissed me as he rubbed his hairy chest against mine. I licked his hairy pits and he smiled and asked if I found him sexy. I told him I did and he kissed me again. He asked if I thought he was sexy enough to have sex with him. I told him I'd love to have sex with him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me through his pants. I told him I'd love to have sex with him. He rolled off me and unzipped my pants and pulled them off with my underwear. I lay there as he played with my cock. He stood up and took off his pants and breifs, exposing his hairy legs and thick dark bush. I pulled back the foreskin on his big thick cock. I took his big thick cock in my mouth and moved up and down his long dark shaft as he moaned in pleasure. I ran my hands along his hairy legs as I sucked him, breathing in the scent of his sweaty crotch. I moved between his legs and sucked his big hairy balls one at a time.
Carlos had me lay down on the bed and got between my legs. He pulled my legs up on my chest and pressed his big cock against my hole. I felt his throbbing cock slide inside me. I moaned as I felt his thick bush brush against the back of my legs. He said it was a long time since he was inside another man. I moaned and told him I loved him inside me. He said he liked fucking me more than fucking his wife. I told him I loved his bare cock inside me. He said it was the only way to fuck. Carlos tongue kissed me as he kept thrusting his big cock in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his as he pounded me and sucked my tits. As he fucked me I shot my load on my stomach. He pounded me harder and I felt his cock thickening inside me. He groaned and I felt his cum shooting inside me.
As his cock got soft, he pulled it out of me and lay beside me. He thanked me and said he loved fucking me. I told him he was hot and loved him fucking me. He said if I wanted to stay, he would love to fuck me again. I told him I'd stay as long as he wanted. I sucked his cock clean. Carlos asked me to lick his ass so I parted his hairy cheeks and licked his hole and slid my tongue in and out of his hole.
Carlos lay behind me and I felt him slide his cock in my ass from behind. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck as he slid his cock in and out of my hole. I loved feeling his hairy body against my back as he rhythmically slid his cock in and out of me. He whispered in my ear asking if I wanted to be his new girlfriend. I whispered that he could be inside me anytime he wanted. I moaned loudly as I felt his big cock sliding over my prostate. He moaned over and over and shot his load deep inside me. We fell asleep next to each other.
The next morning, Carlos led me to the bathroom and we got in the shower. He soaped me up and slid his cock in my ass. I leaned against the shower wall as he slid his big cock in and out of me. I moaned as i heard the slapping sound of his wet bush against my ass. He fucked me hard and fast, and I felt his cum shooting deep inside me. I stayed with him until Sunday night and enjoyed him inside me over and over. When I stopped by his motel Monday after work, he was gone. I never saw him again, but kept going back to the cigar bar where I met him hoping he might show up.