A fine young man, I fear I may have pushed too far

I changed car wash because my old one was blocked by construction. My new car wash was further away but I could get to it easier. The first time I went there they had an upgrade for an interior detail so I took it. It took a long time, every time I went to check the Mexican boy was hard at it. I decided to tip him a five, no a ten, for his effort.

His name is Victor, from Oaxaca. He was very grateful for the tip. His smile was genuine. From then on I asked for Victor and made sure I had a ten handy for a tip. Victor was always Johnny on the spot. Why that Saturday afternoon was different I will never know. I went to see his progress, as always he was doing a thorough job.

When he looked at me it came out, straight out. In my tourist Spanish I told him I wanted to suck his cock. I knew the words, hell how many had I sucked down there? Dozens. I knew, I had seen those eyes before. Victor was stunned, I patted his hand, and speaking English I told him I wanted to kiss him. If he had time, we could meet at Olympia on Garden Drive, at seven? Olympia is a gay bar.

I sucked his cock for an hour, kissed him for an hour, took him under me and went for his soul. That night was a night to remember.

I never saw Victor again, he quit and nobody knew where he went. The service was slow and lousy, no one offered to do my car. I went back to my old car wash in spite the construction.

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