Don't get me wrong, this guy was fucking hot! I've always loved Latino guys, probably since growing up on a farm in Nebraska I'd never been around too many of them and they always seemed very exotic to me. This guy was especially hot with all his tattoos, his tough, muscular reddish-orange skin that was covered in vibrant, colorful images of taco tattoos, huge, bulging burritos that exploded at the ends with visions of savory, succulent seasoned beef and ripe, red tomatoes. He just stood there watching me lay the bags of tokens on the table and I thought of how I'd always fantasized at how hot the blood in the cock of a Mexican man must be when it is nice and hard. But this dude's dick was so fucking tiny!

It was erect and no longer than three inches, I swear. Granted, it was thick and gorgeous, quaint and cute in that it belonged to such an otherwise menacing-looking man, but I couldn't imagine it would be satisfying being stuck into someone's asshole. Immediately upon seeing it I lost all sense of nervousness, began to feel as if I was the one in control of the situation. I felt so confident that upon placing my third load of tokens on the table I said to the guy, "So what, are you going to just stand there? There's twenty more bags of tokens outside, so I think you help out a bit, can't you?"

"As you wish, gringo," the man said as he went ahead of me out the door, never minding the fact that he was naked and his tiny cock was exposed for all the neighborhood to see. I noticed a woman out mowing her yard next door. She stopped to watch us as I waved at her, trying to ease her mind. She waved back and continued to watch and something told me she was a bit naughty, herself, and was going to enjoy the little show I now had in my mind to put on.