His gaze was electric and piercing, as though he had undressed him in that instant. Raul was Afro-Colombian and, originally from Cartagena, the twenty-seven year-old exemplified the masculine beauty of that city: tall and athletic with the darkest smoothest complexion of black that Harry had ever seen. Gay sex Long thin fingers explored between his cheek and discovered his hole. Raul swiftly slid his business card into the parchment paper, beneath Harry’s arepa.* * * * *That night, Harry was more than ready to get it on with Raul. Harry nearly swooned but managed to smile back. Harry savored the Black Colombian’s weight and heat on top of him; savored the heavy huff of his breath against his ear. Harry gasped as his ass-cheeks were roughly spread and invaded by Raul’s face. He reached up and guided Raul into a kiss; a kiss eagerly accepted. Those beautiful brown eyes roamed up and down Harry’s body then Raul licked his luscious lips. His gaze was electric and piercing, as though he had undressed him in that instant. The horse-hung ebony phallus pulsed rapid and powerful within him. Harry relished every inch as the ebony monster burrowed deeper and filled his ass, until finally, Raul’s pubes and balls nestled against his ass.
