I was reluctant to even talk to this self described βBlatinoβ guy when I first saw him along Century Blvd. in LA.
I wrongly βjudged a book by its coverβ and this man defines that misjudgment, solely because of his outward appearance which telegraphed an unknown βdangerβ to me. What I found, however, was an intelligent, articulate man whose life is simply framed within the realities of his upbringing and circumstances.
For him, gang life provides a structure and family that he otherwise didn't have. He was looking to find a parallel path within this family in making himself a legit career in music.
When he shed his pants, this dude was *ready*; half hard before my even touching him; a beautiful brown penis with a pink dickhead that demanded attention.
He had this thrusting motion with my head in his hands that just defines 'straight dude getting some head'.
Despite his menacing appearance, he asserted this sort of gentle control throughout and finally blew his load all over my face.