Squeeze His Dick, Taste My Gay Feet

I've got this fuck buddy, Jim, who is really muscular. I love it when he holds two big bulging burritos in his hands that are dripping hot sauce. I'll lie naked upon the kitchen table as he squeezes the burritos over my chest, letting the hot sauce drip all over my pectorals as he makes his way down to my cock. The hot sauce drips so slowly as I watch Jim's big juicy cock grow stiff. By the time he is dripping the hot sauce on my feet I am a mess and am always begging to have his dick in my mouth, feel it in my hands as I squeeze it like he does the burritos.

I'm a Cock-Sucking Burrito Monster

I had waited too long, walked too far and my cock was way too hard not to get a taste of Rich's feet. Soon I had reached them and I picked up the burrito and SQUEEZED all of its contents out onto the top of Rich's left foot. "Hey! That shit is HOT!" Rich said, but I didn't listen. I began to rub my cheek against his foot, feeling the wet, messy ground beef, tomatoes, lettuce and refried beans smear my face. I took Rich's toes into my mouth, nibbling them; chewing upon them; kissing the surface of his left foot's tender skin and tasting the salt of the sea; the salt of his flesh; the zesty hot spices of the huge, delicious burrrito intoxicated me as the cool water surrounding my lower body made me feel as if I was dying the death of a mermaid who had overdosed on sweet seaweed.

I looked up at Rich. My eyes were wild with hunger for food and lust for his cock. My face was covered in burrito gunk; sour cream smeared my eyebrows. Strands of melted cheese hung from my lips as I held his foot in my hand and ordered him to remove his swimming trunks. "Let me see your cock!" I shouted as the waves roared. "Put the burrito down and show me your cock, Rich, so I can suck it!" I almost expected some initial resistance from Rich because I knew how much he loved the burrito but I was delighted to see him begin smearing the burrito all over his chest with one hand while we peeled off his trunks with the other. We were on the same level now. The ocean had possessed us; the burritos had taken over our nuts; our testicles screamed for cock as our stomach screamed for each other's semen.

Gorgeous Naked "Hot Sauce Heads"!

The "Hot Sauce Heads" are back in town. People everywhere are seeing hot, gorgeous men walking mindlessly about the streets. They are naked and carrying in their hands burritos that have toes inside them! These men started out innocently dabbling in foot and Mexican food fetish then found themselves in way over their heads. The only thing that can get them off the streets is your big dick being driven deep inside their asses. Are you game? Are you ready to be a hero and save your city?

Never Joke With The Ones You Love

Luckily there wasn't near as long of a line at the south side burrito stand. It took us two hours to walk to it so it was now well past lunch time for most of the beach bums. Rich's eyes grew as wild as a hoot owl's when the Mexican guy handed him his huge authentic Mexican burrito. Rich had to hold it with both hands as he exclaimed, "Whoa! This thing might really be as big as my foot! I thought you were joking !" "I never joke with the ones I love," I said, "let's go over here by these rocks and see how big all this stuff really is." I pointed to a gathering of large rocks that were along the shoreline nearby. I knew from many experiences that there was a nice open space between a few of them where we could eat our burritos and not be seen by anyone.

I led Rich to a little clearing near a pool of fresh, clean water. The ocean nearby roared and waves crashed against the wet, cool rocks surrounding us as I urged Rich to take a seat on a flat rock surface and I began to pull the burrito from the north side out of my trunks. I then stepped into the pool of water up to my waist. My face was level with Rich's beautiful bare feet as I held both the north side burrito and the south side burrito beside one another, showing Rich the vast difference in size. "See? I told you that these were much longer here down south. Rich was struggling to shove his own huge burrito into his mouth and he looked at me, his face once again covered in sour cream and hot sauce, "Yeah, you're right!" he said with his mouth full, "they really know how to make them on this side of the beach!"

"Now let's see if this one is as big as your foot," I said as I laid the burrito along the top of Rich's left foot, noticing in satisfaction that about an inch of it hovered past his toes. That is the inch of burrito that I began to gnaw on, ferociously chewing on the soft tortilla shell and feeling the ingredients burst into my waiting mouth. I knew the quicker I ate the sooner I would be at Rich's toes and be nibbling on them.

Hunger for Gay Feet, Lust for Man Flesh

Mixing gay foot fetish with Mexican food is a fun way to add "spice" to you and your buddy's sex life. But sometimes it can go too far and your buddy may actually start believing that your feet are burritos and that your toes are really beans. This can sometimes make you feel like you are being used and that your buddy's hunger is more important than the attraction he feels for you, personally. There are many mysteries regarding the relationship between a man's hunger for food and his lust for the flesh; and when mixing food and foot fetishes, sometimes the lines become confusing and very blurred.