I was a freshman in college and got a job as a night clerk at a motel. There was this 30 something Mexican in charge of the coffee shop and he got real friendly with me. One day, in the office behind the front desk he pulled out his cock and asked me if I had ever seen a Mexican dick. He told me I would like it and it was waiting for me. After than whenever he got the chance he would rub my ass or grab his dick in front of me and remind me that his dick was waiting for me. Well the day came when we were iced in during an ice storm and we had to stay at the motel. He came to the room I was in and closed the door and got naked. He told me that my time had come. He took down the covers and laid on the bed and patted the bed and told me to get naked and come lay down beside him. I must have stared at him because he told me to look at his dick that he was going to fuck me and I wasn't going anywhere and his dick was ready. He was rubbing his dick while he talked to me and it got hard and he got impatient. He reminded me that my time had come and it was better to get fucked easy than hard, but if hard is what I wanted hard it would be. He told me to drop my pants, now it was an order, to take off my pants. I took them off and stood there naked from the waist down and he told me to turn around he wanted to look at my ass. He said it was just right for a fucking and to take off my shirt. I was cold, and walked slowly over to the bed and he pulled me down and immediately put his arms around me and pulled me tight against him and pulled the covers over us. He used his hand to excite me, all the time rubbing his dick against me, he fingered me which surprised me, it felt good, he stopped and turned around and then grabbed me again and fingered me again only this time his finger was wet and moist and he pushed it to my hole and then he grabbed me real hard and I felt his dick against me and told me to be a good boy and I he slowly pushed his dick in me and I could not get enough of it. He humped me hard, and then slow, and hard again until he was able to push in and pull out easily and he fucked me until he came. That was my first time, fucked by a Mexican on a cold night in Dallas. He taught me how to suck him, and he sucked me which was so fucking good. But nothing was better than being fucked by him. He fucked me for the rest of my freshman year. No memory is better than that first time, under the covers experiencing that feeling of having your cherry popped and than brown hard dick.