so, my first bf was this guy who lived on my block. he was mexican, like me, his mom and my mom were friends, we knew each other growing up. everyone knew he liked me, but he never said anything which was cool with me. I'd never really been attracted to latino men, and i kinda liked this other guy but he didnt seem to notice. Anyway, mexican guy, lets call him Carlos (lol), asks me out before my birthday. It was a big deal, he had something planned and my friends pressured me to go. He could drive, borrowed olther brothers car, took me to the fair. It was fun, but he was weird. Really grabby, kissed me alot, possessive.

So, about carlos. Typical wanna be cholo, saggy pants, skinny guy, little stach, slicked back spikey hair. Hes a real mans man wanna be. he has 2 older brothers, so hes the baby. 

He won me a stuffed animal, and that git him all macho, so he was just a hassle. We drank a bit (eeeee, lawbreakers) he drove us back to him place. He had a garage, and he said /i was his girl, we belonged togther, he loved me, etc. He had a skinny dick,and it didnt feel good. I didn't cu m, he lasted 30 minutes. when he dropped me off he said "so, when are we doing this again?" all smug with his little gross ass moustache and i was all "never, bye" and slammed his door. Didnt take his calls, total ice queen to him. He got mad, but thats another thing.