I first went to Florence with my parents when I was a teen. We were to spend five day there as part of a tour of Italy. When we arrived at the Hotel late in the afternoon we were met by the handler who was very well-disposed and seemed only a couple of yr older than me. We found that we could talk to each other in French and so, as my parents did n't speak Italian, I did the negotiation. When we had sorted out the rooms the manager asked me quietly if I would like to need a tub a short after and I had agreed that I would like a bath sometime after dinner. We finished our repast about 9pm and I said in force night to my parents and went back in my room via the lobby. The managing director was there and smiled at me as I passed.

I had only been in my room for a couple of min when there was a calm down knock on the door. The manager was there with a twain of towels over his arm and asked me if I was ready for the bath. I said I was, and he invited me to postdate him as he would spread the lav and induce sure that everything was comfortable for me. He led me down to the basement where there was a longsighted dark corridor running to the spinal column of the hotel. I was slightly worried but he confidently put his arm one shot my berm and leading me down it. He said that this particular bathroom was very nice and quiet and I could strike my fourth dimension and would n't be disturbed.

We reached the bathroom door and he unlocked it with his straits key. The room was very dainty, a large old-hat tub in the centre and indulgent ignition and mirrors all round. As I was looking round he locked the door behind us, and took his jacket crown off. I watched him as he started running the bathtub. He looked over at me and invited me to discase. There was no screen or anywhere I could go and I could see he was watching me. I was slightly embarrassed about undressing in front of him, but started to film my wearing apparel off until I got to my underpants.

smiling, he came over to me, said his name was Gino and again put his arm around my shoulders. He said I had a beautiful untried consistency and should n't be shy of letting him see all of it. The bath was just the right temperature so I should take my sexy little pants off and get in. I reluctantly slipped my pants down to the floor and stepped out of them. He still had his hand on my shoulder and turned me bout to face him. I saw him smile as he looked at my small furred genitals and his eyes drank in the sight of my nakedness. He led me to the Bath. When I had climbed in he asked me if it was the right temperature and would I like him to wash my back. I said it was very nice and agreed he could. He got me to kneel down and he lathered my back, pectus and branch, and then gently rubbed the soap in. He was leaning over me, with one handwriting on my back and one on my chest. His massaging gradually got lower and down until one helping hand was massaging my buttocks and into the top of my slit and the other was on my stomach and just into the top of my pubic tomentum. Then he pointed at my privates and said

'' You have a lovely soft trunk, and these are especially beautiful. I would love to soap and clean house them ; that is if you do n't mind me touching you there. ``

I said I did n't mind him touching me if he wanted to. He said he would do it to feel my Danton True Young humanness in his hands, and before I could change my mind, using a little more soap he gently slipped his hand down my abdomen, under my stiff picayune orb which he fondled for a few instant before closing his fingers round the theme of my tingling shaft and slowly sliding his fist up and off the end. His other hand was now stationary with the backsheesh of the fingers in my slit at the base of my spine, and the palm gently squeezing my right buttock. My cock was rapidly growing hard and I was embarrassed about it, but he said it was lovely to see the penis of a young lad in his prime quantity raising its header ready for pleasure.

He put more soap on his manus and then approached my cock from the tip gently peeling back my prepuce and soaping troll my glans, and then, more firmly now, down the shaft to the radical. This he repeated a couple of meter and I was tingling and feeling quite flushed. He sponged some warm water system over my genitals to wash the easy lay off, and then put his mitt round my now very stiff turncock and slid my foreskin back hard so that my glans shone deep purple and throbbed. He trickled some tender water over the glans and softly felt round the rim with his index and pollex, saying

'' I think its nice and neat now, do n't you ? ``.

I said

'' Yes, Thank you '' trying not to react.

But I could not stop my turncock giving a little vellication. He smiled and gently squeezing it gave it a couple of long slow wanks saying

'' It seems you love my helping hand rubbing your penis. You would like me to carry on, would n't you ? ``.

I nodded, knowing that with his sexy words and his warm wet hands round my genitals, I was now totally within his power and could n't stop him doing anything he wanted to do to me. He gently carried on stroking me, and of trend I grew rapidly rock music hard and throbbing within a few second base. Then after a few more obtuse caresses he took my hand and putting it on his protuberance he said

'' You are so lovely. Touching you has got me feeling very sexy, so my own peter is starting to get hard and uncomfortable cooped up inside my pant. Would you like me to loosen them and let it out ? ``

He let go of my twitching petty peter and just stood there while I started to untie his fly buttons. I could find the warmth and hardness of his stopcock straining to get out. He told me to unwrap his rap and miss his trousers. As soon as I had his knock and his top clit undone his pant dropped to the level and I gasped to see his au naturel dick bound up as he had no underpants on. It seemed huge to me although I was soon to line up it was relatively dilute compared to some others. It was a full nine inch long though, uncircumcised and with the expectant hairy bollock hanging like ripe fruit.

'' Do you like it ? '' he asked.

'' Yes, '' I replied, `` I have n't seen one that size before ''.

'' Would you like to touch it ? '' he asked, and when I said I would he asked me to rub it a little, like he had me.

I grasped it from underneath with one hand and gently slid his pelt backwards and forwards a duet of times. It glistened deep pink and smelt musky and solid. He took my other hired hand and showed me how to cup it round his heavy strong fleshy ball and massage them gently.

He asked me what form of aphrodisiac experiences I had had. I told him that although I wanked myself off sometimes three or four times a day, I had only wanked off a few times with a span of boys at schooltime, and that I had felt a twain of older men and been wanked off by them twice under the wall of the topical anesthetic stalls. He asked me if I had wanked off that day and I told him we had been travelling since betimes morning and I had n't had a luck. He said he supposed my balls were really full of sperm and wanting to be relieved of their load. I agreed that I did feel very randy.

'' I would love to see your cum shooting out. May I wank your cock gently for you so that we can both watch as you spill your hot honey succus that warm water ? ``, he asked.

I was almost lightheaded with exhilaration and said

'' Oh ! Yes, please ''.

He got me to support up and turned me round to present him. Then liberally soaping his hand again, he caressed my crotch with one hand while he slipped the other daily round my buttocks. His right handwriting engulfed my slight hard prick and he started fisting my prepuce right up and down my irradiation, slowly and gently at first but gradually getting faster. His leave hired man slipped slowly into my slit and felt for my bum hole. When he got there he gently worked the tip of a soapy finger into my tight bottom. I was really throbbing and twitching now and within seconds of his finger entering my tight buns I felt the origin of a fantastic orgasm starting to build. His optic lit up as he sensed I was about to come and milking me firmly but slower he pushed another finger past the rim of my tube and slowly I felt them sliding into my arse as my spermatozoan spurted up from my ballocks and I gave an involuntary cry as it squirted and sprayed out of the tip of my twitching cock. The feeling was wonderful as he just held my pulsation shaft tight and then my thick cum pumped out and dripped into the bath water.

He squeezed all my juice from me and gently worked my cock until it started to go limp. He had held the two finger deep up my bum quite still while I was coming but now I felt then moving around inside me. He asked me if it felt squeamish and I said it did.

'' Would you like to learn Sir Thomas More about what Guy can do together ? '' he asked.

When I said yes, he pulled me close to him and pushing his two fingers up me as far as he could he recount me that he loved the feel of my flaccid conceding Brigham Young body, and we could have a lot of pleasure together if I would let him deal me back to my bedroom. I was very even out and still quite excited so readily agreed that he could. He helped me dry off, and put a hotel dressing robe round me, got dressed himself and led me up the back step to my room.

Gino and I went back to my elbow room without talking, and without seeing anyone. I was tender and relax having been bathed and having shot a full load of my spunk into the strong bath weewee before being dried, sprinkled with talcum and wrapped in a diffused robe. I felt close to Gino who had his arm beat me virtually of the way. He opened my elbow room, led me in and locked the door behind him. Then he led me over to my bed and sat me on the incline of it. He stood in social movement of me and told me to get hold of his trousers off again while he took his shirt off. He was soon naked and his cock was hanging fairly limply in good order in presence of my face.

'' Do you lie with the proper way to throw your buff great pleasance and get him fix to make love to you ? '' he asked.

I said I did n't so he came a piddling closer and lifting his peter with one hand, he put it to my back talk. I kissed it, and almost involuntarily my tongue slipped out between my teeth and I licked the very tip of his foreskin and felt the soft glans peeping out of the eye. He put his other paw on the dorsum of my psyche and said

'' give your mouth blanket and let me lay it on your natural language ''.

I was amazed that he wanted me to do this, but did as he said and, as he pulled me slowly towards him, his prepuce peeled back a trivial way and the immobile sissiness of the end of his glans slid into my mouth. He told me to shut my lips round it and suck on it gently while licking it with my lingua. As his cock grew slowly he pushed it in further and further telling me to swallow it as far as I could. It tasted musky and really sexy, and so I did n't mind doing what he asked, and I soon felt him getting harder and harder. I could only get the glans in my mouth now but this is what he seemed to need and after a while he reached down and slid the quietus of his hide rightfield back, so that I was sucking on his hard nude glans. He let me carry on for a time until I had to acquire it out because my mouthpiece started to ache.

'' That was really lovely '' he said `` and you 've obviously got me skillful and ready for our sexual love making, would you like to present me your lovely organic structure again ? ``

I agreed, and he sat on the bed and got me to bear in front man of him and then take up my robe off. I was feeling very randy again and my little prick was standing up rock hard.

'' It looks as if you could get again. Have you got Thomas More spunk in those little chunk of yours ? '' he asked.

'' I think so '', I replied

'' semen closer then and let me view you wanking yourself off this time ''.

He made me place upright in between his legs with my tool right in front of his face and told me to start pumping it. He had one paw on his peter, slowly moving it, and the other he put under my balls, gently cupping them. He made me very randy by telling me how he would love to see me burgeon forth the balance of my heart and then taste it as I shot it into his open rima oris. He told me to rub myself harder and encouraged me to go faster and faster. I was getting really excited and he told me he could find my balls twitching and getting fix to shoot and gently massaged them for me.

Just as I was going to come, he lent forward, put his other hand again in my slit, pushed a finger's breadth slowly up my butt and put his backtalk brush up my glans. I just exploded with that feeling, and pumped and pumped my hot tinder into his backtalk, which sucked and swallowed it all. Licking my shaft one arcsecond and then the next suck at the tip of my glans to drag my sperm up my thermionic valve. I could n't believe I could fall a sec prison term within a few minutes and that it could experience so trade good and go on for so long. He would n't let me take it out of his working mouth until I was quite hollow and soft ; I did n't clear at the clock time he was relaxing me for what was to come.

When finally he allowed me to slip it out I could hardly remain standing up I was shivering and panting so much. He opened the bed, laid me in it, and covered me up. I thought he might be going to go forth as he went over to wrench the light off. But I heard him get something out of his trouser pocket and after a bit I felt him pull the bedclothes back and he climbed in beside me. I still felt weak, but the warmth of his body near me and especially the heat of his rooster which he laid on my thigh started getting me turned on again. He started stroking my consistency and kissing my shoulder, and then he went down and kissed my nipple, and took it in his mouth and nibbled it. He worked his left arm daily round my back and gradually turned me on my side away from him. All the time he was licking my neck and kissing me. He slipped his right handwriting down to my bum and massaged my buttocks and stroked my slit.

He gradually pulled my right field leg up towards my chest and this opened my bum encompassing and gave him better access to my little puckered hole, which he now started to prod and finger. Because I was still a bit soapy there he got a finger into me again quite easily and gently started to frig me with it. It was OK, and I slowly relaxed.

After a while I felt him turn round to get something, and when he turned back he pushed me over onto my bay window, telling me he loved to feel my beautiful soft bottom and wanted free access to it so would I open my legs as all-embracing as I could. I did and he started again to experience my rear. I felt him putting something cool on it and this was rubbed in, and then a small snout was put into my pickle and I felt a lilliputian of the cool liquid inside me. It was all very pleasant and I was relaxing and enjoying it. He put one and then two fingers up my bum and frigged me with them.

'' Do you like my fingers up inside you ? '' he asked,

'' Yes '' I said, `` you can do that all night ''

'' wellspring, I 'm beaming you enjoy it '' he said `` but its my putz that needs to be in there now, so you wo n't bear in mind if I slide it gently into your crack and see whether we can open you up so that I can settle it into your lovely easygoing bottom, will you ? ``

I had n't even thought about his cock since he had got into bed, and the thought that he was going to try to get it into my bum really frightened me.

'' Oh ! No ! '' I cried, `` You ca n't do that ! its too big ! ``

'' Of row, I can, that 's how people make love '' he replied `` all you need do is to relax and enjoy it, I just put two fingers in you and you said you liked it. My cock is not practically bigger, and bathed in aplomb cream I 'm sure you will get to like it even more. Please let me try, I do love you, and I promise it wo n't suffer. ``

I was still a bit scared but agreed I would give it a try if he promised it would n't suffer. He told me to lie nice and still just where I was while he got his cock nice and greasy. I felt his every effort as he spread the jelly on his cock and rubbed it in a bit, then he climbed over me and knelt between my outstretched legs. He took a pillow and lifting my hips pushed it under my potbelly so that my cheek were sticking up a bit, then he supported himself on one elbow, and I felt his fingerbreadth feeling for my clitoris again and easily entering me. First one then two, they slowly frigged my bum and it did experience nice and slippery.

Suddenly I was aware that I could sense the heat of his cock between my cheeks, and then his deal were guiding his hot glans into inter-group communication with my rose bud. He pushed at it and I felt myself starting to open, but it hurt a little as it stretched my rim, so I moaned a bit. He kissed me and calmed me and then tried again. I felt the glans stretching my hole even more and almost cried out. He withdrew, and said

'' You must entrust me, opening your rim is the worst bit the get-go time, but it gets much better. I think there is only one way that will be best in the yearn run, and that is to try to open you quickly, so relax and trust me ! ``.

'' OK, I 'll try '' I said, `` but delight do n't hurt me too much '', I pleaded again.

He rubbed a little more jelly on us both and came over me again. He came into contact, pushed the glans as far as he had before into my dilated posterior hole, stretching it to the limit point. And then suddenly he cupped his hand over my rima oris and drive as hard as he could. I could almost feel my rim outburst as his glans penetrated my tube and forced me open. I let out a muffle shriek, but he kept coming in, further and further, thrusting and thrusting, until his glans was well past the rim and seemed to be deep in my belly.

'' That 's all right now '' he said, releasing my face, `` You have surrendered your virginity to me and from now on you will be rewarded with beautiful belief every clock time you have a lover whose big grueling member penetrates your softness and you let him have it off you until you receive his seeded player. But now, so that you will for ever be MY virgin, I must take your pin-up vernal body completely, have intercourse your soft bum deeply and then shoot my hot sticky spermatozoan as late as I can inside your bowels. ``

He lay on me and, kissing my cervix and sucking at my shoulder, he started to move in and out of me gently. I tried to slack, but this was difficult as my rim was really sore, but I did start to feel a delight inside my posterior, and especially when he started going at me a bit harder. He was making retentive strokes now, almost withdrawing completely each time so that his glans stretched my rim and then leaning his totally weight on me, burying the recollective tool in me up to his big balls which banged against mine. He must have fucked me for to a greater extent than ten min as he gradually got faster and abstruse, grunting each meter as his tip jab against my pelvic arch. Then suddenly he got really frantic for a few seconds, sucking on my neck and whipping my arse to a foam with his big prick.

I knew exactly when he was coming. He slowed to a stabilise cryptical push and I felt his cock uprise even boastful, stretching my whole rectum. It was really a wonderful feeling as he started to shoot. He was hard up inside me, just throbbing and twitching and I could sense the oestrus of his nerve spurt out, shooting and pumping deep into my bowels. I just relaxed as his thick hot sperm filled me up and a lovely lovesome feeling bedspread deep through my bowel to the tip of my rooster. I knew that this was just the first of many times that my bum would be fucked, and I was already looking forward to the next.

He lay on me a long time, gently kissing me, and I must say I did n't finger nearly so sore. In fact I felt myself getting randy again and was conscious of my stopcock getting strong. We rolled onto our incline and his custody started to search my soundbox again. When one alighted on my stopcock it twitched hard and tingled. He started to wank me and I started twitching my bum. His limp dick slowly came out of me and he gently turned me towards him. He continued to rub me and kissing me on the cervix and chest I let him wank me off. I would n't ? t have believed I had any Sir Thomas More spunk in me but a comely measure of flimsy milk finally sprayed over his leg and the bedclothes. He milked out my thick emollient and as I relaxed I felt his sperm oozing out of my bum, so that I had rivulets of cum running down my highschool back and front. Soon I was again dry and subdued .