GANGBANGED FOR THE FIRST TIME
(This is a true story.)
Hi boys, my name is Massimo and I am a 19 year old Italian boy. I want to tell you about my first experience of being fucked up the ass by a man. Well, to tell the truth, it was more than one man, I was gangbanged against my will. First let me tell you a little about myself. I am a good looking boy with dark hair, dark eyes, and olive skin. I am fairly tall and I go to the gym four times a week so I am fairly muscular too. I have a very large cock, it's long and thick with big veins running up and down the shaft. My foreskin hangs over the edge and I like to play with it a lot. Sometimes I go into a caffe and sneak into the restroom and slap it around a little. I love sitting on public toilets, just to think that some big muscualar Italian stud was probably shoving his asscheeks around on it just before me makes me shoot a load in no time. I have a girlfriend, most of us here do since it's considered almost a duty, but her cunt just doesn't do anything for me. I much prefer fantasising about a big stallion's beefsteak slithering down my throat and up my boy pussy. But until last week that was all just a fantasy, just something that I would dream about while banging the shit out of my girlfriend's nasty beaver.
But last week this all changed. Here were I live in Italy, there is an American naval base and sometimes if I don't have anything else to do I stroll over to see what going on. Now and then I see a big American sailor who turns me on, watching their asses nearly squeezing out of their tight, tight pants. I speak English all right, so I talk to them sometimes, offer them a cigarettes, small talk, just to be able to get close enough to them so that I can smell them. I love the scent of American men, they have a nice musky odour, and it always makes me want to just strip their shirts off and stuff my pretty face in those hairy armpits of theirs. Oh, and when I think of the smell reeking out of their sweaty jocks, I just want to get down on my knees and lick their hairy asscracks.
Anyway, last week I was on my usual cruising in the local village down by the base. It was a nice day and their was plenty of grade A, all-American beef lurking around in their uniforms. At one point I sat down by a group of sailors who were lying on the grass drinking beers. I tried not to be too obvious that I was checking them out, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of those pouches bulging out between their thighs, just the thought of what those cocks looked like made me horny and soon their was growth under my own jeans. Just when I thought I was about to shoot my load, one of the sailors stood up and unzipped his fly! Yes!, I thought, I was gonna get a glimpse of that meat. There he was, standing just aways from the others, and suddenly he yanked his cock out of his jock and the next thing I knew there was a stream of piss falling from his luscious tool to the green grass below. With all of that beer that he had drank he stood there for a good while, until finally the last few drops sputtered out. He went back to sit down with his buddies, most of whom were stratching their crotches, probably needing to piss as well. But as for me, I was off to the nearby public toilet. Their was a load building in my hairy balls, just yearning to shoot across the room.
I got into the public restroom and immediately made for the stall in the corner (one which I know very well!) Within a second my jeans and bikini briefs were down around my knees and I started fingering my tight ass hole. I spat into the palm of my hand and started stroking up and down along my entire nine and a half inches. The precum was already oozing out of the tip of my monster and dribbling down the side of my foreskin. I tasted a little just to get the juices going. All of a sudden I heard a door open, and I could hear that someone had entered the restroom. The thought of a nice thick cock pissing next door to me made me even hornier. Then, voices - in English! It must be the sailors!, I thought. Just when my imagination started to take me towards the climax of ecstasy, there was a pounding on my stall door, and suddenly the door swang open. There in front of me was the big American sailorboy whom I had just watched piss! And there I was with my pants around my ankles and my throbbing boner staring back at him!
"Hey boys, come over here a second," he said in his southern American accent. "Look what we got ourselves here. A nice little Italian guido boy beatin' off. I told you he was lookin' at us." I didn't know what to do, there was soon a group of five big, hunky American sailors huddled around the door of the stall, and there I was caught red handed. "d'you like watchin' me piss out there boy? Huh? You like lookin' at my big dick? I bet you'd like to know how it tastes, right?" Did I ever, so without a minute's delay, I got down on my knees and withing a minute I was .
(to be continued)
If you liked this story, please let me know. I like exchanging stories and fantasies with other guys from around the world. Please email me (hot, erotic pictures of yourself are always welcome) and tell me what you'd like to do with me if you ever got your hands on my toned, tanned Italian body. Email me at: ramses37@latinmail.com