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Mario and Steve's Italian Trip
Chapter 3—Italy at Last, Mario's Report
On a bright July day all the members of Mario and Steve's families trooped to O'Hare to see their young men off on the graduation trip to Italy. There were tears and hugs and many comments to have fun but be safe. We had gifts to take to Mario's grandmother and to Uncle Paolo. Uncle Paolo lives in Milan and he agreed to pick us up at the airport in Rome and drive us to grandma's house on the hills just outside Florence. He hadn't been to see his mother for several months and was happy for the excuse.
We tried to travel lightly but wanted to have clothes for all occasions. For our overnight flight we decided to wear comfortable jogging pants with t shirts and sweatshirts. We knew to expect hot weather at grandma's home, but it had been updated recently to include a second bathroom and air conditioning.
The flight left about 7 PM and included a light dinner. We chose Alitalia Air to start to get the flavor of Italy. Our first pleasant surprise was to be asked if we wanted wine with our pasta dinner. We were shocked but chose red. We were in a jolly mood and chatted about the sites we wanted to see in Florence, Tuscany, and Milan. The dinner dishes were cleared away about 10:00 and the lights were dimmed so that the passengers could try to get some sleep.
I was smashed against the window and Steve was squeezed into the middle seat. I took out my i pad to follow a story I was reading. Steve followed my lead but within fifteen minutes, he had dropped his i pad and was softly snoring. With our tight quarters, our legs were pressed against each other, and I was enjoying the warmth of his closeness. Soon he was snuggled up to me with his head and pillow on my shoulder.
I decided to shut down everything and try to get some sleep. Sleep evaded me and I started daydreaming about my last encounter with Jimmy. On our final spring baseball tournament, we had to travel to Champaign for some games. Typically on those trips Steve and I were paired up since we were acknowledged to be best friends. This time the coach asked Steve to take on the new foreign exchange student as his roommate to help him feel at ease in our school. I was without a roommate, but Jimmy told the coach he'd like to share a room with me. That sounded great to me, and I started wondering if our first encounter might develop further.
We had dinner and a late swim and the coach told us to get to bed since tomorrow we'd have a double header to play. As we closed the door Jimmy said, "I was hoping we would have some quality time together and now is our chance." I smiled warmly and nodded. Jimmy went to shower first and came out wearing a towel with a nice bulge. I quickly had a shower and came out in the same condition.
Jimmy turned the lights down low and uncovered himself to reveal a very naked and hot looking guy. He said, "Want to join me?" I quickly dropped my towel and slipped in beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a long and deep kiss. I was trembling with excitement. He pulled me on top of him and we ground our bodies together.
"This is so exciting. I don't know what I'm doing but want to learn," I whispered to Jimmy.
"I don't know much either, but I think we can enjoy learning. Since our first time in the park, I've been dying to get back together." He replied.
First we rubbed our super hard cocks together as we kissed over and over. Jimmy flipped me on my back and started nibbling down my neck, chest, and abdomen. He stopped at each nipple to bring it to hardness and red color. Then he went down on my cock for the second time and it was heavenly. I was moaning and thrashing around as his mouth and lips brought me near explosion. I forcefully pushed him off and said, "Its time to try 69". We quickly sucked each other in. It was my first and I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth, and the steady stream of precum that he was leaking was delicious. Since we were so horny and deprived of sex, we both exploded very quickly. His cum gushed into my throat as I tried to keep up by swallowing. Meanwhile, I had dumped a big load down Jimmy's throat. Soon we softened and slipped out of each other's clutches. We lay side by side grinning and feeling so good.
All that happened so quickly but we agreed it was wonderful and would have to be repeated as often as possible. With our long day and our strenuous play, we quickly fell asleep in each other's arms.
Back to the flight. Steve was snoring away and I was sitting still with the memory of Jimmy causing a serious hard on to show in my sweats. Steve's leg continued to press into mine and, in the dim cabin light, I could see his cock starting to slowly stretch down his left leg. I wonder what he is dreaming about.
Slowly I let my fingers move to his thigh. If he were to wake up, I could pretend I was asleep. From earlier sleepovers, I knew what a hard sleeper he was so I became more bold. I let me fingers slowly move up his thigh until finally I encountered the tip of his cock. I froze in place for a few moments and then realized that his cock was slowly stretching out and pushing against my fingers. I lifted slightly and the head slipped under my fingers. Now I was on fire and even if I wanted to, I couldn't stop. Very slowly I wrapped my fingers around the head of his cock which was big and soft and growing.
Steve shifted in his sleep and a slight groan escaped his lips. I heard him mumble something about Ned. I had no idea who that was and assumed I had misheard him. Then his snoring resumed and I started slowly sliding my fingers up and down the end of his cock. I knew I should stop and retreat before I destroyed our friendship forever, but I couldn't. Now I could feel some dampness at the tip of his cock, and I realized that he was leaking precum. That encouraged me and I started stroking him harder. Now he was fully erect, and it stretched halfway to his knee. He really does have a big one. Suddenly I heard a groan and felt his cock pulse in my hand. Oh my God, he is cumming. I quickly pulled away and pushed my head against the window, pretending to sleep.
I could sense Steve waking up and realizing what had happened. He assumed he had had a wet dream and quickly made his way to the bathroom to try to clean up the damages. When he returned a few minutes later, I pretended he woke me up and asked him if he had been able to sleep. Slyly I checked out his sweats and could easily see a big wet spot down his left leg. By the time we landed in the morning, the spot had mostly dried but he carefully carried his bag in front of his midsection. No one would know what had happened except me. While he was cleaning up in the plane bathroom, I had enjoyed completely the smell of his cum on my fingers. Too bad we were so straight that we couldn't enjoy it together in the open.
Italy at Last, Steve's Report
I was wildly excited. I was headed to Italy with my best bud Mario to see the sites and visit his grandmother. She had visited Mario's family in the US about ten years ago, but the flight was so hard on her that she decided to never do that again. She was very excited to see her oldest grandchild again.
We got settled in our seats and enjoyed a decent pasta dinner complete with wine. Both of us got a little silly since we had hardly ever tasted alcohol. The seats were very uncomfortable, and I was squeezed in between Mario and a big man on the aisle. We chatted and did some reading, but I quickly started dozing off, so I shut off my light and my equipment and grabbed my pillow for a snooze.
Surprisingly I fell into a deep sleep quickly. I started reliving my hot weekend in California with my Uncle Ned last summer. Before that trip I had never considered having sex with a male. Before the weekend was over, I had a completely new perception of sex and knew I definitely was at least bisexual. Uncle Ned and I had two hot sexual encounters that drove me absolutely wild. I never knew my body could come so alive and that I could shoot my cum so wildly. Ned told me I was beautiful and desirable and that I needed to listen to my body.
I was dreaming away and Ned was slowly stroking my cock and whispering sweet things into my ear. I was moaning softly and trying to adjust my body to make my cock more comfortable. I warned him to slow down but he kept stroking me harder and harder. All of a sudden, I blew and it felt great.
I suddenly jerked awake to find a large pool of cum dripping down my thigh. Oh my God. Luckily Mario was asleep. I quickly budged past the guy on the aisle and made a dash for the bathroom, holding my sweatshirt over my wet spot. I dried up the cum and tried to wash off the evidence without adding to the wet spot. It looked really bad but I had to live with it. I returned to my seat and did some chatting with Mario before we both went back to sleep. I guess he was oblivious to my explosion.
The morning arrived and we were served a light breakfast as we prepared to land. Examining my pants, I could see the worst was over but my sweatshirt was kept in place.
We exited the plane to a warm greeting from Uncle Paolo. I could see the resemblance to Mario in this handsome man of about 40. He had the nice tanned Italian look and a well-maintained body. He is what I would call a fine daddy hunk. We collected our luggage and headed to his fine BMW.
He suggested some light sight-seeing and then a dinner and overnight at his friend Antonio's home in Rome. We were happy to go along with his plans. Our tour included the Colosseum, Trevi Fountain, the Victor Emmanuel monument, and several other well-known spots. We arrived at Antonio's home about 5:00 and we were completely bushed after the long flight and the site-seeing. His home looked very inauspicious from the exterior but we found it exquisitely furnished when we entered.
Antonio was a college friend of Paolo's. He was a very successful attorney in Rome and his home revealed a very luxurious lifestyle. We learned later that he was a bachelor but had been married for many years and had two teenage children who lived with their mother in Rome. Again, we were greeted by a very handsome, tanned middle aged man who was in excellent shape.
We were invited to clean up and change for dinner that was scheduled for about 7:00. We were happy to shower and stretch out for a relaxing nap. We were sharing a room with a queen sized bed and our own bathroom. We never new where Paolo was sleeping but there did seem to be a very warm relationship between these two handsome men.
The dinner was fabulous and the wine very tasty. We excused ourselves for an early good night. They understood well the tiring effects of the long flight. We stripped down to our underwear and slipped under the sheets. A few words were spoken and we were quickly sleeping soundly. During the night I woke a few times to find Mario cuddled up to me. I would have liked to let that develop into something more but knew I had to control myself. After a light breakfast, we headed off to Florence to see grandma.