Mario and Steve's Italian Trip Chapter 4 Awesome Art
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Chapter 4—On to Florence
Steve's Reflections:
We left early in Uncle Paolo's gorgeous car. He drove like a crazy Italian, but we managed to avoid any collisions. Along the way we stopped to see some gorgeous churches and other historic sites. We were hoping to get to grandma's home by 5:00 since we knew she had been cooking all day her favorite recipes.
As we hit the last leg, both Mario and I drifted off to sleep and again I was being treated beautifully by Uncle Ned. I was in the back seat so my hardness wasn't very visible. A few times I saw Paola scanning the back seat with his eyes lighting up. I hoped I wasn't too obvious. I was a little less concerned because I was beginning to think the relationship between Paola and Antonio was more than just college friends. When they greeted each other at Antonio's home, the kiss was on the lips and lingered. Antonio greeted us with the traditional kiss on both cheeks.
As we were waiting for breakfast, I made a quick reconnaissance of Antonio's apartment. It was beautifully decorated in rich reds, browns, and golds. I wandered down the hallway to find a library/office with a small cot. The cot didn't seem to have been slept in so I moved on to Antonio's bedroom. The sheets were thrown about and clothing was all over the floor. Carefully I picked up a couple pairs of underwear and sniffed them thoroughly. Both were manly smells that turned me on. I thought I had pushed my time alone and quickly returned to the kitchen. I complimented Antonio on his fabulous apartment, and he commented that it was comfortable for a single man. I couldn't decide if I should report my findings to Mario but decided to put it off. He might be offended by my suspicions.
Right on schedule we arrived at grandma's cottage. It was small but very comfortable. Over the last ten years, Paola had made many improvements for his mother. First, he installed air conditioning which was really needed in the Italian summers. Then he added a second story loft with a small bathroom and a narrow stairway. Mario and I were to have the loft with its double bed. Paola would sleep downstairs on the couch.
The dinner was sumptuous featuring every dish I had sampled at Mario's home. We were treated to fine wine and finally a delicious dessert. After dinner we walked around the property with Paola as he told us tales of growing up there. The house was on a hillside overlooking Florence. It was a beautiful site. The property included an old animal shed and a few acres for family crops. They also owned a bigger piece of land about a mile away and Paola promised to take us there.
We had a couple more glasses of wine and stumbled our way up the to loft. I collapsed on the bed as Mario went for a quick shower and nightly needs. He came back wrapped in a towel and punched me to get going. I struggled into the shower and then yelled for Mario to bring me a towel. Mario grabbed one and opened the door to find a very naked and very aroused Steve.
"Oh my," Mario exclaimed, "you look fabulous."
"Thanks," Steve said, and then "I feel so relaxed and at ease. I haven't felt this way for years. Let's hit the hay."
He pulled on some nylon shorts and I joined him. We lay on the bed quietly for awhile with the moonlight flowing in the skylight. Rather than move apart we crept together and gently wrapped our arms around each other. "This is a fabulous trip and it is especially great because we're together. I hope you don't mind this closeness," Steve said.
I responded not at all and rolled over slightly to put a kiss on his cheek. Soon we were rolling together and massaging each other's muscles. Finally Steve said, "Maybe we should get some sleep. Grandma has a big day planned."
Mario's Reflections:
I was very tired but so aroused by my latest contact with Steve that I had a hard time sleeping. Even with the air conditioning, it was hot and soon we had shed the blanket and sheet. Steve snored softly and I enjoyed having a long look at every muscle and projection on his body. As I was getting used to by now, his cock once again was rising to a lovely projection and just needing my mouth. I resisted.
In the morning we woke to Grandma's call and lay there both with lovely morning wood. Nothing was mentioned about that or the pleasant kiss of the night before. Maybe I was reading too much into our newfound closeness.
The day was planned out for us by Grandma. First, we had a delicious breakfast and then we rushed off to the city to attend mass at the gorgeous cathedral. Then we returned to the cottage for Grandma to pack up some food for a trip to the other side of the city to see her sister and all her children and grandchildren. They were anxious to see what their oldest American cousin was like.
Paola had recently visited the extended family so he begged off and said he would like to take Steve to visit the rest of the farm. Steve readily agreed and was looking forward to having some time alone with Paola to probe his relationship with Antonio.
The Farm Walk:
Mario and Grandma took off and Paola suggested a walk to the other end of the farm. He said there was a pond there that we could refresh ourselves in after climbing the hill. He suggested we put on some speedos or briefs under our shorts in case there were others at the pond. Otherwise, he said his favorite was a nice skinny dip. That sounded great to me.
We packed a backpack with water, sandwiches, and towels. The climb was fairly steep, and the path was rough. I followed Paola, enjoying watching his fine body and nice ass. It was hot and soon we stripped off our shirts and the view got even better. His back and torso rippled with nice musculature. After about a half hour we reached a valley with a nice wheat crop growing. Paola said that was a field his grandfather had bought many years ago and now was rented out to the neighboring farmer.
As we walked along, I started peppering Paola with questions about his youth, his college years, his job, and his relationship with Antonio. Paola chuckled and easily responded to all my questions but left the relationship with Antonio rather vague.
His story was that he and his sister, Mario's mother, had a pleasant but quiet isolated youth. Both had attended Catholic schools and were segregated by sex all through grade and high school. He enrolled at the University of Bologna and there met his roommate Antonio. They hit it off right away. Paola was the shy, naïve, nerd from Tuscany and Antonio was the suave, handsome, sophisticated, muscular stud from Roma. Paola admired Antonio's body from a distance and asked him for some suggestions on how to get himself into shape. Antonio took Paola under his wing, and they set up a regular exercise and weight routine three days a week. Within a few months Paolo's muscles started bulging and Antonio was very complimentary.
Antonio was a big man on campus and had girlfriend after girlfriend. They would often fix Paola up with a nice girl for a double date. At the end of their second year, Antonio met Maria and fell in love. The gay blade was now tamed. Maria was beautiful and lovely, and they made a smashing couple. Unfortunately, she did not share Antonio's wild streak and he became more horny daily. Around the room he would often strip to his brief underwear and parade around with a prominent bulge. Paola enjoyed the sites and slowly realized he was much more interested in Antonio than in the girls he dated.
After one late night date, Antonio struggled back to the room drunk and collapsed on his bed. All he did was moan and groan about how absolutely horny he was. Paola had been studying but decided to help his roomie out by undressing him and getting him to bed. Little by little the clothes came off and Paola was entranced with each inch of revealed flesh. At last only Antonio's briefs were left and he insisted Paola remove them too. There was Antonio on the edge of his bed completely naked and fully hard. Paola could only stare in rapture. Before he knew what was happening, Antonio had grabbed him and pulled him down on top of his reclining body. Paola resisted a little, but the stronger friend pulled him into a tight hold on top of him. Then Antonio started kissing Paola and his resistance melted. Antonio said, "Why don't you strip down and join me? I'd like to get to know you better."
Quickly Paola dropped his clothes and climbed into bed with Antonio. They had a lovely exploratory session that went on much of the night. In the morning, Paola woke to find himself trapped against Antonio's chest in a tight hold. He could feel Antonio's large cock pushing against his ass, so he slowly lifted his leg to let the shaft slide between his thighs and under his ball sac. By now Antonio was awake and slowly pushed his cock back and forth as he kissed Paola's neck. Before long Antonio blasted cum all over the bed and quickly fell back to sleep. Paola extricated himself and showered as he wondered what had happened and what would be the consequences. He did not realize how much he desired Antonio and that his sexuality was definitely at least partially gay.
Antonio made the transition easy, and they started a regular routine of getting each other off. His romance with Maria continued to deepen and was less stressful now that he had an outlet for his sexual needs. Meanwhile, Paola found he had no need for other dating since he had his heartthrob readily at hand. He was content to share Antonio with Maria in this arrangement.
Then it all fell apart. Antonio and Maria decided to get married and start their life together. Paola was devastated but played along, even serving as Antonio's best man.
The newlyweds moved to Rome where Antonio started his very successful law career. Maria quickly had two beautiful children and was content raising them and caring for her love.
Paola moved to Milan where he began his very successful career in design. Antonio and Paola would occasionally get together at various conferences and their passion was quickly reignited each time. Antonio told Paola he should find someone else to make him happy. Paola dated men and women and bedded a few but nothing stuck. He realized he had one love and it was Antonio. After about ten years, Antonio and Maria decided to split but share the care of the children. Now Antonio and Paola spent many weekends and vacations together and were planning to finally come together permanently when they retired.
Steve listened intently to the story and it seemed to fit perfectly with what he had observed. He was surprised at Paola's openness and asked if he could tell Mario. Paola asked him to be careful since their relationship was not known to Grandma or any of the family in Tuscany. Steve promised to swear Mario to secrecy if he decided to share to news.
As they walked along Paola commented that it was now time for Steve to reveal the hot love life of the American youth. Steve laughed and said the rumors were greatly exaggerated. Paolo inquired whether Steve was interested in guys or girls or both. Steve hesitated and said he wasn't sure. Paola then asked if he and Mario were lovers and Steve quickly said the Mario was very straight and the answer was no. Paola said, "Too bad. You two would make a very hot couple." Steve blushed and said no way.
Soon they reached to pond and found themselves alone. Paola said, "Are you up for some skinny dipping?" Steve nodded yes and they slowly dropped their shoes, socks, shorts, and finally briefs. Steve had modestly turned his back to Paola but then heard a wolf whistle. "That is one hot ass. I'm sure you have shared it with someone. Now its time to tell daddy."
Steve resisted some but as he sat soaking with the studly Paola, he slowly told of his one and only adventure in California. He changed the identity of Ned but described what he looked like and how they had begun their torrid affair. Paola smiled and said, "I'm not surprised. You are such a stunning young man that both men and women will be beating a path to your gorgeous body."
Steve related his relationship to Ann Marie and that he thought it would fade away as he got involved at the university. He said his involvement with her had kept him from the dating scene. Now that he had experienced a hot sexual affair with a man, he knew he wanted to explore that more.
Paola suggested they lay out briefly to get some tanning in. The two hunks lay side by side and each of them thought about moving this to a higher sexual plain but instead they pleased themselves with viewing each other in great detail and with no reservation.
Steve wanted more but respected the limits. He reflected on what a stunning man Paola was and that how he expected Mario to develop along the same lines. That sweet kiss of Mario's last night was still on his mind. Maybe its time for the two of them to reveal more of their personal lives.
More is to come. Please write me with your comments at archhop14@gmail.com. I also have other stories under the authorship of Awesome Art.