My Twin Brother and I

By nine o’clock we were ready and on our way. The two Kombis entered the A50 road south of Milano and then on towards the E35. Soon we were settled in our seats, listening to music on the Kombis’ sound systems, checking emails.

I sat between Piero and Giovanni … Gio asked Luigi very politely if he could sit next to me, and the gentleman that he is, of course my husband-to-be said ‘yes’. The half-bred is getting closer to us all day by day, and he is crawling deep into my heart too. He is spectacularly beautiful and he is such a sunny character, with such a beautiful heart, one couldn’t help but like him … but I think we all loved him. Me? Just a bit more than the others, as he fucked me! And I know he loves me very much. This ‘street cat’ I picked up on the Underground proved time and again what a noble and exceptional man he really is.

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Soon my head lolled to one side and I ended up with my head on Piero’s shoulder. Giovanni followed suit and ended up with his head on my shoulder. I was ensconced between these two beautiful men, and soon I was fast asleep, gently rocked from side to side by the movement of the Kombi on the road.

I woke up as we passed Modena. Pierre touched my leg to wake me up. The view was so picturesque and he wanted me to see it! He had his iPhone already out and was taking photos.

The other two on both sides of me woke up too, and adjusted their boners … the two jackals! They’ve had ample sex earlier on, but it was clear they are ready for more action of the same kind … if they could, right there on the spot!

“*Piero, posso vedere di avere una erezione - come me! Come vorrei che avremmo potuto fare qualcosa adesso! (Piero, I can see you have an erection – like me! How I wish we could have done something about it now!)*”, Giovanni whispered as he leaned behind me towards Piero, putting his other hand on Piero’s big bulge.

We were facing to the front of the Kombi, and I could see Giancarlo was watching us in the rear-view mirror. When he saw I was looking at him, he winked. Another Italian who wanted to fuck me again, big time!

We got into a discussion about Modena and its role in the Middle Ages. It was incredible to realise that Piero knew so much about his country’s heritage and history. What was more astonishing, was the fact that Giovanni was as knowledgeable as Piero! He might have been a half-bred, but he was more Italian than Irish! He lived so long in Italy that it’s no wonder he knows so much. But he is an intelligent ‘street-cat’, one with style and devastatingly good looks. Small wonder he was a TV actor here in Italy.

Luigi was listening to the discussion and where necessary, he would add more information. I looked at him and appreciated his striking male beauty, and realised what a spectacular beautiful man he really is. And to think he is my husband … oh, OK: ‘husband-to-be’, but he is mine.

He smiled his Hollywood smile at me, showing his perfectly white teeth. His chocolate brown eyes smiled with his mouth, and he winked at me. I could see he was saying ‘I love you’ with his eyes and I did the same. We have such a close bond that we instinctively know what the other one is thinking. And our eyes always relay the unsaid messages …

The two men on either side of me had their hands on my thighs and kissed me on the cheek from time to time. It was clear Piero has mellowed towards the fact that I wasn’t his alone, but that he must share. He likes Giovanni so much now, he didn’t mind sharing me with him, which worked like an enzyme, like a yeast: he was slowly getting used to the idea of the men who love me.

Perhaps the early morning shenanigans with his dad played a determining role? The next whispered discussion was in Italian:

“*What did you think of your dad fucking me this morning?*”I whispered in Piero’s ear.

“*That was the most spectacular experience of my life! Who knew? I was amazed but I loved it! Did you like it? How is your hole? His dick is very big – wow!*” Piero whispered back, the back of his hand brushing against my balls.

“*I’m fine, but I’m sad I had to get rid of all the cum after breakfast. It was just too much!* I said and kissed the beautiful boy on the cheek. He turned his face towards me and held his mouth for a proper kiss. I kissed him and realised again what an incredible young man this is. He is tall, dark, fucking sexy and handsome, and he knows instinctively how to kiss properly. His kisses are soft, genuine and very, very sensual! I was hard in milliseconds!

“*It’s the Italian touch, and like father like son: I could feel Papà was cumming as much as I do: both of us are hyperspermic. We’re all you’ll ever need!*” Piero said with a lot of confidence.

Giovanni overheard the whispering and added his penny’s worth: “*Don’t get cocky Italian boy! Your dad and I are the real MEN here! You can’t do without me! Not anymore! You love me too much! Come on: admit it! You love me!*”

“*I don’t know what you’ve put in my drink last night but yes, I fucking love you! You’re such a nasty man, but I love you so much! Yes, OK! OK! You and my dad are the MEN! But I’m getting there!*” Piero said.

“There you go! Was it so hard to say? But I must concede: I fucking love you too! You're such a beautiful sexy young man already! And with a cock of death swinging between your legs! I have no idea why you're not dehydrated after cumming so much! And I wonder what you’ll look like at 25! We’d have to hire a bodyguard to fight off the Capetonians! You’re going to drive all of them mad!” Giovanni said in English without whispering.

“May I please remind you: there IS a Pierre and there IS a Clive here in the picture too? Don't you forget that!” Pierre said and leaned forward to kiss me. I looked at him and thought that even since schooldays, he really is a devastatingly sexy and handsome guy. To think he is now one of my lovers, was just too wonderful. I looked at his spectacularly big and beautiful hands and my heart got warm. This man is a real keeper.

Clive leaned forward and he kissed me too. He was just as spectacularly handsome, good enough to be a Boss model any day he wants to. His dad’s fighting to convince him to model is proof of it, but I know he is going to cave in once we are in Cape Town. I looked at his long doctor’s fingers (inside me too … hmmm!), and know I’d allow him to do anything to me, or with me, or in me! He is such a nice guy too. And yes, I love this hung hunk too – very, very much!

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Soon we passed Bologna and turned south towards Firenze.

“Just to bring everybody up to speed,” Luigi said in English. “As soon as we arrive home, we need to get all our dirty clothes down to the laundry room. Immediately. Nonna and the other ladies will ensure we will leave with our suitcases filled with clean clothes. Then we’re going to have a nice dinner at one of the restaurants in town. The owner is a long-time friend. His son and I were at school together. Just remember: ‘*What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas’*!”, he added in a whisper, clearly referring to our tryst with Armando before breakfast. Of course, Luigi!

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When we stopped at the house, André was out of their Kombi first and ran to our Kombi. He grabbed me when the door slid open and kissed me like there was no tomorrow.

“I’ve missed you so much baby bro! I can’t be without you for so long! Damn it! A whole day? No! I don’t care about Juan or Luigi or Piero or Pierre or Clive or Giovanni or what any of the other Italians or half-breds or Pommies or boertjies say. You're MY brother! You’re mine!” André said as he hugged me to him and kissed me like he was my lover. There was even some tongue! “Oh fuck! I love you so much, baby bro!”

“I love you too André! Calm down! I’m going nowhere! You’ll always be my brother and I’ll always love you!” I said and hugged my brother.

“If perhaps you didn’t notice, he has a string of lovers now – all very attractive, all with very big dicks …!” Giovanni said and put his arm around my shoulders, winking and hugging me to him.

“I fucking hate you, you half-bred! He’s MY brother! All your massive cocks count for nothing compared to our special love and our pure and deep brotherly bond!”

“Oh, we know that, but only because you’re identical! For the rest …? Even your peepee is smaller!”

“How dare you? You're a half-bred and I’m a pure-bred boertjie! Plus, I have a very sharp knife, or have you forgotten? Baby bro, you better train your monkeys to behave! I only allow them all sorts of privileges because …” André got in before the front door of the mansion opened and the Italians came towards us.

“*Quiet!* Luigi hissed.

The others in the Kombis and standing next to the vehicles were laughing heartily at André’s antics. But it was heart-wrenching at the same time for me: I know how much my brother loves me and that it must’ve been a bitter pill to swallow to see all the attention I get from the other guys and he could do nothing about it. I made a mental note to bestow extra time on him and show my twin brother some special love. I kissed him and hugged him tight to my chest.

“*You're also my twin brother and I do love you! Never forget that, and don’t worry about the others! You were the first and will always be a part of my life,*” I whispered in his ear.

Nonna and the other daughters – Lorenza, Perlita and Mirabel – were very happy to see us. They said they’ll ask about our trip later, but urged us to get our laundry from our bags so they could put it in the washer. We were to have coffee and sweet Italian treats in 15 minutes’ time.

Soon our clothes were in the washing machine and we were having some wonderful coffee Gregorio prepared. The biscotti and snacks were sweet and delightful.

We told Nonna and the others about our trip to Pisa, to Bologna, the supercars and of course our wonderful time in Milano, the wonderful dinner in the posh but expensive restaurant, and then the magnificent concert, and the stay in the city. The troupe’s tongues were loose and the contributions to the discussions were like in a real Italian family! We were a loud lot.

Nonna was pleased with her gift we brought her from Bologna and then Luigi, us and the others fetched our presents from London and gave it to her. She is such a lady with so much style and finesse. She was very thankful.

She winked at Fabrizio and indicated something to him with a dip of the head. He went into the study and came back with some parcels. Wow! It was way beyond Christmas and here we were getting more presents! We each got a box of equal size, except for the present for Luigi – it was a small box.

We opened our presents and I was taken aback by the exquisite beige leather gloves and scarf of fine lamb’s wool in plain patterns but in rich colours of brown, pale orange, pale yellow, beige and a touch of black.

Luigi’s small box contained a cheque for €15 000.

“Nonna! Grazie mille, ma perché? Why?”

“It’s to help you buy a piano. A real Steinway would’ve been the best choice, but the waiting list is over 18 months for pianos manufactured in New York, and the price is now over $246 000 in the USA. Perhaps you should rather get one of the new electronic pianos? I believe Yamaha Clavinova is good? A real grand takes up much space, and you will not use it much. The new electronic pianos’ touch is very much the same as a real piano, with a rich sound. When I come to visit you next year, we need to make some music!” Nonna said as Luigi hugged and kissed his mom.

“Grazie Nonna! Yes, we’ll get a piano! I need to teach my husband some music!” Luigi said as he winked at me. “I’ll ask the people at Bothners in Stellenbosch. I believe there might be a good second-hand piano? I’ll enquire. Perhaps a S-155, the small grand built in Hamburg? But the space could be a determining factor and a Clavinova will take up little space. And, it’s the idea and sound that count. It's better than nothing! Grazie mille, Nonna!”

Apart from learning Italian, I’ve always wanted to learn to play the piano. Perhaps now that I’ve managed the Italian, I could fit in two lessons of piano training per week? I made a pledge to include André in this endeavour once we had a piano in our home.

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Dinner was a spectacular affair in the high-class Italian restaurant of the friend. The owner is a long-standing friend of the family, and Luigi’s school friend was there too. The friend – Guido Giordano – was there with his wife Victoria. She was a beauty queen and it still shows:  she is spectacularly beautiful.

However, Guido caught my attention. The man is huge! He is at least 2,6m tall, with hands much bigger than Armando’s or any of the other men in my life. I looked at his shoes and was glad I didn’t have to shop for shoes that size! At least size 18?

But he is a real sexy gentle giant. He is super friendly and kind. He knows about Luigi and me, and he isn’t fazed in the least. In fact, at one stage when his wife and the other ladies went ‘to powder their noses’, he leaned towards me and whispered in my ear: “*My cock is much bigger than Luigi’s. If he treats you badly, you just let me know! Here is my card! I’ll put you up in an apartment in town and you’ll be my lover boy! OK? You’ll immigrate here immediately!*” He smiled at me and winked.

“Guido, behave! He’s mine! Behave, il mio amico! Mio caro, I can tell you he looks like an elephant, but the trunk is not on his nose, but in his pants! No, you’ll just hurt my man, Guido!” Luigi said and gave Guido’s hand a playful swipe. Not many of the guys knew what was going down between the three of us and I thought we’d keep it that way.

The three of us had a good laugh, but I wondered about this big man. Not that there would be any chance of ever finding out just HOW big his elephant trunk is … Fortunately I had a plethora of men in my life, all with big cocks. And with Armando joining the ranks recently … fuck! I had it good!

At one stage I excused myself to go have a pee. I honestly did have to take a leak and had no intention of fooling around with anyone.

The minute I unzipped and hauled out my cock, Guido was next to me.

“Come into the stall with me! Quickly!” he said and pulled my shoulder to follow him.

He closed the door behind me and locked it. I tried to say something, but he put his hand over my mouth.

He put his mouth right next to my ear and whispered very softly: “*This is only to show you. I hope when you come visit again, we can have some real man fun!*”

He unzipped his pants: the bulge behind the zipper was insanely big! How does this man even get everything inside his pants?

Of course he wasn’t completely soft. When he pushed his pants down, I gasped to see the dimensions of his massive package in his underwear.

I looked at it and put my hand out to touch him. He nodded and I held the biggest bulge I never even thought possible, in my hand. It was massive and growing and twitched more by the second.

I pulled his underwear down and the biggest, thickest, most beautiful and most perfect dick I’ve ever seen, was in my hand … I gasped. It was massive: thick, enormous head, uncut and sopping wet. He hauled his huge balls out too and I was dumbstruck! Such an enormous dick on every level imaginable!

“*Want to quickly suck me a bit …? Please? I cum very quickly and it is a lot – I'm warning you – and I want to give you the best dessert, and something to remember me so you can come back for the real deal with him inside you! Please?*”

I sank to my knees and looked at the cock in front of me. I’ve never seen or imagined anything as big as this! Armand and the Greeks and other guys are all very big, but this man is the king of them all! He smelled so nice and the precum was literally dripping out of his massive piss-slit.

I didn’t wait any longer and took the big head in my mouth. Obviously, nothing else would fit into my mouth! The precum tasted and smelled wonderful, and the huge glans filling my buccal cavity was an experience. I wondered how he can have sex with his wife, and if we ever meet, how will he fuck me? Will I be able to handle him?

He took my head between his beautiful massive hands and faux fucked my mouth. He didn’t try to push the massive head into my throat, but the huge dick head felt and tasted so nice in my mouth, and it smelled so good too.

Guido’s breathing became fast and shallow, and I felt his huge balls pulling up … he was about to cum and I just knew I was in for a massive surprise.

The first volley of cum that shot out of his cock was huge and hit my soft palate, and almost filled my mouth. I swallowed eagerly. The second one was even bigger, and I had to swallow for all I was worth. It tasted so nice. The third one was enormous and I almost didn’t manage to swallow it in time before the fourth one filled my mouth to capacity.

This was the nicest and creamiest dessert I have ever had! It was an enormous load and it tasted divine! Imagine this monster inside me and pumping all of it in me! And this monster deep inside me, pulsating while he discharged this massive load in my colon …! It would be a challenge but one I’m willing to take!

The rest of the load was very big as well and I guessed the total volume to be around 50 ml or more. However, it was a lot and it tasted divine! Damn!

After he shot about 11 volleys of cum into my mouth, he just held his dick still and I played with my tongue under his frenulum and under the big head and the enormous shaft that was just outside my mouth. He groaned and stroked my face and made small murmuring sounds.

Then he pulled me off his cock and I took it in my hand to keep it from leaking on our clothes. He hugged me and lifted me up, and then he kissed me. The massive mouth and enormous tongue made me feel like a midget. But what a nice kisser and what a nice, kind gentle giant!

“*I want to sleep with you so I can fuck you a whole night long please! Non-stop! I want to push in, fuck you and stay in you the whole night! Soon! Please come back? I want you to feel me inside you! I can't really fuck my wife and only two guys could ever handle my cock to some extent! Thanks for the blowjob! I hope my cum was ample and tasty enough?*”

“*Yes, I want that too! It was fantastic and I would love to be your first bottom who can handle your monster dick all the way inside me! How long is it?*” I asked.

“*About 36cm and according to Luigi’s medical knowledge, one of the biggest and thickest there is. He said mine is close to be a world record! Come visit soon, please! Text me and we could exchange pictures!*” Guido said and kissed me again. He put me down on the floor and wrestled his anaconda back into his pants. “*Please help me! Ahhh! Your hand feels too good on him. No, please let go! It’s getting hard again. Let me!*” he said and managed to tame the monster and zip up. “*Come!*”

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I entered the dining area first and when I sat down, Luigi asked: “Where have you been? You OK?”

“I told you I had to go to the bathroom. I’m fine thanks,” I said.

Guido entered from another door and came to sit with us again.

I could see Luigi suspected something and when he looked at Guido, the latter just smiled and winked … and Luigi just knew!

“*Did you enjoy it? It’s massive, isn’t it?*” Luigi whispered.

“It is, and yes, it tasted nice!*”

After the real dessert and coffee, we said goodbye to Guido and his beautiful wife, and headed back home. And after experiencing a morning filled with lots of sex, a long day travelling and then a spectacular evening with nice, friendly people, all I wanted to do was to crawl into bed with my man hugging me from behind.

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The night was uneventful as it was only Luigi and I in the room. We all decided everybody would sleep in his or her own room and beds, and that we’d all have a peaceful night for a change.

“Happy? Anything you want to tell me?” Luigi said as we got into bed under the duvet.

“Only that I love you so much! This morning was a milestone and while the others fucked me, I realised just how fortunate I was to have you as my lover, living with you, sharing my life with you, being here with you, meeting your family, loving them and the experiences … and how much I appreciate you letting me to have it. You allow this to happen and you trust me not to fall in love with them. And I do love you best of all. Yes, I love Piero – who could resist him? – and I love the others, but it’s you I love with all of hy heart and who I want to marry. There is no doubt in my mind about that,” I said and kissed this spectacularly handsome and clever man in my arms.

“That’s good to know! Just as long as the others remember that too!”

“I think they do. But about Guido … did you and he …?” I asked.

“Yes, we jacked off a lot together and I sucked him off. At first he didn’t want to suck me but after about 4 months, he got so curious about it that he wanted to try it. I just wasn’t allowed to cum in his mouth!”

“He is really very big! I couldn’t believe it!”

“Oh yes! I’d say he’s about the size of Armando but bigger! It is very big! And as you have experienced, he cums more than I do! He used to flood my mouth! And I like it that has very big balls. His wife had a tough time to get used to his big cock and I think they’re going to have only the one son. His wife only allows him to have sex with her occasionally. If you wanted, he'd have fucked you on the spot!”

“Wow! That sounds hot! He invited me to come visit so he could fuck me. It would be the biggest one ever. I’ve never seen a bigger and thicker and more beautiful cock – ever!”

“Yes, it is a very special cock. It is bent down because he must push it down to hide it in his pants, and did you notice even when it’s hard, it curves downwards? The one thing he doesn’t have what we have, and Armando has: he doesn’t produce as much precum as we do.”

“There was very little time so I didn’t see that. Well, I have you other guys! I’m happy!”

“Good to hear! And, how do you like Italy so far?”

“Wonderful! We just must come here for our honeymoon, per favore mio caro! (please my love)!”

“Wait till you see Roma, Napoli, Vesuvius, Pompeii, Sorrento and Capri! You’re going to love it!”

“As long as you’re there!” I said and kissed Luigi. He moved over me and lied down on top of me. We wore only T shirts and his big cock, still rubbery, was pushing against my tummy. “You just know what to do to make me happy! I love it when you’re on top of me like this!”

“Don't forget, I am your husband after all! But only some cuddles and kissing tonight. I’m also tired,” Luigi said as he pushed my hair away from my forehead and kissed me on my nose. Then he kissed me on each of my eyes while he held my face between his hands.

In the meantime, his cock grew hard and he was faux fucking me on my tummy, sliding on his precum on my chest and tummy.

“Keep that up, and we’ll end up fucking for real!” I said and kissed him.

“I can make love to you every day of my life! You’re just so spectacular in every way. Thank you for loving me too. Would it be OK if I stayed on top of you for a little longer?” Luigi asked as he touched my cheeks with his thumbs.

“You may sleep on top of me, if you wanted to!”

“You make me the happiest man in the world!”

He lowered his face so we were cheek to cheek. He put his arms around my head and I could feel his big cock wasn’t as hard as it usually is when he is horny. His hairy chest on mine felt luxurious and divine. I was in seventh heaven with him on top of me. Even though there wasn’t going to be any fucking, I was as happy as a lark in the arms of, and under my husband.

“Good night my beautiful man! I love you very much! I hope you sleep well. If I get too heavy for you, just push me off!” Luigi said and kissed me. His saliva ran into my mouth and I slurped it up hungrily. It’s just another odd thing that most people can’t or won’t understand. Some think saliva is gross, when it’s not. And if it’s from the mouth of the man you love, whose tongue explores your own mouth … what’s the difference?

“Good night my beautiful man!” I said between the kisses. “I love you more than you would ever know. Sleep well and dream of me!”

“Hmmmm! Now, there’s a thought! Don't be surprised if I fuck you after such a dream!”

“Always welcome mio caro!”

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We fell asleep with Luigi on top of me. At first, I couldn't switch off, but the tiredness kicked in eventually, and I dozed off too. Luigi was fast asleep on top of me.

When I woke up in the dead of night, Luigi was cuddling me from behind and the duvet was pulled up to right under our chins. It was cold outside.

I felt his big rubbery cock pushing against my thighs but I was too sleepy to do anything about it.

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We woke up to André and Johann’s antics. Will it ever change, I wondered.

“Come on you sex perverts! Wake up!” I wondered what my brother would’ve said if he witnessed the previous morning’s shenanigans … best to keep it away from him. I hoped the others would keep quiet about it too.

I stretched out and yawned and in the same move I flung a pillow at the two standing at the foot of the bed.

“Idiots! This is the room of love and of peace and just listen to you two!” I said in a gruff sleepy voice.

“Listen here, BABY bro! I’m the master when it comes to love, and I have the best adviser at my side, not so Johann? Our elaborate lessons are free and are on offer any time, day or night! Just say the word! But there isa small price to pay for it …!” There was no end to my brother.

“I’ll call Pierre and Gunther and Giovanni and Clive if you don't behave!” Luigi said, stretching out and yawning.

“No! Anybody, but not those primitive Neanderthals! No, please don’t call them! They just want to rape me! Beautiful, innocent me! I ask you!” André said in a faux small voice and waved his hands over his chest and tummy. “But jokes aside, Armando came to tell us we better get going. Rome isn’t around the corner and they want to stop at Siena to show us the square where the horse races are held. Come on baby bro! Or does the Ita have his big dick in you … again?”

“No, he doesn’t, you delinquent! You’re a terrible brother! Where is our coffee, at least?”

“What? Excuse me? Since when am I your butler? And besides, Gregorio has the machine running downstairs. You need to get up, out of the clutches of that witch doctor, and get it fresh and piping hot from the pot! You of all people, an engineering student ‘nogal’, should know that! Come on! Rise and shine and go wash the sex off your filthy bodies! One can smell it in the passage …” André got in before another pillow was flung at his head – Luigi this time. “All this vile and unnecessary aggression isn’t going to help you one bit! You still need to shower and try to look respectable! Look at Johann and I! Perfect examples of exquisite male models! Dressed to the nines! Come on, baby bro and Ita, or I'm pissing in your ears!”

[‘Nogal’ = in fact/really/mind you]

“What happened in the hospital where you were born, mio caro? Was there an orang-utan there too that gave birth? That would explain his behaviour, but how come you look alike?” Luigi said and clicked his tongue in sympathy.

“Orang-utan? For that, you deserve more than peeing in your ear! What do you say Johann? I’ll piss in my brother’s ear and you do the Ita? I’m shocked, Ita! Shocked that you treat your brother-in-law so badly! Dad will hear about this, and Mom will give you a piece her mind about the Orang-utan! Mind you … Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!”

“No, but just now that Pommie and boertjie gorillas will walk in here and you don't want to get raped by them! But you guys really need to rise and shine! Come on André! Let’s go and have some real coffee while they have … nothing! You hear? Nothing! Nada! Niks! Niente! Fokoli! And not even our exquisite cocks or delicious cum! Come, my dear friend!” Johann said and dragged my brother out into the passage. I heard them talking to others – it was Piero, Gunther, Giovanni, Pierre and Clive.

Pierre popped his head around the door frame and shouted: “Get up before we have an orgy in here! Come on! We’re going down for coffee. Are your bags packed? Or does André have to call Dad?”

Oh fuck! We forgot to pack our stuff! Ah well, we didn’t have much to do as most of it was packed before our trip to Pisa, Bologna and Milan. It was mostly toiletry and our freshly washed clothes that had to be packed.

The others poked their heads in and greeted us. The one was looking sexier than the previous one! Wow! I had a throng of beautiful sexy men in my life!

“Come mio caro! I want to cuddle but we know where that would lead! Let’s quickly get into the shower!” Luigi said and kissed me, caressing my head and chest. He is just such a wonderful lover!

“Fuck! Look at the two gorillas emerging from the bed! What is your SPCA’s number or is there a zoo here?” André was relentless and he managed to close the door as the last two pillows were flung through the air and hit the door.

“He is relentless, but in his defence, my brother-in-law manages to keep things light and alive, don’t you think?”

“Yes, but at times I want to put a huge paper clip over my brother’s beautiful lips!”

We got into the shower and were washing each other. Even shampooing! Luigi insisted to do it for me! I returned the favours, and when he washed my back, I could feel his hard cock between my thighs. Oh-oh! We didn’t have time!

“Just a quick push in … please?” Luigi said as the tip of his big cock already started to pierce my hole.

“Yes please! But make it quick!” I said and bent forward.

Luigi pushed me from under the water and added some foam to assist the penetration. I was so well-fucked that it didn’t take too much effort for his big cock to enter me. In no time he was balls-deep inside me.

Both of us were horny as we haven’t done a thing since the previous morning.

Luigi pulled me back towards him and held me tight to him. He stood still for a few seconds and made his big cock twitch in me … oh fuck! I loved this man! He is everything I wanted in a man and more!

“I’m going to fuck you and cum! This is no lovemaking session, OK? We need to cum as we don’t have time!” Luigi said as he took my hard cock in his hand, jacking it. His other hand was on my solar plexus pulling me tight to him.

He started fucking me in earnest and knowing my man, I knew he was about to cum very soon. And then he did, and as he was squirting his ample love juices into me, I splattered mine against the glass wall of the shower.

“This has got to be a record! I think we’ve done it in under 1½ minutes!” I said and turned my head to kiss Luigi.

“Yes, but there is no time for pillow-talk! You OK? I’ve pumped a whole day’s worth of my nutritious love juice into you, so clench! Or do you want to squirt it out?”

“No! I want to keep it in me! Thanks! I love you, Luigi!”

Lots of caressing while my man was pulling his big cock from me: hands all over my chest, my tummy, my shoulders, my back, my butt … There is just nobody like Luigi … perhaps Piero …? He is a lover of note but he is still very young … Oh well, Luigi gave me an impromptu fucking and I fucking loved it!

We finished in the bathroom in record time, towelling each other dry, brushing teeth, brushing hair, applying lotions and creams, spritzing some of our Hugo Boss The Scent. Then we went through the bedroom like a tornado, choosing clothes (I remembered what André had on, and took my identical garments from my bag), putting them on, touching each other, a kiss here and there, and before long, we were done and ready for breakfast.

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Breakfast was substantial – far more than a usual Italian breakfast – and we got up from the table sated and happy. But we were also sad to go. Nonna Moretti and her daughters and their husbands were salt of the earth, and so good. They really walked the extra kilometre (we’re metricised!) to make our stay memorable.

And some of the male members have done so with lots of thick centimetres and millilitres thick white injections …

We ran upstairs and finished packing. Ten minutes later we were all downstairs, except for Piero.

“Now where is that boy?” Nonna asked and looked expectantly at top of the staircase. “Luigi, please go find him! It’s late and you still wanted to do some sightseeing en route to Roma. Go see where he is!”

Luigi went upstairs to find Piero but stayed away a long time.

“Now what? I’ll go see Nonna,” Armando said, as he took the steps two by two.

Within 3 minutes we heard them coming down the passage, talking in Italian. But it was a bit muted …

They descended the staircase and when I looked at Piero, I knew he was homesick already. He is only 18 and here he is about to leave his family behind, and fly more than 10 000 km to a strange country. I could see that he has been crying too.

Thus: the ‘macho’ young Italian Stallion wasn’t so tough as he pretends to be, but he is as human as the rest of us. I got tears in my eyes and instinctively I wanted to go to him and hug him to me, but thought it best to restrain myself. It's Nonna, Gabriella and Armando, and perhaps Luigi’s prerogative.

Gabriella and Nonna walked to Piero and hugged him tightly. They are the perfect mother and grandmother: full of loving care.

Nonna said in Italian that there are always telephones and FaceTime on the iPhones, and video calls on WhatsApp, emails, and that they are coming to visit in 3 months’ time in any case. Plus, Luigi and zio Mario would be there, and Antonio!

“Sì Nonna!” Piero said and put his face on Nonna’s shoulder. She had her hand in his hair and the other one was stroking his back.

Armando took his son by the shoulders and told him to be happy and to smile. He wasn’t going to be alone, and wasn’t going to visit a place without his family and friends with him. Luigi and I would be there, as well as zio Mario and the others.

Armando hugged and kissed his beautiful son. It was super clear that there is a strong bond between them, and after the ‘shenanigans’, even more so.

“Sì Papà!” Piero said and big tears ran down his face when he looked at his dad.

My heart was broken for Piero’s sake and knew what it must feel like.

Then Piero surprised all of us. He lifted his chin, wiped the tears from his eyes and face, and said: “With Luigi and Antonio with me, I’d still be the beautiful tall Italian, and I’m going to excel at my medical studies. I’m just a bit sad to leave you behind! But it’s because I love you all very much!”

“I'm still with you until Saturday!” Armando said and hugged his son to him. Piero looked at his dad and I knew they were both thinking about the encounter the previous morning in Milano. It was like Piero got a second wind.

“Sí, Papà!”

“Now come boys,” Giancarlo said. “Get your stuff in the Kombis so we can leave. They’re parked outside.”

We took our luggage to the Kombis and once the stuff was loaded, we started to say goodbye to Nonna, Gabriella and the rest. Gabriella gave Armando a big brown bag with our snacks for the road.

[In South Africa, such food taken on a trip is called ‘padkos’ – literally translated as ‘road food’: pad = road; kos= food, and every person in South Africa uses the term ‘padkos’].

After much hugging and kissing and backslapping, we were in the Kombis – same configuration, much to the chagrin of André. André really loves me. Not just as my brother, my confidant, my friend but he also loves me as his lover. He really cares about me, despite his oddball behaviour at times.

Armando and Giancarlo drove the Kombis out of the city and soon we were on the SS674, driving southwards toward Siena. We would be passing many scenic views, so the iPhones were at the ready to click away.

The previous night after we returned home from the restaurant, Giancarlo took all our iPhones and loaded the music of the little concert the family gave us on Monday night on each one. It was worth it to have it on my iPhone, I thought as I listened to the first few bars of Nonna’s ‘The Entertainer’. What a family.

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San Gimignano is a small walled hill town known as the City of Beautiful Towers for its 14 surviving medieval towers. One could climb one of them for great views of the Tuscan countryside. There's an 11th century duomodecorated with 14th century frescoes, several museums, and according to the Italianos in the Kombis, several good restaurants serving typical Tuscan food, however we didn’t stop.

We drove past Gimignano and admired the vistas from a distance. There was just too much on the itinerary to stop there too.

Siena is a classic Tuscan medieval hill town 60 km south of Firenze (Florence) and one of the most popular towns in the area. It's a pretty town with a large fan-shaped piazza, beautiful cathedral, pedestrian streets with shops, and the second highest medieval bell tower in Italy (with 505 steps to the top).

By half past 11 we drove into Siena and our drivers took us straight to the Piazza del Campo, the famous square where horse races are held. The Palio di Siena, known locally simply as Il Palio, is a horse race that is held twice each year, on 2 July and 16 August. Ten horses and riders, bareback and dressed in the appropriate colours, represent ten of the seventeen contrade, or city wards.

There are numerous restaurants on the circumference of the piazza, but we had no time to sit down. We wanted to see something of this ancient place before we embarked on the long road to eternal Roma.

However, at least we did go to see the Torre del Mangia, the Siena Cathedral and the Biblioteca Piccolomini. The place is ancient but it offers a good view into the heritage of Tuscany, its people and its traditions. The artwork is spectacular.

By one o’clock the men got anxious for us to leave and soon we were on our way to Roma. We took the SS73 eastwards and eventually joined the southbound E35 towards Roma.

The snacks the ladies packed for us came in very handy and we feasted on all sorts of savoury and sweet snacks, washed it all down with bottled water or fruit juice.

The views were spectacular and the iPhones clicked away regularly.

It was only a 2½ hours’ drive from Siena to Roma, but the traffic, as we approached Roma … was a nightmare to put it mildly. Italianos are masters at art, music, food, style, architecture, race cars … and love … but driving, on ordinary roads or even the Autostrada (more or less the Italian version of an Autobahn in Germany) …? No, no, no! The hooting, the fists, the shouting at each other, and the sheer volume of traffic … a nightmare of epic proportions!

Fortunately, we had two very seasoned drivers and the family’s security complex unit is situated in the northern suburbs. Thus, we missed the mad rush in the streets in the centre of Roma. The roads on the outskirts leading towards Roma were enough of a nightmare!

After we arrived at the villa, we offloaded our luggage and freshened up in our rooms. Because we are one big happy family, Gabriella arranged for extra double beds to be placed in two of the larger rooms. We were allocated to one of them, and of course Piero and Giovanni opted to share with us. And of course, the Boertjie(Pierre) and the Pommie (Clive) just refused point-blank to sleep in another room.

“No! Read my lips! The answer is a loud and clear! A resounding NO! We’re not staying in another room! Finish en klaar! I’d rather sleep on the floor, but we’re going nowhere. Our luggage can stay in that room, but we’re sharing with the boys in here. We’ll just push the beds together and we’ll all sleep here! Basta!” I was amazed he knew the word, meaning ‘enough’! Pierre wasn’t a law student for nothing!

It also showed how far this ‘family’ affair has developed: no longer just a passing fad or for the convenience of regular sex, but a real love affair, and a brotherhood that surpasses everyone’s imagination or expectations!

We let it ride, but Gabriella caved in: she organised an extra sleeper couch to be put in our room. This way there would be extra sleeping space which could be ‘folded’ out of the way during the day. That sorted, then we all bundled back into the Kombis for some late afternoon sightseeing in Roma. We were glad the sleeping arrangements were sorted out. But with Pierre and Clive also there … who knows?

The traffic has not yet subsided completely – not by a long shot – but at least it was a bit better.

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We were driven to a parking lot not too far from the Vatican (which we were to visit the next day) and started walking towards our first goal, the Piazza Navona. It was really cold, and we took out our new scarves we got from Nonna in a heartbeat, and we looked sexy as fuck: models of note – Boss Models, no less – and all of us ranging from fairly tall, to very tall. I looked at ‘my’ men: every single one a beautiful man in his own right! Every one different, but stupendously attractive. We made heads turn when we were on any street!

I looked at my companions and noticed many of the pedestrians on the sidewalks looked at us twice. And they did so without showing any qualms! Quite a few male pedestrians – not all are necessarily Italian – really looked at us with adoration and admiration, and some with amazement to see a throng of men looking so snazzy and attractive. Those who passed us close enough, and saw André and me, took a double take and some even stopped dead in their tracks to look again.

We whipped out our iPhones and read some information on Wikipedia while Armando and Giancarlo enlightened us on the beauty of the piazza and surrounding buildings.

The piazza is a vast open space with old buildings and 3 beautiful fountains.

It was defined as a public space in the last years of the 15th century, when the city market was transferred here from the Campidoglio. Piazza Navona was transformed into a highly significant example of Baroque Roman architecture and art during the pontificate of Innocent X, and whose family palace, the Palazzo Pamphili, faced the piazza.

It features important sculptural and architectural creations: in the centre stands the famous Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi or Fountain of the Four Rivers, topped by the Obelisk of Domitian, brought in pieces from the Circus of Maxentius. There is the church of Sant'Agnese in Agone and the aforementioned Pamphili palace, that accommodates a long gallery.

Piazza Navona has two other fountains. At the southern end is the Fontana del Moro with a basin and four Tritons to which Bernini added a statue of a Moor, or African, wrestling with a dolphin. At the northern end is the Fontana di Nettuno or Fountain of Neptune; the statue of Neptune was added in 1878 to create a balance with La Fontana del Moro.

During its history, the piazza has hosted theatrical events and other fleeting activities. From 1652 until 1866, when the festival was suppressed, it was flooded on every Saturday and Sunday in August in elaborate celebrations of the Pamphili family. The pavement level was raised in the 19th century, and in 1869 the market was moved to the nearby Campo de'Fiori. Now an annual Christmas market is held in the piazza.

We walked past the buildings, took pictures of the fountains and were just in awe to see such beauty and how the Italians have preserved their antiquities and heritage. To think the piazza is more than 500 years old!

Armando decided it was time for us to have a snort, and took us to an eatery and bar that was in one corner of the piazza.

We sat down and all of us opted for some Italian wine for a change. Armando, Giancarlo and Luigi looked at the wine list and chose a red wine to drive away the cold.

Of course, it wasn’t long before André and Johann were heckling us, much to the delight of the sexy man behind the counter. He must have been in his 30s, a real Italian hunk with a stubble beard. He was about 2m tall and had the most gorgeous mouth and beautiful dark brown eyes. His English wasn’t too good, but of course there were multiple men in our group who could speak the language!

Once we were seated, and because of André and Johann’s antics, the barman (Daniello) came to take our orders. When the red wines the guys saw on the wine list were mentioned, Daniello looked at us and then said:

“Sei a Roma ora e avete bisogno di festeggiare! Vi suggerisco di ordinare la mia specialità, che è un cocktail che io chiamo una Delizia Romana. Ti piacerà! (You're in Rome now and you need to celebrate that! I suggest you order my speciality, which is a cocktail I call a Roman Delight. You'll love it!)”.

We translated and Johann was quick to quip: “Cocktails? With those we’re sure to get splattered all over this town! What are you putting in it?”

We translated to Daniello and he told us his Roman Delight contained Galliano, Limoncello, a dash of Drambuie and then topped with ginger ale, rounded off with a cherry on a toothpick and a mint leaf. It sounded divine!

“Avremo tutti un Delizia Romana per favore! (We’ll all have a Roman Delight please!)” Armando said and told Piero to go slow on the drink as it’s bound to have a serious punch to it.

André and I have heard of – but never experienced it ourselves – guys who got hammered from just one cocktail. The cocktail in question that caused the inebriation, is called a Manhattan Iced Tea … what a name for something that could knock you out and into bed! It contains up to 6 different liquors, of different colours and origin: Irish whiskey (or Scottish whisky), dark rum, gin, sweet vermouth, triple sec, cola and a lemon wedge, and sometimes a miniature umbrella. That sounds like a recipe for disaster and a huge headache!

When we asked Daniello about a Manhattan Iced Tea, the devils danced in his eyes, he winked at us and merely said: “Signori, un Manhattan Iced Tea è velenoso per il fegato quanto l'alcol puro! No, prendete piuttosto il mio Roman Delight! Così potrete gustarvelo senza il pericolo di intossicarvi, e potrete berne un altro e gustarvelo senza alcun pericolo! (Gentlemen, a Manhattan Iced Tea is as poisonous to one's liver as pure alcohol! No, rather have my Roman Delight! Then you can enjoy it without the danger of getting poisoned, and you can have another one and enjoy it without any danger!)”

So, we all decided to take it slow and stick with the Roman Delights, drinking it slowly!

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Daniello brought us our drinks personally and I noticed his big hands with the pitch-black hair on his fingers and on the back of his palms. And the fingers were big, long, immaculately clean and manicured, and beautiful! I looked at his shoes and of course, big too. He wore an apron so I couldn’t see his bulge, but just then he lifted the apron to reach into a pouch on his side to take out some coasters from there. The bulge was HUGE! Fucking enormous!

Daniello noticed I was looking at his crotch and he smiled at me, and winked.

Daniello went to mix our drinks and when he brought it to serve it to us, he said:

“Tu non sei italiano, ma si può parlare la lingua. Di dove sei? Come hai imparato a parlare italiano? Voi ragazzi guardare come i modelli! Sono onorato di servire voi! (You're not Italian but you can speak the language. Where are you from? How did you learn to speak Italian? You guys look like models! I'm honoured to serve you!)”, Daniello said as he put my drink in front of me.

I marvelled at his very big, beautiful very clean hairy hands. I looked him in his face and noticed his beautiful dark eyes, and I realised this man was meant for bigger things than working in a bar. He is far too attractive to be hidden behind a counter! He has the most gorgeous smile, perfect teeth and a beautiful black stubble. His eyes are big and of course, dark brown. His hair is slightly curly and of medium length, casually brushed back.

I told him in Italian that some of us are from South Africa and that we were doing modelling for Hugo Boss in London, and that we were on our way back to South Africa. When I told him that I learnt Italian because my husband-to-be wanted me to learn it, and I pointed to Luigi (who beamed at my adeptness with the language), Daniello’s eyes grew even bigger and he looked at me in astonishment.

“Ma non sembra che tu sei gay! Sono tutti qui gay? Veramente? Anche io! Mi sento così a casa nella vostra azienda ora! (But you don't look like you are gay! Is everybody here gay? Really? So am I! I feel so at home in your company now!)” Daniello said and smiled his big beautiful smile.

We complimented him on his appearance and that to us, he also didn't look like he was gay, and that he is attractive enough to be a model himself. We told him a bit about ourselves and of course he told us about himself. Apparently, he has had a lover – much younger – who ran off with a rich old man who bought this young man a sports car, a penthouse, clothes, jewellery … Daniello was devastated but accepted that his lover is a shallow gold digger and that he is better off without him.

Luigi asked Daniello if he had been to South Africa. Daniello told us he hasn’t been outside Italy – ever!

Of course, Daniello was invited to visit us on the spot, and I knew … I just knew … Daniello was going to fuck me, sooner or later! I got hard on the spot and when I fiddled with my hard-on, Daniello ever so casually, touched his bulge under the apron, and I was sure. This Italian hunk was going to fuck me, if and when he comes to South Africa!

I didn't know it was about to happen much sooner …

Daniello accepted with delight and whipped out his iPhone to get someone’s details. I was the one he looked at and I gave him my contact details. He aimed the phone at me and took a picture for his address book. Moments later my iPhone binged and there was a business card Daniello sent me, which I saved into my address book. I took a picture of him and saved it so I could know who it is.

Daniello excused himself to attend to other customers and urged us to try the cocktails he mixed for us. He winked at me and left me there with a raging boner! Fuck, I am such a slut!

I took the first sip and knew immediately I was going to like the drink! It is refreshing, it has wonderful undertones of the liquors in it, and the ginger ale just gave it the right finishing touch. But I paced myself, as I knew I’d be walking on all fours soon if I wasn’t careful.

We all fell quiet for a while – even André and Johann! We enjoyed the warmth of the bar and of the drink in our tummies. We were a happy bunch.

The rest of the troupe also loved the cocktail and soon Daniello was back to take further orders. Armando told him we still wanted to do some sightseeing but that on our way back to our Kombis, we’d stop there again and take him up on his offer for a second delightful drink.

Daniello was sincerely sorry to see us go, but we wanted to go see the Pantheon, the Trevi Fountains and the Spanish Steps before it was too late. He understood, and invited us to come have dinner in the bar. He whipped out the bar menu and Armando made positive sounds when he saw what was on offer. He showed it to Giancarlo who agreed that we would consider having dinner with Daniello.

When we got up to leave, Daniello came to greet us. When he took my hand, he looked directly in my eyes, winked and asked: “Posso abbracciarti, per favore? (May I please hug you?)”

“Ma certo che puoi! Prego! (But of course you may! Please!)” I said and put my arms around his chest. He smelled divine. He has moved apron to the side and when he pulled me in towards him, I felt the insanely huge bulge in his pants. My dick was hard again and he felt it.

He looked at me and mouthed: “Per favore! Presto! (Please! Soon!)”.

“Sì!”

I could feel his cock is enormous and it was hard … Fuck!

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From the Piazza, we walked to the Pantheon, which was a former Roman temple. Now it is a church on the site of an earlier temple. The emperor Hadrian completed the present building and he probably dedicated it in about 126 AD. He retained Agrippa's original inscription, which has confused its real date of construction to this day.

Of course, Wikipedia gave us some more information on this very old ancient building.

The building is circular with a portico of large granite Corinthian columns (eight in the first rank and two groups of four behind) under a pediment. A rectangular vestibule links the porch to the rotunda, which is under a coffered concrete dome, with a central opening (oculus) to the sky. Almost two thousand years after it was built, the Pantheon's dome is still the world's largest unreinforced concrete dome. The height to the oculus and the diameter of the interior circle are the same, 43.3 metres. How is that for the Mathematics of the Romans of almost 2 000 years ago!

It is one of the best-preserved of all Ancient Roman buildings, in large part because it has been in continuous use throughout its history, and since the 7th century, the Pantheon has been used as a church, dedicated to "St. Mary and the Martyrs", but informally it’s known as "Santa Maria Rotonda". The square in front of the Pantheon is called Piazza della Rotonda. The Pantheon is a state property and in 2013 alone, over 6 million people visited it.

We took many pictures and we were in awe of the almost 2 000-year-old building that still stands after all those years, many wars and many governments, different rulers ... It is a masterpiece and we felt small and insignificant to stand in the shade of such grand design and construction.

Inside the building, standing right in the centre looking up at the oculus, André came to stand right next to me. We both held our iPhones below us, aimed at our faces framed by the oculus and took some selfies. This was a moment to remember.

It was getting late, so Armando urged us to finish taking pictures. Of course, we took pictures from every angle and I thought I was going to make a screen saver using these pictures. It is such a beautiful building.

We left the Pantheon reluctantly, and joined the others waiting outside, and walked the rather short distance to the Trevi Fountain.

“You engineers are holding us up! Do we need to call in the SPCA to get you street dogs off the street into some warm kennels?” Clive joked.

“Watch it, Mister! You’ll sleep outside with the street mongrels tonight!” André retorted and put his arm around my shoulder.

Wikipedia also gave us some information on this famous fountain:

The Trevi Fountain (Fontana di Trevi) is a fountain in the Trevi district. It stands 26.3 metres high and is 49.15 metres wide. It is the largest Baroque fountain in the city and one of the most famous fountains in the world. The fountain has appeared in several notable films, including Federico Fellini's La Dolce Vita and in Dan Brown’s book Angels and Demons.

The fountain sits at the junction of three roads that marks the terminal point of the "modern" Acqua Vergine, one of the aqueducts that supplied water to ancient Rome. In 19 BC, supposedly with the help of a virgin, Roman technicians located a source of pure water some 13 km from the city. (This scene is presented on the present fountain's façade.) However, the eventual indirect route of the aqueduct made its length some 22 km. This Aqua Virgo led the water into the Baths of Agrippa. It supplied fresh fountain water to Rome for more than 400 years.

Coins are purportedly meant to be thrown, using the right hand over the left shoulder. This was the theme of 1954's Three Coins in the Fountain sung by Frank Sinatra, and the Academy Award-winning song by that name which introduced the picture.

An estimated €3,500 are thrown into the fountain each day. The money has been used to subsidise a supermarket for Rome's needy. However, there are regular attempts to steal coins from the fountain but of course it is illegal to do so.

The backdrop to the fountain, the square and the buildings behind it, were just incredible and I thought of Dad and Mom … I would just love them to see this too.

Needless to say, we all took a €1 or €2 coin from our wallets and stood in a long line to throw the coins into the fountain on the count of three. Giancarlo and Armando would take the pictures of us ‘throwing our money in the water’, as André put it, ‘sobbing’ about the money we were about to waste! What a clown.

Before we threw our coins in the fountain, Clive offered to buy André a beanie and a coffee to make up for his ‘loss’.

“Where did your dad find you? In an orphanage? You’re just too good to be true! Thank you, my good man!” André answered and formally shook Clive’s hand. Of course, he pulled André into an embrace and kissed him on the spot.

The old pretence of vigorously wiping his mouth and tongue, and faux vomiting, and pulling faces, ensued. There is but one André! A clown of note!

But on the count of ‘3’, we all tossed our coins into the fountain over our left shoulders and Johann shouted: “Hiep, Hiep, Hoera!”, which is the Afrikaans version of hip, hip hurray. Johann grabbed Gunther and kissed him right there by the fountain. Not to be outsmarted, André grabbed Juan and kissed him too.

Luigi looked at me but Piero was too fast: he grabbed me and kissed me. His eyes closed as he held me close and my heart warmed towards this beautiful sexy boy.

Of course, we all ended up kissing everyone in the group and the next thing, a tall guy with curly blonde hair, dressed very fashionable, put his arms out and asked in French: “Et qui va me baiser? (And who is going to kiss me?)”.

Piero, having studied French at school, stepped up and took the stranger in his arms and gave him a kiss of note! The guy was totally flabbergasted because he could tell we were in a group and he never thought his joking about getting a kiss, would actually lead to a real kiss!

We all pitched in and offered to kiss him. He was a very tall and very sexy man. He couldn’t believe it when we all lined up to kiss him. Just then a petite brunette joined him and smiled angelically at the kissing. He said his name is Étienne.

“C’est ma sœur Amélie Rousseau! (This is my sister Amélie Rousseau!)”.

We greeted her and all of us kissed her hand. She was taken aback with so much gallant cavalry amongst the throng of sexy men. But she picked up from the kissing that we are all gay, as we all kissed her brother.

I tried my best German to ask Étienne for his contact details and lo and behold, he understood, although he answered me in French. He took my iPhone from me and entered his details and gave me his iPhone to enter my details. Then we took pictures of each other for our address books.

This tall hunky blonde Frenchie could easily have been one of the characters in Asterix! He is blonde, but very sexy and handsome. I looked at his hands: very long fingers with very big perfectly manicured nails. They are clipped short but the nails covering his fingertips are big. And his hands are completely hairless. I thought how odd it would be to take him to bed: he’d be the only one without any body hair!

I looked at his crotch, but his open jacket was long and covered his bulge. He realised where I was looking and he slightly pulled his jacket open … ahh! A considerably big bulge! Hmmm!

Étienne winked at me and I smiled at this sexy French man.

After Gunther, Étienne is one of the first blonde men I’ve met that is devastatingly sexy and beautiful. He might have a hairless body, but for Pete’s sakes! The man is tall, his hair is gorgeous and his deep blue eyes would put any man in a state of desire! I wished on the spot I could have sex with him!

And then Luigi did the unthinkable: he invited Étienne to come visit us that night if he is free. Luigi spoke French to him and Étienne looked at his sister who spoke in rapid French to her brother, clearly urging him on to visit us. I heard the word ‘cinema’ and knew she was going to see a movie.

We organised with Étienne where we’d meet him before we went back to the villa. Then Johann suggested that he joined us for dinner at Daniello’s. Luigi translated to Étienne and he agreed. He spoke to his sister and she kissed him on the cheek and waved at us. Étienne explained to us that she was going to meet her friends at a restaurant close to the Vatican and then go to the movies.

Ahhh! The stage was set for a multiple fuck session again! My cock was hard in seconds! I was sure this man has a very long cock – perhaps not as thick as Armando’s but I was sure it is going to be an experience to remember. Little did I know about his hyperspermia, which topped even Piero, his massive balls and his stamina, topping anybody else I knew.

I also didn’t know what Johann had in store for me, with Étienne … I was in for a special treat I never thought possible!

As Amélie departed, Étienne got into a discussion with Luigi and Piero. I saw he was looking at me a lot while they were talking – at times Luigi and Piero’s French was somewhat laboured – and Étienne’s big blue eyes were very big at times. I’m sure Piero was blunt in telling him about all the shenanigans between the members of the group, mostly focused on me.

At one stage Étienne stopped talking and looked at me. He said something in French, which I didn’t understand. Luigi had to ask Étienne to repeat it and then Luigi simply said: “Oui (Yes)!” He whispered to me in Italian that Étienne had the hots for me and couldn’t wait to fuck me. He told me that Étienne had a problem with his previous lovers who hated his hyperspermia and big cock … music to my ears! Luigi told me that Étienne has never experienced a double fuck and was keen to try it with Piero.

Thus, the table was set: I was going to be fucked by 12 men tonight. And Armando and Giancarlo are included – there was no way they are going to sit out tonight’s round of fucking!

Just for good measure, Étienne took me by the shoulders and looked deep into my eyes with his incredibly blue eyes and smiled. He said something, which was translated to whoops from those Italians who could understand French: “I want to make passionate and incredible love to you, and I want to try a double with Piero.” I smiled at him and just stood there flabbergasted when he kissed me. He had such wonderfully full and soft lips. Then he hugged me … wow! “S'il vous plaît (Please)!’

“Spanish Steps, Anton! We still need to go see the Spanish Steps! Come on!” Johann said. I was brought back to earth and then just looked at the sexy Frenchman with much anticipation.

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The walk to the Spanish Steps was brief, but I was heckled to no end about the brief interlude with Étienne. He didn’t understand much Italian but laughed at the antics of the men and even when Johann and André passed remarks in English, he understood to some extent, but took it in his stride.

We gathered at the bottom of the steps in front of the Fountain of the Ugly Boat and took some pictures. The sight of the crystal clear, clean water and meticulously clean fountain, made me thirsty and I wanted some water.

“Where can I buy some water?” I asked Luigi.

“No, not in Roma! Here we drink from the nasoni (noses)! Go ahead! It’s perfectly clean and safe to drink. I’ll drink first to show you it is safe. Come!” Luigi said.

He stepped towards the fountain and held his hand under one of the spouts (“nose”) and drank the water. I followed suit and I took my empty bottle from my bag and filled it under one of the spouts of the Fontana del Baccacia.

I took a sip and …Wow! Much to the surprise of the other non-Italians – excluding Giovanni, of course – who looked on as I too drank water from the fountain. The water is cold and it really tastes like water from a spring in the mountain. It is delicious!

“Romans pride themselves on their ability to consistently deliver clean drinking water. This is a tribute to the ancient Roman architects who created the first aqueducts to bring water to the city. The Romans call the fountains standing all over Rome, the nasoni, which means “noses”, making fun of the protruding running faucets,” Luigi explained.

At the Fontana del Baccacia, the water runs from openings of the water-filled ‘boat’ in the fountain.

Armando stepped up to us and said: “In today’s world of bottled water, most people will look at you in horror if you suggested to drink from a public water fountain. In Rome though, it’s the norm and the water is really good. In fact, most residents of Rome will tell you not to waste €3 on bottled water, when the water from the ‘nose’ is free, and just as pure, if not purer.”

The others joined in and we all drank some water from the Fountain of the Ugly Boat! We took lots of pictures of us at the fountain and drinking the water. I thought Mom would be horrified!

Armando took the lead and told us briefly about the spectacular fountain in front of us.

“The Fontana della Barcaccia (Longboat Fountain) is a Baroque-style fountain here at the foot of the Spanish Steps in the Piazza di Spagna. Pope Urban VIII commissioned Pietro Bernini in 1623 to build the fountain as part of a prior Papàl project to erect a fountain in every major piazza in Rome.”

Not to be outsmarted by his brother-in-law, Giancarlo continued:

“The sculptural fountain is made into the shape of a half-sunken ship with water overflowing its sides into a small basin. Can you see that? Now, the source of the water is from the Acqua Vergine, an aqueduct from 19 BC. Bernini built this fountain to be slightly below street level due to the low water pressure from the aqueduct. Water flows from seven points of the fountain: the centre baluster, two inside the boat from sun-shaped human faces and four outside the boat. Most of these public “noses” have actually run so consistently that there is a pool of erosion below the ever-spouting water, through the metal or rock on which they sit.”

He promised to show us some of the other “noses” around the city.

We turned to the steps and just stood in awe of the view with the beautiful church at the top.

And once more our iPhones and Wikipedia gave us some clues to the beautiful vista in front of us.

The Spanish Steps (Scalinata di Trinità dei Monti) are a set of steps climbing a steep slope between the Piazza di Spagna at the base and Piazza Trinità dei Monti, dominated by the beautiful Trinità dei Monti Church at the top.

The monumental stairway that has 135 steps was built with French diplomat Étienne Gueffier’s bequeathed funds of 20,000 scudi in 1723–1725. It linked the Bourbon Spanish Embassy, and the Trinità dei Monti Church (that was under the patronage of the Bourbon kings of France), both located at the top, to the Holy See in Palazzo Monaldeschi located at the bottom.

The Spanish Steps have been restored several times, most recently in 1995. A new renovation commenced by the end of May 2016 and the steps were closed. It then reopened on 21 September 2016.

We started climbing the 135 steps and, being the fit hockey players, with an ace squash players amongst us, Juan, Pierre, André and I were leading the throng of sexy men ascending the steps. When I looked back, I was surprised to see even Étienne was right behind us! Wow!

When we reached the top, we urged the others on and some of them – notably the older Italians, but not too much – were panting. We took pictures of their climb and soon the heckling started.

André and Johann would just not leave anybody in peace – ever!

It was getting dark and then the magic happened. The lights came on. Wow! The scene was breathtakingly beautiful! Of course we clicked away. I sent one of the pictures as well as me drinking water from the fountain to Dad’s iPhone. He answered in 15 seconds’ time with just one word: “Ongelooflik! (Unbelievable)!”

My heart gave a pang as I read the one word, thinking about my wonderful Dad. He is such an integral part of my life … our lives.

“Come on guys, we must go. I’m hungry and I'd love to see what Daniello has in store for us. You guys also hungry?” Armando asked as we started to descend the Spanish Steps. But not before we have taken numerous pictures.

Yes, we were starving and clambered down the steps, two at a time.

We backtracked and went back to the Trevi Fountain. And we were astounded by what we saw. The whole fountain was lit and it looked like something from a fairy tale. Of course, we stopped and took some more pictures, now with Étienne joining us.

Étienne is an incredible sexy tall blonde man with exquisitely big beautiful hands. But his milk-white hands sticking out his jacket sleeves are totally hairless.

After we’ve been wowed by the Trevi Fountain and Piazza at night, we all headed to Daniello’s bar. When we entered the bar, Daniello was very busy and was attending to a group of tourists at the counter. We stood by the door, away from the cold outside, but inside the bar-cum-restaurant, and waited. We thought of sitting at the bar, but it would be a tight fit to find 13 seats vacant at the same time. Therefore, we waited for Daniello so he could organise us a table.

When Daniello saw us, his face lit up like a Christmas tree. He wiped his hands on his cloth immediately, flung it on the counter and came right up to us. I thought he was going to kiss us!

“Ben tornato! Sono così felice di vedere voi ragazzi! Ho pensato a te tutto il tempo! Vieni, mi permetta di organizzare un tavolo! Entra! Wow! Sono così felice di rivederti! (Welcome back! I am so glad to see you guys! I've been thinking about you all the time! Come, let me organise you a table! Come in! Wow! I'm so glad to see you again!)” Daniello said and took my brother and me by the arm and led us to the table in the corner.

He ordered one of the waiters to help him to push 3 tables together and rearranged the chairs.

“Per favore! Per favore! Siedo e mi permetta di portare un altro cocktail! E chi è questo? Benvenuto! Il mio nome è Danielle e tu chi sei? (Please! Please! Sit down and let me bring you another cocktail! And who is this? Welcome! My name is Daniello and who are you?)” Daniello said and smiled like he had just won the Lotto! He was introduced to Étienne and the two men shook hands.

“What? Is this Ita bringing us more cocktails! I’d rather have a light beer! No more cocktails for me! No thanks!” André said and shook his head. My brother might appear to others as if he were a hard macho man, but deep down, I knew he is a gentle soul and not a hard drinker in the least.

We all had a laugh and Armando delivered the verdict of no more cocktails. “How about some red wine like we wanted to order earlier? I saw they have some very good reds here. I’ll get us a few bottles,” he said.

He asked Daniello about the wine and the latter became very happy and vocal about the reds he carried. He went to the back and almost immediately he returned with 3 bottles of the stuff. A Pinotage from some cellar in Tuscany. That’s why Armando knew it!

After he opened the first bottle and he sniffed and inspected the cork, Daniello poured a sip for Armando to taste. And of course, Daniello got a thumbs up to pour the dark liquid. It smelled woody and smoky and when I took my first sip, I was pleasantly surprised. It was very good!

Daniello was very pleased and beamed from ear to ear. When Luigi told him we were vintners, the man’s face lit up. It was a fait accompli that he would visit us in South Africa.

“I'm suggesting some of their pasta. Usually, the pasta in Roma is to die for. Pizza too, but my money is on some lasagne or Bolognese, as you call it. And lots of Parmesan cheese and black pepper!” Armando said.

We decided to leave it up to Armando and Giancarlo to order the food. We would be happy with whatever they’d choose. After 4 days in Italy, we were hooked. We loved Italian food and anything goes, we felt.

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We had the most wonderful pasta. Daniello brought us a bowl with Bolognese, a serving dish with lasagne and some meatballs in a basil tomato sauce. And some Italian flatbread. We ate like kings and the Pinotage was a good choice. All thumbs up for Armando!

I thought of the night ahead and although I knew I was going to get fucked by 12 guys with big dicks – the smallest being my brother, with his 24,5cm, by no means small – with the biggest being Armando, with his huge, thick 35cm cock. I still didn’t know Étienne also had 35cm, but not as thick as Armando’s. That was going to be a big – literally! – surprise!

By 9 o’clock Armando was getting antsy and wanted to leave. When he announced to Daniello that we were on our way, it looked like the sexy dark-haired Italian was about to burst into tears.

“No! No! Si prega di non andare ancora! Ti darò Tiramisù, gratis! Si prega di non andare! (No! No! Please don't go yet! I'll give you Tiramisu, free! Please don't go!)” Daniello said with a sad voice and he wasn't impressed that we wanted to leave.

We agreed to the Tiramisu and thanked him, and when Daniello himself brought it, it was obvious it was made with lots of attention, care and love. The coffee in the Tiramisu was delicious!

And Daniello brought two large pots of Lavazza filter coffee and clean cups. Wow!

Armando told Daniello we were about to leave now but also said we’d be back on Friday night and we would like to invite him to visit us in the villa.

Daniello beamed. He told us he had his day off on Friday, ahead of the busy weekend. Armando invited him to stay over at the villa on Friday night. Daniella offered to accompany us on our short visit to the city on Saturday morning before we got ready for our flight to South Africa.

Daniello looked at us like a boy waiting for Christmas Eve! I was in for the surprise of a lifetime but of course I didn’t know it … yet!

We departed and took a brisk walk back to the Kombis close to the Vatican. It was cold outside.

The trip back to the villa was quiet and we huddled together in the vehicles, still cold.

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Once home and inside the villa, we all decided to rather get a shower and then get into bed. Nobody wanted more to eat or drink. We were sated … but of course the real dessert was about to be served … slut!

Armando got Étienne a toothbrush from the supply in the pantry, got each one of us a towel and then we divided into two groups and went into the bathrooms. Étienne made sure he was in our group … hmmm!

When we got to our room, we just undressed without batting an eyelid and went into the bathroom stark naked. I saw Étienne was a bit shy but he did undress. I got a glimpse of a very white, but ample cock he tried to hide behind his hands.

“Is he shy? Why! We’re going to fuck just now! And I'm sure he wants to fuck our boy! Tell him to relax and show us his cock. It looks like it’s a big one!” Pierre said and looked at Étienne’s hands covering his cock and when he saw the man’s cock was no longer soft, he urged Luigi to tell Étienne to show us.

Luigi obliged and told Étienne something, which left him beetroot red, but he let go of his cock, which jutted out in front of him. It is a big one! Not as thick as Armando’s cock, but it could easily be 35cm too if it grew exponentially … which it did! It is very white, is very veiny and it has a very big head, covered with a long foreskin. The man has real huge low-hanger balls. His pubic hair is a dark blonde and it makes his manhood look very nice.

“Wow! Étienne, that is a big one! Ant, are you up for it?” Pierre quipped.

Luigi opened the faucet and when the water reached temperature, he got in and I followed. The rest of the gang followed us, plus Étienne. His cock was rock-hard by now, pointing up towards the ceiling and his shyness was less obvious. In fact, the fact that we were all hard, made him to relax completely.

We had hands all over each other and once again, like always, I was so impressed with Pierre and Clive’s huge cocks. I looked at Étienne’s cock and saw that indeed, it is longer than Pierre and Clive’s cocks, and almost as thick. The big balls are very inviting and before I knew it, I reached out and took the two balls in my one hand and wrapped my other hand around his big cock. It was going to be a real pleasure to have sex with this man.

Then he surprised me like he did earlier: he took me in his arms and gave me a real French kiss! A REALFrench kiss, I thought! It was a kiss of note and it was really nice. It was on par with Luigi and Piero’s kisses, and Pierre’s and Clive and Giovanni ... all good kissers. But Étienne’s kisses were deep, sensual, lots of gentle tongue, lots of spit … hmmm! … and his lips are soft and moulded over my mouth … Here is a man who knows how to kiss!

Piero moved in behind me and kissed me in my neck, pushing his big hard cock between my legs. The others closed in as well and we all had a few moments exploring each other’s bodies with Étienne’s body and cock the main new attraction.

“Come on guys! We must finish showering. The rest of the troupe will be here any minute now. Mio caro, you can have lots of fun with Étienne just now! Let’s shower first!” Luigi said and stepped under the water.

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The rest of the time in the bathroom was fairly mellow, albeit electrically charged, but we managed to finish, and brushed our teeth and put on some lotions and the like …

And then it was like a tornado hit the room: André and Johann, followed by the rest.

“Baby bro! You must see Armando’s huge cock! It’s enormous! I hope he doesn't have a plan to fuck you with it! How big is … oh, I see! Étienne also has a very big and very white cock himself! But look at all the veins and his big balls!” André was relentless.

“And here I was thinking my balls are the biggest and hung lowest of us all. Étienne has put me to shame! Wow, Frenchie! That is a big cock and some low hangers!” Johann put in. Luigi translated as best he could. Poor Étienne had a lot to learn about my brother and his clowning mate, Johann. He blushed beetroot red!

I looked at his cock and saw it was almost completely hard again, but he put his hands over it … poor man. The big pink head was very prominent.

I looked at Johann’s perpetually rubbery cock and noticed again his balls are big and that they hang low, but Étienne’s are just that bit bigger and hung that bit lower. Plus, his cock is way longer than Johann’s.

Then Armando and Giancarlo entered and I gasped. Both were very hard and I really couldn’t fathom taking Armando in me the previous morning, together with Piero already in me … I was in for one hell of a surprise … quite a few actually.

Juan and Gunther entered and they too were hard and once again I loved to see their cocks. They’re no longer the biggest in our group, but the fucking I’ve had from them in the past, was memorable to the last centimetre and last millilitre. They are wonderful lovers and I love their cocks.

Piero was the first to approach me and said point-blank he wanted to be first to fuck me, ‘to open me up and lube me up good for the others’. “Plus, I have enough shots to do it three times tonight! Come mio caro! I want to make memorable love to you and show the rest how it’s done!”

Luigi winked at me and nodded ever so gently. I stepped up to Piero who pushed me backwards towards the bed while he had his hands all over me, his mouth over mine and I had his big thick cock in my hands.

“Étienne, please feel free to join them,” Luigi said to Étienne in Italian. Obviously, he understood, as he stepped towards us and was caressing Piero’s back, his neck and was kissing my young Italian Stallion on the cheek.

Piero turned his head and kissed him on the mouth … Piero was a goner! He groaned and made the most wonderful sounds into Étienne’s mouth! He obviously loved the kissing as much as I did!

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I was sucking Piero’s big cock when Étienne saw the opportunity to move in behind me. He licked my exposed hole and pushed a very long and wet tongue deep into me, while he was caressing my butt and back. His other hand was between my legs, fondling my cock and balls.

I was just starting to enjoy it when I felt Étienne getting up and next thing, I felt his long thick cock pushing against my hole. I put my hand back and felt he was sopping wet! He is producing plots of precum like most of the guys in the group – and most definitely enough to fuck me.

The big head stretched my hole and he just held still, waiting for my hole to open, so he could push in … ahhh! I felt my hole giving way and then the big cockhead was inside me. Oh fuck! It was, once again, the most wondrous feeling to experience a big cock entering me.

Étienne held still and flexed his cock, which made me groan with Piero’s cock in my mouth. The cockhead and shaft in me were very big, but Étienne was in no hurry to push into me, or hurting me. It was obvious he is a seasoned fucker, and knew how to use his mammoth cock inside a bottom!

I thought he'd forgotten to push in so I pushed back to get more of the cock inside me. He caught on and pushed forward. The big head scraped over my prostate and I groaned. It was incredible and sent a shockwave through my whole body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Juan and my brother kissing each other, playing with each other, and at the same, with Johann and Gunther. A great foursome developing between them.

On the other side of the bed Giovanni was standing next to Luigi, hands on each other’s cocks, fondling their big cocks. Next to them, my two beautiful hung stallions – Pierre and Clive were really going at each other: kissing, hugging and playing with each other’s massive cocks.

Étienne’s cock was approaching my inner sphincter and I thought that if Armando’s cock could go in there, his cock would too. When his cockhead reached the sphincter, he held back, as if it wouldn’t go any deeper. I pushed back to make him understand I wanted him to push in deeper. Then he applied just enough pressure to make my sphincter relax and pop open to let his monster cockhead in. Étienne howled like a wolf when his cock went in all the way. He said something in French, which was translated in my mind as that he’s never been that deep inside a man before! Well, there is always a first time!

I didn't know what was about to happen to me for the first time …

Étienne started to fuck me and now I was the one howling like a wolf! This man wasn’t just a good-looking man who knew how to kiss properly – he knew how to fuck properly too! He’d pull out completely until the head slipped out … He’d put it back on my hole and pushed in until it popped back into my colon and then he’d push into me all the way until his big balls hung against mine between my legs. He’d fuck me a couple of times while he was deep in me and then he'd’ repeat the pulling out and pushing back in again.

And then he shot his first load of the night! I didn’t know the man would be able to cum multiple times, so I was a bit disappointed when I heard him growling and felt his cock pulsating deep inside me, while he held his cockhead deep in my colon, pumping his immense load into me. I could feel how big the load was by the enormous pulsations and the head swelling up big time inside me. It could’ve been 13 spurts – I guessed. I didn't really know how much he did cum until much later …

Piero had waited long enough, and in laboured French he obviously asked Étienne to pull out first and allow him in. Étienne pulled out and I wondered what was happening when Piero told me he asked Étienne to pull out but to push back in as soon as I had Piero’s cock in me. He asked me to sit on his cock.

With Étienne’s first load in me, it was a breeze to take Piero’s big cock and I wasted no time to sit down on it until his big cockhead pushed into my colon.

He said something in French to Étienne and I felt him approaching me from behind. I was expecting to be double-fucked but not so soon. However, I just loved to get a double so I just relaxed and allowed the long white French cock to enter me on top of Piero’s much darker and thicker cock already in me.

Once again, Étienne surprised me: he was very gentle and if he didn’t say he hasn’t had a double before, I wouldn’t have known. He pushed in very slowly and gently, but being so excited, his cock was twitching a lot, making my hole stretch big time. The cockhead is big! And the cock itself isn’t small!

Soon Étienne was balls-deep in me again and his huge balls were hanging against mine. He started to fuck me and I realised just how much I've missed Johann’s big balls slapping against mine while he is fucking me. It was the same with Étienne: his big balls felt delightful against mine!

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Soon Piero approached his first orgasm and I knew my man was going to whitewash my insides! I knew just how hyperspermic he is and wished I could actually see how he pumped his cum deep into me!

He groaned and held me by the hips as he thrust his cock in and out while he was cumming. It felt wonderful and I wondered how many times he was going to do it.

He said something to Étienne and he pulled out. Étienne must have misunderstood him as he too pulled out.

Étienne said something which Luigi translated which said he wanted another round. He’s come to the right place for that, I thought!

“It’s our turn! Come on, can we have our boy please!” Johann announced and took Piero’s place on the bed. Gunther followed him onto the bed.

“Do you trust me, Anton?” Johann asked.

“Yes, I do. Why?”

“Do you trust me and let me try something which I’m sure you’d love. Do you trust me?” he repeated.

“You know I’d trust you with my whole life! What is it?”

“The Jerry man and I have been talking when we were excluded … from … your … bed … shame on you! … and we want to try something. It will sound weird but trust me … you will love it! OK?”

“OK …” I said not knowing what to expect.

“Sit on me please and push down so my whole cock is in you … Could we have some lube here please?”

‘Lube’? The two of them produce enough precum to supply a whorehouse!

I loved sitting on Johann’s cock and then take Johann’s perpetually rubbery cock with it in me … what was going to happen tonight, I thought.

I sat down on the big 29cm rubbery cock and felt how nicely it fitted in me. As always, I loved the feeling of a cock gliding into me …

Johann pushed his groin up and made sure he was in all the way.

“I can feel the Frenchie’s and Piero’s huge loads in there. There is a lot of cum in you Anton! OK Jerry man! Do it!” Johann said.

Gunther’s hands were behind me and then the most amazing thing happened. Gunther put some lube on my hole and over Johann’s cock shaft in me and I felt him moving behind me. I was bracing myself to take his big German cock in me as well … I thought Gunther was going to penetrate me with Johann already in me … but I felt something big being pushed into me next to Johann’s cock.

I heard some of the other guys drawing in their breaths and wondered what was going on.

Johann was holding his breath and when the object plopped in, he groaned. I felt very full and my rectum just beyond the sphincter, was stretched a lot, and I wanted to cum on the spot!

“What was that?” I asked and looked over my shoulder at Gunther.

“Here is the other one!” he said and I felt another globular object entering me! Johann’s balls! No, that’s not possible! Or could it …?

“You have my cock and balls in you now! How does it feel?” Johann asked.

“What? Are your balls inside me as well? Wow! That feels wonderful! I love it! You really know how to surprise me!” I said and leaned down to kiss this beautiful man with the moustache.

“There is one more surprise but I want to see if I can fuck you without pulling my balls out … hold on!” Johann said as he slowly pulled back. I felt how his balls pushed against my sphincter and just before they plopped out, Johann pushed back into me.

“Jerry, let’s do it! I think it’s best I held still,” Johann said as he held me by the hips.

“What’s happening, Snorreman?” (Snor = moustache; snorre = moustaches; man = man)

Gunther put his hands on my hips and I felt his big thick 29,5cm cock pushing against my hole, already stuffed with a big cock and two big balls! This was going to be a fucking to be remembered!

The big German cockhead stretched my hole and I felt how it pushed Johann’s balls deeper into me, and to the sides. Johann groaned … was it in pain or delight?

“Are you OK Johann?” I asked.

“Oh fuck yes! Fuck yes! I should’ve done this ages ago! I just love my balls being played with and sucked, but this is on a much grander scale! I love it!” Johann said and pulled me down to kiss him. His arms were tight around my chest.

As I bent down and when Johann hugged me so tight, I felt Gunther’s cockhead popping into me and he held still … oh fuck! I was really being stuffed wholesale! But it felt good and I was happy I could be the one to make Johann’s dream come true! It was a first for me too, and I loved it!

Gunther pushed his big cockhead deeper into me and I groaned in Johann’s mouth. Fuck, it is a big cock, on top of Johann’s (thankfully!) rubbery big cock, but there are two big balls in me too. Wow!

Johann’s balls in me were pushed to the sides, stretching my rectum immensely and it felt wonderful. I loved every second of it! Gunther’s thick cock was advancing into me and soon it reached my inner sphincter. Johann’s cockhead was nestled nicely in my colon and was leaking lots of precum, which, together with the cum in me, assisted Gunther’s entry into my colon. However, Gunther’s cock too is leaking copious amounts of precum itself!

Gunther pushed gently and my sphincter gave way as the huge head plopped through, coming to rest on top of Johann’s big rubbery cockhead.

“Wow! Mein Gott! This is incredible! I can feel your balls pushing against my cock! Yes! I want to do this again and as often as Anton is ready and available and wants something special! Right, mein Schatz?” Gunther said and kissed me on the cheek.

I turned my head and gave him a proper kiss, albeit lopsided. Johann joined us and the three of us, conjoined in my rectum, were kissing each other with lots of tongue and lots of saliva … hmmmm! Lots and lots of tongue too! Did I mention lots of saliva …?

“Jerry my love, your huge cock is pushing the right buttons! I’m going to shoot my load my man! How about you?” Johann said and I could feel his breathing was deepening and was getting faster.

“Same here! I want to cum and feel how your balls contract against my cock when you shoot your load! Ready Anton?” Gunther said.

“Yes, but I don’t want to cum! However I want to feel you pumping your wonderful man juices into me. Give it to me!” I said and marvelled at the two big cocks and two balls in me, giving me so much pleasure.

Gunther fucked me with long deep thrusts, and he was groaning like someone in pain. I felt his thick cock starting to swell as it was about to shoot his signature huge load on top of Johann’s cockhead.

Johann held my face between his hands and he was kissing me like the super lover that he is. His long tongue was invading my mouth and I sucked on it like my life depended on it.

Johann’s muffled voice in my mouth said something about ‘cum’ and I knew he too was about to pump his big load into me.

Gunther’s cock exploded and the extra stimulation of his huge cockhead on Johann’s cock, made him cum too. The two men were pumping mighty loads of cum into me.

I had my work cut out not to cum with them … I still had Giovanni, Pierre, Clive, the two dads to fuck me, and I was sure Piero and Étienne were ready to go another round.

Juan and André! I looked over at them just as Gunther collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.

Juan was fucking André standing up! They were lost in their own world and it was clear the love between them was much more than a happy accident or without any real feelings. My heart swelled in my chest and when I noticed Juan’s big cock in my brother’s hole, I felt a little jealous as I loved every fucking he gave me … Well, there would be other chances for him to fuck me again.

“Jerry, this was some of the best sex we’ve had with our boy! What do you say? Did you enjoy it, Anton? Was it as nice for you as it was for us?” Johann said as he rubbed his nose over mine.

“Yes, it was spectacular and I enjoyed it a lot. Thanks guys!” I said and kissed the German man who put his face right next to my mouth.

“Danke mein Schatz! With you, and my man here of course, I’ve experienced the most wonderful sex and experiences with your than ever before!” Gunther said and made his cock twitch deep in me. Oh fuck, it felt wonderful!

“Did you feel the amount of precum we’ve fucked in our boy, Jerry? Feel it!” Johann the joker was back! I put my hand on his tummy under my cock and felt I've made a real mess! I’ve leaked a considerable amount of precum on the brown hair on his tummy.

“Ahh! Wunderbar! Come …”

“In case you've forgotten, there are others here waiting to do what you’ve been doing … erm … perhaps not quite exactly what you’ve been doing, but … well … just get out of Ant! The Pommie and I want in!” Pierre said. He was standing next to the bed and was rubbing the precum over his insanely big cockhead.

“Yes, please! I’m about to cum watching you! That was fucking incredible!” Clive said and took a step closer. He actually put his hand between Gunther’s legs and touched their cocks in me. He was actually touching the base of Johann’s cock where his balls should’ve been. “This is phenomenal! I'm impressed!”

Gunther started to pull out slowly … At almost 30cm, thick and with a huge head, it is a wonderful cock and I loved it as much as I loved Gunther himself!

Johann took my face between his hands, looked deep into my eyes with his beautiful hazel eyes, smiled at me and said: “I fucking love you! You hear? I love you with every fibre in my body! But you please need to get off me before these two giant panda bears have a hissy fit or start chewing the furniture. Just … slowly! Let my balls plop out first … ahhh! There! They're out! This was fantastic, wasn't it?” The sensation when his balls popped out was amazing.

It was clear this was something our photographer with the big rubbery cock and big balls always wanted to do. And now I was the lucky one to make it happen. And, Gunther was part of it.

As I lifted off Johann, he slipped off the bed and Pierre took his place. He pushed his legs between mine and pulled me on top of him. Clive got on the bed; he came to lie on top of Pierre and me. Pierre’s huge thick cock pushed high up against my solar plexus while Clive’s almost identical cock pushed between my legs and I clenched my legs to hug the big cock.

“Ahhh! It feels like it is a lifetime ago that we fucked our boy! Did you miss us?” Pierre quipped.

“Yes, and you’d better give the right answer! Did. You. Miss. Us? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?” Clive heckled me from behind while he put his arms around my chest and hugged me tight to him. He was nibbling my ears and rubbed his stubble on my cheek. His cock was sopping wet and I wished he’d push it straight into my hole, that was filled with lots of cum … and then he did just that.

“Sorry bhoorkie (‘boertjie’), but I’m getting in now. I’m charged big time and I don’t know how long I’d last tonight. After seeing what I’ve just seen … un-be-lie-vable! You OK Ant?” Clive asked and slowly pushed his huge cock into me. I groaned and Pierre pulled me tight to him and gave me one of his spectacular kisses. Yes, my men knew how to kiss, and after the small altercation earlier the week after my night of passion with Piero, my men stepped up their game and they all improved in the kissing department. And the feet on mine … and their delicious spit in my mouth …!

Clive’s huge cock scraped over my prostate and I came a little on Pierre’s tummy. Who could blame me? I was fucked good and solid and another huge cock was entering me!

“Pommie, don’t get too comfortable! He’s mine too! Push in and let me in too please, my darling man!” Pierre said and touched Clive’s face lovingly. The squash champion loved this sexy hung medical student – that much was clear. Not that it’s difficult to love him!

“You never want me to have it my way … boo-hoo!” Clive feigned disappointment.

“Shut up you sexy hung Pommie, and let me in … please my love?”

I felt Clive’s enormous cock was halfway in me and knew Pierre would be able to enter me without pushing Clive’s cock out. My hole was very loose and Pierre’s cock would fit in nicely …

Pierre pushed in and the second thick big cock stretched me a lot! But, like always, being the bottom slut that I am, I just relaxed and felt the huge cylinder sliding into me under Clive’s equally big cock in me.

They are two spectacular beautiful guys in every sense of the word: appearance, tallness, hairiness, smiles, eyes, hands, feet and of course, both had 33cm thick uncut cocks and almost the same size balls too.

“Oh fuck! Tonight I’m going to disappoint you, Ant! I’m going to cum! This ‘bhoor-uh peel’ [derogative form of a boer cock: boerepiel] is too much and I am highly charged. How about you Bhoorkie?” Clive asked and I felt how his huge cock entering my colon through my inner sphincter, was growing very hard and started to pulsate as he was shooting his load into me, adding to the huge amount of cum already in me.

“You're such a wuss! I wanted to fuck our boy the way he deserves, and now you’ve shot your load already! And now you’ve made me want to cum too! You have a terribly bad influence on me, you Pommie trash! Ant, I hope you still love us after this short and unimaginable sex session? Do you, Ant? Ahhhh! Oh fuck! Here it comes! Hnngghhhnnn!” Pierre said and pushed his cock deep into my colon and shot his huge load deep into me.

“I can feel you shooting your load all over my cockhead! That is so fucking hot! I love you even more, you trailer trash rubbish!” Clive said and clung to me while he was stroking Pierre’s hair.

I kissed Pierre and said: “How could I ever stop loving you? You and I are joined at the hip, remember Mate? I’m going nowhere and there is always a next time – right?”

“You know just what to say! You’re my darling boy! You hear that, right Pommie?” Pierre said and pulled Clive’s hair.

“Ouch! You Neanderthal! That hurts! Tonight you sleep on the far side, on the edge of the bed!” Clive said, but I knew they’d be so entangled in each other’s arms, legs around each other, they’d look like one giant octopus.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me, you beautiful white English street dog! Only a mother and a true purebred boertjie with superior DNA could love such white trash rubbish! I fucking love you, Pommie!” Pierre said and reached up to kiss Clive.

They are both tops, both hung like horses, both as hairy as gorillas, both super sexy, both big in every sense of the word, and both as lovable as huge teddy bears. And they love each other very much, and I love both these teddy bears.

“In case you’ve forgotten, there are two hot Italian Stallions here, waiting for some action …? After what we’ve seen, we don't know if we could equal that, but we’re here and we’d like to have a little fun as well. Piero, do you want to join me?” Armando said in English.

“Sì Papà! Voglio sentire di nuovo il vostro grande pene! Sì! Antonio, siete pronti per la squadra padre e figlio?(Yes Papà! I want to feel your big penis again! Yes! Antonio, are you ready for the father and son team?)” Piero said and took his dad’s enormous cock in his hand and whistled through his teeth. “Papà, è davvero un grande! (Papà, it really is a big one!)”.

“Yes please! First Armando. I’ll sit on him and then Piero could push in after a while? OK?” I answered in English. I know Pierre wasn’t too chuffed with all the Italian … so there!

“My precum is making me very wet but I think we should get some of that fancy lube you have. Johann and Gunther have been the stars here tonight! But the father and son team is going to outshine them! Piero, are you ready my son?” Armando said as he lied down.

“Sì papà!”

I approached the tall dark and very attractive, but also majorly hung man, and looked at his hairy body and the immense cock reaching way beyond his bellybutton, almost reaching his sternum.

To think that monster was inside me yesterday morning, and then with Piero’s big cock as well, and that I enjoyed every second and millimetre and millilitre of the fucking … But even more amazing, is the fact that I could walk afterwards!

The huge head was still partially covered with foreskin, looked spectacularly big and beautiful and it was very wet, with lots of precum. I put my hand over the thick shaft, and of course my fingers couldn't reach around the shaft! The head is even bigger, and when I bent down to take it into my mouth, I managed with some luck. It is a real big one and I had to really stretch my mouth to get the head in. ONLY the glans fitted in my mouth! It is that big! A real monster.

Behind me, Piero took his chance while my hole was poking backwards, and he pushed his big cockhead into me.

When I growled with Armando’s cockhead in my mouth, he thought it was because I was enjoying it, which I did, but it was because Piero entered me unexpectedly.

I let go of Armando’s gigantic cock and reached for the lube. Although I’ve been thoroughly fucked, and was filled with lots of love juice, I wanted to make sure this mammoth cock entered me without a glitch.

“Piero, tirare fuori prima per favore? Mi permetta di sedere sul pene di tuo padre e poi si può entrare troppo. OK? (Piero, pull out first please? Let me sit on your dad's penis and then you can enter too. OK?)” I said and waited for my sexy young Italian lover to pull out.

Piero mumbled something about him wanting to be in me for a while longer, all by himself … but it’s OK. He pulled out slowly and soon I felt the big head plopping out. I’d never tire of this beautiful guy’s big cock! Never!

I looked at Armando’s masterpiece of a cock and opened the lube. I put a liberal amount on the head and started to smear it over the shaft.

Armando took my hand and said wordlessly, by looking into my eyes, squeezing my hand: “Thank you! This is special and I appreciate it.” Or, that’s what I thought he meant to say.

I put some of the lube on my loose hole and positioned myself over the big cock Armando held in the upright. I sat down on the huge cock and once again I was astonished that I could even manage to take just the head in me! But it slid in and stretched me something awful, but nice.

I sat down more and the enormous cock scraped over my prostate and I gasped. I still didn’t want to cum! There were still Luigi, Giovanni, Giancarlo and perhaps Étienne again. I only wanted to come after the last of them fucked me.

I held my breath and willed the orgasm away. Then I sat down slowly and felt the huge head pushing against my inner sphincter, stretching it, pushing … and then it slipped through. The huge head took charge of the bottom part of my colon – big time!

“Antonio, la invitiamo entrare ora? (Antonio, may I please enter you now?)” Piero asked and pushed his cockhead against my hole.

“Yes, push in please. But slowly! Lentamente! Your papà is a big man!” I said and felt how the eager young man was already pushing into me. The sensation of the second cock stretching my hole to capacity, is something wonderful and sensational. I fucking love it!

Piero’s substantial cock pushed in on top of his dad’s humongous cock, really stretching me and filling me. I groaned and threw my head back. Piero took my head between his hands, turned my face to him and kissed me like the super lover that he is.

I got tongue, a lot of saliva and his soft lips feel great on my mouth. I love this Italiano boy – big time!

Armando had his hands on my tummy and chest and was massaging me, deliberately avoiding my hard, sopping wet cock. I would’ve creamed his chest in milliseconds if he even touched my cock.

Piero and Armando were deep inside me and they held still. After watching all the shenanigans, even Piero was on the verge of cumming again.

“Papà, ho intenzione di tenere ancora e lasciare che si spara il carico. Voglio salvare il mio carico per una sessione con Giovanni. OK? (Papà, I'm going to hold still and let you shoot your load. I want to save my load for a session with Giovanni. OK?)” Piero said and held on to my hips, making his big cock twitch in me.

“Io non sono lontano da un orgasmo in ogni caso! Tutto il cazzo che ho assistito mi ha fatto molto caldo! OK se sparo il mio carico presto, Antonio? (I'm not far from cumming in any case! All the fucking I've witnessed has made me very hot! OK if I shoot my load soon, Antonio?)” Armando enquired.

“Yes, it’s fine! I’m very hot myself and I’d appreciate it if we end this soon before I shoot my load!” I said in English as the two big guys – Pierre and Clive – were standing right next to us, playing with their big, almost hard cocks again. They don’t understand Italian and Pierre is not shy to ask me to please speak English. So …

I lifted off Armando slightly and he started to fuck me with short deep thrusts. And soon enough, his orgasm was evident. He clung to my hips; he threw his head back on the pillow and was making deep guttural sounds. This daddy was about to shoot his huge load deep in me!

“Vorrei che tu potessi girare il carico sopra il mio cazzo o in bocca papà! Possiamo prega di tirare fuori così ho potuto succhiare voi? Per favore? (I wish you could shoot your load over my cock or in my mouth Papà! Can we please pull out so I could suck you? Please?)” Piero announced.

My godd! I thought I was the cum slut queen around town! Now, look at my young lover!

“Veramente? Si vuole gustare il mio sperma? Se va bene con Antonio ... sì! Mi piacerebbe! (Really? You want to taste my sperm? If it's OK with Antonio ... yes! I'd love that!)” Armando said and stopped fucking me. “Antonio?”

“Sì, va bene con me. Piero, ricordi tuo padre spara un grande carico. Forse si vuole condividere con me? (Yes, that’s fine with me. Piero, remember your dad shoots a very big load. Perhaps you want to share it with me?)” I said and realised I was actually looking forward to see Armando cum in Piero’s mouth and to taste some of the cum myself!

Piero pulled out first and when he did, I felt I was very loose and had to clench to keep the vast amount of cum inside me.

Then I moved off Armando and Piero bent between his dad’s legs and took the huge cock in his hands and licked the tip. He was enjoying the taste and pushed the head into his mouth. He too had difficulty to accommodate the big head in his mouth.

I bent next to him and sucked Armando’ huge balls while I was playing with Piero’s still very hard and sopping wet cock.

I was standing on my knees and then I felt someone behind me.

“Ricordati di me? Posso, per favore? (Remember me? May I, please?)” It was Luigi. Of course, my godd! Since we met, he has always been the ‘numero uno’ in my life, all the time!

He didn’t wait for an answer but pushed his ample cock into me. It felt wonderful and to have my man inside me for a change, just him, was fantastic. I love him even more for that.

I happened to look up and saw André was sucking Giancarlo! My godd! My brother was a sex fiend after all! Juan was standing next to them and had his hand on Giancarlo’s big cock and balls while my brother was giving the man the full nine yards of attention. I wondered if André would bend over for him …?

And then he did! He reached for the lube on the bedside table and put some on Giancarlo’s cock and then bent over. The Italian stepped forward, and plunged his cock deep into André. However, he didn’t rush it …

André was squealing with delight. It was the same length as Juan’s cock, but slightly thicker with a bigger head.

“You OK my boy? Take it slowly Giancarlo! Don’t you hurt him!” Well, well … Juan took André in his arms and kissed him to distract his attention from the big invasion he was experiencing.

Armando was starting to growl again and I felt his balls pulling up … he was about to shoot his huge load into Piero’s mouth.

“Attento! Il tuo papà sta per girare il suo carico! (Watch out! Your papà is going to shoot his load!)” I said and held onto the base of the magnificent cock. It swelled and was super rock hard and then Armando held his breath …

Piero squealed when the first two volleys of cum shot into his mouth. It must’ve been a lot. Piero pulled back until just the tip of the huge cock was in his mouth and I could hear him swallowing as best he could.

I put my open mouth right there, right next to Piero’s and he got the message: when the 4th spurt was shot into his mouth, he yanked the tip of his father’s huge cock from his lips and shoved it into my open mouth.

The next volley of cum was immense, and it filled my mouth – big time. I swallowed and then the next volley … I lost count but there were numerous shots fired into my mouth and I managed to swallow it all – and at times, only just.

I pushed the big cockhead deep into my mouth as it was starting to deflate a bit, and pushed it against the back of my mouth … hoping the head would plop into my throat … Oh fuck! Then it did! The enormous cockhead was in my throat and the huge shaft stretched my mouth a lot! Wow! I felt like a winner! First the sucking, then the fucking, then the cumming and now this! Wow!

The taste of Armando’s cum was like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. There was a hint of perhaps herbs? Oregano? It tasted wonderful and largely it was sweet. I loved it.

I had to let go to take a breath and when Armando’s cock slipped out of my throat, I gasped. Armando reacted positive. He loved it! The big cockhead slipped out of my mouth and Piero was there to kiss me.

He deposited a mouthful of cum into my mouth! Ahhh! It tasted nice, mixed with Piero’s saliva! He took my face between his hands and really kissed me. It was a deep, nice, sloppy kiss, with lots of tongue and saliva and when I touched his chest, he pushed my hand down to his cock: still rock hard, ready for another round!

I touched Armando’s huge cock on his tummy. When I looked at the magnificent manhood, I saw that even in a state of deflation, it reached way beyond his bellybutton. It is fucking huge!

Behind me Luigi was balls-deep inside me and held on to my body, hands and arms around my chest. Piero was still kissing me. My eyes were closed and then I felt some more hands on me. I opened my eyes and saw it was Giovanni! My other darling Italian … oh, OK! Half-bred! But I loved him dearly. He is a super sexy man and he is one of my great darlings.

Giovanni joined in the kissing and then his mouth was on mine, then it was on Piero’s. Then Piero’s mouth was on mine, then it was on Giovanni’s or, all three mouths kissing and licking and … well, we know how to kiss and we loved it!

Luigi was also charged big time and in no time, he was shooting his ample load into me, adding to the big puddle of cum in me. He held on to me and put his head on my shoulder, caressing my chest … my beautiful darling man!

“You OK my darling? Not too much? Can you take more of this?” His cock was still deep inside me and was still twitching occasionally, pumping the last of this cumload into me.

“I’m fine and yes, I can take some more. I just hope I’d be able to keep going before I cum!” I said and clenched my hole over Luigi’s cock.

“Ahhh! You just know how to make me feel good! After all is said and done, I want to push back into you, hopefully with all the juices still inside you. I want my cock to be covered with it! Hmmmm! Sounds hot and decadent!” Luigi said.

But there were others who had the same idea and wanted in. Luigi pulled out slowly while kissing me in my neck, caressing my body but resisted to touch my cock … for obvious reasons!

When Luigi’s cock slipped out, Piero was there to take his place. My young boyfriend wanted more! He lined up behind me and pushed in unceremoniously. I’ve been fucked enough to take this kind of ‘punishment’, which it wasn’t, and I loved it.

Giovanni lied down on the bed, pulling me on top of him. Of course, Piero followed and ended up on top of me, pushing his big 30cm cock deep into me. Giovanni was kissing me like a pro.

I was just astonished at this man. He came into my life by sheer chance, and within days, he is now like family, like the long-lost lover everybody dreams of … and he is a lover of note. Being a soap star, being half Italian and half Irish, this man is a dark, brooding kind of sexy with an incredible body, a face to match and he has a big, thick cock. It is 29cm long, uncut, very thick, beautifully veiny, it has a big head, and it is curving slightly downwards. One thing I like, is the big piss-slit, the enormous amount of precum he produces … and of course, he shoots multiple, very huge loads.

There is absolutely nothing about this man I didn’t like. Even his big beautiful hands and feet are exquisite! They are beautiful and hairy. And his hairy body is a dream come true: pitch black hair that covers his chest, that ran down in a thick treasure trail to his ample cock and balls.

AND: this hung hunk knows how to make love. My godd! He is a master and he knows how to make me feel special.

Now I was lying on top of him with Piero’s weight on top of me, pushing me down on this hunky hung man.

“You do believe me when I tell you that I honestly, sincerely and deeply love you? I know it’s just been over 2 weeks, but I’ve never felt like this about anybody the way I feel about you. Ant, I love you and I never want to be without you – ever again. With all the others here, do you really love me too?”

“What kind of a dumb question is that, you horrible half-bred? Of course I love you! What’s not to love? You’re a damn sexy and beautiful street mongrel, but you’re gorgeous and a super lover, and you're kind and intelligent. Yes, you beautiful wannabe Italiano, of course I love you!” I said and smothered his mouth. “Let me cover this foul mouth of yours, before you talk more rubbish!” He wasn’t complaining, as he loves kissing as much as he loves fucking me.

“Prima di leggere il tuo voti di matrimonio, siamo qui per scopare! Vuoi unirti a me, Gio? Oppure hai intenzione di scambiare ricette e modelli di lavoro a maglia? Dai! Voglio sentire il vostro pene accanto al mio interno Antonio! Dai! (Before you read your wedding vows, we're here to fuck! Do you want to join me, Gio? Or are you going to exchange recipes and knitting patterns? Come on! I want to feel your penis next to mine inside Antonio! Come on!)” Piero was heckling Giovanni.

“Piero, se non ti amassi così tanto, ti avrei dato un ceffone! Formica, si prega di sollevare in modo da poter sedersi sul mio pene. OK? Abbiamo bisogno di un po 'di lubrificante? (Piero, if I didn't love you so much, I would have given you a slap! Ant, please lift, so you can sit on my dick. OK? Do we need some lube?)” Giovanni said and gave me one last kiss. When Piero didn’t expect it, he did get a gentle tap against the head! Well, the two of them also love each other. Perhaps more that they both would admit …

We put some lube on Giovanni’s big thick cock and Piero pulled his cock out first. I sat down on Giovanni’s cock and felt the wonderful sensation of his big cock – not as big as Armando or the Terrible Twins (Pierre and Clive), but still big and thick. And, because I love him so much, every fucking with him is special.

As soon as he was in all the way, I leaned forward and was met by a waiting soft mouth to kiss me … heaven! Small wonder I love this damn beautiful hung Italiano – half-bred! – man so much!

Of course, Piero was pushing into me soon, and the two big cocks filled me big time – again. How many times have I been double fucked tonight? I didn’t know and it didn’t matter. What mattered, was that it was fun and everybody was having a good time.

Armando was on the bed next to us, playing with his enormous cock, pulling the skin back and forth … milking some more precum from the piss-slit. My godd! What’s it with the d’Antonio men? Monumental loads of precum? Higher sex drive than an IQ, I thought and chuckled.

Piero was in me all the way and was starting to fuck me again, this time rubbing his cock all over Giovanni’s big cock deep inside me. Piero isn't just a young hung Italian Stallion; he is a lover of note, and he knows how to fuck. Also, combined with his hyperspermia (extremely so!), he can cum multiple times. This isn’t going to be an exception: he is going to cum soon again, adding another huge load to the huge puddle of cum already in me.

And my half-bred lover isn't a slouch in the lovemaking department either! He isn’t hyperspermic per se, but he does shoot big loads and after all the shenanigans that went down the past hour or so, he was bound to cum soon and shoot an almighty load into me.

Within 2 minutes of fucking, both Piero and Giovanni were about to pump their super goo into me. Giovanni would push in and Piero would pull out. The two pistoned in and out of me and I could hear in their breathing, and could feel it in their movements, the dam walls were about to break. They were about to flood my insides with their mighty loads – Piero more than Giovanni.

They were groaning and then it happened: Piero pushed deep into me one last time, then jabbed the last 2 cm of his cock into me a few times, and held still, while Giovanni still fucked me with deep strokes that became shorter, when I felt Piero depositing his love juice into me. That pushed Giovanni over the edge and he started to curse in Italian as his cock exploded inside me as well, shooting his huge cumload in me.

I wondered how much cum they’ve produced and how much was in me already. It definitely was a lot! Both held still and basked in the afterglow of coitus. In this case, both were conjoined to me, whom they love, and they loved to pump their cum into me. And, I love them both. Yes, Luigi is my number one love, but I love these two men almost as much … and the others … Fuck! I am one fucked-up young man!

Johann and Étienne approached the bed, cocks hard and ready. My godd! When do they actually get enough? Were they planning on fucking me some more? I was bursting with my own cum and wanted to shoot my load! In fact, my hand was already on its way to start jacking and squirt my cum all over Giovanni’s hairy body.

“Anton, Étienne and I have an idea. You can say ‘no’ of course, but listen first. You two guys, get out of our boy! Now! I think you’ve had enough! I’m sure the two of you are now fully drained? Ahhh! That’s it. Piero, you’ve had enough for one night and I’m sure the half-bred has had his fill too?” Johann said and waited for Piero to pull out and then for Giovanni to pull out too. I was left filled with cum, wondering what Johann and Étienne had in mind? Another double?

“The thing is: when Gunther and I fucked you with my balls also in you, Étienne got interested in doing the same. He has tried it with someone but the guy bailed. Étienne’s balls are too big. He was wondering …?” Johann said and looked at me with his big beautiful hazel eyes – kind of like a puppy.

“I’ve had a lot of fucking already …”

“Yes, I know! But when will Étienne see you again? Not before he comes to visit us in South African later this year. Come on! What do you say?” Johann pleaded Étienne’s case.

I thought about it and looked at Étienne’s cock: 35cm long, big head and then his balls. They are real low-hangers and clearly huge. It took me 3 milliseconds to make up my mind. I could also not give up on the chance to experience the Frenchman’s lovemaking skills with his balls in me too! Wow! I was in for a treat, I thought … I didn’t know the half of it!

“Yes, let’s do it! Come on Étienne!” I said and touched the big white cock. I could just encircle the girth with my middle finger and thumb – definitely not a toothpick, that is for sure! And the length …! I took his huge balls in my hand and understood why the previous guy ran away. They ARE big! Would I be able to handle them?

“Come lie on the bed and I’ll help you!” Johann said and gestured to Étienne to lie down. He lied down on his back, and held his cock in the upright. I took some lube and put some on his cock and balls … if we were to push them into me as well, I want them to be slicked up.

I sat down on the big cock and marvelled that after all the fucking earlier – including a fucking with Étienne and Piero – it still felt wonderful to feel this big white cock sliding into me! I didn't waste time and soon I was sitting on Étienne’s pubic bone.

“Ready Anton? Can I push his balls in?” Johann said, sitting behind me. “Lean forward, Anton!”

I leaned forward and yes, Étienne kissed me! Not as nice as the others, but perhaps it was because we were still strangers to each other. In time his kissing would improve, I was sure of it.

Then I felt an enormous globular object being pushed into me … fuck! Johann has big balls, but Étienne has cannon balls! It is a big one he pushed into me! Johann was quite adept, and within seconds the big ball plopped into me. I clenched my hole around the big cock and big ball in me. It felt wonderful!

“Next one!”

Johann pushed the other ball on my hole. I relaxed as much as I could and after the third attempt, the second ball slipped in me as well … fuck! Wow! It was a sensation to behold! A thick very, very long cock, as well as two really big balls in me! I clenched my hole again and felt how the two balls are pushed deeper into me … oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! My hole wasn’t meant for shitting only! I needed to be fucked and this was going to go down as one of my ten best fucks ever!

I didn’t know the rest …

Étienne gently fucked me with short strokes. It felt wonderful and I murmured with pleasure. Wow! What an experience!

“Anton, don't freak out but … I want to push in as well, please? May I please?” Johann said.

“You serious, Johann?!”

“Yes, but I’ll be careful not to hurt you! You know I love you and have never hurt you before. If it hurts you, I’ll pull out! Promise!”

“Yes, OK. Let’s try it,” I said and leaned forward to expose my stuffed hole to Johann. His perpetually rubbery cock has never hurt me, not even when he and Gunther fucked me together. But I have a big hard cock plus two big balls in me now! I didn’t know what to expect …

Johann lubed up his cock and was gently pushing forward, waiting for my stuffed hole to open up … fuck!

Then the head slipped through my sphincter and I groaned. He was in and it felt fantastic!

Étienne put his arms around my body and held me tight to him. He kissed me again. His kissing was definitely getting better! He was a fast learner!

Johann’s 29cm cock was sliding into me on top of Étienne’s big cock and balls, and it felt wonderful. Fuck! What a night and what a fuck fest this has become!

The best was yet to come …!

When Johann’s cockhead pierced my inner sphincter, he held me tightly by the hips and slowly but deliberately pushed home. He was 29cm deep in me, stuffing me good!

He started to fuck me and kiss me on my back and neck. He is a tremendous lover and knows how to make me feel good.

After about a minute he put his mouth next to my ear and said quietly: “Can we try something else, please Anton? Please say yes! Do you trust me? Please?”

“What is it? You know I trust you! What kind of a question is that? What do you want to do? Don't tell me you want Armando to push in too? I don’t think I could ever have a triple penetration with him! His cock is too big!” I said and turned my head to kiss Johann.

“No, not that! No … please trust me! I promise if I hurt you, I’ll stop immediately. OK?”

“Oh, OK but be gentle … do you want to push your fingers in as well?”

“No, my darling! I want to push my balls into you as well … if you can handle it? Please?” Johann said and kissed me deeply.

Fuck! FOUR balls AND two cocks in me … I don’t know! Would I be able to handle such a volume of cock and balls?

“Your balls aren’t exactly small! I don’t know my darling man … but, I’m willing to try it! But please take it slow! I already have a massive stuffing in me!” I said and clenched my hole for good measure.

“Of course I’ll be careful! I love you too much to hurt you – you know that! And if I hurt you, please tell me, and I’ll stop. OK? I’m going to add more lube and then I’m pushing one ball in first. Are you ready? Étienne, please kiss Anton!” Johann said as he fumbled with the lube.

One of the Italians – I think Luigi – translated it into French for Étienne. He immediately sought my mouth and kissed me deeply. Yes, his kisses are already improving!

Then Johann pushed his first ball into me … oh fuck! It is the ultimate fuck and I don’t know if I’ll ever experience anything like this ever again! The ball plopped in and I almost yelled! It was big and I was stuffed hugely! I took a deep breath and kissed Étienne as if my life depended on it.

Johann fucked me gently with short thrusts, and then stopped. He was going to push his other ball in as well! With three balls and two big cocks in me, I was already stuffed good … a fourth ball? Wow! But I am never one to run away from a challenge and thus far, it was an experience to remember.

“Go for it!” I said and sought Étienne’s mouth again to distract my attention from possible pain …

The pain never came! Some discomfort and an alien feeling … but when Johann pushed his other ball into me, and when it plopped in, I felt good and just moaned into Étienne’s mouth, and groaned with content! It felt extreme, but also wonderful. I loved it and knew I’d try it again and again! If only Étienne lived in South Africa! None of the others would be able to do it. The balls of all the rest of the group are highly sensitive, and none would be able to do this.

Johann held still and allowed my hole to get used to the immense invasion. Étienne twitched his cock in me. I could feel the full length of his thick 35cm in me and I clenched my hole over the cocks and balls in my rectum and up into my colon. I was filled like not even 3 cocks could fill me! This was totally different, and I realised just how much sensation one got from what happens right at one’s anal sphincter.

It felt magnificent!

“We won’t be able to fuck you like we normally do but I can fuck you with short thrusts. If you keep on clenching your hole over our cocks, I’d be able to cum fairly soon. Étienne, how far are you from an orgasm? Will you be able to cum again?”

Luigi translated to Étienne and immediately he confirmed that he was close to cumming too, and that now he was realising his childhood dream, and more!

He didn’t know it, but it was a super experience for me too! I loved it!

Johann’s fucking and my clenching got all three of us closer to an orgasm by the second. I felt like I was going to explode and spray my load over Étienne’s hairless body when Johann slammed his cock deep into me, and Étienne made his cock twitch. The two cocks in me felt amazing.

I was about to cum … and whitewash the milk-white hairless body under me!

“I’m going to cum! How about you Anton? Étienne?” Johann said, his breathing fast and shallow.

Luigi translated to Étienne but it wasn’t necessary: the man was on the verge of cumming himself and it was clear a three-way orgasm was imminent!

I felt my cum boiling up in me. The tingling rose from my thighs, the sensation in my tummy and balls, in my whole body … I couldn’t contain it any longer! I sprayed my load over Étienne’s body, right up to his chin and face. It was a huge load!

“Oh fuck! I’m sorry …” I started to say when I felt the two cocks in me contracting and spasming. They were cumming too!

“You’d be the death of me still, my darling boy! Wow! Oh fuck! Hnnnnghhhhnnnn! Oh godd! Oh fuck! Yes! Étienne, I can feel you’re cumming too! I’m afraid we’re pumping a fucking massively big load into you Anton!” Johann said and pushed his cock and balls into me as deep as he could.

My cumming caused my hole to spasm and contract, spurring the two men on to shoot and shoot and shoot! Wonderful! My idea of a dream come … cum? … true!

“May I please lie on top of you while I try to keep my balls in you … please?” Johann said and gently pushed me forward. I put my legs back and lied down on top of Étienne. Johann lied down on me but no sooner had he done that, when his first ball plopped out. Damn! And then the other one. No!

“I'm sorry, but at this angle I can’t keep them inside you. Étienne, you OK with me on top of our boy?” Johann said.

“Oui! I am fine! You do that!” Étienne managed to say after Luigi translated. Johann lied down on top of me and I could feel his hairy chest against my back. Hell, it was wonderful and I realised that, even though he and Gunther love each other dearly, the love Johann and I feel for each other is cemented into reality now. We could never just be friends or just ordinary lovers. We’re special lovers. And Étienne? Well, the Frenchman rose in my estimation ten-fold! Not just his big cock, but also his fucking and of course the big balls he used in this fashion!

I was hooked and I just knew I’d want this again – soon!

Luigi sat next to us on the bed and had his hand on my neck, my head and then he kissed me.

“Happy mio caro? This was quite a performance! I hope you’d still like my lovemaking after what happened here tonight!”

“Naturalmente! Remember, I love you like nobody else! And at 29cm, your cock isn’t exactly small! This was just a very special session, but I’m not loving you one bit less!” I said and touched the beautiful man next to me.

On our other side Armando was on his side and when I looked at him, he smiled and shook his head. He couldn’t believe what he had witnessed just now! But he wasn’t the only one!

Pierre and Clive were standing there, arms around each other with disbelief on their faces, and rock-hard cocks. Giancarlo stood next the bed next to Armando and spoke to him in very rapid Italian. All I could make out was that he was astonished and said what happened in front of his eyes would haunt him for the rest of his life! His cock was rock hard!

“I could fall asleep like this but I don't think the Frenchy will survive! Plus I have a pair of German arms waiting to ensconce me for the rest of the night. Are you sure you’re OK Anton? Didn’t we harm you or damaged you for life? Will you allow us to do this again when Étienne comes to visit us later in the year?” Johann asked and kissed me on my cheek.

“I'm fine my darling man! Of course, you and Étienne can do this again! It would be fantastic to have the two of you inside me again like this! Étienne, did you understand that?” I asked the Frenchman under me. His whole 35cm cock and both his balls were still inside me.

“Oui! My English not good, but I understand! We do this again yes? You OK?” Étienne said and made his big cock twitch in me again.

The big cock against Johann’s cock felt like it belongs in me. The two cocks complimented each other perfectly: Johann’s ever-rubbery cock and Étienne’s huge rock-hard cock reaching deep inside me, fitted each other like a hand and a glove. I wonder what it would’ve have felt if Johann’s cock were 35cm long too … wow!

“Then you better come visit us! You hear? Come soon!” I said and kissed Étienne. “Come visit us and stay for at least 3 weeks. We’ll show you around the Cape and we’ll have sex every day! What do you say? How about April or May?” I said, and thought of the others who also intended to visit. Hopefully we’d be able to fit them all into our schedule and into me … hmmm!

Luigi translated and Étienne answered “Oui!” immediately.

“I'm pulling out now, OK? Étienne, are you still OK?” Johann said and lifted off me. I missed feeling his muscled hairy body on top of me …

What is it with me and wanting men to lie on top of me? Not to mention them putting their feet on top of mine when they hug and kiss me, and in the shower? And of course, huge cocks, double penetrations and lots of cum … I am a real sex addict and a cum dump at best! But all these shenanigans make me happy and I just LOVE it all! So, hate me, despise me, point fingers at me and condemn me!

“Oui! I am fine. I can sleep like this. I wish I could do that! Antonio? Are you OK?” Étienne said and showed he cared. He didn’t treat me as a mere sex object to be used and fucked. The fact that I allowed him to double fuck me with Johann, and allow both of them to push their balls into me too, won him over. And, I thought of his kissing: they are on the verge of becoming perfect kisses!

How about you sleeping with your thick 35cm AND massive balls inside me? Frenchie, it would be a first and a wonderful experience!

“Mio caro, I think Étienne needs to pull out now. Perhaps it’s time …?” Luigi said and touched my cheek. I kissed his hand and then I bent down to kiss Étienne.

“This has been the most wonderful night for me and you were a part of it! I’ll never forget that! Please stay in contact with me … with us! I’m going to lift off your cock and balls, OK? First your balls …” I said and felt one of Étienne’s balls approaching my sphincter … and it plopped out. Ahhh! Then the other one, perhaps the left one having longer tubules, veins and arteries (thus, hanging lower than the right one), was next. It plopped out and then he pulled the huge cock slowly out of my hole. I clenched my hole and realised the massive cock was rock-hard again! My godd!

“I wish I can fuck you now again!” Étienne said, Luigi translating, and I wondered about that, but decided that I’ve had more than enough for one night. The Frenchman would have to sit this one out. I didn’t know what the night would bring!

“Étienne, you’d be sleeping with Gunther and me, OK? I’d suck you off if you wanted? And if Anton wanted more of this, we’d give it to him, OK?” Johann said.

Luigi translated and was laughing by the end of his translation. All of us laughed but I knew I'd bend over for either of them anytime again! Their balls in me felt super!

Armando cleared his throat and said: “Sleeping arrangements. I think the 6 guys who insist on sleeping together here, will have the room soon. The rest of us will retire to our respective rooms. We have only coffee, perhaps some biscotti and long-life milk in the villa. With all that we were busy with, we forgot to replenish the supplies. There might be some biscotti and some other dry delicacies? We’ll have breakfast at the pizzeria down the road. Departing time is 7 o’clock! Yes, you too Piero! You’ve outsmarted yourself tonight, so I suggest you guys get in the shower and get to bed. It’s now … it’s just after 11 o’clock and I'm tired too. Giancarlo, Piero … every one of you – not a word to anybody! Be careful what you say and do! I love Gabriella very much but tonight’s very special experience will end our marriage if it comes out. Piero, I’ve always thought you’d be a special boy, but now I know! You ARE a super special boy! Enough! Let’s get going! Will you guys sort out the room yourselves?”

Armando got off slowly from the bed. His enormous cock was about 50% hard and jutted out in front of him at a downward angle due to its mere size and weight. Fuck, it is an enormous fuck-stick! And it made me feel great to have it inside me!

“Sì, silenzio,Papà!” Piero said and mimicked zipping his lips.

“Same here! Mirabel would divorce me immediately if she found out!” Giancarlo said and moved towards the door.

Juan and André were standing there looking very pleased. Even though they haven’t been part of our fun, they’ve had their own fun and were spurred on by what they saw happening in the room.

Pierre, Clive and Giancarlo were busy sorting out the pillows, the duvet and underwear of the guys on the floor.

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At last, we have showered and were ready for bed. I still had most of the cum in me but I wasn't’ sure for how long. The men have pumped an immense amount of cum into me, but I managed to clench to keep most of it at bay.

The sleeping arrangements were simple. I was in Luigi’s arms, Pierre and Clive in each other’s arms and Piero and Giovanni next to each other. However, Piero made sure he was next to me. Snake!

When Luigi took me in his arms to kiss me, caress me and say some sweet nothings to me, Piero put his cock between my legs …

What a night and what an experience.

“You know how much I love you, don’t you? And I’m sure after tonight all the guys look at you with different eyes, and they all love you even more. You’re the star, mio caro! And just so you know: I’ll never be unhappy if the others want to fuck you. I know you still love me most of all,” Luigi said and kissed me deeply. His eyes closed and he hummed his contentment into my mouth.

“Thank you mio caro. You’re the best! Yes, it was an experience and yes, it was special, but they will never ever take your place …” I said.

“Except that I am the most special of them all, right?” Piero chipped in.

“Si comportano nipote! (Nephew, behave!)” Luigi said and took a playful swipe at his sister’s son. “And just where is your cock? You’re such a sneaky boy! Do you ever get enough? Do you want me to send him to the other side of the bed? Perhaps Giovanni would behave better? Gio, do you want to sleep behind Antonio?”

“No zio! (No uncle!) I’ll behave! But I want to sleep behind Antonio! Giovanni will only take advantage of my boyfriend!” Piero said and pulled a sad face.

“’Boyfriend’? Really? What am I then? Yes, behave! Goodnight, everybody! Thanks for a memorable day and night! And of course, special thanks to our boy, the man of the moment! Antonio!” Luigi said and kissed me again.

Soon we all settled in for the night. The tip of Piero’s cock was already right at my hole … snake! But I loved him!

= To be continued =

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PS: I sincerely hope you enjoyed the story!

This concludes the updated chapters since the writing stopped in 2017. The rest in Italy (Vesuvius, Pompeii, Naples, Sorrento, Amalfi Coast, Capri and back to Roma. Then flying back to South Africa where the lives of the twins, the boys and their extended family will continue. The broad layout has been decided, but suggestions are welcome!

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