The Interpreter

Getting to know Andrea a lot more closely

Back in the studio, my team noticed that I was particularly happy during my three-hour programme and little mention was made of the big now worldwide production we were going to do at the weekend. I had one “down-the-line”, interview with a very famous Italian pop star in Naples which was very good and pleased me and the rest of the show flowed normally. On finished the programme my producers reminded me that there was a line discussion with Cologne about the weekend show the next morning at ten am. I asked if Andrea could come and join as he was already here and there was no dissent. Before I left the studio, I called the hotel and was connected to Andrea’s room. He was very happy and had listened to the programme though didn’t understand anything as his Italian was non-existent, but he enjoyed my voice and the music. We arranged to meet, and I took him to a local restaurant and to a gay bar where he got a few admiring looks.

We had discussed his visiting the studio for the morning discussion with the German organisers. I told him not to worry as the discussions were usually in German, French and English, the three languages every contributor had to speak both production and presenter. Andrea was excited to have the chance to see me at work and to discuss his introduction to the team.

After a couple of drinks, we headed back to his hotel room. Once the door had closed, he was all over me again, something I didn’t resist. Our clothes seemingly flying off each other we were soon naked, and we were again kissing and checking out each other’s bodies. Andrea was more than eager for more rimming, and it wasn’t difficult for me to persuade him to be above me so he could sit on my face. I was more than keen to open him up and prepare him for a good fucking. He was eagerly riding my face opening up his butt cheeks for me and facing my head so I could look up at him and see his hard cock and big chest and his gorgeous smile, I was enjoying having his balls ride on my nose as well. He was calling out to me to say that it was the best sensation he had ever experienced and could have it all day. I wouldn’t have minded though I would have been equally pleased to have been receiving more of the same he had given me earlier that afternoon.

Fortunately, Andrea came to his senses and allowed me to get up and face him on my knees and to suck on his wonderful thick cut cock. He tasted sensational; clean and with just a hint of pre-cum which I teased out from his tube. I was able to keep a full hand on his shaft to aim his ultra hard cock into my mouth. When I let go his sizably fat cock would spring back right against his abs and I’d have to pull his resisting cock back to my mouth. He reacted gently and quietly with just heavy gasps of breath to my sucking which deepened when I reached up to play with his chest and nips. He delighted me my holding my fingers against his nips as I twisted them as I deepened my sucking of his length.

Encouraged by this, I let go of his cock and kissed my way up through his abs to his nipples and licked and kissed the buds. He threw his head back and gave out a gasp of pleasure and excited by this reaction I put my teeth to good use, nibbling and biting the nubs and pulling them with my gritted teeth. This made him grab hold of my head making me work them with more anger, delighting my self by his reaction which in turn was one of joy at the gentle pain I was giving him.

When he had enough, he pulled my head to his and again we swapped sweet kisses, and I was pleased that Andrea was looking directly into my eyes with a look of total lust. He then dropped to his knees and for the first time was giving my cock attention. His touch on my cock was gently though exciting and he gave my balls a caress before half swallowing my cock in one go. Devouring it and ensuring my thick cockhead received plenty of attention from his tongue, bobbing his head up and down on my shaft and looking up into my eyes for approval.

Then he was trying to get as much of my cock into his mouth as he could, trying to open up his throat for me but not with a lot of success. He took as much as he could just before he gagged and held it in his mouth before releasing it and going back down again. I was loving the sight of this handsome, built Czech sucking on my cock and was playing with my nips to add extra sensations to my balls.

Andrea stayed on his knees and now was tongue worshiping my cock, licking it all over and rubbing it into his face as his hands were now gripping my backside. I gasped out naturally in Italian, and his eyes gleamed and he called out in German to me. “Ja Ja, sprechen Sie mit mir nur auf Italienisch. Lieben Sie mich in der sexy italienischen Sprache” “Talk to him only in Italian, Make love to him in the sexy Italian Language”. So, he’d understand I told him in German “Nur wenn Sie auf Tschechisch antworten”. And repeating in Italian “Solo se rispondi in ceco”. He’d have to respond to me in Czech only. This would be fun.

His sexy smile broadened, and as we caressed each other’s bodies, I launched into a lengthy statement in Italian, to please him, telling the truth that I hated making love in French and German but preferred using my two ore natural tongues of English and Italian. English having the expressiveness and vocabulary and Italian, the brevity and directness”. Andrea seemed to go weak at the knees and replied in Czech. I hadn’t a clue what he said, and it sounded that there was a lot of soft ch and sh sounds that I liked, and which indeed turned me on, especially when whispered into my ears accompanied by gently licks.

I turned him around and bent him over the mattress, his sexy arse in my face once again. I was now determined to get him chattering away in Czech as I ate out his hole in preparation for our first real coupling in whatever language we wanted to use, the language of fuck.

I was determined to slowly open up his hole for my dick, making slow and gentle laps against his “Per te va bene” and he looked back nodding his head and replying in Czech. His face said it all. He was loving it. I continued, licking away, and loving his hole opening up for me, and I gave his backside a souple of gently slaps and his hole responded so well by tightening against my tongue, gripping it for a second and then relaxing and letting my tongue get in slightly deeper.

We swapped places naturally with my backside up in the air ready for a good rimming. True to his word Andrea said something which sounded pleasing and sexual in Czech. Compared to the earlier rimming I received from him, which was the first time he had ever experienced a rim job, this time, he was a lot more forceful, really pushing his face into my backside and going for it. There were more statement’s in Czech each time he broke away to admire my backside and I was telling him to continue and what he was doing was fantastic, wonderful, amazing, superb, astounding, marvellous and so on, using my Italian vocabulary to the full and with honestly, because he was a great rimmer; a natural in fact, and Andrea soaked up every word I used, diving back into my hole and licking away like crazy.

Andrea had told me earlier that he had seen rimming in American porn that he had seen but had never even thought of doing it himself. He must have been a studious watcher of the video’s as he seemed to know all the tricks. For twenty minutes or so I let him feast on my arsehole and he never once gave up for a moment. He was having the time of his life, licking into my hole as far as his tongue could reach inside and massaging my cheeks expertly and I was talking away in Italian to him telling him what a great partner he was and such an expert at what he was doing and the more I spoke in Italian the more turned on he was.

I kept up the Italian telling him how I was going to fuck him. “Ti fotterò e ti fotterò bene”. Words I’d never say on the Radio or during interpreting during an international conference, and I meant it this time. From the moment I saw him at the railway station I was determined to get inside him and give him a great fucking. Hell, it might cost me my radio career, but Andrea was a more than willing participant. I was ready and told him to get ready for a great ride. He seemed to know and turned his back to me showing off his gorgeous backside already for me. I lubed up his hole and my dick and aimed it at his expectant tube.

The glorious thing was that I slid into him with no resistance at all. In fact he almost walked back onto my dick with a heavenly gasp and a call out of “Ano” which I took to mean yes. I noted that I was all the way into his hole, balls deep and there was no struggle from him at all. He wanted this and was getting it and I told him so almost silently into his ear as I bent over to tell him. “Lo volevi e lo stai ottenendo tutto. Dio sei un grande giro”. He replied and told me so often as I pounded into him “Více, více prosim”. I had no idea what it meant but it was said with a great eagerness unmistakable in any language.

As I fucked him from behind, my dick all the way into his hole, he was trying to look back to me, and from what I could see from his face, his eyes were wild, and his mouth wide open in a large grin. I wanted to kiss him or see him sucking on a third huge dick in a spit roasting scene. This idea spurred me on to greater and harder fucking. I could be very dirty and piggy with this guy. I reached forward and underneath him and grabbed hold of his dick. It was still super hard and he hadn’t even been touching himself, just loving the ride I was giving him. At one point he was half jamming his arse onto my dick as I fucked forward. He was an eager beaver for a good fucking.

In Czech he was asking me questions, but what they were I had no idea, I just kept fucking, building up a decent sweat and noticing that he was sweating too, and I kept up my banter in Italian that he was a fantastic fuck. I varied the stroke rate going very slowly with long strokes and then rapidly fucking him harder with shorter jabs. He reacted better to the faster thrusts into him. I lifted one of his legs up off the floor onto the mattress and that tightened his hole and gave both of us a lot of pleasure. I fucked from behind for some time without any weariness, and all the time, he was smiling and showing every sign of enjoying himself.

I loves seeing my dick pounding away inside of him; his muscular back, his shock of fair hair and his head turning as far as it could to look at me as he encouraged me in his soft Czech language, but I needed more.

I turned him over onto his back, withdrawing from his hole for a moment which seemed to give him a slight look of puzzlement until I lifted his legs apart and into the air exposing his well fucked hole for me to re-enter him. I said to him “Voglio vederti corpo e viso e il tuo cazzo duro e vedere il tuo orgasm.”

I wanted to see his body and face and see his shoot.

It only took a few thrusts deep into his hole for his smile to return and a litany of words came out of his mouth. Hopefully telling me just how good I was and how much he was enjoying himself.

I loved looking down on his hard thick cock which he still left alone, his sexy abs and the smoothness of his gym exercised upper body. He put one arm around the back of his head, exposing an almost hairless armpit, and extra turn on for me, and he used his other arm to play with a nipple, pulling, twisting, and rubbing a finger repeated over the nub to excite himself.

He seemed well practiced at being fucked this way and I wondered about guys back home in pre- and post-revolutionary Prague. Andrea was a seriously good-looking guy and no way looked like the stereotypical, underfed, drab and unattractive East European citizenry We in the west and the neutral nations had been brought up to believe in. I supposed that there was some sort of underground gay scene in the place, like there were similar underground organisations in “socialist” Eastern Europe. Andrea was experienced in sex and I could tell. The only thing it seemed that he had never done before was rimming. Sucking, kissing, fucking, body worship he was all experienced.

I was fucking away into his hole and was obviously hitting his button often and he loved it by the noises he was making and the brightness of his eyes. I was so comfortable fucking him that I put an arm around my back holding one leg over my shoulder and allowing his other leg to fall over the edge of the mattress. Andrea was trying to sit up to look ay me resting on a forearm, and this accentuated his abs even more and this too excited me.

All the time I was fucking him balls deep with no resistance at all. This man wanted this a lot. He reached up and put his hands around my neck and pulled me down to me and was almost demanding of me in a word that sounded like ‘Polib me’ saying this to me over and over again, and I thought it meant ‘harder’, and I did fuck him much harder, until I saw that his lips were stretched towards me and realised that he wanted to kiss him, and boy did we kiss. Our mouths classed against each other, and the tongue fighting started and the harder I fucked him the more passionate the kissing became. Andrea even started to grab hold of his dick and was wanking himself furiously.

 

The he took charge, pushing me away and making me lie down on the mattress and then sitting on my dick facing me and was fucking himself on my extra hard pole. It didn’t take him long before he was shouting ‘Polib Me’ again. I’d learned my first words of sexual Czech and pulled him down to kiss me. He bounced on my dick, ensuring that his hole was as full of my dick as it was possible to be and was wanking his dick as we fucked and then I noticed his balls tightening and his hole squeeze it’s grip on my dick and He was shooting a generous load over my belly as his kissing intensified and his open mouthed moans and groans became more like mumbles as he shot his cum over me.

As he relaxed from the effort, he leaned to my face, my dick still deep inside him me and for the first time he spoke to me in English. “That was wonderful, but I want to see you shoot your cream”. He raised himself off of my dick and knelt besides me as I jacked on my dick. Andrea was caressing my chest with one hand and tickling my balls with the other. And gently kissing me turning me on with his tongue play and teasing me by just pulling away as I was about to suck in his tongue into my mouth.

I was getting off looking at his good looks, his sexy body and his still hard cock and the sensations of his hands and I was about to cum. I raised up my backside from to bed holding my cock into the air and Andrea moved away from me. I was wondering what he was going to do but he lay down between my legs his face right by my balls and was licking them, and the same time, his hands were torturing my nips. I had never had them worked so hard. His fingers had power, but the pain I received on my nips coupled with his licking of my balls set me off. I called out loud as I felt the release came and I felt his tongue push hard against the area between my balls and I blew my load. I could see his eyes as I dumped my load all over my body, they were of sheer delight.

When I had stopped shooting, Andrea came back to me, side by side, kissing me and stroking my face. “Meraviglioso, Fantastico, Sensazionale”. I told him. He smiled and half giggled. In German, he told me. ‘Ich kenne diese Worte. Wunderbar, fantastisch, sensationell’. I told him he was so right. We agreed to shower immediately and relax a little and talk.

Andrea was just as sexual in the shower that outside of it, but we managed to cool down the ardour and wash ourselves. Wrapped in towels and hotel gowns and sitting on the bed we had just fucked on, we chatted about gay sex in Czechoslovakia. It was tolerated before the gentle revolution, though the StB, the state security watched and reported on what was happening but generally nothing was done. Andrea surprised me by announcing that he has a lover, a partner back home. They had met at university where they studied languages and used the cover of mutual help and study to disguise their relationship. They had a few other friends from inside the university and some from outside. It was how they got to get video tapes of German and US Porn tapes.

Then he told me of his big surprise. “Mario, my lover is coming to Lugano in two days’ time, you will really like him, and you will most definitely meet him”. I was somewhat surprised by this announcement and confused until Andrea explained. “Matyáš is not only my partner and lover, but he is my producer.  We are the official delegation to the Music without Frontiers Forum and Programme from ‘Československý rozhlas‘ . He reached over to his wallet and pulled out a small photo of two men showing their heads and bare shoulders. One definately Andrea that other of a stunningly handsome man with what looked like a built body. Pointing to the second man Andrea told me, “This is Matyáš”, my lover and boss.

I asked immediately if  Matyáš would be annoyed, angry or jealous if he found out we had been fucking.

“No, He would be excited and a little jealous and I do know that he would really like to meet with you as well and experience what we have done together with you, and with me as well as with you”. Andrea’s permanent smile was still there. “Yes really, we share some guys, even back at home, but we keep it very quiet. We may have a gentle revolution but in some ways the revolution hasn’t reached everything yet”.

I was fascinated and resolved that I would at sometime be with Matyáš and Andrea.

“Mario, are there other gay men in the conference this week”?

I had to explain to him that there were at least three others that I knew about.

“Gunther, the executive producer and organiser the programme from West Deutcher Rundfunk in Cologne is gay. He’s the voice you’ll hear every month when we are setting up the links and production pre-discussion between all the different radio stations taking part, making sure we can all hear each other, that we are not playing the same music, assuring there will be no political discussion, making sure we cover all the many and different languages, that we area all recording the programme and the order of presentation. Usually, the first four countries are Germany, French Switzerland, then myself here in Lugano, and I hand over to the BBC in London, then the order differs according to what countries each want to take. You can use as many languages as you like as long as English, German, and French are included. Gunther sometimes has to remind some presenters to include on of the main three. The languages are included for people like me who don’t speak Slovene, Irish, etc, and with the expansion coming, a lot more like your Czech language. Your own language is always included, eight of the presenters also speak Italian, Some like poor Istvan in Budapest, is the only one who speaks Hungarian, and some like Watslav, in Warsaw, speaks nine languages. I know Gunther from University in Geneva, and we had a lot of

 sex back then and it was he who persuaded me to be a broadcaster as well as an interpreter.

Willy, our presenter from “Österreichischer Rundfunk”, is gay, and he is the oldest presenter we have. He is also one of the nicest guys you can meet. He married a woman, to avoid the Concentration camps during the second world war, though it’s never spoken about.

Then there is Åke our presenter from Sveriges Radio in Stockholm. He is openly gay and predatory as well. He made a beeline for me when we first me and whereas he is an excellent journalist and presenter, he knows what he wants and heads for it, so be careful. If you are not interested then just head to the safety of the women. Anne from Radio Monte Carlo is a delight and so is Katie from the BBC in London. You’ll get to know them”.

Having given Andrea a good fucking and a slight lowdown on some of the other gay presenters, I had to leave him, wondering about the handsome Matyáš, I was still to meet.

I told Andreas not to worry, I was going to be very busy the next few days especially during the four days when we’d all meet together.

There would been meetings, discussions between producers, presenters, a tour of the area, and the recordings of chats between me as the host and all the twenty presenters, both singularly and in small groups and the presentation of the individual record of the year.

I dressed and prepared to leave Andrea a couple of days and told him to explore Lugano and when we were ready for him, we would come calling. After a long and sexy smooth at the door, I left him, and in the elevator, punched my fist in the air. What a fucking good fuck he was and the bonus of hopefully a three-way with him before too long.