Date: Thu, 15 Oct 2009 01:20:17 +0100 From: John Prat Subject: Tuscan Delight part 1 Please read no further if sexual activity between an adult and consenting teens offends you or if it is illegal for you to access such material. This is a work of pure fiction and should be read in that context. The writer and the publisher accept no responsibility whatsoever resulting from this story and it's content. Part one sets the scene and does not contain any sex scenes. I hope you bear with me and enjoy the story. The sex comes late. Tuscan Delight My name is John and I'm 23. I'm Scottish but of Italian descent and I've got many relatives who still live in Tuscany. My tale begins in the woods above the little village I go to most summers in the foothills of the Apennines. I had decided to go for a long afternoon walk to try and use up some of the extra calories I'd been eating during the holiday -- I don't want to end up like so many of my relatives, a fat slob. It was a glorious hot day so I was careful to cover my pale skin with plenty of sun cream and I took my sunglasses and a hat. I wore a pair of black trainers, black shorts and a white v-neck t shirt which was tight enough to show my toned body to best effect. I'd been swimming in the school then university teams for a few years and since leaving university had started going to the gym three times a week so I'm in good shape. I'm 5' 10" tall, 135 lbs with short red hair and green eyes. I always tell people my hair is Titian red -- most people think everyone of Italian descent should be dark skinned, with black hair and brown eyes! I took a path I'd never noticed before and started up the fairly steep hillside. It was a good workout and before long I was sweating profusely and burning off the calories. As I got higher the air became a bit cooler and since I was mainly in the shade of the trees I decided it was safe enough to take off my tee shirt without risking sunburn. I'd been walking for over an hour and not seen a soul. I fancied the idea of getting a little sun on some parts of my body that didn't often see it so I make the decision to strip off and remove my shorts too. It felt so good walking in the woods with no clothes on. The cool breeze was delightful on my skin and the heat of the sun was just strong enough to be very relaxing. I wandered along the path until I came to a clearing. There was a stream running through it and it had formed a small pool of nearly still water which looked quite deep. I went over and to my delight I saw that it was deep enough to allow me to soak my hot and sweaty body in it. The water was very cool and it made my balls and cock, which had been very relaxed and hanging loose, tighten up and shrink considerably. I lay in the water for several minutes until it began to get colder than I'd anticipated so then I got out and lay on the warm turf, in the late afternoon sun to dry off. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew I was wakened by the sound of someone close bye calling out. My Italian is good so I understood that it was a guy calling to someone to come and see what he'd found. I turned to look in the direction of the sound and found that I was looking at an Adonis who was staring down at me. I was very embarrassed as I had sprouted a full-blown erection in my sleep and I was totally exposed to his intense gaze. I had been dreaming about my boyfriend, back home, whom I'd been missing so much. He's a damn fine cocksucker and I'd had to resort to jerking myself off every night of the holiday instead of experiencing the delights of hot sex with him. My Adonis looked young, no more than 16 or 17 and he was very tanned, with short, curly black hair, and he had the darkest eyes I'd ever seen. He seemed to be looking into my soul when he looked at me. The boy was just under 6 feet tall, perfectly proportioned and he obviously worked out as his muscle definition was excellent. He wore tight-fitting denim shorts and a very tight white teeshirt. I grabbed my teeshirt and covered my cock with it just as his friend arrived. I later found out that he assumed, because I was so pale, that I probably wasn't Italian so he spoke to his mate thinking that I wouldn't understand him. He told him that he'd seen my naked body and that he liked what he'd seen. I smiled at this but did not let on that I'd understood the compliment. His mate was not in the same class -- smaller, stockier and not nearly as handsome. I reckoned he was perhaps a year or two older than Adonis. The friend was called Francesco and spoke to me in English, "Hi, where do you come from?" he asked. I answered in English telling him I was here on holiday and was staying with people in the village further down the valley. "This is my parent's land you are on" he continued, "you should not be here." I got to my feet, still holding my teeshirt in front of me but by now my erection was subsiding and was back down to its flaccid size of around three inches. At full stretch it gets to just under seven inches of uncut fuckmuscle. I put on the teeshirt and bent down to pick up my shorts but Adonis came over and put his hand on my shoulder. "My friend is not very nice sometimes. He is jealous. You do not need to leave. Francesco and I often come here to cool off in the pool and he likes to have me all to himself." With that he started to strip off and so did Francesco. Adonis, or as I later found out, Giovanni, lived up to my expectations, he was drop dead gorgeous naked. His flaccid cock was nearly four inches long and very thick with short black hair framing it perfectly. His balls were shaved -- something I love as I adore sucking on a smooth sac. I didn't really want to take my eyes off Giovanni but I glanced at Francesco when he was naked and I have to admit I was very impressed with his cock and balls, his meat was quite a bit bigger than Giovanni's and his balls were huge. My cock started to twitch and grow as I got a good look at these young unselfconscious Italian lads. In part two the action starts. If you have any suggestions email me at wan-kerguy@hotmail.co.uk