Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 20:33:04 -0700 From: Hot for Dads Subject: Davey's Family Holidays: Davey's Summer Holiday (gay/incest) First off, don't forget that Nifty needs your donations to help provide these stories for your entertainment and relief: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Second, this is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT. Don't read it if you're not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if you're not interested in grown sons fucking around with their dads and other grown men. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is... DAVEY'S SUMMER HOLIDAY While Mom was inside washing the dishes after the Fourth of July party, Dad and I volunteered to clean up the back yard. Of course, in no time at all, we were in the shed with Dad's cock plunging in and out of my ass. "Have you decided where you want to go for your vacation?" he asked between grunts. "What?" I was too busy concentrating on the pleasure in my ass to answer random questions. "I bet you a vacation at Easter," he reminded me. "Since you managed to suck off the previously impotent Reverend Hay, I owe you." "Don't worry about it," I replied. Getting fucked by my own dad on a regular basis was enough of a reward for me. "Well, think about it," he groaned, "because the end of the summer is going to be cumming fast, just like I'm about to do. TAKE IT, SON!" "Oh yeah, FUCK ME, DAD!" I moaned as his cock began to spasm and fill my ass with the daddy cum that I loved so much. After a short pause to recover, Dad slapped me on the ass, pulled his cock out of me, and said, "Thanks, Son. I needed that." "Me too," I laughed. "I'll save this for later," I added with a wink as I waved my still-hard cock at Dad. "I'm sure you will," he replied with a grin as he tucked his dick back in his pants and fastened everything back up. "And think about that vacation. You've definitely earned it." ***** As I drifted off to sleep that night, Dad's order filtered into my brain. There were so many places I wanted to see. I wasn't sure I could choose just one. Soon, I found that my soft pillow and cotton sheets had been transformed into a lush pile of sheep's wool. I opened my eyes and looked around. There was no mistake. I was lying naked on a pile of freshly shorn wool in a sheering shed on an Australian sheep station! A tall, dark, sweaty man with a pair of shears in one hand was walking toward me. His jeans were open and sagging on his hips and his bare chest was covered only with a glistening sheen of sweat. When the stranger was standing over me, he tilted his hat onto the back of his head and said, "The number one rule, Mate, is to show the animal who's boss." "You are, Sir," I said submissively. "I thought you'd say that," he replied with a grin as he dropped the shears beside me and shoved his jeans down over his hips to reveal his semi-hard snake. I gulped, and he laughed. "Think you can handle it?" "I think so," I said as I lifted my legs and waited for him to show me who was the boss. In no time at all, he'd pumped that cock to full hardness and driven it into my eager ass. The sweat poured off of him as he pummeled me with his tool. "You definitely feel better on my todger than a sheep does," he chuckled. I wasn't sure whether he was joking or not, but I didn't care. I just relaxed into the pile of wool and let his fucking motions drive me even deeper as his cock plunged into me again and again. "Oh yeah," I sighed as the sun shifted in the sky and he continued to use me until I completely lost track of time. Suddenly, he bellowed, "I'M CUMMING, MATE!" It was sooner than I wanted, but I just bellowed back, "GO FOR IT, MATE! FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR AUSSIE CUM!" "EUREKA!" the stranger roared as he began to pump load after load after load of cum into me. "TAKE IT ALL!" he ordered, like I had any other plans in mind. When his balls were empty, he collapsed his exhausted, sweaty body onto me and panted heavily into my ear. "That was a nice way to be well-cummed down under," I laughed. As he recovered, he ran his rough hand over my body and even slowly stroked my cock a few times before running his fingers through my thick bush of pubes. "You know," he said casually, "you could do with a bit of shearing yourself." "Any time," I agreed. Before I could find out what it would be like to have a shaved cock and balls, the sound of a door slamming made me jump, and I found myself back in my own bed in the middle of the night. The next day, when I told Larry and Porter about the dream, Larry said that I should definitely book a flight to Australia at Dad's expense. Porter just grinned and said, "I'm not sure I like the idea of you with all those rough and ready Australians." ***** A couple days later, as I was relaxing in a warm bath and slowly stroking my cock, I closed my eyes and thought about the trip some more. My mind began to wander, and soon the warm water began to turn chilly. I opened my eyes and discovered that I was swimming in cold water. A nearby rock held a statue of a little mermaid. I swam over to the rock and then looked around to discover Copenhagen behind me. I turned back to the rock and reached out to the mermaid's tail, but my hand closed on a real human foot. "Welcome to Denmark," a husky voice said. My eyes traveled from the foot up along muscular thighs, to a broad male chest, to the blue eyes and blonde hair of a naked god. "How long before you turn back into a statue?" I laughed. "Long enough," the man said with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. He slid down into the water and swam around behind me. He took me by the wrists and pinned my outstretched arms against the rock. At the same time, he pressed his rock-hard cock into my ass crack. "Just relax," he whispered in my ear, "and let me make you part of my world." "Yes, please," I murmured as I felt his cock glide through the cold water and easily slip into my ass. I relaxed against the cold rock and let the water wash over me and the stranger thrust into me. "Damn, I don't get to do this often enough," he groaned into my ear as he continued to fill me. "The poor unfortunate souls of Copenhagen don't know what they're missing," I sighed. "Oh fuck," the stranger grunted as he sped up, forcing his cock deeper and faster into my ass. "I'M GONNA CUM UNDER THE SEA!" "Oh yeah, give me your caviar," I begged, tightening my ass on his thrusting shaft. "TAKE MY FLOTSAM AND JETSAM!" he roared as the water splashed over me and his cum flooded into me. I groaned as he pressed me harder against the rock and bit into my shoulder at his height of ecstasy. "Careful there, Son," Dad's voice remonstrated. "You're gonna have the bathwater all over the floor if you keep that up," he added with a chuckle. My eyes flew open and I saw the bathwater sloshing around the tub in huge waves that had obviously been created by some pretty frantic jacking as the Danish merman deposited his sperm into me. ***** A couple weeks later, Porter and I went to the county fair. He convinced me that riding the Ferris Wheel would be a romantic thing to do. Apparently, he was the only one who thought so, since we were the only two people waiting for the ride. The guy running it was huge, with broad shoulders and a thick matt of fur spilling out of the front of his shirt. "I'd like to take him for a ride," I whispered to Porter with a giggle. "I'm sure you would," Porter replied as we stepped into the seat and sat down. "I wouldn't mind myself," the man said as he latched the safety bar, gave me a wink, and stepped back to start the ride. "You slut," Porter laughed. "Want to join us?" I asked with a grin. "Fuck yeah," Porter confirmed. "Did you really have to ask?" "See you later, boys," the man called out as he pulled the switch to start the ride. I closed my eyes and rested my head on Porter's shoulder. By the time we reached the top in the first trip around the wheel, my mind had started to wander to my vacation. "Look at that view," Porter whispered to me, but when I opened my eyes, I wasn't looking over our rinky-dink little county fair. I was looking at Brighton Pier in England. I enjoyed the view while the trip lasted and tried to figure out my bearings. I then hurried over to the pier itself. I wandered through the arcade and out to the other rides before heading back toward the center of town. As I passed through the arcade again on my way out, I locked eyes with a dark-eyed, dark-haired man who was standing with a woman and two children. I winked, and he didn't look away. In fact, he grinned. I laughed and shook my head as I walked away. Stopping to buy some ice cream before leaving the pier, I looked back and saw the man approaching me. He wasn't quite as old as my dad, but he was definitely older than Porter. "Having a good day?" he asked as he approached. "Good enough," I said, handing the ice cream lady her money and walking away. "Do you need someone to show you the sights?" the man asked at my shoulder. "I think I can find them," I said without stopping. "Besides, shouldn't you be getting back to the wife and children?" "Sister and nephews," he corrected me. I stopped and looked him up and down, and I liked what I saw. "Well, that's different. Show me your sights." We chatted as the man led me into town and I quickly found myself in a maze of tiny narrow streets lined with all manner of shops. "This is my favorite place," the man finally said as he led me into a corner pub. "Welcome to the..." The cheery phrase died on the lips of the barmaid. "Oh, hi, Jeremy," she said in a bored tone as the man led me toward the gents' restroom. "Don't be so long this time." "I hope I won't," Jeremy laughed as we entered the small restroom, which included just a toilet and a sink. He quickly dropped the latch on the door, put down the toilet lid, and sat down. "Okay, let's see what you've got," he said eagerly. "It's all yours," I said as I unfastened my jeans and pulled out my cock and balls. "Nice," he muttered as he reached up and started running his hands over my junk. "Don't waste time," I reminded him. "Right," he agreed and quickly leaned forward to take my cock firmly in hand. "Oh yeah," I groaned as his warm lips wrapped around my knob and my cock was slowly sucked into his moist mouth. I leaned against the back of the toilet and closed my eyes so I could concentrate on the sensations that were assaulting my cock as it slid in and out of Jeremy's throat. He'd definitely sucked cock before. No gagging. No hesitation. Just pure skill. "That's it," I sighed as I raised my hands to rest on the top of his head. "Suck my cock nice and deep," I added as I began to flex my hips and drive my cock down his gullet. "Come on, Jeremy!" a voice bellowed outside the door as the related fist began to pound on the door. "Some of us need to use the facilities!" Jeremy lifted his mouth off of my cock and shouted back, "Piss off and wait your turn!" He then gave me a grin and started to swallow my cock again." "I have a better idea," I said as I stood up and gripped his head firmly between my hands. "Go for it," he grinned before slipping his luscious lips back over my cock head and clamping them tightly on my cock shaft. "Hold on, sucker," I laughed. Jeremy quickly grabbed my thighs as I started battering away at his tonsils with my ready-to-burst cock. "That's better," the voice outside approved as the noises confirmed that Jeremy and I were speeding up the process. "Oh fuck," I groaned as my fingers gripped Jeremy's hair tightly. I fucked his mouth for all it was worth. My balls slapped against his chin again and again and again. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah," I grunted. "Get ready, sucker," I moaned. I wasn't really paying attention to Jeremy as he freed a hand and slipped it between my rapidly flexing thighs, so I was caught completely off guard when he suddenly shoved his middle finger up my ass and started searching for my prostate. "FUCK!" I grunted under my breath, but there was no turning back. "TAKE IT, SUCKER!" I ordered as his finger began to work my prostate and cum began erupting from my balls. Jeremy swallowed like the pro that he apparently was and took every single drop of my cum flood. By the time I was finished dumping cum in his throat, I was panting like I'd just finished a ten-mile run. Jeremy pulled back and sucked gently on my cock to make sure he had every single drop. When he was as satisfied as I was, he slowly pulled his finger out of my ass and let my cock slide from between his lips. "Welcome to Brighton," he said as he licked his lips before flashing a smile. "Fuck yeah," I muttered as I tucked my tackle away and zipped up my jeans. "Come back soon," he laughed and I saw he had no intention of giving me any further tours. "Definitely," I said as I opened the door and came face to face with a bear of a man. "Next." "'Bout time," the man said as he shouldered past me. "Don't be long, Dad!" the barmaid called. "The supper crowd will be in soon and I'll need you in the kitchen." "It won't take long for your brother to take care of business," the man laughed as the door started to swing shut. I just stared at the barmaid, who smiled back. The gents' door clicked shut, and I blinked. When my eyes opened again, it was to the sound of the safety bar being released on the Ferris Wheel seat at the county fair. "Are you ready for the real ride now?" the ride manager asked. "Oh yeah!" I said eagerly, which made Porter laugh. "Right this way to my trailer, then," the man said after he hung up a CLOSED FOR REPAIRS sign beside the Ferris Wheel. ***** A couple days later, I was still trying to make up my mind about which fantasy I wanted to make into a reality. I'd just been double-fucked by the Petrillo twins, and I was spread out on the bed with Guido on my left and Luca on my right. I clenched my butt tighter to try to keep their cum from dribbling out of my ass and soaking the sheets. "Italy," Guido said. "Most definitely." "We have some relatives you can stay with," Luca volunteered. "Are they all as hot as your dad?" I laughed. "Oh yeah," Guido laughed. "Our uncles call Pop the runt." "Where do I sign up?" I asked as I gave up and unclenched my ass muscles. I could feel Petrillo cum dribbling down my crack, but I didn't care. I was already thinking about getting fucked under the hot Italian sun by someone who could call Flavio Petrillo a runt. ***** When mid-August finally rolled around and I found myself actually on the ground in Florence, Italy, I was convinced that it had been a huge mistake to take the Petrillo twins' advice. The airline had lost my luggage, so all I had were the few things I'd stuck in my backpack. To add insult to injury, there was no sign of the promised Italian sun. Clouds filled the sky, and rain was poured down. I climbed onto a bus with a bunch of other soaked tourists and took the ride to the city center. I figured I could buy a few things to get me through the vacation, but all the stores were closed, even though it was a weekday. The only people in town seemed to be other tourists who didn't know any more than I did I huddled in a doorway, dug my hand into my pocket, and pulled out the slip of paper that had the address of Flavio Petrillo's brother on it. A few raindrops hit the paper and the ink started to run. I quickly refreshed my memory about the address and shoved the paper back into my pocket. I pulled a city map out of my backpack, found the spot where I was standing, and located the big red X that Flavio had placed on his brother's address. I looked around to get my bearings, folded the map and returned it to my backpack, and headed off toward my vacation residence. An hour later, I was exhausted, lost in a maze of unfamiliar streets, and unable to find any signs to direct me where I wanted to go. The only good thing that happened was that the rain had stopped. The sun was still trying to force its way through the clouds but having little luck. It was at that point that I rounded a corner and ran smack into a carabinieri officer. I stumbled backward to minimize the impact, and the officer grabbed my shoulders to keep me from falling. "Scusi," I said, mumbling one of the few Italian words the Petrillo's had managed to teach me. "My fault," I added in English. "No, it is my fault," the officer replied, releasing his grip on my shoulders. "I did not expect you," he added, removing his cap and placing it under his arm. I marveled at his near-perfect English, spoken with hardly any accent at all. I also marveled at the man who filled out his uniform to perfection. I glanced down at the trousers that contained his bulging thighs. I looked back up at the medals and ribbons on the jacket that enclosed his broad chest and at the stars on his epaulets, which signified that he was no ordinary officer. My eyes traveled up over his succulent lips, past his dark eyes, and reached his jet-black hair just as the sun came out and started to make it shine. All of that happened in just a few seconds while I managed to stutter, "I should have been watching where I was going." "And where were you going?" the officer asked with a kind smile. "Here," I said, pulling the piece of paper out of my pocked and just thrusting the address at the officer. "Do you know where this is?" The officer looked at the paper and said with a smile, "I have a good idea where it is. Follow me." He then turned and headed back in the direction from which he'd just come. I quickly caught up and began to walk beside him. "Is it far? I don't want to put you to any trouble." "It is no trouble," he replied, turning his head slightly and giving me a grin. "I promised Flavio I would take care of you." "Flavio?" You could have knocked me over with a feather. "You are Davey Robinson, are you not?" "Uh, yeah," I said. "Are you Nino? Flavio's brother?" "Yes, I am," he confirmed. "Here we are," he continued, stepping into a doorway, pulling keys out of his tight trousers, unlocking the door, and pushing it open. "After you." I squeezed past him and nearly passed out at being so close to such a hunk of man. The fact that he was in a uniform was an even bigger turn-on. The Petrillo twins hadn't prepared me for their uncle, and I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through the stay without ripping his uniform off. I knew I had to take it slow, though, because I didn't have money for another place to stay if Nino got offended. "Where is everyone?" I asked to distract myself from the closeness of our bodies as I passed him. "I didn't see anyone but other tourists." Nino laughed and said, "It is the holiday Ferragosto, a time when many people go to the country or even the beach." "I guess I should have looked that up before planning the trip," I laughed. "Never you mind. We will find things for you to do," he assured me. "But for now, I must return to duty. Make yourself at home." "Thanks. I think I could sleep for a few hours," I said, realizing just how tired I was from the flight. "Then you must do that," he agreed, "and I will see you after a while." He gave me an official nod of his head and left me alone in his apartment. As soon as the door closed, I did a quick reconnaissance. I had a snack from the refrigerator, but not too much. I found a small washer and drier, so I stripped off my clothes and started a wash, since they were the only clothes I had. There was only one bedroom, so I deduced that I would be sleeping on the sofa, but while I was alone, I figured it would be okay to use the bed. However, I didn't figure Nino would want to come home from work and find a naked American spread out on his bed. I thought about wrapping a towel around me, but that could fall off while I was asleep. Finally, I worked up the nerve to dig into Nino's dresser in search of some pajamas or other sleeping attire. I couldn't help laughing when I found a pair of blue-black silk pajamas with red piping. They looked so much like his regular uniform that it seemed like Nino thought he was never off the clock. Naturally, they were too big for me, but they were the only option. I pulled on the bottoms and loved the feeling of the silk gliding over my skin and enveloping my cock and balls. As I pulled on the top and buttoned it, I realized how much they reminded me of my dad's pajamas. I stretched out on the bed and thought about my dad. I couldn't help rubbing the silk around my chest with one hand while the other hand slid smoothly into the bottoms to grasp my stiffening cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed a relaxed stroking session. When I got too close to the edge, though, I pulled back and released my cock. Nino might not mind me wearing his pajamas, but he probably wouldn't like me to soak them with cum. I rolled over on my stomach and humped my cock into the mattress a few times before clutching the pillow to my chest and slipping off to sleep as evening crept on. ***** Dad crawled into my bed and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his stiff cock pressing against my silk-covered ass, and then his hand slid down the back of my pajamas to explore my ass crack. He started whispering sweet nothings in my ear, and as soon as he started that, I snapped wide awake. It wasn't my dad whispering to me and fondling my ass. This person was uttering a stream of soft, romantic Italian comments that I couldn't understand at all. I quickly scooted away from the hard cock and rolled over to see who the invader was. My jaw dropped open, and I said with obvious surprise, "Nino?!" The face I was looking into showed the same surprise at seeing me. "No, no Nino. Gino." "You're not Nino?" I asked, shaking my head. "No, Gino," he repeated, pointing at himself, which caused me to trail my eyes from the chest covered with blue-black hair down to his rock-hard cock in its nest of black pubes. His forearms also had a light dusting of black hair. "Nino's brother?" I asked, looking back at the face, but he just stared at me. "Umm, frere, fratella, fratello?" Gino bursting into a rapid-fire response, but all in Italian. I had no idea what he was saying, but the penny finally dropped. Gino and Nino were brothers, and not just any brothers, but identical twins. I guess there was some twin gene in the Petrillo family. I glanced back down at Gino's cock and realized exactly why they called Flavio the runt. There was nothing wrong with the size of Flavio's cock; I'd enjoyed it often and to the fullest, but Gino was hung like the proverbial horse. He even had Coach Jackson beat in the endowment department. I gulped when I realized that Nino would have the same endowment. I wished that Flavio would have warned me and told me what the ground rules were. "Wait, wait," I said, holding up my hand to stop Gino's string of unintelligible dialogue. He fell silent and waited for me. I looked around the room, uncertain what to do, and then I nervously glanced back at Gino's cock. It was as hard as ever, so the surprise of finding me in the bed was not dampening his ardor. "I guess we'll have to wait for Nino," I said, and Gino just shook his head to signify that he didn't understand. "I think I know something to keep us busy while we wait," I laughed and cautiously reached out to touch Gino's cock. A broad smile spread across his face, and he raised an eyebrow of invitation. "I thought so," I muttered as I rolled onto my back and pulled Gino on top of me. Gino ground his huge cock into my groin and stomach as he struggled to unbutton the pajama top. I closed me eyes and pressed my cock up against his cock and my chest against his hands. When he finally succeeded in unfastening all of the buttons, he opened the pajama tops and ran his rough hands across my body, tweaking my nipples with his broad thumbs. Gino gave me a wicked grin and said something else that I couldn't understand, so I just kept my eyes closed and groaned with pleasure. I heard Gino laugh only seconds before I felt teeth gripping my left nipple and applying pressure. "Oh yeah," I groaned as I wrapped my arm around Gino's neck to pull him tighter to my chest. He relaxed his teeth and flicked his tongue across my nipple, which was standing erect, and then he quickly shifted to repeat the process on my right nipple. This time, I grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him firmly against me. He took the hint and bit harder on the right nipple. "Oh god yes," I groan, squirming under Gino so our cocks glided back and forth against each other. When I thought I was just about ready to bust a nut from the pleasurable torture Gino was administering to my nipples, he suddenly sat back on my thighs and rattled of yet another question that I didn't understand. My response was just to reach forward with both hands and begin to work Gino's thick shaft, forcing the foreskin back to expose the cock head glistening with precum and then pulling the foreskin forward to engulf the cock. Gino grinned broadly and nodded his approval. With the next stroke that pulled the foreskin back, I quickly swiped my palm across the exposed cock head to gather up some of that luscious precum. I then proceeded to wipe it all over my exposed chest, circling my wet fingers around my red, erect nipples. Gino licked his lips and grabbed his shaft with one hand to begin stroking it rapidly. "What's the rush?" I asked, not that I wasn't eager to be covered in Gino's hot cum. I just had a few other things I wanted to do first. Gino obviously didn't understand, so I gently grabbed his hand and pried it away from his cock. Gino looked very surprised and said something that I took to be about how disappointed he was. Silently, I rolled over onto my stomach, which wasn't easy with his thighs gripping my hips. I pushed the pajama bottoms down to expose my rosy behind and quickly felt his cock settle between my ass cheeks. I looked over my shoulder and smiled, but he didn't move. "Don't you want to fuck me?" I asked, flexing my ass against his cock. From the look on his face, Gino was torn between what he wanted to do to my ass and the problem that would arise if I wasn't offering what he thought I was offering. To help him make up his mind, I reached back and spread my ass cheeks to give him full access. I couldn't have made it any clearer than that. "Are you sure you can take my brother's cock?" I jumped at the unexpected voice and nearly gave myself whiplash swinging my head around to the other direction, where I saw Nino standing in the bedroom doorway. We looked at each other for a moment, and since he hadn't started screaming, I took a chance. "I've had one almost as big in me before," I informed him coolly as I glanced down to see the growing outline of his matching cock. "I think I can take Gino's...and yours later if you want." Nino said something quickly in Italian, and it definitely sounded like an order. Gino scrambled off of the bed, and for a second, I thought I'd completely misread the situation. Gino crossed the room to stand beside Nino. They were absolutely identical in every way, except Nino was still dressed in his uniform and Gino was standing there with his big hard cock waving in front of him. I quickly pulled up the pajama bottoms and sat up on the edge of the bed. "Do you want me to go? My clothes are in the washer." Nino stood stiffly, giving nothing away. "Did Flavio send you here to seduce our brother?" "Oh no, no, absolutely not," I stammered. "Flavio didn't... doesn't... He has no idea. He didn't even tell me you had another brother. I didn't mean--" Nino cut me off, "Would Flavio be surprised at your behavior? Or would Guido and Luca, for that matter?" "I don't know what you mean," I tried to bluff, but my eyes kept wandering involuntarily back to Gino's cock. "Flavio told me you would be a good guest," Nino said sternly. "An obedient guest, who enjoys things a little unconventional." Regaining a little of my confidence, I stood up and crossed the room. When I was face to face with Nino, I dropped to my knees and bowed my head. "I will do anything you want, sir." I grinned when I saw out of the corner of my eye that Gino had started to stroke his cock slowly. More than just twins ran in the Petrillo family. At that moment, I was glad that Guido and Luca convinced me to pick Italy for my destination. I was also glad that they and their father had arranged this surprised beforehand. "Lick my shoes clean!" Nino suddenly ordered as he removed his black leather gloves and casually slapped them against his muscular thigh. "Yes, sir," I replied before leaning in and licking his left shoe until the black leather glistened with saliva. "The other one," Nino said, shifting his weight. "Yes, sir," I replied before giving his other shoe the same treatment. Once it was glistening as brightly as the first, I looked up at Nino and asked softly, "Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?" "I think so," Nino replied as he lightly ran his hand back and forth on his crotch. I licked my lips as he unzipped his trousers, reached inside, and pulled out the identical mate to Gino's Italian sausage. "You like?" "Oh definitely," I said, never taking my eyes off of it. Without warning, Nino suddenly slapped his semihard cock against my left cheek. I groaned and he swung it back in the other direction to smack my right cheek. "Thank you, sir," I moaned as he repeated the motion again and again, each time with his cock becoming a little harder and a little harder and a little harder. Soon, he was leaving streaks of precum across my face. I eagerly flicked out my tongue for a quick taste and was rewarded with my first sample of his sweet nectar. "I will have to thank Flavio and the boys for sending you to us," Nino said as he switched motion and dragged his cock up and down between my chin and my forehead. "Me too, sir," I agreed. "It is now time to see if you were boasting beyond your capabilities or not," Nino informed me as he began to unbutton his jacket. "Please," I begged, "don't take off your uniform, sir." "Very well," Nino agreed before saying something to Gino, who quickly jumped on the bed to sit with his back against the headboard. "On your hands and knees to suck Gino's cock," Nino ordered. "Yes, sir," I said quickly before assuming the position between Gino's legs on the bed. Gino just grinned at me and held his cock erect with both hands circling the thick shaft. I felt Nino climb on the bed behind me, and then he began to massage my ass cheeks through the silk pajamas. I groaned as the fabric slid against my skin and my cock and balls swayed against it as well. "SUCK!" Nino ordered, and he gave me a hard slap on the ass. "Yes, sir," I murmured before attempting to wrap my lips around the head of Gino's cock. I thought I was going to have to break my jaw to manage it, but with a chuckle, Gino thrust his hips up and forced the head into my mouth. "That's better," Nino praised as he resumed gently massaging my ass, while Gino quickly began to stroke his long cock with both hands. I grunted each time his knuckles hit my chin, and Nino finally copied the rhythm to slap my ass each time Gino's knuckles hit my chin. I arched my back and groaned to show my pleasure. Gino's motions soon became more frantic and his breathing became ragged. I'm sure my teeth were scraping on his cock shaft, but he seemed not to notice. I managed to flick my tongue into his piss slit to gather up his savory precum, and he immediately started a quick grunting noise. Nino yelled something in Italian and Gino froze. I felt the silk pajama bottoms being slid down over my cheeks, and I knew what was coming. Nino humped his cock up and down in my ass crack a few time before asking, "Are you sure you want this?" I didn't want to take my mouth off of Gino's cock, so I grunted my consent and pressed my ass back into Nino's crotch in case there was still any question. Nino chuckled and said, "Then we'd better get you ready." My jaw was killing me, but I refused to give up on Gino's cock. I swirled my tongue around the head and Gino let out a deep groan before saying something quickly to Nino in Italian. Nino laughed and said, "Gino says he is going to cum if you continue doing whatever you are doing." In a sterner voice, he added, "And I do not want him to cum yet." I stopped working my tongue over Gino's cock head and just let the precum ooze into my mouth on its own. Gino let out a contented sigh and relaxed a bit. "That's better," Nino praised me as his fingers began to work lube into and around my asshole. It felt so good to have his fingers sliding in and out of me, but I was definitely glad when he pulled them out to add even more lube, and even more. Judging by the Italian sausage in my mouth, I was going to need a lot of lube to take an identical cock up my ass. "And now we begin," Nino said with an official note in his voice, as if he were addressing his troops. I closed my eyes and tried to relax when I felt the thick head pressing between my ass cheeks and demanding entrance at my asshole. "Relax," Nino ordered, which made me laugh involuntarily. That second of distraction was all Nino needed. He forced his huge cock head into my ass, stretching me wider than I'd ever been stretched before, until my ass lips were allowed to tight a bit on his shaft behind the cock helmet. I would have screamed loud enough for all of Florence to hear me if Gino hadn't grabbed my head and force me farther down on his cock as his brother's monster was invading my ass. I was in so much shock and pain that Gino was damn lucky I didn't accidentally bite his cock off. "Easy, boy, easy," Nino said soothingly as he rubbed the tail of the silk pajama tops across my lower back. It sounded like he was talking to a wild horse that he'd just mounted. "Relax, boy, relax." Gino even started to pet my hair like I was a wild horse who had to be distracted. I inhaled deeply through my nostrils, since my mouth was packed with cock, and concentrated on relaxing every muscle in my body. As I did, I slowly began to press back onto Nino's invading meat. "That is a good boy," he praised me as I slowly took more and more and more of his cock into my body. Nino continued to rub the silk against my skin, which felt amazing to counter the pain of taking his cock. At some point, he slipped into uttering Italian, but it didn't matter. I was beyond words; my body was exploding with the new sensations of a cock reaching places where Coach Jackson hadn't even gone before. As Nino began to make shallow fucking motions, I slowly grew more and more accustomed to the invasion. The pain, which had turned to painful pleasure, eventually became pure pleasure. I began groaning around Gino's meat and couldn't resist teasing his cock again with my tongue. Gino moaned, and Nino quickly gave him a forceful order. Gino scrambled out from under me, and I was confused, but Nino continued to use and abuse my ass, so I didn't worry about Gino for long. I let my arms collapse so my chest was pressed to the mattress, my face was buried in the pillow that had been supporting Gino, and my arms were outstretched in complete supplication to Nino's ravishing of my body. I bit into the pillow when Nino soon began to increase his fucking pace and vary the depth of his penetration. When he suddenly slapped my ass, I released the pillow and screamed, "YES!" Nino just chuckled and said something to Gino. It didn't matter that I couldn't understand the conversation any more. We were all speaking the universal language of sex, and that was good enough for me. "Oh god, fuck me hard, Nino. HARDER," I begged. Nino grabbed me firmly by the hips and gave me what I wanted. Deep. Hard. Pounding. Gino asked Nino something, and Nino stopped fucking me. "DON'T STOP," I begged. "Patience," Nino replied shortly before he let out a scream of his own and drove his cock deep into me. "YES!" I bellowed, not caring who heard. I waited for Nino to resume his fucking motion, but it didn't happen. He was pressing his cock firmly into me with slight releases, but he wasn't fucking me. "PLEASE, NINO, PLEASE!" I begged, but Nino just moaned. I was definitely missing something here. I twisted my neck so I could see over my shoulder, and the vision I saw was worth the uncomfortable viewing position. Nino, with his cock buried in my ass, was still wearing his shirt and tie and uniform jacket, as well as his cap. The only thing gone was his trousers. Behind Nino was Gino with his huge paws gripping Nino's shoulders. GINO WAS FUCKING NINO! "You like?" Nino asked when he looked down and saw me straining to watch. "Fuck yeah, that's so hot!" I cooed. "Turn me over so I can watch better." With a grin, Nino took control of my body and flipped me over, spinning me on his huge cock. I groaned at yet another new sensation inside my ass, squeezed my eyes shut, and slammed my head back against the pillow. Nino yanked off the pajama bottoms, grabbed my ankles, and lifted them to his shoulders. "Better?" he asked. I opened my eyes and looked up at Nino in his carabinieri uniform. That vision alone was almost enough to make me cum on the spot. The sight of Gino grinning at me over Nino's shoulder while he continued to fuck Nino's ass was the icing on the cake. I couldn't resist reaching up and grabbing Nino's tie to yank him forward so I could kiss those juicy lips. Nino and I were soon devouring each other in an overpowering kiss. Gino said something and laughed while he continued to fuck Nino, which caused Nino's cock to pulse in my own ass. I was panting for breath when Nino finally broke out kiss. "Welcome to Italy," he said with a grin. "Glad to be here," I replied with a laugh. "Now fuck me. You're not the only one who enjoys being fucked." "If you are going to give the orders now, you should wear this," Nino said. With a smile, he removed his cap and placed in on my head. "Nice," he added approvingly. 'Thanks, now get busy, officer," I ordered. "Yes, sir," he replied. In no time at all, Nino was pounding his huge sausage into my ass while his brother Gino was filling Nino's ass with cock as well. We became a single mass of rutting flesh. Moaning, groaning, fucking. Flesh slapping flesh. "YES, YES, YES," I screamed with pleasure. Nino quickly grabbed the silk pajama bottoms from beside him, wadded up a portion, and shoved it in my mouth to gag me. I bit down on the mouthful, rolled my eyes in ecstasy, and smiled with my eyes at Nino. He just grinned at my responsiveness and began to fuck me even harder. Gino suddenly shouted something urgently at Nino, and Nino shouted back. There was no doubt at all what was about to happen. I quickly grabbed my hard cock and began jerking for all I was worth. Nino nodded his head to signify that I was correct. The time and my cock were now at hand. Nino and Gino began filling the room with alternate grunts as Nino fucked into me and then slammed his ass back to be impaled by Gino's cock. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. My hand flew up and down my cock in a blur. Nino's grip on my ankles tightened an instant before he slammed into me and roared as his cum began to flood my insides. One second later, Gino let out an identical roar, slammed his cock into Nino, driving Nino even deeper into me if that was possible, and unleashing his load into his brother. I let out a muffled scream around the pajama gag as my own cock began to shoot a fountain of cum all over my body. The second load was even more powerful than the first and hit me in the forehead, which made Nino laugh between grunts as he still continued to fill me with hot Italian seed as he was in turn being filled by his brother's seed. Eventually, our almost simultaneous orgasms all began to subside. Gino kissed Nino on the neck and then began to finish undressing him. He removed Nino's jacket, and then Nino quickly removed his own tie. Gino reached around and began to unbutton Nino's shirt while Nino unbuttoned the cuffs. I groaned when Gino pulled the shirt open and revealed Nino's chest covered with a thick forest of black hair. I did a stomach crunch to get close enough to run my fingers through it. Nino, now fully naked, grinned and leaned forward with his hands planted on the mattress to support his weight. I relaxed back into the mattress but continued to run my fingers through Nino's chest hair. Nino leaned in, gripped the pajama gag with his teeth, yanked it out, and spat it onto the floor. He then quickly began to devour the cum that had splattered over my face, before locking us into yet another passionate kiss that allowed me to savor the taste of my own cum mixed with Nino's saliva. Gino laughed and said something. From the groan that Nino let out into my mouth, I guessed Gino had withdrawn his cock from his brother's ass. By the time Nino and I broke the kiss, Gino was stretched out on the bed beside us. I sigh with pleasure and disappointment as Nino slowly withdrew his own cock from my ass. I was so stretched and abused that I couldn't clamp it shut fast enough and hard enough to keep all of Nino's cum inside of me. Nino lowered my ankles to the mattress and then stretched out on the other side of me. The two brothers began running their hands through the cum on my body and then licking their fingers clean. I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I was pretty sure that they were both appreciating how good my cum tasted. I'd heard it often enough that I knew the signs. "Good?" I asked teasingly. "You are even better than Flavio said," Nino replied. "So you had this all planned?" I laughed. "No, he only told me you might be willing to engage," Nino clarified. "You have done this with him and Guido and Luca?" "Ummm." I hesitated at saying too much, since I didn't know what Nino knew and what he was guessing. "It is alright," he assured me. "I have. When they last visited." Why shouldn't I take him at his word since he'd just let me see him getting fucked by his own brother? "Me too. Many many times," I laughed. "But they didn't warn me about you." "You needed warning?" "No, but it would have been nice to know I was going to be getting some Petrillo cock while I was here in Italy. I would have been even more excited about the visit." Gino took a break from eating my cum and obviously asked a question. Nino gave him a quick response before telling me, "Gino wanted to know who you were, but I told him I will explain later." "Why do you speak perfect English and he doesn't speak English at all?" "He never had an interest. He might now, though," Nino laughed. "It is the only thing different about us, so you will never get us confused." "So Flavio didn't invite him to play with me as well?" "No, Gino came up to surprise me for Ferragosto, but it seems he surprised you instead." "I'm not complaining," I said before turning to kiss Gino. It was unexpected and his eyes flew open wide before he nearly climbed on top of me to explore where his brother had already been. He also started to grind his cock against me. Nino laughed and said something that I took to mean "Happy Ferragosto, Gino." ***** The three of us hardly left the apartment all weekend. As they say, we had each other in every position, in every combination, in every room. The only breaks we had were when we decided to have something to eat besides cum and Italian sausage. Gino eventually had to return to his farm, and Nino had to return to his station. That finally gave me the chance to explore Florence and even take a few daytrips to other places. It was all very educational, and in the evening I always returned to Nino for dinner and another hot-and-heavy fuck session. One evening when I returned to the apartment, Nino was sitting in the living room with another carabinieri officer, who looked to be a few years older than Nino. The man spoke English, not as perfectly as Nino, but good enough. We had a nice meal and a pleasant after-dinner conversation. Eventually, Nino took me aside to let me know that his friend was interested in fucking me if I wanted to be fucked. Well, needless to say, I was handcuffed to Nino's bed in no time and getting worked over, in a good way, by two of Italy's finest. My only demand was that they had to keep on as much of their uniforms as possible. They readily agreed and I happily satisfied all of their needs that night. ***** When I got back home, I gave Flavio, Guido, and Luca a very special thank you for arranging such a great vacation. A few days later, I got an e-mail from Nino, in which he thanked me for helping him to get his latest promotion. I wrote back to congratulate him and to let him know that I would definitely return to Italy at some point to visit him and Gino. I also mentioned that I might bring a friend or two...or even my dad. That elicited a quick reply that ordered me to make it soon. Unfortunately, any further international encounters at that time had to take place via the Internet. It was time for Larry and me to pack up and head off to college, where further adventures awaited. ------------------- Hope you enjoyed this latest holiday celebration. Always play SAFE in the real world; you never know where that thing has been! ;) For other stories by this author, check out www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#hotfordads.