Date: Sat, 19 Sep 2020 11:11:05 +0200
From: Gary Morgan <gorm4571@mail.com>
Subject: A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 5

A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 5

Friday

Rome

9

It was raining again this morning so I revised my plans for the day and
decided to start with San Pietro in Vincoli church which contains
Michelangelo's Moses statue.  After that, I returned to Termini and went to
the nearby National Roman Museum a few steps from the station.  As the
weather had improved when I came out of there, I decided to use my
outstanding ticket for the Roman Forum.  It was a solid day's sightseeing
and very enjoyable.  I got back to my hotel about 4pm.

Checking my phone for messages, I discovered one from Francesco.  I had
played with him and his younger partner, Elia, the night before.  Francesco
was asking if I could come to his apartment again tonight as he had made
contact with his friend, Marcel, who was very keen to meet me.  This was
the guy he had mentioned who supposedly had a very large cock.  Of course,
I would be able to meet!

I had a rest and then an early dinner.  Francesco had asked me to come to
his apartment at 8pm.  I took the Metro to Valle Aurelia station again and
walked to his apartment building.  I rang the bell and Francesco let me in.
After I climbed the stairs, he was waiting at the door of his apartment,
smiling.

He invited me in and explained that Marcel had just rung to say he was
running a little late.  I was surprised to find that Francesco was there on
his own.

'Elia had to work unexpectedly tonight', he said. 'He is sorry he can't be
here'.

We sat down and had a drink.  He told me that Marcel was a 19 year old
Frenchman and was studying in Rome.  He also rode in bicycle competitions
and had competed in the Tour De France the year before.

'He is very fit and can fuck all night', he said, 'and he speaks good
English'.

Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang and Francesco buzzed Marcel in and
waited at the door for him to come up the stairs.  I could hear their
greeting in French before Marcel appeared.

He was tall and slim with a handsome face.  When he saw me, his face lit up
with a broad and very sexy smile.

'Hello, hot daddy', he said with a delicious French accent.

He shook my hand and wrapped his arms around me in a strong bear hug.  Then
he threw himself down on the sofa next to me and stretched his long legs
out in front and kicked his sneakers off.

Francesco brought him a glass of water which he sipped slowly as we
chatted.  He looked like he had just come from a bike ride.  He was wearing
a colourful blue sports shirt with advertising on it.  His legs were
covered in a blue lycra material and he was wearing blue shorts over them
with a white stripe down the sides.

I rarely connect with guys as young as this, so I was intrigued to find out
what he would be like in bed.  He seemed so relaxed and confident that it
was almost a bit intimidating.  He was also surprised that Elia was not
here.

'I will have to be double the top for you', he said to me, with a
wink. 'You are total bottom, yes?'  I nodded and he gave me that sexy smile
again.  I could feel myself melting....

Marcel excused himself and went to the toilet.  A few minutes later, I
became aware of a presence behind me and something brushing against the
back of my head.  I turned around and found myself facing Marcel's huge,
hard cock.  It was a full nine inches long and very thick with a large head
on it.

'I hope he does not frighten you', said Marcel wickedly, 'he likes you'.
He pointed to the bedroom.  'Come with me, I am very horny tonight', he
said.

We went into the bedroom and Francesco removed the bed cover, revealing the
sheets.  Marcel took all of his clothes off quickly and I did the same.  He
had a superb muscular and smooth body from the bike riding, no doubt, and
his cock really was enormous.

He lay back on the bed with his feet still on the floor and propped his
head up by putting a pillow behind him.  I got down on my knees and picked
his cock up in my left hand.  It was quite heavy and my fingers could not
go right around it.  Precum was trickling down over the head and I licked
it off.  It made him groan and I put my mouth right over it and started
sucking.  He was quite a mouthful and deep-throating was clearly not going
to be possible.

I worked on it for a while, sucking as deep as possible and then also
sucking his large balls.  Marcel kept saying how good it was feeling and
his French accent made it sound even more sexy.  Then he suggested a 69
with me on top as he wanted to eat my ass.

Francesco was seated naked in the chair at the end of the bed, quietly
stroking his hard cock.  When I positioned myself on top of Marcel facing
Francesco, he gave me the now familiar thumbs up with a wide grin.  I put
Marcel's cock in my mouth and felt him pulling my ass open and sticking his
tongue into it.  He either had a very long tongue or was just expert at
doing it because it felt amazing.  I was surprised at how much of his cock
I could get down my throat but on top in a 69 has always been the best
position for me to do that.

Marcel pulled me back so my asshole was literally right on top of his
mouth.  It was so good, I felt cold shivers going through my body, a sign
that I am extremely aroused.  Marcel then swallowed my cock again and
sucked it greedily.  I had to be careful not to cum.

After a few more minutes, Marcel lifted me off him and turned me onto my
back.  Getting on top of me, he started kissing me passionately.  He took
both of my hands and held them tightly back over my head almost as if I had
been tied to the bedhead.  It was an exciting combination with his strong
kissing.  Then he turned to Francesco.

'I want you to fuck him for a while to get him ready for my cock, 'he
said. 'Don't cum yet. I want to be first to do that'.

Francesco got out of the chair saying, 'Don't worry, you know I always
prefer sloppy seconds'.

Marcel replied, 'I think it will be very sloppy tonight. I have not cum
since this morning'.

Marcel knelt behind me and, positioning me at the edge of the bed, pulled
my legs back.  Francesco put some lube on his cock and pushed it into my
hole and fucked me steadily with his eyes closed.

'I think you are tighter than last night', he gasped.

'He won't be tight after I finish with him', quipped Marcel. 'Tell me when
his ass relaxes around your cock'.

Francesco fucked some more and pulled his cock out of me.  'I think he is
ready for you', he said. 'And if I fuck any more for now, I will cum'.  He
changed positions with Marcel, who lubed up his cock.

'First cum will be quick', Marcel said to me. 'You make me very horny'.

Francesco pulled my legs back and then I could feel the large hot head of
Marcel's cock starting to stretch my hole open.  I really had to
concentrate on relaxing my hole as much as possible.  His cock was very
thick but it was going in slowly.  Being fucked by Francesco first
certainly had helped.  As his cock slid inside me, I tensed and relaxed my
ass muscles on it.

'This man knows how to take a big cock', said Marcel.  'I am almost up to
my balls already'.

A few seconds later I could feel his pubic hair right up against my hole.
He stopped moving and let me continue tensing and relaxing, getting used to
his size.  Then he gave me a questioning look and I nodded.  I was ready.

Marcel started fucking, gently at first and building up to a steady rhythm
in and out.  He was pulling his cock almost right out of me and then
plunging it back in, watching my reaction and gauging when he could fuck
faster.  I felt fine with it now and it was only when he occasionally
pushed it in to the maximum amount and then seemed to be able to go a bit
further that it felt slightly scary.  Marcel was smiling at me the whole
time.

'You are goooooood', he purred. 'I will cum now so I must fuck you faster.
I think you are OK with it, yes?'

I nodded and he increased his speed until he was fucking me quite hard.  He
closed his eyes, arched his back and with a shout, he started to fuck even
more rapidly.  Then I felt his very strong orgasm happening deep inside
me. It felt like about nine very strong squirts after another which meant a
lot of cum was gushing into my hole.  I heard myself gasp at the pressure
of it.

Marcel fell forward on top of me and I could feel his heart beating
strongly.  Mine wasn't far behind!  Eventually he lifted himself up and
slowly pulled his cock out of me.  It felt like my whole insides were being
pulled out with it.

'I am trying to keep my cum in there for the second fuck', he said. 'It's
the best lubricant of all'.

I noticed that his cock was still just as hard as when he started fucking
me.  It was glistening in the light with his cum.  He sat on the bed next
to me and asked if I was OK.  I told him I felt wonderful which made him
smile.

'Good, we are not finished yet', he said.

'That was a lot of cum you shot into me', I said.

'Yes, we have strong cumming muscles from the bike riding', he replied.  'I
can shoot halfway across this room'.

'I would love to see that', I said.

'No, tonight I want to fill your ass as much as I can', he replied.

Francesco spoke up, saying, 'I have seen him shoot his cum.  It is
amazing. It is like he is pissing.  He shot it on Elia's face once.  I
thought he would drown him!'  I wished he would cum on my face and drown
me, too!

After ten minutes, Marcel announced he was ready to fuck again.  He sat on
the edge of the bed and Francesco and I took turns sucking him.  He was as
hard as a rock again and got me to lie face down on the bed and up on my
knees.  Francesco returned to the chair where he could get the best view
from behind.

Marcel got onto the bed behind me and slid his cock deep into my ass.  It
took two pushes to get it in right up to his balls.  That second push was
much stronger and made me gasp.  He asked Francesco if he would like a feel
and I was aware of his fingers feverishly exploring the rim of my stretched
hole.  Marcel started moving again and Francesco reached under me and
started jerking me off.  The combination of that with Marcel's big cock
fucking me was incredible.  I felt I would only last a couple of minutes if
he didn't stop jerking my cock.  Luckily he did stop and returned to his
chair.

The next few minutes were a frenzy of deep fucking in various positions -
flat down on my stomach, sideways from behind, over on my back again with
very deep pounding and finally with me on top.  In that position sitting on
top of him, it gave me the best sensation of being absolutely impaled on
that huge cock.  It was a feeling to be remembered!

I moved steadily up and down on it and Marcel closed his eyes and groaned
with each downward stroke.  Suddenly he grabbed my hips and started
pounding his cock deeply up into my ass and then I could feel him shooting
another big load.  I leaned forward and kissed him while I could feel his
cock jerking inside me.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled his cock out of me and I could feel a
lot of cum leaking out and running down over my balls.

'You are gaping open', said Francesco. 'And there is so much cum!'

'I can do another one yet, I'm sure', gasped Marcel.  'Just give me a few
minutes'.  I made a mental note to search for other bike riders for sex!

Francesco got me a drink of water.  This was thirsty work.  Ten minutes
later I was back in doggie position with Marcel's cock pounding me hard
again.  I was coping just fine.  It wasn't hurting but his size made it
just as exciting as when he started.  Suddenly he pounded me even harder
and very fast and I could feel another load filling me up.  This time he
pulled out almost immediately and got me to suck the cum off his cock.

'I like it when the head is so sensitive straight after the fucking', he
said, his eyes closed in ecstasy.

I thought that was it but Francesco then announced he needed to fuck me and
cum, too, after watching that spectacle.  He got me to lie on my back and
Marcel pulled my legs back for him exposing my ass at the perfect angle.
Francesco slid his cock in easily and started fucking.  You could hear it
squelching and I could feel Marcel's cum being moved around inside me.
There was considerable leakage from my hole as well.

Francesco was fucking me steadily, smiling down at me.  It was great to see
the pleasure on his face.  Then he moved faster and suddenly pulled out,
straddled my chest and, jerking off, shot his load all over my face and
into my mouth.  I remembered he had done this to Elia last night, too.

'I need to cum on the face', he said, sticking his cock into my mouth and
getting me to suck the last drops out of it.  Marcel used his fingers to
gather some of Francesco's cum splattered on my face and put it into my
mouth.

Afterwards they insisted that I cum, too, so they took it in turns to jerk
me off.  Francesco squeezed my nipples at the same time and Marcel stuck
his fingers deeply into my ass.  It didn't take long for me to cum with
that level of attention and, although I may not have equalled either of
them in cum volume, I shot a pretty heavy load for me.  Marcel bent down
and licked it off my chest and swallowed it.

It had been a very intense session and, after lying there and chatting for
a while, we showered and it was time to go.  I walked downstairs with
Marcel and he unchained his bike outside.  After a quick kiss, he took off
down the street, riding quite fast.  I took the Metro back to Termini
station and fell into bed at my hotel.  Not surprisingly, I was feeling
rather tired after such a memorable evening!


To be continued....

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