Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 20:33:04 -0700
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Davey's Family Holidays: Davey's Summer Holiday (gay/incest)

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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.


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Hope you enjoyed this latest holiday celebration. Always play SAFE in the
real world; you never know where that thing has been! ;)

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