Date: Fri, 13 Feb 2004 16:09:51 +0000
From: Jorge Grossao <grossao13@hotmail.com>
Subject: huge-and-thick/grossao-in-paris-3

GROSSAO IN PARIS 3
by Jorge Alvarez

Walking around the Louvre I always come back to Michelangelo's sculpture
"The dying slave". It's a huge young stud, his eyes closed, bliss in his
face, the body twisted lasciviously. I'm sure the title is just a cover-up.
To me, the beautiful slave is clearly enjoying himself, taking a big cock up
his gorgeous butt.

When nobody is watching, I like to rub my face against his ass and feel the
smoothness of the cool white marble against my skin. It makes me hard and
sometimes I jerk myself and cum all over the statue. Once I saw a young
French boy wipe a glob of cum I had just left on the stone and take it to
his mouth, savoring the bittersweet taste. He followed me to the restroom to
get his own load.

Then one night I become bolder and climb behind the statue to fuck it up the
ass. To my surprise, the slave's asshole feels alive, and it takes my giant
black dick in its hot tunnel with ease. I leave a huge cum load inside the
marble sculpture.

That night, I'm patroling alone in the empty museum when I hear footsteps
approaching. I hide behind a large sculpture to see who's coming. It's a
nude white man, tall and strong, strolling along the galleries. He seems
happy. He sprints across the long halls, bouncing his big naked butt. He
gets me hard.

I look into Michelangelo's gallery and my suspicion is confirmed. It's his
slave! Not only he's not dying, but he's alive and prancing around the
Louvre in the flesh! My dream stud has come alive... I take off my uniform
and surprise him, jumping into his path. He loses balance and falls to the
ground. I immobilize him with my greater strength.

"Cazzo! I was looking for you! Do you understand Italian?"

"I can manage. So you're looking for me... Here I am!"

"I want to thank you for bringing me back to life. The semen you poured
inside my butt broke the spell and here I am!"

"What spell?"

"Well, it's a long story. I'm Greek. I was born in the island of Crete,
where I fought against the Turks. They captured me and sold me as a slave to
work in the marble quarries in Italy. That's where the Master first saw me.
He bought me to work for him. He used me as a model. Have you seen the Adam
on the ceiling of the Capella Sistina? That's me.

"Michelangelo turned me into his sex slave. He loved to fuck my strong,
manly body. And I loved him and his big dick. But one of his rivals had a
crush on me. Leonardo da Vinci, the guy who painted himself as a woman, the
Monna Lisa. He wanted to take me from Michelangelo. But I resisted. Leonardo
was a witch. He put a spell on me, so that the next time my Master fucked
me, I was turned into stone.

"Master was desperate. He stroke me, trying to turn me back to human flesh.
But the spell was too strong. Michelangelo resigned himself to fuck my
marble butt. I still have the remains of his semen deep inside me. Under
Leonardo's spell, only when another man would fuck me would I turn back into
a blood-and-flesh man. Leonardo was planning to be the one. But my Master
hid me and the spell was never broken, until you came and fucked me.

"You're like Buonarroti, a real bugger... My good luck... To be brought back
to life by another buttfucker... Now, my new master, I want you to fuck my
human flesh. But be gentle please. I haven't been fucked for almost 500
years..."

"You know what they call you? The dying slave..."

"Right! What they don't say is that I'm dying to be fucked. Especially by
this giant black beauty you have between your legs... But let me ask you
something... Can we do it in front of the Monna Lisa?  I want Leonardo to
see me alive and screwing my butt on your big black dick".

"OK, let's go!"

He runs through the Louvre galleries bouncing his strong buttocks. I marvel
at the perfection of his young body, preserved in stone for five centuries.
His white skin looks like polished marble, taut over the powerful muscles.

I can't believe that I'm about to fuck this guy who was the favorite of the
greatest men of his time, the glory of the Renaissance.

As he stands in front of the Gioconda, he assumes the pose in which
Michelangelo immortalized him: left elbow up, left hand resting behind his
neck, eyes closed, head half thrown back, hips twisted to the right, the
other hand playing with the right nipple. He wears only a narrow band of
white silk, like a bandage, that the artist wrapped around the youth's
powerful chest..

I grab the silk band from behind and pull the young white stud towards me.
My giant black cock is pressing hard against his big smooth buttocks.

"You want your Master to fuck you, slave?"

"Oh Master, how I have longed for your big hard dick... Show your slave
who's really the Master. And show this witch, Leonardo, your victory over
him. Look, he's smiling his yellow smile, the Gioconda male slut. He's green
with envy, having lost me to you, Master!"

"Bend down, slave, and open your buttocks. You have the most fantastic male
butt I've ever seen. Your flesh is white and smooth like the most polished
marble..."

"That's what Michelangelo used to tell me. That even he felt unable to
reproduce the sheen of my buttcheeks in his marble".

"Look back, I want to see your handsome face while I fuck you. Gosh you're
really the young, beautiful Adam that he painted. Now slave, I want you to
extend you hand back and touch the tip of my big cock, just like you do on
the ceiling of the Vatican, touching the hand of God".

My hunky white slave does what I want, touching the head of my dick with his
perfectly chiseled fingers. He takes hold of the crown and pulls it between
his buttocks, looking for the entrance to his gaping hole. I feel the hard
borders of my dickhead rubbing against the ultrasmooth roundness of his ass.
With a small push, I'm in. I'm fucking Michelangelo's sexy slave.

This time his asshole is truly alive, throbbing around my hard shaft. It
works as a well trained male cunt, pumping my cock and slutting for my
boiling cum. But I want this to last. He's been without a dick in his living
butt for five centuries, he needs to take it long and slow. But hard.

I pound his butt with mighty blows, taking my time between them. I let my
slave shake in fear while he waits for the next blow, not knowing when it'll
come. He's recovering from the last one, regaining his breath, when I ram in
a new, more powerful shove of my giant cock, deep in his bowels.

I torture his hard nipples and bite the soft flesh deep in the pit of his
raised arm. The look of ecstasy in his face makes my phallus grow bigger and
harder in his raised tail. I gear up  for a faster fuck, pounding him
mercilessly, while my slave moans in pleasure.

"Cazzo nero! Mi stringe il culo! Infila la mia figa!", black cock, take my
asshole, shove it in my pussy...

I wonder what the saints and angels on the ceiling of the Sistina must have
heard when Michelangelo fucked his gorgeous male slave up  on the
scaffold... He has the body of a Greek god and the mind of a slut, spitting
filthy words while his ass takes my giant dick like a well trained sex
slave.

I love to fuck strong men like him, with powerful hips and legs, with glutes
and backs sturdy enough to carry the weight of the world, an Atlas of a male
who likes to screw his ass on my big black dick and impale his massive body
on my hard phallus.

The manly slave crosses his muscled arms behind my waist, drawing my cock
even deeper in his flesh, humping back furiously to conquer the last inches
of my huge ramrod with his hungry fuck hole. His male cunt is gaping wide as
the gates of hell, fiery hot, gulping the giant black fucker in its volcanic
crater.

I bite off the lobe of his ear and blood gushes on our hot bodies, as he
starts to cum, shooting white jets on the painting in front of us, the Monna
Lisa. His semen lands hard on the Gioconda's mouth and the young woman,
who's really Leonardo in drag, sticks out her tongue, piercing the glass
plate to swallow the cum of her beloved.

The young man's cunt squeezes my dick, milking my own semen into his waiting
hole. But as I gush deep in his strong body, I feel it hardening and turning
to stone. Leonardo, that bitch, has the last laugh. His spell provided that
if the slave was turned to flesh by someone other than Leonardo himself, the
next cum load in his fuck hole would turn him to stone again. My handsome
slave is now a marble statue, with a sexy smile on his handsome face and my
cum dripping slowly from his powerful butt. Even the earlobe in my mouth
turns into a marble pebble as the blood suddenly dries.

I can't move the huge stone slab from its place. The next day, when the
morning crew arrives, they find that Michelangelo's dying slave has been
moved across the Louvre to stand in front of the Monna Lisa. Nobody can
explain who could have done it, nor how. Since it happened under my watch as
a security guard, I'm fired. But my fuck buddies find me a new job as a
bellboy at the Ritz, where I advance in my career as the greatest buttfucker
in Paris.

Jorge Alvarez
grossao13@hotmail.com