Date: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 05:35:45 -0500 (EST)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Gino's Italian Job

Gino's Italian Job.


I met Gino on the Internet.. Being Italian I assumed he lived in Italy
because he was always talking about it how it was in his home town of Naples,
and he spoke with a broken accent.That is when he  wasn't talking  porn  and
I soon found out that he is the other way inclined, which was a  blessing
because I am too. Well not quite because I am bi, but I liked Gino's
feedback and his pictures, including one of his you know what...
"Want to see  my Italian Job" he asked one day and I said I have seen it,
both versions but I  preferred the one with Michael Cane!.
"Mama Mia, Pete - what are you like,  you maka me laugh so much. I will
send the picture now and you will see what I  mean...
"Wow!" Then I see  what he means. Wow again!
"You lika my  Italian job then Pete?"
"I like, how did you get it to that size, that is  remarkable."
"Plenty of Italian food which is the best in the world, and lots  of - how
you say; wanking?. It keeps it from drooping and I am proud to say it  has
pleased many a gasping soul including a girl or two. But that is before I
knew what I was all about. But we had some good jig-a-jigs together and one
wanted me to make a bambino for her.
"It was good while it lasted. But enough  of me Pete; we have been texting
and exchanging on the internet for a long time,  I reckon we should meet?"
"You mean you want to fly over and see me?"
"I  live in Bristol Pete - twenty miles from you!"
"I thought you lived in  Naples."
"I have lived in England for five years; I got a transfer with my  firm. I
get good money and am happy here, except for the matter I would like to
find a real nice ongoing relationship with someone I like.
He was a nice guy,  I grew to enjoy our regular chats online. The time came
when we decided to  meet.
Still being a little cautious we set a time and a place. He would pick  me
up in his car at a local zoo car park; he gave me his registration number so
 all was set.
Although nervous I felt it was right and hoped, like twice  before when
similar arrangements had been made when they didn't turn up, Gino  was a man of
his word.
It was easy to pick him out, his was the only car in  the car parking lot.
He gave me a welcoming  wave and a great big smile,  then asked me to join
him in the passenger seat.
We chatted a bit, it was  nice and I felt comfortable with him, he was a
good looker in an Italian sort of  way and had a good body on him. We had
shared pictures online of  course  but you never know if they are genuine.
We both knew what primarily we were  there for and we needed to know if we
were compatible if we were going to make  any sort of relationship between
us.
We talked about sexual things like how  many times had I been with another
guy. I told him the truth which was twice and  of course he wanted to know
more detail like, did I sleep with them.
"I said  I did with one  but I have never had an Italian job before."
He laughed  and I knew he understood my sense of humour. As we continued to
chat he  discretely took my hand and guided it to his inner high and boldly
asked if I  would like to see his Italian job.
The ice was broken and, after I said yes,  he squeezed my hand over his
crotch and we were in business.. He urged me to  massage the  gorgeous swelling
in his trousers I could tell it was as big  as the picture he sent me; and
immediately I felt a tingle run up my  spine.
This was really happening, it wasn't a fantasy and it felt so good.
Frankly I had missed the intimate feel of another guy since Danny ditched me for
a drip called John.
It was fine just sensing the feel of cock again.   Gino closed his eyes,
laid his head back and made sensual approving  noises.  I spent quality time
simply massaging him, it felt so good and  buxom stretching inside his
trousers. It was just nice  to be giving  pleasure to this great guy who now
perched himself on the edge of his seat,  giving me a much better feel underneath.
I wondered if I should take it out,  it was still quiet, no other cars
parked, and I whispered if he would like  that.
"I would like very much Pete. Then see how we go and I will take you to  my
Villa later."
That sounded good, maybe I was on a promise if I served him  well, that was
the message I got and I was okay with that. But he was big and  that was a
challenge if he wanted to go further and opt for the big wet fuck.  Just
feeling his width through his trousers I could barely squeeze my thumb and
forefinger around its stem but what I felt was a strong pulse and that was
thrilling in itself, and I was imagining just how much more thrilling would be
his fuck.
Just unzipping his trousers made my heart beat increase. I took a  few more
moments to feel him through his boxer shorts and his expressive moans  gave
me more confidence to stretch down the waistband and prize out his huge
penis which stood up like a proverbial ship mast. It took my breath away sure
enough and it was bigger than any I had seen before, it was huge but so
very,  very pliable and gorgeous. And more apparent; the scent of cock, simply
rubbing  him up over his trousers and sniffing my hand I could smell him, It
was a real  turn on and another thing I had missed so much.
"So you like the Italian Job  huh Pete?" He laughed. My expression must
have been agreeable.
I plied with  it some more, getting the feel of it, it felt so nice and had
lots of potential,  I was already thinking that with a little bit of
initiation it would be fun to  indulge in some intercourse, even if he could not
get it all inside me, it would  be fun trying.
If, like the first guy who fucked me, he could prime me with  some suitable
dildo's that would stretch me to the degree for a good old  fashioned deep
fuck. And it would make for a lot of fun too. I just love to be  all ass
like that with someone who really appreciates it..
If Gino  appreciated it as much as I now was appreciating the first taste
of his Italian  Job it would be sheer heaven on earth.
It was really lovely, so lovely and I  tasted a sweetness there, and also a
taste of the sea, like I got when I went  sea swimming, a sort of seaweed
flavour and it was divine simple to suckle its  head and he adored it so
much, he asked me to lick his p-hole and suck up his  pre-cum which somehow came
naturally, I was bent over his lap experimenting in  just how much I could
swallow him, let alone stretch my mouth wide enough to  take his bulk.
"Try it this way Pete" Gino whispered and showed me how to  stretch it
right back and suck it sideways, so that my left cheek was bulging  with its
mass.
"That's better, feels so good huh? I love what you do to my  cock, the way
you just help yourself."
I was simply in my element that first  time with Gino. He was a sheer
delight and we took turns in sucking each other,  one keeping watch and the other
sucking, it was like we were smoking in secret  when we were at school and
part of the excitement was doing it illegally.
"I  hope you are into fucking, Pete. You know I want your ass too don't
you?"
He  said it as it was and I guess I admired him for being honest. I gave
him a hard  squeeze to offer my agreeable response, although I knew it was
going to be one  hell of a task.
"I can see you are apprehensive Pete, buy no problem, it will  be better to
do it when we are back at my place, when there is no chance of  being
disturbed, give me some more sucking and balling, I love what you are  doing to
my cock."
I did and enjoyed, it was so nice to taste cock again.  Only then did I
realise just how much I have missed it, and now my mouth was  full of cock,
well half full, Gino was a big guy and handling balls  simultaneously I was in
my element.
I took time to slowly work my tongue down  his long stem and the, prizing
his balls upwards, I sucked them too, one at a  time very gently, it was so
wonderful.
Gino asked if I could just let down my  jeans to my knees, nothing more
because we would save that for later, but just  to see my ass he said, so I
managed to wiggle them down for his liking and his  response was immediate.
"Wow! Where have you been all my life Pete." He had  me kneeling over the
passenger seat and gently spread my cheeks apart. He was  making all sorts
of agreeable sounds and bending down to sniff me there I felt  his first
touch between and it was so lovely. He spit on his finger and rimmed  my hole a
little and I felt the passion rise inside me, that hollow feeling that
needed filling up. I moved my ass around and heard him sigh.
"That is just  waiting to be fucked" he said openly and as there was
another car parking nearby  he said we had better get back to his place because
he had a passion that needed  fulfilling and that I had the most fuckable ass
ever.
But he wanted just to  indulge in a final suck before we drove off. Now he
bent down out of site of our  new neighbour to indulge. But we needn't have
worried because the couple in the  next car must have been hot for it
because he was already bobbing up and won  over his girl who was just happening to
glance at me. She was smiling knowingly.  At that moment we were both feel
ing the joy of sex but I was wishing it was me  receiving it inside rather
than by mouth.
As we drove off I think Gino was  having a job to drive and concentrate,
his cock was still propped up  beneath his trousers and I knew I was in for
it big time. I didn't care that it  may hurt because it was so big, my
passion was as strong as his, that had been  developed in our hungry oral
encounters and the touching and feeling. And I  could still taste him in my mouth.
His cock was lovely and I wanted it like I  have never wanted cock before.
I wanted my Italian Job right down to the root  when I can feel his balls
slapping my ass.
I gave him a quick feel on the way  home but not too much in case it
jeopardised his driving. I was just as hard as  he was if not so big. But it had
been sucked well and good and felt gloriously  numb and so soothed. I tucked
it between my legs and thought of Gino's fuck  later.
Whatever quality he has to get me into such a state beats me; no other  guy
has ever had that effect on me. Not like that. It was like I was besotted
by  him, he was my master and I was his servant. I would not mind that at
all. Danny  was a bit like that, wanting to tie me up before intercourse and
slap my ass  with a wet flannel. His fuck afterwards was well rewarding and so
too the  resulting mouth fuck when he spunked into my face.
I didn't like so much when  he pee'd over my ass though, but put up with
it  for the value of what we  did otherwise.
I was glad the journey took just about an hour and looked  forward to
seeing his `Villa' but was I in for a surprise!
It was a mobile  caravan with a nameplate over the door: `Gino's Villa'
and he knew just what the  confused expression on my face meant.
"I travel a lot, suits me to have  mobile home, come inside, it is ever so
comfy."
He guided me in and yes, it  was like a miniature home with all the
trimmings, it was cosy and intimate too  which I liked. It made me feel instantly
comfortable with him considering my  purpose there, and why he asked me to
join him.
"We shall have a drink to  break the ice, what is your poison Pete?"
The swell between my thighs had  diminished some but I still felt terribly
randy.. I said I would go for a small  brandy and coke and he said he would
have the same and then we would get down to  it.
Again, Gino was straight to the point, was it an Italian thing or
something or is it that us Brits are so terribly reserved when it comes to  talking
sex.?
We sat on a very comfy leather bound mini sofa for two and  enjoyed the
drink, and a little bit of congenial shuffling so that we were  touching which
made me feel good.
"How do you like my mini home then  Pete?"
"I like it good!"
"There is a shower unit at the rear which you  will; need later I am sure."
He showed me a sort of adjustable frame with a  cushioned seat.
"I guess you would like to know what this is for Pete?"
I  said yes, I would.
"It is my fucking frame; it is adjustable according to  needs like height
and position. I shall show you what I mean when we fuck, you  stand about 5ft
eight inches  but I will need to adjust so you can bend  over comfortably
and give me the very best of your ass."
"You have it all  worked out Gino. I guess you have used it before?"
"About twice but to no  avail, none of them took off with me, they didn't
have what it takes, not like  you. I could tell from the inset you were the
type of guy I would want to make  hay with and maybe a lasting relationship.
Now I think it is about time you  stripped for me and I shall do the same."
Now my heart began to beat faster  again - it was terribly exciting just
stripping with another guy knowing the  outcome would lead to all manner of
thrilling things.
He was stripped in no  time at tall and sat watching and admiring, and
feeling himself -that gorgeous  extremity of his.
"You look so good and I love that tight ass of yours, it  looks good in
jeans too, nice and round and defined and very, very  fuckable"
"Thanks Gino. I aim to serve" and already I felt the urge to suck  cock,
Gino's Italian Job that is.
He went to a drawer, pulled out a couple of  things. One was a sort of
strap harness which he fixed around his waist and  beneath his cock and balls
and I soon saw what he was at, it propped it up and  pushed it forward so
beautifully and it looked breathtaking.
The second he  explained to me was a pair of black tights which he would
like me to wear in  order to enhance my ass and separate my cheeks.
"They have been worn and  spunked in Pete, I wore them yesterday but you
will look much better in them."  He sniffed and handed them to me.
He just stood there, his cock at full mast  and I pulled up the tights over
my legs and they made me feel so very sensual.  Especially knowing he had
wore them too.
"You look very stunning Pete. Now  come on, bend over the frame and let's
get the right angle shall we?"
For the  next half hour he enjoyed kneeling behind and having me orally and
it was  utterly so beautiful, feeling his mouth push between my ass cheeks
and sniff me  through the tights.
"You smell so good Pete, I adore your ass, twist it a  little baby, just a
little this way and then bend a bit more so as to touch your  toes so I can
have a good feel of you below.
I closed my eyes and knew sooner  or later he was going to start cocking up
my hole and all the time I was  trusting providence that he could get that
huge circumference of pure  unadulterated cock inside me.
He called me baby and that was fitting. I  somehow wanted him to take
control and have me at his will. That would be so  nice.
He was tearing the seam between my cheeks and all at once I felt the  touch
of his tongue there as his hand busily explored my cock.- it was heavenly
and so very, very sensual like I had never known before.
Danny, my ex, used  to like doing that but it was never the same. Now I
felt the probe of his cock  begin to tease between my crack. It felt good and
very hot and so very large  between my average sized butt.
I felt him lubricating me, so soothing and  numb after what he had been
doing with his mouth and finger tips.
It was nice  too feeling him adjust the frame to his liking and I liked
being all ass for  him.
"You hole looks stunning Pete. How many guys have fucked you  before?"
I replied that I had never been asked such a personal question  before and
he said that meant that he was interested in me as a serious partner,  and
not just a casual quickie.
I knew what he meant. One guy I have been with  just said nothing at all,
he just had his fuck and that was that, I never saw  him again. I told him
about two had fucked me but Danny was the last to have  me.
I really wanted a real commitment with Gino. He was right for me,. Just  so
long as, and I know it seems crazy, he could get that Italian Job into me.
I  felt sure it was going to take some doing.
"How big was your last guy Pete  and how long ago?"
"About a year gone" I replied.
"I guess you are aching  for it huh?"
"With you I am yes"
He was silent for a while experimenting  with my assets  but then he began
to move his cock into me slowly and with  care.
"It is nice and warm in there Pete. Don't worry, I will take it nice  and
slow, just say stop if it hurts too much, but it would be nice if I can get
it all up you."
He tried pushing it in deeper; I guessed he was about an inch  inside. I
felt the stretching. It hurt and yet the passion seemed to overcome  that. I'd
sucked and wanked this guy and imagined what his fuck would be like  and I
so wanted it to be a success.
"Just take a breather baby, we have  plenty of time and anyway just this
far inside you feels so good."
I  apologised that I was so tight, that is had been a long time.
I moved my hips  to help him penetrate me, moving from side to side as he
gradually worked it up  me. I just felt so right with Gino, he was a gentle
guy buy I felt he could be  rough too when the occasion arose, and I would
look forward to that.
Half way  a into me he suggested we take a break and do some oral which
suited me fine.  Now his taste was mingled with my mine and sucking it propped
up like that was a  real joy.
He pressed his nose and mouth into me and I felt his strong sucking  motion
licking me out and his fingers stretching me as wide as could be.
He  spent quality time just prizing his fingers deeper into me with plenty
of edible  lubricant so he could oral me too.
He had me come away from the frame awhile  so we could indulge in some more
mutual sucking. I enjoyed tasting his cock as  he continues to work his
fingers up me. I felt my hole was well worked and ready  for his full
penetration as he spunked a little and I felt it slide into my  throat as I swallowed
it - and that was fine.
"Lets try again Pete" he said  and I could see he was desperate, taking
his cock from  my mouth it felt  like it was still steeped into the opening of
my throat and I was so ready for  him down under
"Go for it Gino. Fuck me stupid, I want that!"
He took the  hint and my ass was being thumped and worked and steeped
across the fucking  frame.
"Is that okay baby? We are nearly there" and it soon was and  as  he
finally got there. I knew he had when he made that final strong surge and he  let
out such a roar. I sighed with relief feeling his firm balls slap against
my  flesh as he thrust himself firmly into me.
I felt a stretching sensation I  had never known but even though the pain
was acute I wanted his fuck.
It was  beautiful and I felt so very gratified when he reached his climax
and spurted  his spunk over my ass. It felt so warm and lovely dripping down
between my inner  thighs and magic as he sucked it all up and licked it over
my face and cock and  then I was soon gratified too, he wanking the cock
off of me until we were both  utterly stinking of each other.
Now I knew what he meant when he talked  earlier about the shower.
We showered together of course and it wasn't long  before I saw that cock
rise again and he said he wanted me again while I was  still wide open. He
had me sitting on him this time and took pleasure watching  it slide up into
me for another great deep penetration.
Soon we were both  utterly exhausted but it was truly lovely.
We aimed to see each other again  and again and I wanted that, I could
never manage without my Italian Job no  way!