Hi guys, this is my continuing attempt at writing erotica for men. If you are not into consenting adult M2M sex or swearing then this is not your scene, so please, go elsewhere. This story is partly based on fact and partly on fiction. I have taken a long time to set the scene for what follows, not only in this part but in subsequent adventures as well. So do persevere with it.
PREVIOUSLY...I continued quietly "Sweetheart, you are a beautiful man with a big heart who loves life and the people in it. You're always smiling, hugging and making people glad they have met you. People look to you for support from time to time and you give it them with no questions asked, yet here you are with a problem that you can't tell me about, why my love? You know me well enough to know that I wouldn't intentionally hurt you or belittle you in anyway. Why! I have you to thank for bringing me back to life and helping me walk in the sunshine again .and yes, I'm giving you another one of my lectures." When I mentioned another lecture the big lug put both arms around me and squeezed the shit out of me, rolled onto the top of me and buried his head in the crook of my neck. At last I was getting a reaction and hopefully making progress
Side-tracking briefly; I was always giving Gino lectures on things in life, what he should or shouldn't do, how he dressed, ate, drank; Just general run of the mill things that really had no effect as he still did what he wanted anyway. He got to the point where he would stop what he was doing, look at me with full attention then give me a big smile and ask " Another lecture Bello?" In the end it became a bit of a joke between us.
Now, there I was, under the lug with his arms around me and his face buried in the crook of my neck. I heard him say something but the sound was muffled in my neck. "What did you say?" I asked.
He raised his faced sufficiently to tell me he had a deformed dick...
PART 5 - CONTINUED
"What do you mean? deformed cock? Sweet man, I don't follow you." Was all I could say until I took it all in - AND no pun intended - .this is serious stuff.
Not getting an answer from the usually gregarious hunk on top of me I somehow worked my arms free so I could put my hands on his head and attempt to raise it so I could look at him when I spoke. As I've said in the past, if Gino doesn't want to be moved nothing will move him. I changed position a bit and wrapped my arms around his large back and slowly rubbed it with both hands. We lay there for a while as |I slowly rubbed his back and thought of a way to get him to speak to me.
"Gino" I ventured. I felt him tighten his grip around me and then his groin did a small shuffle on my groin. I tried again. "Gino, I've spent the past 12 hours or more with you. We have had sex in a kind of fashion and I have sucked, felt and slurped your cock and licked your spunk up through your G. I bitten your cock, squeezed your fuckin big bull balls hard and have been nearly drowned as you cum all over my face as you fucked it. From what I have seen, or should I say felt, I can't comprehend how it could be deformed. Big yeah, but deformed, never! So big boy, why, or what, makes you think it's deformed?"
Fuck! At last, I felt the big lug stirring on top of me. He raised his head and looked at me with the saddest pair of beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. Then they glistened and then it happened. He fuckin cried. I don't think he expected me to throw him off, but I did and he rolled onto his back. I quickly straddled his belly and took his face between my hands and bending down I kissed him gently.
"You big lug, for what it's worth I love you, so please, please, tell me how you can have a deformed cock when it functions rather well, and I'm sure all your women would attest to that as well." I saw light in his eyes at the mention of his women and thought at last, he's coming round and continued. "Gino, look me in the eyes and tell me how your cock is deformed. After all, if myself, and your females see nothing wrong with it, how the fuck can you say it's deformed."
Gino looked me in the eye and said much to my astonishment, "It's a donkey dick"
"A what?" was all I could manage before I started to laugh at Gino; OOPS, wrong thing done there. No one laughs at Gino and walks away. Somehow he must have been feeling benevolent as he only pushed me off him and stormed out to the lounge room. OH FUCk!! I thought. I got off the bed and followed ready to apologise and make amends for my outburst.
I found him hunched over in the lounge chair, elbows on his knees and his chin his hands. Squatting down in front of him I apologised and put my arms around him and hugged him, then just held that position as I waited to have my neck broken. After a few minutes I felt Gino beginning to relax then I felt his hands sneak up and around my back. He said as he nudged my inner neck with his chin, "It's OK Bello." then squeezed the breath out of me.
Lifting my head up to see his face and his eyes I promptly said, "No it's not you big lug, you have a problem that needs to be sorted out. Please Gino let's go back to bed and talk about it." I should have known better. Before I could move the lug slipped his arms down to around my waist and stood up with me in them dangling like some fuck knows what and was carried back to the bedroom and unceremoniously dumped on the bed. Fuck he's fast for a big guy; before I had time to get up I was jumped on and caught under his massive body. Another time I would have relished the situation, but when you are dealing with a killer that has just been laughed at by someone, who was just told that he had a donkey dick I just waited. Not long though. Gino commenced to nibble my ear lobe and stick his tongue into the ear itself; this get's to me. But this time I kind of attempted to push him away and said, "Gino, behave, we need to talk not fuck"
"Oh babe" came his sad response but I did hear him continue with "I'm horny and want to pork you."
"OK OK!" I said and wasn't going to let the matter drop so I told Gino that "talk now, fuck later OK?"
"Oh babe" was his response.
"Gino stop this fuckin OH BABE, it's not gonna work with me"
The big lug sat on his haunches with me lying between his legs, looked at me and declared" You one hard man to deal with" I should add, here, that in his current position squatting on his haunches over me I had a wonderful view of his blue satin encased balls and very stiff throbbing cock. I licked my lips in anticipation, but fuck me! I wasn't going to fuckin give in, as much as I wanted.
"No babe" I countered, it's not going to happen till we sort you and your cock out. "So, what makes you call it a donkey dick"
"I don't" he said and went on "but others do"
I could see Gino was making a real effort to tell me so I suggested he lay down and I could snuggle into the crook of his arm and play with his chest hair while we talked about his "donkey dick". He kind of looked at me as if to say, what the fuck do I have here, a deviant or something. But he did as I requested.
Imitating Gino I said "Ok babe, who the fuck calls it a donkey dick?" all the time my fingers were gently running through his chest hair and slowly sneaking down his immense love trail.
Gino hesitated to answer but finally managed a soft (for him) "my brothers and father, and Helen when she is upset with me"
I buried my face in his coconut matting in an endeavour not to laugh and I think I had finally got to the bottom of it all and asked my sweet stronzo, "Your brothers; shit Gino do you fuck with them and your father, or what? I asked incredulously.
I heard a low rumble in Gino's chest as he saw the funny side of my question. He wrapped his arms around me and drew me further into that coconut matting to really suffocate me. Instead he proffered "No Bello, they have always called me that ever since we were young"
"But" I started to say something then changed direction by saying "If I remember what you told a while ago, they are years older than you. What 7 or 10 years or so"
"Si amico mio. Frank is 9 years older and John 7"
"SO" I exclaimed and before continuing I slid on top of him and levered myself up so I finished up straddling him once more with my naked cock and balls pushed into Gino's brute bulge, then continued "by the time you were 15 or so, John would have been 22 and Frank 24. Correct?"
"Si Bello" was Gino's response then he added with a twinkle in his eye "You very clever Bello to work that out without a calculator" At last. My big lug was back in the land of the living.
I stared at him for a moment or so and began to break into a smile and started to laugh. He pushed me off and sat up looking totally dejected. I realised I had over-stepped the mark again and grabbed his shoulders and said, "Gino, I'm not laughing at you my love, I'm laughing at your brothers and let's include your father as well.
"Famiglia mio?" Gino asked in Italian.
Si Compare, you famiglia." I smiled at him, kissed the end of his nose and continued "the cunts were fuckin jealous of you and that fuckin big cock hanging between your legs; and the only way to get to you was to call it a donkey dick. And as for Helen (she was his partner and had 2 children by her ex-husband) I bet she called you that when you upset her or, at least, couldn't get her own way with you."
"Oh babe, you one smart cooky" Gino advised and gave me a great big grin and grabbed me tight around the chest and fuckin rolled me around the bed kissing my all over my face saying "grazie, grazie, grazie, grazie" Finally the big lug stopped rolling around and finished up on top of me. He looked down into my eyes and said simply, "Thank you. " He lowered his head and gave me one of the warmest and most loving kisses I have ever had from a male. Sublime, would sum up the sensation beautifully.
Once the brute had let go of me, I took his face in my hands, softly kissed his lips with great affection and looked him in the eyes and told him "Gino, don't ever let that happen to you again, I can understand that being so young and your brothers much older, they were able to intimidate you and all that shit, but that's no excuse for your father. He should have known better. As for that mad cow, Helen, as you say, she only says it when she doesn't have her own way. Next time she does my love, simply tell her to fuck off and find someone better if she wasn't female enough to be able to take it, I guarantee Gino she will be on her knees sucking that donkey dick through your pants." I then kissed him once more and hugged his head to the crook of my neck. I think I heard a rumble about being in love with me, not sure, because the bastard started licking my neck making me lose control of my senses until I remembered something. I pushed him off me and asked, "So! You big lug, what do I get for solving a non-existent problem?" I was only teasing but he pushed himself off the bed and stood beside it and looked down at me.
Gino continued to look at me and then slowly broke into a wide grin that showed off his straight, white teeth. I could see happiness written all over his face. He stepped back and started to gyrate seductively as if doing a strip tease. I watched transfixed as he hooked the edge of his G. He stopped but the mountain of balls and cock were bulging and throbbing and pulsating like never before. One might say they were quivering with excitement. He slowly moved the top of the G down a centimetre or two. He left it there and naturally, being a bit lower his cock had to move with it so much so that it only emphasised the massive cock inside as it jutted further out from his belly but at the same time emphasized the luxuriant black fur on his lower belly.
Gino put his hands to his chest and ran his fingers through the hair and slowly started moving them down his treasure trail until they reached the top of the lowered G. I could hear the slow strip tease music in my head as the trumpet began to wail, leading the stripper through the routine. I thought, at fuckin last, I was finally about to see the family jewels, but no, the fuckin big lugs fingers slid down his front and grabbed his cock and balls and made lewd suggestions towards me as he simulated humping. He continued to hump and ran his fingers over his cock and balls while he slowly turned around and humped the air. All I saw were his arse cheeks and hips keeping time with the trumpet as the humping continued. I was, well, mesmerized, at the sight unfolding before my eyes. Here was a mountain of a man, all hair and masculinity simulating not only a strip, but fucking the air at the same time. I found it difficult to move my eyes off Gino's two hairy globes and hips as they continued to sway with the music. Suddenly the music stopped and I watched enthralled, as Gino with his back still facing me begin to slide down, ever so slowly, as if teasing me, his G. Once it reached the floor, he quickly, stepped out of it and still with his back to me, stretched his arms out, raised them up over his head and bent them down towards his back with his inner biceps almost touching his ear, and began to slowly turn around. I held my breath not daring to breathe in case he disappeared in a puff of smoke, or something, before I got to see "IT"
Gino continued the slow, agonising turn (for me anyway) until he was full frontal. He stopped, shifted his weight onto one foot so one hip was thrown upwards slightly as if in a models pose and smiled his warm inviting smile at me; the smile I knew so well. I held out my arms and he re-gained his normal posture and stepped towards me. This set his still, very stiff cock, bouncing around and his balls followed in time. I sat literally transfixed at the size of the cock and balls coming towards me in full swing and bounce. YES!! It WAS big, by most standards, but his balls would have to be as big as chicken's eggs from what I could see of them as they were covered in thick black fur; fur that also surrounded his cock. Gino stopped within arm's reach of me as my hands went out to explore his beauty.