That Villa in Tuscany...

Robbie is the straight, jock in high school. 5' 8" with a mad set of abs and gorgeous brown hair. He hangs out with the cool crowd, is mad awesome at sports, and has been my best friend since as long as I can remember. I am the openly gay one, 5' 9" with DeCaprio like blonde hair, and when I told Robbie the news earlier this year, I was a little nervous that things would become awkward. Thankfully, he welcomed it with open arms and our friendship has never been better. I thought that would be that, but then something amazing happened.

In the summer, my family was going to spend a week up in Tuscany and it just so happened Robbie's family would be in Rome, so we arranged for them to come to the villa and check it out. The plans were set, but the week before our families set out for Italy, me and Robbie got into this huge argument. He thought I was checking him out (which I admit, his handsome figure and abs made me curious as to what lies beneath the surface of his jock shorts) and flipped, saying how he was straight and that if I was going to be checking him out all the time then we shouldn't be friends anymore! I knew I’d never get with him in a million years and I truly loved our friendship, so I apologized and we awkwardly squashed the matter.

When the time came, we both set out to Italy, having still not talked since the incident, so I was beginning to question whether or not he should really visit, but my mom being my mom would have none of my "Tom foolery."
So three days later, Robbie and his family showed up to the villa and that's where things got intense.

My parents and Robbie's decided to go to a wine tasting and left me and Robbie behind. I didn't want to bring up the matter, and I really didn't want to make things awkward for Robbie by staring at his body. Instead we talked about random things like movies and video games, and then we decided we would head into town to see what Tuscany had to offer. Before we left though, I needed to take a shower!

I went upstairs to the bathroom, and I had just taken my shirt off when Robbie walked in. I was a bit confused but before I could say anything he kissed me. His lips were soft and perfect and I couldn't believe what just happened. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was gay. I was both shocked and thrilled at the same time. Seeing as though he had dated many girl friends and had told me about his sexlife, I never figured Robbie as being gay. Was I complaining though? No.
He said he hadn't come to grips with the matter back home and that's why he flipped at me.

Before he could say another word, I leaped on to his chest and wrapped my legs around his body. If I could ever remember as passionate a moment as this it would be amazing. We embraced as our tongues fought for dominance. We were in the moment and boy did it feel good! I unwrapped myself and took off my pants, leaving only my underwear and exposing the outline of my seven inch cock. Robbie undressed himself completely and I was shocked by what looked to be the most perfect cock in the world. Eight inches, thick, and a tip to die for. We slipped into the shower as I worked my way down his body, feeling his abs on the way down, until I reached his perfection. I slipped his cock into my mouth and inhaled an enormous whiff of what it's like down there.

The aroma was scintillating as I slowly moved up and down the head. Robbie began to moan as I started to engulf more of his eight inch beauty as he gripped my head and helped thrust his cock in and out. The tempo increased and pretty soon, he was on the brink of Cumming. Then, he came and the blissful, creamy taste of his cum as it glided down my throat made me yearn for more. It was one of the best things I had ever tasted. Then it was my turn.

Robbie started off slow like me, kissing and sucking the tip gently, and then went in more and more. As he sucked and sucked, all I could think about was the fact that this was really happening. The feeling was so incredible. Pretty soon, I was ready and then, I deposited what felt like one of the biggest loads of my life into Robbie's mouth as he took it with pleasure. When I was done, he had licked his lips clean and smirked, making me more anxious to get his cock deep inside me.

He grabbed me and threw me on the bed. The aggressiveness made the moment that much better. He bit my lips then proceeded to kiss my neck; my two spots I get extremely horny from. Then he told me to flip over. He ate through my ass with his juicy tongue and started to finger fuck me. It felt so good I could hardly wait for what his cock felt like. Finally, after five minutes of heavy finger action, he took his dick, and started to insert it.

Slowly but surely, he eased his dick into me as I moaned while I relaxed and adjusted to his cock. At first the pain was excruciating, but pretty soon, it felt so good. He started slow then gradually picked up speed. The feeling of him coming in and out as his head touched the bottom of my hole made me orgasmic. It was one of the best feelings I had ever felt. He continued and we went on for some twenty minutes, delaying his burst as much as possible until, he couldn't take it anymore. “I’m cumming man!” he said. With three hard fucks, and one long “ahhhhhhhh” later, I felt a savory warmth travel up inside of me. The feeling felt great as we lade there spooning for a while, with his dick still inside me. The warmth off his cock combined with his arms around my chest, twirling the small chest hairs on my nipples made me excited. I couldn't imagine a week ago we had fought over me staring at him and now were in Italy and he was finishing up fucking me! Eager for his turn, Robbie pulled out and laid on his back.

The rim of his whole was soft as my tongue began to loosen him up a bit. I moved in with my fingers and soon, he begged for my cock. I teased him by rubbing my head against his hole for a little before I slowly inserted it into him. He winced as I told him to relax and take a deep breath. He exhaled as I thrust all the way forward.

The action continued as he begged for more. “Harder man, harder!" he would say as I gave him the fuck of his life. Ten minutes later and I let loose inside him then collapsed. We made out for some time before I rolled over and asked him what's next. He said Italian pizza sounded like a good first date Then maybe “cum” back for more.