I first went to Florence with my parents when I was 18. We were to spend five days there as part of a tour of Italy. When we arrived at the Hotel late in the afternoon the manager and I found that we could talk to each other in French and so, as my parents didn't speak Italian, I did the negotiations. When we had sorted out the rooms the manager asked me quietly if I would like to take a bath a little later and I had agreed that I would like a bath sometime after dinner. We finished our meal about 9pm and I said good night to my parents and went back in my room via the lobby. The manager was there and smiled at me as I passed.
I had only been in my room for a couple of minutes when there was a quiet knock on the door. The manager was there with a couple of towels over his arm and asked me if I was ready for the bath. I said I was, and he invited me to follow him as he would open the bathroom and make sure that everything was comfortable for me. He led me down to the basement where there was a long dark corridor running to the back of the hotel. I was slightly worried but he confidently put his arm round my shoulders and leading me down it. He said that this particular bathroom was very nice and quiet and I could take my time and wouldn't be disturbed.
We reached the bathroom door and he unlocked it with his pass key. The room was very nice, a large old-fashioned bath in the centre and soft lighting and mirrors all round. As I was looking round he locked the door behind us, and took his jacket off. I watched him as he started running the bath. He looked over at me and invited me to undress. There was no screen or anywhere I could go and I could see he was watching me. I was slightly embarrassed about undressing in front of him, but started to take my clothes off until I got to my underpants.
Smiling, he came over to me, said his name was Gino and again put his arm around my shoulders. He said I had a beautiful young body and shouldn't be shy of letting him see all of it. The bath was just the right temperature so I should take my sexy little pants off and get in. I reluctantly slipped my pants down to the floor and stepped out of them. He still had his hand on my shoulder and turned me round to face him. I saw him smile as he looked at my small furry genitals and his eyes drank in the sight of my nakedness. He led me to the bath. When I had climbed in he asked me if it was the right temperature and would I like him to wash my back. I said it was very nice and agreed he could. He got me to kneel down and he lathered my back, chest and arms, and then gently rubbed the soap in. He was leaning over me, with one hand on my back and one on my chest. His massaging gradually got lower and lower until one hand was massaging my buttocks and into the top of my slit and the other was on my stomach and just into the top of my pubic hair. Then he pointed at my genitals and said
"You have a lovely soft body, and these are especially beautiful. I would love to soap and clean them; that is if you don't mind me touching you there."
I said I didn't mind him touching me if he wanted to. He said he would love to feel my young manhood in his hands, and before I could change my mind, using a little more soap he gently slipped his hand down my stomach, under my tight little balls which he fondled for a few seconds before closing his fingers round the base of my tingling shaft and slowly sliding his fist up and off the end. His other hand was now stationary with the tips of the fingers in my slit at the base of my spine, and the palm gently squeezing my right buttock. My cock was rapidly growing hard and I was embarrassed about it, but he said it was lovely to see the penis of a young lad in his prime raising its head ready for pleasure.
He put more soap on his hand and then approached my cock from the tip gently peeling back my foreskin and soaping round my glans, and then, more firmly now, down the shaft to the base. This he repeated a couple of times and I was tingling and feeling quite flushed. He sponged some warm water over my genitals to wash the soap off, and then put his hand round my now very stiff cock and slid my foreskin back hard so that my glans shone deep purple and throbbed. He trickled some warm water over the glans and softly felt round the rim with his forefinger and thumb, saying
"I think its nice and clean now, don't you?".
I said
"Yes, Thank you" trying not to react.
But I could not stop my cock giving a little twitch. He smiled and gently squeezing it gave it a couple of long slow wanks saying
"It seems you enjoy my hand rubbing your penis. You would like me to carry on, wouldn't you?".
I nodded, knowing that with his sexy words and his warm wet hands round my genitals, I was now totally within his power and couldn't stop him doing anything he wanted to do to me. He gently carried on stroking me, and of course I grew rapidly rock hard and throbbing within a few seconds. Then after a few more slow caresses he took my hand and putting it on his bulge he said
"You are so lovely. Touching you has got me feeling very sexy, so my own cock is starting to get hard and uncomfortable cooped up inside my trousers. Would you like me to undo them and let it out?"
He let go of my twitching little cock and just stood there while I started to undo his fly buttons. I could feel the warmth and hardness of his cock straining to get out. He told me to undo his belt and drop his trousers. As soon as I had his belt and his top buttons undone his trousers dropped to the floor and I gasped to see his naked cock spring up as he had no underpants on. It seemed huge to me although I was soon to find it was relatively thin compared to some others. It was a full nine inches long though, uncircumcised and with the large hairy balls hanging like ripe fruit.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied, "I haven't seen one that size before".
"Would you like to touch it?" he asked, and when I said I would he asked me to rub it a little, like he had me.
I grasped it from underneath with one hand and gently slid his skin backwards and forwards a couple of times. It glistened deep pink and smelt musky and strong. He took my other hand and showed me how to cup it round his heavy warm fleshy balls and massage them gently.
He asked me what sort of sexy experiences I had had. I told him that although I wanked myself off sometimes three or four times a day, I had only wanked off a few times with a couple of boys at school, and that I had felt a couple of older men and been wanked off by them twice under the wall of the local stalls. He asked me if I had wanked off that day and I told him we had been travelling since early morning and I hadn?t had a chance. He said he supposed my balls were really full of sperm and wanting to be relieved of their load. I agreed that I did feel very randy.
"I would love to see your cum shooting out. May I wank your cock gently for you so that we can both watch as you spill your hot love juices that warm water?", he asked.
I was almost dizzy with excitement and said
"Oh! Yes, please".
He got me to stand up and turned me round to face him. Then liberally soaping his hands again, he caressed my genitals with one hand while he slipped the other round my buttocks. His right hand engulfed my little hard prick and he started fisting my foreskin right up and down my shaft, slowly and gently at first but gradually getting faster. His left hand slipped slowly into my slit and felt for my bum hole. When he got there he gently worked the tip of a soapy finger into my tight bottom. I was really throbbing and twitching now and within seconds of his finger entering my tight arse I felt the beginnings of a fantastic orgasm starting to build. His eyes lit up as he sensed I was about to come and milking me firmly but slower he pushed another finger past the rim of my tube and slowly I felt them sliding into my arse as my sperm spurted up from my ballocks and I gave an involuntary cry as it squirted and sprayed out of the tip of my twitching cock. The feeling was wonderful as he just held my pulsing shaft tight and then my thick cum pumped out and dripped into the bath water.
He squeezed all my juice from me and gently worked my cock until it started to go limp. He had held the two fingers deep up my bum quite still while I was coming but now I felt then moving around inside me. He asked me if it felt nice and I said it did.
"Would you like to learn more about what men can do together?" he asked.
When I said yes, he pulled me close to him and pushing his two fingers up me as far as he could he told me that he loved the feel of my soft yielding young body, and we could have a lot of pleasure together if I would let him take me back to my bedroom. I was very flushed and still quite excited so readily agreed that he could. He helped me dry off, and put a hotel dressing robe round me, got dressed himself and led me up the back stairs to my room.
Gino and I went back to my room without talking, and without seeing anyone. I was warm and relaxed having been bathed and having shot a good load of my spunk into the warm bath water before being dried, sprinkled with talc and wrapped in a soft robe. I felt close to Gino who had his arm round me most of the way. He opened my room, led me in and locked the door behind him. Then he led me over to my bed and sat me on the side of it. He stood in front of me and told me to take his trousers off again while he took his shirt off. He was soon naked and his cock was hanging fairly limply right in front of my face.