The Summer between my Sophomore and Junior year at University, I backpacked and EuroRailed through Europe. My parent dropped me off at the International Terminal at JFK airport in New York City. I met John Pennacchio, an Italian-American from Boston, on the check-in line before our flight from JFK to Ciampino Airport in Rome.
He was very hot, looked like the actor Konstantin Rommelfangen, who played Steve on the Netflix series, "Constantin" with shoulder-length brown hair, scruff, big brown eyes, wearing tight white jeans, a white v-neck t-shirt showing his chest hair and a gold cross, and a white blazer. He had a great body and clearly a huge bulge. He strutted with the confidence of a hot, Italian stud. The flight was delayed so we grabbed beers at the bar.
He asked me about my plans. I told him I did not have any. He told me he was going to his ancestral home in a village in the mountains above Naples, then to their condo at a resort on the Adriatic and that he'd never been to Italy.
He told me his girlfriend, Gerrie, was arriving the following week and asked if I wanted to come stay with them, so he'd have a fellow American to hang out with. I said, "Yes, grazie." He smiled. I said, "I've studied Italian for two years at University."
We disembarked at Ciampino and had to walk off the plane and through two rows of hot Italian soldiers brandishing machine guns. His Uncle Vito picked us up and drove us to San Sossio, the town where John's family lived, in a huge 1970's green station wagon with Massachusetts license plates.
When we arrived at his family's villa, I met his Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, cousins and his brother, Judge. Judge was not quite as good looking, not as well dressed, but had a noticeably larger bulge. John explained that Judge was his youngest brother and the middle brother, Mike, was arriving the next day.
When Mike arrived, he looked like John's twin, only with shorter hair. He had a great body and nice bulge, too. He was somehow much sexier than John. He didn't seem to like me very much. We spent three days in that town drinking in bars, having dinner and homemade anise and lemon brandy with his family's friends. We always staggered back to the villa drunk for our siesta.
John drove me around in his car to see the area. He was very skilled navigating the hairpin turns in the mountains with ease. On the fourth day we drove to their seaside villa in Vasto. I stayed in a room with John, and Mike and Judge stayed in another room.
After we arrived, we took showers and we went back to our room to put on our bathing suits. We were both naked and I noticed John had a thick nine inch uncut cock. He stroked it hard, smiled at me and asked, "Do you like what you see?"
"Hell, yes!"
"Lean over with your hands on that balcony railing." He pulled down my bathing suit. I stepped out of it, spread my legs wide, stuck out my ass and shook it. He said, "Fuck, we're going to enjoy this!" He put on a condom, put lube on my asshole and fingered it. He rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack. "Do you want this, Mike?"
"Yes, fuck my ass, John!" I leaned over the balcony in excited anticipation about what his huge Italian cock would feel like assaulting my tight ass. He fucked me so hard he pushed me over so that I was hanging over the balcony railing, looking down into the garden below. It felt so good I came, watching my semen fall down onto the bushes below. "John, you just fucked a huge load out of me!"
I flexed my ass muscles repeatedly and a minute later, he grunted loudly, pushed his cock all the way up my ass and cried out, "Holy Mother of Jesus! I have never had my cock treated so well by an asshole. On your knees!" He pulled out. I got on my knees with my mouth open and tongue out looking up into his big brown eyes.
He smiled and dripped his semen on my tongue which slid down my throat, threw the condom over the railing, slid his cock down my throat and rabbit-fucked it with his palms on the sides of my head and his fingers behind my head to cushion my head as he banged it against the railing. He said, "Your throat is as tight as your hot ass."
After he shot down my throat, he pulled me up, got on his knees and sucked my thick eight inch uncut cock. He swallowed my semen and asked, "Are you Catholic?"
I told him, "No, my father was from a Welsh family and they do not circumcise."
"Want me to get Mike in here so we can fuck you from both ends?"
"Yes, then maybe he'd treat me better."
"He's the middle son. I'm the big man and Judge is the baby. He has a big chip on his shoulder. I know him, he will fuck your ass and throat hard. Should I get him?"
"Yes!" He put on his bathing suit and got him.
Mike came in wearing his bathing suit. He was more muscular than John and definitely sexier. He took off his bathing suit, stroked his cock hard and said, "I'd love to fuck your tight throat and ass hard!" John got on the bed. I rolled a condom down on his cock making John groan loudly. I lubed my ass, squatted over John's cock and sat all the way down on it. He groaned louder. "Mike, his ass is very hot and tight. You'll love his throat!"
As I sat down on his cock John groaned loudly as Mike put one hand on the back of my head and the other under my chin and slid his fat cock all the way down my throat, too, groaning loudly. I submitted, loving having those two fat Italian sausages sliding in and out of my fuck holes.
They both rabbit-fucked me from both ends. I flexed my ass and throat muscles. Mike cried out, "Fuck, big brother, what an amazing Cock Slave you brought here!" He grunted and I felt his thick cock throb in my throat as he shot down into my belly, he put his hands on the side of my face, bent my head back and looked down into my eyes and said, "Mike, Cock Slave, you've redeemed yourself. I'll treat you a lot better if I can keep using your throat and ass."
John answered, "His ass is even tighter." John grunted and yelled out, "Holy Mary Mother of Jesus!" and shot up my ass. He fed me his semen and Mike got on the bed, I rolled a condom down on his cock and sat on it, making him groan loudly. It was thicker than John's. I flexed my ass muscles.
Mike asked John not to fuck my throat yet because he wanted to hear me groan. I did groan loudly, throwing my head back in ecstasy. "Mike, seems you love having my fat Italian sausage up your ass?"
"Yes, Mike, fuck me harder and shoot your hot semen up my ass!" John shoved his cock down my throat, held my head and rabbit-fucked my throat as I flexed my throat muscles. Mike thrust his hips up harder, held me down on him by the shoulders while he grunted loudly and cried out, "Fuck!" With every throb of his thick cock, I felt each spurt of semen shoot up my ass into his condom.
John grunted and I felt every spurt of his hot, Italian American semen shoot down my throat with every throb of his amazing cock. "Brother Mike, take his throat again."
I got on my back on the bed with my head over the edge of the bed, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Mike poured his huge load of semen into my mouth. I swallowed all of it and licked my lips. I bent my head back and opened my mouth wide. He slid his cock all the way down my throat holding my neck with fingers on the back of it and his thumbs on my throat. "Cocksucker, Mike, your throat feels amazing wrapped around my fat cock."
I flexed my throat several times. Mike grunted, "Fuck, cocksucker, do that more and I'll reward you again!" He pulled out with his fat cock head in my mouth. I licked his piss slit. He grunted and filled my mouth with his hot semen, puffing out my cheeks. I swallowed it all with his cock head still in my mouth. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me. "You are not such a bad guy. I think we'll get along fine from now on."
"If getting along means more spit roasting by you two Italian stallions, I'm in!"
John commanded, "Bend over, spread your legs and stick out that hot ass. Brother, take his throat." John got on his knees, spread my ass cheeks and ate my ass. He lubed it and fingered it making me groan.
He stood up, rubbed that Italian python up and down my ass crack, making me groan and put my head down. Holding my waist, he slid it all the way up, rabbit-fucked it like a madman as Mike fucked my throat in rhythm with John's thrusts up my ass.
I flexed my throat and ass muscles and they both shot at the same time, grunting loudly. John pulled out and I got on my back on the bed, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.