Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A Cum Whore in Naples -Part Two


The next afternoon, after more site seeing, I was back at the Argo. This time when I entered I got some dirty looks from some of the hustlers, they were not happy to see me again today. It occurred to me that my prolific cock sucking might be cutting in on their business. Their looks made me feel slightly unsafe. There were a lot of hustlers. I had been warned that the cinema could get rough.


This time I walked straight up to the rear balconyon the third level. After my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I noticed an attractive man standing against the rear wall behind the seats.


Slowly I walked up to the wall stood about six feet from him. He looked to be around forty, about six feet tall with a heavy build, maybe thirty pounds overweight, like a football player gone to seed (a look I like). He was was tanned with a shaved head and a beautiful nose that gave him a strong profile.


He turned his head and caught my gaze, then walked forward a few rows and sat in the second seat in from the aisle. I walked down the aisle and sat in the seat next to him. He said something to be in Italian that I couldn’t understand. My beginning Italian class only carried me so far. I reached over and started rubbing his crotch, hoping that that action was a proper response. He looked in my eyes as he reached down and opened his pants. He was fully hard. His cock was uncut and thick like him, it looked perfect for him. I kept stroking him. He moved his right arm behind me and put his hand on my shoulder and started pushing my down. He guided me down to his thick cock and I started to suck.


I was very attracted to him and his thick member felt good in my mouth. I enjoyed running my tongue into his foreskin and taking him deep in my mouth. He was a stud and I wanted to give him a great blow-job. I wanted to please him completely. While I sucked him, he kept his hand pressing on my back in a very assertive way. At some point I could hear some men around us and I looked up to see what was going on. He looked at me and nodded, as if to say, “ignore them, keep sucking my dick.” He moved his hand to my head and pressed it down on his cock and started moving his hips back and forth fucking my mouth.


I loved feeling his strong hand on my head, while he used my mouth. His dick got even harder, I could tell he was about to cum. He yelled out “Mamma Mia” as he shot a big sweet and salty load in my mouth. I was turned on that he ejaculated so big, and at the same time thought “mamma mia” was funny. When I raised my head, I saw that there were several guys watching us, including one or two of the hustlers. I swallowed his cum and walked back to the rear of the balcony.


(to be continued)


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