by Corbin Grey
"Won't you get up? There's a great breakfast buffet downstairs."
"I, well, um, maybe I'll stay for a moment, until everything settles down," I said diplomatically. A huge hardon pressed painfully against my pyjamas and I didn't want to walk around in front of Daniel.
"Don't be such a baby. You've got pants on. There's nothing wrong with a hardon."
I pinched my arm inconspicuously and jerked together, obviously I was awake. Still, the situation was more than strange, Daniel was behaving strangely.
Well then, if he doesn't mind, I can get up and climb out of bed.
Daniel took a look at my hardon and his eyes widened briefly. I went into the bathroom and decided to take a cold shower.
Daniel
Alex's hug and approach in half-sleep had been surprising but not unpleasant. It had felt extremely good when he had snuggled up against me.
He stood in front of me with his upper body naked, under his pajama bottoms a big hard cock was visible and it didn't bother me in the least. On the contrary, unconsciously I wondered what this cock would look like and how it would feel.
I shook my head and quickly repressed the thought again. I wasn't into men, I was straight. After Alex disappeared into the bathroom, I made myself comfortable in the living room and got a coffee.
For all the alcohol the day before I was surprisingly well. A few minutes later Alex joined me. Freshly showered he had wrapped a towel around his hips and sat down with me.
Secretly I looked at his upper body with envy. Underneath the smooth skin, slim, well-trained muscle bundles stood out. His short dark brown hair was wet, I had to control myself not to smooth it out. Alex looked at me with his blue eyes.
"We'll explore the area first, then go to one of the clubs here tonight."
I smiled at him. For whatever reason, I was really looking forward to the tour with him.
"Okay, my turn to shower. I hope the whole buffet hasn't been looted."
I quickly went into the shower and got ready. Again and again pictures of Alex shot through my head. Alex sitting half-naked on the armchair and smiling at me friendly. The longer I thought about Alex, the hotter I was, and to my surprise my cock suddenly became harder. I set the shower to cold and thought of something else. Nothing helped, my thoughts kept going back to Alex and his well-toned body, I was horny and wanted to cum. When the water got warm again, I slowly started to massage my cock.
I firmly enclosed him with my hand and moved it slowly up and down. I imagined it was Alex standing right next to me, gently wanking my cock while kissing my neck. I moaned and increased speed.
Alex's lips slowly moved from the neck to my nipples. Gently he bit them and sucked on them strongly. Pleasant horny pain passed through me and I shivered longingly. Now he went on along my body, over the ribs, the flat belly, down to the hard erect cock. Carefully Alex licked over my glans and blew gently against it. His breath stroked over it and gave me goosebumps on my back. I could hardly suppress the excitement and wanted him to take my cock in his mouth.
Alex enjoyed the moment and dragged it on endlessly, again and again he licked briefly over my plump oak and blew playfully against it.
Finally he had mercy and took him in his mouth. Tenderly he sucked and glided gently with his teeth along my shaft.
I held my breath, I would have loved to fuck his mouth with deep thrusts, but I waited.
Alex took my dick out of his mouth for a second.
"Say how you like it. Say it," he asked me.
"Yes, Alex, it's so awesome how you suck my dick, and now go on", I moan loudly.
Alex grinned and turned his attention back to the plump cock that pulsed wildly in his hand. With a broad grin he took it completely in his mouth, massaging my balls with his free hand. Slowly my cock slid out of his mouth. He licked briefly over the glans and let it disappear completely. Faster and faster he started to suck him and massage my balls. Playfully he let his teeth slide along the shaft.
My excitement grew immeasurable and the pressure increased. I held back the releasing orgasm as long as possible.
"I want to come in your mouth, Alex."
Then I came with a loud groan. Slowly the waves of excitement subsided and left me exhausted but happy.
"Daniel, you liked?" Alex's voice suddenly sounded.
"Yes, you were great," I replied spontaneously. For a moment there was silence.
"What are you talking about? Get out of the shower already," Alex's voice sounded from the door.
"Shit, shit, I hope he didn't notice," I cursed softly. I quickly finished showering, got dressed and went into the living room.
"But that was a particularly intensive and long shower," Alex greeted me impatiently.
I shrugged my shoulders and did as inconspicuously as possible. Apparently he hadn't noticed any of my moanings.
"Let's go for breakfast," I changed the subject quickly.
Alex
Daniel didn't need to pretend to me, he had jerked off in the shower. How did I know for sure?
When he was in the shower for so long, I became curious and listened in secret. I wasn't sure, but I thought I heard my name. I probably just misheard it. I couldn't imagine that Daniel was in the shower moaning my name while jerking off.
At breakfast together I noticed that Daniel kept eyeing me secretly. At first, I tried to ignore it, but with time it made me nervous and I wondered what was going on.
"Is there a booger hanging out of my nose or why are you staring at me all the time?"
"No, no, everything's fine. You just look different today. Did you do something to your hair? It looks fine," Daniel replied quickly and turned red.
Now I became even more skeptical. I excused myself briefly and went to the toilet to check on things. I looked at my reflection critically, but could not find anything conspicuous and went back.
"I told you everything was fine," Daniel complained.
"You're acting weird. Is everything all right with you?"
I brought it straight to the point and looked at him in a challenging way.
"Can't a man compliment another man, without it being a drama?"
Daniel was suddenly very thin-skinned and bitchy. I shook my head and devoted myself to my breakfast.
"So, a little sightseeing today?" Daniel asked hesitantly.
I nodded and rattled down the list of sights we wanted to see. Daniel's eyes got big.
"Wow, that's a lot. Why don't we take it easy and just do a few things?"
Daniel took out his iPad and held it out to me.
"I googled what we could do. What do you think of the suggestion?"
Enthusiastically Daniel started. First up the Spanish stairs and enjoy the view, then a carriage ride through Rome followed by a boat trip on the Tiber.
"And if we still feel like it, we'll have a cocktail on the roof terrace of the Hotel Rafael in the evening," he concluded the list optimistically.
Wherever Daniel got this tour, it was more suited to couples in love.
"Where is the real Daniel and what have you done with him" was my skeptical question.
He shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment.
"We don't have to go on barhopping. Something quiet is okay."
I nodded slowly, something was going on here, but I didn't know what and that made me nervous.
Daniel beamed at me happily, we comfortably finished breakfast and set off.
Daniel
Alex had noticed my surprising change, which did not surprise me very much. I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach and behaved like a teenager in love.
Where this infatuation came from, I did not know. What made it even worse ,was that Alex was the catalyst for those feelings. Until yesterday I was sure that I was straight and only attracted to women. Today I wasn't so sure. But what should I do now? I could hardly stand up and confess my feelings to Alex.
So I tried a romantic tour of Rome. If an opportunity arose, I would take it. Otherwise,
it was just a tour of Rome.
When Alex became skeptical but still agreed, it took a load off my mind. The first step was taken.
As the Spanish stairs were right next to the hotel, we started our tour there. Together we climbed up the 138 steps. A little out of breath we looked for a quiet place and enjoyed the view together.
"Look at this beautiful view," I raved to him and pointed to the city.
"See the Tiber?" I leaned against him and pointed to the river. Alex nodded, but allowed physical contact. I enjoyed the moment and nestled myself a little closer.
Abruptly Alex stood up and stretched.
"The stairs were quite tiring. I guess I'm really out of shape."
Alex was anything, but out of shape. Under the tight-fitting shirt I could see his well-trained upper body and in the slim-fitting jeans muscular legs stood out.
"You're anything but out of shape. Let's see, maybe you're just tense."
I approached him and put my hands on his neck. Alex tensed up briefly.
"I'm not gonna hurt you. You know I know how to massage."
Gently but energetically I massaged his neck until I noticed that the tension was released. I gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"You see, and away goes the tension."
Alex stretched carefully and smiled at me.
"You have magic hands, I can't feel anything anymore."
His praise made me beam over both cheeks and I almost embraced him with joy.
"Next stop carriage ride", I announced and we started our descent together.
Alex
The many steps at the Spanish Steps were more exhausting than expected. But what surprised me most was Daniel's spontaneous massage.
I'd never seen him like that before. I didn't know what to think, so I kept a low profile.
His gentle hands had released the tension in no time and I would have loved to have been massaged by him even longer.
When we went to the carriages together, I suddenly knew what Daniel's behavior meant. He was in love, that's why he was so upset and acting so strangely. My thoughts were racing, most of the time we had been on the road together, who could it be? We had not met any new people, apart from the two young women on the train.
Nicole was the one, who had it in for him. I would feel him out again later in the carriage. I did not like it and I was suddenly extremely jealous.
Finally we had found a free carriage and agreed on a price. Slowly the horses shagged off and our romantic journey through Rome began. In halfway understandable language the coachman told us everything about the sights and the city. I listened only half and watched Daniel inconspicuously. He noticed my look and beamed at me cheerfully.
"Why do you look so skeptical?"
"Nothing, but I think I figured out, why you're in such a good mood all of a sudden."
"Uh-huh, and why?"
"Admit it, you're in love, and I know who it is," I said.
For a short moment Daniel's facial features slipped away and he turned red. Then he started to stammer.
"Hey, don't worry. That's great, I almost thought so."
"It' okay for you?" Daniel looked at me suspiciously.
"Oh, nonsense, that's great. The girl fucked your brain out and you fell in love. Do you at least have her number?"
Daniel looked at me surprised, after a short moment he reacted.
"That's right, Nicole."
I would have expected more enthusiasm from him at this moment. I couldn't help but felt sure, that he was lying to me.
Daniel
When Alex said "Admit it, you've fallen in love and I know who it is", I had half a heart attack. I almost jumped out of the carriage in panic and ran for the hills.
When Alex then expressed his suspicion, I was disappointed and relieved on the one hand. Cleverly I tried to talk my way out of it and directed his attention to the sights of the city.
The little incident, if you could call it that, was quickly forgotten and we had a lively conversation. Inconspicuously I moved closer and again and again carefully sought physical contact.
Hopefully, the jerky ride didn't make him suspicious when I kept leaning against him. Time flew by and before we knew it, the city tour was already over and we were standing at the Spanish Steps again.
"Lunch?"
I looked at Alex questioningly, the carriage ride had made me hungry and before the boat trip I wanted to eat a little something. Alex enthusiastically agreed to my suggestion. We went to the small bistro from the evening before and ordered food. While we waited for the food, Alex took me in for questioning.
"So, what about that girl on the train. Did you get her number? Are you gonna see her again? Don't be so shy."
"Hmmm, it's complicated," I kept printing.
Alex looked at me without understanding.
"What's complicated?"
I took a deep breath.
"It's not the girl from the train, it's someone else."
Alex looked at me urgently and waited for me to tell him more.
"And it's just complicated. I don't want to talk about it right now."
Our food came and saved me from further unpleasant questions. I could tell by the look on Alex's face that he will ask again.
"I see you were at the well yesterday. Have your wishes already been fulfilled?" suddenly the voice, of the old woman from the day before, sounded.
Surprised, Alex and I turned to her and nodded and shook our heads at the same time.
"Very nice. Everything will work out. You just need to be a little braver."
"Would you like to order another drink," the waiter suddenly distracted us. When we turned around, the old woman had disappeared again.
"Did you see where the woman went?" Alex asked the waiter immediately. He just looked at him questioningly.
"Scusi, but there was no old woman here. You're here alone all the time."
Before Alex could say anything, I ordered drinks and the waiter disappeared. Alex drove around to me, excited.
"But you've seen she too, I'm not crazy after all," he began.
"Calm down. The waiter probably just missed it."
I did not believe in this version of the story. I thought about what I just heard, she was right, I had to be braver. After the boat trip, I would talk to Alex about it.
Alex
The old woman had been strange and creepy. Her insinuations got me thinking. Maybe I should be braver and speak to Daniel openly and honestly about my feelings.
Our friendship would hopefully survive this. Especially since Daniel was newly in love.
"So as for the old woman," I started between two bites of pizza.
Daniel waved him off.
"Crazy old lady, I don't care what she said."
My courage sank a little, though hesitantly, I agreed with him. The rest of the meal went on in silence and we both hung on to our thoughts. The words of the old woman could not get out of my head.
"Would you care for some more dessert?"
The waiter interrupted my gloomy thoughts, I waved thanks and looked at Daniel.
"Would you like to?"
Daniel rubbed himself across the stomach.
"No, enough for today, I'll get fat later," he laughed.
"You really need to pay attention to. Soon it will say on your scales: Please only enter one at a time," I raised him.
This time he paid and we went to the river. At the Tiber, countless ships were already waiting, trying to guide the passing tourists to their boats.
A little old man held me by the arm.
"A romantic cruise for two. I know the most beautiful places."
Before I could politely decline, Daniel beat me to it.
"We'll take the tour. How much is that?"
Daniel paid quickly and the man led us to his barge.
"What were you thinking?" I whispered to him.
"We have the boat to ourselves and our peace."
He was right about that. Be
sides, there were worse things, than being on that ship alone with Daniel.
The boat was very small and reminded me strongly of a gondola from Venice. We entered the shaky vehicle and sat down carefully. It was quite narrow and we sat nestled close together. The old man started the engine and our journey began. The ride was exciting and thrilling, again and again the skipper surprised us with funny anecdotes about the places we passed. He was a born entertainer and time flew by.
Again and again he stopped at romantic spots and gave us challenging glances. He thought we were a couple. We left it at that and didn't make it clear, but we enjoyed the ride far too much.
I kept trying to find the right words, to tell Daniel how I felt about him. I started over and over, only to fall silent in frustration. Then the ride was over and I had missed that chance. Discouraged, I climbed out of the boat.
The old man winked at me.
"You're good together, you must be happy."
I smiled friendly and went to Daniel.
Daniel
"What did he want from you?" I asked curiously.
"We should recommend him to others," Alex replied.
"I enjoyed the ride," I sighed and looked at him expectantly. Alex did not respond. During the ride I had been struggling with myself and wanted to confess my feelings to Alex. Cowardly as I was, I had not dared. A better opportunity would not come up again so quickly.
Alex seemed to be disappointed and just stared silently at himself. In a depressed mood we made our way back to the hotel. Our way led us past the fountain. I threw an angry look at the well.
That stupid wish didn't work at all!
"Not so angry, young man," a voice echoed near me. I stopped and turned around. Right next to the fountain stood her, the old woman who had met me for the third time. Slowly I went to her and stopped in front of her.
"Does the fountain grant wishes or not?" I asked in frustration.
"Sure he does, but you have to do your part."
"And how?"
Slowly these hints began to annoy me enormously. The old woman pointed in the direction of Alex, who had stopped in the meantime and looked at me irritated.
