#1 in HOMOEROTIC, BOYxBOY, MANxMAN, and a dozen other related tags | Sexy one-shots and romantic short stories. From love at first sight to love through the years, these tales cover hunky dudes in love, lust, and passion in every aspect. From Ernie...
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Part 4 of 4
Mariano's POV ...
Angie and I lost sight of Donatello and Francesco somewhere in the swaying, shifting crowd on Cherry Street. I had to hold her hand so we wouldn't get parted, and I knew it'd piss off Francesco even more if he saw me doing it. It seemed like almost all the men in the crowd were ogling Angie with a look that said they'd steal her away in a second if I wasn't holding onto her. I wasn't hip on girlie porn stars because they were definitely not in the porn I watched, but I pretty much had the idea that Angie was the epitome of them.
"Where the hell'd they go?" She was craning her neck looking around for the boys, totally unaware that she was getting more attention in this mob than the Virgin Mary herself, the one the whole party was for. "They'll never find you again, Mariano. Not with all these freakin' people."
I squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Believe me, they're probably still watching us. We just can't see them. Francesco hates it when I'm with you. It drives him crazy. But not Donatello. I think he likes the idea of me fucking girls."
Angie hooted, struggling to pull me against the tide of the crowd in the direction of the new church. "I like that idea too. And I love the idea of Donny fucking you. Ohmygod! It's almost as sexy as Joey Ragazzo fucking me."
Our eyes caught and we burst into silly laughter. "Fuck fuck fuck." I croaked. "I guess that's all we think about, huh?"
"Obviously. But we're going into church now, so we'll have to be pure and devout. Umm ... like you and Donny were in the choir loft."
I nodded eagerly as we stepped out of the crowd and began to ascend the steps leading up to the new church entrance. "You bet, girl. That was pure love and very devout sex."
"Sounds heavenly. I really don't care that much about the love. But I'm hoping Joey is totally devout about the sex."
I pulled open one of the big front doors and followed her into the vestibule, which was dark, dreary, and forlorn because there was nothing in it. "What? You don't care if he loves you?"
She shrugged her bare shoulders. "Love is nice, but that's what makes relationships so complicated. Like, if you and Franky and Donny were just bangin' and not so emotionally involved, it'd be such a majorly hot ride. Sex and more sex ... without all the drama."
"Hey, we're Italian. Drama is part of everything. And I love loving them. I can't imagine it without the love."
"You weren't in love with me." She slipped her hand around my waist as we walked into the nave of the church.
"Uhh ... true. Sorry, I fall in love with dudes, not girls."
She squeezed my side with her fingers. "So you were just using me for sex and to get some neighborhood cred?"
