Call Me By Your Name 2.0

Chapter 14

I was up by 6 am and Oliver came to find me. We were both very excited to go on this trip but we tried to hide it. Mommy and Daddy were still asleep, so we had a quick breakfast, packed our lunches, got into the car and sped off at around 8am.

"It's going to be great," Oliver said pressing his left hand on my leg. He was driving. 

We were about to leave the area with the peach tree forest when we sighted Marzia walking her two pugs on the side of the road. Oliver pressed harder on the accelerator pedal and drove over her, we laughed so hard that I thought I was going to expel my lungs through my mouth. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw how we got away from the pool of blood, it was going to be a great day. 

In a few hours we were in Rome. In the morning we went to see the Coliseum, only from the outside because it didn't look too intresting, we did visit the inside of the panteon after that but it wasn't too much fun since I had been there before. Oliver kept taking pictures of everything, sometimes he also told me to pose for him, which I did. We ate our lunches and drove to the Vatican. I really enjoy visiting the Vatican because they have nice paintings on the ceiling, I wonder how they got there tho. We saw the Pope and we took a picture with him too, he seemed to like us and he kissed me on the cheek (Oliver got a bit jealous), he was very nice to us. 

Once it started to get dark we drove to the center of the city again and ate some pizza. I took the opportunity to call mommy and daddy and tell them that everything was great but that we would be late, but to not worry. They told me about Marzia getting run over by a car during the morning, I almost couldn't hold my laughter. I was glad to hear that her two pugs didn't get killed, I kinda liked them. 

While I was talking, Oliver had walked off to somewhere. He came back with two little bottles of limoncello, he had never tried it before. We found a park with not too many people and we sat on a bench together, drinking and laughing. Once we were done with both bottles we continued to visit Rome inebriated. We ran like madmen and ended up jumping into the Fontana di Trevi where we splashed each other with the water, danced and wrestled. Soon, the police came and made us leave. They wanted to take us to jail but we sprinted away while laughing  histerically. We got into the car and drove in zigzags to the countryside, then Oliver stopped the car on the side of the road. 

We recovered our breath and tried to process with our drunken brains everything that had happened. Oliver looked at me with an erratic smile and lunged on me, giving me a passionate kiss holding my head with both his hands. 

"Thanks for giving me the best day ever," I told him.

"It's not over yet." He reached to one of his pockets and took out what seemed to be a little pill bottle, he unscrewed it and placed it under my nose. "Breathe in." I did as I was told. Soon I started feeling warmer and dizzy. Oliver pulled my pants down and started licking. I layed back my passenger seat and enjoyed it.

"Put your legs up," 

"What?" I was caught by surprise, confused in my ecstasy.

"I said put your legs up, like on a fetal position but looking up," Oliver commanded again, his words slurred. He grabbed my thigs from underneath and pushed them over my torso.

"Wh- what are you doing?" I looked down at him, a bit scared.

"Shhh, you'll like this," he assured me as he kept pressing the palm of his hands on the back of my thighs, then one of them started playing with my balls and he placed his lips on my asshole. I closed my eyes, rested my head on the seat again and took a deep breath . His warm tonge started playing around with my anus, sometimes inside and sometimes outside. Then he fingered me with one of his fingers for a while without removing his tonge from there. At some point he pulled down his pants with one of his hand (the other one was still inside me) and pleasured himself for a minute. I glanced at him everyonce in a while. He neared his hips to my butt and started to push his penis inside me. It hurted but I did it for Oliver. I loved him and I loved feeling him inside me. His rythmical thrusts were such a spiritual pleasure. As he went faster my muscles started to convulse and I lost controlof my body. My cum flew everywhere, it even hit the ceiling of the car. Oliver finished inside me and we both laid on our respective seats. My head felt fuzzy, I could hear Oliver panting next to me. I fell asleep.

My eyes opened, still in the car. Oliver was driving. He sniffled. In a daze, I silently turned my head and stared at Oliver. The lights from the dashboard were hitting his face, there was a tear climbing down his cheek. I turned to the window, looking at the countryside lit by a full moon, then I closed my eyes again.