Blind Love 05
Discover the passionate journey of “Blind Love 05,” where desire and connection transcend the boundaries of sight. Dive into a heartfelt gay sex story that explores intimacy, vulnerability, and the beauty of love in unexpected places. Join our characters as they navigate their feelings in a world where love truly knows no limits.
“Will bring those up later! You come with me!” Alex held Enzo by his waist, gently pushing him to the apartment.
“Hey! What about the cheese and fruits and stuff?” Enzo complained.
“You want me to bend you over the car?” Alex draped his large arm around Enzo’s shoulders and kissed his cheek. “Oh! E’ davvero romantico! Tens minutes before … it’s all love you and now you are bending me over the car!” Enzo smiled and teased, both walking hurriedly towards their apartment.
“I will fuck you so hard for loving me for so long, your Italian knees will buckle for days!” Alex threatened Enzo with what sounded like good times.
They didn’t wait to reach the bedroom, Alex pushed Enzo on the couch, threatening him to get naked before he tore the clothes off him.
He spat on his huge dick and slicked Enzo with his fingers and went in, making Enzo moan and swear loudly, “Mio Dio! Sai cosa voglio, eh bello!” He said and nibbled Alex’s ear, as he sat on his lap, the huge dick deep inside him. While seated on the couch Alex had Enzo straddle him, facing each other. Enzo wrapped his legs around him, squeezing their bodies tightly together.
He tightened his grip on Alex’s dick in his tiny hole and moved on him, changing the sexaul dynamics from Alex wanting to fuck him hard to making Alex go crazy with his body.
He made Alex sit on the couch with his legs straight and sat on top of him, bending his knees on top of his thighs. Then both of them leaned back, planting their palms firmly on the couch. As Enzo bounced on the huge black dick, Alex slapped up with force making Enzo whimper and shout out with pleasure.
Enzo suddenly wrapped his arms around Alex’s neck, bit and sucked at the nape, as he came between them, jerking erratically over Alex, squeezing the dick tightly. Alex wasn’t done with Enzo, he held Enzo around his waist and made him lie down and pistoned into him, changing position and leveraging his massive power, one leg on the floor and other on the couch. He took one of Enzo’s leg and raised it with his hand, as he got deeper into him, fucking him mercilessly. “Say it!” He shouted at Enzo, sweat dripping from his brow, wild animalistic passion taking over his body and an overpowering sense of possessive love was all he felt, as he looked at Enzo. “Say you love me!” Enzo came again, his back arching off the couch but he couldn’t take his eyes off Alex “Ti amerò fino alla morte, tesoro!”
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“Des! He hasn’t called since going to Capraia! It’s unlike him! We spoke in Heathrow and in Pisa airports. He FaceTime me on his ride to Livorno port, showing me everything from a bus. We spoke again when he was getting on the ferry. He was to call me with his cousins in three hours when he reached Capraia. It’s been almost eleven hours since I was supposed to get that call.” Alex was worried, he wasn’t someone who made a fuss about such things but something was off.
Enzo was scared to go back home but had to because his mother was very unwell. In the two years they were together, Enzo never returned home and the calls with his family had gotten less frequent, dwindling completely after he told his cousin about Alex and him, after that he was ignored by everyone at home.
He cried whenever he spoke about them but slowly learned to reach out and not expect anything from them.
Then he got a call that his mother was very sick and Alex booked him a flight home. Now there was radio silence since the time he stepped foot on his home shore.
A small village with 300 local residents. His family were simple anchovy fishermen and grape farmers. His orthodox community didn’t interact with tourists and kept to themselves. Enzo had big dreams and was the most beautiful boy in town, he had to break out. His mother and eldest cousin helped him through culinary school and arranged the travel money for his specialisation course in the US after he got full scholarship. Rather than being proud his father and elder brother had stopped talking to him.
All this history and Enzo’s crying red face at the airport as he said, ” I will be back Marito! Even if it’s the last thing I do! I will come back to you!”
The face and words kept Alex awake that night, as he continuously tried calling his number.
Finally in the morning he called his elder cousin who was still in touch with Enzo. Alex conferenced Des to speak with him in Italian. It was a two minute conversation and then his cousin hung up.
Des called back, “Lex! I am coming home to you okay! You stay put!” Alex knew something was wrong, “Why? What did he say?” He started crying.
“Look he was upset and their dialect is a bit different so I may have mistook him!” Des tried buying time as he ran across the street from his bar to the apartment.
“What happened to Enzo? Where is he? Why hasn’t he called? Is he alright?” Alex was sobbing and he sat on the floor, his back to the wall.
“He said Enzo is not coming back, he is getting married to a girl and settling where and how he is supposed to.” Des didn’t know how else to deliver the news, so he chose direct truth.
“So he is alright and alive?” Alex continued crying.
“Yes! Looks like he is gone forever! I am not sure if this was pre planned or he was forced, I asked but he just hung up.” Des was running up the stairs.
“As long as he is okay and they haven’t hurt him!” Alex was heaving and unable to talk between sobs, Des sat in front of him and gathered his broken pieces in a tight hug.
“Cry out bambino! Cry out!” Des mumbled and held on to a heartbroken crying Alex.
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“Des! I am going to look for him! They have trapped him. They must be torturing him! I need to go for him! Everything we had between us for two years couldn’t be a lie! You have seen us together, you gave us your blessing! He is waiting for me to come and help me. I am going to Enzo!” Alex slurred on the phone, a day after Enzo went missing in Capraia.
“Lex! Where are you?” Des asked sternly.
“I am waiting outside the airport, just trying to sober up before I get in and buy a ticket!” Alex’s words merged making it difficult to understand.
“LISTEN! YOU LITTLE IDIOT! STAY WHERE YOU ARE! I AM COMING THERE RIGHT NOW!” Des shouted and grabbed his keys, his nose flaring as he left home muttering profanities in Italian.
Alex walked in the living room with a killer hangover, Cathy was making pancakes and Des was feeding their baby. Des gave Alex a death stare and went back cooing and feeding his child. Cathy, handed a mug of coffee to Alex and hugged him, bringing tears to his eyes.
“Little Casey is better behaved than you!” Des said without looking at Alex, who sat opposite him on the dinner table nursing the coffee mug.
“What if he needs help?” Alex muttered quietly, his head hung, averting any eye contact with Des.