“Smelly and tasty like a stinky slice of Gorgonzola”, I joked.
“You laugh, but that’s actually a quite fitting metaphor. You like Gorgonzola even if it smells, don’t you?”.
I actually did, I had nothing to reply to that logic, so I just shook my head.
After a minute we spot Lazlo approaching along with the Prince.
The Prince real name was Adrian, but we called him Prince because apparently he belongs to an ancient dynasty of gypsy rulers.
Considering the condition they were living in, we found it hard to believe it, but Adrian seemed quite adamant about that, and often told us about his family history.
Anyway, we didn’t really care about his family tree, we were more interested in the tree between his legs.
Adrian was not as friendly as Lazlo, it always had that moody look on his face, you could tell he was the badass of the camp.
And that was despite the fact that he was much smaller than Lazlo.
We knew he was 18 because we arrested him many times and checked his documents, otherwise he looks two or three years younger than his real age.
Adrian was 5’7” tall, basically skin and bones, he had a much darker skin tone than Lazlo, shaggy dirty blond hair, and was wearing the same clothes he was wearing three days ago. Like Lazlo, his clothes were a couple of sizes bigger.
Adrian bent over the window and forced one of his rare smiles, showing his set of yellow crocked teeth.
Even though they weren’t Armani models, they were both incredibly cute.
“Ciao Adrian, how is doing my gorgeous little prince”, Marco said to him.
“I am doing ok. You got some food?”
“Sure, and fags (cigarettes). Jump on”
The lads opened the doors and sat on the back of our black Alfa Giulia, Marco turned around and handed them some sandwiches and a couple of beers.
“Here take this too boys”, Marco handed them also a packet of cigarettes each.
The boys started wolfing down the sandwiches like they haven’t been eating for days, making a right mess on the back seats.
“So what did you steel today boys?”, I joked.
“Nothing, just raped an old lady”, Lazlo shot back going into a hysterical laugh.
“You better be joking Laz”, I replied.
“Ehehh, just kidding. We are good boys, we don’t do this stuff, plus we have our own bitch here. Who needs old ladies”, said Lazlo referring to Marco, while taking the hat off my partner’s head and putting it on his own.
“Yeah, your bitch was leaking water from her pussy the whole day, thinking of you”, I said getting into the spirit.
“This bitch, is gonna kick your asses if you don’t stop talking like I am not here”, Marco replied slightly annoyed.
“Right, here we are”, I said as we reached our usual spot, far away from civilization.
We all got out of the car.
I put my Carabiniere hat on Adrian’s head, then Marco approached him, and adjust it for him, so to fit his head perfectly, “You look so handsome”, he commented to the young Gypsy.
Marco carefully took off his uniform and folded it nicely, he then put it on the passenger seat.
He handed me over his gun and I put both the guns in the dashboard. We knew we were taking a huge risk having our guns unguarded, but we kind of trusted the boys by now. They were just petty thieves, not real criminals, and they just wanted to have some fun, just like us.
Finally Marco took off his boxers.
He was a 6 feet tall stud with a perfectly proportioned muscle body, his 7” cock was still not fully hard but it was getting there.
Fuck he was handsome, he could have had any girl he wanted, instead he was going to submit to those two young punks. What a waste.
The lads handed me over their beers and followed suit.
“Hold it”, Adrian said.
“Hey what am I, your butler?”, I complained, but they completely ignored me and proceeded to shed their clothes.
In no time they were completely naked, they only kept the Carabiniere hats on their head, Lazlo had Marco’s, Adrian had mine.
Soon the smell of their feet filled the air, it was something that cannot really be described in words.
I already described their body, I can assure you, no girl would ever touched them with a barge pole, not just because they were filthy, but because of their scrawny body, yet Marco was crazy for them, but I was starting to see what my partner was seeing in them.
Both the lads were half mast, but I knew their full sizes pretty well.
Lazlo had a normal 6 inch cock, and really thin but with a big mushroom.
Adrian though had a more respectable 8” cock, and quite thick too, which on his tiny frame looked a real monster.
I was still completely dressed with my uniform, except for the jacket which I left on the driving sit, I then fished my cock and sat on the grass to enjoy the show as usual.
Adrian sat on the back seat with his feet on the grass.
Lazlo sat beside me, our body were touching, I put my arm around his neck as I usually do, so he could easily take hold of my 8” cock with his dirty hand. He started stroking it gently.
This was as far as I ever got with them, I never touched their cock or let them blow me, I was always repulsed by their poor hygiene, and also because I am a real man, and a fascist, and I am supposed to hate gypsies, and all that.
But a wank was always welcome.
“Bow before your Prince”, Adrian ordered with a dominating voice.
Marco dropped on all four and crawled to Adrian’s feet. I always loved this bit of roleplay, watching Marco humiliating himself in such manner made me always horny.
“Now, pay respect to your Prince”
Marco was really respectful of his Master, and started liking Adrian stinky foot, then he put the big toe in his mouth and started sucking it like it was a cock.
Lazlo offered me his beer but I refused, I never drink in service, but as he turned to face me I almost had the instinct to kiss him, luckily I stopped in time.
He was now sitting so close that I could smell all his different odours, sometimes it was his feet, sometimes his armpits, sometimes his breath, and that was driving me absolutely crazy.
I used to dislike their strong body odour, but now it was like an aphrodisiac.
While Lazlo was watching the scene, I was watching him.
He must have noticed it because, he suddenly turned to face me, smiling and showing me his sexy crocked set of teeth.
We looked deep into each other eyes, then it happened. I kissed him.
He didn’t resist at all, with my tongue I started exploring his dirty mouth to savour it, I could feel the big gap between his teeth, and the taste the kebab he eat few minutes before, I think I also picked some leftover with my tongue. God, it was unreal, I wanted to do this for few weeks, and now I couldn’t stop.
I put my hand behind his head and pushed his face against mine.
I wanted more of him.
Then he took my hand and put it on his prick. I wrapped my finger around his 6 inch cock and started stroking it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Adrian trying to get Marco attention while pointing at me.
Then I heard, “Alt! Stop the press. The prude Sergeant finally caved in. What took you so long?”, Marco said as he stood up and approached us.
I broke the kiss and looked up to him.