Blind Love 04

Alex couldn't drive even a few metres from the driveway after dropping Noah. Every cell of his being wanted him to go back and make it right.
Why? A voice in his head asked him. What's the use of being gay if you can't fuck around? Des was right... it's not like the little moody drama queen is going to get pregnant! To be honest, you wanted to sing and sleep, Noah was the one who wanted to have sex! Then why are you made to feel guilty?
You didn't know or care if Noah was blind or not... You are attracted to him because he is super cute with his brown silky hair and that adorable fringe thing on his forehead. His grey large eyes bordered with thick eyelashes. His button nose and pink pouty lips, the dip in his chin iand crinkly dimples. His small perfect soft and warm body with that flat belly and bubble butt. His voice, his smile, his quick wit and gullible innocence and the way he tracked things with his sharp mind. He was qualified, a teacher and a singer. The way he blushed and looked down, the way he bit his lips and hushed his moans. His deft hand motions as he felt and dressed up and that firecracker sexual energy. The way he looked even better when angry but never raising his voice or changing his polite tone.
Independent, educated, talented, proud, beautiful and sexy little Noah. "Fuck!" Alex muttered, "That special, Huh?" He repeated Des's statement.
"Fuck! Alex! You crazy stupid dumbass!" Alex chastised himself.
Alex set the car on gear and drove around the town thinking about how Noah was everything his hopeless romantic heart has been always looking for, but completely different from Enzo... his first love.
He had met Enzo while they were in the Baking and Pastry Program from Kendall College School of Culinary Arts. Enzo was pale, delicate skinned, brownish black hair, hazel brown eyes, thin and tall at 5' 10 with a heavily accented English and two years older to Alex. He was an introvert and kept to himself but a brilliant cook.
Alex, a single mother's child with a supportive elder sister, he was always surrounded with love and acceptance.
Yes! The three of them worked hard to reach where they were in life but it was full of laughter and happiness.
If Alex looked exceptionally handsome at 29, then he was drop dead gorgeous at 23. There was no way people wouldn't turn around and look at him, everyone but Enzo. Alex had a steady string of affairs and Enzo wasn't his type but still it miffed him to get ignored. Given everyone was not in for looks but Alex was also extremely friendly, funny and second in their batch... after Enzo, he wanted everyone to like him, especially Enzo.
"Hey! I am Alex... Alex Shields!" He took the initiative to engage with Enzo at the start of their second semester.
"I know you, Alex! I am Enzo... Vincenzo Costa!" Enzo gave Alex a dazzling lopsided toothy smile, his eyes crinkling, making him look adorable as hell.
That was the start of their deep personal friendship and open professional rivalry. They would try to one up each other in class and in internship programs but spend their free time together, talking, sharing, cooking and writing down new recipes.
Alex lived in his childhood home in Chicago, since his mother had moved to NJ with his stepdad and his sister was working in Dallas. Alex wanted to work in Dallas or NJ, to be close to family and then see where life took him.
Enzo stayed in the campus, his home and family was in Capraia, his laser focused dream to open a Gourmet Pastry Shop in Livorno.
In the night that changed everything, Alex was cleaning the kitchen after finishing the lamination process of folding and rolling butter into dough over and over again to create super-thin layers of the croissant sheets.
Enzo was cutting and rolling out the croissants, placing them in trays for the fermentation process.
Enzo couldn't take his eyes off Alex, his arm muscles dancing as he cleaned the steel surface, his face relaxed, the physical labour not stressful for him. Suddenly Alex started whistling, the unstructured sounds slowly forming into the tune of the song, I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas.
Enzo finished his task and rolled the stacks to the fermentation room.
When he came back, Alex was cleaning his section, his back to Enzo. His back muscles dancing under the white round neck shirt, he was humming the song.
For the first time in his life and after eight months of knowing Alex, Enzo was aroused by a man.
He didn't know how to process this completely alien feeling.
His being wanted to defy everything he believed to be right and he was taught he wanted, fight his years of upbringing, to touch Alex just once.
Against the world he knew and his own self, he wanted Alex, he wanted Alex Ayrancı travesti to be his man... the thought bringing a wave of lust followed by shame, he felt bile rise to his throat and he started gagging, feeling choked.
Alex looked around when he heard Enzo coughing and went to him immediately. He tried holding him but Enzo pushed him with enough force to make him stumble back and ran out of the kitchen, leaving a bewildered and angry Alex behind.
Alex finished his tasks, took his and Enzo's jackets, gave everything one last inspection and closed the kitchen. He shut the door and entered the lock key on the number pad and started walking up the alley to his place. Just a few steps away, in the now empty and dark alley behind the restaurant, he spotted Enzo, standing there shivering in his thin white crew shirt and the apron still tied on.
"What the fuck is going on with you, Man?" Alex said angrily as he covered him with his coat, in response Enzo attacked his lips. Enzo pushed and explored Alex's mouth with his tongue. Alex grabbed Enzo by his hair and neck, pushing him on the wall, pressing their hard bodies tightly.
Enzo played with his tongue placing it below Alex's tongue, and started to move it around. He got bolder when Alex's tongue started reciprocating his actions. Enzo put both his arms around Alex's neck and kept one palm gently on the nape, running his fingers softly through the buzz cut at the base of his neck. He moved his arms around Alex's hard muscular torso and started rubbing his back gently, pulling him towards him and making him moan.
Finally moving his hands on his muscular glutes and pulling him on his hard dick. Alex broke the rough kiss and placed his forehead on Enzo's, panting, every other part of them still tightly pressed on each other.
"What's happening?" He asked a breathless Enzo. "Fuck me!" He replied and kissed Alex again, roughly, licking his mouth and sucked his tongue. He snaked his hand between them and rubbed it on his body till he reached his fly and palmed his huge hard dick. "Fuck me with all of this!" He demanded.
The parts on how they reached home, got naked and on the bed was a blur of walking, stopping, kissing, touching and stripping.
Alex took Enzo's uncircumcised penis in his mouth, the sensation of being able to move the foreskin with his pursed lips and the different textures and tightness of the foreskin compared to the head was new and sensational. He felt the surface area of the head against his tongue enlarge through the foreskin, as he moved his head downwards, exposing more of the bellend, and loved the rhythm and feel of having a foreskin against his palm as he moved it up and down, making Enzo moan loud enough for his orthodox family in Italy to know he was about to engage in sodomy with a black man.
Enzo held Alex's head and fucked his mouth by humping upwards as he slipped his tongue between the foreskin and the bellend when it was fully rolled and then took him to the root. He came grunting loudly, taking Alex's name and swearing in Italian.
He hugged Alex and hid in his muscular pecs, panting and sweating, "Alex! Why is this happening to me? Make it stop! Please!" Alex hugged him closer and kissed his head, "Let's stop! Let's take it slow! It's okay Enzo. We can just stay like this tonight." He hugged Enzo tightly. "I want to touch you... I want to taste you... I want you inside me! It's driving me crazy... I want to die!" Enzo sobbed in his arms, his words muffled and unclear, his accent more pronounced.
"Hey! We sleep it out tonight and see how we feel tomorrow, baby steps." He covered them with the blanket and kissed Enzo's wet cheeks, drawing his face closer to his chest and shutting his eyes.
Alex woke up to an empty bed and a deserted apartment. He didn't want to but felt bad and betrayed by Enzo. He knew he was being irrational but he still couldn't help moping around the apartment, getting ready for class.
Enzo didn't show up to class or work making Alex worry about him, 'I want to die!' his words came back to him. Alex checked with their friends who stayed in the dormitory with Enzo and made his way to his room after work.
After a couple of knocks, Enzo opened the door. He was wet, his hair dripping, clean shaven and manscaped. The boys stared at each other's eyes at the door, frozen. "I was worried about you!" Alex started explaining his uninvited visit, but was stopped by Enzo's lips on his.
They went off like fire and dynamite, instant, hot and explosive, kissing each other senseless. Alex closed the door and stared at Enzo, who had thrown the towel tied to his waist and was standing naked, his chest and face shaved clean. "I want you... I was getting ready to come to your place!" Enzo Ayrancı travestileri looked Alex in the eyes and smiled his lopsided toothy smile.
As was with the boys that evening and for many months to come after that, everything blurred to a mash of bodies, lips, teeth, dick, hole, sex and moans, whenever they were alone.
Both landed on Enzo's mattresses, lying on their side. Their arms raised above them and their legs bent. Enzo had wrapped one of his legs around Alex's muscular torso, keeping the other one straight. This was the least painful anal penetration for Enzo, he was riding the biggest bull for his first rodeo. Their limbs were intertwined, kissing each other's skin. Alex kept adding lube, Enzo had clearly been shopping, as he slowly penetrated his huge sheathed dick into Enzo's small virgin hole. Enzo continued calling out Alex's name and moaning loudly, his dick rock hard and his body covered in sweat.
As Alex breached in and penetrated the first four inches into Enzo, he turned around and grabbed Alex's face and kissed him passionately, he bucked backwards and roughly took the remaining inches inside him in one push, his soft shaven ass on Alex's pelvis, this time making Alex moan into the kiss and grabbing him tightly around his waist and chest.
Alex slowly extracted his penis from Enzo and pushed back, hitting the prostate on his way in and out. Enzo didn't know what hit him but he rolled his eyes, shouted Alex's name and came untouched.
Alex felt every spasm of the orgasm on his dick, deep inside Enzo and came much earlier than he was used to. Both just laid there, interlaced and connected, not wanting to let go.
Alex withdrew from Enzo and turned around and threw the condom in the bin, when he came back to Enzo, he found his lover fast asleep, his hands tucked under his head, still on his side, his hole gaping and red.
"Fuck! What is happening between us?" Alex asked a sleeping Enzo, nervous to ask him when he was awake, too scared to hear that Enzo was experimenting in college with a big black cock. He had heard it before and it didn't bother him but this time, he knew it would hurt... it would hurt a lot.
Alex woke up to Enzo softly licking his dick, getting it hard in his mouth, just the head and a few inches.
"Enzo!" Alex moaned, running his fingers through Enzo's hair. "You taste good! You are now my favourite flavour!" Enzo smiled lopsidedly and went back licking and sucking Alex.
He moved on top of Alex, facing the opposite direction, like a reverse cowboy. Then leaned back, planting the palms of his hands by the sides of Alex's shoulders and tried to insert Alex's huge dick in his tiny lubricated hole. He kept falling on Alex, making both laugh. Alex got into regular doggy style, making Enzo bend on his hands and knees in front of him. He got on his knees behind him with his knees inside Enzo's legs. He raised one of his knees to a bent position, automatically raising Enzo's leg on the side. His thigh resting on his, making Enzo look like he was a dog peeing on a fire hydrant. Even in their heightened aroused state, it made both giggle. But as soon as Alex penetrated him, both boys lost any organised thoughts or ability to say intelligent words. Enzo moved forward and took Alex's huge dick out of him. He turned around and looked into Alex's eyes, pushed Alex in a sleeping position and rolled the condom off him. He didn't leave their eye contact as he lowered him on Alex, bare.
He started slow but his voice and speed grew as he fucked himself hard on Alex. The skin to skin contact, the heat coming off from the dark dick inside him and the way the naked dick rubbed inside him and his prostate, was unbelievable.
Alex had never gone bare with anyone but with Enzo he didn't worry about anything. He knew he was safe with Enzo. He held the thin waist of the beautiful man moving on him, looking at his hazel eyes and touching him all over his torso, playing with his nipples and belly button.
Enzo never closed his eyes with Alex, he looked at him irrespective of the position and he was very vocal. Enzo made Alex feel like a virgin, every time.
Enzo found how sex should actually feel like, the pleasure he felt inside him was far greater than ejaculations. He orgasmed harder, feeling dizzy, his entire body tingling and his mind going completely blank at that moment.
The weirdest thing of it all was that he didn't find any other man attractive, even big muscular black men. He tried looking at men, even at gym showers and in his class but no one made him feel like Alex.
In their first week together, these thoughts drove him up the wall but after spending time with Alex as a couple, Enzo forgot his worries, his past, his family's prejudices Travesti Ayrancı and the life he had to go back to. He realised unsurprisingly that he was in love with Alex.
Enzo was a screamer, his loud confirmation of every spec of pleasure he felt, made Alex feel like the sexiest man on the planet. If Alex kissed his neck holding his waist from behind, he would moan and push his butt to his dick. If Alex would kiss his lips lightly at a supermarket, Enzo would hum and smile lopsidedly. If Alex touched his hand in class, he would unconsciously weave their fingers together and continue to write with his left hand, his eyes never leaving the professor.
Sexually, they broke the bed and had to burn the mattress, but they were even better when platonically together.
They were tuned as one, learned and invented together, argued without offending and were extremely happy in each other's company.
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Enzo met Alex's family when they were visiting him for Christmas. They had moved into Alex's apartment, and he was happy to protect Enzo and introduce him as a roommate but Enzo opened up to his family's love and acceptance. Alex couldn't take his eyes off Enzo, smiling, cooking, talking, teaching Italian to Alex's sister and football to his stepfather.
On Christmas dinner, Des intercepted Alex in the kitchen, "Spill!"
He said, raising an eyebrow. Alex flushed, looked down and started giggling like a teenager. "That special, Huh!" Des hugged him. "Happy for you buddy, he is a keeper." He said and turned to leave when Enzo entered the kitchen with used plates.
Des looked at him and hugged him quickly, "Prenditi cura di lui!" He petted Enzo's head and left, who looked at Alex and gave him his lopsided smile, "Your brother in law wants me to take care of you! You want to be taken care of now or later?" He placed the plates on the kitchen counter and traced a finger from Alex's thigh to his lower lip, inserting it in his mouth. "We can disappear for a couple of minutes for a quickie!" Enzo brought Alex to him as he rested his ass on the counter.
"Enzo! What's happening between us? Where are we going with this?" Alex rubbed their stubbled faces, "You know where I am in this, don't you?" Alex whispered and touched their lips. "You are on top, Marito!" Enzo hummed like he always did when Alex cuddled him like this. "So now you think I am a plumber?" Alex joked. "Tu sei il mio uomo, stupido americano sexy!" Enzo mumbled and kissed Alex deeply. "I like sexy... not too sure about stupido!" Alex smiled and kissed Enzo into an Italian muttering fool.
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"Marito! Marito!" Enzo called Alex in the supermarket. Alex hurriedly walked with the trolley to Enzo hackling the poor staff, getting angry with her.
"Babe! Why are you bullying this good woman?" Alex grabbed Enzo by his waist with one hand and pulled him closer to him and away from the lady.
"I ask for an urk- uh- sir saws and she said she can't understand!" Enzo's accent was extremely strong, his cheeks were red and eyes round, and he looked sexy beyond words when irked.
"Sir! I don't know what your friend is talking about?" The lady shrugged.
"Boifrind!" Enzo said, making Alex smile, his accent making it difficult for even him to understand.
"Babe! What do you want? You come with me!" He started walking away with Enzo after apologising to the nice lady.
"Des said he wanted to try my shepherd pie and I want the British sauce... uhh! us- te- sir saws!" With Alex, Enzo started giggling at his pronunciation and then both started laughing.
"Worcestershire sauce! Vu-stuh-shuh! "Alex pronounced it for Enzo. He tried to say it multiple times with Alex, failed miserably and got kissed every time he pouted his lips to say "Vu!"
"Fuck! I love you!" Alex blurted out. Enzo gave him his lopsided smile and moved to the checkout counter.
As they were loading the car at the parking lot, Alex got riled up with his overthinking. He grabbed Enzo and made him look at him, "I know it's not the most romantic place and it just came out of nowhere but I mean it, I love you! Enzo!"
He looked at Alex, kissed his cheek and said, "I know Marito!" And closed the trunk and walked to the driver side.
Alex followed him determined to talk about this. "And?" He said hands on his hip.
"And What, Marito!" Enzo smiled at Alex, squinting his eyes at the sunlight. "You have nothing to say?" Alex insisted.
"You stupido American!" Enzo tapped Alex's forehead with his fingers. "How long are we together?" He asked. "Twenty months and four days!" Came a swift and weirdly precise answer from Alex making Enzo smile. "How long have I been calling you Marito?" He asked. "About a year... I suppose, since last Christmas!" Alex didn't know why Enzo was derailing his conversation. "You look up what it means!" Enzo said and sat in the car, ready to drive off.
Alex grimaced and typed Marito in his phone.
The word 'Husband' flashed as the first result, making Alex smile ear to ear like a fool, in the middle of a mall garage.