In the streets of Naples - Chapter 3

Nikki was ready... He'd spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready. It was completely stupid and he knew it. This guy was just a one-night stand or a vacation, nothing more. But he hadn't felt such great pleasure in quite some time. He'd always loved to feel the excitement in another's eyes. And this guy on the beach was clearly horny and exciting. It had been over two hours since Nikki had been in her bathroom. It was clean, scrubbed and ready for anything that could happen on a romantic guy's night out. He had on his black T-shirt with jeans that showed off his chiseled body. He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile, telling himself he didn't look half bad.

Nikki was quietly making his way to the beach where he'd met this guy. Hell, he didn't even know his name and yet everything pointed to him being close to the crush. He was smiling at everyone he passed. Honestly, Nikki had a problem with love. As soon as a guy showed an ounce of desire for him, he was sure he was the one. In short, he was totally unstable emotionally. His analytical work hadn't yet gone far enough for him to realize this completely. Of course, he knew that this guy was probably going to be one more blow, but inwardly, he hoped it was the right one.

The guy was there... He was now dressed, but his clothes were close-fitting and made him look even more desirable. They chatted for a few moments about the evening's plan: beach restaurant and then Paulo, for that was his first name, suggested that Nikki drop by his place. The evening went perfectly.... The supions were delicious, the wine intoxicating and Nikki and Paulo seemed to be getting on famously. The restaurant was filled with their laughter. The glances they exchanged were more and more complicit. The meal was drawing to a close and it all seemed so logical... they had to finish the evening together. Paulo's apartment was not far away. Nikki walked along, holding Paulo's hand and kissing the back of his neck. His heart was beating 100 times an hour... He knew he shouldn't let himself go like that. But how fucking good it felt to feel wanted, to feel loved...

Arriving at Paulo's, things went according to plan. They were soon naked in the living room. Paulo got down on his knees and began taking Nikki's sex into his mouth. Nikki's moans indicated that he was taking infinite pleasure. He placed his hands on Paulo's head to give her the desired rhythm. This was going to be a torrid evening, as well as a romantic one. Nikki had quite a bit of experience with guys, but here, he felt something special. As if Paulo was the one. When Paulo suggested going to his room, Nikki agreed... He had no desire to refuse.

He lay back on the bed and Paulo quickly found a way to give him pleasure. Nikki's nipples became the object of all his attention. Nikki's reactions clearly indicated that this part of her body was her weak point. Paulo's ass was level with her face, allowing him to explore her round. Everything indicated that both were preparing to go further.

Nikki was lying on the bed, completely naked and fully overwhelmed by pleasure. Paulo suggested tying his hands to spice up the evening. He told her he dreamed of riding him tied up. The idea of seeing this guy so handsome, so kind, so caring on the end of his cock, going back and forth moaning with pleasure drove Nikki totally crazy. He nodded his agreement. Paulo fetched a pair of handcuffs. A pair of handcuffs... this turned Nikki on so much, this form of bestiality he was no longer used to. Paulo really was the perfect guy. Paulo tied Nikki's first hand and then the second. Between each movement, his fingers worked Nikki's nipples, driving him even crazier with desire. Paulo stood up and placed his legs between Nikki's hips. Nikki knew he was going to bend down and sink progressively onto his cock. He tried to hold back. He was so excited that he knew he was capable of jumping off even before he had Paulo's ass inside him. Nikki closed her eyes to try and keep control.

At that moment, he felt an excruciating pain in his abs, then in his solar plexus. He opened his eyes again and saw Paulo beating him with his fists. He would have liked to ask him why. He would have liked an explanation, but Paulo was punching, punching, punching... The marks of the fists were beginning to show on his abs. Pain invaded Nikki. He felt like throwing up but wanted to try to fight back. He still had his legs, but Paulo quickly tied them with rope. This evening of pleasure, this first evening of relaxation, this evening when Nikki thought she'd found the man of her life, was turning into a nightmare. Nikki felt his strength diminish with each blow. He had no idea what was going on. He had every intention of asking Paulo what was going on, why he was hurting him so much. But all that came out of his mouth were cries of pain. While he was almost unconscious, he had time to see Paulo snatch his wallet and jewelry. Damn! To think it was for this guy that Nikki had made herself beautiful.

Paulo had what he wanted. He delivered a final blow to Nikki's red, almost blue belly, then put him out of action for good with a violent right hook. Nikki collapsed lifeless on the bed.

For a few seconds, Paulo didn't move. He had what he wanted. He glanced at his booty. The jewels were junk and the wallet only contained 250 euros. So much for that. He wasn't going to be able to pay off his debts to the gang with so little money. He was furious. He stared at the lifeless body of his adversary. It was beautiful, of course, but the only reason he'd approached it was because he was sure Nikki had left that luxurious hotel. To have wasted her time, to have been forced to suck off a guy just for this.

Anger began to invade him. What the hell was he going to do with that bastard? He paused for a moment to think of an effective solution, and then the obvious came to him. The discharge...