Romano Vargas the personification of South Italy was pissed. Once again the nations of the world were having a meeting and he wasn't invited. He was a nation too damn it he had a right to go. So Romano got dressed into a nice shirt and tie, went downstairs and yelled at younger brother Feli aka North Italy.
"Fratellino! I am going to that meeting and there is not a damn thing you can say otherwise!!!"
Needless to say Italy agreed to let Romano come. Italy did not want to face his brother's wrath. Italy and Romano got into Italy's car and together they dragged raced like a pair of mofos through the streets to the World Meeting, possibly breaking traffic laws and harming innocent pedestrians along the way.
When the Italy brothers arrived Feli immediately ran over to his friends Germany & Japan, while Romano stayed against a wall trying to hide from the......
from.......The Damn Tomato Bastard.
Romano rolled his eyes as Spain come out of no where and hugged him.
"GET OFF ME BASTARD!"
Spain stayed around Romano anyway chatting to him and trying to hug him. Romano just kept ignoring Spain, cursing at him and finally chigi'd him in the stomach. Right about then a bell rang to signal the start of the World Meeting and all the nations filed into the room to take their seats. Romano was sitting next to Italy and Greece who sat down and immediately fell asleep.
The meeting was a circus as usual. France and England started bickering with each other and ended up cat fighting in a corner, America was spouting nonsense while shoving food into his mouth, Japan, China, & Russia were arguing privately about territories in the Pacific, Prussia was annoying a pissed off Germany who was chasing a pantless Italy around the meeting room, and all the other nations were doing whatever. Talk about utter chaos.
Romano put his head down on the table, all the noise was starting to give him a headache and he felt really warm, almost too warm, especially in his crotch area. Romano ignored it, blaming all the noise and stupid people. Eventually Germany and England got the room back into order and England began a real boring lecture about the European Union. Romano tried to listen but he was getting uncomfortably warm and it was really starting to piss him off. He suddenly realized what was happening and he tried his best to focus and ignore the building urge in his vital regions.
Thirty minutes into the lecture Romano's cheeks had a faint blush on them and if anyone sitting close to him had bothered to notice he was sweating and his legs were crossed over his very erect, burning penis. He should have known better of all the damn times why did Mt. Etna decide to get close to erupting now?! He would just have to hide it until the meeting was over how long could the Tea Drinking Bastard lecture?!? Suddenly Romano clenched his jaw as powerful burning spasm shot throw his dick and he felt the front of his pants become drenched with his seed.
F*CK! This is not good!
Romano carefully leaned over to his little brother poking him on the shoulder and whispering quietly into Italy's ear.
Italy however was clueless as ever turned to his brother and in a rather loud voice said.
"What? Did you soak your pants again Fratello?"
Romano punched Italy in the arm and froze. The room went silent and all eyes were on the elder Italian. Romano sat there blushing not knowing what to say. He was pretty sure France & Prussia were trying to see under the table to see what Italy meant. After a few awkward moments, Spain stood and swiftly walked over to Romano. The Spaniard tore off his shirt, placing it in Romano's lap to conceal the "issue". Spain then picked Romano up bridal style and carried him out of the meeting hall to the nearest bathroom as Prussia and France called out dirty phrases.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU BASTARD!!!" Romano screamed once Spain had locked them in the bathroom. Romano still had Spain's shirt tightly wrapped around his still full erect crotch.
"What happened Lovi? Did you have an accident?"
"GET OUT TOMATO BASTARD! I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF THIS MYSELF!"
"But why do it yourself" ........Spain walked up and grabbed Romano, shoving him gently against the bathroom wall........"when I can help make it even better."
With that the two of them began a fierce make out session. Spain was eagerly licking and kissing at the Italians lips, trying to open them so he could slide his tongue in. After a few minutes, Romano parted his lips enough and let their tongues intertwine and dance in a heated French kiss. As the Frenching got more heated, Spain carefully reached a hand down to Romano's semen soaked pants, unzipping them and sliding them down to Romano's ankles. And for the hell of it removed his own pants which were starting to strain his growing erection.
"A-aah, y-you.....bastard" Romano moaned into the kiss. Mt. Etna's ongoing eruption was making him very horny, god his dick was throbbing with all the pent up power. Romano tried to ease this tension by bucking his hips against the larger man, roughly grinding their arousals together in such away it made both men moan.
"L-lovi.....nngh! t-turn around" As Romano turned around, Spain pulled off Romano's polka-dotted boxers. This caused the Italian to moan as his burning cock was exposed to the cool air of the bathroom. Romano placed both his hands on the vanity around the sink suggestively wiggling his ass at Spain as he whispered in a lustful husky voice, "Come get me.....Toni".
Spain could not resist such naughty words from his little Italian lover. He came up behind Romano, placing his left hand on the smaller man's hips as the right reached around to grab Romano's aching cock. Romano arched his back as Spain touched him mewling a bit at the increased pressure on his already tension erection. Spain slowly began stroking Romano's length, moving at a snail's pace up and down and every once in awhile teasing the sensitive tip. When Romano starting thrusting into Spain's hand he picked up the pace, stroking his lover's arousal faster, harder, watching as the Italian's dick started dripping with pre-cum. Romano sat there, squirming and moaning, throwing his head back as he was touched so badly.
"Fuck! You d-d-damn bastard.....f-fuck me already!"
"Uno momento mi amore......first things first~ " Spain took his hand away from Romano's arousal, slowly working that hand back to Romano's tight entrance, rubbing his thumb across the hole before shoving a finger deep inside, the sensation made Romano hiss with pain. Spain whispered soft, calming Spanish phrases in the young man's ear as he worked that finger in deeper, only when Romano began lightly thrusting back into the finger did he add another, causing the Italian to cry out in pain as Spain scissored the two fingers inside Romano.
"It's alright Lovi......almost there" .......Romano decided to lessen his pain, taking his dick in hand and jerking off in sync with Spain's fingers. Spain smirked as he saw his lover losing control in such a manner, seeing the Italian acting like this made Spain's dick pulse with arousal. He could no longer take it. Spain quickly removed his fingers, shoving his boxers down to the floor as he rubbed his hardened manhood against Roman's prepped hole.
"A-aah....Oh! T-toni.....fuck you and your games! g-get on with it! FUCK!"
"As you wish mi amor~" And with those words Spain gentle pushed himself into Romano's tight heat, the sensation making both men groan in need.
"D-damn it L-lovi.....so t-tight" Spain panted as his arousal was being swallowed and squeezed by Romano's inner walls. He was so tempted to just start pounding his former ward into the bathroom sink, but Spain was not that type of guy. So he waited a few moments until Romano gently thrust his hips back toward Spain. That little signal was all the motivation the Spaniard needed to start thrusting passionately into his love.
Romano was on cloud nine. He moaned loudly as he felt Spain pounding his insides, even if Spain was a bastard, at least he was Romano's bastard. Spain's continued thrusting made Romano moan louder and louder until, "AAAAH! THERE! FUCK! ME! THERE! ANTONIO!" Spain had found Romano's prostate. Being the passionate lover that he is Spain complied and slammed his throbbing cock perfectly against Romano's prostate each time sending sparks of fire up the Italian's spine. Romano at this point was so far gone he could only wantonly grunt and stroke his aching cock as Spain got closer and closer to sending him over the edge.
After a few more minutes of hard core fucking Spain came hard inside Romano, filling him to the brim as Romano violently spilled his seed all over the bathroom vanity and floor, his arousal finally going limp. Both men leaned heavily on the sink, basking in the after glow of their orgasim sharing a sweet loving kiss.
Ten minutes passed before they tried to move, they cleaned themselves and dressed as best they could, together they exited the bathroom. Spain turned to Romano giving him a sheepish look.
"Hey Lovi.......how about we call it a day and go home? Just in case Mt. Etna needs more....attention"
"WHY YOU GOD DAMN STUPID TOMATO LOVING SON OF A BIT----...............*sigh* Fine.....let's go home .......bastard."
Together they left the building. Little did they know someone else had plans that night.
"Ahonhonhon~ Did you get ze video mon ami?"
Ksesesesese! Ze Awesome me totally did........tonight we post their Sex-capades on MEIN AWESOME BLOG!"
Needless to say there would be a very pissed Italian chasing after France & Prussia tomorrow XD