I was introduced to Antonio by a mutual friend and after some talking he invited me to his south London flat. I think I remember an offer to “show me his butterfly collection” but a zip fly might have been mentioned. Anyway I go over to his and this sexy Italian beef greets me topless, in loose sweatpants. He is fit, beautifully hairy, with a touch of white in his beard and clearly eager to show me the rest of himself. He whops out a magnificent cock, a good 8”, uncut, thick, slightly curving upwards, and begins to stoke himself. I can’t help myself and lend a hand for a bit; I hold and stroke that Sardinian cock, kicking in my hold and turning into stone. My mouth is so dry that I ask for a time out and some juice, I get my drink and then Antonio stands over me and starts stroking himself again; he works himself and finally he unloads a massive amount of spunk over me.