There was something always about this, at Carnivale and in the dark twists and turns of alleys in Venice, that Tonio loved. Usually it was the noises they made, the hands in his hair as he sucked their cocks and made them squirm beneath his tongue.

Smiling at the way Demetri hissed, Tonio rolled his tongue round the tip of his cock. Stroking him firmly, he began to move his head taking more and more of him in as his tongue caressed Demetri''s cock. He smirked at the comment, he'd stop before it got to that point naturally but it was always good to see others lose control and know he had done that to them.