The Tourist

Chapter 4: A Passing Glance

'There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved'. Those words come from the great George Sand. I moved out of my adopted home when I was sixteen. It was not about my family. I love them with all my heart, but I felt like I was ready to take on the world. With that came my favorite hobby, I love to travel, and see new places and things

Before I headed out to Europe, I did my part around the house, and made sure this apartment was clean before I left. I swept and moped the floors, cleaned the bathroom and kitchen, and cleaned my room. Kyle says not to worry about his room. He keeps it pretty tidy on his own. With that done, and catching an Uber to the airport, I'm ready to travel

I was given a plane ticket to Naples for my birthday by my adopted parents, and I wanted to use it. I arrived a few days early as requested by the tour company to get rid of the jet lag. Yet Naples was not my destination, it was Capri. When I got to the hotel, I got a text from Kyle hoping that I made it safe, and that I did a very good job cleaning the flat

'It's my home too,' I thought,

I smiled warmly to the message of him telling me to have fun in Italy. With a thank you and a smile emoji to him, I charged my phone and got ready for the day tomorrow since that is when the tour guide is coming by to pick me up with the tour group. The next morning after a shower, I dried off and ready to start my day. I am so excited to go to Capri

I wore light grey multi-pocket cargo shorts that function as makeshift swim trunks, and a dark grey t-shirt from one of my previous travels a couple years ago: New Zealand. My tour guide's name is Andrea. A European Badger wearing round wireframe glasses, a black t-shirt and jeans. The badger looked at his papers like he was confirming something.

He walked up to where I was sitting in the hotel lobby enjoying a cup of coffee, "Are you Nico?" he asked, his accent is sexy music to my earholes. I looked up to the tall badger, and nodded with a single nod with a grin to him. In my sandals, it is polite to assume that everyone is going to be taller than me. I don't mind, "this is good, the bus is waiting,"

"Oh! Oops, sorry!"

"No worries, Nico, you have ten minutes," he replied with a chuckle, I finished my coffee and got on the bus with the rest of the people on the tour. There was a mix of French, Spanish, and German being spoken on the small bus. I was the only American, and everyone on the bus is much older than me. Andrea looked to be in his mid-twenties or older

The only company I had sitting next to me was my backpack. The bus trip was brief with Andrea explaining the travel plans, and how we should all stay together, and try not to get lost. From the bus, we got onto a ferry and made it to the island. Andrea tells us to try not to get lost, but this is a city I want to get lost in. I've never seen anything like this

I met up with the tour group at La Piazzetta. My parents set up my reservation at the Hotel La Minerva. This is why I love them. They look out for me. As I was looking around my surroundings, I pulled out a small notepad from a pocket in the side of my backpack, jotting down notes of places to go and things to do while I am on this wonderful island.

'I knew it' I concluded

There is Andrea. As the tour group was going their own ways to their booked hotels, I caught him checking me out. Andrea lightly smiled to me. I lightly smiled back to tell him that it's okay, and that I wasn't offended. It goes to show you don't have to speak to flirt. I jotted down places like Villa Jovis and the Blue Grotto as places to see while I'm here.

I read online that there is a nude beach near the Via Krupp. That sounds like fun too. Until then, I went to check into the hotel and decided to take a walk around the city. The people here are very friendly, and the weather feels just like home. Capri is known for it's restaurants and upscale shopping scene. My belly complained to me, "Alright, alright,"

With a search on my phone, I got a list of restaurants in the area. My parents recommended 'Da Tonino'. Upon their recommendations, the lobster risotto was to die for and not too pricey. I went up to my hotel room after a meal, settled in for the night. As I slept nude on top of the sheets, I figured I needed to be thrifty with my money while I am here.

'Capri is expensive' I thought

The next morning after a shower and brush of my teeth, I pulled up by tan khaki cargo shorts and pulled down a purple tie-dye t-shirt. Today was my trip to see the 'Villa Jovis'. These are the ruins of the palace of the Roman Emperor Tiberius. Andrea was explaining the significance of the Palace to the group while I'm going off on my own to see the site.

I stayed within sight of him, and the rest of the tour group. Everyone went their own ways, and we were to meet at the entrance at two o'clock. I decided to use my handy little notepad. I waited, and bought my time. Andrea spotted me. His brown eyes are warm, and his frame a balance of lean and toned muscle. He smiled lightly, and made an air kiss

I winked to earn a chuckle from Andrea. It was my turn. I wrote a message to him on my notepad, and walked over to give the piece of paper to him. It read: 'Room 3, Hotel La Minerva, four o'clock? The door will be unlocked'. He looked at the message, and then at me. He smiled a small, seductive grin, and a made a nod, putting the note in his pocket.

'Right at my nap' I thought

It must be refreshing for him to see someone within his range in a tourist group. When I got back to the hotel, I brushed my teeth to prepare for him and laid on my belly in the nude with a bent left leg, and rested my cheek on the pillow with my hands behind it and I dozed off into my nap. The hours flew by. My earholes soon heard the sound of a door

The sound of the door was slow, but I was not awakened as he slowly closed the door behind him. His steps were slow as he was walking toward the right side of the bed. I felt gentle fingertips caressed the back of my right leg to my butt. His fingertips stroked back and forth on the right side of my butt. He stopped for just a moment to unzip his jeans.

He was slowly stroking to stiffen himself. His touch came back as a caressing hand to my right butt-cheek, and then his touch began to move to my left. It was then that I slowly began to awaken as his hand caressed me from part of the back of my right leg, and off my butt making a very light wiggle. I slowly began to turn to rest on my hip to face him.

I mouthed the word 'Hi'. He smiled

His hand touched off my shoulder, and then was placed on top of my head. I laid on my belly with legs spread, and my right leg bent. I closed my eyes as I began to go down on him with his gentle hand at the back of my head. My hands switched as I gently held his piece while I pleasured him. His hand caressed off my head as I gently stroked his piece

As he was taking off his shirt, I moved over on the bed and rested on my right hip with my left arm draped over my belly as I looked up at him. His pants came down next, and he rested on the bed, sitting back on the pillow. I rested to the side of his left leg, and I went down on him again. His loving and soft was touching, and lightly grabbing my butt.

Andrea has a nice touch to him. I really like that. I rested on my forearm while my other hand was onto holding his piece at the base. I slowly rocked my head from side-to-side as I was giving it to him. I switched positions. Now I was laying with my head between his legs, and left leg bent he was laying on the pillows with his right hand behind his head

"Una piccola foca così carina" he purred

His right hand was near his right hip, and my chest moved with the motion of my head as I going down on a third session of pleasure. He breathing was even, and filled with a gentle lust. He sat up a bit from the pillow as I stopped, "Are you ready?" he asked mixing a whisper with a purr. I was unsure seeing the size as his hand touched my shoulder.

He was touching my butt and rubbing the left butt-cheek in a slow, circular motion,"I don't know if I can handle this much," I replied back, keeping my voice down to a tone just above a whisper, but below my normal tone. Andrea smiled a small, toothed grin to me. His right hand lightly graced off my left upper arm. Andrea brought a 'cover' for this part

"Do not worry, I will take my time," he assured me, he put on the 'protection', and I was on my knees and elbows with my hands at the pillows while he was on his knees behind me. Andrea's hand was at my lower back. He slowly inserted it into the hole. He went in slowly. His hands are on my butt. Then it was just his left hand, and his right to the side.

"Oh...," I lightly moaned at the size

It did not take long for Andrea to find his rhythm. He began to sped his pace up a little. One hand would be holding my right ankle. His left was holding the lower left side of my back. Each pelvic thrust was hitting against me, and my 'trunk' and 'pair' swayed in rhythm with his thrusts. I feel my butt lightly wiggle to every thrust as I held onto the pillows

Part of me was fearing this handsome badger might rip me in half. His right hand would give my butt a light tap on top of the right butt-cheek, and then on top of the left, while he was thrusting into me. My butt wiggled even faster now. He was picking up the pace, going faster. The room filled with my carnal moans. My 'trunk' swayed in perfect timing.

I reached my hand behind me to touch his back to signal to him, "Wait...wait, let's take it easy now," I requested between breaths. Andrea stopped, and we tried out a new type of position to me called 'Cowgirl'. With my hands on his muscled abs and straddling him, Andrea went in for round two. My moans were a bit softer, but it this feels just heavenly.

"Let us try this," Andrea whispered

I have heard of it. It's called 'Reverse Cowgirl'. My eyes felt permanently closed as my 'trunk' and 'parts' swayed up and down to each thrust. When he was done, I fell off to the side to the bed with a light 'fluff', and laid on my belly. My big brown eyes looked at him laying on his hip. I grinned warmly, "So cute" he purred, kissing both of my butt-cheeks

I lightly moaned feeling the kisses on my butt. He chuckled a low masculine chuckle as his kiss went up my back, and I turned to look back and kiss him. He broke away, but still kept his lips close, "Oh no, I almost forgot, how terribly rude of me," he said, keeping his voice down. I looked over at him with concern, "I did not give you fellatio," said Andrea

"Come now, I insist," he purred, I grinned sweetly back his request. I slowly turned to rest on my hip on my left side with my left leg bent inward, and my right leg bent up and inward. My left arm draped over my belly, and my right forearm supporting me. I laid on my back with my legs slightly spread. I made a giggle as he kissed the tip of my 'trunk'.

"Perfect," he purred, going down on me

When he gets to the tip, my uncut 'trunk' will flop out. He chuckled very lightly, and he picked it back up to go down on it again. It feels so good. I made up my mind not to tell anyone. When he was done, I turned over to lay back on my belly as I find it very comfortable, "Would you like a walk on the beach?" he offered, I smiled warmly and I nodded.

"All you need is a towel," he said, grinning back as he caressed my cheek, my butt lighlty wiggled as his fingers caressed off my butt as he got off the bed. He wrapped his lower half with a white towel. I did the same to myself with the towel I brought. We walked out of the hotel. The staff might think we are going to the pool, but it is some place better.

Andrea walked me over to his car. It was a blue Ferrari 575M Maranello, "It belonged to my father," said Andrea, I didn't want to go into his past. My Nissan came as part of the 'family car inheritance program'. The badger smirked a grin, and I got in. He drove to the nude beach near Via Krupp. He parked, and I saw there were a few locals on the beach

"Do you know places like this?" he asked,

"I know of a few," I replied, and I undid my towel. We laid down our towels, and I looked out at the beautiful turquoise waters. We walked along the nude beach. Andrea took a moment to admire me, and I to admire him. His flaccid piece lightly swayed. His fingers graced down off my butt. I looked down at it, and smiled up at him as we enjoyed a walk