ITALIAN BROTHERS 3 ENRICO PICCIN by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2005 written on February 2, 1996 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Dave
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"ITALIAN BROTHERS 3 - ENRICO PICCIN" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 6 . The handsome groom
Going back home for the week ends or for the holidays, Enrico met the new stable groom his father had hired for his service. He was a boy of his same age and the first time he saw him, Enrico felt bewitched. The groom had a sound body, elegant, very erotic and provoking in his tight livery. Enrico felt strongly attracted by him, but three things held him back - the first being that Enrico during that period he was having a relationship with Samuele, and later with Otello, and Enrico was a faithful person. The second is that he noticed several times Tonio, the young groom, flirting with the house maids; he therefore deduced that the young man could not be a lover of the forbidden sex as he was. And third, he could see him only for short periods, when he came back home from Padova.
Anyway he liked looking at him, caressing with his eyes the beautiful and provoking body, lingering with his glances on the agreeable and generous curve adorning his plush breeches at the level of his pubes. Tonio had eyes that seemed like those of an affectionate and faithful dog, and had a warm smile. He had beautiful lips and a face that was virile and yet sweet.
When Enrico was back home after his break off with Otello, again seeing Tonio and desiring him was one and only thing, even though he thought he could not have the groom. But Tonio started to fill his erotic fantasies. And this grew when, after he graduated at the university, he went back to live in Vicenza.
Tonio was one of the most erotic males Enrico ever saw. Even when he met with Carlo Poma for their secret reunions of patriots, there were men attracting Enrico, but none of them had ever given to Enrico the subtle pleasure that the handsome groom gave him just being near to him. Therefore Enrico, for some months, contented himself to just daydream about the handsome groom.
An evening, thinking he forgot one of his books inside the little gig he used in the afternoon, wearing his dressing-gown and slippers, went down to the coach-house to look for it. When he entered the shed, unwillingly without making any noise, he saw a scene that made him stop still at the door. In a corner of the coach-house, behind an old coach no longer in use for years, there was a lamp put on the footboard.
And, nearby, there was Tonio, the handsome groom, with his livery breeches half-way down, his legs a little apart, his fists on his hips, his pelvis stretched out and his firm member, beautifully erect and hard - the lamp projected its shadow on the wall and it seemed huge. Kneeling in front of him the stable boy, a sixteen year old lad, was busying himself to give him pleasure with his mouth! Enrico felt his blood boiling with desire toward the handsome groom, a yen that overpoweringly flared up again. He stayed there to look fascinated at the scene - that beautiful, turgid member slipping between the lips of the boy was an arousing vision.
After a while Tonio stretched out a hand to caress the rebel mane of the boy, moaned slightly and started to wave his pelvis back and forth with obvious pleasure. "I like you..." he murmured hoarsely. The big stable boy moaned and Enrico noticed he was swiftly masturbating himself. He desired being in the place of the stable boy.
When the boy had satisfied the young man, noisily gulping down the fruit of his labor, Tonio tidied himself up. He deeply kissed the boy on his mouth caressing his genitals then his buttocks and said, "When it will be no more hurting, you will give me again your sweet ass?" "Yes, Tonio." the boy murmured. The groom kissed him again, then gave him a slap on the ass and sent him away. The boy left through the other door, the one connecting with the stable.
Then Enrico entered the shed. Tonio greeted him with unconcerned air and was about to leave, but Enrico promptly stopped him taking him by his arm, "Tonio, I saw all you were doing with Renzino, you know?" said, but without threat in his voice.
"With Renzino? Me, young master?" the groom said trying to look stupefied, pretending not to understand.
At the denial attempt of the other, Enrico added, "Come on! I saw everything, you know? I've been standing there a good while."
Tonio turned pale and started to tremble, "Don't ruin me, young master... I didn't force the boy... he too loves doing it... I too love it, but... I didn't do him wrong. Don't ruin me, please!"
"If you will be totally sincere with me..."
"Sure! Sure, young master!" Tonio answered trembling.
"So, then, you like only males?"
"Yes, sir." the young man answered lowering his eyes, in shame.
"Besides Renzino, did you do it with others, here?"
"I... up to one year ago... with Carlo the gardener. Then he moved away, as you know. And then, after him, with Renzino; but when I asked him, he at once willingly agreed. And nobody else, I swear."
"I believe you. But... did you ever feel the desire to do it with some other person, in this house?"
"Well... just the desire... well, yes."
"And with whom?"
"With the son of the governess of your mother, the Beppe, but he likes only girls."
"And then?"
"And then nobody else." Tonio said, but he blushed so violently that Enrico started to feel hope.
"You swore to tell me all the truth." he severely remembered him.
"Young master... do you promise you will not punish me?"
"Yes, I promise, sure."
"You swear?"
"My word is not enough?"
"Yes, yes, sure. Well, I... I had a small thought about..."
"About?" Enrico encouraged him.
"About you, young master." at last Tonio admitted in a low voice, lowering his eyes and blushing again violently.
"And I desire you, Tonio!" Enrico then said, merrily.
The groom rolled his eyes, started to tremble even more than before, then asked, almost having difficulty to emit his voice, "Are you taking me for a ride, young master?"
"Why? Not at all. It is for years that I desire you, Tonio. Why don't you find some time, tomorrow, to come to visit me, in my room?"
"At your place, young master? I really can?"
"Certainly."
"What time do you want to see me?"
"Why don't you come to wake me up? At seven 'o clock?"
"At seven 'o clock, yes."
The following morning at seven, Enrico was already awake. When Tonio knocked at his door, he made him enter.
"Close the door with the bolt and come to sit here, near me." Enrico said him, sitting up on his bed.
He pulled out his night shirt and was bare chest. Tonio, carefully closed the door and went to sit on the edge of the bed near Enrico, who caressed him between his legs and felt that Tonio was already aroused, as he also was, anyway.
"Are you happy being here with me?" he asked.
"I still can't believe it!"
"What would you like to do, with me?" Enrico asked, caressing him with full desire.
"Everything! Oh yes, everything, young master" the groom said with a low voice, quivering for the intimate caresses.
"Good. Undress, then, and come on the bed with me." Enrico told him, more and more excited.
The young man stood up, freed himself rapidly of the livery and Enrico noticed with pleasure that he was really well built. He pushed aside the sheet in an invitation gesture.
Tonio looked at his naked body, at his erection and said, "For all the saints of heaven! I can't believe it. You are so beautiful, young master!"
"Why don't you come here?" Enrico gently invited him with a smile full of promises.
"Oh, yes... oh, yes!" the young man said and climbed the bed going between the arms of Enrico. They kissed intimately and played gently with their tongues.
"I didn't dare to hope this, you know? I always saw you flirting with girls! Happily I saw you also with Renzino." Enrico told him, while caressing his pulsating genitals.
Tonio smiled and shook his head, "That, young master, was just a mask. People like me, you know, have to be careful not to let understand how they are."
"But you right seemed a girl's hunter..."
"And on the contrary... this one yes, it makes me lose my head!" the groom said caressing Enrico's virility, then lowered to kiss it, to lick it with eager pleasure.
Enrico turned around to give him back the same caress. Tonio moaned, prey of pleasure. When Enrico tickled the hole between the firm and small buttocks, Tonio quivered.
"You want me?" he asked, a light of hope in his eyes.
"Yes, I want you, Tonio. But then it will be you to take me, alright?"
"With pleasure, young master, with real pleasure."
And so Tonio and Enrico became lovers. Tonio was hot and passionate.
He assured Enrico that he broke off with Renzino, "Now that I am with you, nobody else interests me. You are so... I'm not able to explain myself, but you are giving me everything I could dream of, and even more. You are a unique lover! You make me feel in paradise, really!"
"You too, Tonio. And now it is three months since we are lovers - I would like you to treat me without formality."
"Me to you? It is not possible, I am a servant, and you are the master."
"In love there is neither servant nor master - I am a male, you are a male. We have the same age. We like doing the same things. I love you. Don't you love me?"
"I adore you, worship you, really! But you are the master and I am the servant, we were born in this way, we cannot help it."
"But I take you and you take me. Where is the difference?"
"You take me and I adore being yours; you have the courtesy to give yourself to me and I'm deeply grateful to you. But you are the master and I the servant, we can't help it!" Tonio repeated, caressing him.
Enrico renounced to insist. He asked, "But you, Tonio, when did you discovered that you like more doing it with a male?"
"It is not more, young master - I like doing it only with males! I was fourteen years old."
"And how did it happen?"
"Well... I was working for two years as a handyman in a candles factory in Valdagno and as my family moved back to Recoaro I went to sleep with other workers in a room of the factory. And a night, one of the workers came under my blanket and touched me and I liked it, so he lowered my breeches and... he took me. I loved it. So the rumor spread that I did not make a fuss and that I liked doing quite everything, thus I started to meet their yen, in the night, in the dark..." Tonio giggled, "They were seven and each of them liked doing it in a different way, you can say. It was amusing. I never again spent a single night in my sleeping sack. When at night we went back in our sleeping room, one of them made me a sign so I went in his sack and remained with him till the morning. And they made me gifts, and when we ate, they gave me the best morsels."
"You never fell in love?"
"Yes, with one of the workers. His name was Marco and each time I went in his sack, he always treated me as a precious thing and I liked him very much. But he was married and told me he was fond of me, but that I was for him just a relief because he was far from his wife... And he hoped to be able to have her there in Valdagno and to stay with her. He was really skilled in making love... almost like you, young master."
"Almost, you say?"
"Yes, because you... I can feel that you prefer males, so with you it is a lot better."
"Did Marco let you take him?"
"No, not him. Two of them, provided that the others didn't know... Anyway in the dark the others could not see."
The months were passing, Enrico tried to make Tonio change his mind but all was useless. Tonio made love with him with genuine enthusiasm, but to Enrico speeches Tonio reaffirmed that they were servant and master.
Enrico obtained to have Tonio as his personal valet, so that they could unite every day without problems. Tonio was happy for this change. When Enrico went on holiday, of course took with him his handsome valet. He spent enchanted days in the strong arms of the passionate groom, who gave himself and took him with the same passion.
When they were back to Vicenza, Tonio said, "Ah, young master, if it existed a land where two men could unite like in a marriage! Wouldn't it be great?"
"Would you unite to me in that way?"
"If I was not a servant, or you were one, yes, I would. With you I am in paradise, you know it."
"But you don't want to call me by my name..." Enrico gently reproached him.
"I cannot, it is not possible, and you know that!" Tonio reaffirmed and, almost to be forgiven, kissed Enrico's hand.
Enrico pulled him against himself and kissed him on the mouth, "I cannot understand you." he sighed starting to undress him.
Also Tonio started to undress Enrico. "Don't raise problems that don't exist - let's enjoy this life as it is, master."
"At least while we are making love, you can refrain from calling me master, can't you?"
"But why? I like being your servant, and mainly in these moments, I like feeling desired by you and I like that you accept my desire. I am lucky to have a master like you. Why do I have not to call you master? I adore you, you know this, and I adore all you do with me, all I do with you."
Enrico desisted - after all he was having with Tonio all what he could desire.
When Austrian police discovered the secret group of his friend Carlo Poma, Enrico could escape just by the skin of his teeth. Carlo, with others, was arrested, tried, sentenced to death and slayed at Belfiore.
For Enrico this was a hard stroke - he was devoted to Carlo, he shared his thoughts, his ideals. Tonio felt the pain of his master and tried to console him. They were now together for two years and the young man knew deeply his master. For the first time he seemed to fail.
When Enrico was informed by some friends that the police was investigating about him, and also his father received the same information, everybody recommended him to leave the land. Thus Enrico decided to go abroad, in self exile.
Therefore he asked Tonio to follow him.
"My young master, what can I do, far from here? You will for sure not be able to give me a salary, so I would need to look for a work, so I could not be near you as we are now."
"You will no more be my servant, therefore you would at last be the lover I always desired you to be, wouldn't you?
"Young master, to me Austria, Italy... what changes? I'm born a servant and will die such."
"Aren't you sorry separating from me? Don't you care?"
"Don't say such a thing! I never felt as good as with you, I will miss you terribly. With you it was not just a relief, it was not just a diversion, and you know that. I felt always so good with you, way too good. But don't ask me what I cannot do, I pray you."
Thus Tonio accompanied him to the border with the small gig, greeted him with deep, genuine sadness but went back, to Enrico's father, to his work. The young physician took the road to his voluntary exile.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 7
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