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The Incredible Italians

The Second Book of
The Adventures of Captain Steve Johnson

Chapter 1
The Business-trip Begins

A rough boat-trip

Sixteen year-old Daniel was lying in his bunk. He was feeling sick. At the beginning of the trip he had no problems, but when they reached the waters around Portugal, the ship came to terribly bad weather: one of the worst storms of the year. The ship was thrown in every possible way. Luckily the ship and all who were on her, survived the ordeals and they had now reached the relative calmness of the Mediterranean Sea.

Unfortunately Daniel was still feeling ill. Docking at Ostia near Rome couldn't happen soon enough, as far as Daniel was concerned. He hated the trip already. The only comfort that he had was that he wasn't alone. His father, Steve, and his father's friend, Andrew, were his traveling-companions. When he looked at his dad and Andrew he felt he had to be strong for them. He didn't want to spoil the trip for them as well. Daniel thought about it and then saw the positive side of it: It couldn't possibly get any worse, only better.

Steve was a bit sad. He hated to see his boy like this and feel so helpless.

"Don't you know anything to help against seasickness?" Steve asked his friend.

"I do, but I've forgot to bring it. When we're in Rome I'll try to buy the ingredients and make a medicine for him to use on the trip back. Unfortunately there isn't much I can do for him at the moment."

Steve didn't like it. He walked over to his son and sat down on the bed.

"Don't worry, we'll soon be on dry, sturdy land again," Steve said, trying to comfort Daniel as he kissed the boy's forehead. "Do you know what we are going to do when we're on land?"

"Going to find some merchandise?" Daniel replied.

"Yes, but do you know where?"

"No."

"Do you remember Lt. George Whittacker?"

"No, I don't think so. Should I?" Daniel said.

"Well, it's not surprising that you don't remember him. Last time you saw him you were only two," Steve said, "He's an old army-buddy. He retired from the army to marry an Italian woman, Sophia. After a few years she got homesick and they decided to move to Italy. I have written to him about my new profession and he said he would help me to find some good things. So that's where we're going first."

"Oh, okay."

Knowing what their first goal was seemed to relax Daniel a bit. Steve and Andrew decided to go to bed early. If everything was going as planned they should arrive in the harbor tomorrow morning.

Back Home

In the meantime, everything was going well in England. John and Ellis were settling in, in their wedded lives. By now, Andrew had given John more responsibilities and he was now allowed to do some experiments of his own. John had taken the interest in medicine and healing the sick and was now looking for new cures.

While her husband was working hard in the lab, Ellis was looking after their first born, two year-old Charles. The whole staff was overjoyed when they had heard about Ellis's pregnancy and especially when the baby turned out to be a healthy little boy. He had a strong body and in his first two years he was seldom ill. Everyone in the household loved the little fellow. As a baby he charmed everyone and as he grew and developed he was just getting more handsome every month. By the time he was six months the boy had already developed a nice bush of hair. Brown with natural curls. The boy melted the hearts of every female in the household completely.

In the absence of Steve and Daniel, Benjamin was now Master of the house. He loved these extra responsibilities. Luckily his father, Steve, and brother, Daniel, had made a list with the prices of everything. Everything had two prices noted: the price they had bought it for and the price that Steve had ideally wanted to get for it. This way Benjamin had no worries about what to ask if a buyer would turn up. Over time Benjamin got more and more interested in his father's company. Steve had noticed it too, but thought it to be best not to talk about it until he knew how serious Benjamin was.

When business was slow he always could help the staff with the chores around the house. The thing that made Benjamin the happiest was the fact that his good friend, Paul, now lived with them. Paul and he felt so much love for each other. Although Paul was a servant, he slept almost every night in Benjamin's room. And bed. They were more then friends: they had become lovers.

In the household it was a public secret. Sarah found more and more mornings that Paul's bed hadn't been slept in. But the staff didn't mind. They were happy for the two boys. The family had always been good to the members of the staff and they, in turn, saw the kindness and goodhearted character of the late Lady Of The House reflected in her sons. Because of that it felt to the staff as if the two Johnson-boys were their nephews. Or, in Sarah's case, cousins. And Paul was seen as their own son/brother. They loved all three boys and were happy to see how happy these two boys made each other.

Ellis always took little Charles with her when she went to bring John his lunch. Over time Ellis had became more and more interested in science and the work of her husband in particular. John was very happy with Ellis' sincere interest. It made him more confident that he had made the correct decision with marrying her.

The other thing that made John look forward to the visits of his wife and son was the lunch-ritual. Although he was already two years old, Charles was still nursing from his mother's breasts. Every time John ate his lunch, Ellis would set Charles on her lap, pull one breast in-to the open and had Charles suck on her nipple. John loved the sight of his son sucking on his wife's breast. It would always make his day. Ellis in turn loved to see the proof of John's approval growing in his trousers.

In the evening, when it was bedtime for little Charles, they had another ritual. Ellis would undress herself and her son. Then she would lie on her side in Charles's bed and pull the naked toddler next to her and let him nurse on her breast until he fell asleep. Lately John had come into the picture of this ritual. While Charles was sucking to get his warm milk for the night, John would start playing with the small boy-parts that were between Charles' legs. John loved the feeling of that smooth sac under his fingertips and the smoothness of that 1½" [3.8 cm] boy-member. Both the parents noticed that Charles loved this attention by his father. The boy always laughed and smiled when John stroke the sensitive parts. After having filled his tummy Charles would always fall asleep immediately.

Meeting some old friends

Back on the ship, Daniel's ordeals were finally to be over soon. After hearing the sound of the harbor being in sight Daniel had packed his stuff in five minutes and was standing on deck, watching the beloved solid ground slowly getting closer. When the ship finally docked, Daniel couldn't wait for the plank to be put down. He just jumped over the rail and on to the dock. He was so happy to finally be off the ship. He just stood there with his eyes closed and a big grin on his face.

Suddenly there was this big noise coming. As he opened his eyes the entire crew laughed their hearts out over Daniel's actions.

"I didn't know you hated my ship so much," the captain said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sir, I didn't mean that, but, boy am I glad to have solid ground under my feet again."

"Just kidding, boy. I know how bad you were. Just hope you'll make it on the trip back."

"Hopefully by then I'll have some medicine for him," Andrew told the captain, still laughing about Daniel's sign of relief.

After fifteen minutes the party of three and their luggage had been dropped off at the dock.

"We'll need to find some sort of transport," Steve said.

Then he noticed a carriage waiting near the store houses. He walked over in the hope they could get a ride.

"Sorry, Sir, but I'm already hired by a Mr. Whittaker. He's expecting a party of three."

As Andrew and Daniel walked up behind Steve the driver noticed his mistake.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Sir, please excuse me."

"Don't worry. You couldn't have known. Just as I couldn't have known my old friend would have sent you."

After loading the luggage, the party set off. It took about thirty minutes to get to the big mansion. When they arrived there, they were met by the butler who led them on to the terrace at the back of the house. There Steve's old friend was sitting with his wife and another young woman, enjoying a nice cup of tea and the view.

"Steve, old gun, how are you?" George said while he enthusiastically shook Steve's hand.

"Fine, very fine," Steve answered.

"Nice to see you again, Steve, it's been way too long," Sophia said.

"That it has, that it has," Steve said, kissing Sophia on her hand.

"Oh my, is that who I think she is?"

"I guess you remember Francesca?"

"Of course, but the last time you were two and only ye high," Steve said.

He gave her a big hug and then remembered his traveling-companions.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Where are my manners? May I introduce to you an old friend of mine, Andrew Cunningham. He's a scientist and just had to come along to the land of the old civilization."

"How do you do?" George said, shaking Andrew's hand.

"Very well, thank you."

"And of course you already know this young man," Steve said a bit cryptically.

George and Sophia looked a bit puzzled, but then George dared to ask.

"That's not Daniel, is it?"

"How do you do, Sir?" Daniel said as he took Georges hand.

"But I thought you wrote us he was kidnapped."

"He was but the good Lord has made us find each other again."

Everybody was very happy and joyful about the good news.

"But how is the rest, Cynthia and Benjamin?"

"I'll… I'll tell you about it later," Steve said with a lump in his throat.

By now Daniel and Francesca stood there to get acquainted. Daniel nervously kissed her hand. He just couldn't get his eyes of this astonishingly beautiful girl. Daniels staring, but also his handsome appearance made her blush. It immediately made Daniel aware of his actions.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare, please forgive me," Daniel said as he bowed his head.

Immediately the adults all laughed about the embarrassment between Daniel and Francesca.

"You two weren't so shy when you were nude together," Sophia said.

With a surprised and scared look both youngsters looked at her.

"When we lived back in England, Cynthia and I bathed you two together. I don't expect you two to remember. You were both baby's at that time."

Andrew and Steve joined George and Sophia on the terrace.

"Why don't you show Daniel the gardens, Francesca? I bet he'll love it." George said with a mischievous smile.

Blushing from what her dad just said Francesca stood up and immediately Daniel stood as well and followed her down the flight of steps into the garden.

"He turned into a very handsome young man." George told Steve.

"Francesca isn't bad either," Steve replied.

"No, you're right. I have almost a day job keeping the lovers away from her. But tell us the story. What happened?"

Steve bowed his head took a big swallow from his tea and then started to tell about what happened. About the kidnapping, the story Daniel told him about his stay with the Scots and their reunion. When Steve had told everything Sophia was crying.

"Sorry, don't mind the actions of a foolish woman. I'm just so sad about Cynthia."

George put an arm around his wife's shoulder trying to comfort her.

"You're not foolish," Steve said comfortingly, "I cried too. I know how fond you both were of each other. When you three had moved to Italy she was a bit sad the first few days. She missed your company, as I bet you missed hers. It's completely naturally to cry over something like this. It's healthy."

"So tell me, is Benjamin just as handsome as his older brother?"

"Oh, yes. If it wasn't the difference in size you would think they were twins."

"I think you will find your stay here very rewarding, Mr. Cunningham. Perhaps you'd like to have a look in my library before diner?"

"I would very much appreciate that. And please, call me Andrew."

"Then you call me George. Why don't we go in now? The stuff I selected for you is also in there Steve, so why don't you join us?"

Steve immediately stood up and after being reassured by Sophia that she didn't mind, he followed his friends into the house.

In the library Andrew was very impressed. There were a lot of books from renowned scientists. Andrew thought he could stay here for hours. Steve, meanwhile, was more interested in the collected merchandise. Some wonderful examples of Venetian glass. Some great silk textiles from Genoa. And some classical statues, carved from marble from the region around Brescia and Verona.

Suddenly there was a scream from outside. The men hurried to see what was happening. When they came to terrace they saw Sophia running towards Daniel and Francesca, who were coming from the garden. Francesca's dress was torn and Daniel had some bruises in his face and a bleeding lip. Francesca was completely in shock. Sophia and the maid helped her to her room.

Daniel sat down on the terrace. Immediately Andrew started to look him over.

"I'm okay," Daniel said, "Go and see how Francesca is doing."

Andrew did what Daniel said and followed the three women.

"What happened?" George immediately asked Daniel.

After taking a swallow from his now cold tea, Daniel started telling.

"After we had left the terrace we walked along the fountains and into that overgrown passageway at the back of the garden. As we came out on the other side there were these two guys. They ambushed us and tried to steal Francesca's jewelery. I managed to scare them away. I don't think they expected someone who had a Scottish fight-training." Daniel said laughing.

"No, I don't think they did," Steve said, "So you scared them off bare handed?"

"Actually I grabbed a piece of wood and started swinging it. I hit one on the head and the other on his leg. Then they ran off."

By now Sophia had come down. She gave George a very worried look.

"Francesca recognized them. It was Dino and Pietro."

George looked at Sophia and then at Daniel.

"What is it?" Steve wanted to know.

"Those are two known outlaws from this area. They normally don't leave any witnesses."

"Then how do you know they're outlaws?"

"All the evidence is circumstantial. They rape women, then kill them and dispose of the body. There is never anything concrete enough to link them to the crime."

"Is it okay if I go see Francesca?"

"Sure," Sophia said as she held a hand out and took Daniel upstairs.

Once upstairs Daniel was immediately hugged by a very emotional Francesca.

"My hero!" she said.

Sophia left the two youngsters alone and went back downstairs. She found the men on the terrace. George had just sent Giovanni, their youngest servant to fetch the local law-enforcement. Within thirty minutes the boy returned with the magistrate and his helpers. He immediately started to question Daniel what had happened, with George as interpreter. After that he questioned Francesca. After hearing both statements the men went in search of the two villains. They were quickly caught and brought to jail.

"We will try to deal with this as quickly as possible, so you will not encounter too much delay," The magistrate told Steve.

"I appreciate that, but I also want it to be done right. I don't want them to be released just because of an error due to the fact that we need to go."

"Don't worry, they won't get off so easily."

With that the magistrate winked. Steve didn't understand, but then George stepped in. He explained to Steve that he had given the magistrate some 'encouragement' for him and the judge. The two men wouldn't be free again for a long time. They might even got banned. Although Steve didn't approve of these kind of actions he also understood it was normal in these parts of the world, so he left it.

By the time everything had settled down, it was time for dinner. The guests really enjoyed the good taste of Italian cuisine. It was nice for the guests to have a good meal again after the long journey at sea. After they'd finished everybody went their own way. While Steve and George were playing a game of chess Andrew was looking through the books in the library. He was very much interested in the old ones in which the text of the works of the old Greeks and Romans were collected. After a while Daniel was falling asleep on the sofa.

"Maybe you should be turning in," Steve said, "you had quiet a day."

"I guess you're right," Daniel said, "Good night, everyone."

"Cecilia will show you to your room," George stated, "Good night."

An hour later both Francesca and Sophia followed his example and left the three men in the library. Upstairs Francesca gave her mother a good night's kiss and went to her room. She changed into her nightgown and slipped into bed. But because of everything that had happened she couldn't fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the faces of those two ugly men. She looked at the bathroom door. Should she? She doubted for a few moments but then got up.

Francesca was going to Daniel's room. And although she had heard everybody go to bed by now, she didn't want to take the risk of being seen. To avoid this she took the route through the shared bathroom between her's and Daniel's bedrooms. Carefully she opened the door to Daniel's room. She looked into the room. All was quiet. She saw Daniel lying peacefully asleep in bed.

Francesca sneaked up to the bed and looked at her sleeping hero. He was so beautiful lying there. He gave her the feeling she was looking at an angel. Carefully she climbed in. She kept looking at Daniel to make sure he wasn't waking up. What she didn't know, was that Daniel hadn't slept much during the sea-trip. He was exhausted. His current sleep was so deep that it was on the border of a coma.

Francesca moved closer and tried to lie as close to Daniel as possible. She moved her arm over and let her hand rest on his chest. Then Francesca got her first shock. Daniel wasn't wearing a shirt! She felt his young man's hairy chest. It felt so strong and protective. Francesca was finally starting to relax again. She laid her head on Daniel's shoulder and sighed.

But then she thought of something. If Daniel wasn't wearing a shirt, which usually would be a long nightshirt, then was he wearing anything at all? Francesca was in doubt. She didn't want to wake Daniel, but she also wanted to know. Finally her curiosity won.

Francesca's hand slowly moved down. It went from the chest down to Daniel's abdomen. Francesca was getting a bit restless. This was the closest to a naked man her own age she had ever been. She had seen some younger boys skinny dipping in a bay along the coast once, but those were 10-11 years old. And Daniel had just reached adulthood. Francesca's breathing became heavier when she reached Daniel's pelvis. She felt his pouch of pubes. He really wasn't wearing anything! Carefully she moved her hand further down. She passed his manhood and found the skin of the ball-sac. Francesca's hand cupped the sac and weighed the contents. She was surprised by the heaviness of the balls. She started to let the balls run through her fingers. It felt great.

After making sure Daniel was still asleep, Francesca moved her hand from the balls to Daniel's impressive member. As she grabbed it she got her next surprise. When she passed it the first time it felt soft. But now the piece of meat felt much more rigid. She took another look at Daniel's face, but he was still fast asleep. She started to massage the pole. She was fascinated by the first big adult dick that she saw. She kept examining it. The swollen glans got most of her attention. Francesca was feeling so happy and safe with this strong and virile young man next to her. Her hero. She laid her head back on Daniel's chest, still holding his manhood in her hand. Within a minute she fell asleep.

The next morning Daniel was the first in the household to wake up. As he did he was shocked to find Francesca next to him. And she was holding his dick! Daniel felt a slight panic. What if someone would come in and found them like this? Although he loved the feeling of Francesca's hand around his morning wood, he didn't want to get her into trouble. He carefully tried to wake her up. She didn't really wake up and Daniel gave her a kiss on her forehead. Now she slowly opened her eyes and looked in shock at Daniel. Daniel moved his eyes down to signal her the situation. Francesca looked down and immediately let go of Daniel's dick.

Francesca looked at Daniel with a completely red face.

"I'm sorry," she said, "I couldn't sleep, so I came over to see if you were still awake as well. But you were sound asleep, so I climbed in and I…"

Francesca bowed her head. Daniel liked the shy way she acted. He took hold of her chin and said, "Don't worry. I don't mind. I think you are a beautiful woman. But I was concerned about what any one would say if they saw us like this."

"Yes, you're right. You're completely right," Francesca said and got out of the bed.

Daniel did the same and now Francesca saw his good-looking member for the first time instead of feeling it. Her eyes got fixed. It looked huge. Daniel shook his hip a little so the dick the pointed forwards was swinging from side to side. This broke the spell it cast on Francesca and she quickly retreated back to her own room.

After doing their morning rituals both stepped out of their respective bedrooms at the same time. Daniel noticed that Francesca was still a bit uncomfortable when she looked at him. He quickly walked up to her and tried to reassure her that everything was okay. Finally he convinced her and during breakfast none of the adults had a clue about what had happened that night. After breakfast Steve, Andrew and Daniel said their goodbyes. Daniel and Francesca took a long time to do so.

Daniel whispered in her ear: "I really liked the surprise this morning. I'm proud that a beautiful young lady like you is interested in me. In this short time I have developed very strong feelings for you. I hope strongly hope this is a goodbye instead of farewell."

"I really like you, too. May I write to you?"

"I'd love that. And I'll write to you as much as I can, too."

Daniel gave her a kiss on her hand and got into the carriage. Steve and Andrew did the same. And as they drove off George gave his word that he would make sure that all the merchandise would arrive at the harbor in time.

New Character: Dino (10yo)

In the carriage Steve was smiling.

"I think my son has found a very special someone."

Daniel got red in the face and demonstratively started to look outside. This made the two men start laughing even louder. Steve moved over next to Daniel and put an arm around his shoulder.

"Don't worry," he said, "I'm just teasing you. Francesca is a beautiful young woman. And I saw the way you looked at each other during the goodbye. If you ever want to pursue her and try to win her hand in marriage I'd be happy to help where I can."

Daniel looked at his dad and gave him a smile. "Thank you."

Daniel felt a little better. Unfortunately the weather had a different idea. The dark clouds that already were there in the morning had now thickened and a heavy rain and thunder broke loose. After a few hours the driver suggested making an extra stop. The roads were getting so bad, due to the rain, that there was a big chance that if they continued the carriage would get stuck.

Luckily there was an inn not that far from the road. The party went in, while the driver took the horses and carriage to the stables and stayed there to look after them.

"Welcome, weary travelers. What a weather!" the innkeeper welcomed them. "What can we do for you?"

"Do you have any rooms for tonight?"

"Only one big one with four beds, if the gentlemen don't mind."

"No problem."

"Good. Good," the innkeeper said and then turned to a young boy standing at the kitchen door. "Go fix up the guestroom, you little dickhead."

The innkeeper was a big man in dirty clothes that suited his character. The three ordered something to eat for themselves and the driver. It wasn't fine cuisine, but better than to go to bed on an empty stomach. Just before they finished their dinner the boy came back down and informed them that the room was ready. Daniel looked at the boy and he immediately liked him. As thanks for the preparation of the room Daniel gave the boy a silver coin. The boy looked at the coin and at Daniel.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Go to the kitchen and clean the dishes!" the innkeeper ordered him.

The boy quickly put the coin away and headed for the kitchen. A moment later the innkeeper went into the kitchen as well. After a few seconds he came back out and continued cleaning the glasses. Daniel wondered what had happened, but didn't gave it much more thought. As soon as they had finished eating the party went upstairs and went to bed.

Soon Andrew and Steve were fast asleep; Daniel wasn't. He was too excited about what he had experienced on this trip that only had just begun. He was thinking about Francesca, about the journey on the boat, about the bandits. His thoughts went from one thing to the other. He was simply too restless to go to sleep.

Suddenly Daniel heard someone at the door. He immediately pretended to be asleep, but kept looking through his eyelids. He could clearly see that a shape entered the room. When it came closer he recognized the shape as being the young boy that had prepared the room. As the boy approached Daniel's bed he kept as quiet as possible. But then he felt the boy tugging on his medallion. Daniel grabbed the boy by his wrist and looked at him as angry as he could. The boy became terrified. He quickly tried to pull himself free. When he didn't succeeded, the boy started to cry.

"Please, Sir, I'm sorry. I have to do it or he'll throw me out. Or worse."

"What do you mean worse?"

"He'll beat me to death."

"Oh, I don't believe he'll do that. Not with customers above his head," Daniel tried to reassure the boy just as much as himself. "What happened today, when you had to wash the dishes? I saw him go in just after you."

The boy bowed his head.

"Don't worry, you can tell me."

"He took my coin," the boy said timidly. "Then he burned me with a heated fork."

The boy showed his arm to Daniel. On it was a burn mark. Daniel felt rage coming on, but could control himself.

"Okay, here's another coin, but be careful with it. Don't loose it again," Daniel said to the boy with a wink.

The boy was grateful for the second coin. It was as if someone had given him a second chance. He put the coin away and threw his arms around Daniel's neck. Daniel hugged him back and he felt how skinny the boy was underneath the clothing. He was really mall nourished. The boy left the room and went downstairs. Then Daniel heard some crashing downstairs and sneaked to the door to hear it better. From the ajar door he could clearly hear the voices of the boy and the innkeeper.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't find anything."

"You're lying!"

SMACK

"You worthless piece of shit!"

SMACK! CRACK!

Daniel clearly heard the boy being hit. He also heard somethings falling.

"My pottery! You broke my pottery! You'll pay for that!"

Then something Daniel had feared.

"What's this? Nothing found, hey?"

But apparently the boy was too fast. Daniel heard the backdoor opening, followed by the shouting innkeeper.

"Yeah, you'd better run! I don't want to see you here again, you bastard! I'll keep this for my broken pottery, you turd! Next time I see you, you're dead, you hear me?"

Daniel was a bit shocked. How did the innkeeper dare hit that child like that? But what could he do about it? Nothing. Daniel decided to go back to bed and finally he, too, fell asleep.

The next morning, before going down, Daniel told Steve and Andrew what had happened that night. The men were thinking about a plan. They wanted to get even with the innkeeper.

"Leave that to me," Andrew said with a mischievous smile.

The group got dressed and headed downstairs to get some breakfast. With it they ordered a jar of wine. The innkeeper now had to do everything himself, so he headed back to the kitchen to do the dishes. When they had nearly finished, Andrew quickly took another cup and poured some powder into it. He then filled every cup with wine and called for the innkeeper.

"We're ready and want to leave," Steve said, "care to drink a last drink with us."

The innkeeper never turned down an offer like that and all the cups went 'ad fundum'.

"How much do I owe you?" Steve asked.

The innkeeper answered Steve and, after the bill was paid, the party got into the carriage that was already waiting outside and they left.

"What was that powder you put in his cup?" Steve wanted to know.

"A laxative," Andrew said, "And a powerful one. I don't think he'll be leaving the john for the entire day."

All three of them laughed.

"But I do feel bad for the kid," Daniel said as he was staring out of the window.

Suddenly he yelled: "Stop! Stop!"

The driver stopped the carriage, but before it came to a full halt Daniel had already jumped out and started running. Andrew and Steve quickly followed and by the time they got to Daniel they saw why he was so excited. Daniel was kneeling on the ground and in front of him lay the young boy from the inn.

"Is he…?"

Andrew quickly examined him. "No, he's still breathing. But I don't like that wound on his head. Let's get him back to the carriage."

They gave the driver the order to hurry. Meanwhile, Andrew started to examine the boy. He was lying on the bench with his head in Daniel's lap. Andrew soon saw what was wrong.

"Well, I think it's not as serious as I first thought. He has a bump on the head, but no concussion. That's mostly it. His eyebrow got torn and that made it look worse than it is. I have to clean the wound and stitch it, but then he should be getting better."

Fifteen minutes later the carriage approached the outskirts of Naples and another five minutes later they arrived at their address. It was a luxurious place.

"Another old buddy of mine runs this place," Steve said, "It's a place for the more higher class travelers."

As they entered they were astonished by the exuberant architecture. Steve's old friend quickly came over to greet the party. When he saw the boy in Daniel's arms he got a little shock and quickly escorted them to their rooms. The boy was gently laid down in Daniel's bed and he immediately offered to take care of him. Andrew gave him some instructions and then left with Steve to explore the city.

Before they went to some addresses Steve's friend provided, the two men sat down outside a tavern and ordered something to drink. On the other side of the street there was a barbershop. They saw a man with a young boy, who they presumed was his son, entering the shop. As they finished the drinks the man came back out alone and left. Steve and Andrew didn't take too much notice of it and left as well.

Once they had visited the addresses Steve had gathered a nice amount of new merchandise. To celebrate they decided to have another drink. At the same establishment as before they sat down. And again there was someone coming to the barbershop with a young boy. Steve was getting very curious about what this was. To get an answer he asked the waiter.

"That is something that is not really legal, Sir."

"But what is it?"

"Well, you now about the castratos in our opera's? This is how they are made. They come from very poor families and the parents see this is a last resort. Before the boys hit puberty they are… you know."

"You mean…?"

"Yes, bye-bye to ball-ball. It keeps their voices from breaking. Then they get a singing education. And the family hopes the boy gets a career in the opera and becomes a wealthy star. But there are many more boys than roles, so most of them end up back working at the family's farm. Miserable and childless. Personally, I detest the practice, but what can you do?"

The waiter went back inside and Steve was brewing on a plan. "Poor families, hey?"

Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Daniel had been sitting next to the bed the whole time, watching over the boy. Suddenly the boy started to moan and woke up. Daniel immediately sat down on the bed next to the boy. As he saw Daniel he immediately got scared and tried to get some distance between him and Daniel. But Daniel just sat there looking, smiling his most comforting smile. Slowly the boy settled down.

"Where am I?"

"In our hotel."

"Hotel?"

"Yes. It's a relatively new concept. An inn for the upper-class, so to say."

"Oh."

"What's your name?"

"Dino."

"I'm Daniel. Can you tell me what happened?"

"Well, after you had let me go I went downstairs. In the kitchen Mr. Brown asked me what I had found."

"Mr. Brown is the innkeeper?"

"Yes. And when I said I hadn't found anything he hit me in my face. And then the coin rolled on the floor. That made him really mad. He wanted to kill me for holding it back from him. But I ducked away and he lost his balance and fell on some of the pans. That was my chance. I ran out of the backdoor and into the dark woods. Unfortunately I couldn't see that well because it was almost new moon."

"Oh, yes, of course. So what happened?"

"I'm not sure. I think I must have slipped on some moss and hit my head. Next thing I'm waking up in this nice room."

"Well, you're safe now. No one is going to harm you here."

"Thank you, Sir," Dino said, "but what am I going to do now? I have nowhere to go."

"Why don't you come with us? You know what? I think I can persuade my dad to allow me to have you as my personal assistant."

"You think so? That would be great, Sir!" But then it was quickly followed by "What does a personal assistant do, Sir?"

"Well, it simply means that you do anything to help me. Like a servant."

"Oh," Dino said thinking about what it meant, "so I'll be doing chores, then?"

"Yes, you would. You would have to do anything I would tell you to do."

"What kind of chores would it be, Sir?"

"That could be anything. From cleaning up the room to giving me some pleasure, if you get my drift. Does that offend you? If you want to decline the job, it's okay. It's your choice."

"Oh, no, Sir, I wouldn't dare. Besides I don't think I would find a nicer master then you, Sir. And I think it would give me pleasure to give you pleasure, Sir."

"Okay, then that's settled. Now come here and let me see that head of yours."

Daniel took a good look at Dino's head.

"Looks like it's going to be just fine. Well, your head that is. The rest of you…"

"What's wrong, Sir?"

"When was the last time you had a bath?"

"I… I don't think I ever had one, Sir. I usually get cleaned by walking out in the rain."

"And when was that?"

"A month ago, Sir."

"Then you're getting your bath right now."

Daniel had the maids fill up the tub that was in the adjacent room. He then helped Dino to get undressed and let him step into the tub. Dino enjoyed the warm water. He also enjoyed feeling Daniel's hands going all over his body. The soft strokes while being soaped up did Dino good. It made him feel loved and cared for … a feeling he hadn't felt for a very, very long time. Suddenly it overwhelmed Dino and he broke down in tears.

"What is it?" Daniel asked, concerned, "Am I hurting you?"

"No, Sir, not at all. I don't know what it is. It's just … It's been so long since someone took such care of me."

Dino sat there, tears of relief and happiness running down his face.

"Oh, Dino," Daniel said and he gave the poor boy a good, firm hug.

Daniel continued to wash Dino and, when the boy finally got out of the bath, the water had turned from clear and transparent into dark and black.

Daniel then took the towel and dried Dino off. He paid some extra attention to the boy's genitals. He loved to rub the little pecker and fondle the small marbles. When Dino was dry Daniel took another good look at the boy who had emerged from underneath all that dirt. And what he saw took Daniel's breath. He already knew that the boy, although a bit slim, had a beautiful body. But now that his head was washed, the angel-like features shone through. His hair had turned from a filthy gray into astonishing black curls. His whole appearance had the resemblance of a classical beauty of the ancient Rome.

Just then Steve and Andrew entered the room. When they saw Daniel and Dino the men immediately halted. Dino, still naked, quickly put his hands in front of his privates.

"Daniel," Steve said, in a serious tone, "who is this and what have you done with that poor boy from the woods?"

Dino looked at Daniel and then at Steve. He quickly jumped in front of Daniel.

"Please, Sir, don't be mad. He meant well. I'm the boy from the woods."

Steve looked at the boy in surprise and then all three started to laugh. Then Dino understood he had made a mistake. The poor boy started to blush and bowed his head.

"Don't worry. I knew it was you. But, boy, do you look handsome now that you're cleaned up."

This made Dino blush even more. Suddenly Daniel pulled him in close.

"Dad, can I have Dino as my servant?"

"As your servant?"

Steve hadn't thought about that. It would suit everybody very well. He might even have a new idea for his plan about the boys at the barbershop.

"Okay. It's fine by me. But you have to ask Dino if he wants to do it as well."

"Actually, I already asked him and he is willing to become my servant."

"So you have already asked him before getting my permission? Nice."

"I'm sorry, dad, I…"

"Don't worry. I'm just pulling your leg. But you have to train him yourself."

"That won't be a problem, dad. Thanks."

"Consider it an early Birthday gift."

Then it was time for dinner. They decided to order the food to be brought to the room. They wanted to spare Dino the embarrassment of going to the restaurant in his dirty, worn clothes. The next day they would go out and buy him some new things for his wardrobe.

The whole group enjoyed the fine Italian cuisine and went to bed with nice full stomachs. Because there were only three beds they decided that Dino would sleep in the same bed as Daniel. Dino felt happy. As he lay down in the bed he felt how Daniel was pulling him close. With his new Master against his back and Daniel's strong arms around him the boy felt so safe and warm. Slowly Dino drifted off to dreamland, with tears of relief running down his face. Finally he had a safe and comfortable home and his future looked much brighter than it had looked for a long time.

New Characters:
Silvio (10yo), Roberto (10yo), Gio (8yo)

The next morning Dino was the first to wake up. Slowly his eyes adjusted to the light and he started to remember where he was. He also felt the warm body of his new master pressing against him. Daniel and he had both slept in the nude and they had spooned all night long. He felt something on his body, and, as he looked down he saw Daniel's hand holding his genitals. Dino loved the feeling of his master's fingers on his small dick. Another thing he loved was how he felt something pressing on his ass-crack. The only thing that it could be was Daniel's morning wood. And that gave Dino some sense of pride… that he made his master so excited that Daniel's hard member was knocking at his backdoor.

Dino wrapped his arms around the arm that was draped over his body and then shuffled his small, tight ass a bit harder against the pressing meat. This made Daniel starting to moan.

"Good morning," Dino heard a sleepy voice saying from behind.

"Good morning, Master. I'm sorry if I woke you."

"Don't worry. I love waking up like this."

And with that Daniel gave Dino a sweet kiss on his neck. Dino now also felt that the fingers that were on his dick starting to move and were now not only on his pecker. The fingertips were also starting to fondle his young small sac. Daniel moved Dino to get up so he could, too; he had to go and take a leak.

As Daniel told Dino, the boy confessed he had to go as well. Daniel motioned that they would go together. It was the first time Dino had taken a leak together with someone else. He looked in awe at Daniel's big member, while he was peeing as well. Dino was so mesmerized by the member of his master that he didn't notice that Daniel was staring at his little piece of meat. So he also didn't recognize that Daniel was seeing his new servant getting excited by his master.

When they were done peeing Daniel stepped forward and rubbed Dino's stiffy a few times. Dino looked blushing up to his master. "You're a cute boy, you know that?" Daniel said to him.

Now Dino started to feel a bit uncomfortable again. He was proud his master and liked him that much, but he wasn't accustomed to getting such compliments.

Then Daniel picked up Dino's clothes and started to clean them up.

"Why are you doing that, Master?"

"Well, we can't have you walk around in dirty clothes now that you're all cleaned up, can we?"

"I guess you're right, Sir."

As he was cleaning Dino's trousers Daniel noticed that they were not totally whole any more. There was a hole at the back. By now Steve and Andrew had awakened, too. Daniel showed the clothes to his dad.

"We'll just have to buy him some new ones then. We will all go into town and then get the things we need. For instance, I still need to get some nice souvenirs for Ben and Paul."

So, after they had finished breakfast, the party headed into town to do the shopping. Steve didn't understand at first why Daniel was falling behind all the time. Normally he would be in front. When he asked his son if there was something wrong Daniel said no.

"Then why are you falling behind?" Steve whispered in Daniel's ear.

Daniel started to blush a bit and then pointed out to his father the hole in Dino's trousers. Through that hole the boy's left cheek was visible. Not the whole cheek, but the region where the cheek ends and the leg starts. The fold was clearly visible. Steve smiled and gave his son an understanding wink.

Finally they reached the quarter where the tailors were situated. They picked out a shop and headed in. In the back there was a middle-aged man working on some repairs. As he spotted the group he immediately came over.

"Good day to you, Sirs. What can I do for you?"

"We're looking for a new outfit for this young man," Steve said as he softly shoved Dino towards the man.

The man knelt down and started his measuring.

"When does it has to be finished?"

"Preferable yesterday," Steve said, "but what would be realistic?"

"Depends on the fabric you choose, but about a week."

"We can't wait that long."

Then the tailor had an idea. He went to his workspace and came back with a brand new outfit.

"The customer who ordered this has canceled it. He hit some rough times and could no longer afford it. But it's about the same measurements as your boy here. With some minor alterations it should fit perfectly."

"Okay. Dino, put it on."

Without much hesitation Dino started to undress and soon was standing naked in front of the men. The tailor handed him the new outfit and, when Dino put it on, it already fit him nicely. It only had to be taken in a little from the back. The tailor took the outfit to the back of the shop and went to work. While this was done the party patiently waited. But then Daniel noticed something. Dino, who was still standing naked in the shop, started to shiver. Daniel took off his cape and threw it on Dino. The boy looked up at Daniel with a big grateful smile for this kind gesture.

"Thank you, Sir."

"No problem."

After just under an hour the tailor came back with the outfit. Dino immediately tried it on again and it fit perfectly.

"I haven't taken out any material," the tailor said, showing Steve and Andrew the back of the jacket. "I just made some new stitches. That way, when he gains some weight it's easy to re-adjust it."

"Thank you," Steve said, "That's very kind of you."

Steve paid the man for the outfit and the extra work and, with a very proud Dino, the party of four continued their visit of the city. They ended up on the terrace of a small pub. On the opposite side of the road was another barbershop. It reminded Steve that he wanted to do something with this, but still he hadn't worked out all the details. After having some drinks and food the group continued their sightseeing trip and got some souvenirs for the people at home.

By the time they got back to the hotel it was time for them to freshen up for dinner. After the walk through the city they all had worked up an appetite.

For Dino it was the first time to eat at a fancy place like the hotel's restaurant. He was a bit overwhelmed by all the new things. Daniel quickly put him at ease by telling him that if he wanted to know something about table manners and things he just had to ask. Dino luckily made it through dinner without to much problems.

"I think I'll have a late-night stroll before going to bed," Steve said, after they finished the dessert. "How about you guys?"

"Well, I'm just too tired. If it's okay with you I'd rather turn in early today," Daniel replied.

"I'll stay with my new master, Sir" Dino chipped in.

"And you, my old friend?"

"I think I'll join you. It would do me and my digestion good: a nice walk."

So, as Andrew and Steve left through the main entrance, Daniel and Dino headed up to their room.

"Are you very tired, Sir?" Dino asked his master.

"Not really, but I didn't feel much for a long walk," Daniel replied, "Why do you ask?"

Dino bowed his head and said in a soft tone: "I was wondering if we could have a talk. I've got some things I have questions about."

"Of course we can talk. I would love to answer any question you have," Daniel said as he walked up to the bed and motioned Dino to come up to him.

Dino did and as he stood in front of his master Daniel started to undress the boy. He carefully lay the clothes on the chair next to the bed and then motioned the now naked Dino to lie down.

"What was it you wanted to ask me about?" Daniel asked.

"Well, Sir," Dino started a bit uncertain, "I wanted to ask you about this morning."

"What about it?"

"I was wondering … could I see yours again?"

Immediately after he spoke Dino put his arms over his head in a defensive way.

"Don't. I'm not going to hit you," Daniel said, as he pulled Dino's arms back down. "Don't worry. But why do you want that?"

"I … I just want to admire it."

Daniel gave Dino a small nod and then ordered the boy to help him getting off his clothes. Dino was happy to follow that order and within minutes Daniel was lying on the bed, next to his servant, naked. Daniel had observed Dino during the stripping and had noticed a certain transformation in the little pecker of the boy. Daniel reached down and started to fondle the small member.

"Did you like it? What I did this morning?"

Dino nodded. He didn't know what Daniel was going to do to his wiener right now, but the stroking this morning felt very pleasant. Suddenly Daniel pulled Dino on top of him. Dino was now lying on his back on top of his master. Daniel's hands were gently stroking Dino's chest and nipples. Dino loved the attention and love he was getting from his new master. Dino also felt something he had felt earlier that day. Just like this morning Daniel's hardon was pushing against Dino's crack. Dino could even feel Daniel's heartbeat through the blood rushing through his master's member.

After a short time Daniel's hands moved downwards and while one hand focused on the small marbles inside the tight sac, the other hand had gone to Dino's stiffy. The cute boy-member was now being stroked by Daniel's fingers and, as Daniel held the skin between his index-finger and thumb, his hand started to move up and down. Dino had never been jerked off. But he was so entranced by what Daniel was doing to him that he could only just let it happen and enjoy the experience.

Daniel felt that he was doing it right as he noticed that the little pecker was getting even harder and starting to throb. Not long after that Dino's whole body started to stiffen up. All his muscles started to react uncontrollably. Dino moaned all the way during his 40-second orgasm. When it finally subsided Dino slid of Daniel and tried to regain his breath.

"Did you like that?" Daniel asked, already knowing what the answer would be.

"Yes! Oh, yes! That was incredible!" Dino replied.

Then he turned to Daniel. "Can I give you that feeling as well?"

"I have no doubt you can."

And immediately Dino grabbed hold of Daniel's hard member. His small hand started to work on that massive piece of meat, but Daniel stopped him.

"Here, let me teach you."

Daniel started to give Dino instructions on how to use his hands. What felt good, what not and how to please him. Dino turned out to be a very good pupil. Soon he had learned what Daniel taught him and Dino brought Daniel to a wonderful orgasm.

There was just one thing Dino hadn't reckoned with. Where he still had a dry orgasm Daniel shot a rather big load. And because Dino was so in awe of Daniel's big dick he had his face close to the pee-hole when the climax took place. When he finally recovered a bit from the heavy climax, he looked straight into Dino's face, covered in strings of cum. Daniel couldn't hold himself back. He quickly pulled Dino in close and started to lick off all the semen. After that he pulled Dino onto him once more, but this time belly on belly. And now Daniel kissed Dino full on the mouth. And not once, but again and again.

Suddenly Dino got a bit of a shock. There was something invading his mouth. But soon he realized it was his master's tongue. He tasted something unfamiliar on it. Unfamiliar but nice. Very nice. Dino quickly started to kiss back and finally the two boys just lay there together… enjoying the aftermath.

Meanwhile, Steve and Andrew had started their walk through the old streets of the town.

"Any particular place you want to go?"

"Not really."

So they just walked a bit. After a while the men found themselves outside the barbershop where they had seen the boys disappear. Suddenly they heard footsteps and Steve pushed Andrew into the shadows. They looked at what was going on. A few steps away there were two men standing with three boys.

"So these are the trouble makers? Well, we'll soon fix that."

"What? No, please, Sir, we'll behave. Promise."

"Yeah, right. You promised it before. No, you have tested my patience more than enough."

"But, Sir…"

"No buts. You'll see what we do with disobedient orphans."

Now Steve stepped out of the shadow and walked up to the group.

"What is this?"

"Please, Sir, he's going to castrate us. You have to stop them."

"I don't have to do anything, boy," Steve said looking down at the whining boys. "Why don't you just put them somewhere else? Somewhere they don't bother you?" Steve now said to the man holding the boys.

"I can't do that. I have my reputation to think about. And that of the orphanage."

But when the boys started to struggle again the man seemed to loosen up.

"Why? What did you have in mind?"

"Well … How about you let me take them of your hands? How about I buy them from you?"

By now Andrew had joined the group as well.

"Buy? As in slaves?"

"I don't really like that word. It has such a negative ring to it. Servants sounds better."

"Officially it's illegal to do so. But I could do with the money. Food for the orphans is expensive."

"And we leave for home tomorrow anyway, so no-one will find out."

"And where is home, if I may ask?"

"England."

"Good, so they would go abroad. Completely out of the picture. Sounds great. But do you really want troublemakers like these?"

"No problem. I'm a former army-captain. I'll teach them some discipline."

"Okay. They're yours."

After a short negotiation about the price, Steve was three slaves richer. Andrew pulled out a piece of cloth and drenched it in some liquid. He pushed it one by one against the boys' faces and they all went to sleep. Steve and Andrew then quickly carried them to the hotel room, doing their best not to be seen.

Daniel and Dino were a bit surprised at first, but then helped when they saw what was going on. When the three boys were lying on the beds Andrew quickly picked up a bottle from his bag and filled a syringe with the liquid. He then injected it into the boys.

"Now they'll sleep for a few days instead of a few hours."

"I'm quite interested to see what we actually bought," Steve said.

Then they ordered Dino to undress the boys one by one. The first one was the biggest of the three. The man from the orphanage had told them some information about the boys and Steve had written it down in a small booklet he always carried with him.

"Okay. Let's see. This is Silvio Maldini. He's the oldest of the three: ten years and six months. He's also the leader of the pack, so to speak."

"What's…" Daniel said, as he walked up to the boy and felt his skin around the small member, "Yeah, I saw it right."

"What is it?" Steve asked.

"Feel for yourself."

Steve gently stroked the skin and immediately understood what Daniel meant. There was some soft fluffy hair above the root of the boy's penis.

"He must have already hit puberty. No wonder he's so uncontrollable. But we'll get him disciplined nevertheless."

"Moving to the next boy," Steve continued, "This is Roberto Donati. He's ten years and 2 months. He's Silvio's best friend and follows him where he can."

After Dino had undressed Roberto it was clear to see that his body was far behind Silvio's where it came to development. Where Silvio already showed some fluff and rather big balls, Roberto was still bald with the testes of a young boy.

"By the way, how old exactly are you?"

"I'm not sure, but I always keep the date that they found me on the doorstep of the orphanage."

"And that means…"

"That two weeks from now I'll turn eleven."

"Okay. Well, you have to tell me the story some time, but now let's continue with the third and last boy."

As Dino went over to pull off the clothes on this boy, Steve continued to read out the information he had written down.

"This is Gio Maldini. He's the younger brother of Silvio and goes wherever his big brother goes. That has lead him into some problems recently, but he keeps looking up to his big brother. He's nine years and four months, by the way."

The group of four inspected the now naked youngster and saw a beautiful boy with some cute little boy genitals. All the boys looked stunning. Or, at least, they could have, if they weren't this mall nourished. But that was something that could easily be fixed back home.

"So what are your plans with these boys, dad?"

"Well, Silvio will be my servant, Roberto is Andrew's and I thought about giving Gio to Ben and Paul, as a souvenir."

"Sounds great. I just wonder how it will go with the disciplining."

"Don't worry, Daniel. Elizabeth and I trained you and Ben, too, didn't we?"

"Yes," Daniel said, "you did. And those were some great days in my life. Not the punishments of course, but the other things we did are now fond memories."

Steve almost choked up by his son's words and quickly gave him a hug.

"Thanks, son, it means a lot to me."

"Now, let's go to bed. It's going to be a very early day tomorrow."

They now all had a companion in bed. Steve had Silvio, Andrew had Roberto and Gio was lying between Daniel and Dino. It didn't take long before all were off to dreamland.

The next day the whole group woke up early. They had to be at the harbor on time. Otherwise they would miss the tide to sail out. Steve had been thinking how to smuggle the boys on board without being seen by locals. He had found the answer in acquiring some antique looking rugs. Luckily for him the boys were very small for their age. He rolled the boys each in a rug and then they could be brought on to the ship without rousing any suspicion. Once they were at open sea Steve and Andrew would be able to make sure everything went well with the special cargo.

Luckily for Daniel, Andrew had remembered the seasickness remedy. And they luckily worked. Unfortunately not for too long. Andrew recommended not to take more then one dose a day. But with Daniel, the medicine only worked for twenty-two hours. When it started to loose it's power, the others tried their best to keep Daniel's mind from thinking of the seasickness. Thethird day, they had left the Mediterranean and had headed for the open ocean again. Now Daniel's illness was very much visible.

"Why don't you tell us your story," Steve said to Dino, thinking it would occupy Daniel.

"My story, Sir?"

"Yes, your personal history. What happened in your life until now?"

"Oh," Dino replied, finally understanding what Steve meant, "Well, it started almost eleven years from now. I was left on the doorstep of the orphanage. There was not much on me that could identify me. I just had some cloths that I was wrapped in, but nothing else."

"So the people of the orphanage took me in. I guess they did their best. But they were only two and there were twenty five of us boys. After a couple of years the towns government wasn't pleased with how the orphanage was run. It had to be less expensive. They fired the couple in charge and replaced them with a nasty looking man. A crooked nose and beady little eyes. A real skinflint."

"That does sound a bit like the bloke who sold you those boys, Steve."

"Now that you mention it… We'll have to ask the boys later, when they wake up," Steve said, "Please, continue."

"I don't know why, but suddenly the older boys were turning against me. Saying that I had always been the couples favorite and that I had cost them that much that they had been fired. And the worst thing was that the new 'father' rented us out."

"Rented you out?" Daniel asked surprised.

"Yes. He would ask money from men and then let them have their way with us in a small room. Some were nice, but most of them were just nasty and not nice at all."

Dino started to get upset reliving his past and Daniel quickly gave the boy a glass of water to calm him down.

"What did they do? If you don't mind me asking," Steve gently inquired.

"They would handle me very roughly. They would undress me and, if it wouldn't go the way they wanted, they would rip the clothes off. It usually ended up with me draped over the bed with my knees on the floor. And while the man held me in position by putting his weight down or by twisting my arm, the man would then enter me between my asscheeks. Usually they were much too big for me, but they didn't care. They just pushed harder. And it hurt. It really hurt. They would slide their big things up and down until I felt them something pumping in me and then they'd go, leaving me there."

By now Dino was in tears. Daniel quickly pulled the boy towards him and took him on his lap, hugging him and comforting him as much as he could.

"Don't worry. You're here now. And we would never hurt you like that."

Dino looked up at his master and gave a small smile. "I know," he said, in soft voice.

When Dino had calmed down again, Steve was a bit hesitant but finally asked for the rest of the story.

"I'm sorry to push you, Dino, but how did you end up from the orphanage in that inn?"

Dino swallowed and wanted to continue when he was interrupted by Daniel.

"You just take your time. Tell us in your own pace."

"Well," Dino continued, "the others really turned on me. After a few weeks their hate against the new head of the orphanage focused on me. Like I said, they blamed me for the change of leadership. And one day they had enough. They snapped."

"What do you mean?" Daniel asked, "They snapped?"

"One evening they turned on me. We were in the dorm and were sleeping when I was suddenly pulled off my bed and dragged to the washing area. There they stripped me and four guys held me down: Two on my legs and two on my arms. They kept my arms and legs spread. Then Tonio walked up to me and said: "Now you're going to pay for our misery." And while those four still held me down, Tonio kicked me really hard, right in me balls. I couldn't do anything to protect them. They really had a firm grip on my legs and arms. And he really hit his target hard."

Dino was getting emotional again. It was still very vivid in his mind. After a few seconds he was able to continue.

"After Tonio, the other boys followed his example."

"How many?" Daniel asked, with concern in his voice.

"I don't know. After number twelve I lost consciousness. When I came to I was in one of the corners of the room, stinking like pee. Apparently after they had put me in the corner they all peed on me. I was drenched."

"I immediately understood that I had to leave. I succeeded in opening a window of the washing room and crawled out. I ran through the streets. By a fountain I washed myself from the pee-stench and then I hid until it was day again and I sneaked out of one of the city gates. After a day I came to that inn where you guys found me. The rest you know."

By now it was close to bedtime. Daniel and Dino were clearly very tired, so they turned in together. Steve and Andrew went down below before going to bed. They went to check on the three boys. They did this every day during the trip: just before going to bed they checked the condition of their newly acquired slaves. Every night it surprised Steve and Andrew just how small the boys actually were. Small and skinny. Andrew had made a potion that would give the boys enough nutrition to stay alive during the trip. But they were still very concerned whether the boys would make it. They looked so weak. It was clear that they had been exposed to malnourishment for some time now. Once back home Rose's cooking would soon make an end to that.

As they were downstairs checking on the boys Steve just couldn't help himself also checking on the boys' private parts. Each boy felt soft and the small testes, rolling free through the hanging sac, turned Steve on. He could hardly wait to get home and start the training of these youngsters.

"Do you want me to give them the same procedure as with 'Sean' and 'Rob'?" Andrew asked.

"No, that won't be necessary," Steve replied, "that was because of the danger of getting Elizabeth pregnant. These boys won't get that chance anyway so there is no need to tie their balls off."

"But how long does this artificial sleep last?" Steve asked.

"As long as I want it to. In that potion there is enough of the medicine to keep them asleep for twenty-four hours. So you just let me know and I'll wake them up for you."

"Okay. Well, I think for now we'll keep them asleep until we're back home. Let's get some sleep as well."

They rolled the boys back into the carpets and went to bed.

The next day Daniel woke up first. As he opened his eyes Daniel notice he was spooning Dino again and his hand was cupping the boy's little morning-wood. As Daniel started to play with it a little Dino gave a soft moan and slowly woke up.

"Good morning, handsome."

"Good morning, Master," Dino said, as he turned around.

He smiled at Daniel and then gave him a morning kiss right on the lips. Daniel loved his new servant. He was so cute and caring. He was soft and gentle, both inside and out. Somehow he had a hard time imagining anyone could ever hate this sweet guy.

By now Steve and Andrew slowly woke up as well. Every one got dressed and just as they were done there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Steve said.

A young lad entered. It was clearly the ship-boy.

"The captain invites you for breakfast in his quarters."

"How nice of him. Lead the way, young man."

The boy went ahead and lead the group to the back of the ship. There they found a table set with bread and honey and ale.

"Welcome," the captain said, "I hope you had a pleasant night?"

"Yes, we did."

"Even you?" the captain asked, looking at Daniel.

"Yes. Andrew gave me some medicine against the sickness and so far it worked."

"Good to hear. Well, let's eat."

They all sat down at the table and started to eat. The boy was standing aside, waiting for orders.

Suddenly the captain gave Steve and Andrew a wink and dropped his knife.

"Pick it up for me, boy," the captain ordered to the boy.

The boy did as he was ordered. He walked up to the table, bent down through his knees to pick up the fork and handed it over to the captain. But instead of accepting the fork he grabbed the boy in his groin, which made the boy gasp for air. The captain then gave a hard jerk so the boy tumbled forward over the captain's lap.

"How dare you offer me a dirty fork? Couldn't you wipe it clean first?"

And with that the captain pulled down the boy's pants and started to spank the exposed butt. After ten severe hits he let go of the boy. Still clearly in pain, both his cheeks as well as his balls, the boy stumbled back to his place to the side. As the boy staggered back, the captain noticed the worried faces of his guests.

"Don't worry," he said, "the boy and I have a very good understanding. Besides, he likes a bit of pain, don't you, boy?"

The ship-boy nodded to the guests. They saw he had a small smile on is face, but also had a bit of a hard time, coping with the pain.

"You know what," the captain said to Dino, "why don't you give him some pain as well."

Dino looked at the captain and then at the boy. He saw the fear in the boy's eyes. But he couldn't ignore the captain's request. Dino walked over to the boy and told him to get on his knees. The boy's eyes were getting wide, but Dino re-assured him. Still a bit hesitant the boy complied.

"Please, don't hurt me in the balls. They're too sensitive right now," the boy whispered to Dino without anyone else hearing it.

Dino gave the boy a comforting smile and then pulled the boy's pants down. As the boy was exposed the swelling of his sac was already evident. Around his groin area there were clear marks of older beatings. The guests felt sorry for the boy, but also knew the predicament Dino was in.

Then Dino told the boy to bend forward and go on all fours. As soon as the boy had done this Dino started to spank the boy on his still red butt-cheeks. After fifteen hits the cheeks were very red, almost purple. Dino thought he had done enough and let the boy return to his place.

"Well done," the captain said, "I knew you would feel sorry enough for him to keep his precious jewels alone. I myself always let him tell me when he has had enough and needs some time to recuperate."

"By the way, I think you would like to know that, if things keep going as smooth as they are now, we'll be reaching Newcastle's port late this evening."

"That's wonderful news, captain," Steve replied, "Good to hear we're making such a good time."

"Yes, the gods of the sea have been good to us on this trip so far. Calm seas and a good breeze to steer us in the right direction."

After breakfast was done Daniel and Dino headed back to the passenger's quarters. Steve and Andrew went downstairs again to inspect the 'special' cargo. The boys were doing okay considering the circumstances.

"I'd like to do some more tests before we get to the harbor," Andrew said.

"Okay. Do you want me to help you or is it okay if I check on Daniel and Dino?"

"No, don't worry, go ahead, I'll manage."

"Okay. See you later."

Steve went back to their quarters and as he entered the room he saw something he hadn't expected. Dino was down on all fours and Daniel was on his knees behind the boy. He had clearly entered Dino from behind.

As Dino saw Steve entering he got scared. He didn't know what Steve thought about what his Master was now doing to him. And the look on Steve's face didn't look to promising.

"Please, Sir, don't be mad at my Master."

"Don't worry, Dino," Steve reassured the boy, "I'm not mad. I'm just a bit surprised. I didn't think you would ever want to let someone do that to you again after all the stories you told us."

"Normally I wouldn't," Dino said, "but I trust my Master completely."

"And how does that go for you? Has he betrayed it?"

"No, Sir, not at all. He's very gentle and caring. He's really minding how I feel. He's the first to ever do that."

Daniel bowed and gave Dino a kiss in the back of his neck. Then he slowly started to pull back and move forward again. Dino loved the caring way Daniel was fucking his butt. He also was wondering how Steve would react with his son fucking right in front of his nose.

"So you're completely okay with this?"

"Yes, Sir… Aaah." Dino moaned.

"Mind sharing this beautiful boy?" Steve asked his son.

"No, not as long it's with someone I know and I can trust."

Dino was surprised. What was going to happen now? Was Daniel pulling out and letting Steve enter? Dino wasn't sure he could accommodate a full size adult-member which Steve undoubtedly had. But on the other hand, his Master trusted him, so it might be alright after all.

But Dino was worrying for nothing. Daniel had no intention to leave Dino's back entrance before seeing it all to the end. Instead, Steve knelt in front of Dino and pulled out his semi-hard big dick. Dino swallowed. Was he to get his mouth around that thing? He wasn't sure he could.

Steve pulled back his foreskin and rubbed the glans over Dino's lips a few times. Then he held it in the middle of the boy's mouth, aimed it and pushed forward. Slowly the dick was entering Dino's mouth and the boy felt how the big glans was rubbing against his palate. Steve now took his belt. He put it underneath Dino's chest and then held it in place so that it was like a swing, holding Dino in place without using his hands for support. Because his hands where now free, Dino could use them to play with Steve's genitals. Dino not only started to rub the shaft of the member whose glans he was still sucking and licking. The other hand was cupping and fondling Steve's big balls. Dino had difficulties holding the two big balls at the same time in his small hand. But that didn't keep him from giving Steve a wonderful time.

Meantime, Daniel was still pumping the boy's ass. Suddenly Daniel started to moan in a deep voice. Dino felt the piece of meat getting a bit harder.

"Ooohh," Daniel moaned loudly, "I'm cumming!"

And with that warning Dino felt the warm semen taking possession of his bowels. After Daniel felt that his balls had been drained till the last drop he pulled out of Dino and took an old rag to clean his member. When he looked up he saw his dad starting to breath heavily. Daniel knew it wouldn't take long for his dad to reach his climax as well. He know started to encourage Dino to bring it home. Dino did his best and Steve really appreciated that. He shot one of the biggest loads in a long time. Immediately Daniel pulled Dino close and gave him a passionate kiss on the mouth, followed by his tongue entering his servant's mouth to taste his dad's semen. Daniel had always loved the taste ever since he had his first load some years ago.

After that father and son exchanged a look of understanding. They quickly pulled Dino to his feet. The boy was standing between Steve and Daniel. Then Steve turned the boy so he was facing Daniel. The two man were on their knees and Daniel quickly started to fondle the boy's beautiful genitals. Daniel loved the small marbles that were moving inside the sac as he fondled them. He pulled back the foreskin and gave a soft kiss on the exposed glans. Daniel's tongue swirled around the sensitive bell. Dino loved what was going on. His master was now indulging on his little pecker. Dino felt so proud that he pleased him so much.

But suddenly Dino felt something on his backside. Steve carefully pulled the boy's ass-cheeks apart and let the tip of his tongue rub the sensitive sphincter. Dino immediately gave a soft moan.

"You like that?" Steve asked in a caring voice.

"Oh, yes, Sir, it feels sooooo gooood," Dino half moaned.

What Steve hadn't expected was that Dino lost the control of his sphincter a little bit and some of the just deposited semen was dripping out of the hole. Steve didn't hesitate and immediately licked up the small gift that Dino's bowels gave him. Just like Daniel loved his dad's semen, Steve had a soft spot for Daniel's. It tasted so good to him.

The two men continued to orally please the boy from both sides and after several minutes of getting closer and closer Dino finally had his climax. His body was shaking all over and after thirty seconds of dry orgasm his legs collapsed underneath him. Luckily Daniel was able to catch the boy. He took him in his arms and laid the boy on the bed. Steve and Daniel then lied down on each side of him.

They were just admiring the beautiful features of Dino's face up close, when Andrew walked in.

"Hmm, looks like I missed something."

"Well, why don't you come over? Then Dino can give you a nice hand job," Daniel suggested.

"No, that won't be necessary," Andrew replied, "Actually, I had my own nice time down below. When I was checking on the boys I was wondering how well Roberto's hand would fit me. Well, I can tell you it fits perfectly."

Dino didn't understand what Andrew was talking about. But Andrew was willing to explain. He had used the boy's right hand as a tool and had guided it as he held it wrapped around his member. It had been a very good hand job.

Late that evening the boy, who had been there to serve them at the captain's table, came over to inform them the harbor was in sight.

Daniel was the first to get off board and set foot on solid ground.

"No happy dance this time?" the captain asked ironically.

"No. And sorry for last time."

"Ah, no worries. Just happy that the stuff your friend gave you helped."

"So am I," Daniel said, "so am I."

Steve quickly went over to a couple of men gathered near one of the warehouses. After a few minutes he returned and, not much later, two vehicles arrived. A coach for themselves and a horse and wagon for the merchandise. It was still long way to go, but Steve and the others wanted to go home as soon as possible. So even though it was night, the party went for it. Steve wasn't too afraid that there would be problems on the way, but to ease the drivers he sat next to the driver of the wagon as Daniel did the same on the coach.

It was a smooth ride and, early in the morning, around six, the group arrived back at the mansion. Just as they drove up to the main entrance, Sarah was coming out with a rug that needed a beating. As she saw who was on the vehicles that were approaching she went into the house to warn everybody. By the time the horses halted the whole family and staff had come out to welcome the travelers back.

Elizabeth immediately threw herself around Steve's neck.

"What am I happy that you're back in one piece."

"Hey, I was on a business trip, not an army expedition."

"I know, but nevertheless."

The next one who was getting a warm greeting was Daniel. As Elizabeth let him go again, Andrew and Dino were just getting out of the coach.

"Hello, uncle Andrew."

"Hello, my dear. Every time I see you I get jealous of John."

This made Elizabeth blush and to change the point of attention she turned over to the young boy.

"And who is this?"

"This," Daniel said, "this is Dino. He's my new servant."

"Oh. A bit like Sean was?" Elizabeth said, winking at Daniel. Then she turned to Dino. "Well, you're very welcome."

Dino didn't completely understood what she meant. Daniel had tried to teach him some English and he was a quick learner, but the only thing he understood was the last thing she said to him.

"Thank you, ma'am."

The family went into the house while James and Jake helped unloading the cargo. When everything was brought inside the house, Steve paid the men and they left. Steve quickly gave instructions to James and Jake to take the three rugs to their rooms.

After that, they joined the rest at the breakfast table. It was such a special occasion that the family and staff were eating together. Dino was ordered to help with the serving. He was a very good help to Sarah and Rosy. As he sat down and saw all the food that was on the table his eyes became as big as saucers. When the rest of the table saw it they started to laugh, making Dino feel embarrassed.

"Are you hungry?" Daniel asked.

"Yes, Sir."

Daniel smiled and he helped Dino with the rules at the table and with the cutlery. When they all had finished the table was cleared and the family moved over to the salon. Steve was now able to tell them all about the traveling and what they had been through. Everybody found it very fascinating, but after a couple of hours Ben and Paul wanted to turn in.

"Wait, I will go with you," Steve said.

At first Ben and Paul didn't understand, but when they entered the room they saw a new carpet that the bed was standing on and a hump in the middle of the bed under the sheets. As Ben pulled the sheets away a small, beautiful boy came into view. He quickly turned around to his dad.

"That's your new slave. For you and Paul. Andrew will help you wake him up in the morning."

Benjamin threw himself around his dad's neck. The boy was tied at his wrists and ankles and he had a gag in his mouth.

"His name is Gio and he's 8 years old," Steve said. "It's your job to teach him the rules. Do you remember how Ellis and I trained you and Daniel? Now it's your turn to do that with Gio."

"Wow, thank you, dad," Benjamin said, "I'll do my best to train him and make him the best servant you've ever seen."

"That's quiet a challenge you set yourself there. Remember that I saw you and Daniel and Paul in the position of servant as well."

Benjamin and Paul smiled at each other and at Steve.

"Good night, dad."

"Good night."

Steve left the room and closed the door. Ben and Paul immediately walked over to the bed and started to inspect the sleeping beauty.

"He really is cute," Paul admitted.

"Yes, he is," Ben replied. "Come, let's join him."

And with that the two boys got undressed and climbed into the bed. They both slid next to the boy, each on one side. As they lay there they started to inspect the boy some more. Their hands were moving over the smooth young body. They felt the boy's nipples. Ben's hand moved down and started to feel the boy's small genitals. His sac was tight around his pre-pubertal balls and the small pecker felt nice in it's soft condition.

Suddenly Ben looked at Paul in a mischief way. He gave a small smile and then moved over. He raised himself a bit and gave the young boy a tender kiss on the lips. Paul soon followed his lover's example and gave Gio a loving kiss as well.

Then Ben laid on his side and threw his arm over Gio towards Paul. Paul did the same. Ben took hold of Paul's hand and then let both their hands, still intertwined, rest on Gio's chest.

"Good night, Paul."

"Good night, Ben."

In the meantime, as Steve descended the stairs he encountered Daniel and Dino going up.

"We're going to bed as well, dad. Good night," Daniel said as they passed each other.

"Okay. Good night, you two."

Back downstairs Steve found Andrew reading in one of the ancient books he had been given by George. Steve poured himself a drink and sat down next to the fireplace.

"How long do you reckon our new boys will sleep?"

"According to my calculations the drug should wear off between 7 and 7:30 in the morning."

Steve smiled, emptied his glass and said his good-nights. In his room Steve found Silvio just the way they had left him: bound and gagged, on the rug on the floor that some years ago had been used by Daniel and Ben. Steve walked over to the boy and spread the boy's legs. The youngster's cute little pecker laid softly over his big sac. It seemed to Steve that Silvio's balls had started puberty, but his dicky hadn't yet. Steve reached over and fondled the big looking balls. They felt heavy as well.

"I wonder if they already work," Steve asked to himself.

Then he stood up and went to bed.

The next morning Andrew was the first to wake up. As he stretched, he looked aside and looked into two wide open, fear-filled eyes. The boy was still bound and gagged, so he couldn't do anything. Andrew motioned to the boy that he should stay silent and removed the gag from his mouth.

"How do you feel?" Andrew asked in his best Italian.

"I'm okay, I think. Where am I? Where are Silvio and Gio?"

"Don't worry. All in good time. You are now in my possession. You will be my slave or servant. You will do as I tell you and as long as you obey the rules, you'll be treated very well."

"Rules?"

"Yes. I'll explain them to you later. First we'll have to give you a bath and cleaning. And I think you would like to relieve yourself, right?"

"Actually I do, Sir."

"Good. Come with me."

Andrew untied the boy's ankles and guided him to the small chamber where Roberto could do his business. Then Andrew helped the boy by the washing and soon both were ready for the dinner table.

As smoothly as it went with Andrew and Roberto, as hard was it for Ben, Paul and Gio. The small boy was the first to wake up and saw the two older boys lying beside him, with their arms over him. Gio didn't understand what was going on or where he was. As the boys slowly woke up, Gio noticed they spoke in a strange language. But they gave a very friendly smile. Both of them. And they were very gentle to him. As they removed the gag Gio immediately started to ask them everything.

"Dove mi trovo? Dove è Silvio?"

The boys looked at each other.

"We hadn't thought about that. We don't speak Italian. How are we going to manage?"

Finally they found a way. Using their hands and feet they managed to make several things clear to Gio. That they were Ben and Paul. That he had to do what they told him. As they started to clean him they also noticed that he had some old bruises on the back of his small ball-sac. It wasn't clear how he got them. They would ask Steve to translate the question later. But where Silvio was they couldn't tell him. They didn't know.

Unfortunately Steve and Silvio had a rough start as well. Steve woke up and as he opened his eyes, Steve could see Silvio standing next to him with a sharp piece of wood, ready to stab his new master. How he had managed to do this was a puzzle to Steve, since Silvio was still bound. Steve quickly reacted and overpowered the young boy. Silvio, still gagged and bound, fell on the bed and immediately felt the weight of Steve pushing him down.

"That was a very stupid move you made," Steve said in his best Italian, "You're going to be punished for that."

Steve had no sooner said it, than Silvio felt a stinging pain in his butt-cheeks as Steve's hand was hitting them hard. By the end the cheeks were dark red. Steve removed the gag and then took Silvio to an adjacent room so he could do his morning business. Steve helped him a bit. Then they went downstairs to meet the others.

The rest had already come down and sat at the table with the new boys standing to the side, with Dino being a good example for the other two. As soon as Steve and Silvio entered, however, Gio broke his position and ran towards his older brother. They immediately started to exchange information about how they had been treated. Gio saw the red marks on his brother and looked in fear at Steve.

"He shouldn't have attacked me," Steve simply stated to Gio, "now go back to your place and instruct your brother."

Gio quickly did what he was told and took Silvio with him. Steve could still see the fire that was burning in Silvio's eyes. This was going to be a tough one. But Steve liked a challenge.

During breakfast the boys stayed quiet, although they were a bit excited. The food that came to the table made their tummies rumble. When the men at the table had finished, they invited the boys to take their seats at the table. Each boy took the seat of his owner. As soon as they sat down they wanted to charge the food, but soon they were corrected. The boys were forced to mind their manners despite their hunger. And although it were just left-overs, to the boys, who were used to the orphanage food, this was still a feast.

After the boys were done Steve took them and Ben and Paul to the study. In there they found five chairs behind a big table. And opposite to that there was a desk.

"Okay, boys," Steve said, "sit down. Silvio over there, Roberto next to him, then Paul, Gio and Ben."

The boys did as they were told, although Steve saw the fire in Silvio's eyes coming back.

"Boys, I'm going to educate you. The reason Ben and Paul are here as well is so they will learn some Italian. Good, let's start."

Steve first started by teaching the boys the rules of the house. Then he started with some basic English so the boys should be able to understand better what their Masters wanted from them. However, when Steve asked Silvio a question the boy refused to answer. Steve pulled the boy from his chair and pushed him over the table. He then started to spank the boy's ass hard. Gio and Roberto wanted to interfere but were stopped by Paul and Ben. After five hits Silvio was ordered to sit down again.

Steve continued with his lecture, but Silvio stayed as stubborn as a mule. Even after he had already had four sessions of spanking the boy refused to give the right answer to Steve's questions. This time Steve pulled the boy to his feet. And before Silvio knew what was going on Steve's knee had already made contact with the boy's groin. Gasping for air and cupping his nuts, Silvio was pushed back into his seat.

"Now don't make me even madder," Steve said to Silvio.

But when he came back to Silvio for the sixth time, the boy again refused.

"Okay, enough," Steve said, as he picked up the boy and went to the door. "Ben, you're in charge until I'm back. Try to teach the others some sentences that might come in handy."

As Ben started to teach the boys sentences like 'Yes, Sir.' and 'As you wish, Sir', Steve took Silvio upstairs. There he tied the boy to the bedposts near the foot-end of the four-poster bed. Silvio was now standing at the end of the bed, with his arms spread wide.

"You'll stay here until I'm finished with the class. Then we'll have a nice talk." Steve said and then left.

Now that Silvio had been removed from the room the education was a success. By lunchtime the boys had already learned a lot.

After a nice short lunch the boys were sent off to the staff to do their chores. At that same time Steve went upstairs to have that talk to Silvio. As he entered the room Silvio was still pig-headed.

"Still not cooperative?" Steve asked.

As an answer Silvio spit into Steve's face. Steve slapped the boy and then walked over to the fireplace. He picked up the poker next to it and laid it down with the tip into the fire. Then he walked over to the bed, climbed on it behind Silvio and whispered in the boy's ear:

"Just remember that I've been an army captain. I've seen all kinds of ways to torture people. Are you sure you want to take me on?"

For the first time Steve saw fear in the boy's eyes. Finally he was breaking through.

"What are you going to do with that poker?" Silvio asked, with definite fear in his voice.

"Depends on you. I could put it on some sensitive body parts and give you an agonizing pain. I could also just put it back in the holder. It all depends on your cooperation during our chat."

Steve walked around and stood in front of Silvio.

"Now tell me why you're making it so difficult for yourself."

"I'm not telling you anything, kidnapper!"

Steve shrug his shoulders and picked up the poker. By now the tip was fiery red. As Steve walked up to Silvio the boy tried to break free. He hadn't thought Steve would go through with it. Suddenly Silvio broke down. Tears ran down his face as he begged Steve not to burn him. Then Steve saw that tears weren't the only thing that were running. Silvio's fear had made him loose control over his bladder.

"Then answer my question," Steve calmly said.

"You took us away from our dad. Now we'll never see him again."

"Your dad? What do you mean? You're an orphan."

"Only partially."

"How do you mean?"

"Our dad was arrested. After our mother died we were put into the orphanage, but we're not orphans."

Steve put the poker back down into the fire and sat down next to boy, trying to avoid the pee covered legs.

"Tell me. Start from the beginning."

Silvio was surprised. Steve looked genuinely interested.

"Well, about four years ago my dad got arrested for murder. But he hadn't done it. He was framed by some corrupt officer."

"I know how that works," Steve said, remembering the accident at George's place.

"Well, my mum tried her best to provide for us and she succeeded rather well. Until last winter. It was really cold and she died of bad lunghs. Then the authorities decided to put me and my brother in the orphanage."

"And that's where you met Roberto?"

"Yes. But do you see? You took us out of Italy. Now I will never see my dad again."

Now Silvio broke down again. Steve untied the boy's wrists and took him in his arms. He didn't mind the pee-stench any more. He was now more concerned about Silvio's welfare.

"Okay, Silvio, now I start to see where your rebelliousness comes from. But perhaps I can help. First let's get cleaned up a bit."

Steve changed his clothes and helped Silvio washing his legs. After that they went downstairs and into the study. Steve sat down behind his desk and took some piece of paper. After asking Silvio some questions Steve knew what he needed to set things in motion.

Apparently Vittorio Maldini had a longtime feud with his neighbor over a piece of land. It was a fertile strip of land that his neighbor wanted to have. One day a woman had been found dead in an alley nearby. She had been violated and, after that, her throat had been slit. In her hand they found a piece of cloth that had been ripped off from some clothing. When they searched Vittorio's house they found the shirt. But Vittorio had never seen it before. Unfortunately the authorities didn't believe him and, since the neighbor was wealthier then the Maldinis, the father got convicted for life.

Steve then sent Silvio to the kitchen to join the others. He himself immediately started a letter to his old friend George.

Dear George,

how are you doing? It was such a joy to see you again after such a long time. I do hope everything is going well with you, Sophia and Francesca. She isn't having to much problems from the nasty incident, is she? Hopefully it won't be this long before we see each other again.

Actually, the reason I'm writing to you is the following.

In his letter Steve explained to George how he got himself some new servants and also about the situation with Silvio's father.

Since you used to be on his majesty's intelligence service, I was hoping you could try to find out more about the trial and the circumstances. This is what I know so far:

And then Steve told George everything that Silvio had told him. The date of the arrest and the trial. And the name of the prison where the man was supposed to be kept.

Hope to hear from you again soon.

Steve

When Steve was done he had James take the letter with him the next day as he went into town. From then on Steve had a much more controllable Silvio in his class and in his bed. The boy even pleasantly surprised Steve by letting him play with his sphincter. He even asked if Steve would like to use his ass. As Steve fingered the boy's back entrance he noticed that it wasn't as tight as he expected it to be.

"Have you had someone up there before?" Steve asked.

Silvio bowed his head and with a shy look at Steve he nodded. "Father Francesco."

"The man that sold you to me?"

Silvio nodded again.

"Did it hurt when he did that to you?"

"Yes. A lot."

"Then why do you offer it to me?"

"Because I thought you wanted me to," Silvio said with a soft, uncertain voice.

"I do. But only when you're ready. And personally, I don't think you are right now."

"Oh. Okay."

Silvio was clearly a bit disappointed that he wasn't allowed to please his new master in this way. Steve had done so much for him that Silvio wanted to return the favor. But he was also very happy to have found such a nice master. Actually, Silvio wasn't the only happy boy in the household. All three Italians were feeling very lucky. Yes, they were servants. Maybe even slaves. But still they were treated ten times better than in the orphanage. As Steve wrapped his arms around Silvio and pulled the boy against his warm body, Silvio felt Steve's excitement pressing against his crack.

"Don't worry, cutey. We'll train your butt and you'll soon be able to give me that pleasure you wanted to."

Suddenly Silvio tried to move. He turned around and was now facing his master. As his hard young pecker was now pressing against Steve's massive rod Silvio gave Steve a gentle, loving kiss on the mouth.

"Thank you, Sir."

"For what?"

"For being so nice and understanding. And I'm sorry."

"Sorry? For what?"

"For misjudging you. I thought you would be a harsh, terrible man like father Francesco. But you're not. You're the first adult who's been nice to me since my mum died."

Now Silvio turned back into the young boy he was and tears flowed from his eyes. Steve immediately hugged Silvio even tighter and spoke soothing words to the lad. After a few minutes the boy went quiet. Steve looked at Silvio's beautiful face. He looked so peaceful and angel-like sleeping in Steve's arms. Steve laid his head down and soon joined Silvio in a nice and calm night.

It had been a couple of months since the rocky start. By now the normal education of the boys was going very well. They been instructed in etiquette and personal health, English, Italian, geography and history. The languages were taught both writing and reading. Something the boys could never have thought when they first arrived.

But that was not the only type of education these youngsters got. Where they had the ordinary lessons during daytime, in the evening and sometimes at night they were educated in the art of sex and making love.

After their talk where Silvio offered Steve his young back entrance, Steve had decided to slowly work on it. That meant that several evenings and nights Silvio had gotten a round piece of wood pushed into his asshole which would remain there for one to two hours. It started with a thin piece about the size of a pencil. After that the size, especially the girth, was slowly increased. Steve had a whole range of wooden sticks prepared. They went from thin to thick. (Ø: 4 – 6 – 8 – 10 – 12 – 14 cm) [Ø: 1½ – 2½ – 3¼ – 4 – 4¾ – 5½ in]. The wood pieces all had the same shape: a cylinder with a round top to ease the entry.

Steve kept the biggest one in Silvio a few nights in a row. At first Silvio didn't understand why his master was doing this. At first he had protested when the bigger poles came into view, but Steve had ordered him to use them. When Silvio had worn the thickest pole for seven nights in a row, Steve decided it was time.

That evening, when Silvio lay down and prepared himself to accept the big pole up his butt, he was very much surprised to feel something completely different entering. Silvio didn't dare to watch, but his curiosity got the best of him. And as he looked over his shoulder he saw his master standing behind him. Steve gave Silvio a loving and comforting smile. Immediately Silvio felt the rod that had invaded him started to be pulled back out. But before the tip could leave him completely the invading object was being pushed back in.

Finally Silvio understood what was happening. His master was now fucking him instead of plugging his ass with some hard piece of oak. Now he also understood why all the different sizes of rods. He was happy that his master had shown so much care for his well-being. That gave him even more reason to do his best in giving his master what he wanted. To pleasure him with the usage of his butt.

Steve noticed that his boy was now completely cooperative and he did his best to make it as easy for him as well. At first he went slow and made sure Silvio was completely comfortable with his situation. Halfway in the action Steve pulled out and turned Silvio, who had been on all fours until now, on his back and pulled the boy's feet up so they were next to Steve's head. Then he entered the boy again.

As they looked each other in the eyes Silvio started to jerk his own stiff pecker. The sight of his master fucking him was such a turn-on for the little boy. Steve noticed and that gave him an extra stimulant. Silvio was so turned on that his orgasm came sooner then he had expected. As his body started to shake, his sphincter started to contract and, in its way, started to jerk Steve's dick even more. This was too much for Steve. As his master moaned deeply Silvio felt Steve's juices being shot into his young inside. Several strings hit the walls of his bowels.

When Steve's orgasm finally went down he pulled out of the boy and laid himself down next to Silvio. As they started to kiss a small string of white liquid escaped from Silvio's hole. The boy felt the trail of the liquid but he didn't gave it any thought. What mattered to him was that he had pleased his master.

***

During those same months Andrew had also educated his boy, Roberto. Every evening Andrew had Roberto lie next to him in bed. He always enjoyed the beauty of the naked boy-body next to him. He loved the nice features of Roberto's face… the dark curly hair… the dark shiny eyes… the soft skin. Andrew softly stroked the boy's chin with his hand. Lowering it to the boy's chest he found two tiny buttons. He couldn't resist rubbing Roberto's nipples with his thumb. And as his hand slowly moved down towards Roberto's soft belly, Andrew leaned in and brought his face close to Roberto. Gently he kissed the boy on his lips. He was surprised by how nice those young lips felt. Roberto clearly loved it, too, since he kissed Andrew back. He looked at the boy again. Roberto's sensual lips were bright red and moist. Then their eyes crossed and Andrew drowned in those dark pools of love.

With their eyes locked on each other, Andrew's hand had moved over to Roberto's groin. His fingers went over the little pecker. It was now proved to Andrew that Roberto loved the action just as much as he did. The small, 4 cm [1½ in] soft sausage had changed into a 9 cm [3½ in] hard, strong pole. Underneath Andrew found a nice sac with two cute little marbles in there. His fingers played with the sensitive gems for a few seconds before concentrating on the meat-stick. Roberto was uncut. Andrew took the foreskin between his thumb and index-finger and started to rub it up and down over the sensitive knob.

All this time he kept staring into Roberto's eyes. The boy was impressed by so much love and care. He also noticed some feelings building up inside him. Andrew noticed the change in Roberto's condition. The boy started to glow and his breathing became deeper and irregular, uncontrolled. Andrew once again leaned forward and as he kept masturbating his little slave and gently and passionately kissed the soft lips of his boy. All this attention turned Roberto on. So much even that soon his body gave him the sensation of a powerful dry orgasm. As Andrew kept kissing, Roberto's body was now shaking and trembling all over. The boy was moaning hard into Andrew's mouth and after fifteen seconds of extreme excitement Roberto's orgasm slowly faded away.

As the boy lay in the bed, completely exhausted, Andrew picked up Roberto's hand and used it the same way as he had done on the ship. But now Roberto was half-conscious. It was enough for him to understand what his master was doing. To give him even more pleasure the boy, with his last bit of energy, raised his head and offered it to Andrew to dump his semen. The boy loved the taste of the creamy substance. Andrew loved his boy's dedication and eagerly made use of the offer.

After that they both lay down their heads and in no time they had drifted off to sleep.

A couple of weeks into the education Andrew noticed a difference with Roberto. He became very quiet, as if he was troubled about something.

"Is there something wrong?" Andrew asked one night as they were getting ready to go to bed.

Roberto bowed his head and didn't really dare to look at his master.

"Sir, may I ask you for a favor?"

"Well, you've been a very good boy these weeks, so yes. Whether I'll grant it depends on the favor you ask for."

Roberto bit his underlip and said: "Sir, would you please squeeze my balls?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Sir. I should have never asked," Roberto said, thinking he had said something to upset his master.

"No, don't worry," Andrew said, "I'm just very surprised. What do you mean? Do you like your balls being squashed?"

"Not so much squashed, Sir."

"Then what do you mean?"

Roberto now explained to Andrew that he had discovered something. By accident. The previous night Andrew had entered Roberto from behind while he was draped over the side of the bed. As Andrew pushed forward, the boy's testes were trapped between his pelvis and the sideboard of the bed. At first it hurt, but soon the pain subsided into a feeling he liked. And now he was trying to have Andrew hurt his balls while they were making love.

"I've heard about fetishes like this," Andrew said, "I would be happy to help you out here. But under one condition."

"What's that?"

"If either one of us think it goes too far we stop immediately."

"Okay, Sir. Sounds fair."

"Good," Andrew said.

That night, when Andrew was going to jerk off the young boy, he wasn't lying next to him. Andrew was on his back and had pulled Roberto on top of him. As Andrew's right hand was playing with the small stiffy, trying to make it even harder, his left hand was cupping the small balls in the sac. Roberto could feel the hand covering the whole sac and how the fingers were pushing out the balls against the skin. As his index-finger and thumb made a ring to prevent the balls from disappearing into the body, the rest of Andrew's hand was slowly closing, building up the pressure that was forced onto the trapped genitals.

Roberto was starting to moan and encouraged his master to continue. Andrew not only increased the pressure on the gems, he also increased the speed with which he jerked the boy off. Roberto was getting really close to a massive orgasm. When the boy finally came it was the strongest and longest orgasm he had had in his young life. By the time it finally went down, almost two minutes later, the boy fainted from exhaustion. Andrew had loved the way he had pleased his boy and knew there were much more great activities ahead.

***

Paul and Ben had taken their education of Gio very serious. In the first couple of weeks they had taught the boy everything they knew about the male body and what the most common sensitive areas were in regards to arousal. After these weeks the two lovers discovered that Gio really was enthusiastic when it came to bedtime. They decided to talk to Gio about it.

"Gio, you're really enjoying it when we go upstairs, don't you?"

"Oh yes, master."

"Why?"

"Because I get to please you and you are going to please me."

"Who says we're going to please you?"

Gio looked at Ben in surprise. They weren't going to play with his sensitive parts? But they always did. Why wouldn't they do it anymore?

"I guess no one, Sir," Gio said, "but I can still please you, right?"

Ben and Paul looked at each other. They had just denied Gio an orgasm that night and still he was as enthusiastic as ever.

"Do you like to please us so much?"

"Oh yes, Sirs, I do. Please, let me please you tonight. I don't mind not getting pleased myself, but please let me help you."

"And why does it mean so much to you?"

"Because … I want to see my masters happy."

"And now the real reason…" Ben said in a stern voice.

Gio got a bit scared. He bowed his head and said in a trembling voice: "I like the liquid you give me when I please you. Please, don't be mad."

Now Ben and Paul knew. Gio wasn't addicted to the sex. Well, he was, but the real thing he wanted was to taste his masters' juices. Ben and Paul decided to give the boy what he wanted this night and then talk to him the next morning about the situation. Gio was thrilled that he could once again taste his masters.

Once they all were in bed Gio quickly started to go to work on Ben and Paul. His enthusiasm was contagious. Ben and Paul were lying there, kissing, with a small boy in between their hips who was switching from one dick to the other. When he was sucking on one dick he kept rubbing the other one. He was so into his assignment that Ben and Paul reached a climax sooner than they and Gio had expected. But Gio had developed so much skill that he still was able to collect all the juices in his mouth. He was ordered to swallow it and then to lie down between the two lovers and that's how they went to sleep.

In the middle of the night however, Ben woke up. He had a feeling inside he couldn't get rid off. It was a mixture of guilt for denying Gio his orgasm and of eagerness for the little pecker. As he lay there thinking what he should do, Ben noticed some movement on the other side of Gio.

"Can't sleep either?" Ben asked.

"No. I really want the taste of that small pecker in my mouth," Paul admitted a bit shyly.

"So do I," Ben replied, "let's do it."

And with that said, the two teenagers slid down and attacked Gio's genitals with their mouths. Within minutes Gio's groin was covered in saliva. His small sac was shining from the moistness. As one tongue was working on the little sac and balls, another mouth was going up and down, sucking on the little sausage. Because of all the chores that day Gio had been exhausted and was in a very deep sleep. His pecker reacted, but Gio himself kept dreaming. Even when Ben noticed that the small rod was hardening even further as sign of a nearby climax. Ben continued and soon Gio started to moan and his body was shaking heavily. When the boy finally calmed down again Ben and Paul smiled at each other, gave each other a good night kiss and laid down as they did that first night when they had a third person in their bed.

***

A month after mailing his letter, Steve received a reply from George. He was very intrigued by the situation. He had already made some inquiries and it seemed that Silvio had told the truth. It was just a start and he would do as much as he could for the boys' father. Steve decided to keep this letter a secret for now and first see how thing would evolve.

As he was remembering the time that Ben and Daniel were still slave-boys Sean and Rob, Steve recalled their liking of the Scottish kilt. That gave him an idea for the three boys that were now running around the house naked. He sat down behind his desk and started to design a uniform for the boys. Soon the drawings were ready. The uniform consisted of a jacket, a kilt and a pair of sandals. The jacket would come to the waist and had some big practical pockets on the side. The kilt was just like a Scottish one with a pouch on the front. The sandals were simple with leather strips.

That afternoon Steve took the measurements of the boys without telling them why. The next day he took Sarah into town and, together, they purchased the correct fabric. Each boy would get his own color. For Silvio, Steve went for a nice dark green. Roberto would be getting red, the same color as the bricks in the big Tudor houses. Gio was getting a beautiful shade of blue. They bought not just enough for the clothes. He wanted to have enough fabric to make repairs and alternations if necessary. Because it was all heavy woolen fabric, the total was rather heavy as well. Luckily they succeeded in getting everything into the wagon.

As soon as they got home, Jake helped Sarah get the material upstairs so she could start on making the boys' outfits. She worked till late that night. Because of the heavy quality of the fabric it was a lot of work, but finally she was ready. As she looked at the three outfits she was really pleased with the result. Hopefully Master Steve would be, too.

The next day the three outfits were hung in the dining room. As the boys entered the room to serve breakfast, they saw the clothes and looked at each other.

"Okay, boys," Steve said, "you have all done very well and, because of that, you're no longer forced to walk around naked. Well, not totally anyway. Over there you see three outfits that I designed and that Sarah made. The green one is yours Silvio. Go and try it on."

"Yes, Sir," Silvio replied and walked over to the clothes.

But as he grabbed the clothes he was shocked to notice that there were no trousers, just a skirt. He looked up at Steve.

"Something wrong?"

"Well, Sir, there is only a skirt. No trousers. Do you want me to dress like a girl?"

"That's not a girl's skirt. It's modeled after the Scottish kilt. Besides, the ancient Roman soldiers also wore skirts. So don't make such a problem of it."

Blushingly Silvio put on the skirt. Followed by the sandals and the jacket. It all fit perfectly.

"Good. Roberto, your turn. You have the red one."

Roberto did as he was told and soon joined Silvio in showing off his new clothing. Gio was the last one to get dressed and the color Steve had picked for the young boy suited him very well. The outfit made his angel-like features stand out even more.

"Good. Now take it off again," Steve said.

The three boys looked at Steve in surprise and confusion.

"The sandals and jacket are only for you to wear when you're outside. In the house you will only wear the kilt. With nothing underneath."

The boys complied and took off the shoes and jackets. Now that they only wore the kilts they were even sexier. Their bare chests were nicely shaped and the kilts were a nice addition to the whole picture. Steve called Silvio to him and, as the boy stood next to him, he could feel a hand crawling up underneath the kilt. It stroke his thighs, groped his butt-cheeks and fondled his low hanging testes. Silvio loved it.

And so did the other boys when they found out that the kilt was not an obstacle for their masters to play with them. Now Silvio also understood the practicality of the kilt above trousers. And the boys felt proud that they had performed so well for their masters that they had earned the right of wearing clothes. They decided to show their masters their appreciation that night.

The boys by now were very happy where they lived. Their masters were treating them nicely and they had a relatively good living. Only Silvio now and then had his darker moments. On those occasions he thought about his dad being in a country far away and that he would probably never see him again.

He wondered how his dad was doing. Was he treated badly in jail? Were the other criminals mean to him or not? And what was his dad thinking? Was he worried about his sons? Did he knew they were taken to another country? Probably not. No one knew, except the barber and father Francesco. And they would never tell. Especially to his dad.

Thoughts like these made Silvio very sad and it took Steve a while to cheer the boy up again. It made Steve sad to see his boy-servant go through such ordeals. He wished he could do something. But everything that he could do he had already done: he had put his friend George on the case. If anyone could figure out something about this case it would be this former intelligence agent of his majesty's army. All they could do was wait for new information.

Some months after Steve had sent the initial letter to George he received a reply. Steve paid the courier and locked himself up in his study. Immediately Steve had recognized the handwriting. With his paper-knife he opened the letter and started to read.

Dear Steve,

How are you, my dear friend? I do hope the new members of your household have settled in well by now. They sure have had enough time to do so. Here everything is going well, too. Actually, since you've been here I have had a concern less. I'm now certain Francesca will not sneak out with a boy. How I know? She has already given away her heart and awaits his response. I think you know the lucky young man. It's Daniel.

Several months ago you wrote to me about a terrible mishap in the justice department and you wanted me to look into it. I can tell you that I have some good news and some bad news. But let me start by the beginning. At first the lawyers were not that happy to open up towards a foreigner, but finally I knew to pursued them to reveal the things surrounding the case. I found out that what the boy told you was true. The neighbor had bribed the policemen to give false statements and those statements were what convicted the father.

When the man got convicted his wife did everything to prevent the loose of the properties. She did succeed for some years, but when she got sick it became too much for her. As soon as she died the boys were brought to the orphanage and the neighbor quickly stepped in to buy the piece of land which he had wanted for so long.

Now for the good and the bad news. The good news is that I was able to get Vittorio out of prison. He was very grateful. The bad news is that he lost everything. His house, his wife, his boys. Everything was gone when he got out. I took him in as my new butler. I also told him about what happened to his boys. Except for the last few months.

I didn't tell him in detail what happened. I only told him the big picture. He knows his boys are living in England and work there as personal servants. He was happy to hear that the boys were still alive. But he was very upset that they were shipped abroad. I think he also is very worried about the circumstances they live in.

And that is what I wanted to talk to you about. If it's fine with you I would like to come over to your place, together with Sophia, Francesca and Vittorio. I will not tell him that it's your household that the boys live in. I want it to be a surprise for him.

Awaiting your answer,

Your good friend,

George

Steve sat down and let everything sink in. After he had thought about all the information he received, Steve took some paper and immediately wrote a reply to George. When he was done he hurried to the kitchen in the hope the courier was still there. Just as Steve entered the man was on the point of leaving.

"Wait a moment, my good man," Steve said, "I have a letter you need to deliver."

The courier took the letter, read the address and put it in his bag.

"I'll bring it to the harbor right away, Sir."

"Good. Here is something for your troubles."

The man tipped his hat and went on his way. As soon as he was gone, Steve called Andrew, Benjamin and Paul into his study. There he told them everything he knew about the whole situation.

"So Silvio's and Gio's dad is alive and coming here?"

"Yes. But it has to stay a secret for the boys. And I also would appreciate it if you keep quiet about it to Daniel. I want him to be surprised by the appearance of Francesca."

"This is going to be a wonderful surprise for Daniel," Andrew said.

"But how about for us?" Benjamin asked.

"What do you mean?" Steve asked.

"Does their dad know what we've been doing with his boys? I mean, what if he finds out that we are using them in bed?"

"I don't know how his dad will react. We will have to wait and see how it will all work out."

A bit worried, they left the room and went to do their own business. There was nothing else for them to do then to wait and have things just take their course.

A couple of weeks later Steve received the final information about the visit of his old friend and his family. They would come over next month and would stay over the entire months of June and July. Steve was very happy about this. He made a good effort that no one knew, except those he had told already and the 'old' members of the staff.

Steve loved to surprise people. Especially his sons. And this was going to be one big surprise for Daniel.

A week later Daniel and Steve were sitting in the living room when a messenger was let in.

"I was sent to tell you they have arrived."

"Thank you, good man. Here is something for you and you can go to the kitchen to get a bite to eat before going back home."

Daniel looked at his dad with a surprised face.

"Who's coming?"

"George, Sophia and Francesca. They're coming here for a month to catch up on things."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Daniel said as he dashed off to his room.

In the corridor Daniel found Dino and ordered him to come with him. Daniel got undressed and told Dino to put his best clothes ready on the bed. While Daniel took a quick wash at the basin, Dino laid Daniel's best clothes down on the bed. He then helped his master to get dressed.

"How do I look?" Daniel asked.

"Very handsome, Master. But I think you look good in everything. Especially your Birthday suit."

Daniel smiled and ruffled Dino's hair.

Steve and the others went outside to greet the guests. As the carriage drove up to the house they saw an extra man sitting next to the driver. By his looks Steve immediately knew that must be Vittorio. As soon as the carriage stopped, the man jumped off and helped his masters to get out. Immediately Steve welcomed them all. Elizabeth and John and Charlie had joined to welcome the old friends. Elizabeth loved the re-acquaintance with Francesca.

While James and Jake were helping Vittorio with the luggage, Steve pulled George aside.

"George, there has been some questions about how to deal with the situation."

"Which situation?"

"Well, how is he going to react when he hears about what his boys have done the last few months?"

"Ah, I see what you mean. Well, don't worry about it. Three weeks before we came over, I caught him in a corner of the garden. He had caught an intruder. Since it was just a young boy, maybe 10, and he hadn't done anything yet, Vittorio decided he wouldn't tell. But he did want something in return for this favor. So when I caught him, the boy was on his knees in front of him giving him some service. Vittorio first thought I would throw him out, but I didn't. I explained that I understood. That I had these feelings too. Besides, I knew the kid. He sometimes came round to earn an extra lira by doing special chores, if you get my drift."

"Ah, I see. So you think Vittorio won't be too mad?"

"Well, if he does, I think you've got two people here who can change his mind for him."

"You might be right about that."

Now that Steve had been reassured, he guided the guests inside. Just as they entered, Daniel and Dino came downstairs. As the guests saw Daniel coming down every one was doing his best to keep a straight face. They succeeded for most of the time. But when Daniel greeted Francesca she lost control and started to giggle. Feeling insulted Daniel went back upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Steve asked, almost bursting in laughter.

"I have some things to do," Daniel said in a cold way and disappeared.

Back in his room Daniel, who was now sitting on the bed, was joined by Dino.

"Don't worry, Sir. I think you look very handsome. What do they know?"

"She laughed at me!" Daniel said, "I can't believe she actually made fun of me."

Dino saw how much it grabbed his master. He kneeled down in front of Daniel and took his hands.

"She means that much to you?"

Daniel looked up with watery eyes and saw the beautiful face of his servant. It immediately calmed him down.

"Yes, she does. I think she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Well, just let's forget about it and go back to our business."

Daniel changed back to his ordinary clothes and decided to go about doing the chores for that day instead of joining his father entertaining the guests. As he was in the kitchen, inquiring if everything was going well, Francesca entered.

"Ah, here you are. Daniel, I was wondering would you mind showing me the gardens?"

"Okay," Daniel said as cool as he could.

The chilliness in the way Daniel was acting was very clear to everyone in the kitchen. Francesca swallowed and followed Daniel outside. She had to take a short sprint to catch up to him. This was not how she had imagined a nice walk with Daniel would be. Suddenly she stopped.

"And now you're going to tell me what's going on. You've been cold as ice ever since we arrived. Why?"

"You really have to ask?" Daniel said.

"Yes."

"First I was not notified of you and your parents coming over. So when I heard, just minutes before you arrived, I changed so I would look my best to welcome you. And what happens? You laugh at me and make fun of me. And now you expect me to be nice? Sorry, but at the moment this is the nicest I can be."

Francesca got surprised by Daniel's outburst. She had never expected it from him.

"I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings like that, Daniel, but I never meant to do so. But you have to admit, you did look a bit funny. You were completely overdressed."

Francesca took Daniel's hand and, as she did, he looked at her. Francesca gave him her most warming and apologizing smile. As he saw her face and thought about what she said, his anger melted away.

"I guess you're right. I was a bit overdressed, wasn't I?"

"Yes, you were. But whether you're overdressed or not, you always look handsome to me." Francesca said and gave Daniel a kiss on the cheek. "So are we good again?"

Daniel played reluctance for a few seconds but said: "Yes, we're good."

To seal the peace Daniel gave Francesca a soft kiss on her lips. Francesca felt a warm glow going through her body as Daniel's lips touched hers. She was so happy that she and Daniel had made up.

"Come, I want to show you something," Daniel said.

Daniel gave Francesca an arm and led her through an opening in one of the hedges. Francesca was astonished. She had never expected such a beautiful rose garden behind that hedge. Daniel lead her to a bench and they sat down. Opposite of them, in the center of the flowers was a statue of an angel. On its base it stated: 'In loving memory of my wife and our mother'.

"Is this…?" Francesca asked softly.

Daniel nodded. "The statue my dad had made in memory of my mother. I still miss her sometimes."

Francesca put her arm around Daniel's shoulder. She tried to comfort him a little. Daniel took her hand and looked into her eyes.

"Francesca, I'm so happy right now. I'm so glad I was able to share this with you. Thank you so much."

Francesca just smiled back. She knew what he meant. She was feeling so intensely happy as well, just being close to Daniel. They sat there for a while until Daniel stood up and continued his tour through the garden. By the time they came back to the house it was time for them to get ready for dinner.

Half an hour later the whole family was sitting at the table. By now Benjamin and Paul had also joined the party. On either side of the room there were three servants standing to wait their orders. Suddenly Silvio saw something. That stranger that had come along with the guests. He looked familiar. Was it…? Could it be? No, it couldn't. Silvio was completely confused. In an attempt to get some reassurance that he was not going completely crazy Silvio looked at Steve. As their eyes met Steve said nothing. He just gave a smile and a small nod.

Silvio eyes grew wide. Then he ran up to the foreign servant.

"Papa," Silvio said as he wrapped his arms around Vittorio's waist.

Vittorio was completely shocked. He looked up at the table and back down to the boy that hugged him so tight.

"S… Silvio?" Vittorio said in a soft trembling voice.

"Si, papa. Sono io."

As Gio joined in the family hug tears were running wildly. It was such an emotional scene, this long-lasted reunion between a father and his sons. Immediately it was clear that these three were no longer in any shape to perform their serving duties.

"Why don't you three go to the kitchen and catch up?" Steve told them.

"Thank you, Sir," Vittorio said. And then, turning to James, Roberto and Dino: "Is that okay with you?"

"Don't worry," James replied, "the boys and I can handle it. You just spend some time with your sons."

With a small nod to thank James for his understanding, Vittorio left the room and followed the two boys to the kitchen. There they sat down at the table and just sat there crying for a while.

"I'm so happy to have found you guys again. When I heard about you being shipped abroad I had no hope of ever seeing you guys again."

"We hadn't either. At first I was really mad at Master for taking us away, out of Italy, but he really was understanding when I told him our story."

"You told him about me being in prison?"

"And that you were innocent. He called his friend George to look into the matter and that is how it all got rolling."

"So that I'm free is not just George's doing, it was also you and your master's?"

"I guess so," Silvio said with some pride, knowing he had had a role in his father's release.

"And how are they treating you? Are they nice?"

"Yes, they're very nice. I don't think I could have wanted for a better master. At first he hit me a lot, but that was because I was not following rules."

"He hit you? Did he ever did that for no reason at all?"

"No. He always had a good reason. Besides, he doesn't hit me that much any more."

"And you? How are they treating you?" Vittorio asked Gio who had stayed silent till now.

"They are really nice to me. Much better then in that orphanage."

"Orphanage? What orphanage?"

Apparently Vittorio hadn't heard the whole story, so Silvio and Gio told him what had happened to them since he got arrested.

"The bastards!"

"Yes, but it all turned out perfectly."

"That's right," Vittorio said as he hugged his sons again. "I'm so happy right now."

They stayed there talking till dessert was due to be served. The three guys helped the others carrying it out to the dining room. As Vittorio placed the dessert in front of Steve he bowed towards him.

"Thank you so much for what you've done for my sons. They seem so happy here. Thank you so much."

At the same time Silvio did the same to George. Both men gave a smile to say that it was no more than normal to do this.

When dinner was over, the family and their guests retreated to the salon and the staff cleaned up. In the kitchen there was a lot of activity. Not only because of the amount of people helping with the dishes, but also because everybody wanted to know the ins and outs of the story.

In the salon the reunion was the talk of the day as well. Although not the only subject. Elizabeth was really happy to finally have a chance to talk with Francesca and Sophia again. It was nice to have some other women to talk to than just Rose and Sarah. Not that she didn't like talking to them, but with the other women there came new topics to talk about. And Elizabeth was also very interested to hear everything about this strange country so far away.

In the other corner of the room the men were discussing how to proceed with the situation. According to George, Vittorio was not against boy-love. But would he also be okay if he heard his sons were involved in these things? George gave the others reassurance that it shouldn't give any problems. When he had caught Vittorio in the garden, he had a long talk with the new servant. When George asked him whether he had ever done anything with his own boys, Vittorio said no. But he also admitted that it was not because they were his sons. He would love to see their boyhoods and play with them. But when he was put in jail the boys were still to young for his liking to be handled in that kind of way.

"Oh. What age is then more appropriate, according to him?" Steve wanted to know.

"He told me he never played with a boy younger then eight. His preferable ages are between eight and fourteen. And since the boys were four and six at the time…"

"I see," Benjamin said, "Dad, I think I have an idea for the coming night."

"What's that?"

"How about we send Silvio and Gio to their father's room instead of serving us? Then they can also show him what they've learned while being here."

"Sounds good to me."

The group stayed up for a long time as if this was the only time they would have to catch up. But eventually they went upstairs to go to bed. They had not informed the boys. So when after a few hours the door of the bedroom was slowly opened and Steve, who was still awake, could hear the small footsteps approaching the bed, he said:

"Silvio, where have you been? Why didn't you come to bed at the same time as me?"

Silvio froze. "I'm sorry, Sir, I didn't know you had gone to bed already. Please, don't be mad."

Steve laughed and patted the bed to signal Silvio to sit down.

"Don't worry. I'm not mad at you. But I don't want you here either."

Silvio didn't understand. What was his master telling him?

"I want you to go to your father's room and go sleep with him instead of here. Would you do that for me?"

"Yes, Sir," Silvio said, pleasantly surprised.

"Have fun," Steve said as he gave Silvio a nice hug and a good night kiss.

At the same time a similar thing happened in the room of Benjamin and Paul. Gio was overjoyed when he heard that he was going to spent the night with his father. His masters also informed him that he should show his father the love he had shown them. At first Gio didn't understand. He loved his father, wasn't that obvious already? But then he noticed what they meant by 'loving' his father. Gio gave his masters a sweet kiss on the mouth the way only a young boy could and left to join his father. In the hallway he found his brother and together they headed to the room their father was given.

In the meantime, Benjamin looked at his lover next to him who had already closed his eyes. Benjamin pulled Paul's shoulder and rolled him over so they were facing each other. Paul opened his eyes and smiled as he looked into the eyes that he had fallen in love with those couple of years ago.

"I love you so much," Paul said, "You're such an amazing person. I knew you had a big heart and doing this for the boys is just another proof of that."

Benjamin and Paul moved closer and hugged each other. As they started to kiss, it was just as hot and passionate as when they first met. Their teenage bodies were tangled together and radiated their body heat to each other. Benjamin could feel how something on Paul was growing and started to press against him. Paul noticed the same thing about a certain body-part of Benjamin. Slowly hands moved downwards and took hold of the hardening pieces of meat. They loved the fact that it was just the two of them again. The rubbing of their dicks was making them more and more restless. At one moment Benjamin let go of Paul and turned around. His head was now near Paul's crotch. Paul immediately understood and took the now raging hard-on in his mouth. As his own dick was getting a wonderful blow-job, Paul did the same to Benjamin. This was one of the hottest soixant-neuf actions they had ever had. It seemed as if the situation with the boys and their father turned them on even more. After a few moments the boys both gave a big moan and then came simultaneously. Paul felt the boy semen of his lover being shot down his throat as his own balls were being emptied and filling Benjamin's tummy with the white nectar.

After the climax they lay there a few moments, but then Benjamin turned to his normal position again. As they spooned, with Paul's back against Benjamin's belly and Benjamin's arms safely wrapped around Paul, they quickly fell in a deep and calm sleep.

In the meantime, in a different part of the house, two young boys tiptoed into a bedroom. As Gio and Silvio reached the bed they could clearly see their father lying there, sound asleep. Carefully the boys crawled into the bed and lay down beside their father. Without waking him up the boys but their arms around him and fell asleep.

But Gio and Silvio weren't the only ones who would be sleeping in a 'strange' bedroom. It was already a few minutes past midnight as Francesca was still awake. To pass the time she was playing with herself. Her hands were going over her breasts, rubbing her nipples, kneading her boobs and playing with her womanhood. All the time she was thinking back to what had happened in Italy. She couldn't stop thinking of Daniel and his magnificent package.

Then she made the decision. She climbed out of bed and tiptoed down the hallway. As carefully as possible Francesca entered Daniel's room and climbed into the bed. Once underneath the blankets she took off her nightgown. As she had done that, Francesca suddenly felt Daniel's skin against hers. It shot a bolt of electricity through her body. As she carefully lifted up the blanket and took a look she was pleasantly surprised. Daniel was sleeping completely naked. As her eyes moved down over his beautifully sculptured body, she saw it all. His big chest with two small nipples and a big patch of fluffy hair, his beautiful tummy that showed the outlines of a six-pack. Then her eyes were locked at the guy's crotch. What she saw there gave her warm feelings all over. His balls were lying in the sac on his left thigh, while his member was in a semi-hard state and pointing to her side.

Francesca saw this as a sign and turned around. She moved her head down and seconds later her face was near Daniel's groin as hers was almost in Daniel's face. Now there was no way back for her. She took hold of the piece of meat and started to lick the end of it. As she was doing this she could feel the member growing in her hand. When it was hard enough for her liking she pulled back Daniel's foreskin and engulfed the exposed glans with her mouth.

Because of this Daniel woke up. As his eyes adjusted he saw Francesca's legs sticking out from underneath the blankets. He also saw her exposed ass-cheeks and noticed she was naked as well. Then he noticed the action that had woken him up. Daniel immediately decided to act upon it and as Francesca kept orally pleasuring Daniel's cock, Daniel did the same to Francesca's cunt-lips and clitoris. Daniel knew exactly how to use his tongue on Francesca's buttons. He had had enough practice with Elisabeth when he was still a slave. She had educated him well.

Unfortunately they were not the only ones in the bed. But the two love-birds were so into each other that they completely forgot about Dino. He had wakened as Daniel's actions made the bed move. At first it had excited him, but soon he understood this would be some two person action and he wasn't one of them. Dino silently climbed out of bed and left the room. In the hallway his eyes teared up. He had mixed feelings. He was happy for his master to have found the love of his life again. But Dino was also afraid that he would loose his master to this woman.

Once in the hallway Dino could clearly hear that Daniel and Francesca weren't the only ones who used the night for something else than sleeping. He heard the noises coming from Benjamin's room. It was clear he and Paul were having a nice time as well. Then Dino remembered what Ben had suggested. If that was true, Steve would be alone. Dino decided to keep him some company.

As silently as he could Dino entered the room and walked up to the bed. But Steve had still the light sleep of an army captain who could be attacked at any minute.

"What are you doing here?" Dino heard as he climbed in.

The boy looked at Steve and although it was dark, Steve could clearly see a small bit of moonlight reflecting in the watery eyes of the boy.

"What happened? Why were you crying?" Steve asked as he quickly put an arm around Dino.

"I… Can I sleep with you tonight, Sir?"

"Sure. But why not with Daniel?"

"He… he's occupied, Sir."

"What do you mean?"

Dino wasn't sure at first whether he should tell Steve, but he did.

"And you felt a bit surplus?"

"Sur…?"

"A bit too much. The third wheel on the wagon so to say."

Dino nodded. Steve pulled the boy close and held him in his arms.

"Don't you worry. Daniel still loves you and he'll never leave you," Steve reassured the boy while he kissed him on the head.

Dino looked up at the man and saw the love in his eyes and knew Steve was telling the truth. Now Dino wrapped his arms around the man's body and laid his had on the adult chest. Only by now Dino noticed how much Daniel and Steve looked alike. Daniel's chest was starting to look more and more like Steve's. Even the hairs were starting to grow. Dino gave a big sigh and closed his eyes. As he clung to Steve the boy felt how the man's big hands were moving over his back and finally grabbed his ass-cheeks. As Steve started to kneed those nice buns, Dino tightened his hug as a sign that he was enjoying the action and didn't want to let go. This only encouraged Steve to continue. His right hand moved from the cheek to the boy's thigh and then slowly moved to the front. There the hand found the precious body-parts. The fingers first fondled the loose hanging boy-testes and then moved on to the hardening pecker. The small 3½" [9 cm] meat-stick felt smooth and warm.

Both Steve and Dino enjoyed the tokens of love. While he kept stroking the boy, Steve also started to French-kiss him. The boy was clearly very excited. His breathing was heavy and his tongue was uncontrollably looking for Steve's. After a few moments the boy started to moan and his body started to spasm. Steve had clearly brought him to his climax. As it subsided Dino slowly drifted off to sleep. Steve was happy to have given the boy a good time after his sad experience. He wrapped his arms tightly around the boy and then went to sleep himself.

The next morning the boys were the first to wake up. Silvio and Giovanni looked at each other and exchanged an understanding smile. But then Silvio noticed an anomaly in the blankets. Carefully he raised them and there he saw what was causing it. Vittorio had a morning wood and, since he slept naked, the stiff manhood was pushing against the blankets. Silvio rolled down the blankets so carefully that Vittorio didn't wake up. He then carefully placed himself over Vittorio and lowered himself so that his boy-hole was against the tip of his father's dick. Slowly Silvio pushed and bit by bit he was able to accept the adult member into his pre-teen bowels.

Because of the movement and pressure on his rod, Vittorio woke up. But before he could say anything Giovanni silenced him with a kiss. He hugged his dad and kept pressing his mouth on his father's lips, while his older brother was getting into a rhythm that was clearly pleasant to both of them. Vittorio broke the kiss with his youngest and looked down his body. His eldest had really picked up the pace and was now wildly going up and down on Vittorio's manhood. Although this already was turning Vittorio on, what he saw had an equal effect. As the boy was moving his boy-hood was following. The small soft sausage was slapping around as if it was a fire-hose gone wild.

Gio felt left out and dove back onto his dad's face. This time Vittorio was so turned on by both his boys that he grabbed Gio in big hug and pulled him in close. As Silvio rode Vittorio towards his climax the French kissing between Gio and his dad became more and more intense. Only when Vittorio was gasping for air as his climax arrived Gio let him go. All three of them lay there for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow before getting up and starting the day.

Downstairs the breakfast table was already being set. The three Italians quickly helped out and soon the family was having their breakfast. When Vittorio served Steve with some toast, he couldn't help saying something. He bent over and whispered into Steve's ear, "Thank you for training my son. He's really talented."

"That he is," Steve replied.

After breakfast Daniel followed George and Steve to the study. Once there Daniel finally found the courage he had longed for.

"Sir, may … may I ask you something?"

The men laughed inside. They had a good idea what was coming next and Daniel looked so cute… all nervous, without good reason.

"Sir, I really like your daughter. No… even more… I love her. I want to ask your permission to ask her to marry me."

George looked Daniel right in the eyes with a strong and sturdy look.

"You want to marry my daughter?" he asked. "And you thought I'd give you permission?"

Daniel was shocked. This was not the reaction he had expected. But as soon as George saw how it upset the boy he quickly started to laugh.

"Don't worry, Daniel," George said as he put an arm around the boy's shoulder, "you have my permission. We've all seen how you two look at each other. Go ahead and ask her. You've got my blessing."

"Thank you, Sir. But I want to make it a bit special. So I've several things to prepare before I can ask her. Could you please keep it to yourself until I've actually asked her?"

"No problem."

Daniel gave George another hug and wanted to head for the kitchen. Just as he reached for the door Steve stopped him.

"Daniel, here, take this," Steve said as he handed the young man a small ring. "It was my mother's engagement ring."

Daniel took a close look at what Steve had given him. It was a small, elegant golden ring in the form of a string that was looped into itself.

"My mother, your grandmother, told me that it's called a love-knot. It symbols an everlasting connection."

"It looks beautiful. Thank you, Dad," Daniel said as he gave Steve a big hug.

He then went over to the kitchen where he made some arrangements with Rose. She and Sarah prepared a picnic basket with all kinds of delicious finger-food. Some sandwiches, nice fruits and a nice bottle of one of the best white wines out of Steve's personal cellar.

When all the preparations were done, Daniel sent Dino to get Francesca. As they returned, Daniel asked Dino to carry the basket while he took Francesca by the arm. The two first laughed at the struggling boy. The basket was definitely a bit big to be carried easily by a small boy. Not only that, but it was also rather heavy. Daniel offered to help him, but Dino was a stubborn little boy. He didn't want to look weak in front of his master and his master's girlfriend. But finally after a walk of fifteen minutes it was clearly getting to much for poor Dino.

"Okay, Dino," Daniel said, "let's sit over there, under the tree on the hill."

Dino carried the basket up to the top of the hill and, by the time he had put the basket down, the young boy had to catch his breath first. Both teenagers smiled as they saw the stubborn boy gasping for air.

"Dino, next time don't be so pig-headed and accept the help that's offered to you, okay?"

"Yes, Sir, I will," the boy said.

Now Daniel started to unpack the basket and set up the picnic. Dino felt a bit awkward. Not only because his master was now doing his chores, but also because he felt he was a bit too much. In order not get in the way, Dino decided to sit down at a respectable distance from the love birds. Daniel and Francesca were talking and eating. They had a great time.

When the food was all gone it was time for them to go back to the house. Dino started to pack everything back into the basket. Francesca and Daniel stood up and Francesca wanted to step off the blanket they had sat on so the crumbs could be shaken off. But suddenly Daniel grabbed her hand. Francesca turned around and as she did Daniel went down on one knee. Francesca looked at him with wide open eyes and an open mouth. She felt her heart beating. Was he going to…?

"Francesca," Daniel started, "from the first time I saw you in Italy you have put a spell over me. And never felt more miserable than when we had to say goodbye. Without you on my side, my life would never be complete. Therefore I want to ask you: Will you marry me?"

Francesca looked down at Daniel and was in shock. She had never expected Daniel to do something like this. But soon she came back to reality.

"Yes! Oh, yes. I do want to marry you!"

Daniel put the ring on Francesca's finger and hugged her tightly. As they let each other go again Francesca looked at the ring.

"It's beautiful."

"My dad just passed it on to me. It was my grandmother's. Apparently it is a love-knot."

"Yes, I know. It's very beautiful."

Dino came over to see the ring and to congratulate the happy couple. Francesca couldn't wait to get back to the house and show the ring and tell everyone the good news. On the way back Dino had it much easier with the basket now that it was so much lighter.

When they arrived at the house everybody congratulated the happy couple and immediately Rose started a celebration feast for dinner. The whole day long the upcoming wedding was the talk of the day. Not only by the men in the study or the staff in the kitchen, but also amongst Elisabeth, Francesca and Sophia.

The next week was used to make all the preparations for the wedding. The invitations, the priest, the location. When Daniel and Francesca were leaving to visit the priest to talk over the ceremony, Paul asked if he could come along. His mother was still in the priest's service as housemaid and he wanted to pay her a visit. Of course Daniel and Francesca couldn't refuse something like that, so the party of four (Daniel, Francesca, Paul and Benjamin) headed to the priest's house.

After a few hours they arrived and while Ben and Paul stayed in the kitchen with Paul's mother, Daniel and Francesca followed the priest into his office. After discussing a lot of things about the ceremony and married life, the priest asked a question that both had wondered about for while as well.

"And how about the living arrangements?" the priest asked, "Where are you going to live? Are you moving here, Francesca? Or are you moving to Italy?"

Daniel gave a sigh. "We don't know yet for sure, Sir. We've been talking about it amongst ourselves, but we haven't talked to our parents about this yet. We don't want to make a decision before consulting with them first."

"I completely understand. Well, I'm very happy for the both of you and I think the whole thing will go perfectly."

"I hope so, Father," Francesca said.

And with that the party went to the kitchen to inform the others about the arrangements and, when Paul and his mother had caught up on all the news, the group left for home.

"Give your dad my regards," the priest said to Daniel, "I'm looking forward to seeing him again."

"I will," Daniel said, "See you in a few days."

That night, after diner, while the whole staff was in the kitchen cleaning up, Daniel and Francesca started the conversation about their plans for the future.

"Dad," Daniel started, "what would you say if I went to Italy to live with Francesca instead of her moving here?"

"Well, I would be sad to see you going to the other side of Europe, but it's your decision. If that is what you want, then I respect that. It's just that, somehow, I thought you wanted to take over my business sometime."

"That's not completely off the table yet, Dad."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when we were in Italy Ben and Paul did a great job of handling affairs here, don't you think so?"

"Yes…" Steve said, wondering where this was going.

"I was thinking… what if I start up a branch and warehouse in Italy? Then you could run the English side of the business with Ben and Paul and I could run the operation in Italy together with George. If you're okay with that," Daniel said looking at George.

"No problem. I love that idea."

"So do I," Sophia chipped in, "Now with his detective work he's away a lot. You wouldn't say he retired at all. If he picked up a job like this I might see him some more."

"How about you, Ben? Do you agree with this plan?"

"I find it a great solution. The only thing I don't like about it is that I won't see my brother as much any more as I'm used to."

"So that's decided, then?"

"I guess it is," Steve said. He stood up and raised his glass. "To a successful expansion of the business."

"Hear, hear."

Everybody was excited about the new idea and was already chipping in their own ideas for how they could make most of this plan. They would work out most details in the coming weeks.

A few days later the wedding took place. It was a wonderful day. Not only because of the extraordinary good weather, but also because it was clear how much love there was in the air. The reception was a success and after a long day everyone went to bed with a happy and satisfied feeling.

As Daniel and Francesca went to go upstairs Dino wanted to follow. But Steve took the boy by his hand.

"You're sleeping with us tonight," Steve said as Dino's other hand was taken by Silvio.

"But…"

"No but," Silvio said, "they've just gotten married. They don't need some bystander tonight."

Then it hit Dino and, with a red face, he joined Steve and Silvio. Once in bed Dino suddenly started to cry.

"What is it?"Steve asked.

"What if Master doesn't want me back?"

Steve smiled. "Don't worry, that won't happen."

"Sure?"

"Definitely."

To comfort the boy Steve and Silvio had him lying in the middle, with their arms wrapped around him. Slowly Dino calmed down and all three slowly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day everybody was doing their chores as usual. Except Dino. In the afternoon he was looking for Daniel. He had heard someone saying something that he wanted to discuss with his master. Finally Dino found him in the bedroom, packing some suitcases. Daniel was already packing some of his things for the journey to his new home in Italy. Suddenly Daniel noticed the timid Dino entering the room.

"What is it, Dino?" Daniel asked concerned, "You look like you have some deep worries."

"I'm really sorry to bother you with my problems, Sir."

"Nonsense. You know you can always talk to me. Now what's the problem?"

"Is it true that you and Lady Francesca have decided to go back to Italy?"

"Yes. But don't worry, there is place on the ship for you, too," Daniel said, trying to comfort the worried boy.

But instead Dino's look became even more worried. The boy bit his lip. It was clear he wanted to say something but couldn't find the courage. Daniel sat down on the bed and motioned Dino to come over. As the boy stood in front of him Daniel took his hands and looked the boy in the eye with as much compassion as he could.

"Dino, you know you can tell me anything. Now, what is it that you are so worried about?"

"Do you promise not to get upset, Master?"

"I promise. Now tell me."

"I don't want to go to Italy."

Daniel looked at his servant-boy in surprise and immediately Dino hunched as if he was afraid Daniel would hit him.

"Why? I thought you would be happy to go back."

"I would, Sir, if it was just for you. But I have so many bad memories of it. And here I have found nothing but love and warmth."

Immediately Dino shook himself loose out of Daniel's grip and ran to the door.

"I'm sorry, Sir, I should have never burdened you with my problems. Of course I will go where-ever you go, even if that is Italy."

With that said, Dino ran out of the room and to his own to start the packing. It took a while before Daniel came to. When it had all sunk in, Daniel went to his father to discuss the whole situation.

"So he doesn't want to go to Italy?"

"Not really. Of course he'll come along if I ask him to. But I don't want to make him miserable. Isn't there a solution to this that is good for everyone?"

Steve thought about it.

"There might be, but then I have to discuss it with the others first. Why don't you continue packing and return to my study when you're done."

Half an hour later, Steve, Andrew, Daniel, Ben and Paul were present at the study. As were Silvio, Roberto, Giovanni and Dino. The boys wondered why they were invited to this meeting.

"Okay. Guys, we have a problem. As you know by now Daniel is going to live with Francesca in Italy. We assumed Dino would go with him and be delighted about it for returning to Italy. Unfortunately he has too many sad memories and doesn't want to go back."

The ones who hadn't been notified yet looked at Dino in a way as if he had gone mad.

"Now, I came up with a solution. Andrew already agreed to it, but since it's not just him involved but all of you, I want to hear from you guys as well."

"What do you suggest?" Benjamin asked.

"A change of servants."

It was clear to see that most had a hint of the idea, but not the entire extent of it.

"What I suggest," Steve continued, "is that Silvio and Giovanni will accompany Daniel and Francesca as their new servants, while Roberto and Dino will stay here and work as servants for the rest of us."

"So you mean we go back to Italy?" Giovanni asked, still overwhelmed by all the information.

"Yes," his brother said, "working in the same household as Dad!"

The brothers cheered at the idea of seeing their father every day again.

"We have no problem of handing Giovanni over to Francesca," Paul and Benjamin said, "consider it as our wedding gift to the happy couple."

"And I'm happy to hand over Silvio to you, Daniel. I know he's in very capable hands with you."

"That's settled then. Let's keep this a secret until dinner and then let the rest know."

That evening the rest of the household was informed and everybody was happy with the new arrangements, not in the least Vittorio. That night every one went to sleep without worries and had a calm and good night.

It'd been some weeks now since Daniel had announced his departure. And since then they had tried to keep the new arrangements to see how they would work out. And although Roberto and Dino were really fun to have around, somehow Steve got the feeling that serving all four masters got a bit much for just the two boys. He wondered what to do. To think about it Steve decided to go for a walk in the garden. He walked for minutes on end to find a solution. An extra boy might be needed. But how to get one? Could he just go to the orphanage and say,"I'll have this one."

No, he knew the man who runs the local orphanage. A total opposite of his Italian colleague. This man always checks up on the children. He really cares about them. So if he came to check on the new boy and finds him and another member of the household in a compromising position all would be lost. There had to be some other way.

Suddenly Steve saw something out of the corner of his eye. He saw something with red hair slinking around the vegetable garden. Was the garden under attack by a squirrel? Steve carefully walked over and peaked around the hedge. In a corner, trying to stay unnoticed, there was a small boy eating a carrot that he clearly had just stolen out of the ground.

Steve waited a few seconds and then surprised the boy by jumping onto him. Before the boy could do anything Steve already had him in a grip that the boy could no longer move.

"So you think you can just grab what ever you like?"

"Please, Sir," the boy said as tears of fear began to run.

Unfortunately for both, tears weren't the only things running. The fear had also caused the boy to loose his bladder control. Steve was really mad and dragged the boy to the house and over to his office. He had some difficulties with the struggling boy, but in the end the lad was lying down on the floor… naked and bound. He now started to search through the boy's belongings. In the pockets of the clothes Steve found an apple, an onion and a small pouch with five small silver coins. After a closer look at the tunic Steve noticed something had been sown into the inside. Steve grabbed the item and tore it off. Steve looked at the item. It was a small golden ring. A gentleman's ring with a seal on it.

"Okay, boy," Steve said in a serious tone, "Now you're going to answer my questions."

"Why should I?"

"Because I have my ways to make you talk. First question: what's your name?"

"Patrick."

"Okay, Patrick. Where did you get these items?"

"Which items?"

"Oh, that's right. You can't see them from down there…. Let's start with the onion."

The boy kept quiet. He didn't dare to answer the man, afraid as he was to upset the adult. But he had made a wrong move. The boy felt how a hand took hold of his small testes and started to squeeze.

"Aaahh!… From your garden, Sir!… Please, Sir, stop!"

"Now that you know what will happen, you'd better answer more quickly next time. The apple?"

"Your garden, Sir."

"The pouch?"

The boy hesitated again, but as soon as Steve made a move the answer came, "From the market. I stole it from someone in the market."

"A seller?"

"No, a customer."

"And the ring?"

"What ring?" the boy asked with shock in his eyes.

"The one inside your clothes."

"That's mine! Give it back!" the boy shouted at Steve.

The boy was in no position to give demands and Steve quickly made sure the boy knew that, too.

"I don't believe you," Steve said. And as he grabbed the boy's balls again and slowly increased pressure Steve asked again: "Where did you get that ring?"

"I told you: It's mine!" the boy shouted on the top of his longs and with a high pitched voice.

Steve finally let go. Patrick was lying on the floor, sobbing, begging to get his ring back.

"I don't know this crest," Steve said, "I'll have to do some researched to verify your story. If I find out you're lying and it IS stolen you will be severely punished."

Steve left the room, leaving the boy on the floor.

After the family finished their dinner at the end of the day, Steve asked them all to come over to his study. Then Steve left for his office, picked up the still naked and bound boy and dragged him to the study as well.

"I found him in the garden today," Steve said. "I'll let him do his story and then we'll determine what to do with him."

Patrick was standing in front of the whole group. The boy was feeling extremely embarrassed standing naked in front of all these strangers. He wanted to hide his boyhood, but his hands were still tied behind his back.

"Okay, Patrick," Steve said, "let's continue our questionnaire. How old are you?"

"I don't know exactly, Sir. I guess eight."

"So what is your story?"

"Story, Sir?"

"What happened that you live this wandering life and ended up in my garden?"

"Well, I guess it started a couple of years ago. I was living in our village with my parents. My dad was the chief of the village and he was a strong warrior and very wise leader."

"Where was this village?" Steve asked.

"About 40 miles North of the border with England."

"One day," the lad continued, "our village got attacked. I was in the hills at that moment. When I saw what was happening I hid and looked. It was my Uncle Ailein. They had locked everyone up in our house. It was the biggest. It served as village hall. Then they burned the whole village down with everyone locked inside."

Immediately Steve looked at Ben. This was the same as what happened to the village he was kept with Daniel. Steve could see that it brought back memories.

"When was this?" Steve asked.

"About two years ago."

Patrick continued, so they didn't have much time to linger on it.

"After that I wandered through the hills for a few weeks. But then I got caught and put in an orphanage. At first it was okay. But then there was a new boy, who was a bit older. He noticed my red hair and he said I was Scottish and inferior. He then put all the others against me. Even those who first had been my friends," Patrick said as tears were forming in his eyes. "Then one night they came to my bed. Simon was definitely the leader."

"That was the new guy?"

"Yes. He ordered the boys to turn me around and pin me to the bed. As they held me down I felt how he lay down on top of me. I felt something entering my ass. It really hurt! But Simon didn't care! All he cared about was himself! He raped me!"

By now Patrick was sobbing completely. Steve walked over and put his arm around the boy, trying to calm him down.

"Hush. You're not there anymore, you're here now. By the way, how did you get here?"

"After two weeks of being raped every night by several guys I just had to go. So I escaped. I wandered around some months and today I came to your garden."

Then Patrick turned to Steve.

"Please, Sir, I don't want to go back to that orphanage. I'd rather die before going back."

Steve hugged the boy. He held the boy against his chest until the sobbing went down and he finally calmed down a bit.

"Don't worry. You won't be going back to the orphanage. You'll be staying here. If that is okay with the others," Steve said.

They unanimously agreed that the boy deserved to stay.

"Good," Steve said, "You'll become my new assistant. Dino will stay with Ben and Paul and Roberto can concentrate on Andrew again."

"Assistant? What does that mean?"

"It just means that you'll do everything I ask you to do."

"Everything? Like what?"

"Well, you'll find out. We'll all help you to figure out your new job. I think Dino will be a very good help for you to do that. But now it's getting late, let's go to bed now."

As everyone was saying their goodnights, Sarah was asked to fill up a bath in Steve's room. By the time Steve and Patrick finally got to the bedroom the tub was already filled.

"Okay, Patrick, come here."

Patrick walked over to Steve and was helped as he stepped into the tub. As Patrick sat down in the warm water, Steve knelt down next to the tub. As the boy enjoyed the warmth of the water surrounding his body, Steve started to rub him with a brush. He willingly let Steve do his job. When he had finished the boy's upper body, Steve had him stand up and was now able to scrub the boy's legs. When Steve wanted to clean up the cute round buns and the boy's crack, Patrick started to feel a bit panicked.

"Don't worry," Steve said, "I'm just cleaning you. That's all."

Slowly Patrick gave in and, at the end, Steve helped Patrick out of the tub. Before drying the boy off, he admired the gorgeous creature who had emerged from the water. Although it had not taken more then fifteen minutes to clean the boy up, the water had turned from clear and transparent to pitch black. Only now Steve could see the full beauty of the boy from his garden. His hair was a deep red with natural waves. His heavenly-blue eyes were full of life. His skin was unblemished all over and of a beautiful creamy white that complimented his red hair. Because of the paleness of his skin, Patrick's lips looked more red and so kissable.

"Come, let's go to bed," Steve said after he had dried off the boy.

That night Steve spooned with the naked boy, but didn't do anything with him yet. After hearing the boy's story he knew he had to take his time. If he would do things too quickly, or force the boy into things, he knew Patrick would have an ever harder time getting over his earlier bad experiences regarding sex. It was up to Steve and the other boys to teach this youngster that there was more to sex than rape.

The next morning Steve was the first of the two to wake up. As he looked at the boy in his arms he couldn't help but noticing the boy's little morning wood. He had first wanted to wait until the boy came to him. But Steve couldn't help himself. As he looked at the boy some more he knew Patrick was still in a deep sleep. Carefully Steve repositioned himself and then carefully, without too much pressure, turned the boy onto his back. Patrick was now lying in front of him, completely naked. He now had a full view of the beauty of Patrick.

Steve knew that he would be on thin ice by acting on his urges, but he didn't think it would be too bad. Carefully Steve took the small piece of meat between his thumb and finger and felt the stiffness of the boy-member. As he fondled the small sausage for a few seconds, Patrick started to moan. Quickly Steve stopped his game and just admired the boy for a few more seconds. Then it was time for him to get dressed. When he was completely dressed, Steve woke up Patrick and together they went downstairs, Patrick still fully naked.

In the dining room they encountered the rest of the family and the other two servant boys. To Patrick's surprise Dino and Roberto wore clothes, even if it was just a kilt-like garment.

"Why are they wearing clothes and I'm not?" Patrick asked immediately.

"You first have to earn the right," Steve replied, "You will get your training from me and Dino and, if you show that you're worth it, you will get such a kilt of your own."

"Say, Patrick," Benjamin said, "you said you're a chieftain's son, right?"

"Yes, I am."

"Are you then familiar with wearing a kilt?"

"Yes. I wore one with our clan's tartan."

"Interesting," Steve said, "You must show me later what pattern it was."

The breakfast went on without any interruptions and soon it was over. Everybody was going their way and Steve took Patrick to his study.

"Okay, Patrick, here is some parchment and some colors. Why don't you draw the tartan of your family as good as you remember it."

Patrick looked at Steve, but soon he was drawing the tartan. There were broad green and blue stripes. On the blue there was a small black line, on the green there was a yellow one. Steve recognized it as being the Johnstone-tartan. He now knew where he had to look for more information about Patrick's heritage.

"Good job, Patrick, well done."

"But why did you needed it?"

"That way I know what direction my inquiries needed to go to check out your story about the village."

"Why? Don't you trust me? Are you calling me a lair?"

Patrick was clearly getting upset.

"No, no," Steve said, trying to calm the lad down, "I just wanted to be sure. So you're part of the Johnstone clan?"

"Yes, my father was one of the people in line to become head of the clan."

"I'll do some more research. In the meanwhile you go to the kitchen and help them. Just ask Dino what to do."

"Yes, Sir."

Steve almost drooled as he watched Patrick walk towards the door. That creamy white bum looked so cute. As the door closed Steve quickly came to his senses and started to look through some books from his military years. Soon he had found what he was looking for. A book with the tartans of the different clans including ancestry-trees and maps of the clan's territory. From his days in the army Steve had a friend who lived just over the border and was a good source for recent information about the region. He immediately wrote the man a letter requesting information about the recent events in the Johnstone-clan.

Later that evening, when everyone had gone to bed, Steve asked Patrick for details about this hostile takeover. Patrick was clearly upset about the whole situation, but nevertheless told what Steve wanted to know.

"The one who took over and took the leadership of the clan by force, my uncle Ailein, he has always been trouble. He's a really bad man," Patrick said. "Some years before he had a cousin of me abducted, Bhreac. He's the oldest son of Ailein's sister. During the abduction Ailein had also made her a widow. Ailein had Bhreac put in prison and what he did there…"

Patrick had to gather his courage for a moment.

"Just take your time," Steve said, trying to put the boy at ease.

"Bhreac was taken to a dark room with no window and just some torches on the wall. There they bound him to a big butchers-block. And then he was left the mercy of my uncle's men. They were allowed to go and see him and do all kinds of terrible stuff to them."

"What kind of stuff?" Steve asked.

"They would come to the room and then rape him by fucking him up his ass. And when they were done they usually would give a big punch to Bhreac's balls. In most cases the balls would get smashed between the fist and the wood of the block. Some would even punch so hard Bhreac would faint."

"How do you know all this?"

"He told me. One night my uncle came to the room and he had a whip with him. My uncle first pushed his dick into my cousin's mouth and raped him like that. After that he raped Bhreac again but in his ass. And after that my uncle took the whip and hit him on the cheeks and back. And when those were completely red, he turned his attention to…"

The boy could hardly go on. It was clear he was filling up with emotions. Steve took the boy on his lap. As he felt the strong arms around him, Patrick found the strength to tell the last bit of the story.

"He then let the whip come down full force on Bhreac's sac and balls. After several blows Bhreac must have fainted from the pain because the next thing he remembered was waking up at home. Without his sac!"

Patrick was now overcome by emotions.

"My uncle had whipped his nephew so hard he had torn off his sac! I know! Bhreac showed me! All because my uncle wanted to stop his branch of the family-tree. And I don't want that to happen to me. If my uncle finds out I'm still alive…"

Steve immediately pulled the boy tightly to his chest and hugged him.

"Don't worry, Patrick. You're safe here. I'll make sure he won't harm you."

With the sobbing boy still in his arms Steve's mind was going full speed. Could he continue using the boy as his slave like he had done the others? Would the angry uncle come and look for his nephew? Would Patrick ever have the chance of a normal life or the life he was entitled to by being born son of a chieftain? All questions and no answers. Steve would have to do some serious thinking to get all of these problems straightened out.

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