Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2008 09:03:21 +0100 From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com> Subject: I was Robbed, or was I? 6/6 (beginnins) ---------------------------- I WAS ROBBED, OR WAS I? by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on January 8, 1993 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Neil ----------------------------- USUAL DISCLAIMER "I WAS ROBBED, OR WAS I?" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest. ----------------------------- CHAPTER 6 "Massimo, are you home?" Sebastiano called aloud, entering at home. "Where do you think I can be? Of course I am!" Massimo merrily answered from the kitchen. The boy went there, "I've some good news!" "Really? Good. What about?" "Let's start with the most important - I've finally found a job!" "Wonderful. What is it?" "It's not up to much, but just to start... They are already waiting for me to start tomorrow morning at four o' clock. The pay is not exceptional, just eight hundred thousands liras a month, but I accepted at once." "Alright, but what job is it?" "Cleaning some offices before the opening time. It's a big cleaning agency that works for several firms. It's a part time job, from four to nine. Bu then I've all the day free, so I can possibly go around looking for a better job or else another part-time job like this to round out... what do you think, Massimo?" "Not bad at all. And the second good news?" "I've also possibly found an apartment. I saw a notice on the street, on a house gate, so I went to see. It's really a hole, but it's also very cheap. It was a former porter's lodge in an old elegant building no more in use. It composed of two tiny rooms, so we can sleep in one and cook and eat in the other, as there already is a cooking corner with the gas connection and a sink. Then there also is a toilet with a shower, so small that you can barely move in it, but anyway sufficient. And they are asking just two hundred thousands liras a month... The only problem is they ask for a three months rent in advance..." "Not bad. For the advance money we can possibly manage to gather it. Where is this small apartment?" "Do you know where is the Military Recruiting Centre?" "Yes..." "Almost in front of it, just a block farther, in a ten floors building. You can come and see it tomorrow, as you leave your work... And if you like it, we can reserve it before somebody else can take it, can't we?" Massimo was happy seeing Sebastiano's excitation. They were together for two weeks and everything seemed to go on smoothly with him, both in bed and out of it. The man embraced the boy who kissed him. Then they parted. Sebastiano asked him, "What are you preparing?" "Our supper." "Yes, I know! But what?" "Nothing special, just a vegetable soup, and some stuffed artichokes." "Stuffed with what?" "Hatched meat, ground bread, egg and parmesan." "Mmmh, yummy! You're really a wizard at cooking, besides that in bed." "No, I just manage." "I'm able to do nothing..." "That's not true. You are keeping the apartment clean like a mirror." "It could be why they hired me in that cleaning agency?" Sebastiano asked jokingly, then asked, "But you... are you happy with me?" "And you with me?" "I asked you first..." "Yes, I'm really happy with you, my little tough boy!" the man said affectionately. "And I with you, wise man!" the boy said back with a bright smile. Massimo resumed cooking their supper and Sebastiano went to take a shower. The man thought that he was really happy having Sebastiano with him - since the boy was there, he felt revived, and also the problem of having to leave his work in just ten days was now worrying him less. He couldn't find a new job, but he didn't worry too much. Sebastiano came back wearing Massimo's old blue and green track suit, as he always did when he was at home. They sat at the table. While they were eating, Massimo said, "If tomorrow morning you have to be there at four o' clock, you have to go to bed immediately after supper... And we will rather have our supper at seven from tomorrow on, instead than at eight." "Aren't you coming to bed with me?" "It could be possibly better I don't... You have to sleep." "Sleeping just after eating is wrong, don't you know? Therefore we first have time to make love for a while, don't we?" "Making love just after eating is not wrong?" Massimo asked him with a teasing smile. "Of course it's not wrong, just the contrary!" "Do you fancy it so much?" the man asked, in the same tone. "Yes... Why, not you?" "Today at the office I did nothing but thinking of it!" "Oh, well, instead than applying to your work..." "What can they do, anyway? Fire me twice?" Massimo asked jokingly. When they were in bed, naked and one in the other's arms, Sebastiano said, "The more I am with you, Massimo, the more I like it, do you know?" "It's the same for me... But don't you desire, at times, to do it possibly also with a nice chick?" "And you possibly with another nice tough boy?" "No, you are all I need." "Exactly." the boys in with a know-it-all tone, then asked, "Do you feel like taking me?" "Sure... but you don't ever desire to take me? After all, with your girls, you were the one taking them, weren't you?" "Well... I've to confess you something... With the girls... we did quite everything but... they never let me really take them, you know? Neither before nor behind. When I was lucky, and it was not so often, some of the chicks gave me head..." "Wouldn't you try it with me?" "No... I like a lot as we are usually doing... especially when you take me from in front... And I also like it a lot when you give me head." "Do you like better how I give you head, or how the girls did it?" "Lot more how you do it. You're really skilled. But now... enough with chats, you know that I like better facts than chats, don't you?" Sebastiano said with a giggle and kissed him again. After the usual preliminaries, that both of them liked very much to make last for rather a long time, finally the boy pulled the man on top of him, assuming the position, "Come on, take me, now..." he said in a low voice, his eyes shining with anticipation. Massimo wore a condom and went down on him, slowly sinking into him how he knew the boy liked. "Oh, yes... so..." Sebastiano murmured receiving him inside and caressing the man's strong back. When he was totally inside him, Massimo started to pump up and down with vigour, but without hurry. He liked seeing how much Sebastiano was enjoying being taken by him. From time to time the boy moaned in a low and hot voice, "yes... yes..." and tossed under him, rubbed his nipples, they kissed playing with their tongues, caressed, fondled and gave pleasure to each other, gradually taking each other to the peak of enjoyment. Their eyes were smiling, happy for the joy that those unions gave them. Massimo was often feeling stupefied, almost unbelieving that that so beautiful boy gave himself to him so, without restraint and with so much joy. This even more as Sebastiano never had had gay experiences before doing it with Massimo. The man didn't know that the same stupor and the same incredulity were shared by the boy, who would never have thought he could experience such a pleasure and to find so much love in a man, in a male... Sebastiano felt that the man was next to his orgasm therefore, as he learned to do, he started to make his sphincter palpitate and to slightly rotate his pelvis to increase Massimo's enjoyment. When the man came inside him, the boy embraced him tightly and kissed him deeply on the mouth. Then Massimo moved aside and lowered to take care with his mouth of the very hard and straight boy's member, who in his turn soon came, reaching he too a very beautiful and strong orgasm. ÒBut now you must sleep, my love. Tomorrow morning you have to wake up so very earlyÉÓ ÒWhat did you call me?Ó Sebastiano asked in a low voice. ÒMy loveÉÓ ÒYou really think so?Ó ÒWhat?Ó ÒYou are in love with meÉÓ ÒYes, certainlyÉ I thought I already showed youÉÓ ÒYou didÉ but it's agreeable hearing it. I too think I fell in love with you. You areÉ really special, to me.Ó ÒThank you. Anyway, try to sleep, now.Ó ÒWill you keep me in your arms?Ó ÒYes.Ó The day after, when Massimo came back home from his work, found Sebastiano doing the laundry. ÒHi, love. How went your first day at work?Ó the young man asked him. ÒLess heavy than I thought. They have machines to clean everything and very good detergentsÉ We are a squad of four.Ó ÒHow are your companions?Ó ÒThree womenÉ neither unpleasant nor likeableÉÓ ÒAre they young?Ó ÒOne of them.Ó ÒPretty?Ó ÒWhat's that, are you worried she can neck with me?Ó ÒNo, I didn't even think of it.Ó ÒAnyway, even if she triedÉ I am with you, I would not give her leeway. Listen, Massimo, do you feel like we go now to check that small apartment?Ó ÒSure, let's go.Ó Massimo liked it. As Sebastiano said, it was small but could be sufficient for them. In the building entrance hall there was the guardroom with the front wall of glasses and the access door. It was a small room in the shape of an ÒLÓ that on the other extreme had the place for the cooker and the sink. In the missing part of the L there was a stair with seven steps leading to the bedroom that had a window looking to the guardroom and another to the inner courtyard. The apartment house manager told them that it would be ready for the first of July, because they would first paint the walls and thoroughly clean the floors. Massimo decided they had to take it, therefore gave fifty thousand liras to the manager as an earnest to bind the bargain, telling him he would give the other five hundred fifty thousand liras and the first month rent the day they would sign the final contract. The manager told them he would call when the notary would fix the meeting to sign the renting contract. Back home, Massimo called his brother asking him if he could lend him the six hundred thousand liras for the apartment's deposit. His brother told him he would give him a million liras, and not to have problems if he needed more. Of course his brother didn't have money problems, anyway Massimo felt grateful for that present because he knew that usually people who are well of aren't really generous and disinterestedÉ even if it was towards a close relative. Massimo then said to his brother also that he had found a splendid boy, that they were in love with each other and were already living together. His brother congratulated him and told him he would be pleased to meet his lover. Therefore he invited them to a supper in a downtown restaurant for the following Saturday. Massimo's brother and Sebastiano found each other likeable, so all the three spent a really agreeable evening. When the two lovers were back home, Sebastiano said to Massimo, ÒYour brother is really likeableÉ but I like better you - not only you are much more beautiful, but also more intelligent.Ó ÒAnd yet he was the intelligent one at home. He in fact graduated at the university, and I didn't.Ó ÒSo what? In my opinion you are worth twice your brotherÉ and I'm not saying so only because I am in love with you, be sure!Ó Three days later they went to sign the contract and to give the remaining sum to the house manager. As they got the keys, they went to the small apartment to take the measurements of the rooms, so they could decide which of the furniture in Massimo's apartment they could move there, and also to have a panel-curtain made to close the glass wall towards the entrance hall. Both were rather excited. Back home they also took the measurements of the furniture to decide what they would move to the new apartment and what to sell, then went to order the panel curtain, a double one made of a set of translucent ones and a set of opaque ones for the night, so that from the hall nobody could look inside. The last day of Massimo's work at the aviation company came. So, before moving, Massimo had two free weeks, and he took advantage of them to cancel the subscriptions of the old apartment and to do the new ones for the new apartment. He decided with Sebastiano not to subscribe for the telephone at the new apartment, at least as long as Massimo didn't find a new job. In the last days of June, Massimo was looking every day at the ads on the newspapers to find a job, when the telephone rang. It was his friend Raimondo. After the usual greetings and some good-natured gossip about their common friends, Raimondo asked him if he was still looking for a new job. ÒYes, I am, I've not yet found anything.Ó ÒListen, I know it is nothing up to much, butÉ you know I'm working at the RAI-TV offices, don't you?Ó ÒYesÉÓ ÒThey are hiring manual workers with a temporary three months contract. The salary is a million liras a month for thirty-five hours each week. After the three months, the contract can be renewed twice, always three months each, then either you are hired no more, or you get a steady jobÉ What do you think?Ó ÒWell, better than nothingÉ But who knows how many applications there areÉÓ ÒYes, it's true, but I can spend a good word for youÉ I'm friend with the hand workers' manager, you don't know him, but he is one of usÉ I was also thinking that you, with your left eye problem, could get the partial inability certificate, so I think you can be almost sure to be hired and to get the final steady job, especially if they are glad with your jobÉÓ ÒIt would be perfect. When do you think you can tell me something sure?Ó ÒBefore telling about you to Merloni, the hand workers manager, I just wanted to know if you were interested. I think I can meet him tomorrowÉ or so I hope. Anyway, as soon as I've contacted him, I will at once inform you.Ó ÒI don't know how to thank you, RaimondoÉÓ ÒI would have liked finding you something better, but we are going through hard times, as you knowÉ Anyway, we have to give each other a hand, amongst friendsÉ By the way, how is it going with your big boy?Ó ÒReally well, I should say. Sebastiano really is a dear boy and loves me.Ó ÒI'm glad for you. If I too could just find somebodyÉÓ ÒWhen you least expect it, you will find someone.Ó ÒYes, that's what one always saysÉÓ ÒTo me it happened right so. When I was less expecting it, I met Sebastiano.Ó Raimondo called again two days later, ÒMassimo, can you come here at the RAI-TV this afternoon at four?Ó ÒWill they hire me?Ó Massimo happily asked. ÒYes, Merloni wants to meet you, and assured me he will hire you.Ó The interview went well, so Massimo was hired for the first three months starting from July first. So in July the two lovers not only moved to their new apartment, but they also had both a work. The evening of the first day they moved in their new small apartment, after the supper they went to bed. ÒSo, then, are you happy, my love?Ó Sebastiano asked him. ÒYes - since I met you, life started again to smile to me.Ó ÒEven though, I bet, at first you weren't at all thinking so, were you?Ó ÒI was terribly pissed-off with you, that's trueÉ but only because I couldn't think at all it would end like it did.Ó ÒI too, when I decided to come and rob in your apartment, couldn't imagine it would end in this wayÉÓ Sebastiano said with a mischievous smile. ÒIn this way, how? In bed with a man?Ó ÒYes, but above that, that I could enjoy so much being taken by youÉ and that then I would fall in love with that bastard faggot that caught me red handed to steal in his home!Ó Sebastiano told him making him a pleased smile and kissing him. ÒHow much do you like being taken by me, my little one?Ó Massimo asked him in a provocative and affectionate tone. ÒTake me, love, and you'll see that I'll let you understand how much better than just with wordsÉÓ ----------------------------- THE END ----------------------------- In my home page I've put some more of my stories. If someone wants to read them, the URL is http://andrejkoymasky.com If you want to send me feed-back, or desire to help revising my English translations, so that I can put on-line more of my stories in English please e-mail at andrej@andrejkoymasky.com ---------------------------