Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2009 09:35:54 +0100
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: The History of Chaki the Moor (07/10 - historical)

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THE HISTORY OF CHAKI THE MOOR
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2009
written on on June 21, 2002
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by Derek

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"THE HISTORY OF CHAKI THE MOOR" 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.

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Chapter 7 - MIKLOS AND BALINT

Stanislaw entered the room where Rhemy was working and the youth
stiffened, but when he saw that the man wasn't locking the door, he
started to relax.

"Are the papers I told you to copy in fine calligraphy ready?"

"Yes, my lord. They are all here." he said giving him the sheaf of
papers.

The man rapidly verified them, nodding, "Good, you have done fine work.
Listen, I have now to go and give them to King Ludwik who is at his
summer castle, therefore I will be absent for a few days, four or five,
I presume. Meanwhile take this accounts book and copy all the items and
figures you see marked in red. You should have finished before I am
back. I have unfortunately to leave at once therefore I have no time to
fuck your nice little arse.

"I will recover when I'm back, full of desire... Then you will spend all
night with me in my bed, since today I am sending my wife and my
children to see her parents and will have them stay there for a couple
of weeks. Oh, and here is your pay for this month. As you can see, I
have increased it of a couple gold coins, to pay you for your special
services. I hope that when I'm back you will show me your gratitude."

Without waiting for the boy's answer, so confident was he, the man left
the room. Rhemy at once thought that this could be the occasion they
were waiting for, in order to run away. As he saw his master leave the
yard on his horse, he went to call Chaki. He told him about the good
opportunity that they had, and sent him immediately to tell Matyas.

But in the mean time Matyas was going to the residence of Stanislaw
Podebrady, as he had good news to give the two boys. They met mid way.

"Hey, Chaki, I was coming to see you." the man exclaimed in a merry
tone.

"And I you, master Matyas. The master will be absent for a few days and
we thought that possibly this could be the right time."

"It is, it surely is! Go back immediately and tell Rhemy to gather your
belongings, your money and to come immediately to my place. You will not
be going back, therefore take with you all you really need to take, but
the minimum of luggage."

"Do you have good news for us?"

"Wonderful, I should say, especially now that messier Podebrady is
absent. But take care not to let anybody in the residence suspect you
are running away. It should be as if you just are going to do some
errands, is that clear?"

"It certainly is. But can't you tell me what is it about?"

"It would take too much time, and afterwards I would have to repeat
everything to Rhemy. Just come quickly to my home and there I will tell
you everything."

They parted and Chaki ran back to the Podebrady's residence, went to the
room where Rhemy was still working and told him about his meeting with
Matyas. Both were excited. They went upstairs to their rooms and
together decided on the few things they were taking with them, besides
all their money. They left everything in perfect order so that, if
somebody went there after they went out, no one would suspect they were
running away.

Outside, they crossed the square, trying to walk at a normal pace as if
they were just going to do some errands. On the way they met some
acquaintances that they greeted as they always did. They walked through
the narrow streets of the old city, until they got to Matyas house.

The man was waiting for them. As soon as the two boys were inside, he
had them sit at the table and offered them some bread and cheese, and
finally told them.

"My son got to know some gypsies that are camping with their wagons just
here under the city walls. They tour the city playing music in the inns
to earn some money. He also became friends with some of them and found
out that today, after noon they will resume their journey and go to the
Bayern duchy, in Munich. So he asked them, if they were paid, would they
be able to hide you in their wagons and take you out of the kingdom with
them. Rhemy could easily be disguised by cutting and dyeing his hair,
but Chaki would be recognised at once therefore  he would have to be
carefully hidden until you are out of the Kingdom of Bohemia."

"What did they say?" Chaki and Rhemi asked almost with one voice.

"They accepted. I will now send my son to fetch them, so they can come
here and you can reach an agreement with them."

"Do they want much money?" Chaki asked.

"No, well, not that much. They are asking for three gold coins for each
of you. Do you have enough, boys?"

"Yes, we took all our savings and just this morning the master paid me
my months salary. Here is all we have." Rhemy answered putting on the
table all their money.

"Well. That should be enough at least for while. But it's not wise to
keep all of it in your moneybag. Wait, I've an ideaÉ" Matyas said and
called his wife. "Here, just keep these coins to give to the gypsies and
a few spare. All these others, my wife will sew into the hems of Chaki's
clothes. As he has to be hidden, it is better for him to have them."

The woman made Chaki undress, until he had only his drawers on. She
started to quickly undo the clothes hems and to sew them back skilfully
fixing inside them the coins.

Meanwhile Matyas' son went outside the walls of the town to call the two
young gypsies with whom he had already talked. In a short while he was
back with the two young men, who were both about the same age, around
twenty-five years old. They were tall, thin but not too much, had dark
brown hair softly curled, long sideburns and one of them had a short and
well-trimmed moustache. They had dark piecing eyes, which shone like
obsidian and teeth of an incredibly pure white. They had an olive
complexion. Both had big gold rings in their ears. They were wearing the
very colourful and fanciful clothes, characteristic of the Bohemian
gypsies.

Matyas' son introduced them, "This is Balint and he is Miklos. This is
my father, and they are the friends I asked you to help."

"Do you agree about the coins you will give us?" asked the one whose
name was Balint, that is the young man with moustache.

"You asked for three Bohemian gold coins for each of us, is that right?"
Rhemy asked.

"It is."

"But for that price, do you guarantee us that you will take them to
Munich with you?" Matyas asked.

"We guarantee you that we will do our best to take them there. And when
we promise to do our best, it means we will do whatever it is possible
to do." Miklos said with a low and warm voice.

"Therefore, in your opinion there is a riskÉ" Matyas insisted.

"All of life is a risk, man! We are ready to face our risks helping the
two boys to escape, they have to be ready to face theirs by coming away
with us." Miklos said, studying with inquisitive eyes the two boys.

"In that case," Matyas insisted, "you should be happy with part of the
money now and the rest when you get there, don't you think?"

"No, we don't think. That is the price and we have no intention of
bargaining." Balint said in a severe tone.

"It is alright. Here are your coins." Rhemy said shortly, pushing the
six gold coins towards the two young men.

"But at least, included in these six gold coins is the food you will
give the two boysÉ" Matyas insisted again.

"We always share our food with our guests." Balint said dryly.

"It would be easier to hide just one of them, the black one, of course.
The other one, we have to make him look more like us to make him pass as
one of us. We can lend him some of our clothes, but we need to cut his
hair and dye it, as well as dye his skin." Miklos said studying Rhemy.

"Should I also wear earrings like you two?" the boy asked, part amused
but part worried.

"Not necessarily. Usually in our tribe virtually only the married men,
or next to marry, wear earrings. They are a gift from the girl's family.
And you are still too young to be either married or near to marrying."
Miklos explained.

"To do the disguising for me, should I come to your wagons?" Rhemy
asked.

"No, it would be better we do it here. And also that we take out the
black boy in a sack or a hamper. The less you are seen with us, the
safer you will be when they search for you." Balint curtly said.

"Of course. Bring here all you need to alter Rhemy's appearance. If you
need it, my wife or my sons can give you a hand. I don't have a hamper
big enough to put Chaki in, but I can possibly find a sack." Matyas
said.

"We shall be able to disguise the boy, without any help. And if you find
a sack big enough, it would be really good." Miklos said, nodding.

The two gypsies left the house, promising they would be back soon.
Matyas' wife started to look amongst the sacks to see if they had one
big enough. As she couldn't find one, she unstitched two of them and
sewed them together using strong string to get one big enough to contain
Chaki and to be able to close it.

After a short time the two gypsies were back with a basket. They asked
Matyas for a bowl, two basins full of hot water, a razor and an old
white cloth. The man's wife readily gave him all they wanted. Then the
two gypsies made Rhemy undress completely whilst Balint poured various
kinds of powder into the hot water, some into one of the basins, some
into the bowl then carefully mixed both of them. Miklos took the razor
and started to cut Remy's beautiful blond hair with fast and precise
strokes, shortening it only a little at the back but much more on the
sides, leaving the boy's ears totally uncovered. At the front he left a
longer fringe and got rid of the centre parting.

Then the young man took the bowl and soaked in it a small piece of
cloth. With it he started to brush the boy's hair, his eyebrows, the
hair under his arms and the hair on his groin, which gradually darkened
until they were a rich dark brown, ebony colour. Miklos went over them
carefully several times until he was satisfied with the result. Then he
washed the boy carefully with the clean water from the basin and removed
the loose dye from his skin.

Balint carefully rinsed the piece of cloth then soaked it in the basin
where he had poured the powder. With it he started to go all over
Rhemy's body, methodically and with care. After the first time it seemed
that the skin colour was little different, but then, after the second
time, gradually it started to change colour and it assumed a shade very
close to that of the two gypsies' skin.

Chaki was looking with wide eyes the transformation of his lover, almost
not believing his eyes. Then he asked, almost in a whisper, "ButÉ will
he always be like this?"

Miklos smiled, "No, his hair will grow blond again. And his skin, if we
don't apply the dye again, will gradually clear up and be back to its
original colour."

Matyas wife asked, "But if it rains, would the colour come off?"

"No it would not. He could dive into the river and swim, without losing
his colour." Miklos explained again.

Balint started to look closely at each part of Rhemy's body to check
that the colour was uniform. The boy felt slightly embarrassed by that
minute inspection so closely done, and became even more conscious of his
nakedness. After some time Balint stood up satisfied.

"One of us would know that his skin is dyed, that he's not a gypsy, but
nobody else would. And with our clothes on him, he will be perfect,
believe me. The only problem is that he doesn't know our language. But
if he had to talk with a foreigner, it would be enough if he imitates
our accent and nobody will notice anything." the young man said with his
usual serious expression.

Miklos took out of the basket they had brought with them the clothes for
Rhemy and helped the boy to dress in them in the right way. Now really
the boy was totally transformed. Chaki was sill looking at him with an
amazed and engrossed expression.

Then they put the big strong hemp sack on the black boy and closed him
inside, carefully tying its opening. They asked Rhemy to carry their
basket, they took the sack with Chaki inside onto their shoulders and
with a farewell gesture, the "tree" gypsies went out of the house,
rapidly down the narrow lanes, past the city gate and went to their
campsite. There they took the sack into one of the wagons and once its
door was shut, they freed Chaki.

Miklos said, "This is my wagon. The black boy will stay hidden here, at
least until we are well outside the boundaries of the Kingdom of
Bohemia. You," he said to Rhemy, "will stay in Balint's wagon."

The man, helped by his wife, moved aside a heavy chest, raised one of
the floorboards and showed the hiding place where Chaki would lie,
almost made to measure.

"Do I have to get in there now?" the black boy asked.

"No, not yet. If and when it becomes necessary, my wife will help you to
get in there. When we are travelling, you can stay outside. It is
essential that no outsider should see or hear you. In our stops, when
possible, you can also come out of the wagon to move about a little, to
relieve yourself."

"But then the other members of the caravan will see me." Chaki objected.

"They all know we brought you with us, we couldn't have done it without
the consent of our chief. As long as it is only they who see you, you
run no risks." Miklos explained.

Balint told Rhemy to follow him to his wagon. The boy asked if he could
be alone with Chaki for a few minutes, as possibly they would not see
each other all day. Miklos made a sign to his wife to leave and the
woman took with her their two children. Then the two men also went out.

"Possibly we can do itÉ" Rhemy whispered caressing his lover's cheek.

"Yes, I think everything will be all right. Anyway, at least for now,
they are not yet looking for us, they still don't know we are running
away."

"Tell me, Chaki, how do you think I look? I would like to be able to
look at myself."

"You are a wonderful gypsy." his friend answered with a smile.

"Do you find me more appealing like this or as I was before?"

"I find you wonderful in both ways, my love. Moreover, your smile is
what I love most about you, and that is absolutely the same."

"I didn't think to ask them how many days it will take us to leave the
lands of King LudwikÉ and how long you have to be hidden so we can't be
togetherÉ and besides that, how long it will take to reach Munich."

"The main thing is to be out of Bohemia. After that, short or long as
the journey will be, it will be of no importance."

Rhemy took Chaki in his arms and kissed him on the mouth. Chaki kissed
him back, but then pulled away from him.

"I don't think we can do anything, in these conditions. It's better if
you go out, now. Who knows when we can be again together safely."

"I don't know, Chaki, but whatever happens, you can be certain of one
thing - my love for you will never end!"

"Nor mine for you. It is the only riches we still have, and nobody can
ever take it away from us."

Rhemy went out of the wagon and the wife and children of Miklos went
inside. The caravan was already ready to leave, and soon the long line
of colourful wagons pulled by horses, set off.

Miklos' children in the wagon wanted to touch Chaki's skin and they
bombarded him with questions as they had never seen a black boy before.
Meanwhile the man and his wife were on the driver's seat. On Balint's
wagon however, on the driver's seat sat the man and Rhemy, while his
wife and children were inside.

"Where did you find that black boy?" Balint asked.

"He was one of my father's servants but he was born in Africa. We ran
away together."

"What is that boy to you? It doesn't seem as if you treat him like your
servant."

"He isÉ a friend, not a servant."

"A close friend, it seems to me." Balint said carrying on driving,
without looking at him.

"Yes, a dear friend, that's right." Rhemy answered in a low voice.

"It is important for a man to have a dear friend. Miklos for me is a
dear friend. We married two sisters, on the same day, so we are now also
relatives, and the bond between us is even stronger than before. In our
tribe families are connected and united through the wives, not the
husbands, therefore Miklos and I are almost more united than if we were
brothers, as we married two sisters."

"Both you and Miklos have two children each, I noticed."

"Yes, and we conceived them on the same days. Next winter, around the
day of the solstice, both Miklos and I have decided to try to have our
third child."

"Why do you want your children to be  conceived on the same day?" Rhemy
asked, being curious.

"So that his children are like mine, and mine like his own."

"A way toÉ share everything?" Rhemy then asked.

"Yes, exactly so, a way to share also what normally is not shared."
Balint dryly answered.

"Chaki and IÉ will never be able to share such thingsÉ" Rhemy murmured.

"But you two can possibly share something else that Miklos and I quite
seldom can share." Balint said, and for the first time his voice didn't
seem so sharp, there was something nostalgic about it, a vein of soft
sadness.

"You two, did you grow up together?"

"Yes. I am just two weeks older than Miklos. He is part of my earliest
memories. We grew up together, everything we did, we always did it
together. Even though our mothers are not of the same family, he and I
always felt more united than if we were the sons of the same mother."

"Yes it is very beautifulÉ" Rhemy said thinking that also Chaki and he
were more united than if they were brothers.

A brotherÉ you find is yours and for good or bad you have to keep it.
You can like or dislike him, you can love or hate him, but he will
always be your brother, and you can't do anything about it. But a lover,
that one, it is you who chose him and he chose you, therefore he is more
than a brother, much more.

"Why do you have to run away? Did you steal something?" Balint asked.

"No."

"Did you kill somebody, then?"

"No."

"So, then?"

"I don'tÉ don't think I want to talk about it. Forgive me."

"After all it's none of my business. When Miklos and I decided to help
you, we did it without caring about why you had to run away. It's none
of our business after all if you don't want to talk about itÉ"

"I don't know how you would take it, if you knew the reason."

"How would I take it? Mine was just curiosity, just for the sake of
talking. How would I take it? Neither you nor your black friend has the
eyes of a criminal. I got the impression that you are boys to whom I
could hand all my gold and that, the day I asked for it back, you would
gave it all to me and not an ounce would be missing."

"But there are other things, besides stealing or killing, that the law
forbidsÉ" Rhemy thoughtfully said.

"Yes, that's true. We also have our lawsÉ and I really can't understand
some of themÉ but they are there. And so a man has to either obey, or
hope not to be discovered when he doesn't obey them. Who amongst us is
not, after all, in one way or another, an outlaw? But at times a man, in
all conscience, cannot obey some laws, if he wants to remain a man."

"And a times one has to run away, to remain a man" Rhemy commented.

"Yes, I can understand you. You and the black boy, you have to run away
to remain men." Balint concluded, then added, "Miklos and I don't need
it for now, but who knows if one day we too might have to run awayÉ in
order to remain men."

"Will the day ever come when one is no longer compelled to run away?"
Rhemy asked, thoughtful.

"The old Aaleigha, our fortune teller, the only one who is able to see
into the future, the only one who knows about Miklos and I, said that
one day it will be possibleÉ but that we will not live to see that day,
and neither will our children or our children's children. She said that
as much as five hundred years could possibly pass before that day
comes."

"Who knows about Miklos and you?" Rhemy asked, starting to understand.

"Yes, who knows about Miklos and meÉ as I guess about you two as well.
But if you don't want to talk about itÉ it's alright with me."

"At times it has more to do with modesty than fear to talk about some
subjects." Rhemy said.

"And I respect your modesty." Balint cut the conversation short and for
some time neither of them said anything else, each one deep in who knows
what thoughts.

That evening they stopped at the roadside. They didn't make camp, they
simply lit fires to fix their meal and while the women were cooking, the
children enjoyed themselves jumping and running around and the men took
out their instruments and started to play their music.

Rhemy took advantage of the stop to go to Miklos' wagon to spend some
time with Chaki. They were talking in a low voice, sitting on the rear
door's step, when Miklos got there.

"If you want to go inside my wagon for a whileÉ I will sit here on the
steps and keep watchÉ but you can't have much timeÉ" the young man told
them, "If I start to tune up my violinÉ it would be better to come out
as soon as you can."

The two boys looked at him somewhat puzzled, and Miklos winked at them
and with both hands gestured to them to go inside. The two boys went in
and the man closed the door behind them. As soon as they were alone,
they immediately were one in each other's arms. They kissed deeply, with
passion and desire. They didn't really make love, afraid they would not
have enough time; anyway just being in each other's arms, even just
kissing and caressing was a relief for the two young and tender lovers.

Outside of the wagon Miklos was sitting in front of the door, his back
leaning against it. Balint arrived and Miklos made sign with his head
towards his wagon; then putting his two forefingers parallel made the
sign that, in the gesture language of many peoples, means two that are
flirting. Balint smiled and nodded.

In a low voice, speaking their language, he said, "They too, like us,
cannot show their love in the light of the sun."

"Do you think they are in love?" Miklos asked.

"It's obvious when you see how they look at each other."

"And we two, how do we look at each other?" Miklos then asked with a
light smile.

"Possibly two like them or like us would understand from the way that we
look at each other in spite of trying not to show it."

Somebody came towards Miklos' wagon. It was his wife so the young man
started to tune up his violin, while Balint went towards his sister in
law and started to talk with her in a way that meant that she had to
turn her back to the wagon and couldn't see Rhemy and Chaki steal away
from the wagon. Miklos noticed that Rhemy, in spite of the dye covering
his face, was blushing.

The day after, while they were travelling south, Rhemy and Balint were
as usual sitting on the driver's seat. Balint was looking at the boy out
of the corner of his eyes, and Rhemy was doing the same, looking at the
young man.

"Why are you looking at me?" Balint asked.

"You too are doing itÉ"

"It's true. I was wondering how much you understoodÉ"

"I was wondering the same thing myself. Now you know why Chaki and I are
running away, don't you?"

"Yes. They caught you two and want to harm you."

"Right. You two, were you never caught?"

"No, never. But we always have to be extremely careful."

"How long have you been together? Do you love each other?"

"Yes we love each other and we have been together since we started to
become men, since our bodies matured and perhaps even before that."

"And how did you understand thatÉ how did it happen thatÉ"

"Our first time? I don't really know, we got to it a little at a time;
there has not been a real first time. We liked being together, we liked
feeling each other's bodies even before weÉ Possibly there have been
many first times. The first time we realised we were aroused just being
near each other, the first time each of us noticed the other's hard on,
the first time we kissedÉ

"Then the first time we understood that a kiss was not enoughÉ the first
time we realized that our people didn't accept what we felt for each
otherÉ the first time we reached the pleasure together, each of us
thanks to the otherÉ the first time we told each other we were in loveÉ
the first time we tasted each other's tasteÉ the first time we gave
ourselves totally to each other. Yes, there have been plenty of first
timesÉ

"And then, the first time we swore eternal love to each otherÉ We were
both seventeenÉ we had been able to finally look deeply inside our
heartsÉ we realised that neither of us was less of a man than our
companions because of our loveÉ And every time we can manage to have a
moment just for us, it is a little of all those first times put
togetherÉ"

"It's very beautiful, very poetic what you are telling me. And I
understand you. For Chaki and me it has been all much more unexpected,
much faster, and there was a first time to remember with tenderness and
pleasure. We were on the shores of a small lake near my father's castle
where we had just bathed. Chaki was a servant of my father's, but that
day he became my lover. He gave himself totally to me, and I to him."

"Therefore you did the first step with him. For us, it would be
impossible to say who did the first step. We can say that we started to
walk together, we learned to walk togetherÉ" Balint said in a dream-like
tone, then added, "And I bet that between you two, as between us, there
isn't one playing the male and the other the femaleÉ in bed, I mean."

"Certainly not, we both are males. I have never understood why, the one
who receives his lover in him, has to be considered less manly. Anyway,
Chaki and IÉ we always give ourselves to the other, with real pleasure
and a very strong love."

"The same as Miklos and me. You know, boy, this is the first time I have
ever been able to talk about Miklos and me quietly, with someone who
totally understands, and this is good for the soul. I am grateful you
finally opened your heart to me. You have given me a lot, with this
conversation. I am happy I'm able to help you to save yourselves and I
hope you will be able to find a way of allowing yourselves to be
together in peace and for a very long time."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 7

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