Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2005 18:21:28 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: Who has to forgive - chapter 6/9 (Young Friends)

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WHO HAS TO FORGIVE
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2005
written the 2nd of February, 1993
translated by the author English
text kindly revised by
David

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"WHO HAS TO FORGIVE" 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 6

ARTISTIC NUDES

All the pictures taken that day had an incredible beauty. Antonello was
struck by that: "I didn't think I was so handsome! I never saw myself
like this, not even when I was looking at myself in the mirror. But the
credit is all yours, you created these pictures, through your love..."
Then the boy added thoughtfully: "Why don't you start shooting male
nudes? You're a real artist. You'll sell very well..."

"I never thought of that. Yes... there are magazines abroad that would
pay well... Rene hinted at that to me but I never really considered it.
But... some other boy, beautiful as he might be, wouldn't be you. You
inspired me."

"What does that matter? You have technique, professionalism, class,
artistic taste. Why not try?"

"Wouldn't you be jealous? I would have to make them undress in front of
me, and have them aroused..."

"Would you cheat on me?"

"No, never."

"So, then what would I have to be jealous of?"

"But here, in a small town, where would I find models?"

"I don't think it would be so difficult. Any well built boy who likes
his own body would be ready to pose for a nude, I think. So long as the
pictures are not shown around town. And all the more if they make some
money..."

Roberto was convinced. He wrote to Rene telling him he wanted to try
working in the field of nude pictures. Both male and female, he wrote,
being ashamed to tell him the truth. Rene answered, encouraging him to
try, and sent him several addresses, noting next to them if they wanted
male or female nudes or both. Roberto tried writing to some of the
magazines in Holland, Germany and the United States. He got some answers
-- they asked him for a portfolio of proof-shots and, if they liked his
work, a contract could be signed.

Antonello suggested, "Just send them some of my pictures, and they'll
make you very generous offers, I'm sure."

"No. Not your pictures. I don't want other eyes looking at them. Just
thinking of somebody beating his meat in front of your picture makes me
sick..."

Antonello giggled, amused at that thought, but understood what his man
was feeling and nodded in assent: "Well, then, let's look for some boys
worth photographing..."

"But how?"

"I can maybe find a couple, there at the orphanage. They're really
good-looking and I think that for two cents they would be game..."

"No, they're minors, it's risky... the law..."

"Yeah, you're right. But maybe... maybe I can manage to find a couple of
boys who are of age, boys who left recently..." Antonello said, thinking
of Sebi.

"Why are you always saying a couple? For the portfolio just one model
would be enough."

"The model will need to be excited by someone for the portfolio. You
don't want either one of us to do it, do it?"

"Definitely not either one of us. But do you think they would do it in
front of a stranger?"

"There in the house we were practically forced to do it, in the
dormitory, in front of the others."

"That was different. The others were friends... and they weren't taking
pictures."

"You're right... but we should at least try, shouldn't we?"

Antonello went to look for Sebi. After a few days he managed to find out
that the youth, who was now twenty two, was working as a mechanic in the
next town. So he took his bike and went to look for him.

"Sebi!"

The youth, hearing his name called, turned: "Antonello! Is that you? My
god, how you've grown up!"

"Yes. How are you? What are you doing with yourself? How goes your
'wretched' life?"

"Fairly well. I've been working here for three years. I'm well. And
you?"

They chatted.

"What time are you off duty?"

"We close at seven, why?"

"I need to talk to you. Where do you live?"

"Nearby."

"By yourself?"

"No, with the other mechanic, that guy there. We share a room at a
widow's house."

Antonello smiled: "He and you?"

"No. He has a girlfriend."

"And you?"

"Whenever I find someone."

"A girlfriend or... a boyfriend?"

"Whatever I find," Sebi answered with a sly smile.

They met again at seven. Sebi was a very handsome guy, as always.
Antonello told him about himself and Roberto, then about the nude
picture project.

Sebi seemed interested at once: "But... he will only sell the shots
abroad, you said. Are you sure of that?"

"I am completely sure."

"And he would even pay me to pose?"

"Sure."

"How much will he pay me?"

"For that you have to talk with him."

"And... do I also have to... do something, with this Roberto?"

"Try it and I'll cut you to pieces," Antonello answered, half seriously.
Then added: "If there were two of you posing, it would be a lot better.
Do you know somebody willing, a boy more or less your age, good-looking,
and uninhibited?"

"Yes, I know a couple of guys, but I don't know if they would pose for
sex nude... and to do it in front of a guy taking pictures..."

"You'd be game, anyway, wouldn't you?"

"Sure, why not!"

"Good. Just for starters, look for another boy. I'll come by again in a
few days."

Sebi found another boy and, through him, a third boy willing to pose for
that kind of pictures. One was Sergio, a fair-haired boy twenty-one
years old who looked eighteen, and was a baker. He too was an ex of the
house. He had a slender and well-proportioned body and a cock that many
would envy. He sometimes had sex with Sebi and, like him; he too liked
both boys and girls. The other one was twenty-three year old, he was
dark-brown haired and tall, with a strong swimmer's body. He was
Sergio's friend and his name was Leone. Leone only liked men. He had met
Sergio at the town movies. He reached his hand over in the dark and
groped Sergio's crotch. Sergio was willing, so after that day, they
often met to have sex. Leone was a fisherman. He had a medium size cock.
When it was hard it bent oddly towards the left, so his friends said it
was because he always beat his meat with his left hand...

On Antonello's bike and Sebi's moped, the three youths went to
Roberto's. At first there was some embarrassment. Antonello served a
fresh light wine for drinks. They talked. They agreed to the proposed
fee -- three thousand each for each session and, for any pictures that
were bought, 15% of the earnings after taxes for each picture. The three
boys thought it was a lot of money and accepted at once. Antonello had
already prepared the three contracts in triplicate, including
authorization to sell all the pictures (but only abroad) and they all
signed. Then Roberto asked them to undress.

"What do we have to do?" Sergio asked.

"Nothing special, for the moment, just get used to being naked, look at
each other, and touch each other if you feel like it. Get used to me and
Antonello, and to the camera."

"We don't have to fuck?" Sebi, the only one already half erect, asked.

"You can do that, too, if you feel like it."

"Where would you like us?" Sergio asked.

"There on the bed, or on the terrace, at least as long as the weather is
good, or even here in the living room, in the kitchen, in the bathroom,
wherever you want. When things start going smoothly, I'll tell you where
and how..."

Leone giggled with embarrassment, but caressed Sergio's buttocks. Sebi,
who was seeing Leone stark naked for the first time, and who was clearly
attracted to him, moved behind him and started to caress Leone's chest.
Then, leaning against him, started to push his growing erection against
his ass. Roberto, his camera ready, shot the first picture. Leone and
Sergio immediately stiffened and the former shot an astounded glance at
the photographer, who continued taking more shots.

Antonello intervened, "Relax, Leone, everything is all right."

"I feel nervous."

"That's all right, it doesn't matter," Roberto said.

"But... with you two all dressed and us all naked... it's more
embarrassing than I thought. I can't even get a hard-on, you see?"

"No problem, Leone. Don't worry about that," Roberto assured him. "We're
not in any hurry, you'll get used to it in the next few days. Now get
comfortable with it, just that. Get used to being naked, to being looked
at, touched, and photographed."

Sebi whispered in Leone's ear, "I'd like to take you now, right here..."

Leone blushed fiercely and Roberto shot more pictures. Sergio sat on a
chair; his legs spread, and slowly massaged his member, so that it
gradually hardened. "I feel really turned on... being naked like this.
Being looked at and looking. At the house I liked to look, and I liked
to fuck, too, while the other guys watched -- it's great."

Sebi was licking Leone's ear lobe, but the latter, even though he didn't
try to escape, didn't react either. His eyes were drawn like a magnet to
Sergio's pole, now erect and pointing towards his navel, the firm
ball-sac between his parted thighs from time to time moving by itself.,
Antonello stood behind Roberto, so as not to be in the line of fire, as
he continued to take shots of the three boys from different angles.

"I... I'm afraid I can't. May I get dressed again?" Leone hesitantly
asked.

"Relax, friend. Let us take care of you..." Sergio insisted, standing up
and moving close to him.

Sebi continued to brush his erection against the fisherman's buttocks
and to run his hands all over his body. Sergio too started to finger,
caress, and lick Leone here and there. And Roberto took more shots.

"Do you remember when we were leaning out the window at your house?
People down on the street just saw two friends looking out. They
couldn't see that we had our trousers lowered to our ankles, and that I
was fucking your sweet ass. You liked that; it turned you on, didn't
it?" Sergio said continuing to intimately touch his friend's body all
over.

"But then nobody even suspected what we were doing... while here..."

"But we are among friends, here. These friends who are not at all
shocked by a nice hard cock, or a hungry ass, or a sucking mouth, just
the opposite -- they like all that. Relax..." said Sergio and crouched
in front of his friend, starting to grope his cock, which was still
soft, then to lick and suck it.

For a while only the "clicks" of the camera were heard. But Leone's cock
started to harden in his friend's mouth. Then Sergio slipped his hand
onto Sebi's cock, erect and hard throughout, and guided it between
Leone's cheeks. Sebi understood, wet his fingers with spit and ran them
over the ass-hole of the handsome fisherman, preparing him. Leone
shuddered, closed his eyes and, when Sebi started to push his rock-hard
pole into him, Leone opened his mouth in a silent moan and squeezed his
eyelids shut.  Sergio was now vigorously sucking Leone's rigid pole,
gleaming with spit. Sebi, holding Leone by his hips, impaled him, and
then started a rhythmic, vigorous movement in and out. Now Leone seemed
not even to hear the "clicks," which continued in a faster rhythm,
stopping only for the time it took to put in a new film.

The fisherman was rapidly losing his reluctance and his shame, and was
more and more prey to the pleasure. Sebi shuddered and, moaning, started
to unload inside his new friend, with vigorous strokes. Leone emitted a
long, low moan of pleasure and in his turn unloaded in the obliging
mouth of Sergio, right down his throat. Sergio swallowed the jets of
thick warm cream, one after another. Leone's face was tense, his eyes
shut tight, and his mouth open almost as if he were suffering, but from
such a sweet pain that he didn't want it ever to stop. Roberto,
fascinated, continued to shoot pictures.

The three youths gradually calmed down, separated, recovered themselves.
Roberto continued to take pictures. Sergio, the only one who didn't cum,
seemed not to care about that fact; on the contrary, he had in his eyes
a satisfied, triumphant expression. At last Leone opened his eyes. He
had a lost expression, almost as if he didn't know where he was. The
umpteenth "click" of the camera drew a surprised glance from him
(another shot) but then he relaxed with a bashful smile, and murmured:
"You got me!"

"Didn't you enjoy it?" Sebi, now at his side, asked him with a sly
smile.

"Well... yeah. It's the first time I was fucked and sucked at the same
time... that I felt four hands on my body. I was never in a threesome
before."

The three erections were softening, that of Sergio, unappeased, more
slowly than the others. Roberto told the three boys they could get
dressed. All five chatted for a while, then Roberto paid them, and
Antonello accompanied them back to their town.

On his bike rode Leone, during the short way back, asked him: "Is
Roberto your man?"

"Yes!" Antonello shouted his answer in the wind.

"He is a beautiful man, I like him. I don't have a steady boy. At first
I was terribly embarrassed, mainly in front of him, but of you too..."

"And now?"

"Less so."

Leone's hands, holding on to Antonello's sides, moved in a light caress.

"No," Antonello said, quietly.

"I like you," Leone shouted.

"Thank you. But I belong to Roberto."

"I see," Leone answered and immediately stopped.

When Antonello got back home, Roberto was already developing the films.

"Can you stop for a minute?" Antonello asked from behind the darkroom
door.

"Sure, no problem," the voice answered from inside. After a short while
Roberto came out drying his hands.

"Those three, before... I got turned on. I want you... I've been waiting
too long," Antonello said provocatively, embracing him.

Roberto wanted nothing else.

"Didn't you find it arousing?" Antonello asked him as they moved toward
the bed and started undressing.

"A little... not very much. They weren't you, none of them."

"But if you didn't know me, which one of them would you, have liked to
have sex with?"

"All three!" Roberto answered honestly.

Antonello giggled: "You pig! All three at once?"

"No, silly, one after the other, I think. I think I would have been even
more embarrassed than Leone, to do it with two guys at once. Let alone
in front of a photographer!"

"But which one of them do you think is the best looking?"

"Maybe, Sebi. But not as good-looking as you are."

"Did you know that Leone told me that he likes you?"

Roberto didn't answer but silenced him with a kiss.

Antonello whispered, shuddering: "I want you..."

They made love as the sun set, filled with sweet passion.

While they were relaxing, Antonello asked him: "Why did Leone, while he
was enjoying it, seem almost as if he was suffering?"

"I don't know.  Maybe because his pleasure was too intense. I too was
somewhat taken aback... You, on the other hand, when you enjoy it, have
a happy expression."

"I know. I am happy."

"And my expression?"

"You?  Your expression is one of wonder and radiance."

The next day Roberto printed the pictures. Together with Antonello he
chose the best ones, studied their cropping, their exposure and
retouching and printed some sets. Then he sent them to seven magazines
that specialized in erotic male nudes -- two in Germany, one in Holland
and four in the United States.

While they waited for a response, the three youths came again to pose,
sometimes alone, sometimes two or all three together. Sergio was by far
the most uninhibited, closely followed by Sebi. But Leone, too,
gradually became more self-assured. Roberto shot on the terrace, or even
on the roof, and they also used the apartment downstairs to vary the
setting.

After one set of shots in the shower, Sebi said to Antonello: "Remember
your first time?"

"Sure I do... in the house showers..."

"Now that you are so much older... I'd really like to do it with you
again," he said enticingly.

Antonello was pleased, and smiled but shook his head: "Not me. I have
Roberto; I am no longer interested in anybody else."

"Are you faithful to him one hundred per cent?"

"Naturally, I love him!"

"I see... it's too bad, but..." Sebi said.

"No. Don't push it, Sebi. If you were in love, you'd understand me."

"Yes... possibly."

Finally the answers came. All seven magazines wrote that the pictures
were of wonderful quality and each proposed a contract, but with
exclusive rights. Some with an exclusive on the set of pictures, others
on the model. With Antonello, he decided which contract was most
advantageous.  After signing it, he sent the new sets of pictures. The
magazine sent the money and a letter that said that the pictures were
very good, and made some suggestions -- they asked for more models and
different settings, some in the open air. They also suggested making
some kind of story in pictures.

After deducting expenses, counting the number of pictures purchased and
in how many of them each of the three models appeared they paid each of
them his share. All three were satisfied. Earning money just by
undressing and having sex with friends seemed like fun to them. They
needed to find more boys, new settings. The three boys took care of both
things. They picked out places in the open air where they could pose
naked without risk of being caught. As for the interior settings, there
was still a problem. By making small changes they could use all the
rooms in the two apartments to make shots that were apparently taken in
different places, but that was still very limited and limiting. They
sent the new selections to another of the magazines as well, but that
one also wrote after a while, asking for the same things -- more models
and more different settings. The interiors were the main problem.

One day Antonello had an idea: "If we could use a furniture shop... In
furniture shops, you know, they are always creating nice new settings
for displays... They get new furniture all the time, of different
styles, there's a natural turnover. What if I, instead of opening my
bar, managed a furniture shop? I would like that kind of work. During
business hours, I could sell furniture. But when we pulled down the
rolling shutters, we could do photo shoots in the interiors. And during
the day you could shoot outdoors for the externals, on the beach, in the
woods, wherever..."

"We'd need a lot of money to buy a furniture shop. Besides, wouldn't
people get suspicious seeing boys moving around in the shop after
closing time? And anyway, we have to find more models..."

"We can look for a shop in the capital of the province. And each boy can
find a new model. If only my bank account was already available... but
it'll still be two more years. I don't think that your savings alone
would be enough. But we could try to get a loan from the bank... we
could do it. Let's just start looking for a furniture shop, so that at
least we'll have a clearer idea of how much money would we need... come
on!"

They started to look for one, to gather information, to set down plans
and calculations, to study the project from every angle. Meanwhile
Roberto continued to shoot photo sets in their apartments or outdoors.
They also staged their first story -- Leone and Giorgio (a new boy that
Sergio found, who had just come of age and worked as a fireman in the
capital, with a sexy body and explosive sensuality) met at a bus stop,
got into conversation, went to the beach to swim and here the first
approach took place, the first touching. Then they looked for a secluded
and safe place and found it in the ruins of an old casemate at the
borders of the wood (they jumped over the barbed iron fence, while two
of the boys stood watch outside, but there was no problem) and here at
last they made love.

The story was bought by the Dutch magazine, who asked for more stories
like that. Giorgio was a very nice boy and completely uninhibited, and
since he liked Leone, all his posing was very natural, even though this
was his first experience in front of a camera, and with other people
around watching them.

They also did solo sets, where a boy undressed, caressed and aroused
himself, then masturbated until he came, and finally relaxed in the
after-orgasm glow. Sometimes they did twos or threes, but without sex
scenes. In fact, while some magazines asked for "hard" shots, others
wanted "soft" ones (and these two English words entered the boys'
vocabulary, as well as the word "gay"...)

Then Antonello thought of getting Leo, Rosario's friend, involved, and
this one not only accepted with real enthusiasm, but also found several
other good-looking boys who were willing to have sex in front of a
camera.

Meanwhile they found a furniture shop for sale in the capital. Roberto's
bank made a loan putting a mortgage on his house as guaranty and
Antonello's bank also made a loan, having as guaranty his time bank
account. Between that and Roberto's savings they managed to buy the
shop. Antonello was happy with his new job, so he quit his job at the
bar. They added a lot of floodlights to the shop. When they pulled down
the blind shutters, the shop was transformed into a perfect studio.

Antonello also decided to hire two of the "boys" to help him in the
shop, as assistants, store-men and assemblers. One was Nello, a
twenty-six year old with a mature body, strong and lean, well-sculpted,
thanks to hours at the gym where he did weight training. He was
bisexual, married with a son, but he often had adventures with boys.
Thus he was happy to agree to pose for that kind of pictures, so he
could have a lot of boys available, without having to worry about
finding them and without worrying every time about a place to go. The
other one was Franco, twenty-one years but with the face of an
adolescent, his body completely hairless and youthful, but strong. He
was out-and-out gay, shy but not so shy as to refuse even the most
hard-core scenes, with doe eyes and sensual lips.

With Nello, Franco and three other boys who also looked younger than
twenty-one, they staged a story similar to that of Antonello with
Rosario, set in the "house". They used a corner of the store room to
recreate the dormitory, and the shop's wide shower room. As for the
office of the superintendent they recreated it in the shop's show areas.
Nello acted the part of a superintendent who caught two of the boys
making love under the showers, and the other two in the dormitory. So he
took the four boys, one after the other, into his office, and made them
suck him then fucked them on the couch, on the desk, on the carpet or
standing... This story also sold at once and paid well.

In addition, business in the shop was good, and Roberto also continued
to shoot and sell (to completely different magazines) his art services
as before, landscapes, costume shots. So they were paying their debts to
the two banks on time and without problems.

Then they met Tom (Tommaso) another gay boy brought by Leo. He was the
son of the chief of police of the capital. He too was twenty-one but
looked a lot younger (Roberto asked to see his ID papers!), even though
his body, and his member, were already mature -- this contrast was
really attractive and Tom's photos were immediately very successful. Tom
was fond of photography, so to justify to his family the hours he was
spending at Roberto's place, Roberto decided to hire him as his
assistant and to teach him the tricks of the trade. So Tom became at the
same time both photographer and model.

They could now count on a dozen boys of all types and sizes, mainly gay,
and some of them decidedly beautiful, whose photos were much in demand.
Now Roberto was selling only to two American magazines, and to the Dutch
one, whose readers seemed to particularly appreciate these fresh
Mediterranean beauties. Roberto started to sign his services as "Rolan",
the acronym of "ROberto Loves ANtonello".

As he received all the copies of the magazines where his services
appeared, Roberto could study the shots of other photographers, so he
refined his technique even more. He now directed his models so
professionally that as many as 90% of the shots could usually be sold.
Also the boys had learned to move and pose well in front of the camera
and followed Roberto's directions with enthusiasm.

Antonello's twenty-first birthday was approaching, and that would mark
not only his freedom from being a ward of the court, but also the
freeing of the bank account into which his pay for three years of work
in the bar had been deposited. This money would free them almost
completely from their debts to the banks, so that the two lovers could
finally start to fully enjoy the income from their jobs.

They were content, and often on Sundays they went with their model
friends for a picnic in the woods to relax and spend a pleasant day, or
to bathe in the sea, to go together to a small country-side restaurant
or to the movies. The fact that the boys were used to undressing and
having sex in front of each other with no problem created a special
harmony in the group. Not infrequently the boys had sex among themselves
outside the photographic sessions, as well. Some of them turned out to
be born actors and were able to express desire, lust, shyness,
amazement, and enjoyment -- whatever was requested of them.

Leone and Franco became a steady couple, but this didn't stop them from
continuing to have sex with the other boys, or together, in front of
Roberto or Tom's cameras. A new acquisition was Daniele, who could pass
for a sixteen or seventeen year old with his air of an urchin.  He had
been found by Sebi and became the steady boyfriend of the latter. The
genuine enthusiasm with which he had sex was contagious and he was
somewhat courted by almost all the other boys. He worked with his older
brother at a gasoline station, and he planned to go live with Sebi who,
for him, had given up chasing girls.

Daniele told him: "For the photographs, it's OK for you to do whatever
Roberto tells you, and with whoever he tells you. But off the set, I
want you to be only and exclusively mine. Understand?" Sebi was happy to
accept.

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 7

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