Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2019 04:31:59 +0000
From: Embolisha <Embolisha@protonmail.com>
Subject: The indifferent chapter 8

Chapter 8

As the sun sets over the Tyrrhenian Sea the huge pleasure palace begins to
light up.  Blue submarine spots illuminate the sea creatures gliding
beneath the hull while subtle lanterns grace the wide outdoor spaces where
several figures can be seen relaxing on chaise lounges.  With no space
between one heart beat and the next the bow of the ship begins to turn away
from the island as the massive but incredibly quiet engines apply thrust.
The orange of the sunset paints a line across the calm sea and for a short
time the ship follows the fiery trail into the west as it picks up speed
before turning slightly north towards its destination.  On the aft deck
sheltered from the wind the loungers watch the wake of their passage as it
curves into the distance.

Lorenzo, dressed in linen pants and a black button down shirt is lying back
listening to a performance of a current world artist.  The teen heartthrob
is sitting on a stool nearby strumming his old guitar.  The gentle vibrato
in his voice is soothing and Lorenzo smiles to himself as he watches him
through lidded eyes.  `Such beauty and talent in one so young, sometimes
the gods are kind', he muses.  Seated around the deck in casual style are a
selection of the indifferent who had travelled in via helicopter earlier in
the day.  Luca sits with his son Donatello seated on his lap, while Cosimo
has positioned himself as close to the performer as he can.  Lorenzo scans
the deck noting the two boys of the `preferiti' seated side by side
obviously enjoying the music.  Olio is almost unconsciously moving his
small body to the rhythm but Darius as if somehow aware of the Pater's
regard turns his head towards where Lorenzo is sitting.  Again Lorenzo is
captured by the boy's darkly handsome looks, almost as if a young panes has
descended from mount Olympus to the deck of his ship.  The man's gaze
wanders down across the boyish form noting his slightly exposed collar bone
underneath the crisp white linen shirt.  It might be his imagination but he
senses the pulse in the young neck as Darius, as if on cue, tilts his chin
slightly and turns it to the side exposing his throat to the man but never
loosing eye contact.  At that moment the song ends and is greeted by
applause from the assembled indifferent.

"Bravo, bravo."  Donatello yells as he stands up and claps his hands
eliciting laughs from the elders around him.

"Yes, bravo indeed." Lorenzo drawls.  "I believe you have a dedicated fan
here Shawn.  I think Donatello might not be the only one slightly in love."

The singer smiles and winks at Cosimo who licks his red lips suggestively.

"Why don't you sing the one about Japan.  I quite like that one."

"Of course Pater."  The singer rakes his hand through his dark curls and
pushes his hips forward onto the stool opening his legs wider as he lifts
the guitar and strums the opening chords.

Lorenzo laughs as he sees Cosimo's eyes glued to the bulge in the
performer's pants.  It might be amusing to see if Shawn could finish the
song while a 12 year old slut worked his cock in and out of his mouth.

Lorenzo looks around again.  His two female cousins Antonia and Simonetta,
the respective mothers of Donatello and Cosimo, are deep in conversation
while Cosimo's 10 year old sister, Sophia, is listening intently.  Next to
them is an uncle.  Giuliano is around 50 years old but is still an
extremely handsome man.  Though his hair was now a distinguished grey,
Lorenzo still felt the same tickle inside of him that he had the first time
his uncle had shoved his cock up his 9 year old arse.  Of course it had
been Lorenzo who had demanded that he do so, but as he remembered it
Giuliano had not put up much of a fight.  It was interesting to remember
being small enough to wrap his legs and arms around Giuliano's torso and
suck on his pink nipples while his uncle fucked him.  He imagined it must
have looked like a small primate attached to its mother's nipple.  `Happy
memories' he sighs.

Cosimo looks towards Lorenzo and lifts his eyebrows in almost a pleading
question, and is off his seat almost before Lorenzo has finished waving.
The boy scampers forward and kneels down before the singing teen running
his hand up the inside of the performers leg.

"This should be amusing." Lorenzo smirks while Simonetta looks up and rolls
her eyes but smiles indulgently at her son.

Shawn's eyes widen as he feels his 8" cock pulled into the open sea air and
quickly immediately swallowed by a hungry mouth.  Valiantly he continues to
sing tho Lorenzo notes his breath control is not as seamless as it was.
Quickly his cock lengthens and straightens in the boy's mouth.  Cosimo
pulls off and wraps his hand around the thick girth of the teens meat
pulling it down to rub it against his face as his other hand cups and
massages the two beautifully smooth balls beneath.

Shawn continues to sing as his eyes remained glued on the cocksucker
servicing him.  The boy pulls the shaft down and extends his tongue licking
the glistening drop of precum from the wet slit while making an arrow of
his tongue and seeking to open the tiny folds on the end of the teen cock.
Despite himself Lorenzo is impressed as he waves a server forward with a
drink.  Just then he feels a small hand on his shoulder and he turns to
find Donatello staring avidly at his face.

"I was wondering, uncle Lorenzo," the boy started and then hesitated
looking with longing towards his cousin currently pushing his nose into the
teens well trimmed pubes.

"Are you sure bambino?  You are delicious but still quite young for that."

"Oh I am sure.  I am tired of missing out."  The boy pouts his full lips.

"Well you have my permission ragazzo but you need your mother's too."

The young boy turns towards Antonia who is still in conversation and yells
"momma can I please suck Shawn's cock."

The woman stops speaking and looks up towards her son frowning.  Before she
can speak she is interrupted by her cousin.  "Oh let him Toni, you know how
it felt when we were denied at that age.  Not that we let that stop us
hey."  She giggles and is immediately rewarded by an answering one from
Simonetta who smiles before nodding her head towards Donatello.  Once
released from his restraints the boy races towards his cousin who is still
deep throating the singer.  He stops and leans forward tapping Cosimo on
the shoulder.  The suckling boy turns his head without removing the member
from his mouth while the encroaching boy reaches out his small hand and
wraps it around Shawns cock and begins to drag it away from his cousin.
Suddenly a few discordant notes fill the air as the teen watches his
bulbous cock head pop from the puffy lips of one boy only to disappear into
the questing mouth of another much younger boy.  Not to be outdone Cosimo
opens his mouth and extends his tongue running it down the seam on the
underside of Shawn's member and stopping to lave the balls below.  With
increasingly gasping notes the singer falters to the end of his song and
sighs as he leans back enjoying the ministrations of the two Medici.

"Well that was a fine effort at control."  Giuliano quips to Lorenzo with a
completely straight face.  "Perhaps he should work a little more on his
breathing tho."

"Yes uncle."  Lorenzo smiles.  "Although I have noticed you struggling to
breath a time or two in similar circumstances."

Giuliano nods his head regally in acknowledgment of that fact before his
eyes lock onto Olio and Darius who are still seated and watching the show
before them.  He raises one eyebrow and Lorenzo finds he is in agreement.

"Darius stand up."  The boy does so and waits for further instructions
although the slight defiance can still be seen in his stance.  "My uncle
wishes to get to know you better.  Treat him as well as you treated me and
I think you will make a new friend."

Darius bows stiffly from the waist and turns towards Giuliano who motions
him forward.  When he has reached the older man weaving slightly from the
lurch of the ship as it rides upon an ocean swell.

"Remove your clothes boy."  The man commands and Darius begins to unbutton
his shirt opening it to reveal his flat stomach and outlined pecs.  The
soft fabric slivers to the ground to be followed by pants and underwear
until Darius is standing exposed his nipples erect from the chill of the
night breeze on the ocean.

"I see what you mean nephew."  Giuliano says not taking his eyes from the
naked form before him.

"Turn around boy."  Darius does.

"Bend over."  Again the boy complies.

"Very sweet indeed."  Giuliano stands up and steps towards the boy
caressing his cheek before he cups his hand around the small neck and
directs to boy towards a nearby table.  He positions him so that he is
facing the table with his hands flat on its surface.  Darius looks up into
Lorenzo's eyes and notices the cool stare that is returned realising there
is no help to be had there.  The boy braces himself as he sees Giuliano
motion to his right and a uniformed servant steps forward with some small
packets for the man to choose.  As Darius looks back over his shoulder he
sees the packets opened and glistening lube liberally smeared onto three
fingers held tightly together before they disappear into the folds of his
shapely buttocks.

Lorenzo continues to watch Darius' face, noticing the slight tightening
around his eyes as his uncle finger fucks the boy.  The proud cast of his
head still held up at a haughty angle while the hands that had been flat on
the table are now curled into fists as he rests upon his knuckles.  Lorenzo
can see Giuliano unfastening his belt and releasing his trousers and he
waits in anticipation to see his favourite uncle claim this prince.

Giuliano's left hand snakes around Darius' hip holding him firmly in place
as his right hand grasps his manhood and positions it at the opening of the
delicious boy cunt in front of him.  A slight pressure on his left hand to
tilt the small pelvis backwards and firmly press forward and he is
breaching the tiny ring.  Darius' head falls forward as he feels himself
penetrated and he lets out an involuntary gasp.  Lorenzo can see the boy's
penis pulled towards the left as the pressure from Giuliano's hand drags
the boys skin to the side forming a little ridge that the man thinks would
be delicious to run his tongue across.  In what is no time at all the
little cocklette is back in the centre and swinging forward and backwards
in time to the thrusts of the man within the boys pussy.

The singer still firmly attached to the two small mouths upon him, looks up
to see the man fucking the boy and groans as his climax overtakes him
without warning.  Below Donatello coughs with surprise as his is the lucky
mouth currently over the beautiful cock.  He pulls back and Cosimo swoops
in slurping up all the seed he possible can until Donatello's sense of
competition takes over and he returns to feed.  It is not long before
Shawn's cock is once again hard as the two boys continue to stimulate him.

Lorenzo looks around again and is unsurprised to see his niece Sophia
sitting in Luca's lap as the man's fingers pry open her little cunt to play
with her clit.  Every now and then a finger disappears into the fold to
penetrate the 10 year old while her little groans fill the air.  Antonia
and Simonetta have opened the wrap around dresses they were wearing to
reveal exquisite suspenders and garters while slowly playing with their wet
quims.

"Right thinks Lorenzo.  Time to try out the latest preferiti."  He turns
towards Olio and the beautiful Polynesian boy smiles shyly at the Pater.

He rises and steps forward removing pieces of clothing as he goes.  As his
shirt is removed Lorenzo can see a silver collar with swirling intricate
designs etched into it hanging around the boys neck.  As his pants are
removed he can see two more silver circlets on each of the boy's ankles.
The few small hairs on top of the beautifully slender young cock are
trimmed to perfection and the soft sure footsteps of the boy as he
approaches almost looks like a dance to the waiting man.

Not far away Cosimo has placed himself on his back so that he can watch the
Pater with his newest toy as his smaller cousin thrusts his little
cocklette into his mouth while at the same time slurping on his older
cousins cock.  Shawn is inching forward as he slowly enters Cosimo
carefully trying not to fall on the young pair sixtynining below him.

Darius now has two hands on his small hips and is actively thrusting
himself back upon the impaling shaft.  His lips parted and panting, eyes
wide as he seeks his pleasure.

Now Sophia's little dress is pulled up with her arms both wrapped around
her legs as she pulls them back to expose her creamy white mound.  Luca has
wet a finger and is pushing it slowly into her puckered ass as he slides
his tongue inside her little cunt.  The two women have moved closer to the
pair and are fingering each other watching as the man tongue fucks his
niece.

All is as it should be, Lorenzo thinks as he watches the tanned god remove
his pants.  The night has fallen and the lighting on the deck is lowered to
enhance the mood.  Lorenzo is unsure but as he watches Olio lean down to
take him in his mouth he can swear the tattoos are glowing in the dark.
Almost mesmerising in beauty as they snake down the slender shapely back,
here caressing a hip, there circling a dimple moving constantly, Lorenzo is
transfixed.  Olio's curles begin to bounce as he sucks on the Pater.  His
brown lips stretch obscenely as he pushes the man further into his throat
coating him with spit.  As he pulls off a slender rope of glistening
translucence bridges the gap between boy and man.  Olio whips his tongue
out and breaks the connection.  He keeps his eyes locked onto Lorenzo's as
he leans forward to lick the Pater's lips and force his little tongue into
the waiting mouth that is claiming him.  For several minutes Lorenzo enjoys
the lad's enthusiasm but then his mind wanders back to the intriguing
tattoo's.  He disengages and gently turns Olio around and begins to trace
the glowing skin with his tongue eliciting a groan of pleasure from the
boy.

"Are you ready to find out the secret of my tattoo's Pater?"  Olio drawls.

"I am young one."

Lorenzo's hands rest on the slender hips as the boy moves to straddle him
in reverse style allowing the Pater to see his markings as he slowly lowers
himself onto the turgid member below.  Lorenzo is fascinated as he watches
the brown puckered hole begin to stretch.  He can see the boy sack and
smooth skin of the boy's taint as he penetrates him.  Finally with a little
buck of his hips backwards Olio captures his prize and pushes down until he
is sitting flush on the man, he then holds still as he adjust to the
intrusion in his bowels.  Looking over his shoulder he smiles his white
toothed smile and breathes "ready?"

Lorenzo nods and waits as the boy reaches up to the silver collar around
his throat.  His fingers manipulate a small latch and then Lorenzo gasps in
pleasure.  His cock is now buzzing and being squeezed almost painfully.
The boy riding him arches backwards as every muscle in his back spasms and
jerks.  Lorenzo is truly impressed, here is obviously an electrical impulse
that is flashing between the collar on the boys neck, down through the
glowing almost metallic looking tattoos to the anklets wrapped around his
legs.

Olio cries out, but not with pain.  His little hips begin to bang forward
and roll upon the invading shaft.  From his lips fall a string of
Polynesian vowels that to Lorenzo's mind sound almost like a Hakka.  Now
the electrical impulses seem to come in waves washing over the pair locked
together on the couch.  With each spasm Olio's little boy pussy squirms and
tightens on the invading shaft.

"Oh my god."  The man cries and tightens his grip on the thrashing boy.
Around them the activity has stopped as all eyes are now turned toward the
pair.  Shawn is still deeply seated inside Cosimo, as is Giuliano inside
Darius.  Luca is now on his back with his cock inside the 10 year old girls
arse while Antonia's finger is inside her cunt, but they have all stopped
to look at the Pater as his cries of ecstasy grow louder and louder.  All
can see the spasms of the round buttocks upon the bucking pelvis.  All can
hear the grunts of primal pleasure from the rutting boy who's head is
thrown backward while his now sweat damped hair jerks and sways in time to
his motions.

From somewhere Lorenzo can't quite fathom, Olio produces two small metallic
disks and spinning around on the still swollen cock inside he faces the man
and clamps them over Lorenzo's swollen nipples, he then arches his back
again and clasps his cock in his hand as he continues to ride.  Lorenzo is
now swamped by so many different sensations as the metal disks come to
life, vibrating in time to the electrical assault from the boy on top of
him.  Suddenly his balls tighten and Olio sensing the change begins to
pound himself down upon the Pater, his head is now hanging forward and his
hair is obscuring his face as he concentrates on his prize.  Lorenzo can
feel the surge growing as it races up his shaft.  With a cry he releases
his load inside the still thrusting boy.  Shot after shot escapes him as
each muscle in his body is rigid with exertion.  Finally he is spent and
collapses back upon the couch dragging in ragged breaths as the boy upon
him stills and turns off the electrical charge so as to not interrupt the
man's release.

From Darius' view point he can see a small trickle of creamy white begin to
drip from the distended arse of the brown boy on the couch and his own need
returns to him.  He looks over his shoulder and eyes the man inside him.

"Fuck me now.  Hard."  He commands and Giuliano as though released from a
spell is only to happy to oblige.  "Fuck me old man.  Take my pussy.  Fuck
I need it hard."  Darius yells as he is taken.

Shawn grabs Cosimo's legs and pulls them further apart as he pushes inside
and begins to thrust again.  He reaches forward after licking his finger
and pushes it inside Donatello's little upturned arse.  The boy moans "mmm"
as he looks sideways up into the superstars eyes.  That is enough for Shawn
and he unloads a second time inside the convulsing young body below him.

Sophia's fingers are proudly holding open her little pussy as her aunt
again drives her tongue into her after running it up the shaft invading the
little arsehole below it.  Simonetta is leaning forward feeding a breast to
Sophia as Luca tongue fucks her while she straddles his face.  Before long
all begin to moan as climax after climax take them leaving spent bodies
lying on the deck of the great sea going palace.

Lorenzo comes back to himself in time to watch Giuliano pull his dripping
cock out of Darius and pulls the boy up to drive his tongue in his mouth.
Lorenzo caresses the small talented buttocks that have relaxed against him
and smiles as he hears Donatello speak.

"Shawn, do you think you could play the one about stitches.  I really like
that one.  Oh and your spunk taste fucking great."

With a laugh the teen gets up and returns to the stool with his guitar,
this time his cock and balls remain on view as he begins to once again
perform for the group.

Darius approaches Lorenzo and asks if he may join the pair on the couch,
when Lorenzo nods he moves into position facing Olio and studying the boy.
Here was a true rival for the Pater's regard.  What he had seen the boy do
was truly amazing.  How would he top that?  At this point he was at a loss
but he would not remain that way for long.  If he was a true problem there
were other ways of dealing with that.  After all we are all at sea and
accidents happen.  As he continues to regard the other boy he realises that
he is in turn being watched through brown lidded eyes.  Olio raises himself
on his elbows and leans forward lightly brushing his lips across Darius'.

"Just try it!"  He says with a relaxed smile and a half wink.

End of Chapter.

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