Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2007 09:03:54 +0100
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: The Merchant of Venice 19/29 (historical)

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THE MERCHANT OF VENICE Or The Twenty-Four Nights of Lorenzo and Poletto
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2006
written the 17th of June, 1991
translated by the author
English text kindly revised
by John

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"THE MERCHANT OF VENICE" 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 19
FIFTEENTH NIGHT
The strange indisposition

Lorenzo went on the bed where his boy was sweetly awaiting him. They at
once were in each other's arms and kissed with desire.

"My Poletto, this evening during the supper I would have eaten you. Do
you know that I was just longing to be able to come here to my room?"

"I clearly read it on your eyes, dear master. That's why I hurried up,
to come ahead of you, in order to make you find me ready when you could
free yourself from the secretary..."

"Yes, and here I am, at last. It is so good having you in my arms, being
able to hold you tight to me... and to know that in a short while we
will again be united, we will be only one."

Poletto seized the quivering rod of the man and went under the sheets to
kiss it.

Lorenzo tried to move him away and gently said, "If you do so, this
night I would not tell you anything. Are you no more interested in my
stories?"

"Oh yes, master. Start telling me." The boy answered from under the
sheets.

"Well, then, come out, little rogue!"

Poletto gave a last kiss to the beautiful erect rod of the man, emerged
from the sheets and, raising them a little and looking under them said,
"You wait there for me. I now have to listen to the story of my master,
but then I will take care of you again. Don't move, understood?"

Lorenzo laughed, ruffled his hair, put one arm round his shoulders
pulling him against his chest and started to narrate.

"Finally, one day, I left Varanasi too. After saying good bye to Madan
and to the Raja, and together with only two slaves, Prema and Bao, I
went towards the East. We traveled to Fuè, Annam's capital. After asking
the authorization of king Iepàn, I opened my shop. Business was going
well. My exotic goods, the fact that I was myself a foreigner, soon
attracted a really good clientele, and amongst them there was also
Gilòn, the king's treasurer.

Each time Gilòn came to my shop, was accompanied by one of his sons,
called Guiendai, a youth of twenty-one. As much as the father was usualy
smiling and merry, so much his son was always serious and sad. The youth
had at once attracted my attention, because he was remarkably handsome.
Almost all the Moi folk, one of the peoples of Annam, are beautiful, but
Guiendai was possibly the handsomest of all the Moi I ever saw.

His sadness made me curious, therefore each time he came to my shop with
his father, I furtively studied him. So, I became aware of something
that would possibly have passed unnoticed to a less careful observer -
when he believed he wasn't watched, he looked at both Bao and Prema with
barely hidden interest and desire. I thus guessed that the youth, just
like me, was an appraiser of masculine graces.

One day when Gilòn came to my shop without being accompanied by his son,
profiting of the fact that I was with the treasurer in the back-shop to
show him some rare items, I asked, "By the way, your son is such a sound
and strong youth, how come he always has that sad light in his eyes?"

"Oh, don't tell me - this is my great worry. Up to five years ago he was
a pearl of a boy, joyous, merry, a joy for my eyes and my heart. But
then, little by little he sank into a melancholy that seems to increase
with each passing year. I paid doctors, magicians, priests, wise men and
holy men, to no avail. None of them has ever succeded in healing him. I
don't know what more to do. I also gave him the most pretty slave girls
for his enjoyement, but there has been no improvement. I organized games
and feasts for him but to no effect. He is a really good son, he is
respectful, obedient, a keen son... If only he didn't have that sadness
veiling his heart, he would be perfect, he would be the pride of any
father!"

I then said him, "Who knows, I can possibly help you. I am not certain,
but in my land we have a magic to heal some kind of melancholies. I am
not sure if it will work also here in you land, but..."

"Really? I pray you, try it on my son!"

"I willingly would, but I can't guarantee it will work. It demands much
time and much patience. And at times it also has odd effects - some
persons, instead of recovering, start to have strange visions that make
them hate whoever is trying to heal them, accusing him of false and
incredible things. I would not take such a risk, do you see..."

"I pray you! I will pay you well for all the time it will take. And even
if my son has a negative reaction to your cure, I will reward you all
the same for having tried it. But if you succeed, my reward will really
be generous. I pray you, accept!"

"I will consider it and let you have my answer. But the rites are to be
held in great secret, far from inquisitive eyes and ears; and only I
with my two assistants can be with your son, nobody else. Do you have a
secluded but convenient and comfortable place, where we can shut
ourselves away, and where we could be certain not to be disturbed?"

"Yes, the Autumn Pavillion. It's a small building in the royal Palace
garden. My servants will close the garden gates so that nobody will
disturb you, and I will gave order that nobody would venture around it
until everything is accomplished. Will you come?"

"If I decide I can made an attempt, I will send you my assistant Bao
with a message."

On the following day, after carefully instructing Prema and Bao, I sent
the latter to the palace to inform Gilòn I would try the magic care and
to ask him to prepare the Autumn Pavillion. I asked him to furnish it
with many lamps and incense burners, a wide and strong table with a
cover and cushions, then an alcove with covers of tiger fur, and a wide
bath with hot water and soft clothes to dry oneself.

Bao came back telling me that the treasurer was happy and that he
already gave orders to prepare all that was required. Bao had also
visited the pavillion and assured me that it was secluded and remoted
enough. I then prepared some jugs of good cordial, the best perfumes and
incenses of Orient, and some anoinements. Then I had Prema and Bao wear
golden silk clothes, and I wore one of precious Indian brocade.

We went to the Palace. Gilòn was eagerly waiting for us. As soon as we
arrived, he sent for Guiendai.

"My beloved son, this kind stranger will perform on you a magic care of
his land, to try to heal you of your melancholy. You will comply to
everything he will tell you to do, anything it would be, as it was me to
order you. And let's hope that you can at last recover."

"As my most excellent father orders." The youth answered, bowing.

The servants escorted us to the autumn garden gates and closed them
behind us; Guiendai guided us to the pavillion. When we were inside,
while Prema and Bao were setting everything following the instructions I
gave them, I had the youth sit in front of me.

"Do you trust my care, Guiendai?"

"Not very much, stranger, be said without offence. My father already
tried all that was possible..."

"Will you anyway do everything I will order you to do?"

"As my father ordered me, I will obey you as I obey him."

"Even if the care will seem you... weird, or if you don't like it?"

"Yes."

"Very good. Then, before starting, you have to drink the content of this
jug."

"All of it?"

"Yes, all of it."

Guien drank all the content to the last draught.

I then told him, "First of all, your body needs to be purified. My two
assistants will undress you and carefully wash all the parts of your
body. You have to keep absolutely still and let them do, while I will
sprinkle you with the magic incense."

This of the magic incense, my dear Poletto, as well as many other things
we performed was just acting for the benefit of the young man... in case
I was wrong judging the reason of his strange indisposition.

Prema and Bao had totally undressed and I noticed with pleasure that now
the young man, even though he was keeping still as I ordered him, with
the corner of his eyes was looking at their nakedness with some apparent
interest. My two slaves drew near him and started to undress him with
affected slowness, brushing his body with their fingers in a wise and
skilled way, while I started to go round the trio waving the perfume
burner.

Guien let us do so, docile, following the instructions I gave him. When
he was totally naked, I noticed he already had a half erection. The two
boys gently took him by his arms and guided him in the wide tub filled
with warm and scented water, and entered into it with him. Here, taking
the water cupping their hands, they started to wet and wash him, gently
brushing his body with their hands and lingering a little more on the
spots more sensitive to erotic caresses. The combined effect of the hot
water, of the hands and of the two naked bodies moving round him, had
soon the effect to arouse him and even though the two boys never touched
his genitals with their hands, his member was soon totally erect.

At times they barely brushed his member with their bodies, or brushed
his body with their members that were also now fully erect, as well as
was mine under my clothes. At times Guien was closing his eyes and
biting a lip, and his hands were tightly closed in fists, pushed against
his hips, almost to force himself not to touch the beautiful bodies of
the two little genies who were taking care of him.

After a while and at my discreet wave, my slaves stopped 'washing' him,
guided him out of the tub and carefully dried all his body, always very
careful to never touch his member with their hands, but just making at
times slip on it the soft clothes with which they were drying him.
Meanwhile I, unseen by Guien, undressed and wore just a wide tunic of
soft, very light and almost trasparent white silk.

Prema and Bao, while remaining naked, made Guien wear a tunic identical
to mine. Both our tunics were slightly raised in front because of our
erections. The youth seemed to notice mine, but he immediately looked
away.

The two boys guided him to the table, made him lean against its edge
with his ass, moved his feet before and spread them, so that he was now
leaning back and could keep his balance only thanks to the fact that his
ass was against the table edge. Now his erection was clearly visible
under his tunic. I put the perfume-burner on the floor, between his
feet, under his tunic, then stood up so that I was in front of him and
my feet were between his. I stared into his eyes and with a very low
voice, almost in a whisper, I ordered him not to move his eyes from
mine. Until then all had happened in an absolute, almost unreal silence.
Guien looked at me almost as if hypnotized.

Prema made a tambourine sound and Bao started to play a flute, very
softly. Each time Prema hit the tambourine, I made a very small move
towars Guien, so approaching very very slowly to his body, my eyes
always fixed in his. We continued so until my body was almost touching
him - really only our feet and our erections, through our silk tunics,
were touching. I could feel his erection throbbing at the side of  mine.

I slowly raised my hands, untied the collar of his tunic and made it
slip down from his shoulders to his waist, leaving him bare chested. I
started then to gently brush his chest with the tip of my fingers,
lingering on his nipples that soon became hard and turgid, so showing
his pleasure.

Then, bending on him, I started to work them with my lips, to titllate
them with the tip of my tongue, to very gently take them between my
teeth until I felt him shudder and he was not able to hold back a faint
and short pleasure moan. I continued to tease him so, until his moaning
was continuous and his body trembling.

Prema and Bao stopped playing their instruments, took his tunic and made
it slip down his sides to his ankles. I then crouched in front of him
and while Prema and Bao caressed his chest, his sides, his belly and
arms, I started to play with my tongue on the tip of his nicely erect
and throbbing member. Guien emitted a moan, leaned more against the
table putting his hands on it, behind, and thrust out his pelvis and his
greedy pole, pushing it against my mouth. I opened it and let the tool
slip between my tight lips, inside my warm and wet mouth.

Then my two slaves climbed on the table, seized the young man under his
armpits and slowly hoisted him on to the top. Without letting that
palpitating tool escape from my mouth, I followed him while I was
letting the tunic slip off my body so that I too was naked.

Guien was lying on the cushions, only his legs still dangling out off
the table. Prema and Bao, kneeling at his sides, were licking and
kissing his body, while unceasingly caressing it. All Guien's body was
now trembling as if seized by a strong fever, like in a rapture. I let
go Guien's rod, and at once Prema took it in his mouth. I raised the
young man's legs, making them fold on his chest. Now only his little,
beautiful, soft and inviting ass was slightly jutting out off the table.

I put my hands on his buns and spread them, to plunge my mouth and
rummage in search for his little hole. As I found it, I started to lick
it at length, at times gently, at times with some energy, at times
pushing against it the tip of my tongue with strong, vigorous strokes,
digging my way in that hole that, I could understand by its consistency,
was still inviolate.

Before my eyes I could see Prema's face pumping Guien's rod with
enthusiasm. I felt his anus strongly palpitate, his pelvis shaking and
understood that he was discharging, jet after jet, in the welcoming
mouth of Prema. But, as we had agreed before, all three we continued to
lick, suck, grope and kiss Guien's body - soon after an orgasm in fact,
the sensations are way stronger and soon Guien started to toss in an
upset way and to strongly moan.

"Enough, oh, stop it please! It's too much... too good... I can't stand
it... for pity sake..."

I then, immersed one finger in anointement, replaced my tongue with it
and gradually pushed it inside him. Guien emitted a stronger moan,
whined a long "yeeessss..." and after a while, with my finger I was
skillfully massaging the interior of his palpitating virgin channel, he
came for the second time into Prema's mouth.

All three, then, we gave him a relaxing massage until Guien calmed down
and sweetly slipped in a deep sleep, also thanks to the sleep-inducing
drink I had mixed with the cordial I made him drink before.

We then lifted and carried him in the alcove, being careful not to wake
him. Then we three finally let ourselves go to satisfy our excitement
that for a while were demanding satisfaction. While the two boys, lying
on a side and upside down, were greedily sucking each other, I first
enjoyed Bao's small ass, then moved to take also Prema's one.

We then washed together in the still warm water of the tub, lit all the
lanterns, got dressed again and went to sit in the alcove, around the
beautiful Guien's naked body, now languidly relaxed, waiting for him to
wake up. It didn't take long, in fact after a short while Guiendai
moved, voluptously stretched his limbs, passed his hands on his naked
chest and opened his eyes.

With a just hint of a voice, he asked me, "Wasn't it all just a dream?"

"What?" I asked him with a cunning smile, lightly caressing his member
that was now at rest, soft and warm.

"All what happened... there on the table..."

"What would you like better, it was just a dream or it all was real?"

"I don't know... I feel confused... Real, possibly."

"Did you like what you experienced?"

"Yes..."

"Is it your first time?"

"Yes..."

"But you desired it, didn't you? You feel aroused by men, don't you?"

"I... I think so..."

"When did you become aware being attracted by men and not by women?"

"About six years ago."

"And you never made love with a man or a boy?"

"No, never... I mean, never before now."

"And why? Didn't you desire it?"

"Yes, I desired it... But when I became aware I desired making love with
men... I talked with my father. He told me that I had absolutely not to
do such things, because a man has to unite only with women and beget
children. He told me I have to give him numerous descendents, not to
disappoint him. He made me swear I would never ever have sex with a man
or a boy. And he gave me some young girl-slaves, pretty and skilled, and
I had sex with them, even though I didn't really like it."

"You could meet your father's wishes but still enjoy some men in secret,
couldn't you?"

"No, I could not. I don't want to disobey to my father. I never
disobeyed him!"

"I see. But... did you enjoy what we did before?"

"So very much! In all my life I never experienced so strong emotions, so
wonderful feelings... I didn't even know it could be possible."

"We can teach you how to experience even stronger and more beautiful
feelings, if you want."

"Yes, I would like, but my father..."

"Your father asked me to heal you. This is the secret treatment that
will make your melancholy vanish. Your father knows it is magic... he
will never know that it is just allowing you to make love with men, so
fulfilling your desire and your nature. In this pavillion nobody will
ever disturb us. If you want, we will come again to give you this magic
treatment, that is to make love with you."

"Oh, I would like it so very much, but... but you will not live forever
in my country. After having experienced such wonderful things, if I have
to renounce to them it will throw me in an even darker melancholy..."

"I thought also about this, Guiendai. Before everything, I told your
father that the treatement is very long, that it has to be repeated
often and for years... Then... I noticed that you seem particularly
attracted to my slave Bao..."

"I like all three of you very much. But you are right, Bao attracted my
eyes and aroused my desire and my fantasies since the first time I saw
him..."

"Well then, when I will leave your land, I will leave you Bao who would
officially carry on the treatement and actually would be available to
make love with you. Moreover, if you will like to make love with amother
man, if it he is a trustworthy person, with the pretext to be helped to
carry out the magic rites, Bao will let him withdraw with you here in
the Autumn Pavillion. Don't you think this would be a good solution?"

"Oh yes, a wonderful one!"

"And to complete the work, it would  be enough for you to marry the
woman that your father will choose for you and you will make her beget
all the grand-sons your father could desire. Once in a while you can
also do a sacrifice and satisfy a woman, can't you? And so make happy
your father. Especially if you can make love with the man you desire,
each time you desire it. What do you think, my sweet Guienday, of this
treatement I invented for you?"

"Oh, Lorenzo, you are a genius. You not only understood the root of my
indisposition, but you also found the right treatment. I am lucky that
destiny sent you my way. How can I repay your kindness?"

"Making love with me as long as I will stay here in Fuè. I don't ask you
anything else. Your father, by the way, is paying me for your
treatement... I really like you very much, and I would like to be the
first man you give your virginity to."

"With very great pleasure, Lorenzo. I will be yours any time you want
me."

And so it happened. Gilòn, already from that first evening, noticed some
improvement in his son's mood and was grateful and thankful to me. But I
warned him that the treatement had to be carried on, possibly for all
the life time of his son, otherwise he could have a bad relapse. Of
course his father agreed totally.

Two days later we went to the palace again for the second session of the
magic treatement and we shut ourselves in the Autumn Pavillion, already
prepared for the rites. We repeated more or less what we did the
previous time but with some variations - I too participated in the
bathing and Guien could take active part in it, washing and touching us,
freely participating.

When he was on the table top I again penetrated him with a finger; the
youth asked me to take him with my rod. I told him to be patient a while
longer - as he still was a virgin at twenty-one years of age, it was
better he got gradually used to the penetration. As a compensation, when
he asked me if he could try to penetrate Bao, I told him yes and the boy
offered himself to him more than willingly. As soon as Guien sank in the
welcoming little ass of the boy, he immediately had a very strong
orgasm.

After a few sessions he became really skilled sucking and doing all the
rest. It was only lacking for him to lose his virginity. And at last the
day came when I felt he was ready - is hole was now fully relaxed,
filled of desire and palpitating.

So I didn't limit myself to let him feel my rod brushing and palpitating
on his greedy hole, like the previous times, but started to push, to
open my way into him. When I felt that he, filled with desire, was
pushing himself against my pole, I started to apply more energy and
Guien, understanding my intention to make him do the great jump, started
to push against me with greater vigour.

He said, "Please, Lorenzo, I really want to finally feel it all inside
me. Even if I will feel some pain, I'm determined to go on, this time.
Sink all your sword into my sheath, plant your tree in my garden, make
your valiant warrior enter into my castle that yearns to be stormed.
Feel how I'm opening my door to you - enter inside me and dance and make
me experience the ecstasy! Please, Lorenzo!"

"Yes, my beautiful boy, thirsty for pleasure. This time I'll hesitate no
more - I feel you shuddering with desire, I feel you are ready to
finally lose your virginity. Here I am! This is your complete initiation
to love between men. And after me, if you desire it, you can also try
Prema and Bao's rods. Here I am, for you!" I told him and sank all my
tool inside his tight, blazing and well lubed channel, while Bao was
sucking Guien's beatiful pole with art and passion and he was taking in
his mouth the throbbing rod of Prema, making it slip down to his throat,
also with greedy passion. For a while only pleasure moans and groans
were heard. My two skilful slaves were regulating themselves to me, so
that we managed to reach orgasm all four together. We continued to make
love and stopped only when Guien had tried my two slaves and his love
channel had been filled by them too.

When at last we relaxed, all four still half embraced, Guien was
radiant. "It has been wonderful, my friends, being able to finally feel
your strong and beautiful members, full of life, vibrate inside me. All
this is wonderful. So, at last I'm again starting to live thanks to your
miraculous treatement. I hope this can last for a long time. Thank you
Lorenzo for having so skillfully diagnosed my illness and for having
given me the right care. I would never have thought it could be so
wonderful making love between men... or else I would never have obeyed
to my father for all these years. He persuaded me, you know, he scared
me and notwithstanding I was feeling desire, I never dared to disobey
him..."

"Yes, at times, being too obedient could also be a mistake, my dear
boy... But tell me, Guien, now that you tried all of what two men can do
together, what do you like best?"

"Everything! Each of you is special for something. I really like how
Prema works my member with his lips and tongue, and how he makes me
burst inside his warm and welcoming mouth. I love how Bao gives me his
greedy little ass, warm and soft, and how he tosses against me each time
I take him, making me feel all his pleasure in being taken by me. I
enjoy each of your rods filling my mouth and quenching my thirst with
their intoxicating cordial. I love your hot pole, Lorenzo, when it
throbs inside my bowels, when it rummages and pushes and beats, when it
dances and when it fills me. I really am not able to make a choice. And
after you made me discover and experience all these delights, I
discovered that I now look at well built and desirable men even with
more lust then before. Life is beautiful, thanks to you three. I found
again the joy of living, thanks to your magic, secret treatement. I
really don't know how to thank you!"

I continued to make love with Gilòn's son for all the time I remained in
Annam and was honoured and respected at the court for that miraculous
healing. Moreover, this fame, got me also excellent business. Guien was
now expert and self-assured in making love, totally uninhibited, even
though he had always to do it hiding from his father and from the other
courtiers, because, according the mentality of those people, as well as
here in Venice, love amongst men was officially deemed as something
contrary to costume and to law.

When I finally left Fuè, I let Bao stay with Guien, as I promised,
explaining to his father that my assistant was fully qualified to carry
on my treatments. I also added that he himself could at times need an
assistant, and that in this case he would seek to find one. Gilòn was
really grateful, and Bao went to live at Guiendai's home.

The last day I spent in Fuè, Gilòn decided to throw a big farewell party
in my honour, and invited Prema and me at the royal palace. After the
party, at the moment of my departure, came twenty servants, each
carrying a parting gift. Amongst the twenty gifts, I still keep one as a
souvenir of the beautiful and young Moi - the gold statuette of god
Gina, who is represented as a wonderful, totally naked male, standing
up, his member soft but of a nice size. Under its pedestal Guien made
carve a sentence in his language, "To my glorious Gina who came from the
West to heal me". Each time I look at the statuette I recall the
beautiful Guiendai of the Moi people, son of Gilòn, the treasurer of
king Iepàn of Annam."

Poletto nodded, then said, "Will you show me that statuette?"

"Of course. It is in my small strongbox, together with all the rare and
precious things that remind me my adventures and that at times I already
showed you."

"And now, master, will you make love to me as you did to the beautiful
Moi?"

"But Prema and Bao are not here."

"I need just you. Rather, I think I would be embarrassed if there were
other people looking at us while you give me pleasure..."

"Why, are you possibly ashamed of what we do?"

"Ashamed? No, on the contrary, I'm really proud! But I want to be only
yours and not other people's and... I would like being enough for you...
If I am not enough for you, it means that I am not skilled enough for
what you deserve and desire. But I would understand, and... if you
looked for another boy besides me... I would accept your decision."

"No, don't worry, I do not feel the need for other boys, as long as I
have you."

"Am I really enough for you?"

"Certainly yes, my splendid boy filled of fire."

"But when you are far away, for a long time, like the month you had to
spend in the March of Ancona... didn't you look for somebody to give you
pleasure?"

"Such a thing didn't not even pass through my mind! Even though time was
never ending, and I was missing you very much. No, I never searched for
somebody in that month, my dear boy."

"Thank you, my dear master. I too waited for you with plenty of desire
and great affection, and didn't want to do anything with any other
person."

"But, tell me, wasn't that Zane a beautiful and likeable boy?"

"Yes, he was."

"And... didn't you get the impression that if you asked him, he would
have willingly made love with you?"

"It could be, but I didn't ask him, I was not at all interested in
making love with him. I was waiting for you."

"If you and Zane had made love, either with him or with another boy, I
would not have been sorry, you know that."

"All right, but as I told you, I want to be only yours. I am not
interested in anybody else, whether a boy or a man, I swear."

"And what about me? How much are you interested in me?"

"Do you want me to show you?"

"Why not!"

"Then prepare yourself - I will not stop until you ask me to..."

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