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Saint Valentino's Academy for Gifted Boys

 

Chapter 5: Morning Routine.

 

The not so subtle sound of a loud trumpet resonated through the building without mercy; immediately followed by the sudden and, not gentle at all, lights turning on as if obeying a silent command, awakening the four occupants from their tender slumber in a rather rude and abrupt manner.

 

The four boys, still wrapped in the covers, laid in their bed, the big old clock in the wall marked exactly 7:30 AM; it was time to get up and prepare for school.

 

Christian sat up and allowed himself some time to adjust and yawn with laziness; It's not as if he had school waiting for him that morning, after all, at least not yet. Although, he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious about how classes were in this school, especially given everything that he had seen so far.

 

One by one, Christian's roommates left their shared bed, leaving him alone in it, their naked figures shamelessly moving in the brightly lit room as they headed towards their shared toilet room.

 

Still not getting up, Christian mused over how it was that he had ended up naked and sharing a single bed with three other equally naked boys. The previous night was so unlike anything Christian had ever experienced before that it felt like it had been a fever dream...

 

 

Things had calmed down quite a bit after the boys had returned from their bath and were treated to a hearty dinner at the common room, courtesy of Prof Leo. They decided to spend the last few moments before bed playing games, laughing and talking as if they hadn't just met that day.

 

Suddenly, the door to their room opened and two prefects carrying baskets came through. Christian noticed right away that one of the prefects was a little shorter and looked younger than the other.

 

Christian didn't recognize either of the two boys and was silently thankful that neither of them were Paolo; he wasn't sure he could see him again with a straight face after what they had done together in the Med bay.

 

"Ah, this is the room with the new student! I guess some introductions are in order!" the taller of the two boys spoke.

 

"I'm Spyros Drivakis, one of the prefects in charge of this dorm." The boy spoke calmly.

 

"And I'm Aladdin Rashad— Spyros' retainer—and you must be Christian Cockburn," the other boy added as he addressed Christian directly, who just nodded silently. Although the name was different, Christian believed he was familiar with what a retainer was in this context. Aladdin was an assistant to the prefect and a candidate to become a prefect himself once a spot opened up.

"And with that out of the way, time's up, boys," Aladdin announced with a cheerful voice, "clothes off! I wanna see those lovely bums and cute weenies!"

 

Christian knew the moment was coming, but couldn't help but feel utterly shocked by it all the same.

 

"Al!" Lu stood up to the retainer with a smile on his face, making clear that his disagreement with the brown skinned youth was all pretend.

 

"What? You're saying that you don't have a cute weiner or an even cuter bum?" Aladdin grinned, "and you're supposed to call me, sir."

 

"And what if I don't feel like it?" Lu responded with the same smile and with his hands on his hips to further reinforce his act of defiance.

 

"Well, then, I just may have to spank that cute butt of yours until you do," Aladdin said eagerly. In a playful mockery of how Lu was acting, he also placed his hands on his hips.

 

It was hard for Christian to believe what he was seeing from these two. Was the retainer hoping for a reason to punish Lu? Although, by the looks of it, Lu seemed to be just as eager to be punished.

 

"Can you guys do everyone a favour and just fuck already? The sexual tension is unbearable," Spyros complained, sharing the same face of annoyment as Diego and Ben, who were already stripping without saying a word.

 

"Spyros!"

 

"Don't play innocent with me, Aladdin, I know you and your ass well enough." Aladdin gave him an almost embarrassed smile.

 

The exchange between the two older boys snapped Lu out of his mood, and he became scandalized at his own actions. Lu blushed and quickly stripped out of his clothes in eerie silence without further ceremony, making sure that his eyes never left the floor. "R-Right, here are my clothes, sir," Lu spoke in a small voice, "I'm-I'm sorry for my behaviour, sir. You may still punish me, S-sir, if you still feel that is necessary." Even though the boy said that he would still be willing to be punished, the pale look on his face showed his actual feelings.

 

"T-thanks, Lu, but I don't think it is. Now go brush your teeth." The sudden shift in Lu's behaviour from playfully defiant to meekly submissive, deeply concerned Aladdin, but he knew now was not the time to discuss it.

 

"Yes, sir."

 

Aladdin allowed himself a moment to gaze at Lu's naked form as the boy walked into the toilet room with a downcast posture; the retainer had to physically restrain himself from reaching out to the blond and wrap him up in a tender embrace.

 

"You as well, boys... That is, unless you want a midnight snack?" The boy called Spyros raised his eyebrows to the three remaining boys.

 

Ben shook his head no and silently excused himself before quickly following Lu into their shared toilet room, while Diego's whole face illuminated with glee. "Oh! Me, I do!"

 

Spyros simply smiled and quickly unbuttoned his shorts to whip out his already hard cock; the boy looked to be only slightly smaller than Paolo, easily 5.8" (14.73 cm). "Clothes duty can be so hard," the boy playfully whined.

 

"But not as hard as you!" Diego added with a smile as he licked his lips in anticipation, his own cocklet was already imitating a steel rod. He was just about to take a hold of the juicy cock in front of him, but the prefect stopped him.

 

"No, Diego, you know how it's done," he reminded him with a mischievous smile. "Now, on your knees, hands behind your head."

 

"Y-yes, sir," Diego stuttered, but did it with the same enthusiastic expression on his face, it was as if he was getting off from being treated like that!

 

"Good boy, now, what do we say?" Spyros praised the boy for slowing down, but it was clear that he too was quite eager.

 

"May I suck your cock, Sir?" the boy asked with eagerness. Though the slight red tint on Diego's cheeks wasn't lost on Christian, nor was the precum dripping from his engorged erection.

 

Spyros nodded. "You may."

 

"Sorry, bud, but I'm gonna need your clothes too," Aladdin's prodding brought Christian back to reality.

 

"R-right, um, sir," Christian blushed, realizing that he had been staring at the pair that Spyros and Diego made, and even had a considerable boner himself.

 

"Go easy on him, Al. He's new, remember?" Spyros moaned as Diego happily sucked his cock without using his hands.

 

Christian slowly stripped under the attentive gaze of both the prefect and retainer.

 

"What do we have here?" the retainer questioned with a mischievous smile when Christian's erection was finally revealed. "Perhaps you also would like a midnight snack?"

 

Christian just looked away towards Diego's direction and blushed, the younger boy was really worshipping the prefect's cock, he had saliva and precum all over his face, and he even took care of the older boy's balls too!

 

Christian's response to Aladdin's question was an indication to the retainer that, while Christian was hot and horny, having the boy give him a blow job might not be what he was looking for at that moment. "Or perhaps, you would like a sleeping aid, hmm?"

 

Normally, a sleeping aid consisted of the prefect (or retainer) blowing the boy. However, because Christian was new to the academy, Aladdin was aware that he needed to proceed slowly as to not scare him.

 

The retainer set his basket aside and sat next to Christian. "Allow me to take care of this problem of yours?" the retainer whispered in Christian's ear as he gently took a hold of the boy's erection and waited for Christian to react.

 

Christian was entranced by the sight before him, but was able to give the retainer a slight nod of assent. That nod was all the retainer needed to know, and he got to work. Gently stroking the boy's erection up and down caused the boy's foreskin to hide and show his lovely purple cock head. Not even with his own teacher, had Christian felt such loving caresses of his proud member. The feelings coursing through him caused him to softly groan and close his eyes in ecstasy. "Open your eyes," Aladdin whispered to Christian, "let's watch how Diego sucks that cock."

 

Christian didn't even think to resist and did exactly as told, watching as Diego ran his tongue all over the prefect's cock before he engulfed the entire thing with ease, down to the older boy's short and neatly trimmed pubic hair, and then taking it out again then starting all over.

 

Spyros visibly shuddered and emitted a low, guttural sound. "Here comes your milk, Diego," Spyros warned him, just as the boy's cock began to surge with a powerful orgasm. Diego, on his part, made a valiant effort, but wasn't able to hold it all in, resulting in a face full of the teenager's hot spunk.

 

"Ah, Diego, the mess you've made!" Spyros laughed as he wiped the boy's face free of his cum and fed it to him.

 

Spyros then turned over to watch Aladdin masturbating Christian, a devilish idea formed in his mind. "Say, Diego, you think you still got room for a little more milk?" the prefect asked before wiping his dick clean.

 

"Y-yes, Sir," Diego answered with a pleased look on his face.

 

"Then, get on all fours for me, let's help your new roommate here," the prefect spoke and the boy obeyed immediately, not without shaking his ass provocatively first.

 

Christian could tell that the prefect wished to do more with Diego than what he had just done, given that his amber eyes couldn't look away from his brown ass and the glaring fact that his flaccid cock had miraculously returned to life. However, in an impressive show of self-control, the prefect managed to reign in his libido from any further action. What the prefect wasn't able to abstain from, was to playfully spank Diego's butt and give it a gentle squeeze.

 

Christian couldn't say that this wasn't exactly what he wanted. So, when Diego approached his erection and placed those big beautiful grey eyes on him, silently asking for permission, he nodded and then could only moan in pleasure at feeling Diego's tongue on his erection once again.

 

Christian wasn't sure what was more arousing, the beautiful older boy who was masturbating him and playing with his nipples, or the look on Diego's face when he finally released his seed down his throat.

 

"That was hot! Now what do we say?" Spyros asked.

 

"Thanks for the milk!" Diego enthusiastically said, making everyone laugh.

 

Christian followed with a meek "thank you," while blushing furiously.

 

"Alright, newbie, you're free to go, brush your teeth!"

 

Christian got up from the bed and wobbled his way to the toilet, but was interrupted by Ben and Lu, who were coming out of said room,

 

"Hold on, it's not over yet, you'll want to see this," Ben whispered to Christian.

 

"Oh! It looks like our work isn't done here, Al," Spyros spoke with mischief.

 

"Ah? Oh! Indeed, indeed," Aladdin answered upon realizing what he meant. "Diego has been such a good boy, and he must have his reward." he announced solemnly.

 

"Would you help me?" Spyros asked.

 

"Would be my pleasure," Aladdin responded.

 

As if on cue, both the prefect and retainer took the younger boy, laid him down on the bed and began their assault. While one attacked the boy's painfully erect penis with his mouth; the other one licked his ball sack and taint, as well as fingered the boy's hole with ease. If the pleasured moans coming from Diego were anything to go by, he was having the time of his life! It all ended all too quickly with a particularly loud moan from the boy as he finally reached his well-earned orgasm.

 

"Now, don't fall asleep just yet!" Spyros shook the boy, preventing him from drifting off.

 

"Yeah, Diego, you know the rules, teeth first!" Aladdin reminded the exhausted boy before placing a quick but tender kiss on his cheek. Not wanting to be out done, Spyros placed a kiss on Diego's other cheek. Then they pulled him up into a standing position so that he could take care of his nightly duties.

 

As the last of the four boys wobbled his way to brushing his teeth and washing the minor remnants of cum off his face. The prefects took their baskets and left, not before wishing the boys good night, and Aladdin visibly sniffing Lu's undies in front of them, like one would a rose.

 

"Right then, so which position do you want?" Ben asked Christian.

 

"Position?"

 

"Yes, on the bed?"

 

"Oh, next to me!" Diego chimed in with his usual enthusiasm.

 

It was at that moment that Christian truly realized that from now on, he'd have to share the bed with three naked boys.

 

 

Christian yawned loudly once more; truth be told, the bed was really soft and comfortable, and his bed mates didn't move too much, which was always good but, he still spent the better part of the night with Ben and Diego's bare skin rubbing against his own. What's more is that he was pretty sure that Diego's cock had touched his own more than once through the night; how did anyone get any sleep like this? It was unbearable!

 

"We only have 30 minutes to get ready, you know?" Lu brought Christian back to reality.

 

"And that includes making the bed". Ben explained to a still half asleep Christian.

 

"Yeah, so you better get up!" Diego chimed in as he playfully pulled the covers away from the boy.

 

Christian sighed, he wasn't exactly looking forward to the prospect of school again, with everything that it implied; although, not having to get up at unholy hours, such as 6:00 AM or sometimes even earlier was a great start, no doubt!

 

The boy lazily stretched his limbs before finally leaving the comfort of his bed and helping make the bed before silently following his equally naked roommates outside. Christian quickly realized that Diego's comment the day before had been quite accurate, for hundreds of naked boys (close to 400, according to Ben) had filled the common room in a deliciously diverse mix of just about every skin tone and ethnicity. They were all still half asleep, joking and goofing around under the ever vigilant sight of the already bathed and perfumed 10 prefects in their pristine uniforms, next to their retainers as they silently watched over and kept the veritable army of young naked boys as calm as they could reasonably be meanwhile the doors were opened.

 

"Alright, boys, you know the rules." Professor Leonardo Theosdoupulos appeared in the common room and judging by his impeccable look, a three-piece business suit in dark grey, it was clear that, like the prefects and retainers, he had already had his bath and was ready to start a new day.

 

Ever obedient, the boys started to exit the dorm building in a surprisingly orderly manner, or at least as orderly as a large crowd of naked young boys their age could get!

 

Christian and his roommates followed the peculiar parade of naked flesh and lovely exposed behinds as they retraced their steps from the previous day into the nearby student's bathhouse.

However, unlike the previous day, the bathhouse was filled with students of all grades, from the adorable, tender and innocent first year students with barely seven years old under their wings to the big and muscular 17-year-olds who conformed the 11th year.

 

"Oh, looks like the munchkins are early today!" one of the boys ahead of Christian commented as he casually scratched his naked butt, or at least as casually one could be given the circumstances.

 

"Yeah, I don't see my brothers, tho," the boy next to him mentioned with a hint of dread in his voice.

 

"What, you're worried?"

 

"Well yes, those little devils like to gang up on unsuspecting boys and suck their dicks!" the worried older brother exclaimed.

 

"Oh? When are you gonna introduce them to me?" another boy spoke in clear jest, only to be playfully shoved away.

 

Christian didn't have time to process what he had just heard, for before he knew it, he had two identical looking boys, of about 8 or 9, licking his semi erect dick!

 

"Hmm, your pee pee is so tasty!" one of the twins said as he looked at Christian with his big green eyes.

 

"It is!" The second twin seemed to agree right away as he started licking Christian's dick to confirm his brother's claim.

 

"There you are!" The boy from before exclaimed as he grabbed and held each brother by the ear. "What have I told you about sucking stranger's dicks?" he nagged the twins.

 

"Ouch!", one of the boys whined.

 

"We're sorry!" the other one tried to apologize.

 

"Save it." The older brother deadpanned as he looked at Christian apologetically before taking his younger brother's away, leaving a very confused and aroused Christian to process what had just happened.

 

"Munchkins, gotta love'em" Ben commented with a sly smile as he walked past Christian.

 

The boy could only sigh in defeat before trying to reach his friend.

 

As soon as the boys arrived to the bath house, they immediately formed themselves in queues; Christian on his part, tried not to, but couldn't help but to blush at the sight of the developed manhood of the older students from the Senior Dorm; it wasn't lost on him how a good amount of them either had neatly trimmed pubes or were as smooth and bald as he was! In fact, it was only the youngest among the senior boys who sported thick bushes of curly dark hair.

 

"Looks like the doctor wasn't kidding," Christian muttered to himself in astonishment. He couldn't help but gaze at the crotches of the many older students who proudly displayed their baldness to the world.

 

Additionally, and perhaps even more surprising than the peculiar lack of pubes, was that many of the boys didn't seem to care one bit that they were sporting their morning erections in public! Something else that caught Christian's attention was how many boys, especially those from the Senior dorm seemed to sport long, flowy manes of hair. Of the boys with the longer hair, most seemed to wear theirs to about shoulder height; however, there were a few who actually wore their hair all the way down to their butt, like some sort of anime character! Still, with those differences and the number of older boys who wore shorter hairstyles; there was enough variation in length that made Christian understand just how lax the school regulations were on that subject, letting students decide for themselves instead of imposing a certain length or style.

 

Christian thought he had seen everything that this school had to offer, but of course, he was sorely mistaken. He could only watch with horror as one of the smallest boys in the crowd, quite likely a first year student, reached out and grabbed the much, much larger and erect dick of a black boy who, by the looks of it, belonged to the senior dorm. Seemingly completely unaware of the social taboo that he had just committed.

 

"Hey, mister! How did your pee-pee get so big?" the small boy asked as he held the larger cock in one hand and his own smaller penis in his other hand, gently caressing both at the same time.

 

The older boy gasped with surprise and looked down to see the tiny boy holding his morning wood. Christian was worried that the cute little boy was about to get hurt badly for what he did. He was so adorable with his blond curls and big blue eyes and that cute little butt. All he needed was wings to look as if he had escaped from one of the many, many, paintings and frescoes found all over the school.

 

"Be nice, Richardson," the deep voice of an unfamiliar man warned the older boy in question in a particular accent that sounded oddly familiar.

 

Richardson looked at the teacher and nodded his head. He gently lifted the naked boy and held him in his arms to be at eye level with him, thereby causing the much smaller boy to let go of the older boy's cock. "Well, I always drank my milk and ate all my veggies!" Richardson answered the boy with a kind smile.

 

"Woah, really?"

 

"Yes! Do that and yours too will grow big and strong like mine. But don't worry about your size right now. You are a perfect size for your age, cutie."

 

"Now, Mikey, what do we say?" another man's voice chimed in, unlike the previous one, this was soft and melodic.

 

"Thanks!" said the little boy with eagerness before giving the older student a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

 

"No, sweetie, the other word." the same soft and melodic voice chimed in with a clear attempt not to laugh at the situation.

 

"Ah? Eh, sorry?" the cherubic Mikey asked, unsure of himself.

 

"That's right, and why are we sorry?"

 

"..." Mikey's little face looked troubled, as if he was hard at work trying to solve a very complex mathematical equation.

 

"Mikey..."

 

"... For touching your pee-pee without permission?" the little cherub asked the senior boy instead of admitting his fault.

 

"Haha, no problem, little buddy, any time," Richardson replied before placing a loud kiss on the boy's cheek and placing him back on the ground, allowing the boy to waddle back to his group of equally adorable naked cherubs. Seeing that the danger had passed, and that this school was indeed very different from what he knew, Christian was able to breathe again. He looked over at his friends with clear shock and confusion written on his face.

 

"Those teachers were Titan and Salai," Ben explained to Christian, "Titan is the P.E. teacher, he's in charge of the senior's dorm, and Salai is the Art teacher and one of the two in charge of the munchkin's dorm."

 

"As far as what happened between the munchkin and the senior boy; that is pretty common around here, so you might as well get used to it." Diego added.

 

Christian looked around to find the so-called Titan, and he suddenly understood why his accent had sounded familiar; his new P.E. teacher was black, and he was built like a tank, not unlike a certain wrestler turned Hollywood star. The so-called Titan wore what seemed to be the universal P.E. teacher uniform: a skin tight sleeveless shirt and some tiny athletic shorts that showcased his well toned legs and generous package. Yet despite his mighty voice and appearance that inspired nothing but respect, Christian couldn't help but to feel that his facial features were gentle and kind, with his short black hair and big brown eyes.

 

Next to the P.E. teacher was Salai, and he couldn't be more different. He was a tall, skinny man (although not as tall as Titan), with niveous skin and luscious long locks of blond hair that any Hollywood diva would kill for. He also had aqua blue eyes, with one beauty mark under his left eye. Not only that, but he was dressed in an elegant and impeccable three-piece business suit in a bright purple. The man wouldn't look out of place on a high fashion runway, and yet here he was, surrounded by hundreds of his young and very naked cherubic charges.

 

An older boy, clearly a kitten, walked up to Richardson and with a grin, went to put a hand on the older boy's cock. However, Richardson caught him in time and then playfully pushed the boy away, making sure to not use enough force to cause the boy to slip and fall. "Fuck off, Blake, the munchkins can get away with that. Not you kittens," Richardson laughed, making the entire bathing room, including Blake, break up in laughter at the exchange.

 

"You say it as if you didn't want a piece of this ass." The boy called Blake spoke in a very thick, over the top, American Southern drawl that was oddly reminiscent of old cowboy movies; he turned around to show Richardson his round behind and spanked it in provocation before going back to his group of friends, shaking his ass the entire way.

 

"Alright, that's enough, you two, there'll be plenty of time to screw each other's brains out later." Titan finally intervened.

 

"Is that a promise?" Christian could hear Blake's voice as the boy in question winked an eye at the teacher and the older student both!

 

 

"Oh, looks like it's Otaku's turn today to do inspections," Lu spoke absent-mindedly.

 

"Oh, that's good! Some teachers have the annoying habit of turning the cold water on us before getting out of the showers!" Diego complained with bitterness.

 

"Who?" Christian, as usual, was unable to keep up.

 

"He's the Computer Science teacher, and he's also in charge of the munchkin's dorm along with Salai," Diego explained this time. "He's pretty cool, you'll see!"

 

Christian didn't see the teacher in question until their turn to use the showers had arrived. The man called Otaku was an attractive middle-aged Japanese man with long black hair with what seemed to be blond highlights arranged in a stylish haircut and brown eyes with a slim build. He was also dressed in a black three-piece suit, which seemed to be pretty common for the teachers to wear. But he had discarded the jacket and rolled up his sleeves so that his forearms were bare. It wasn't lost on Christian that the man used a large amount of elaborate silver jewellery, including small earrings.

 

"Alright boys, D-12 is available." With a small hand gesture, the man indicated for Christian's group to come in and take one of the recently vacated shower heads.

 

Christian and his group did the same as the previous day and shared the same shower head, however unlike yesterday, two new boys joined them.

 

"Good Morning, guys!" Seti cheerfully greeted the group and this time it was Christian's turn to fully ogle the 11-year-old's naked body, something that didn't go unnoticed by the newcomer, but far from being offended, Seti winked at Christian, as if inviting him to look; if Seti was cute with his clothes on, he was even cuter with them off, from his perfect smooth brown skin, small nipples, a cute penis of just about the perfect size for him, long smooth legs and calves. As soon as Christian finished taking in the boy's beauty, with another wink he turned around to show him his lovely butt! Which Diego promptly spanked in a playful manner.

 

"Seti, you show off!" The boy greeted the newcomer, revealing to anyone who'd care to listen what Seti was doing before lightly rough housing with him, something that caused quite an effect on Christian; he wanted to avoid springing any wood and make the other guys laugh at him, but, yet again, it would seem like his own cock had a mind of his own, and was harder than ever.

 

"That's a nice boner you have there, newbie, mind if I join you?" a familiar voice greeted Christian as he felt how an older boy wrapped his arm around him, pulling him against his naked body.

 

Christian immediately blushed when he felt the older boy's penis between his ass cheeks; judging by how it felt against his skin, the boy was fairly big.

 

"Good morning, Sammy! Diego and Ben shared a brief look as the other boys welcomed the newest addition.

 

Aroused as he was by the sight of Seti's beautiful body and feeling that piece of meat against his buns, Christian had to suppress the powerful impulse to kneel and suck Sammy's cock, and perhaps, anyone else who wanted his cock sucked.

 

"Hope you don't mind me joining you today." Sammy spoke casually as he released Christian and took a hold of their shared soap.

 

"Hey, the more the merrier, right, Diego?" Seti answered enthusiastically to his friend as he playfully spanked his ass in return, Diego, on his part, responded with a happy nod.

 

Christian, still blushing, fought the urge to satisfy his curiosity and take a good look at what Sammy was packing, to no avail.

 

"It's OK, newbie, you're welcome to watch, nobody is gonna judge you." Sammy discretely whispered in his ear as he lathered his body with soap, which almost made Christian jump.

 

Prey of his unrelenting curiosity and building lust, Christian gave in and tried to watch Sammy's crotch discretely only to find out that the boy was big, he was almost as big as his old PE teacher!

 

By virtue of having lived all his life in the faraway Scottish highlands, Christian had never had the opportunity to see other boys or men from races different from his own; as such, the sight of Sammy's big black cock had quite an effect on him, making him feel weak at the knees, the powerful need to manipulate it and taste it filling his young body.

 

"Remember to wash under your foreskin, guys," Lu reminded the boys casually as he started to retract his own, breaking the trance Christian was in and reminding him what happened the night before, and the Lu's sudden change of attitude, but with so many people around, it would be awkward to put him in the spotlight by asking him about it.

 

"And your asshole too," Ben chimed in, looking at Lu as if he'd said something odd.

 

"Don't give me that look, Ben, they'll check your glans even if you don't have a foreskin."

 

"Check?" Christian froze for a moment.

 

"Yeah, before you are allowed to leave the shower, the teacher, or the prefects, have to make sure you've thoroughly washed yourself, so they check both your glans and your hole." Sammy explained, as he was making sure that he, himself, was spotless.

 

Christian sighed and thought he had an inkling of where this was going, but what happened next completely derailed that line of thinking.

 

"Hey Seti, check my hole?" Diego asked as he turned around and parted his cheeks to reveal his most intimate spot to the other boy.

 

"You're fine," Seti said after running a finger between Diego's cheeks! "Check mine?"

 

"Want me to check yours?" Ben asked Christian with a straight face.

 

"I, ah," Christian mumbled as he blushed heavily,

 

"It's better if you let me do it, you want to avoid losing your bathing privileges." Ben encouraged Christian.

 

"You can lose those too?" Christian asked with a small voice.

 

"Yup, they make one of the teachers or prefects bathe you in front of everyone as an example of the proper way to bathe," Sammy explained with a sly smile.

 

"A-alright, then, I'd appreciate it," Christian asked.

 

Christian tried to endure the situation with as much dignity as he could, but the preliminary inspection of his hole was rudely interrupted by a high-pitched scream that caused the entire room to turn around to face the source of the noise.

 

"Your eagerness in assisting Mr. Deveraux with his personal hygiene is very much appreciated, Mr. Richardson; however, I assure you that, eager to help as you are, it is really not necessary to use your penis to verify if Mr. Deveraux's hole is, in fact, clean." Otaku spoke with clear amusement in his voice as he watched how the boys in the shower head occupied by Blake and his friends had jumped out of it due to the sudden and drastic change in temperature.

 

"But, Mr. Yamaha, sir!" to Christian's surprise, Blake tried to argue with the teacher, but Otaku wouldn't budge.

 

"If you feel the need to do a deep cleaning of your bowels, that's something that can be done, Mr. Deveraux, but you must remember that we do provide a special soap for that purpose; as such, there's no need to have Mr. Richardson help you, alright?" Otaku spoke firmly but without losing the kind tone in his voice as he addressed the boy in question.

 

"Yes, Sir." a disappointed Blake finally gave in.

 

"Very well, I'll turn on the hot water again, you may continue." Otaku spoke as his fingers danced on some sort of control panel next to him that seemed to be able to quickly adjust every shower head's temperature individually.

 

The rest of the boys proceeded as if a teacher catching two young boys trying to have anal sex in the middle of the communal morning shower was the most normal thing in the world, much to Christian's dismay.

 

"... what just happened?" a scandalized Christian asked, his heart beating hard.

 

"Blake's so cool, isn't he?" Diego spoke with starry eyes causing Christian to look at the boy as if he had grown a second head.

 

"Better get used to it." Seti spoke with a sly smile on his face.

 

"You mean to tell me this often happens?" a bewildered Christian asked.

 

"Well, just about every once in a blue moon. Some boys from the senior dorm once told me about this boy who was caught giving head to two boys in the middle of the morning shower and was made to suck the entire room as punishment!" commented an excited Seti.

 

"Was that a punishment or a reward?" Ben wondered out loud.

 

"Time's running out." Lu calmly pointed out as he continued to wash himself, completely uninterested in the whole ordeal.

 

That was all that it took to make the three remaining boys to quickly rinse off and get ready for their inspection; and to make matters worse, it was the teacher who would inspect Christian! And he was carrying one hell of a boner!

 

"Good morning, you must be the new student," the man that Christian only knew as Otaku greeted him with a gentle smile.

 

"My name is Shinji Yamaha, and I'll be your Computer Science, Electronics, and Robotics teacher, nice to meet you," the man greeted Christian.

 

"I'm Christian, Christian Cockburn, nice to meet you too, sir," Christian replied shyly, still not getting used to being naked (and aroused) in front of a fully clothed (and attractive) adult.

 

Christian wore a bit of a confused look on his face as he was thinking about the difference between how Mr. Yamaha had introduced himself and what his friends called him.

 

Shinji Yamaha saw the confused look on the boy's face, but assumed that it must have been related to how this next part went.

 

"Very well, Christian, I trust you know how this works, right?" he inquired.

 

"Y-yes. My friends told me."

 

"Superb, then, let's start with your ochinchin," the man smiled.

 

"Ah?, my what? I'm sorry I don't..."

 

"Ah, pray excuse me, it's a bit of Japanese that I've been teaching my boys; shall we start with your penis?"

 

"Y-yes, sir."

 

The man gently took a hold of Christian's erect penis and slowly retracted his foreskin all the way back. Christian unwillingly started to moan because the touch of Mr. Yamaha reminded him of his time with his previous teacher.

 

Shinji Yamaha simply smiled at the fact that Christian's member was getting even harder before running his fingers through the creases between the glans and the shaft and as a final test, he then crouched and proceeded to smell it!

 

Christian couldn't be certain, but for a moment there he thought he saw a look of longing and lust pass over Mr. Yamaha's face; before the man skilfully banished it away. Did the man want to taste his dick?

 

"Excellent for your first time! If we gave ratings, you'd get a 10 out of 10, great work. Now, can you turn around and bend over for me? It's time to check how well you've cleaned your hole."

 

Christian blushed and after mumbling a small and awkward thanks and then silently did as he was told.

 

"My, what a delicious specimen you got there, Mr. Cockburn, I bet all the boys are after it," the man spoke as he gently took a hold of the boy's behind and started to caress it.

 

The man seemed to be taking more time than Christian thought needed to examine his butt and hole, before the man parted his cheeks to reveal his most intimate spot. On hearing the man's words, Christian's facial blush turned into a full-body blush. Was he hitting on him? Out in the open? In front of everyone? Was that look he saw before real?

 

"Dr. Rotwang was here, undoubtedly," the teacher chuckled before slowly running his finger through his crack and slightly pressing on Christian's hole. Not hard enough for entrance, but enough that Christian knew he was there. Moreover, to his unfortunate dismay, he couldn't help but utter a tiny moan as well. It seemed weird for the teacher to be paying this much attention to his hole, but it did feel good. Unexpectedly, after the man had finished inspecting him, he then proceeded to smell the finger that had been in Christian's crack and played with his hole.

 

The man had a strange look in his eyes and gave a slight chuckle, "You look and smell clean, but, how about the taste, I wonder?"

 

The man's words made Christian tremble, something that was clearly noticed by his friends. The man was hitting on him! Out in the open, right where his friends could hear him! How was this possible? Wouldn't the teacher get in trouble when reported? He definitely didn't want to be kicked out of yet another school.

 

"Sadly, we don't have the time for that, but perhaps, if you'd like to, I could give you a full examination later on..." However, on seeing the trembling state that Christian was in, and the unabashed glares that the boy's friends were giving him, the teacher knew that he needed to take a step back. Mr. Yamaha's tone changed, as if he'd suddenly remembered something, "Well, maybe not, but my office is always open to you," he chuckled.

 

But Christian understood immediately, there was another adult who wanted to fuck him; what is with his ass and adults wanting to shove their cocks up it? "I, ah..."

 

"Your hole is still a little puffy, but it will be back to normal in no time at all; you're ready to go now." The teacher spoke with a friendly smile, as if he hadn't just talked about tasting his ass.

 

Christian left the bathhouse in a bit of a rush, as he was sporting a mighty erection that would refuse to go down, and he wanted to get out of the situation with the teacher as fast as he could.

 

Shinji realized that he had stepped a bit out of line. Seeing all of these cute boys here with their cocks and asses, sometimes made it hard to control himself, but seeing the glares from the three remaining boys, he knew he needed to hurry this along quickly. Having been a shower inspector for many years, all three of the next boys always did an outstanding job at cleaning themselves, so he gave each a cursory inspection and then sent them on their way. Then he called for the next group, who were waiting patiently for their own inspections.

 

The boys gave a final glare at the teacher, making sure that he knew that they were unhappy with how he had acted with their new friend and brother. The boys looked at each other and gave a slight nod. As a group, they then hurried after Christian before he could get too far.

 

Ben was the first one to reach Christian, "I can't believe that Otaku just did that; for a moment there I actually thought he was going to eat your ass in front of everyone!" Ben sounded a bit angry even. Not long after, the other two boys joined the group.

 

"Yeah, he must be extremely horny," Seti added,

 

"I bet, imagine having to sit and examine all those dicks and holes and not being able to do anything about it!" Diego chimed in.

 

"You never change, Diego," Lu sighed.

 

"So, should I report him?" Christian spoke with a barely audible voice.

 

"Report what?" Ben asked

 

"Well, that teacher just proposed to have sex with me!" Christian looked at his American friend as if he had grown a second head.

 

"That's not a reportable offence," Sammy intervened.

 

"What? But, but he wanted to fuck my ass!"

 

"Yes, but unless he forces you, or you get caught doing it with him in public for non-educational purposes, it's not an offence; though it is a bit out of line for him to propose you so soon. He knew that you were a new student and wouldn't be comfortable with that kind of thing, even if he were joking." Sammy commented.

 

Christian sighed deeply; it seemed that the surprises for today were only just beginning. Then, remembering the oddness with what his friends had called the teacher and how he had introduced himself. "Hold up, why did you guys call him Otaku when he introduced himself as Shinji Yamaha? Shouldn't you guys call him at least Mr. Yamaha?"

 

The friends gave a soft giggle at Christian's confusion. "No mate," Lu began, "we call him Otaku, but that's only for us boys to use. We would never call him that to his face."

 

"Oh... but why Otaku?"

 

Of course, it was Diego who answered his question with a considerable grin. "Otaku is something like a term of endearment we have for him. It also means that he is like a massive geek and shotacon! His office is filled with lots of really cool stuff, like robot models, action figures and comics!"

 

"Shota...con?" Christian asked, visibly confused at the strange word Diego had used.

 

Diego's grin only got wider. "He likes boys, silly! Wasn't that obvious with how he acted around you?"

 

"Actually, that's not exactly what it means," Ben chimed in.

 

"Big deal, it's not as if there's that much of a difference, is it?" Diego countered Ben's comment.

 

"Well, actually..." Lu joined the conversation, but Christian wasn't listening any more, as he was too busy trying to wrap his head around the mindset of the people here at this school.

 

"And... this is normal for here and isn't an offence?"

 

"Well, not every person or teacher does it, but as long as no one is forced to do anything, then no one really cares what people do or who they do it with. The only real rule is that teachers can't ask a student to have sex unless they are a can-" Diego was interrupted when Ben hissed and elbowed him in the side.

"Shut up, Diego! He doesn't know about that yet, and he doesn't need to know about that yet!"

 

Diego grinned a little ruefully, "Aha, yeah, ... forget what I said."

 

Christian could only shake his head at his friend's antics and wonder what the hell his parents were thinking when they signed him up for this academy. Did they even know what goes on here? Oh right, Christian thought to himself, Dad did hope that I got fucked here...

 

 

Back in the boy's room, the boys were getting dressed and Christian was going through his new clothes for the first time.

 

"Okay, what the hell is this?" a bothered Christian asked as he held what on the outside looked like a regular pair of white briefs that were now part of his uniform.

 

"They're undies." Diego shrugged nonchalantly as he put on his own identical looking pair. Christian had to admit that, despite the short time he had known the boy, there was still something inexplicably odd about seeing Diego dressing up, something he didn't particularly like.

 

"B-but it's got a pouch inside!" a scandalized Christian remarked.

 

"That's for your balls," Diego explained.

"And what do you have to say about this!?" Christian exclaimed. Turning the garment around to showcase the latest offending detail; a red heart placed right on the area that would cover his hole.

 

"That's the love target?" Diego shrugged.

 

"Everyone has those, mate," Lu responded as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

 

"Yes, look!" Ben turned around and bent over, showcasing his own underwear clad butt and sure enough, there was a heart right on the area his hole was located; the only difference is that Ben's butt-heart was yellow while Christian's was red.

 

Christian just looked down in defeat and put the offending item on while mumbling something about the madhouse they had for a school.

 

"If this is someone's idea of a joke, then it's not funny any more," Christian spoke with dread as he retrieved an even more offensive item from his wardrobe.

 

"What's the matter?" Ben asked with concern.

 

"Why is there a mini-skirt in my wardrobe?" Christian asked in a flat tone.

 

"That's not a skirt, it's a kilt. You're from Scotland, shouldn't you be able to recognize one of those instantly?" Lu asked the confused boy. "And you're meant to wear it properly."

 

Christian looked at the garment on his hands then back at Lu then back at the accursed garment; he had worn kilts before, but that was only for formal events. And it had been years since the last time, not to mention that this didn't resemble a kilt, at least none he knew; sure, not every kilt were the typical Scottish tartan colours, there were casual kilts. But he was missing the rest of the ensemble, and there was no sight of the sporran either! The other thing that made it not a kilt was it was way too short! Kilts were supposed to go just beyond the knee, but this stopped at mid-thigh. If they wanted him to wear the kilt traditionally, that is, without any underwear, then if he sat with his legs even slightly open (which he would have to, unless he planned to have his balls crushed between them) then just about anyone would be able to see his, well, everything!

 

To top it all off, without that sporran, he wouldn't have any pockets to hold things. That was one of the purposes of the sporran, not to mention that without it, he'd be unable to hide his cock if it got hard, since with no underwear to restrain it, it would make itself very visible in the kilt.

 

"You're right. I do know what a kilt looks like and have worn them before." Christian held up the garment. "This, however, is not a kilt, this is someone's sick joke at a kilt. It doesn't even have a sporran. And I'm guessing that by properly it means that they expect it to be worn with no underwear, huh?"

 

"Yup, no undies."

 

For a minute, Christian allowed his mind to roam free and imagine things that he'd never dare to do otherwise. The only thing this kilt was missing was the rest of the get-up and some bagpipes. And if this school wanted him to be a little Scottish boy, then he would be a little Scottish boy and play his bagpipes up and down the halls until they realized their mistake and relented.

 

"Christian?" Diego's voice brought him back to reality. "You better finish dressing up, dude, or we're gonna be late for breakfast!"

 

"Oh, sorry!" Christian quickly sentenced the offending garment to the bottom of his wardrobe and took the longest pair of short trousers he had, which barely reached the knees; Christian wasn't terribly happy about it, but it sure beat wearing their idea of a kilt any day of the week.

 

"Don't forget your bandana!"

 

It was at that moment that Christian really took notice that each boy was wearing a banana in a different colour; red for him, green for Diego, blue for Lu, and yellow for Ben.

 

"What's up with the colours for these things?" Christian asked as he tried to put it on.

 

"Here, let me," Lu stepped in to fix Christian's bandana.

 

"These bandanas are a representation of your house." Diego explained.

 

"Yeah, there are four houses, each with a different colour and mascot, they're meant to incentivize competition," Ben added.

 

"But if we all belong to different houses, then how come we live together?" Christian asked, a little confused.

 

"Because they're meant to incentivize healthy competition, not tribalism." Lu finished. "Come on! Breakfast is waiting!"

 

Christian found it impressive that they used the castle's great hall as a dining area. The medieval wood ceiling, which was lavishly decorated in the already familiar recurring theme, was of epic proportions.

 

Its vaults and walls were filled with frescoes and statues of winged naked boys holding all sorts of fruit and food, colourful stained-glass windows and massive flags bearing the colours and mascots of the school hanging from up high.

 

That being said, the actual cafeteria was arranged in a surprisingly conventional way; the teacher's table was a long single table that was located on a raised portion of the floor at the back of the hall up a short flight of stairs, right where the King (or lord) would sit on his throne (supposing that this castle ever had such a figure to begin with). To the right was the kitchen and serving area where what looked to be older students helping serve the day's meals, and the rest of the hall was filled with round tables for the boys to use. The tables didn't seem to be divided by age or house. Boys of all ages and all bandana colours were sitting mixed. He did notice, however, that near the serving area, there were several smaller tables that most of the youngest kids sat at. Christian surmised that this was probably so that the young ones didn't have to carry their heavy trays as far and risk dropping them.

 

One by one, the four boys joined the queue to get their first meals of the day. Once they got to the front of the queue, Christian was happy to find a veritable buffet laid out before him. All kinds of different dishes were provided on various buffet serving counters: steamy eggs prepared in a myriad of ways, sausages, bacon, hash browns, pancakes, and even waffles. They even had quite a variety of cereal, fresh fruit, freshly baked bread, and many other more exotic dishes that Christian had never seen before.

 

The boys each grabbed a luxurious wooden tray from the stack at the front of the queue and scattered to the various selections to begin building their breakfast.

 

There were so many delicious things to choose that Christian felt a bit overwhelmed when his turn came; He eventually decided on an old and comforting favourite of his, a full English breakfast. While assembling his food, he chuckled to himself when he even spied an assortment of treats and other desserts. Included among them were whisky cakes! A favourite of his back in Scotland, he made sure to grab a few of them, not caring that this was breakfast and that they were normally only served with dinner. He was away from his busy parents, and they couldn't tell him what to eat or not to eat any more. Christian made up his mind then; he was going to enjoy this and get the most out of it. Even if that meant dessert for breakfast!

 

Worrying about how much everything he placed on his tray would cost, the boy took extreme care of taking less than the standard portion. He thought it was strange that there weren't any price tags around the foods. Then he paused and gasped. How could he pay for this?! He didn't have any money! With how quickly his parents shipped him off with little else than the clothes he was wearing that day, he wouldn't be surprised if they neglected to pay his meal fees.

 

Diego saw the panic on his friend's face and leaned over to him. "Hey, it's okay. Just get what you want. We got you covered." Diego knew exactly what his new friend was feeling, he had felt the same way when he first came here before Lu had told him the same thing.

 

Christian smiled at his new friend and thanked whichever god was out there for his good fortune of finding Diego, Ben, and Lu. He then went back and picked up a little more of each thing, especially a few more whisky cakes!

 

Once each one of the boys had each taken their pick of breakfast foods, Christian expected them to queue up to pay for their selections, but to his utter surprise, there weren't any checkout stands. He felt nervous, like he was stealing the food. But he saw that no one else seemed bothered by the fact that they didn't have to pay for their food. In fact, Diego even smiled and winked at him. Christian laughed a bit to himself, yup, they had him covered for sure.

 

Having realized this, he began to feel a little better, and he had to chalk the feeling up to yet again an oddity from normal schools, and just followed his friends to sit at a nearby table.

 

Once he set his tray down on the table and sat in his chair, Christian started to really take the place in and everything in it. Like how the silverware was actually made of silver, given the unmistakable sound they made at being struck with each other. The plates too were made of silver with gold delicately embossed on the rim, and mirror polished too, they carried the school's coat of arms, carved in the centre of the plate. Their cups, or rather, chalices, were also made of silver that had been delicately carved with naked boys onto its surface.

 

"You must like the putti," Ben commented, "you're always looking at them."

 

"What?" Christian asked, confused.

 

"The naked winged boys, that's how they are called," Lu explained.

 

"Well, haha..." Christian blushed as he rubbed the back of his head. "I just can't help noticing that they seem to be everywhere in this school."

 

"Well, technically that's what the chubby babies are called; the others can be amorines or cupids," Diego chimed in between bites of his own breakfast (scrambled eggs completely drowned in a spicy smelling salsa) as if it were common knowledge, meanwhile the other three boys looked at him as if he had grown a second head.

 

"What?"

 

"You actually pay attention during class," a surprised Lu remarked. "I thought you only had dicks on your mind."

 

"That's not true!" responded a very offended Diego, "there's also balls, taints, holes, ooh and-mmphffft!"

 

A slightly embarrassed Lu quickly covered Diego's mouth. Cutting off the spew of things the boy was saying. "Alright, that's enough, mate."

 

"Don't be a party pooper, Lu, let the boy speak," an amused Ben chimed in.

 

"Fine," Lu mumbled, defeated.

 

"And food," Diego finished with a mischievous grin.

 

"Which reminds me, it's time for dessert," announced Ben before briefly leaving their table.

 

"Dessert? But I already have dessert," said Christian as he pointed at the whisky cakes that he had grabbed from the dessert table.

 

"Not that kind of dessert, Christian," Ben said as he came back with a tray with four small portions of a particularly nice-looking flan. "This is a special dessert that they want us to eat. But you don't have to if you don't wanna."

 

"Ah, not for me, thanks!" Lu politely declined.

 

"Why not?" inquired a curious Diego as he attacked his own portion with delight.

 

"If I eat too much of those, it makes me unbearably horny; besides, I've never had much of a sweet tooth anyway," he explained calmly.

 

"Then, can I have it?"

 

"Eh, sure, knock yourself out, though I'm not certain that you should, you'll get fat."

 

Ben shook his head at Lu disapprovingly. "Man, don't you ever look at the ingredient labels they post online for our foods? These don't have sugar, so you can't get fat from them."

 

"They're so sweet, what do they use instead?"

 

"They're sweetened with a natural sweetener, is all they say," Ben continued as he dug into his own portion with glee. "Man, I love this sweetener! I have to find out where I can get some!" Ben stopped speaking and quickly looked around himself in confusion, "Did you guys just hear some giggling?"

 

"In the cafeteria? At this hour in the morning?" Lu laughed.

 

Christian wasn't really interested in something so mundane and utterly boring as sweetener, how old were they? 60? But the flan did look pretty great and inviting, so he took a bite.

 

"Woah, you're not kidding, this stuff is great," he exclaimed as he greedily ate his portion.

 

"You sure you don't want it then, Lu? Last chance!" Diego teased the Aussie boy as he made his portion jiggle.

 

Ben quickly sat up straight in his chair. "Uh, guys? Did one of you just touch my dick?" Ben said, looking around quickly at the others at the table. "I could have sworn I felt a hand give my dick a quick squeeze." All the other boys looked at him and slowly shook their heads no.

 

"N-no, you can have it, really," said Lu, getting back to the subject at hand. "I don't wanna have that happen again."

 

"Oh?" Christian couldn't help but to feel some powerful curiosity at what kind of things could someone so collected and level-headed such as Lu do when intoxicated by this mysterious sweetener?

 

"He means that one time he had eaten three helpings of the flan at dinner. Then later that night practically demanded a midnight snack from his dear perfect prefect retainer Aladdin (which was odd on its own) and didn't get off the poor guy until he had fourths!" Ben laughed as Lu turned a lovely shade of red. "Aladdin had tried to pull him off after seconds, but Lu had latched on like some octopus or something. There was nothing any of us, including Spyros, could do to make Lu let go of Aladdin!"

 

After taking a moment to breathe from laughing and telling the tale, he continued his recounting of that fateful night, "It had started normally with Lu on his knees, sucking on Aladdin's cock. But once Aladdin spunked off the first time, Lu just kept going. Aladdin couldn't stand it any more and sank to his ass and laid on the ground. That turned out to be a big mistake for him. Lu took that opportunity to spin around onto Aladdin's body and rest his entire body on Aladdin's torso. Then he snaked his arms and legs under Aladdin and latched on. Nobody had stopped Lu at first because it was so funny, and we were all having trouble breathing from laughing so hard at Aladdin's predicament. Aladdin was humping up and down, hitting, and trying to pull or shove Lu off him, but nothing he did worked."

 

Diego picked up, "Yeah, after Aladdin had given in and had his second orgasm, we realized that Lu wasn't stopping! That's when we all tried to get Lu off him, but nothing worked. He didn't stop and let go of Aladdin until the poor retainer had cummed four times in a row!" Diego continued, "Aladdin would have scolded him for even taking seconds instead of asking for it. But the poor guy was nearly comatose once Lu was satisfied and rolled off him, so Spyros just quickly gathered the rest of our clothing, grabbed both baskets, and then took Aladdin by the ankle and dragged him out of there! I've never seen him that speechless before, I think he was worried he was next on the menu!" Now Diego was in full hysterics and nearly falling out of his chair with his laughter.

 

By this time, Lu's face had become nearly purple from embarrassment. "It wasn't that funny, guys! And I was on restriction for a whole week after that!"

 

"Well, yes, but it's what brought you and Aladdin together, so I'd say it was well worth it," laughed Ben.

 

"Restriction?" Christian asked curiously.

 

"Restriction here usually means, no leisure time," Ben answered. "Any time spent outside of meals or class must be spent in your room. It can also mean that you are only allowed a bland diet of porridge for all meals and absolutely no desserts or sweets. Especially not the special flan. However, the severity of restriction depends on the severity of what you did. Lu's was pretty severe. They take consent very seriously around here. They also understood that he acted because of the flan, and it wasn't fully his own choice. So, they were more lenient. Had it been entirely his decision to drain a boy like he did, without consent, then his punishment would have been much worse."

 

"I'm right here, guys..." Lu muttered.

 

"Umm, Diego just had a second helping. Should we warn the prefects tonight?" Christian asked.

 

However, Christian's question was fated to remain unanswered for just at that moment the bell marking 8:30, the end of breakfast time and the beginning of the school day.

 

"Ciao Bello! [1]" The familiar voice of Paolo greeted Christian from behind, making him almost jump out of his seat and blush almost as hard as Lu had been, something which wasn't lost on the other three boys.

 

"P-Paolo, sir; I mean, good morning! I mean-"

 

"Relax, ragazzo carino [2], I've come to fetch you, the headmaster wants to see you." Paolo said with a smile as he placed his hands on Christian's shoulders. "Shall we?"

 

"Y-yes, sir."

 

~Fin~

 

Glossary:

[1] Ciao Bello: common Italian greeting, translates to "hello, beautiful" or "hello, handsome"; It's important to notice that, like most romance languages, Italian is a gendered language, so this can only be used to refer to a male. The female (more common) version is "Ciao Bella".

 

[2] ragazzo carino: Cute Boy or Pretty Boy in Italian.

 

 

 

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