When the movie "One of the Mille" was presented to the specialized press, there was the usual party. For that occasion Matteo was also invited to Fiorenzo's villa. The boy dressed with care, wearing his best clothes, prepared himself going to the barber shop and put on the light perfume that the director had given him.
When he presented himself at the villa, the first person he met was a young man of twenty-four, twenty-five, tall, slender, really handsome, who at once hit Matteo's fancy. He introduced himself.
"I'm Matteo Venini..."
The other smiled and said, "Hi. I'm Giuliano Romanesi. Yes, I recognize you. In the movie you were Nino, the boy from Piacenza, isn't that so?"
Matteo looked at him with interest. The young man had a barely square face, intense eyes framed by strong and thick, straight eyebrows, his mouth had the corners slightly turned upwards which gave him an expression of an unceasing, slight smile.
Giuliano took him into the huge crowded hall, shining with lights. Matteo already knew several of the guests, people who had worked with him for the movie or who he already met on previous parties. He passed from one group to another exchanging regards and trivialities. He passed Giuliano a couple of times, who introduced him to his other two sisters. He ate the canapés, drank at the buffet, chatted some more. He exchanged some suitable words with Fiorenzo.
Then, after about one hour, felling a little tired, he left that merry and noisy crowd and went onto the terrace overlooking looking the garden, to take a breath of fresh air.
While he was looking at the garden lighted by lamps, where small groups of merry and noisy guests were wandering, he felt somebody coming at his back. He turned and saw Giuliano who, smiling, handed him a champagne cup. His blue suit made him stand out here in the terrace gloom more than in the hall, his perfect face, his pure white teeth revealed by his wide smile, his dark and penetrating eyes, the prominent forelock hiding half his forehead.
Matteo felt a shudder of pleasure and of desire looking at that young man and thought that if the father had the handsomeness of the son...
"Some tranquillity, out here..." Giuliano said raising slightly his glass in a toast gesture.
Matteo perceived all the sweetness of that voice in the warm night, and felt even more aroused. He also felt a knot in his stomach and his member throb under his clothes, starting to become stiff. Giuliano, emptied his cup, put it on the balustrade rail and, doing so, his hand brushed against Matteo's arm. The boy had like a start and again shuddered, filled with emotion and even more excited.
"I admired you in the movie, even though you don't have a very important role. And mainly in the scene of the bathe in the river..." Giuliano said with his low and warm, beautiful voice.
"I enjoyed that scene very much too ..." Matteo answered.
"Yes... Especially when you take Vanni's hand and make him to go in the water with you. And then you come out with your drawers wet and adhering to your bodies... It's rather an erotic scene..."
Matteo looked at him becoming a little curious and asked himself if these words were not a veiled message. But then told himself that he had not to confuse desire with reality and smiled to himself.
Giuliano said, "Are you smiling? Because I said it is an erotic scene? And yet, especially regarding you, in that scene one can guess all you hide under your clothes... And it doesn't seem to be little thing, judging by the movie."
Matteo looked at him studying his expression. Was it only a compliment or... or something more? He was feeling increasingly aroused and filled with desire for that wonderful young man and thought he would have liked seeing him naked and making love with him.
The virile face of Giuliano brightened in a new smile, "You are looking at me in a strange way, Matteo... What are you thinking about?"
"That it is really odd that your father never gave you a role in his movies. You are really beautiful..."
"I'm not at all interested in being an actor. I'm near to getting a degree in engineering."
"That's a pity. I would have loved having the opportunity acting with you. You have such a beautiful face, so expressive..."
"You are paying me a lot of compliments..."
"You paid them to me too."
"My sister Anna, the younger one, told me that she finds you terribly sexy..."
"And you, what do you think?"
"That she is right, you are really sexy. Also how you are clothed this might... one cannot help but looking at you." Giuliano said and laid his hand on that of Matteo, on the balustrade railing.
Matteo again shuddered. Giuliano moved his hand in a sort of light caress.
"You too are sexy..." Matteo murmured, quivering again, "Yes, Giuliano, you are one of the most beautiful youths I ever saw..."
"You really think so?"
"Your girlfriend never told you so?"
"I... I don't have any girlfriend. And you?"
"I never kissed a girl..." Giuliano said looking straight in his eyes.
"Nor I... ever..." murmured Matteo feeling lost in Giuliano's deep eyes.
"Do you feel like coming... to my room, Matteo?"
"Yes, to... to be for a while quietly together, far from all this stupid noise..."
"Wouldn't it seem strange?"
"They don't have to know, to notice... Will you come?"
"Yes..." Matteo said, increasingly excited.
Giuliano steered him to the far end of the terrace, to a door leading to a narrow corridor. They went upstairs using a service stairway and found themselves in a beautiful corridor on the second floor. They entered a wide room. Giuliano pushed a switch and a sweet, diffuse lighting permeated the room. Behind them he closed and locked the door with the key. In the centre of the room there was a wide, square bed, covered by soft, white cushions and enclosed on one corner by a beautiful Japanese screen
Giuliano went near Matteo, from the back, and took him in his arms, putting the hands on his chest, clinging to his body, brushing his erection onto his buttocks. Matteo turned in the young man's arms.
"Isn't this just a dream?" he asked in a whisper.
Giuliano brought his face nearer, their lips met, their tongues explored each other in a sweet and tender kiss. Their bodies again adhered to each other, pressing against each other, starting to become intimate. Matteo took Giuliano in his arms, also pulling him harder against himself.
Matteo, swept by a deep emotion, feeling his heart furiously pounding, seized the other at his waist and their groins searched each other, brushed against each other, pushing, to make the other feel the intensity and strength of their desire.
"Oh, Giuliano... it's so good..."
"Since I first saw you in Dad's movie, I have desired you..." Giuliano murmured starting to undress him without hurry, very slowly.
Matteo opened his shirt and brushed his neck with the lips, lingering, light and provocative on the curve between the neck and the shoulder, to then slowly go down to his exposed nipples, as the young man wore nothing under his shirt.
Giuliano opened Matteo's belt, calm and self-confident, then unbuttoned his fly, felt in the young actor's underpants and freed his member, already fully erect. The contact of fingers on his rod thrilled Matteo who emitted a trembling sigh. He felt the young man's hand, so warm and gentle, seize his member and push down the prepuce. Then Giuliano slid down, kneeling in front of Matteo and started to cover his pulsing shaft with fast and tender little kisses.
"It's beautiful! Perfect!" Giuliano sighed and parted his lips, looking up to Matteo.
The boy thrust his pelvis forward and, very slowly, introduced his shaft into the mouth of his waiting companion. Then he took his head between his hands and started to slowly swing his pelvis back and forth.
"You like it?" Matteo asked him, parting a little.
"Oh yes! How much I've dreamed this! Let's finish undressing... come onto my bed."
They laid down, upside-down, each with his face facing the other's groin. Giuliano again started to suck the actor's member and Matteo was lightly caressing with the tip of his fingers the contracted sac of the testicles, then up the stiff and strong pole; he played with the prepuce that he made slip down so that his tongue could have free access to the smooth and tense glans. Giuliano then pushed his pelvis forward and slid all his member into Matteo's mouth, who then started to greedily suck it, determined to drink all the fruit of his enjoyment.
Giuliano was the first to reach his orgasm and freed his load with a set of fast spurts filling the mouth and throat of Matteo who drank all his seed, savouring it with pleasure, and continued to gently suck the source of such a delight.
Then Giuliano swiftly turned upside down, lying on his right side in front of Matteo, raising high his left knee and offered himself to the actor, asking him with a warm and low voice, "Take me!"
Matteo leaned against him until the tip of his very hard rod pushed on the anus. Guiding it with his hand, Matteo brushed it around the hole and Giuliano emitted low pleasure moans.
"Shove it inside, go on!" he begged.
"No, wait..:" Matteo answered, as he was aware how very tight the young man was still. He moved down and started to work the hot and moist hole with his tongue, until he felt it was relaxing. He forced the entry with his tongue and a finger.
Giuliano, panting, begged, "Fuck my ass, go on! Fill me!"
Matteo resumed his position and finally penetrated him, with great gentleness, without meeting any more resistance, and sank completely inside him. Each time Matteo withdrew, Giuliano strongly squeezed his sphincter and when Matteo again pushed inside him he relaxed and lightly undulated his pelvis, so that he could better enjoy it. Matteo felt the first signs of his approaching orgasm. He seized with both hands Giuliano's waist and set his going and coming to a faster and more vigorous rhythm.
Their pleasure was rapidly increasing, and soon culminated in a long moan, while Matteo was unloading inside the hot and tight channel and Giuliano gently tossed his ass in an almost circular movement. Afterwards, while they parted, Giuliano turned on the other side, embraced Matteo and passionately kissed him on the mouth.
"Goodness, I would like to start it again... but it is possibly better we go downstairs with the others..." he whispered.
"Yes, unhappily..." Matteo murmured.
"But I would like to meet you again."
"And I would like to take you..."
"I would like that too..."
"But my Dad doesn't know about me... what can we do to meet again?"
"I don't know... We can meet tomorrow near Vittorio bridge... so we can talk about it quietly..." Matteo proposed.
"Yes. Are you free tomorrow morning at eleven?"
"Alright, I will be there."
"Let's dress. You go first. I will come downstairs in a few minutes." Giuliano said.
Matteo returned to the hall. So, the father didn't know about his son, nor evidently, the son about his father, ... Interesting. Being the lover of both would bee a beautiful thing. The father was giving him economic safety and also some pleasure. And the son a lot of pleasure!
He was entering the hall when he found Fiorenzo in front of him.
"Oh, Matteo, did you by chance see my son?"
"Not recently... I just went to the toilet..." Matteo lied.
At that moment Giuliano entered the hall from another door. His father saw him and turned towards him.
"Oh, Giuliano, I was looking for you..." the father said.
"I went to my room for just a moment; I had a light dizziness..."
"Is everything alright, now?"
"Yes, Dad, I'm feeling really well now." The young man answered, throwing a glance to Matteo.
The young actor moved away, with a sly smile.
The next day they met on the square near Vittorio bridge. Giuliano led Matteo to a nearby bar and offered him an appetizer.
"I thought of you all the night long... I almost didn't sleep, thinking of you..."
"I too, Giuliano."
"It was so beautiful, yesterday evening..."
"Yes, very much."
"I want to see you again, Matteo!"
"I too, I too Giuliano."
"It is just that... you don't have a telephone, do you? I looked for you on the phone book but your name isn't there."
"No, I haven't."
"And it would not be appropriate for you call me. At home they could find it weird, you see?"
"They control you?"
"No, but... too many calls from a boy... and then my father might take the call and recognize your voice..."
"I could come to wait for you out of the university... But then... I can't take you to my place."
"There are no problems for a place. I rent a small attic in della Rotonda square. My family know nothing of it. Listen, we can do that, then - I'll give you my schedule so every day you can see what time I end my lessons. When you're free you can come to wait for me at the faculty and we can go at my attic with your or my car. Are you game?"
So they started to meet. The most of times they were fixing a date one time for the other. Matteo very much liked making love with Giuliano and also the young man was more and more fond of Matteo. They were meeting three or four times a week, and two or three more times Matteo had sex with Fiorenzo.
With Fiorenzo the sex was always somewhat impetuous, and this didn't bother Matteo. But he preferred Giuliano, not only because Giuliano loved being penetrated very much and for the good sixty-nine filled with passion they were enjoying, but also and above all, for Giuliano's sweetness and for the long tenderness filled moments before and after their love-making.
Matteo thought that in a way father and son were complementing one another and thus he was lucky having both of them. Giuliano was physically very handsome, but so was his father too, apart from some slight paunch, and was not bad at all.
Giuliano had a lean and strong body, thank to the sports he practiced regularly; he was hairless and always perfectly tanned. Also Fiorenzo's body was rather muscled, as the man went to some gym, but was pale, almost white and his chest and his belly was covered with a light layer of curled hairs, of a salt and pepper colour. Giuliano's member, when erect, was a vigorous, smooth flesh cylinder proudly straight forward, perpendicular to his body, and was surrounded by a trapeze of thick hairs. His father's member was slightly bending down, but as well sound and hard, marked by strong veins and surrounded by scarce and straight short hairs. Giuliano's testicles were slightly smaller than those of his father, hanging down less, almost adhering to the shaft.
Matteo had agreeable hard-ons just thinking about Giuliano's body. He got aroused with his father only when they started having sex. Matteo was thinking that he certainly would have it liked better if Fiorenzo cared for long foreplay and afterplay... but anyway he preferred Giuliano and his sweet and yet overwhelming sensuality, his face so virile and yet tender, his voice so excitingly low and warm.
Matteo turned twenty-two and was given two presents - a gold watch from Fiorenzo, and a precious lacquer fountain-pen from Giuliano, and on his birthday he made love with both of them, with the son in the afternoon and with the father in the evening.
Fiorenzo started to shoot a new movie. Its title would be "Partisans Night". Matteo had to play the part of the son of a partisan commander. His role was secondary, but important enough. And there was a really beautiful scene where he had to mourn the death of a boy of his same age, a friend and partisan. He had to hold the lifeless body on his lap. It was a tormenting scene, that Matteo, who acted the part of Libero in the movie, found really arousing. In fact he had not only to keep the lifeless body on his lap, but to embrace and cuddle him, calling him in a low voice, and kissing his bloodless face.
During a filming break, the other actor said him, "Hey, Matteo, if you go on touching me and kissing me in that way... I can't play dead at all! You make me horny and if it shows... goodbye scene! Can you just imagine it?"
"I can't help it, it's not my fault! It is the script that..." Matteo protested.
"It could be as you say, but... but I felt that you get hard-ons too..." the other actor insisted in an insinuating tone, then added, "and also really hard..." and looked at him cunningly.
Matteo played down, "Bah, it was just a coincidence... Are you by chance thinking that I..."
"No, what's that got to do with... I too as I said, but that doesn't mean..." and it all ended there.
Matteo didn't really want a third story to start, even though it was evident that his young colleague aimed exactly at that. That boy was not at all bad, but Matteo was satisfied with Fiorenzo and Giuliano. Since he was an actor, Matteo had had not a few opportunities. But lately, each time he was behaving so to avoid them, especially since he had also Giuliano. He had also ceased having sex with the costume designer's assistant. He could not, and certainly didn't want, to find himself back to the rhythms of when he was a "waiter" in Milan.
Just one time he felt strongly tempted to yield to the evident interest of a walk-on - a boy more or less of his age, beautiful to cut the breath, of Spanish descent. The boy had done all he could to get his attentions and Matteo had had to make a really big effort to control himself and not to be captured by the boy's seductive looks and by his full and cheekily provocative basket.
No, Matteo was really satisfied with Fiorenzo and his son Giuliano. At times he was asking himself, if he had to make a choice, which one of them he would have liked more. On instinct, Giuliano, for sure! But his father was giving him good work, economic security, and, even if in his own way, somewhat sharp and trimmed to essentials, also some affection. But choosing the father, he would miss the warmth and gentleness of Giuliano, his beauty, the completeness and tenderness of their love-making. If he had ever to lose Giuliano, he could feel it, he would need to find another partner to foil Fiorenzo, as he had done before meeting his son.
The situation he was living was surely an ideal one. Father and son... life at times is really odd.
But something he was starting to miss a little were friends. Matteo had several acquaintances, but not one real friend. Nobody with whom he could totally confide, with whom he could open his heart. He would have liked to find back the colleague of his first movie, or even better his curly-headed friend, the monsignor's lover. But he had lost their address and when he had tried to retrieve it, wandering in the area, he had not been able to recognize their house.
He could try to ask to the production's secretary his colleague's address, and he often intended doing so, but at the right moment he always forgot to do so.
In July, Giuliano got his university grades. His father threw a party in his villa and Matteo was also there amongst the guests. The boy asked Fiorenzo what he could give to Giuliano for the occasion, pretending he didn't know him enough to choose the right present. Fiorenzo bought a beautiful leather handbag, a lawyer's model, really refined, and gave it to Matteo.
"Well, give him this handbag. I'm certain he will really appreciate it."
Matteo thanked him but said, "I have enough money to pay for it, especially because it is a present from me..."
"No, it's alright this way, because you are giving him a present only because he is my son..."
Thus Matteo gave the beautiful handbag to Giuliano who really did appreciate it.
In a moment when nobody could overhear them, Giuliano said, "I wanted just this model! How did you manage to guess so correctly? I never told you I desired it!"
Matteo felt a moment of panic, but then said, "With the pretext I don't know you well enough, I asked your father's aivice..."
Giuliano laughed, "You are a crafty old chap! So, you said to my Dad we don't know each other enough and at the same time you get to know what you could buy to make me happy! Thanks a lot, anyway, you really are a dear boy. Listen, today I am at the centre of everybody's attention so it won't be possible, but could you come to my place tomorrow afternoon?"
"Tomorrow afternoon? Around four o'clock, would that be good?"
"Perfectly. I'll wait for you."
Some of Giuliano's friends, girls, drew near him and Matteo parted from him with an indifferent air. But the mere thought that he would spend all the afternoon of the followingk day alone with Giuliano, was exciting him. Also because in those last days, because of the impending final test, they had had scarce occasion to meet.
Giuliano graduated with full marks and honours, and also the "printing dignity". Matteo knew that the young engineer had already received work offers even before the final test: several good offers from Roman, Italian and even foreign firms. But Giuliano told him that he would accept a job only if it was in Rome, as he wanted to remain near Matteo.
The young actor was continuing to work on the filming of the new movie about the partisans. In that period they were starting again to shoot the exteriors, because the interiors had all been already shot. The exterior shootings would last for several months, through summer, autumn and winter. They said it would all end in the first months of the following year. Matteo was getting used to the fact that the various sequences of the movie were not shot in the order they would appear in the movie, but according to several different considerations.
Also the external filming, as the story developed over a four year timeframe, were not shot in chronological sequence. First of all they had to film all the scenes happening in summer, then all those in autumn and finally the winter ones. The spring scenes had already been filmed, before the interior shooting.
Therefore the actors had to play the various clips in open order, each time remembering perfectly, thanks to the script, what happened before the scene they were filming, even if it had not yet been shot. This, on the occasion of his first movie, had disturbed Matteo and given him not a few problems. But it gave him fewer problems on his second movie, and gradually fewer and fewer. Certainly, to become a good actor required a long time, a lot of experience and above all talent.
Matteo liked to observe the stagecraft of the main actors, because by doing so, gradually, he could absorb the tricks of their trade. He also very much liked to listen to the advice that Fiorenzo gave to the other actors, because from them too he had much to learn.
Fiorenzo was undoubtedly a very good director and he was able to make the best come out of each actor, He never demanded something impossible. It was evident he knew very well both the characters of the movie and the actors and he worked so that each actor "met" his own character. He therefore changed some lines of the script or also some details of the movements, of the scenes. He was a demanding director, but he was really appreciated and even loved by the staff, the actors and the audience. At times he was even almost idolized.
Working for him was a great presentation card. Several emerging young directors had been his assistant-directors. Also Matteo was proud he worked for Romanesi, besides being his secret lover.
Anyway on the set Fiorenzo treated him like any other actor, neither better nor worse. He did so not so much to hide their relationship, but because if was fair doing so, for the good progress of the filming. Matteo understood this perfectly.
But when they were alone, and mainly when they were in bed together, Fiorenzo was different. Matteo was feeling that the man was gradually opening with him and was treating him with increasing friendliness and confidence. Of course Matteo appreciated this.
But also his relationship with Giuliano was becoming more and more intimate and affectionate. The young man, in particular, was more and more often starting do make projects for their future. In short, it seemed that Giuliano had decided to make something serious of their relationship. And in fact, for the past months he was trying to increase the time of their encounters, thus making it somewhat more difficult for Matteo to keep in with both his lovers.