The Glass House: Rough Gay Secrecy in Transparency by Habu

Author:Habu [Habu]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925568745
Publisher: BarbarianSpy
Published: 2021-02-01T22:00:00+00:00

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I watched the beautiful young man rise from the pool on the terrace of Dante’s rented Lake Como, Italy, glass house overlooking the lake, pick up a leaf skimmer, and walk gracefully around the pool, skimming the surface. The villa, essentially a two-story completely glass cube sitting on a rock-walled, partially underground ground floor, which hovered over the edge of the lake, had been a real surprise to me. Dante had enticed me to Milan, where he was an impresario of the Milan Opera, but he had rented this eye-arresting modern-design house north of the city, on Lake Como, for a month for us to stay at. He had said we could be more creative in our planning away from the city. And he’d included three handsome young men, two of them the almost-irresistible age of eighteen, to, he said, “get our juices going.”

The young man at the pool, who was twenty-one, frequently looked up to where I was sitting in a canvas-bottom chair, trying to look at some opera stage set drawings. I frequently looked at him too. Renzo was nude, his willowy body moving as if in a languid dance. He was the amante maschile—male lover—of my host, the Italian opera impresario, Dante Carmello. There was no embarrassment with Dante or the three young men he’d brought to The Glass House in either the nudity they practiced at the house or the sexuality they indulged in. That was no surprise to me. Dante and I had a long, if now somewhat distant, history of such indulgence. I thought I had outgrown it over the years; obviously he hadn’t.

I couldn’t concentrate on the drawings. I watched the graceful blond Italian move around the pool. He seemed to be purposely doing a sensuous, slow dance for me to watch. My hand went below the waistband of the swimming trunks I was wearing and my mind went to dreams of “what if?” Renzo had been flirting with me for days and I’d been resisting. I’d been there before; I didn’t want to fall into that again. I’d have to go back to the States where it was out of the question and could only frustrate me.

Renzo put the skimmer down and climbed the stone stairs to the covered porch that I was sitting on overlooking the pool. He knelt before me and his hands went to the waistband of my swimming trunks. Guiltily, I withdrew my hand, but of course he had seen me—had known what I was doing as I watched him at the pool.

He looked up into my eyes and smiled, his sensuous lips parting and the tip of his tongue darting out to moisten them. He tugged at my swimsuit and, as in a trance, I lifted my buttocks off the canvas seat of the chair so that he could pull the suit off my legs, which he did. Now I was as naked as he was. He clearly could see now that I was in erection.

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