Prologue
As you know, the troupe is in Italy and are on their last two days there. The Friday trip included a visit to Villa d'Este in Tivoli, and a visit to Pompeii south east of Sorrento.
I have spent hours doing research to find the correct information on the topics to give an authentic presentation of the trip, the restaurant and environment south of Napoli and the site that is Pompeii.
The chapter has two main focus points:
- The deepening love and the development of the tight brotherhood and friendship between the boys.
- To give those who are interested in Italy, an accurate rendition of what it's like to visit the country.
Therefore, this chapter of the story is deviating from the previous ones which focused mostly on sex (there is sex of course), to give correct information on Pompeii, what a visit is like, what can be seen, the emotions it caused, the tighter bonds that developed between the boys and their interactions with their guide, Raffaello who is also a TV actor.
For the ones only interested to read about sex, skip the parts describing Pompeii and focus on them joking, being naughty, taking chances and appreciate that even young hormone-driven guys can also be human beings with a sense of integrity.
For the ones interested in visiting Italy, I've done most of the groundwork for you. You can safely use it as a guide and framework to plan a trip to a beautiful country. Just add your own preferences by reading up.
If you don't like this chapter, I'm sorry I've disappointed you, but I deliberately wanted to get them out of the bedroom and into the world, interacting with each other and meeting people, making new friends.
Be kind when you rate the chapter. It definitely isn't the normal trend of the previous 68 chapters.
Part 69
We left the Pizzeria Vincenzo Capuano fed, and as happy as could be. The great atmosphere and camaraderie amongst us – if it were even possible! – was improving by the hour. We enjoyed the stopover at the pizzeria in Sorrento and had so much fun.
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While we were horsing around and enjoying our food at the pizzeria, Armando forwarded the information on Pompeii Gabriella sent him earlier.
When we got comfortable in the Kombi, Armando referred us to this important information from Gabrielle which he forwarded to us all.
“Listen, before you get too hot and raunchy there in the back, take a few minutes and read the information Gabriella sent me. Our tickets for Pompeii are paid, courtesy of the Morettis and d’Antonios, and a guide is included for a 2 hour tour. It’s by no ways enough time to see it all – for that, you need a full day – and then you’ll still will not see it all.
“Please pay attention to the dos and don’ts concerning Pompeii. I’ve included a link to the official document on this. Because it’s a World Heritage Site, and very popular with tourists, the authorities are very strict and they apply the rules. Please read it: I know you're all responsible and will not do anything stupid or illegal, but you need to know what is allowed and what not. The officials and police in Italia are not easy to please if you break a rule – deliberately or not.
“Please note: each ticket – I have the electronic information of them all on my iPhone – is personalised. You will each get a ticket with your name on it. You will be required to show your passport when you enter, so keep it at hand with your ticket. Thanks to Luigi and Piero, with the help of Antonio, we have supplied your details to Gabriella the day before we left Firenze to travel to Roma.
“Therefore, it’s imperative that you please read the information now. From here it's only about 30 minutes to Pompeii. Fratello Luigi, per favore controlla la tua squadra e assicurati che si comportino bene per un po' e leggi le informazioni importanti su Pompei! (Brother Luigi, please control your team and make sure they behave for a while and read the important information on Pompeii).”
“Armando said I must control you squatting beasts and make sure you're not locked up in a dungeon!” Luigi joked.
“Zio, sei un bugiardo! Mio padre vuole solo che leggiamo le cose importanti che ha mandato mia madre. Vergognati, caro zio! (Uncle, you are such a liar! My dad only wants us to all read the important stuff my mom sent. shame on you, beautiful uncle!)” Piero said and gave Luigi a playful tap on the head. “Bad uncle!”
So, we settled in, and opened our phones (most of us have iPhones) and read the information Gabriella compiled, which Armando forwarded to us all. It was very detailed and it’s clear Gabriella put a lot of effort in, to make this as easy as possible for all of us. Thanks Gabriella!
She has compiled a detailed and informative document on Pompeii and our visit to this World Heritage Site:
Because you are on a tight schedule with little time, this is what I’ve booked for you. The electronic tickets are with Armando.
WHAT TO SEE IN POMPEII
Pompeii is an entire ruined city, all 170 acres of it. There are literally hundreds of things to see and it is difficult to fit even the highlights into just 2 or 3 hours.
You will get the most out of your visit to Pompeii if you do some preparation in advance. The physical size of the archaeological park means that you’ll need a plan if you want to see all the highlights in a limited amount of time.
I've included a basic map of Pompeii.
The main attractions include:
- The Forum with its temples, basilica and market halls
- Two theatres
- The huge amphitheatre
- Public baths
- Grand houses with decorative wall paintings, like the House of the Vettii and House of the Faun
- Shops and a laundry
- The brothel
Your guide (I’ve requested and booked one of their best, (he grew up in the area and is very knowledgeable on Pompeii) and I have received word who he is, but I'm leaving it as a surprise for you!. He has his own itinerary, but it helps to know a little about Pompeii before you visit the place. It's big! I've included his intended itinerary for you.
These are a few of the highlights but it’s not a complete list – there are plenty more and your guide will point out some to you too. Your guide will know how to fit in the most important points to visit in 2 hours.
THE BENEFITS OF A POMPEII TOUR WITH A PRIVATE GUIDE
A private tour isn’t cheap but we know the benefits, especially for you with your limited time at your disposal. The guides are experts in ancient history and are accredited Pompeii guides.
It’s great to have a friendly expert on hand who can decode the ruins and reveal all sorts of little details about life in the Roman town and also the current excavation work. They can also answer all your questions as you proceed, and see things you want to know more of.
The official guides know the shortcuts and which areas are closed off, so the tour is tailored accordingly.
With excellent English, your guide will chat with knowledge and enthusiasm about every point of interest. At each stop he will conjure up an imaginary picture of how it once looked in Roman times, in 79AD.
Your two hours will pass effortlessly, and afterwards, you will realise and appreciate you wouldn’t have seen half as much on your own. Even the longer guided tours could never cover the whole of Pompeii – it’s just too big. Even a full day is not enough to see it all. You’ll see some of the major attractions and when you return to Italia, you could go there again and see more.
I have taken the initiative to book you a 2 hour guided tour, covering a small part of Pompeii. You will only see a small part of the city today, but it will be enough to appreciate something that was buried on 24 August 79AD.
YOUR TOUR IN POMPEII
Pompeii 2h Small-Group Tour with Knowledgeable Experienced Guide: €30,60 each
Overview:
Nonna and I, an the others here, decided we don't want the crowds of tourists visiting the ruins of Pompeii to overwhelm you by opting for a group tour. In a smaller group, you can navigate the area more efficiently with a personal guide, and add context to what you see with historical insights. Efficiency is another perk – it covers the attraction's major highlights in roughly 2 hours.
Entrance ticket
- Enjoy a guided tour of Pompeii even if you're pressed for time
- Cover sites with your guide you might miss on your own
- Upgrade for a private tour for a more personalized experience
- This tour is family-friendly so kids can also stay engaged during the visit
What's Included?
- Licensed tour guide with a background in archaeology
- “Pompeii Express” entrance ticket – already booked and paid
- Highlights visit of the Ruins within shortest time possible with your nice guide
- Your small group tour (12 guests per guide) will be perfect
- Headsets available (for groups of 10 or more), but your guide said it wouldn’t be necessary
Itinerary
(Which your guide emailed me; I've embellished it to some extent):
Meeting point: Piazza Esedra, Porta Marina 10/13, 80045 Pompei NA
You’ll meet in front of the main "Porta Marina Inferiore" entrance to the Po0mpeii archaeological site, at Ristorante Suisse on Piazza Esedra.
1. Arrive Archaeological Park of Pompeii
Pompeii is an extraordinary archaeological site, an ancient Roman city preserved by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79AD. During your visit to Pompeii with your special guide in two hours, you will discover its most popular parts.
10 minutes • Picking up tickets @ €30,60 each, already paid for by the Morettis & d’Antonios as a gift. Obtain your personalised tickets from Armando, gain admission, verify your identity on the personalised tickets with your passports, meeting your guide (you’ll like him very much!), listen to the organisation: your guide will hand out some pamphlets, a map of the intended tour that is colour-coded, with all the Zones ( I to IX), with the important places numbered and grouped under each Zone), and some background information (similar to what I’ve included).
NB: The tickets are personalised with your full names. It is required at the time of booking and must match your names on your passports. Name changes are not permitted. We’ve done so already, thanks to Luigi, Piero and Antonio. Be sure to have your passports at hand when you're required to show it.
2. Odeon – Teatro Piccolo
Have a look of the so called Teatro Piccolo of Pompeii.
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
3. Teatro Grande
Visit the most important Theatre in Pompeii.
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
4. House of Menander
The house of Menander is one of the richest and most magnificent houses in ancient Pompeii in terms of architecture, decoration and contents.
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
5. Stabian Baths (Terme Stabiane)
These occupy a vast area between the Brothel lane, the Holconius crossroads and the Via Stabiana. They represent the oldest thermal complex in the city.
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
6. Lupanar
Visit the most famous brothel in the ruined Roman city of Pompeii.
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
· Via dell’Abbondanza
Just walk through it. A few times en route to other points of interest.
7. House of the Faun
The house of Faun was one of the largest and most impressive private residences in Pompeii.
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included
8. Casa dei Vetti (VI 11)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
The Casa dei Vetti (House of the Vettii) is one of the most famous and luxurious ancient Roman townhouses in the Archaeological Park of Pompeii. It’s located near the Vesuvian Gate. It belonged to two formerly enslaved freed men, Aulus Vettius Conviva and Aulus and is worth the visit.
The guide has decided to include this when he learnt you're an all-male group …
9. Foro de Pompeya
Have a look of the ancient main square of Pompeii.
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
10. Basilica
Basilica was an open portico that gave shelter to merchants and other activities.
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
Just for your information, I’ve included the following which you might find interesting and helpful.
VISITING POMPEII: TOP TIPS AND FAVOURITE SIGHTS
But these are some of the small details, which will be pointed out by your guide, that really brought the city to life for visitors.
The list included, is by no means Pompeii’s only major attractions.
IS POMPEII ITALY WORTH VISITING?
Almost 2 000 years ago the volcano Mount Vesuvius erupted catastrophically in the region of Campania on the west coast of Italy on October 24, 79AD. Until recently, archaeologists had it in August, but research confirmed it was most likely in October. It engulfed the entire Roman towns of Pompeii and Herculaneum, and obliterated them under deep layers of volcanic ash, pumice, pyroclastic flows and falling debris.
(Herculaneum was rediscovered by mere accident in 1709 by a local farmer digging a well. The well hit the stage of the ancient Roman theatre, buried nearly 20 meters underground by superheated volcanic debris from the79AD eruption of Mount Vesuvius.)
The devastation of Pompeii was so complete that the site was abandoned in its totality. Astonishingly, Pompeii wasn’t excavated until it was accidentally re-discovered in the 1700s. Since then, bit by bit, archaeological digs have been revealing what is left of the city from 79AD.
And what they have revealed is extraordinary. The lack of air and moisture under the ash has preserved Pompeii in incredible detail. Roman streets, with street names (new – not original), homes and shops, paintings and plumbing, even graffiti … and the heart wrenching plaster casts of some of the victims depicting them in their final seconds of living and dying … are all on view at the Archaeological site of Pompeii today.
This ancient Roman city is now a UNESCO World Heritage site and the ruins of Pompeii and their tragicstory have captured imaginations all over the world. It’s a must-see while you’re now visiting Southern Italy.
HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO VISIT POMPEII?
Some people stay for half a day, which is enough time to take in most of the highlights if you’re organised. However, with a guide who will show you an excellent cross-section of the town, a tour of 2 or 3 hours should be sufficient.
BEST TIME TO VISIT POMPEII
As you’ve experienced, the months of November to February in the region are colder and wetter than at other times of year, and consequently Pompeii is less busy.
Important: Even being on site for 2 hours with an excellent guide, you will not get to all the attractions in the city. You will appreciate the huge scale of the place.
WALK ALONG THE STREETS OF POMPEII IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF ROMANS
It’s the first thing you notice: these are the same roads and footpaths that were used by the Roman townspeople. You can see the grooves worn into the paving stones by cart wheels and stepping stones used by pedestrians, to avoid sewage, mud, water, horse manure ...
Look out for the lead piping along the edges of buildings that carried water around the town.
Pompeii streets may have operated a one-way system. Patterns of wear on the kerb stones show that carts went in a single direction down certain streets.
The physical cobblestone streets, raised sidewalks, and stepping stones of Pompeii are the original ones used by the ancient Romans. However, the names of the streets are not original.
Ancient Romans did not use standardized street names like we do today. Instead of an address system, citizens navigated using major landmarks, temples, and fountains. The modern names assigned to the roads (such as Via dell'Abbondanzaor Via Stabiana) were given by archaeologists and historians after the city was excavated to help map and study the ruins.
PAUSE AT THE SHOP FRONTS OF THE ROMAN FAST FOOD OUTLETS
Kitchens weren’t really a thing for anyone but for the rich, so poorer people bought takeaway food. You can see the counters that held pots containing provisions and the grooves in the thresholds for wooden doors.
GO TO ONE OF THE ROMAN PUBLIC BATHS
Everyone went to the public baths, which had separate rooms for men and women. In the Forum baths an elaborate brazier created underfloor heating, whilst grooves in the arched ceilings helped to drain away water droplets so that they didn’t fall on peoples’ heads. The niches in the walls here probably held customers’ clothes.
VISIT A BAKERY THAT WAS COOKING PANINI
Find a bakery with a beautiful archway that has millstones standing beside it to grind the grain. When Pompeii was first revealed, archaeologists found carbonised panini bread in the ovens.
CHECK OUT THE GLADIATORS’ QUARTERS
There’s much controversy over the gladiators’ lodgings in Pompeii. Excavators found the body of a wealthy lady in this all-male zone, but no-one knows if she was visiting a gladiator or taking shelter from the eruption
SEE SOME OF POMPEII’S FASHIONABLE INTERIORS
The House of the Vettii is a great example, if you can stomach the enormous image of the fertility god, Priapus in the entrance hall. This fresco of Cupid riding a crab is in the atrium and the villa has expansive wall paintings of mythological scenes in very Farrow and Ball’y colours.
It’s quite astonishing how the brightly coloured frescoes and mosaics in some of Pompeii’s grandest establishments have survived 2000 years.
BE PREPARED FOR THE POMPEII BROTHEL
If the explicit imagery on the walls of some Pompeiian living rooms is startling to modern eyes, you can imagine what the brothels were like. Pompeii’s small Lupanare, or brothel, features a pictorial menu of services on its walls. Something to bear in mind when you decide whether to take a look inside … But I’m sure you're all big boys!
DON’T MISS THE GUARD DOG …
Dogs were man’s best friends, or at least guards, in Pompeii two thousand years ago. You will spot themosaic lettering of Cave Canem meaning “Beware of the Dog” in several doorways.
… OR THE WOODEN DOOR
One sight that will stuck with you is a plaster cast of a big wooden door, taken from a void in the ash left by the original. You might have walked past it if your guide doesn’t point it out. It looks like any old patched up store house door, except the original of this one was 2 000 years old.
As your guide at Pompeii I will show you that we’re very unlike the Romans in many ways, not least our views on privacy, what constitutes entertainment and how to live in a house.
But in terms of constructing a door not much has changed!
PRACTICAL TIPS FOR VISITING POMPEII
· Wear flat walking shoes with grippy soles. This is surprisingly important: the ancient cobbles are worn to a slippery shine in places.
· Bring water bottles, you can easily refill them on site.
· Don’t forget suncream and sunhats as there’s very little shade in Pompeii and it might get quite hot, even now.
· You don’t have to pack snacks or lunch as Pompeii has a cafeteria serving pizza slices etc.
· And please check the dos and don’ts on the official website before you set off. There are strict rules about the size of bag you can bring on site for instance.
· Make a note of where your vehicles are parked and where the toilets are to help avoid getting lost afterwards, or standing in a long queue to get into a toilet.
Thans Gabriella! And thanks in advance to our special guide … Hmmm. Sounds interesting.
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I couldn’t help thinking about my brother and Juan, and Johann and Gunther in the other Kombi with Giancarlo. I’d have loved to enjoy it all with the other half of my life and being with my twin brother, but it just worked out that he’s in the other Kombi. I made a deliberate decision to give him super special attention at Pompeii and in Sorrento. He deserves it, and perhaps he’d be calmer …? I doubt that very much, but I know he’d appreciate it. Yes, yes, yes! He’s my brother, for fuck’s sakes, but how do you unlove your mirror image, the one you grew up with, have had ALL your experiences with, all the firsts of our lives, living together and being together most of the time ...? Impossible, and I didn’t care who says what: André is my brother, my life and other half, besides Luigi and all the other fantastic men in my life.
I closed my eyes and grinned and smiled, thinking of his antics, the jokes, him (together with Johann as his side-kick, and now Pierre too) making life so bearable, bringing so much love and light to it all, making it pleasant and making us laugh a lot. He’s one of a kind, my beautiful twin brother and a massively important person in my life.
“Penny for your thoughts, my beautiful Ant? And that Cheshire cat smile again?” Clive asked. “What are you thinking about and why are you smiling?” He squeezed my knee and looked deep into my eyes … His hazel-brown eyes were full of love.
“Thinking of André, of all of you and how happy I am, and enjoying all of this, and how much I love you all. Are you not glad I seduced you at Boss when we met …? I will never forget how astonished I was to see this beautiful man, and then the massive fuck pole he carries around! You’re one of a kind, and your patients are all going to fall in love with you!” I said, leaning forward to Clive and squeezed his hand.
He leaned towards me and kissed me.
“Do you realise what you’re doing to us all? Why do you think we love you so much, and why we all get along so well? You’re the enzyme, the yeast, the glue that keeps us together. We will never get tired of being with you and making love to you. Just remember, when you marry Luigi, you’re still be ‘married’ to all of us!” Clive said and kissed me again.
What a hung hunk, and then he’s intelligent too! He's going to be a very popular doctor!
“I concur with what Clive is saying – don’t you all agree too?” Pierre asked.
Luigi and Piero squeezed my hands, and Pierre leaned forward too, to kiss me. Giovanni came to stand on his knees in front of me, pushed my knees to the sides to get close to me. He put his hand on my crotch, looked deep into my eyes with his exquisitely beautiful blue eyes, put his forehead against mine, deliberately pushed his nose against mine, smiled and kissed me. First the lips, then the tongue on my lips, and when my mouth opened, the tongue invaded my mouth and when I tasted his saliva, and with his hand on my cock, I was super hard and randy in seconds.
“Get a room! Sheez! Gio, you’re really a despicable but a fucking beautiful street cat! Stop it! You’re making us all wanting to start another session, and Madame Pompidou is off duty now!” Pierre remarked and gave Giovanni’s butt a friendly smack.
“Ouch! You’re so mean! I hate you!” he said smiling, looking at Pierre.
“No, you don’t!”
“You’re so annoying!”
“And you love me nonetheless!”
“Lies!”
“Obnoxious giant!”
“You're one to speak! You’re taller than me!” Pierre said.
“But your dick is 4cm longer! Freak!”
“I still love this freak, Street Cat from Doebblinn!” Pierre teased him. He pulled Giovanni into an embrace and kissed him like there was no tomorrow.
And … also not just an ordinary kiss! No, there was tongue and sucking each other’s tongues and hands behind the other one’s head … Sexy beautiful loving deviants!
“Talk about getting a room!” Clive piped up, but he put his hand lovingly on Giovanni’s shoulder and squeezed it. “If all street cats looked like you, I’d pick up another few of your kind! If you have any breath left, I need a kiss too, please?”
Giovanni let go of Pierre’s massive hands and moved on his knees to stand in front of Clive. He looked up into the eyes of the tall beautiful man, Giovanni took his face in his hands and kissed Clive …
Clive got off the seat, stood on his knees in front of Giovanni, took him in his arms and kissed the half-bred. They had their arms around each other and the kiss was soft, deep and with so much endearment, I got tears in my eyes.
“I love you, ugly Street Cat!” Clive said and kissed him on the nose. “Best piece of trash Ant has ever picked up! Mario is getting a walking wet dream in his restaurant that will draw all the eligible men, as well as all the warm-blooded married men in Stellenbosch to the restaurant just to see you! You’re a disgraceful, pathetic, beautiful and sexy piece of trash!” And he kissed Giovanni again.
“Yes, and look at you two! Talk about getting a room!” Pierre piped up, got on his knees too, and stood in front of Pierre and joined him kissing Giovanni … wow!
I put my hands on their backs, stroked them, then their necks and heads. They are all such great guys.
“And us? Don’t the real Italianos get some of your wonderful kisses? Why only the Half-bred and those two Horse-Dick men?” Piero asked and turned my face to him. The little devils were dancing in his big chocolate brown eyes, and his beautiful mouth was smiling.
“Sì, come mai tutti gli altri nel bordello di Madame Pompidou vengono baciati e i veri italiani no? Dai, amore mio! Puoi fare di meglio! (Yes, how come everybody else in Madame Pompidou’s brothel gets kissed, and not the real Italianos? Come on, my love! You can do better than that!)” Luigi put in and when I let go of Piero, I kissed him too. The kiss lasted long and when I put my hand on his crotch, he was rock-hard. “Hmmmm!”
Given half a chance, the six of us would be sucking and fucking again – right there in the Kombi … again!
“Hey, you lot there at the back! I thought Madame Pompidou’s brothel has closed for the day? Behave over there! We’re only about 20 minutes from Pompeii. You can't walk around with bulging pants and wet spots on your crotches!” Armando said from the front. “This is a civilized country!”
Yeah, right! Madame Pompidou will have her own opinion on that!
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We were on the A3 now, and went through the toll booth, Barriera di Napoli Sud – A3 Napoli. Most highways are toll roads, but the money pays for development, extensions, maintenance which makes Italy’s road infrastructure to be of world-class quality.
We drove past San Giorgio a Cremano, which is a city and commune in the Metropolitan City of Naples. It is located on the foothills of Mount Vesuvius, to the west of the volcano and the Tyrrhenian Sea, and is five kilometres to the south east of the centre of Naples. From the highway it was clear it is a beautiful part of Napoli’s suburbs.
Then we passed Valle dell’Orso, a family amusement centre with slides, wave & relaxation pools & a shallow lagoon for kids. What these Italians wouldn’t do to enjoy life! Of course, because it’s winter and we don’t have time, we just looked at the beautiful pictures on Google we searched on our iPhones. What a lot of fun to be had in summer …
“I hope we could go there if we are here next year … it would be so much fun!” I remarked.
“When are you going to be here? Isn’t it on a hockey trip?” Giovanni asked.
“We’re not sure of the exact dates. Juan, Gunther and the sports department at the university are working on it. I think the tentative dates are in May … or perhaps late May, early June. I don’t know.” I answered.
“Remember it's getting hot here at that time of the year, so hockey being a winter sport, it might be too hot in June for a hockey trip. Then perhaps it could be in May …? Then it’s still fairly cool then, and a visit to Valle dell’Orso might be too much of a stretch. But sometimes the weather is funny and unpredictable, and it might already be warm enough to go visit. I’ve never been there, but I know from living in Italy, swimming in winter is not nice: far too cold, and even during spring it’s still too cold,” Giovanni said.
“We’ll ask the Morettis and d’Antonios to assist us. And I’m sure the organisers will take it all into account. Remember we’re first on the hockey tour, and then we’ll travel to Eastern Europe and a few other countries, and end up here in beautiful Italia, the origin of my husband and his nephew …” I said and squeezed both their hands.
Luigi and Piero both lifted my hands to their lips and kissed them. Fuck! How I love them … dearly and sincerely!
“Clive, Pierre and I are part of that tryst, I’ll have you know, you so-called thorough-breds!” Giovanni said, much to the chagrin of the two next to me and to me. “I'm as thorough as they come! And I can prove it!”
Giovanni continued: “However, there is so much else to see and do here in this part of Italia! We’re going to see only a very small portion of the Amalfi Coast, and let me tell you, there are TONS to do and see there! Plus, we’re going to be on Capri very briefly. To walk the streets of that tiny beautiful town, eat and drink in some restaurants or bars, are exquisite. The views are super! And so is Sorrento! So, don’t worry too much about Valle dell’Orso! After tomorrow, I’d love to hear what you’ll have to say about the beauty of this fantastic area! And I believe, once one has visited Cinque Terre, one’s heart is completely lost to this fabulous country! I haven’t been to Cinque Terre yet, and I’ve lost my heart to someone from very far … Ant, how dare you steal one’s heart and then pretend only the ‘true Italianos are important! Shame on you!”
“Just listen to the half-bred promoting the country that contributed only 50% of his DNA …! We’ll have to take your word for it, and I’m sure if you were lying, Piero and Luigi would’ve called you out already! But I’m sure the hockey guys will enjoy it coming here. I just hope we can make it to join them … Fuck! I’d be devastated to be left behind and be without our beloved Ant! I’m dropping squash and starting hockey!” Pierre said with big puppy eyes.
“Don’t be stupid! You're the CHAMP, for crying out loud! Ask and organise with your dad and Juan to get your ass on the tour. It’s me, Piero, Luigi and Johann who will have to pull strings to come too. I hope we could … even if it’s only to join you after the hockey. We could meet you in Berlin or Zürich and see the other cities before we return here,” Clive said. “My dad would gladly sponsor me for a trip with you, and besides, he and his new love, Olav will be visiting Cape Town soon. I think my dad only wants to come to Cape Town to make sure I’m OK. Remember, I’m his only child, and yes, he loves his son very much …!”
“Fuck! What’s NOT to love, you ugly troll? Even I love you, you rubbish! You're fucking beautiful beyond words! How your dad couldn’t rope you in to become a model, is beyond me. Don’t you guys agree? Clive is super sexy and attractive, not so? Ant? What do you say about my lover’s appearance?” Pierre put in.
“Indeed! He knows what I think of him and I’ve told him too. Wait until Claire lays her eyes on him! He’ll sign the contract – guaranteed!” I said and leaned over to squeeze the tall sexy man’s thigh. He’s a hung hunk in the true sense of the word.
“Thanks Ant! Thanks, Peertjies!” Clive said. “You’re making me blush! I want to become a doctor, not a model!” Clive said, blushing beetroot red! He's such an adoring hung hunk!
[“Peertjies” = plural and diminutive of the word “peer” (pronounced like the non-French way of ‘Pierre’, meaning pear. Often amongst male friends, a guy with the name “Pierre” becomes “Peertjies”, and it seems Clive has caught on and is calling his lover “Peertjies”! Plus, amongst men, “peertjies” could also refer to balls/testes … hmmm! How sweet!]
“I didn’t hear it all, but of course when you return next year, we’ll be glad to assist you. Nonna would be so pleased to meet your Mom, Antonio. And I’ll be looking forward to meet your Dad … from what I’ve heard, he’s also a ‘big’ man, but the fact that he’s a vintner, we’d get along like a house on fire!” Armando said from the front.
“We’re approaching Torre, Annunziata on the right. It’s another commune in the Metropolitan City of Naples and on the Gulf of Naples, and at the foot of Mount Vesuvius. The municipality lies on the innermost part of the Gulf of Naples, in a narrow coastal strip between Vesuvius and the Tyrrhenian Sea. We’re turning off the highway and enter the EuroParking Turistico – our parking area in front of the Archaeological Park of Pompeii. You can see some of the structures of Pompeii if you look to our left,” Armando said and negotiated the traffic and turn-offs to get into the parking.
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When we drove in, it looked like every other overcrowded parking lot in Europe, with hundreds of buses, and it seemed like thousands of cars, Kombis, SUVs and even super cars like Ferraris, Audi TT, Lamborghinis and of course, also ordinary cars like Toyotas, VW, Honda, Fiat, Citroen … a misch-mash of vehicles.
And people … wow! This time of day I thought would be almost slowing down, but no! I just hope we’ll find the Kombis again afterwards! There were no pole or any signage I could see with a number or letter indicating our parking spot. Well, I thought my iPhone would find it using Maps. I quickly checked my settings to ensure my Show Parked Location was on.
My iPhone can automatically pinpoint where we’ve parked our Kombi as soon as I’ve disconnect it from the Kombi’s Bluetooth. The location drops directly into my Maps app. I can get back here by opening Apple Maps, tapping “Parked Car”.
In the Settings app, I tapped Notifications. Then I tapped Maps and turned on “Allow Notifications”.
When we’re coming back, I can get directions to our parked Kombi by going into Maps, and search for “Parked Car”. If I choose “Parked Car” from the results to view the location, I just edit the location. Then I tap “Directions” to get the route to our Kombi.
“Armando, I’ve already set my iPhone to get us back here to the Kombi!” I said.
“Thanks Antonio! I was worried how we’d find our Kombi again with all these cars and buses!” Armando said. “Come on guys, let’s go!”
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After we arrived at the Archaeological Park of Pompeii, and parked the Kombis, we walked straight to the Porta Marina, an impressively neat and modern structure, welcoming the visitors.
The Pompeii Archaeological Park is located in Campania, Southern Italy. One could access the popular Via dell'Abbondanza from either the western Porta Marina entrance (near the Pompei Scavi train station from where we were to enter) or from the eastern side through the Piazza Anfiteatro entrance.
We took lots of group photos in front of the beautiful Porta Marina entrance, before we entered the park through the gates.
OUR LONG-AWAITED VISIT TO POMPEII WAS ABOUT TO START!
I glanced at my watch and saw it was 14:50. The tour of Pompeii will last around 2 hours, so we should be back at the Kombis by 17:00 or soon afterwards.
Armando urged us on and led the way, iPhone in his hand to get our tickets. He showed the electronic booking Gabriella made and sent to him to the lady behind the window. Obtaining the personalised tickets was easy. However, before we could enter the site, an official required us to produce our passports to verify the names on the tickets were valid.
The view from the entrance over the city is breathtaking, even though we were looking at ruins of a city buried in 79AD. A lot has been done since Pompeii was discovered to uncover the buildings, which have sustained serious damage during the eruption, and under the weight of all the ash that buried it for 1 669 years. The excavation of the city started in 1748.
André started to try and make fun, but Armando quieted him on the spot. It wasn’t the time for jokes, especially not André’s brand of jokes! Italians are known to have short tempers, and officials working with thousands of tourists every day get a bit gatvol by the time of day we arrived on a Friday.
[Gatvol = fed up]
“Wait a bit before you entertain us … OK?” Armando said, and ruffled André’s hair. “Oh, sorry!” Armando said and stroked André’s hair to ‘make them neat again’!
“My hair … Armando! I’ll get you when you least expect it!”
I took André in my arms, and kissed him on the forehead and then on his sexy mouth. He is such a sensitive soul, even though he is the apex clown amongst us. I know he would be OK after some loving attention.
“Baby bro, you’re just the best! You just proved why I love you so much!” he said and kissed me and gave me a big hug.
After our names were verified, we stood in a group and looked around where our guide could be. I saw a few people standing around, all wearing light green golf shirts and white windbreakers, with clear name tags on their chests. Each had a retractable metallic stick (it looked like a radio antenna that could be shortened or lengthened as required) with an Italian flag attached to the top, and each with an extra distinct flag that differs from person to person.
One guy approached us with a sheet of paper with the name “Armando d’Antonio” in clear bold letters on it. With the sheet of paper with Armando’s name, he carried colourful photocopies in his hand as well.
My mouth opened, my eyes widened, my face got warmer despite the cool weather … The man approaching us was at least 1,9m tall, broad shoulders, pitch black hair, slightly wavy and cut neatly in a modern style, but not too short. He sported an exceptionally neat and short black beard. When he came closer, I saw his friendly sparkling green eyes, his exceptionally beautiful mouth with full lips and a smile that would melt the snow on the nearby mountains. The hand holding the extended stick was enormous, it had huge neatly clipped clean nails, black hair on the back of his and on the fingers. His beautiful tan shoes were enormous and super clean.
Giovanni stood next to me, and he gasped.
“I know this man! He's a TV star!”
“Signor Armando d'Antonio? (Mister Armando d’Antonio?)” the man said in a deep sonorous voice.
I almost fainted and my zipper was being tested on the spot … Fuuccckkkk!
“Sì, eccomi! (Yes, here I am!)” Armando said and approached the super sexy man with outstretched hand.
“Mi chiamo Raffaello Di Stefano. Signor d'Antonio e gruppo? (My name is Raffaello Di Stefano. Mister d'Antonio and group?)” the sexy wet dream on legs said, and shook Armando’s hand.
They spoke about the tour Raffaello will take us on, the limited time, and tickets.
“*I can't believe it!*” Giovanni whispered.
“Boys, gentlemen and everyone in between – yes, you too André! – this is our tour guide, Raffaello Di Stefano. He said Gabriella enquired about the guides and she chose him to be our guide! Let’s give him a round of applause! Grazie mille, Raffaello!” We all gave him a round of applause which made him blush and he smiled shyly. “I've told him not everybody can speak Italiano, so he will be speaking English – happy Pierre? He wants to meet each one of you and go over a few important points with you. I have to stress it that you'll be arrested if you damage anything, litter or go where you're not allowed to go,” Armando said, holding Raffaello’s handouts for him.
Raffaello shook each one of our hands, looked into each one’s eyes, repeated our names and his voice made my already weak legs after seeing him, even weaker!
Luigi, always the gentleman and a guy with impeccable style and manners, took Raffaello’s huge hand in his, and introduced himself. I couldn’t hear everything as Giovanni was passing remarks on the stupendous traits of this super sexy and attractive, no beautiful man, and I agreed of course. I noticed Luigi pointed in my direction and Raffaello looked at me with a beautiful smile on his face. I just heard the both of them saying sì(yes), and looked in my direction.
When Raffaello reached Giovanni, he gasped and looked at Giovanni with disbelief.
“Giovanni O’Connell! Che ci fai qui? Sono un tuo grandissimo fan! Sei una superstar e ci manchi in TV! Mi pare che tu abbia abbandonato la tua telenovela! Stai bene? Scusa, mi chiamo Raffaello Di Stefano e sto girando una telenovela con alcune scene ambientate in Costiera Amalfitana! Dobbiamo vederci! (What are you doing here? I'm a huge fan of your work! You're a superstar and we miss you on TV! I believe you dropped out of your soapie! Are you well? Sorry, my name is Raffaello Di Stefano and I'm in a soapie that has some scenes on the Amalfi Coast right now! We have to see each other!” Raffaello said, and capped his hand in Giovanni’s hand, with his left hand.
“Piacere di conoscerti, Raffaello! Purtroppo ho solo sentito parlare di te, ma non ho visto il tuo spettacolo, ‘Un Posto al Sole’ – mi dispiace! Sei incredibilmente affascinante! Sì, sarebbe fantastico incontrarti. Domani partiamo da Leonardo da Vinci, quindi dovremo farlo stasera, se sei libero. Questo è il mio amante – no, io sono una delle sue amanti! – Antonio le Roux! (Pleased to meet you, Raffaello! Unfortunately I've only heard of you, but I haven’t seen your show, ‘Un Posto al Sole’ (A Place in the Sun) – sorry! You're spectacularly attractive! Yes, it would be great to meet you. We’re flying from Leonardo da Vinci tomorrow, so we’ll have to do it tonight, if you're free. This is my lover – no, I'm one of his lovers! – Antonio le Roux!” Gio said and let go of Raffaello’s hand, and put his hand on my back.
Then Rafaello looked at me, last in the row, and he said my name. He held my hand in his massive soft and warm hand, and my heartbeat accelerated. My poor zipper was tested to capacity … and he looked at Giovanni again. He looked back to where André was standing, and I was watching this incredibly tall and super sexy man.
“Vero? (Really?)”
“Sì, amico mio! Siamo tutti fidanzati e tutti amiamo Antonio! (Yes my friend! We are all in a relationship, and we all love Antonio.)
Rafaello was stumped.
“Luigi è il tuo fidanzato e ti sposerà, e anche Giovanni è il tuo fidanzato? (Luigi is your boyfriend and will marry you, and Giovanni is your boyfriend too?”
Sì, amico mio! Vero! (Yes, my friend! Really!) I answered him and noticed his beautiful hair, eyes, nose, mouth and the cleft chin and felt the big, warm soft hand holding mine.
“*Devo vederti stasera! (I have to see you tonight!)*” he whispered.
“*Organizzeremo tutto. Forniscimi i tuoi recapiti. È stato un piacere conoscerti! Non vediamo l'ora di accompagnarti in questo tour e di vederti stasera! (We’ll make a plan. Give me your contact details. A pleasure to meet you! We’re looking forward to your tour, and to see you tonight!”)* I whispered back.
The look in Rafaello’s eyes was kind, friendly and I was lost …
“*Raffaello, sono davvero felice di incontrarti in questo sito Patrimonio dell'Umanità. Sono molto interessato all'Italia e so che tu e Pompei sarete un'esperienza indimenticabile! (Raffaello, I’m so pleased to meet you at this World Heritage Site. I am very interested in Italy and you and Pompeii are going to be an experience to remember!)*” I said, holding his hand, looking in his eyes, and looked at his sexy nose and incredibly beautiful mouth again. I wanted to kiss him!
“Cosa? E siete in due? Davvero? Entrambi così attraenti! E parli italiano? Voglio saperne di più e conoscerti! Wow! (What? And there are two of you? Really? Both so attractive! And you can speak Italian? I want to know more, and I want to get to know you! Wow!)” the beautiful tall wet dream on legs said with his warm chocolate voice. My eyes dropped to his hand in mine and when he stepped closer, I could smell his perfume which I didn’t recognise, and then I saw the enormous bulge in his pants, in a huge ridge to his left … A monster, for sure! Another Étienne …?
He leaned closer and said very softly, handing me his card with his other hand: “Vorrei tanto vedervi, Luigi e Giovanni, stasera! Dormite tutti a Sorrento? Io vivo a Sorrento per il momento, perché sto girando una serie televisiva sulla Costiera Amalfitana. Faccio questo lavoro nei giorni di pausa, e adoro incontrare gente! (I please want to see you, Luigi and Giovanni tonight! Are you all sleeping in Sorrento? I live in Sorrento for now, playing in a TV series that is videographed on the Amalfi Coast. I'm doing this on slow days, and I love meeting people!)”.
“*Sì, certo! Sarebbe un piacere! Ti mando un messaggio… (Yes please! That would be my pleasure! I’ll text you …)*” I said quietly. I was mush …
He saw I've noticed his massive bulge …
”*Sì, è enorme ed è un grosso problema! Ne parleremo…(Yes, it's massive and it's a big problem! We’ll talk …)*” Raffaello whispered, squeezing my hand and he winked.”
“*Sì, grazie! (Yes, please!)*” I said softly and let go of his hand … I was sopping wet!
We continued forward and approached Armando who waited for us to convene so Raffaello could take over..
“OK guys, over to Raffaello to give us the info for our tour. Sì, grazie! Per favore,” Armando said. “Pierre, Raffaello will continue in Italiano … OK? We’ll translate the important stuff when necessary, Pierre!”
“Noooo! I can’t believe it! No fucking way! I'm leaving!” Pierre said jokingly and start to turn back to the entrance. “He spoke in English to me just now! This is cruelty and discrimination in the worst way possible! He’s only a bit taller than me, and I'm calling Dad!”
We all burst out laughing.
“We’ll explain later, Raffaello!” Armando said. “No Pierre, he is going to speak Afrikaans!”
“What? Impossible! Raffaello, en waar het jy Afrikaans leer praat, Meneer? (Raffaello, and where did you learn to speak Afrikaans, Mister?)” Pierre joked.
We were laughing so hard, and Raffaello was fooled for a second, when I intervened and said: “Raffaello, caro amico, qui tra noi ci sono un paio di battute "di famiglia"! Pierre non parla italiano e si lamenta perché lo parliamo continuamente. Non badarci. È uno dei nostri fratelli maggiori, in tutti i sensi, e gli vogliamo molto bene. Continua pure in inglese, per favore? (Raffaello, my dear man, there are a few ‘family’ jokes here amongst us! Pierre can't speak Italian and complains about us speaking it constantly. Don’t mind him. He is one of our big brothers, on every level, and we love him very much. Just continue in English please?”)
“Thanks! He had me worried! ‘Big brother’? Really? I won't ask – I can guess! Come … erm … time is against us!” I was impressed. This Italiano with his massive bulge was no fool and he picked up Pierre is hung too.
Raffaello handed out the photocopies of his notes and the itinerary of the tour, and stressed that we need to stick to the rules and we have to be back at the exit by 17.
“Guys, you will find a map of Pompeii in your handouts. The city is divided into regions and all important sites and buildings has a number. In the handouts, I’ve added the Region and the number on the map of the places we’ll visit.
“Because you’re an all-male group, I've added Casa dei Vetti (in section VI, number 11 on your map), and you'll see why …” He winked. “In order to do this, we need to do our walks and visits as quickly as possible, sticking to time limits. I'm going to walk fast – OK? I’ll explain, in Italiano as we go along – I’m joking Pierre! – but we need to be mindful of the time. And I've added Casa dei Vetti extra that you'll appreciate, but it means we need to speed up our actions. Come, let me lead and amaze you!” Raffaello said, winking at me again.
Fuck, I know how I want you to amaze me, Raffaello! He’s obviously another ‘big brother’!
He waited for everyone to walk through the gate and as I, the last one to pass through the gate, walked through, he fell into step next to me and whispered: “*Ti stupirò! Abbi solo pazienza! (I’ll amaze you! Just be patient!)*”
Hmmmm! I can't wait! Fuck!
Raffaello briskly walked ahead and we followed him in a bunch, keeping up with the tall man, right up Via Marina, passing Casa di Trittolemo and Casa di Romolo e Remo (both inaccessible to the public) to the left of the street.
At the Forum, Raffaello said: “Guys, we’re coming here lastly, so we’re not going to spend any time here now. Come!”
As we walked in the streets passing the buildings next to it, we gawked at all the buildings that survived! Of course, the roofs collapsed under all the pumice and ash, and pyroclastic flow.
The streets were paved with flat rocks and there were sidewalks. At specific intervals, there were crossing stones for pedestrians to prevent them for walking in water, horse manure and … in most cases sewage too …
“Gentlemen, the streets are clean now, as there is a team looking after the cleanliness of the site, because we receive thousands of tourists every week. In 79AD, it was another story! I’ve given you some information in your handouts which you can read later. Suffice to say, like in most cities around 79AD, there was sewage and horse manure on the streets, unlike in Roma where there was a highly sophisticated sewage system, already 700 years old, and the effective sewage system addressed the problem well. Read the information I’ve included in your handouts,” Raffaello said. “It was a great civilisation that lived here, but they had one problem that remained unsolved!”
From his notes I read later:
Was there sewage on the streets of Pompeii in 79AD?
Yes, there was human and animal sewage on the streets of Pompeii in 79AD. Unlike Rome, Pompeii did not have a comprehensive underground municipal sewer network. Consequently, the paved stone roadways functioned as open channels to handle the city's waste, rainwater, and overflow.
Why Waste Ended Up on the Streets
Lack of Sewer Connections: While most houses and shops had private toilets or cesspits, they were almost never connected to an underground sewer system.
Manual Dumping: Many upper-story apartments and residents without private latrines used chamber pots and routinely emptied their household waste directly out of windows or into curb holes.
The Engineering Solutions
Because the streets were effectively open-air gutters, Roman engineers designed a clever urban layout to keep citizens clean:
Elevated Sidewalks: Curbs were built exceptionally high – often 30 centimetres or more above the roadbed – to keep pedestrians completely separated from the muck.
Stepping Stones: Large, flat stepping stones were placed at intersections. These acted as ancient crosswalks, allowing people to cross the street without stepping into the sewage. They were spaced perfectly so that the wheels of standard Roman carts could pass on either side of the blocks.
Continuous Flushing: To keep the smell down and clear out the waste, the Pompeii Archaeological Park relied on its massive network of public aqueducts and fountains. Dozens of public fountains constantly overflowed by design, sending a continuous stream of clean water down the sloped streets to flush the sewage out of the city gates.
Raffaello walked in the front, and we turned right, up to the 3 big buildings, the Comitium de edifice municipali, and into Via delle Scuole. Then up to the corner, and then left into Viccolo della Regina.
“Guys, all these buildings housed important offices or offered services, but we can't pay attention to them now. The maps I gave you, are coded with regions and numbers allocated to the buildings. You could Google it afterwards. I’ll only discuss the buildings and places we are going to visit, OK?” Raffaello said. “You still happy, Pierre? Not going to call Dad, are you?”
The man has a sense of humour!
“Yeah, big deal! You’re a big tall sexy Italiano hunk, but it seems like you have a sense of humour after all! For that, I’m not calling Dad, but you better behave! Dad has a very sharp knife! He’ll take care of you and all the big stuff you carry around when you come to visit us. You are coming to visit us, are you? Ant? Do you think Dad will welcome him on the farm?” Pierre asked jokingly.
“We’ll have to bribe Dad. Do you think Dad and Mom would even want such an ugly man on the farm?” I continued the joke.
“No, wait! You're inviting me to visit you? Really? That would be fantastic! I’ve heard so much about your country! Do you also have lions in your streets?” Raffaello asked, and joked about the age-old joke about how wild South Africa is.
“Yes, you’d me more than welCUM,” … Pierre stressed the CUM …”to visit us in South Africa. We’ll make sure the lions are in their cages and the stables are cleaned, and fresh straw put in the loft for you to sleep on!”
“No! You’re joking! But honestly, I’d just love to visit your country. Are you from Johannesburg?" Raffaello asked.
“No, no, no – please no! We’re in civilisation! In Cape Town and Stellenbosch,” Pierre corrected Raffaello. “We’ll give you the details later. Gentlemen, do you think we could put up with this TV star in Sorrento tonight, so we could bestow some true South African and boere hospitality on him, so he could be enticed to come visit us? After treating me so badly, does he even deserve my boere hospitality?”
[‘Boere’ = plural for ‘boer’, white people, but at times it’s used in a derogatory and racist manner, but the ‘boere’ are super proud of their origins: originating mostly from The Netherlands, Germany, France and a few other countries. Many languages played a role in changing Dutch into our language, named after the continent: Afrikaans, one of the easiest languages in the world.
This, according to the Foreign Service Institute (FSI) in the USA, the federal government’s primary training institution for American diplomats, that keeps the official language difficulty records. The FSI categorizes languages based on how long it takes a native English speaker to achieve professional working proficiency.
Category I (Easiest, ~24 weeks/600 hours): Languages closely related to English, like Spanish, French, Italian, and German. Afrikaans is also classified here – an easy one.]
“Oh, I don’t know if we could welcome you there … you know, there are already so many horrid ogres in this family … look around you and see how many there are. One more? Really? I don’t know!” André got in and stuck his tongue out at Armando, who was laughing out loud.
Raffaello understood André’s humour and, horror of horrors, he ruffled André’s hair …!
“No, you super sexy wet dream on legs, to mess with my hair comes at a price …!” he got in before Juan put his hand over my brother’s mouth and hugged him from behind.
“Forgive him, Raffaello! He forgot to take his dog medication this morning! Of course you’d be welcome in the Cape and in our group, any time you like and want! André is just joking with you!” Juan said, with his hand still tight over André’s mouth and his other hand around his chest. André didn’t stand a chance!
“Gentlemen, thanks! Cape Town sounds even better! I’ve heard so much good things about the place and the winelands! That’s so kind of you … Juan, right? Thanks! I’d honestly want to visit South Africa and see why people rave about the Cape and its people. But, we’ll talk after 17 outside the gates – OK? Let’s first explore Pompeii!” Raffaello said and continued to walk on. “Come … erm … say no more!” he said and put his arm around André’s shoulders and hugged him close to him. Lucky bro! André put his arm around the hunk’s waist momentarily, and let go when Raffaello took his arm off André to turn around to pay attention to us.
First Raffaello leaned closer to André and whispered something in his ear. André looked him in the eye, shook his head and motioned with his head to me … I could imagine what that was about!
The wet spot in my pants just got bigger …
We passed Casa della Regina Carolina, and walked past Casa del Cinghiale just beyond it, and Raffaello just mentioned the names of the buildings and sites.
We turned into Vicolo delle Pareti Rosse. At the corner we crossed over Via dei Teatri and passed the Teatro Grande (Large Theatre), Tempo di Iside, we walked past the Tempio die Esculapio o di Giove Meillichio and we arrived at the Teatro Piccolo (Odeion).
“We’re coming back to the Teatro Grande just now, OK?”
The Odeon, or Teatro Piccolo (I 12)
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
“Gentlemen, The Odeon is our first spot to visit. The area here is called the Theatre Area of the archaeological park. If you look on your maps, we’re in the southwest sector of the Pompeii site, just a short walk from the Stabian Bath which we’re also visiting later.
“The Teatro Grande which we’ll visit next, is situated right next to the Odeon.
“The Odeon is a remarkably well-preserved ancient covered Roman theatre, dating to the 1st century BC. It’s smaller and more intimate than the Teatro Grande we’re visiting next, and this covered venue seated about 1 500 people.”
Johann called “Bokke!” out loud and the sound carried so well.
[“Bokke” = plural for “bok”, (antelope); usually used to refer to the Springboks, the national rugby team, named after the national animal, the springbuck, and spectators would shout ‘bokke!’ to spur on our team.]
“There, can you hear? Thanks … erm … John? No ..?” Raffaello said.
“No, it’s Johann, with a double ‘n’, thanks!” he said and shouted: “Manne!” [Manne = men, usually shouted at a party or rugby match to call the attention of the men.]
Juan silenced him gently as it was a bit boisterous, even though we were the only group in the venue.
Raffaello wasn’t fazed but it was clear he was starting to mellow and was clearly starting to enjoy our company. We are a loving and friendly bunch of good-looking men, and Raffaello isn’t stupid or dense – or ugly, not in the least!
“The Odeon was designed for acoustic perfection, in order to host music and poetry recitals. It was originally used for musical performances, poetry readings, mime performances and mime shows and other theatrical shows. Its smaller size and roof allowed for superior acoustics as compared to the larger open-air theatres and amphitheatres in Pompeii. It was built around 80 – 75 BC.
“Its remarkable architecture boasts a roof (likely made of wood) that provided both shelter and incredible acoustic control. It allowed speech and subtle musical details to carry clearly to all seats. It also features rich, multi-coloured marble decorations and large male tuff figures (telamones) supporting the seating steps.
“It was built during the early years of the Roman colony and the construction was funded by local magistrates Marcus Porcius and Caius Quinctius Valgus. It was built shortly after Pompeii became a Roman colony.
“Unlike the Great Theatre we’re going to next that hosted large public spectacles, the Odeon with its enclosed and roofed design, it was utilized for more refined, intimate events such as musical recitals, poetry readings, and government elite meetings.
“The lower, wider steps directly in front of the stage were reserved for the Decurions (the VIP elite town council).
“Originally it was referred to as the theatrum tectum (roofed theatre), and it featured a large, pitched tiled roof that created excellent acoustics for musicians and recitals.
“The structure is fully preserved for viewing, though visitors generally admire the stage and seating from the upper entrances rather than walking directly on the ancient stage.”
“Raffaello, I suppose there were some scrolls found from which the information you’re giving could be retrieved?” Clive asked.
“Yes, the excavators retrieved some scrolls, but they were just rolls of carbonised matter after the heat when Vesuvius erupted. It’s only with the latest AI and scans that the information is now slowly being retrieved and verified. Our knowledge mostly comes from other sources outside Pompeii. You must remember, the Romans recorded everything, and these out-of-city sources informed us,” Raffaello answered. It was clear this beautiful sexy hung hunk knows his story! “Some very interesting information regarding Pompeii is now emerging through the use of AI using and X-ray and CT scans of the rolls of scriptures found in Herculaneum. When you have time, go read up on Google!”
I was so impressed with Raffaello, and astonished at the intelligence of this super sexy, pleasant man with a good sense of humour, apart from his superlatively good looks. Too bad the chances of him transplanting to South Africa are close to zero …
We left the Odeon and entered Teatro Grande, the Large Theatre right next to it.
As we left the Odeon, Pierre shouted “Kom nou manne!” [Come on now men!] to test the acoustics again. Raffaello gave him a pat on the back.
“You lot are the most pleasant and tightly-knit group I’ve ever had the pleasure to guide. I’m really enjoying myself!” Raffaello said and waited for me to exit.
“Ti sta piacendo finora? (Enjoying it so far?)” Raffaello asked as I walked past him. He hugged me lightly with an arm around my shoulders.
“Sì, grazie mille! Siamo una famiglia numerosa, rumorosa ma molto felice! Spero che tu ce la faccia! (Yes, thank you very much! We are a noisy but a very happy big family! I hope you’ll survive!)” I said and put my arm around his waist and hugged him lightly. He pulled me close to him and next thing he kissed me on the head …
You have no idea how I’d love to make you really enjoy yourself …!
We entered the big theatre and I was astonished …
Teatro Grande (I 10)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
“Guys, now we are visiting the most important Theatre in Pompeii.
“It is just a short walk south from the Forum which we’ll visit last, and it’s right next to the Doric Temple, across the street.
“The Teatro Grande (Great Theatre) of Pompeii is an impressively preserved, open-air Roman theatre built into a natural hillside. Dating back to the 2nd century BC, it could seat up to 5 000 spectators, and is still utilized for spectacular seasonal performances.
“Its Hellenistic design was done constructing it, using the natural slope of the hill, and its design and construction follows the Hellenistic tradition perfectly.
“Over the years, the Romans added an ornate stage backdrop (scaenae frons) and a barrel-vaulted corridor for performers.
“The grand tiered seating (cavea) is divided into sections, originally accommodating the 5 000 people.
We looked around, took many pictures of us on the steps and Johann tested the acoustics again, singing a few lines “My Sarie Marais”, a popular Afrikaans folk song … and of course the acoustics in the Teatro Grandewere fine, but on a different level than in the Odeon.
We (the Afrikaans members of the clan) joined him and we sang the whole first verse. It was beautiful and made our hearts swell with pride.
Raffaello immediately clapped hands and he was joined by another group that has entered. Our all-male stint sounded so good and I was so proud to be a part of this group. The non-Afrikaans members of our ‘family’ clapped and cheered the loudest.
“Brava!” Raffaello and some of the other tourists shouted.
“Encore!” one of the tourists called.
“No, no encore! It’s beautiful, but we don’t have time! You could book your tickets for their performance at the entrance!” Raffaello said and joked with the other tourists.
This exquisitely beautiful and smart man was fast becoming one of us …
We left the Teatro Grande, singing “Sarie Marais”, and walked up Via Stabiana to Vicolo del Menandro, then we crossed Vicolo del Citarista and passed Casa del Fabbro (inaccessible) with on the right, with Casa del Menandro across the road from Casa del Criptoportico.
“*Siete un gruppo di uomini davvero simpatici e molto attraenti! Mi sento così a mio agio in vostra compagnia! Dobbiamo assolutamente passare del tempo insieme stasera! (You are such a nice and very attractive group of men! I feel so at ease in your company! We have to spend time together tonight!)*” Raffaello whispered and squeezed my neck lightly.
Raffaello pointed out the buildings and some of us checked our progress on the map.
The craftmanship of Romans in the first century was astonishing. To see the neat paving of the streets and even the street names (not original, though) left us amazed. However, later Raffaello told us archaeologists installed these minimalist white stone plaques featuring carved black lettering to help visitors navigate the immense ruins of the park. Looking at all the walls, I could see how one could get totally lost here ...
We were on our way to Casa del Menandro.
“Gentlemen, The House of Menander is one of the richest and most magnificent houses in ancient Pompeii in terms of architecture, decoration and contents.”
Casa del Menandro (House of Menander (I 7)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
We entered the house and even Johann, Pierre and André were silent for a minute.
“It is located near the popular Via dell'Abbondanza where we’ll walk down soon.
“The House of Menander (Casa del Menandro) is one of the largest, most magnificent, and wealthiest aristocratic residences in Pompeii. It belonged to a high-ranking politician and art lover named Quintus Poppaeus Sabinus, connected to Emperor Nero's second wife, Poppaea Sabin. The house is one of the richest and most magnificent houses in ancient Pompeii in terms of architecture, decoration and contents, and it covers a large area of about 1 800 square metres, occupying most of its insula. Its quality means the owner must have been an aristocrat involved in politics, with a great taste for art.
“The house was excavated and was first brought to light during the major excavations between November 1926 and June 1932. The oldest part of the house consists of a relatively modest atrium with immediately surrounding rooms built in 250 BC.
“The house gets its name from a well-preserved fresco depicting the ancient Greek comic playwright Menander found in the peristyle, the garden area.
“As you can see, its architectural grandeur features a stunning, traditional Roman layout, including a columned peristyle, a highly decorated atrium, and even a private, in-house thermal bath suite. This was what luxury looked like.
“It is also renowned for its famous artworks like the splendid frescoes, particularly those depicting dramatic scenes from Homer’s Trojan War.
“During excavations, a cellar yielded a spectacular hoard of 118 pieces of silver tableware, revealing the extreme wealth of its ancient inhabitants.”
We gawked and commented on the ancient luxury we saw. The walls still have colourful frescoes, still visible after almost 2 000 years.
The iPhones clicked away and recorded the opulence and beauty of very rich people but who also didn’t survive Vesuvius …
“Come gentlemen. Now for some serious informative history about the lifestyle of these Romans. It’s just a short walk. Let’s go!” Raffaello said and led the way.
We walked from Menander down Vicolo Menandra to Via Stabiana and reached the Terme Stabiana on the left.
“Come, let me amaze you! Johann, with two ‘ns’, I hope you’re not planning to give us a demonstration here! The guards will remove you very quickly!” Raffaello said and smiled broadly. He is quickly getting to know the guys and it was obvious he has also noticed the big bulges in the pants of some of the guys …
From Casa del Manandro we walked to the Terme Stabiane, not too far away. We took Vicolo del Menandro to the corner of Via Stadiana, turned right and Terme Stabiana is on the corner of Via Stabiana and Via dell’Abbondanza.
“Guys, the public baths we’re visiting next, occupy a vast area between the Brothel lane, the Holconiuscrossroads and Via Stabiana. They represent the oldest thermal complex in the city. Come and see how our forefathers …’enjoyed life’ …” Raffaello said and air quoted his words … Wow!
Stabian Baths (Terme Stabiane) (VII 16)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
“If you look on your maps, you’ll see these baths are centrally located in Regio VII, and is easily accessible via the Porta Marina or Porta Stabia entrances.
“The baths are easily navigable and can be explored independently or as part of a guided excursion. And here we are!”
We entered the complex and we gaped at what we saw.
“Gentlemen, the Stabian Baths (Terme Stabiane) are the oldest and largest ancient Roman public bathing complex in Pompeii, dating back to circa 125 BC. As you can see, it’s located at the bustling intersection of Via Stabiana and the popular and important Via dell'Abbondanza. This site offers a fascinating look into Roman social and hydraulic engineering before the eruption in 79 AD.
“The bathes were built originally as a palaestra (gymnasium) around 130 BC, and the complex was expanded into a state-of-the-art thermal facility established here over multiple architectural phases.
“During recent excavations they have revealed laconica (ancient saunas) in the courtyard, showcasing the evolving luxury of ancient Roman leisure.
“Then, in its final form by the time of the Vesuvius eruption, the baths spanned over 3 300 square metres.
“I need to emphasize to you there was clear Gender separation as was the standard in Roman bathhouses. The complex was strictly divided into two distinct sections for men and women. No mixing was allowed.
“Now use your brochures with the clear photographs to identify the key features you would like to explore.
They included:
The Bathing Circuit: The facilities included the standard thermal progression are:
· The Apodyterium: The changing rooms.
· The Frigidarium: Cold plunge pools.
· The Tepidarium: Warm transition rooms.
· The Caldarium: Hot, steam-heated baths
· The Heating System: The rooms utilized advanced hypocaust floors, where furnace-driven hot air circulated through hollow walls and under elevated brick floors.
· The Gymnasium & Pool: The men's section also featured an expansive porticoed courtyard and a 1,5-metre-deep open-air swimming pool (natation).
“Also note the distinct Art & Décor. The site boasts exquisite, preserved mythological stucco decorations and athletes' panels added after the earthquake of 62AD.
We walked in a group from one section to the other and commented at the complexity of the facility which was in use almost two centuries ago. We found it incredible to see all the focus on detail, to make the place functional but also stylish. It must have been quite an experience to enter and use this facility!
“Imagine the lot of us let loose in a place like this! All men and warm water, massages, good company and a lot to see, and I'm sure, experience too! I wonder how naughty these randy men were …” Pierre said and held Clive close to him. “I know what I’d have done if I were to visit this place with you and the others … damn! Down boy! Down!” Pierre playfully slapped his bulge, which was definitely growing …
Yes, a visit of our big happy family would’ve been an experience!
“OK guys, we’ll skip the ladies’ section as we’re pressed for time. We’ve used just over 1 hour. We have 55 minutes or so to finish our visit and get to the gate by 17. Come, let’s go!” Raffaello said and led the way.
We left the Terme Stabiana, walking down Via Stabiana to Via dell’Abbondanza, and turned right into Viccolo del Luppanare towards Lupanar on the corner with Viccolo Balcone Pensile.
Lupanar (VII 18)
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
“Guys, now we’re visiting the most famous brothel in the ruined Roman city of Pompeii! The number one of all the popular sites to visit in the Park! Armando showed me your pre-booked tickets which is good. There will be a larger number of other people who will also visit this place. It's popular! I wonder why!”
“As you can see – look on your maps too – the Lupanar is located in the heart of Pompeii.
“This site of Pompeii is the ancient city's most famous brothel. It’s a major highlight of the Archaeological Park of Pompeii and it offers a fascinating, explicit look into the private and commercialized sexual culture of the Roman Empire, prior to the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79AD.
“Because it is one of the most highly sought-after attractions in the park, usually at times there are queues atLupanar. Therefore it is a good thing Armando’s wife booked your entrance tickets in advance. Armando already gave them to me, so let me lead the way,” Raffaello said and we entered the complex. The official at the entrance punched our tickets and gave it back.
“Definitely one memento you're going to put in your travelogues”, Raffaello said softly in his deep, warm voice, devils dancing in his dark brown eyes.
“Are we going to see the hot stuff?” André, who else!
“Guys, you’re all adults. But no, André … I presume? Nothing of the sort. But you'll see somethings in Casa dei Vetti after this! Here only paintings or frescoes of people having sex … Some of the key highlights here include some very explicit things – as I've said, you're grown-ups but some stuff here is hot …!
“Have a look at the explicit frescoes: the stone walls of the small, ground-floor cubicles feature vivid erotic paintings, depicting the various services offered by the establishment. Wild things happened here, I'm sure!”
Raffaello was smiling at our expressions and remarks when we looked at some of the stuff. Most definitely not a place to bring Mom to!
“Also look at the ancient graffiti; the walls are covered in dozens of scratched-in inscriptions and scandalous graffiti left by ancient patrons and workers, providing a rare and candid glimpse into daily life in Pompeii. A rare lot, and then people point fingers at gays! We’re much tamer than all of this .. or am I wrong?” Raffaello said, dropping the bomb, admitting he’s gay.
“Wait till you attend an evening in the company of this wild family … your tooth fillings will melt!” Pierre said.
Pierre! We’ve only just met this super beautiful and sexxxxxy man, but it doesn’t mean he’ll join us …!
Of course I kept quiet about what went down between him, Giovanni, Luigi and me at the entrance!
“The layout of the brothel consists of a central corridor, flanked by five small rooms with masonry beds, which were originally topped with mattresses.
“Walk through and have a look at how these Romans lived and behaved. I'm always amazed at the hypocrisy in the world when it comes to gays. Look at all of this! They were definitely no priests … or perhaps some priests visited too …?”
We had a last good look, took many pictures, some special photos of our clowns (and some with the calmer ones like Gunther and Juan). Of course Johann, Pierre and André dragged Luigi and me in, and at times Raffaello too. Poor man didn’t know what he's letting himself in for! I made a mental note to hide the photos of some of the wildest frescoes from Mom. I blushed crimson red just thinking of it!
“You're a naughty and raunchy lot and I like it! Being a TV star has its downfalls … I'm required to always behave! Where is the fun in that? But come … no Pierre, I mean: let’s go!”
The man has a sense of humour … AND he's hung like a horse!
“Excuse me, Mr Huge … ahem! … TV star! Why are you picking on me? I'm the quiet and the pure example for these horrible kids! Ask Johann! Clive my love, back me up please? I'm so hurt now …!” Pierre feigned hurt and we all burst out laughing.
Pierre was laughing the loudest and Raffaello joined us. He pulled Pierre into a hug, and ‘pacified’ Pierre between the laughs by stroking his head and neck with one hand, and the other around his body.
“We’ve seen right through your plan to get a hug! Sneaky Horse Man!” Johann said and hugged Pierre and Raffaello.
“Come, we must go!” Raffaello said, blushing crimson red, and said: “Mi scusi per il rumore, signora! (Sorry for being so loud Madam!)”, Raffaello apologised to the lady with the platinum blonde hair and a nose pointing at the ceiling. Shame! Poor soul …
We followed Raffaello out, still giggling, and I got a hug from Raffaello. “Si tratta di Antonio, giusto? (It is Antonio, right?)” he asked. I felt his immense bulge on my hip … Fuck, my poor zipper! And I was leaking big time!
Via dell’Abbondanza
We left Lupanar, walking down a short distance on Viccolo del Luppanare to Via dell’Abbondanza, and just walked down it and to observe all the views, the street, buildings, the openings in which pots were placed from whence food was dished out and sold. There were so many different artefacts and things to take note of.
“Guys, Via dell’Abbondanza (Street of Abundance) is the principal east-west thoroughfare and the longest ancient street (Decumanus maximus) in the Pompeii Archaeological Park. It stretches for nearly 900 meters. It was the bustling heart of ancient Pompeii's social, civic, and commercial life.
“Look at the deep ruts in the paving of the street which tell you there were many carts that traversed this street on a daily basis for many years.
“Just so you know, the street name plaques you see: archaeologists installed these minimalist white stone plaques featuring carved black lettering, to help visitors navigate the immense ruins of the Parco Archeologica di Pompeii. They’re not original as many people think, but it's a nice touch, don’t you think?”
The street is narrow, but paved, and there are high sidewalks like in our modern cities. There are crossing stones in the road with gaps between them for the wheels of carts. The roads carried ruts, left by thousands of wheels of carts crossing that left their wear and tear visible in the rock paving.
The street is lined with numerous thermopolia (ancient fast-food counters/taverns) and where bustling shopfronts where locals once traded and gathered.
“Walking down Via dell'Abbondanza will take you past some major landmarks, such as the Stabian Bathswhere we were and you behaved like butter can't melt in your mouth, Pierre. Just remember you were in one of the oldest and largest public bath complexes. We’ll walk past the House of Julia Felix (Praedia di Iulia Felix), and the Eumachia Building near the Forum.
“Many of the grand patrician homes and apartments along the route feature well-preserved ancient frescoes and detailed mosaics. Have a look, but don’t take too long.”
We continued to walk northwards passing right over the Forum to get on Vicolo del Foro, and turned right on Via della Fortuna, turned left on Vicolo del Labarinto.
The House of Faun was on the left.
House of the Faun (VI 1)
10 minutes • Admission Ticket Included
“The Casa del Fauno (House of Faun) was one of the largest and most impressive private residences in Pompeii. Very rich people lived here. The beauty of this house is amazing!” Raffaello said. “Come … Pierre! Hehehe!” Raffaello chuckled when he saw the naughty look on Pierre’s face.
“Watch it, tall Italian Stallion! You'll be sorry once this bhoorkie is done with you! Tell him Ant!” Pierre threatened the beautiful man.
“I don’t scare easily, tall boohrrkey” (he mispronounced it)! I'm a fierce Italiano with all the right equipment, and in abundance! Watch it!“
The banter is coming so easily and a bond is already forming between Raffaello and The Family … What an exquisite addition he’d make if it were at all possible …
I didn’t know the real nature of his “equipment” … yet!
“The House of the Faun is one of the most famous buildings in Pompeii, and you can see it too.
“It is the largest and most luxurious aristocratic residence in the Archaeological Park of Pompeii. It occupies an entire city block and it spans 3 000 square metres. It was built in the 2nd century BC, and it features magnificent Hellenistic-Roman architecture, famous mosaics, and the famous bronze statue of a dancing satyr (faun).
“Just for your information, look on you maps: this villa is situated on Via di Nola in Pompeii, and it is easy to access it from either the Piazza Esedra or Villa dei Misteri entrances.
“The house derives its name from the small, iconic bronze statuette of a dancing satyr or faun positioned in the centre of the entrance, the impluvium. The original statuette now resides in the National Archaeological Museum in Naples (MANN); what you see here at the ruins is a reproduction.
“The Alexander mosaic was originally found in the exedra (a formal reception room). This stunning mosaic depicts the Battle of Issus between Alexander the Great and King Darius III of Persia. The original is also safely housed in the National Archaeological Museum in Naples, but a faithful replica remains on-site. Also have a look at the other beautiful frescoes like the one of marine life, the aquatic birds, the dramatic mask and so many more. Look at the columns and the garden. These people were rich!
“And unlike in standard Roman homes, the layout and architecture here boast two spectacular colonnaded gardens (one Doric and one Ionic), two atriums (Tuscan and peristyle), private baths, and clearly defined servants' quarters.”
The place was impressive and beautiful. We took many pictures and the frescoes were stunning.
We left on Vicolo del Labarinto to Vicolo di Mercurio, and walked to Casa dei Vetti on the left.
Casa dei Vetti (VI 11)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
Access is included with a general entry ticket to the Archaeological Park of Pompeii.
“Welcome here, gentlemen!” Raffaello said before we entered.
“The Casa dei Vetti (House of the Vettii) is one of the most famous and luxurious ancient Roman townhouses in the Archaeological Park of Pompeii. It’s also located near the Vesuvian Gate. It belonged to two formerly enslaved freed men, Aulus Vettius Conviva and Aulus Vettius Restitutus, who built an immense wealth, selling wine.
“And, as promised, here you will see real hot stuff and some of you might feel quite at home here when you see the frescoes and statuettes …! Pierre, are you ready?”
“Yes, and you?” Pierre wasn’t fazed!
“Enter and be amazed! I give you Priapus, right here in the Entrance Hall! Here on the right of the main entrance, is the famous fresco depicting the god of fertility, Priapus, with his enlarged phallus – some of you here feeling at home? Hehehe! He is weighing it on a scale against a bag of gold. The home owners had it designed to ward off the evil eye and bring the household financial prosperity to symbolize wealth and to ward off bad luck! What do you think they gained? I’m not a midget … erm … but this is ridiculous!”
“Oh, really Mr Tall Wet Dream? Just bragging? Talk is cheap! Seeing is believing, Mate!” Pierre piped up.
“You’ll be amazed – guaranteed!” Raffaello said smiling and palmed his substantial bulge as he stood to the left so we could come in and see the fresco. I glanced at Raffaello and he winked … Fuck! My poor zipper!
The dong the man in the fresco was weighing, looked like Fred Flintstone’s club!
“I'm also not a midget, but I don’t want one as big is this! Sheez! Ant, would you like it? No? I thought so! These Romans were such deviants! Our moms can’t see this!” Pierre said and took another photo of the fresco … “Armando, Piero … are you feeling at home that your forefathers are welcoming you here?”
“No, I'm big, but definitely not in this monster league! Piero, figlio mio, questo è ridicolo! Siamo grandi, ma questo è mostruoso! (Piero, my son, this is ridiculous! We’re big, but this is monstrous!) Figlio, these people are making me blush!” Armando said and looked at the fresco and shook his head. “No, what were these people thinking!”
“Armando, anche tu...? Sembra che ce ne siano molti di grossi qui! Hmmm! (Armando, you too …? Many big ones here, it seems! Hmmm!)” Raffaello asked, looking at Armando with new eyes.
“Sì, ma penso che anche tu... Vero? (Yes, but I think you too … Right?)” Armando said, still looking at Armando.
“Mmmh! Sembra proprio che dovremo scoprirlo! Hmmmm! (Looks like we’ll have to find out! Hmmmm!) OK, when you have caught your breaths and the wild animals trapped behind your zippers have calmed down, we have to continue. Armando, you can lead the way, please!” Raffaello joked in English. We sniggered and cheered our hung dad on. He smiled, but gave us ‘the look’!
“And here are the mythological panels in the Reception Rooms. There are several dining rooms (triclinia) and reception halls (oeci) which feature large, brightly coloured panels showcasing scenes from Greek mythology.
“Look in your notes to read about the otable scenes,” Raffaello said.
Ixion Room: It features a stunning red-and-black wall containing a large panel depicting the myth of Ixion being tied to a spinning wheel in the Underworld.
Pentheus Room: It contains a detailed panel portraying the death of the mythical King Pentheus of Thebes.
The Ixion Frieze (Central Hall): Just below the mythological panels, there is a continuous, intricate frieze depicting delicate scenes like the struggle between Cupid and Pan, them engaging in various human tasks like selling wine, racing chariots, and weaving, and Cyparissus, transforming into a cypress tree.
The Peristyle & Black Panels: The open central courtyard, the peristyle. The portico is framed by deep black panels bordered by detailed motifs of plants, birds, and small vignettes of mythological figures or still lives. During antiquity, it boasted a dozen spurting fountains and bronze statues.
“After a 20-year closure for extensive structural repairs and conservation, the house is now fully restored and open to tourists.
“It’s known for its extensive frescoes, and because of the beautifully preserved 4th-style wall frescoes painted after the 62 AD earthquake, it's also known as The "Sistine Chapel" of Pompeii.
“The cubicula (bedrooms) and triclinium (dining room) showcase twelve intricate mythological panels.
“Now for more zipper torture, Pierre! Amongst the statues discovered in the House of the Vettii was the famous statuette depicting the fertility god Priapus again with his oversized phallus. Come, have a look!
“The statuette was initially found in a small cubicle leading off from the kitchen. It is believed to have originally served as a fountain in the home's garden. It portrays the Roman god of fertility, Priapus, whose disproportionately large phallus features a hole designed to spurt water.”
“Good grief! When one sees statues like David in Firenze and others, and in paintings, where the men have dicks as small as pinkies, but here they overdo it! Sheez! I feel like a midget in comparison! Damn …! It’s ridiculous!” Pierre said and looked at Clive and Armando … they’re all hung like horses – we don’t know yet about Raffaello, but these three are our Priapuses!
“Is this how they drank water from this big hose?” André asked and put the statuette’s penis in his mouth … Will he ever change?
“André! No my darling! Please behave … Raffaello, he’s just boisterous because Dad is far!” Juan said, and pulled André into a hug.
“I love yours far better! That thing tastes like brass!” André … André!
Rafaello was laughing so hard the security guy on duty came to ask if everything was OK.
“The naughty twin! Pierre, it’s obvious you're feeling at home here, or what?” Raffaello said with a big smile.
“Hey, I said: seeing is believing, Italiano!” Pierre said, grinning.
“OK, OK! I’m definitely not going to whip mine out here … Damn! And make Priapus feel inferior? Hehehe! No … we’ll see …” Raffaello said, smiled and winked at Pierre.
“While replicas are sometimes on tour or are displayed here on-site, the original artifact – the statuette – was secured and relocated: it is now housed in the infamous Secret Museum (Gabinetto Segreto) at the National Archaeological Museum of Naples.
“I have to stress this here as per instruction from the authorities: ‘Etiquette: While it is an archaeological site rather than a religious one, modesty is appreciated out of respect for the cultural heritage and fellow visitors.’ Pierre and André, I’ll not report you to management!” Raffaello joked.
It was clear he likes Pierre a lot. But he has winked at me a few times … my underpants were sopping wet and I felt it has formed a wet spot … And I saw Raffaello noticed it, and palmed his own bulge vey nonchalantly looking me in the eye …!
“We have to go! André, you can buy a miniature replica at the shop!” Raffaello joked, and led the way from this house of ill repute!
“Did you enjoy it, Pierre my man?” Raffaello asked Pierre who was holding Clive’s hand in his.
“Oh … sorry!” Raffaello said.
“No sweat! We have hearts like Soweto taxis: ‘Always space for one more!’” Pierre joked.
We left Casa dei Vetti and walked westwards on Vicolo di Mercurio, turned left, and then down Vicolo del Labarinto, right into Via della Fortuna, to Vicolo del Foro to Archi onorari on the northern end of the Foro and straight onto the Forum..
Foro de Pompeya (VI 6)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
At last we entered the Forum to have a good look at the ancient main square of Pompeii. We’ve passed it earlier but en route to another point of interest.
“As you’ve seen, the Forum of Pompeii is easily accessible from the main park entrance at Porta Marina and the other entrances.
“The Forum used to be the bustling civic, religious, and commercial heart of the ancient city. This expansive central square allows visitors to trace the footsteps of Romans exactly as they were frozen in time in 79 AD.
“A visit to the Forum places you directly in the footprint of ancient Roman society. I’ll give you a brief summary of key highlights (it’s all in your handouts I’ve given you) surrounding, and inside the square itself.
“The Temple of Jupiter: This is the most prominent structure, situated on the northern end, dedicated to the supreme Roman god, Juno, and Minerva. Very little of it remains, with mostly some columns still standing.
“Initially dedicated to Jupiter alone, it was built in the mid-2nd century BC at the same time as when the Temple of Apollo was being renovated; this was the area when Roman influence over Pompeii increased. So the Roman Jupiter superseded the Greek Apollo as the town's leading divinity. Jupiter was the ruler of the gods and the protector of Rome, where his temple was the centre of Roman religion and of the cult of state.
“The architecture of the town had been largely changed by the Greeks, but Roman rule soon effected alterations to this style. Pompeii was transformed into a much more public and open place. Public buildings and spaces dominated the city, like the Forum.
“In 62AD, an earthquake shook the city of Pompeii, destroying much of the Temple of Jupiter. After this, the much smaller Temple of Jupiter became the main seat to worship Jupiter.
“It is obvious the original Temple of Jupiter was still awaiting restoration after the earthquake 17 years earlier, when Mount Vesuvius erupted in 79AD.
“The Temple of Apollo was an ancient Greek sanctuary located near the Basilica – the huge hall over there,” (Raffaello pointed to the south western corner of the Forum), “dedicated to the god of commerce and trade. As you can see, it is overlooking the western side of the Forum, and it's one of Pompeii's oldest and most significant religious sites. The sanctuary perfectly highlights a unique fusion of Greek, Etruscan, and Roman architectural influences.
Basilica (VIII 2)
15 minutes • Admission Ticket Included.
We walked southwards on the Forum, looked at the massive hall on the south western side of the Forum which served as the local law court and centre for commercial business. To the eastern side of the Forum, there were columns and the remainder of Eumachia (I looked on the map) and across towards the western side, the temple of Apollo. Not much of anything was still standing.
The Basilica is a big open portico, that gave shelter to merchants and other activities.
“The Basilica” (Raffaello pointed to the south western corner) “in Pompeii, is the city's largest and most architecturally significant public building. There, located at the southwestern corner of the main Forum, is the structure that served as a grand indoor market and the central hub for the administration of justice.
“It is situated directly next to the Temple of Jupiter at the far south end of the Forum, making it one of the very first major monuments you’ll encounter when entering the site through the main Porta Via Marina entrance, where we entered.
“Gentlemen, the ancient Forum still features its original Roman stone slabs (mostly travertine and tufa). Because these stones are centuries old, the ground is uneven, rough, and slightly rocky. You’re all young and virile – yes, the dads too” (Raffaello winked at Armando and Giancarlo) “but be aware of the unevenness in places.
“Look at the far end of the Basilica – there is an elevated platform called the tribunal, where the judges sat. It was accessed by wooden staircases.
“The building’s rectangular shape and divided naves are highly significant, as the design heavily influenced the development of early Christian basilicas, becoming the architectural Blueprint for future basilicas.
Raffaello gave us extra information on the Basilica. “You can read the rest at your own leisure. I tried to be thorough, but also not too much. Please Google it to get more information if you wish”
The Basilica of Pompeii, along with the rest of the entire ancient city, remained buried for centuries under a thick blanket of ash and lapilli (small, pea- to walnut-sized fragments of pumice and volcanic rock(measuring 2 to 64 mm in diameter)) after the violent eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79AD that completely covered not only Pompeii but also the other Vesuvian cities like Herculaneum.
The Basilica stands in Regio VIII, to the south western corner of the Forum and close to the Sanctuaries of Venus and Apollo.
The eruption was on October 24, 79AD (according to the latest findings) and not August 24, 79AD as initially assumed.
Within a few minutes, the city of Pompeii (and Herculaneum) found themselves submerged in ash, lapilliand then overwhelmed by a powerful pyroclastic flow that erased the existence of the ancient city for centuries.
The Basilica is one of the oldest buildings in Pompeii, as evidenced by the fact that the first-style decorations on the walls are still visible, which reproduce fake marble blocks, unlike the other structures in Pompeii decorated with wonderful fourth-style frescoes.
Only after almost 1 500 years, the ruins of Pompeii were first discovered in the late 16th century. It was not until 1748 that formal and systematic excavations began after Pompeii’s existence was accidentally rediscovered, and was brought to light through the work of archaeologists under the direction of Charles III of Bourbon.
The Basilica was not found until 1806, when investigations around the Forum area began and continued for decades to completely unearth it in its totality.
Many buildings collapsed during the earthquake of 62 AD and were renovated, while the Basilicamanaged to remain standing, and therefore still retains its original decorations.
The sacred area, the Portico, is enclosed by a striking courtyard surrounded by 48 tuff-stone columns.
Inside the portico stand copies of the exquisite late Hellenistic bronze statues of Apollo (as an archer) and his twin sister, Diana. The original masterpieces are now housed in the Naples National Archaeological Museum
At the foot of the main temple steps, you will find a travertine marble altar and a surviving column that features an ancient sundial (meridian).
The building originally featured a grand portico and was designed to be open directly to the Forum, allowing citizens to move freely from outdoor trade to indoor legal and mercantile matters.
The structure and layout or the Basilica includes:
· The Colonnaded Hall: The vast central hall that was surrounded on all four sides by a corridor formed by imposing brick and limestone columns.
· The Omphalos: Inside the central cella, a carved rock of tuff was placed to represent the "navel of the world," modelled after the famous shrine at Delphi.
· The Macellum was the central food market where ancient residents bought and sold meat and fish.
To the east of the Forum, directly across from it, the building of Eumachia stood that was a massive, public structure, very elegant located on the eastern side of Pompeii's Civil Forum. The elegant building, financed by the powerful and prominent priestess Eumachia, a priestess, likely to be used as a wool market and headquarters for the fullers' guild.
It was dedicated to Concordia Augusta (a goddess embodying harmony in the imperial family) and the Gens Iulia (the imperial family of Augustus.
Architectural layout includes the façade that features a porch, a beautiful marble-clad entrance, and niches for statues of the Imperial family.
The interior courtyard is surrounded by a grand two-story colonnaded portico.
The apse is at the far end of the courtyard, displaying a statue of Livia (the wife of Augustus) as Concordia Augusta, flanked by statues of Tiberius and Drusus.
Due to its proximity to a fullonica (a laundry and textile dyeing workshop), it was a central hub for Pompeii's booming wool trade.
By funding such a grand building in the heart of the Forum, Eumachia aligned herself with the imperial family, using her wealth to gain immense civic power and influence in Roman society.
“Granai del Foro: The Forum Granaries, which now houses a massive collection of excavated clay, household tools, and archaeological finds. This was a storage facility, situated near the Forum, now acting as a museum storing hundreds of artifacts. It is also the most moving site, where you can see plaster casts of victims preserved in their final moments.”
Then we walked into the Granai del Foro: The Forum Granaries … and stopped dead in our tracks.
“These are some of the numerous plaster casts of victims who were buried alive under the ash of Vesuvius. Eventually their bodies disintegrated and left cavities. When archaeologists realised this, they opened small holes and poured Plaster of Paris in … and this is the gruesome evidence of these people’s last moments. Heartbreaking … I always get emotional when I see this. I keep on discovering new facets and facts …”
“This is heart-wrenching, indeed …!” I whispered, my voice not too steady …
Raffaello put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me,
“*Sei una persona davvero speciale, Antonio! Mi hai rubato il cuore… (You're a very special person, Antonio! You’ve stolen my heart …)*” Raffaello whispered softly, and hugged me again.
“*Anche tu (You too …)*” I whispered and hugged him too, my face on his shoulder …
Raffaello let go of my shoulder and clapped his hands.
“Guys, if you’re still curious about the places we’ve visited in Pompeii, please read the notes I've included on the sites, including this one, as The Basilica was one of the most significant and important buildings in Pompeii. But André, I’m sure you’re first going to search for Casa dei Vettii, on your iPhone, or what? Or the Lupanare?”
“You caught on fast Mr Mysterious! Yes, he is a handful … erm … there are others here who are even more than a “handful”, let me tell you, but he is the boisterous one, fired on by his two partners-in-crime, Pierre … ahem … and Johann ... ahem! I’m saying nothing more!” Clive said.
“Clive? Is this what your love interest, Pierre rubbed off on you? Your dad would be so proud of you!” Johann blurted out.
Clive hugged Johann and kissed him …
“You're super, but still a beautiful backstabber, Mr Rubberman!”
“Johann, I’m not just a TV actor, I picked up very early who’s who in the zoo here, and I have eyes in my head and can see the big bulges, big hands, big feet … ahem! But, I’m glad you didn’t notice anything about me …” Raffaello got in.
“Excuse me, Mr Oh-so-holy-and-pure! Do you think we’re dumb and stupid, or blind? A blind person could see the evidence that you’re trying to hide, and that it’s way above the rest of us! So, I think there is going to be a measuring parade in Sorrento tonight! Drinks at our hotel first? Armando, do you think the hotel would mind if we invite this horrid troll for dinner and a drink and …? Don’t mention the ‘and’ to the management!” Pierre piped up.
My godd! What did Pierre have in his drinks at the pizzeria earlier? But, I had to concur: I was super curious about Raffaello … damn it! He’s just so super beautiful and it’s very obvious and clear he was hung like an elephant!
“Gentlemen, we’re almost done and then you are rid of me …”
“No way, José! Not so fast! You’re visiting us at our hotel tonight. My wife has made arrangements and booked us in the Coltur Suites. It's for only one night, it has a good view and is close to restaurants. Perhaps you could suggest a restaurant?” Armando said.
“That sounds great! I’m not familiar with Coltur Suites, but I’m sure it’s good. Sorrento is a very classy city. And actually, I know just the restaurant for you: Chantecler's Trattoria. I have found this restaurant that is off the main roads, on its own little alleyway, behind a church. So yes, it’s a little hidden. And it’s a gem with wonderful food, affordable prices, and many of the other diners are friends of the owners – I’ve become one too. It gives it an authentic feeling. Less touristy and with a more local feel. One of the waitresses is the daughter of the owners, and her mom is one of the main chefs in the kitchen. Thus, a lovely family-run spot. I eat there at least once a week and you can have starters, mains, and sharing a tiramisu at the end.” Raffaello just solved our dinner plans for us!
“OK, I’m not going to drone on anymore. All there is to know about the Basilica is in the notes I prepared for you. I hope you’ve taken enough pictures as so many of the pictures online are not available for downloading. Come, let’s go: it’s 16:50.” Raffaello said as he led us out of the Forum, with the Temple of Apollo on our right, and the Basilica on our left. We walked westwards on Via Marina to the gate.
We stopped at the shop and of course many of us small replicas of Priapus (André as well as most of the group, bought a small replica), and some other replicas and décor such as small resin or bronze statues, miniature Roman columns, and high-quality canvas prints of famous mosaics or frescoes. Some also bought terracotta and ceramic goods like miniature amphorae, bowls, and hand-painted Christmas ornaments.
When Raffaello saw us with our Priapuses, he smiled and approached André. “Happy now?” and ruffled André’s hair.
As it was at the end of the day, instead of retaliating, André hugged the tall man and kissed him! What? My brother beat me at kissing this tall hung hunk! Damn! I’m dying to kiss Raffaello!
But I was glad for my brother.
“That was to say thank you for being such beautiful and horrible nightmare of a bad guide! We will not forget or forgive you. Only if you come to visit us, I might revise my verdict and allow some ease on your sentence. So, what do you say, Raffa?” André said and Raffaello burst out laughing.
“Is that an invitation or a threat? Or both?” He ruffled André’s hair again and hugged my brother to him, pulled me into the hug too and I felt his huge bulge pushing high against my thigh. He bent down and kissed me too. Fuck! My heart melted … Wow!
“It is an invitation, Raffaello! Sheez, André! Dad and Mom will have their work cut out to save you from yourself!” I joked, and for that André kissed me too, while I had Raffaello hugging me to him.
“Seeing that I have no idea, not the feintest in the least, of whom I kissed, I think I’ll have to kiss the other twin … What do you guys suggest I do?” Raffaello said, with a hand on a shoulder of each one of us.
He pretended to look confused, looked at us in turn and frowned.
“Kiss Ant and get it over with! You both want it! Just do it, Ita!” Pierre said loudly. The other cheered and there was lots of laughing.
Raffaello let go of André’s shoulder, looked deep into my eyes, pulled me closer … I felt his enormous bulge pushing against me and was almost dying … Fuck!
“And you, do you think you deserve to feel these exquisite lips on yours?” Raffello joked. His eyes were joking but his mouth was already pouting …
“Kiss him, damn it! What are you waiting for? An engraved invitation? Or do you want me to show you how to kiss our man?” Johann said and took a step closer.
Raffaello was smiling and his beautiful mouth became an invitation and a promise, and my heartbeat quickened …
When his lips met mine, I knew … I just KNEW, this man was a lover of note! And bummer! He’s living in Italia … fuck!
The group was cheering and hooting while the kiss intensified … his tongue entered my mouth and I was a goner! I sucked the huge tongue deep into my mouth while he put his one arm around my chest and the other behind my head.
His insanely big bulge pushed against my lower tummy and I knew this man was a keeper, someone who deserves more than a kiss, more than one night, but he deserves to be a part of our big happy family.
“Are you performing artificial resuscitation or is that the Italiano version of stealing someone’s breath? Come on Ita, that’s enough! You can't have so many privileges with him so soon. No, stop it now, before he hates us all and has eyes for you only! Stop it now!” Pierre said and jokingly pretended to pull me off Raffaello, but in effect, he hugged me from behind and I felt his hard dick pushing against me …
“I’m just making sure he knows I’ve noticed him and will put in a good word with the Italiano police if he’s arrested for disturbing the peace in Sorrento!” Raffaello joked, and pulled Pierre closer.
“You’re a chancer of note!” André put in and hugged the Italiano.
“OK guys, the show is over for now, we can leave now and retreat to Sorrento,” Raffaello said,
“And that, gentlemen, is the end of our tour of Pompeii in the delightful company of Raffaello Di Stefano, the super sexy TV star on Italian TV. Grazie mille, Raffeollo!” Armando said.
“Before we say goodbye to Pompeii, I want us to remember these things,” Raffaello said:
“These are the top 6 Things you saw at Pompeii you should remember are … and when I'm hopefully in Cape Town in March, you're going to write an exam, André!”
“So, first I get a kiss that will be the cause of many nightmares, and now you're also picking on me .. I'm hurt … deeply so …” (hand on his heart – very melodramatic!) “… I actually started to like you, you elephant troll!” André at his best.
“Too bad! I like you too … and your more beautiful brother too!”
“That does it! I'm calling Dad! What you're doing is illegal under International Law on discrimination against the older and more beautiful twin! They’ll have your monster balls for that!” André said under the loud laughing of all of us.
“And if he does have monster balls and wants to feed you …? Are you still going to report him, delinquent?” Pierre said, ruffling André’s hair.
“My hair! You beautiful tall wet dream on legs! I'm telling Dad to keep his knife sharp! You'll be so sorry you … hmmmphh!” André was silenced when Pierre hugged him close and kissed him.
“How the hell is it possible that you're intelligent, tall, fucking beautiful, hung like a horse, a super lover and champion squash player … AND a good kisser? I'm reporting you too to the International Committee against Discrimination! But … one more kiss …?” André gasped.
We were all laughing so hard, other visitors who were also leaving, stopped and stared some sniggered and shook their heads.
“Really? Are you really coming to South Africa?” I asked, and my dick twitched.
“My plans for our hiatus have not been finalised, but after today, I think I know what my destination for that time will be! If you’ll have me …” Raffaello said and winked at me.
My heart made a summersault …!
“’If we will have you …’ What kind of rubbish talk is that! Of COURSE you'll be welcome, Raffaello! We’ll talk tonight.” Pierre said.
Raffaello laughed and said: “As I was saying, the top 6 Things you saw at Pompeii you should remember, are:
The Forum (Foro di Pompei): The heart of the ancient city, this grand rectangular plaza features columns and ruins of essential civic buildings like the Basilica and temples, with stunning views of Mount Vesuvius.
The Basilica: The Basilica of Pompeii was the largest and most important public building in the city. Built in the 2nd century B.C. (around 130–120 B.C.), it served as a bustling hub for the town's law courts, magistrates, and commercial trading. It’s famed for its First Style wall paintings. Its grand interior featured stucco walls replicating expensive marble (the ancient, decorative plasterwork that covered the interior walls of the building), 28 towering 11-meter brick columns, and a raised tribunal opposite the entrance adorned with Corinthian columns.
The House of the Vettii (Casa dei Vettii): Known for its opulent and well-preserved frescoes, this home offers a fascinating look into the lives of Pompeii's wealthy freedmen, complete with a detailed, lushly decorated atrium and peristyle garden. And the fresco of Priapus …
House of the Faun (Casa del Fauno): One of the largest and most impressive private residences in Pompeii, featuring elaborate mosaic flooring (including a replica of the famous Alexander Mosaic) and a bronze statue of a dancing faun.
The Amphitheatre (Anfiteatro): As one of the oldest surviving Roman arenas, this massive structure could hold 20 000 spectators. Visitors can walk into the centre of the arena where gladiators once fought.
“Granai del Foro: The Forum Granaries, which now houses a massive collection of excavated clay, household tools, and archaeological finds. This was a storage facility, situated near the Forum, now acting as a museum storing hundreds of artifacts. It is also the most moving site, where you can see plaster casts of victims preserved in their final moments.”
“OK, that’s it! It's 1705, let’s get out. Please wait for me outside,” Raffaello said and disappeared into the offices. We exited the park while Raffaello signed off.
“Let’s wait for him and ask him if we should meet at Coltur Suites, or at the restaurant he suggests, the Chantecler's Trattoria,” Armando said.
We waited outside the entrance and donned our beanies and scarves, and pulled our jackets tight around our bodies. And we huddled together like a flock of penguins on the South Pole, except we put our hands in other guys’ pockets, and of course in some cases some huge hard objects pushed against our hands, and in some cases the hardness was accompanied by wetness … hmmmm!
The mood was relaxed, happy and we exchanged thoughts of what we saw, experienced and how we feel about a great day.
“So then guys: how did you enjoy today? Tomorrow will also bring some highlights, but I think we covered some real significant and important showstoppers in Italy today. Which did you enjoy most?” Armando asked.
“The waterfalls and fountains at Villa d’Este! It’s an absolute marvel. Thanks for that, Armando!” I said and squeezed his arm. He pulled me into an embrace and kissed me on the cheek.
“You’re most welcome! I’m glad you enjoyed it!”
“Yes, Villa d’Este was super, but to see Pompeii was an eye-opener. To see how people lived in 79AD, to see the superior development and the amenities they had, was spectacular,” Pierre said.
“I think I’m speaking on behalf of everyone here and that is: today was the best day we’ve had in Italy. Not that our days in northern Italy and Firenze weren’t good, but today proved to me why people visit Italy in their thousands. It really is a destination worth every euro, dollar, pound, Rand! The main fact is: Italy has a wealth of historically important and beautiful artifacts, buildings, plazas, and the food and … the MEN … the MEN! My goodness! Antonio, I’m sure you’re glad we came to Italy to meet Piero, his Dad and some of the others … I have to concur: the men that we’ve met here are all hung like horses! We’ll not ask you to point out your favourite … hmmm!” Johann said, hugged me and put his fingers in my hair to make the hug just so more personal. “Just remember, all these huge dicks don’t and can't and won't replace the love we have for you and for each other!”
“Hear! Hear!” everybody said and each had some highlight he liked or that stood out. All in all, it was a super successful day. Unfortunately too short for all we’d have loved to see. Now we’ve whetted our appetite and we’ll return for the rest.
Raffaello came through the gates and when he saw us standing so close together, a warm smile converted his super sexy face into something unimaginable: this man isn’t merely a super TV star, he is a superior warm human being, one that we suspected is hung like a horse … little did we know!
“Right guys! Have you decided on a POA for now? I suggest you go to your hotel, book in, shower and get ready, and then meet me at the Chantecler's Trattoria at, let’s say about 19? It’s just after 17 now. It's only about 55 minutes to Sorrento, so it will give you ample time to change from some dirty, filthy street cats into some clean, beautiful and charming princes! I’ll organise with the owner at the trattoria to get a table with a view. You’ll enjoy the restaurant very much. And then, we can decide if you want me to come visit you at your hotel to say goodbye properly … How does that sound to you?” Raffaello said. The little devils danced in his eyes as he looked at us. When my eye caught his, he pulled a small face of uncertainty if it was me or André. When I winked at him, he understood and winked back. He was pushing past the others towards me.
“*Voglio vederti e conoscerti stasera, per favore! Userò sicuramente i miei giorni di ferie quando finiremo l'episodio 13 della stagione attuale qui ad Amalfi per venire a trovarvi, ma soprattutto te. Ti piacerà molto il mio enorme, e so come usarlo per farti desiderare di più... E voglio che tu lo provi stasera così saprai cosa ti aspetta! Con tutti così vicini, potresti dare una rapida occhiata se vuoi... hmmm! Farò l'amore con te in modo super speciale e ti darò li8tri di latte maschile italiano in profondità dentro di te! Che ne dici? (I want to see and experience you tonight, please! I’m definitely going to use my leave days when we finish episode 13 of the current season here in Amalfi, to come visit you guys, but especially you. You’ll enjoy my huge one very much, and I know how to use it to make you want more … And I want you to experience it tonight so you know what is in stall for you! With everybody standing so close together, you could have a quick feel if you like … hmmm! I’m going to make super and special love to you, and give you litres of Italian man milk deep inside you! How does that sound?*” Raffaello whispered in my ear, and pulled me in for a hug between all the others.
I was in Raffaello’s arms and put my hand behind the overhang of the front of his jacket, cupped his bulge and gasped … it was MASSIVE! To take this monster in my hand, suck the head – I was sure I'd not be able to get more in my mouth! – and getting fucked, and bred, sounded like a wet dream come true!
“La cosa più bella della giornata è stata incontrarti, conoscerti un po' meglio, mio bellissimo e sexy amico! Spero di poter vivere un'esperienza simile e che tu venga a trovarci in Sudafrica! Sei il mio eroe, Raffaello!” (My best experience of the day was meeting you, getting to know a bit about you, my most beautiful sexy friend! I hope to experience it and that you'll come visit us in South Africa! You are my hero, Raffaello!”) I whispered palming his throbbing monster in his pants …
*Sì, per favore! (Yes, please!)*”
“What’s with the whispering, Antonio and Raffaello? We’re planning to thank you properly tonight. I suppose that’s what you were telling him, Antonio? Keep it a surprise, hmmm?
“Now, what’s the plan? Everybody happy with Raffaello’s plan to go to our hotel and then meet him at Chantecler’s Trattoria at 19?” Armando asked. “Right then – let’s go. Antonio, please find our Kombis with your iPhone? Grazie mille, Raffaello! Ci vediamo alla Trattoria Chantecler alle 19. (We’ll see you at Chantecler's Trattoria at 19)”.
Raffaello stood waiting at the gate as we left to find our Kombis. As we turned into a lane of parked vehicles, I looked back and he waved at me. My heart jumped. Easy boy! Easy!
We found our Kombis and soon we were on our way to Sorrento. We were in a happy mood and I was ensconced between the two Italianos for a change: Luigi and Piero. Clive and Pierre, and of course poor Giovanni, were not sad, but I wish they could all sit WITH me and touch me and me touching them …
I realised again what a lucky guy I am. And now with another Italiano that is about to be added to the “band of thieves” (à la Aladdin, the movie) from Stellenbosch! And what a statuesque man he is, and a worthy addition … Fuuccckkkk!
What a day it was! And it wasn’t over yet!
= To be continued =
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