THE ITALIAN GYM MASTER

Author: Nikolaige nikolaige@yahoo.com

Jimmy's school was of a progressive nature and even offered Italian lessons. The Italian master was also a physical education teacher. His name was Giovanni Mastrantonio, but the boys had given him the nickname of Joe. He was a wiry muscular man of about forty with a bristly beard which he kept trimmed in an almost Shakespearean manner. He was unusually tall for an Italian and had remarkably blue eyes that seemed to penetrate whoever he was looking at. He also had large hairy hands at the end of muscular hairy arms, and through the neck of his sweatshirt one could see the beginning of a obviously very hairy chest.

"Joe" vowed that the thing he admired most about English Public Schools was the discipline.....especially the institution of the cane.....and in fact he needed little provocation to display this faith......and often delivered the most viscous canings the school could provide.

Jimmy thought "Joe" was very attractive and often wanked in the dorm at night imagining himself
being kissed by Joe's prickly bearded mouth and feeling a probably large cock being pressed against
his. He also often imagined a situation in which he was to experience one of the famous "Joe"
beatings. Those hairy arms excited him considerably during gym lessons, and in his last year he
decided that he had to get himself caned by "Joe" before leaving school altogether. So he decided to
deliberately provoke Joe into the required attention....this he did by failing a vault and contriving to
split his Gym shorts, thus causing general amusement to the rest of the class. As he had hoped "Joe"
realised that he had done it on purpose and required Jimmy in his heavily accented but very sexy
English to report to the shower room before bed that evening. Everyone, including Jimmy knew what
this meant......and Jimmy felt a stirring in his now exposed jock strap at the mere thought of what
would be coming to him that evening.

At the appointed time after supper, at which to be honest Jimmy had eaten virtually nothing, he went
to the shower room feeling very excited and frightened at the same time....but after all this is what he
had wanted. As soon as he entered the large bleak room which housed the showers for the gym he
saw "Joe" clad only in a pair of tight gym shorts bending over swishing something around in one of the
troughs that collected the shower water. Jimmy couldn't help admiring the strong muscular hairy
thighs firmly wrapped by the the thin cotton material. He didn't quite know what to do so he coughed
to announce his presence, "Joe" straightened himself up and turned round with a long heavy cane
dripping water in his strong right hand, at the same time displaying his impressively hairy chest to
Jimmy's admiring gaze. Flexing the cane to test its suppleness he said:

"Ah, here you are Jim, I was just soaking my best cane to render it more serviceable for our
appointment, but from the feel of things I should say it was more than ready for use now.....so take off
your clothes please, as I intend to deal with you bare."

As Jimmy complied wondering if "Joe" would notice his semi-erection the butch gym instructor ,
indicating a table which he had clearly put in position beforehand in the centre of the room,
continued:

 "Then bend over that table with your legs against the outside of the table legs and grip hold of the
tabletop as far along it as you can."

Jimmy felt very unprotected...after all he was completely naked! But this was what he had fantasised
about many a time and now he would experience it for real! "Joe" swished the cane menacingly a
couple of times and began running om the spot as if to further loosen up his  well-trained
muscles.Jimmy stretched himself over the table as instructed and waited with pounding heart for the
first stroke. "Joe" took up position about six paces back and diagonally to Jimmy's left, then paced
towards the white arse presented to him and gently tapped the cool cane across the tight buttocks so
as to take a really efficient aim. Then he said:

 "Oh, by the way I' m going to give you six to start with and then you can throw a  dice that you'll
find in the table drawer to see how many more we'll need to conclude our business."

Jim looked over his shoulder at the hairy muscular guy who was taking up his final position and
noticed an enormous protuberance bursting to get out of "Joe's" tight gym shorts.....there even
seemed to be a damp patch at it's extremity..but perhaps it was only a drop of water off the wet cane.
As Jim was wondering about this..."Joe" started his first run up with heavy measured paces raising
the cane and bringing it down with perfect timing and a sizzling swish ...accompanied by a grunt of
effort and a high-pitched craaaaaaaaack of rattan on flesh as it bit several millimetres into Jim's
waiting arse.

"Joe" was a real expert with a cane and always managed to maintain a perfect angle of attack whilst
using the end portion of the cane so that it wrapped itself evenly around both buttocks causing the
maximum pain. For a second or two Jim felt nothing....then both buttocks seemed to explode as an
agonising stripe of fire registered itself and the first purple-red wheal began to appear giving "Joe "
something to aim for with the next stroke.Jim gripped the table harder and gasped audibly. "Joe"
smiled to himself as he walked casually back to his starting point massaging his hairy right arm with
his big left hand and rolling his shoulders.

"Well, Jim...that was just an aperitif...the best is yet to come.....you flaunted your arse at us during
gym...well I'm going to give you something more spectacular to flaunt amongst your friends in the
dorm tonight......a nice series of purple stripes.......and now here comes number two."

And again the butch Italian ran up to the now striped arse presented to him and delivered a second
mighty stroke.

 SSSSSSSST.........CRAAAAAAAACK!!!

Jim gripped the table harder and almost screamed as the second stroke cut into his arse neatly
alongside the first with even more force. The old table creaked and slid forward a centimetre. "Joe"
was smiling, his straight white teeth contrasting with his dark brown beard, Jim longed to touch the
strong hairy body and kiss the prickly beard but how could he dare to admit it! Suddenly "Joe" passed
the cane over to his left hand and unexpectedly ran his right hand over the raised purple corrugations
on Jim's arse. Even the gentle touch of warm flesh made Jim wince as the weals were almost splitting
open, so efficient was "Joe's" caning action after several years of regular practice.

" Hmm.. I seem to be getting more efficient as time passes." said "Joe", laughing.

 Jimmy shuddered with masochistic pleasure at the touch of the big firm hand , but said nothing.
"Joe" took up position again and with a fast run up smashed the third even more devastating stroke
into Jimmy's suffering posterior. Jimmy was almost more surprised by the sharpness of the

SSSSSSSST....CRRRAAAAAACK!

 than by the excruciating flood of pain that shot through his arse and flashed through his brain like a
thunderbolt. He nearly screamed but managed to stay more or less silent and in position although this
caused him extra discomfort as his now super erect prick was squashed against the table and he
could feel a little pool of pre-cum filling his navel. To ease this latter discomfort he rubbed his cock
up and down the table top as if it had been something decidedly more responsive. "Joe" noticed , and
said :

" You seem to be enjoying this almost as much as I am....maybe after I've finished caning you I could
teach you a thing or two  which aren't usually included in the School syllabus but which I'm sure
you'd find both interesting and pleasant."

 Jim gasped and thought to himself:

 "Does he mean what I think he means?"

 but only replied::

 "I think I'd like that Sir , I'm willing to try anything once."

 "Joe" had in the meantime returned to his starting position and now delivered a fourth sizzling stroke
that was even more excruciating than the previous three. Then, during a longer pause than usual...he
suddenly lowered his gym shorts and stepped out of them leaving them in a crumpled heap on the
floor. He was not wearing  a jock-strap and so his large proudly erect prick was revealed in all its
splendour with an unmistakable drop of pre-cum glistening on its tip.

"Go on boy touch it ...or better still suck it....."

ordered "Joe" as he moved round the table until his magnificent phallus was only inches from
Jimmy's face. Jim could smell the unmistakably masculine smell of a sweaty crutch...which turned
him on even more than his caning had already done. He stretched out his hands and guided the sticky
monster towards his mouth. First he licked off the pre-cum which tasted of greater things to
come...then he with some difficulty  took most of the glistening  eight and a half inches into his
mouth...."Joe" moaned with pleasure but all too soon withdrew his member saying as he returned to
his run-up position :

" But we've got to finish our homework first ...business before pleasure."

Jimmy who was still savouring the taste of mature manhood was quite unprepared when he was
vaguely aware of a high pitched

 SSSSSSSSSSST followed by a deafening CRRRRRAAAAAAAAACK!!!

 and a stripe of liquid fire across his already mangled bum....in fact this time he let out a yell that
wasn't far off a scream of agony. "Joe" who was obviously now looking forward to the promised
"extra" lesson didn't leave the usual pause before welting down the sixth stroke which he managed to
deliver with even more muscular force than the first five causing Jimmy to let out another yell. Then
he threw down the cane and the next thing Jimmy felt was "Joe's" prickly beard on his massacred
bum as the butch Italian started licking his atrocious bruises. Jim was near to coming when "Joe"
said:

 " Take the dice out of the drawer and throw it... if it's a one - I'll suck you off - if it's a two you suck
me off - if it's a three you fuck my arse - if it's a four I fuck yours - if it's a five I give you five more
strokes but you fuck me - if it's a six  I give you six more strokes and I fuck you. O.K? "

Jim took the dice out of the drawer without replying and threw it onto the gnarled old table....it rolled
over several times and came to a standstill on six.

" Ah ha..it's my lucky day" laughed "Joe", " You get another six....but  first -   I want to be kissed by
you  and sucked by you!"   Saying this he folded Jim in a powerful hairy embrace and planted a
prickly tongue searching kiss on the boy's only too eager mouth. Jim pressed himself against the
older man's hairy body in near ecstasy, almost forgetting how his burning arse was  going to get
another six strokes. "Joe" gently but firmly pushed Jim's head down across his broad hairy chest
towards his waiting erect prick...there was no need to impart instructions Jim knew what was
expected of him and was looking forward to it! He opened his mouth as wide as he could and
accommodated the splendid cock presented to him....till he felt it pressing against the back of his throat.
He started pumping his head slowly up and down the rigid shaft as if he'd done it hundreds of times
before, "Joe" started to moan with pleasure....but suddenly he pushed Jim's head away and said:

 " Now turn round and bend over the table again, before completing your well-deserved punishment
I'm going to teach you what it feels like to be fucked....but first..." 

with that he turned Jim round himself and then buried his bearded face in Jim's arse licking it to
lubricate it well before attempting penetration. At the feel of "Joe's" prickly butch beard against his
burning stripes and a warm moist tongue up his hole Jim was in great danger of coming, and  groaned
with pleasure. However the prickly sensation was soon to be accompanied by a new one....that is to
say Jim felt a hairy chest pressed against his back as a monstrously rigid object forced its way, even if
gently, up his arse. He tried to relax his sphincter to permit "Joe's" outsized member to penetrate
him...but it was almost impossible. "Joe", however, slowly but firmly pushed himself into the tight
bruised arse under him, and at the same time began to fondle Jim's prick....that did it...Jim pushed
back against the invading monster until he felt himself fully impaled with "Joe's" plentiful and
prickly pubes pressed against his scalding buttocks. "Joe" began thrusting firmly in and out .. grunting
softly...Jim ran his hands over the backs of "Joe's" hairy thighs and pushed his arse further back onto
the invading cock. Then suddenly "Joe" withdrew his meaty weapon and picked up the discarded
wooden one ...the cane!!

 " Stay bent over the table  and prepare yourself for your final six!"

Jim complied as "Joe" walked back to his run up position. Then he ran up a little faster than before
and crashed down the first stroke with a grunt of effort.

SSSSSSSSSSSST...................CRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKK!!!!!!

 The cane hissed through the air like summer lightening  tearing into Jim's bum with a report like a
volley of rifles! This time ...Jim had to yell and how!!! The pain was unbelievable, but so was the
excitement.....in fact he even managed to gasp:

 " Harder sir...lay into me harder...I want to remember this beating for a good long time!"

 " Oh you will, boy, you will!" muttered "Joe" as he took up position for the next stroke.

SSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTT........CRRRRRRRAAAAAAAACK!!!!.

 Jim squirmed in agony and pleasure, letting out a prolonged screech " Ahhhhhiiiiiiiiiii!".

"Joe" went back a further two steps and ran up even faster putting his whole weight behind the next
stroke:

SSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTT.......CRRRRRRRAAAAAAACK!!!!!!

 "Ahhhhhhiiiiiiiii!!!!!! Don't stop, Sir.....I want more and harder still!"

"O.K. son you've asked for it.....and here it comes...."

and so saying "Joe" went down to the far end of the room and placed his left foot against the wall so
as to launch himself into his run-up with even more power....Jim heard eight heavy thumps as the big
guy ran towards him...and then again:

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTT.......CRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!

"Ahhhhhhiiiii!!!Ahhhhiiiii!!!! he yelled, "That was beyond belief!!!"

"O.K. this is the last stroke before I fuck you crazy!"

This time "Joe" lost no time and ran up really fast making the cane swish through the the air in a
yellow blur:

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTT..............CRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The last stroke actually split the swollen purple skin from cheek to cheek and blood began to flow
quite freely, but "Joe" didn't waste time.......he threw aside the cane for the last time and rammed his
cock, quite brutally this time, up Jim's tortured arse and began thrusting with amazing force.....his
hairy groin bouncing off Jim's bleeding bum and causing considerable pain, but Jim was so excited
that he began to come with violent screams and shudders which immediately provoked "Joe's"
orgasm and he too began to shout as he rammed into Jim's arse delivering his load with all his
considerable brute force! Then...all was calm, the big hairy Italian lay still deeply implanted in the
boy crushed under him panting heavily and Jim could feel "Joe's" sweat running down onto his back
and he actually sighed with pleasure and disappointment when Joe finally withdrew his wilting cock
and said:

 " Well, boy....that's it for today but any time you want to fool around in gym....we can repeat the
experiment.....It's all up to you!"

" I'm sure I shall be fooling around again ...but not for a month or so...or else I'll have no arse left!!!"

Then they both got dressed and after a last long prickly, tongue probing kiss......"Joe" returned to his
lodgings, a tired, but satisfied man, and Jim painfully made his way to his dorm where he would be
able to proudly show off his remarkable trophies.....but where he had no intention of revealing any
other details of his session with "Joe"......The rest (and the best) was to be silence!