I was driving from Austria to my new assignment in Italy. I had a few days leave, so I wanted to make this trip into a vacation also. I had spent the night in Innsbruck, the next morning, I started my drive toward a small village that was located in the Donomite Mountains, south of the Berner Pass This was known as South Tyrol. South Tyrol was taken away from Austria in 1918 and given to Italy after World War I. This is the way I remember things.

During a ski trip to Italy, I met Karl. He was a gay stud that lived near this village. He said that he was having a good time sucking the local men and was known as the village cocksucker. He told me that he had started sucking his schoolmates when he was young and never did stop it. I got very horny just listening to his stories.

Karl had told me some fascinating stories about his village and the studs living there, so he invited me to visit him in his village. I wrote him about my trip and was lucky to find that he would be at his home during this time.

He told me that the people lived, worked and spoke as they did hundreds of years ago. Nothing had changed in time - time stood still in this area. It all started back in the Roman times when the Romans forced men into the Roman army. Each day the men were forced to fight for the Roman army. After a day of fighting, they were given their ration of food. The soldier then took this food back to the area where his camp was set up.

In this camp were the women that followed the Roman army into battle. The women then would cook the food for the soldier; in return she was able to share the food with the soldier. This is how the women were able to survive. After the soldier and the women had their meal, they would sleep together. If a soldier was killed in battle during the day, then the women had to find a new soldier to let her share his food and bed.

The soldiers were unhappy being in the Roman army but they had no choice. Then a group of soldiers found a hidden valley, very high up in the mountains. Nobody could see this valley from the lower elevations or other mountaintops, since it was so secluded and isolated. The Roman soldiers then deserted the army. They took their women, children, cows, chickens, grain, tools and weapons. Once they arrived at this hidden valley, they started dividing up the land, building houses and made this place their home. This is the valley I was driving to!

At the Berner Pass I went through customs. The border guards were sexy as hell - really nice. After going through customs, I headed toward Bozano, Italy. I had a map, and before I got to Bozano, I had to make a left turn and head up a steep gravel road to the hidden valley. I was thankful that there were no vehicles on this road. The road was just wide enough for my car. As I drove up that road I went into another world.

At last I entered the village that I was looking for. Karl had made reservations for me at the only guesthouse. I was welcomed to the guesthouse by the owner, shown my room and