Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2009 00:54:51 -0700 From: dnrock@rock.com Subject: Red 13 Red by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com) Dear Reader: Another of my stories called Paidi Nisi will have begun being posted by the time you read this. You may which to begin reading it too. It can be found in Gay Male Adult-youth. 13: Paidi Nisi One Paidi Nisi (Boy Island) is indeed a boy paradise. It is an all male society, on a small, out of the way, Greek island. The organizational model is along the old Greek lines of the gymnasium. The patriarchal leaders of this society are the lovers Thanos and Dem. Thanos is a shipping executive and Dem a physician. They have a covey of boys: three biological sons, four adopted sons and one ward, between the ages of 17 and 13. A small group of tutors, guardians, coaches, security, medial staff and the like, all live in a huge palace. Sepp Albrech and his graduate students also live in the main house. The island comes equipped with modern communications, airplanes, ships, boats, ATV's, bicycles, class rooms, workshops and about anything a boy would ever want, except girls. On Paidi Nisi clothing is optional and mostly ignored, except for uniforms of duty, sports, safety equipment and the like. The boys live in a large dorm, which is off limits to adults. The adults all have their own rooms, which are off limits to boys, unless invited. Sex is freely exchanged between any and all willing partners. The points here are freely exchanged and willing. Each boy is expected to participate in every duty, activity and sport to the best of his ability, including guest boys. Academic studies are year around and all boys and men are encouraged to take on hobbies or skill training, learning and doing are life long. Sepp's graduate students are not into younger boys but do sexually interact with the older three and many of the men. Thanos is the fixed wing pilot-instructor and sea captain; Dem the hello pilot- instructor and pediatrician. All the boys are learning to fly and many of the guardians are also pilots. [Since so many new people will be interacting with Russ and Kos, the following information may prove useful to the reader: Anthanasius (Thanos) Papas -31- 6' 4'' (1.9 m) 80 kg (180 lbs) "Leader of the Pack", smart, black hair, blue eyes, swimmer's body, very fit, strong and interested in doing everything. Fancies himself as the new renaissance man. Shipping company executive. Dinosthenis (Dem) Koronios, Medical Dr., boyhood friend/lover/life partner of Thanos, boys call him dad or Dem. He is 31, 1.55 m (5'11") 82 kg (l85 lbs), black curly hair, brown eyes, dark complexion, he looks very Greek. Likes sports and classical music. The Brothers: Yannie (John) Papas, 17 one of Thanos' biological sons, the literary and artistic one, just under 6' tall and 56 kg (125± lbs), Straight Brown hair that gets a reddish highlight in the sun, brown eyes, almost hairless body, medium complexion, roundish face, thick eyebrows, strong nose. Favorite sport sailing. He thinks he wants to be a writer or reporter. Mother's name is Phaedra and step father Mat Konstantinos (Constantine) called Kon, Papas, 15, adopted Greek boy, He is blond and blue eyed, from the north of Greece, he to has a round face and strong nose, he is over 2 m (6'5") and still growing, weight 45 kg (100 lbs). The boy is very thin and very strong. Major activity is swimming. For his age has powerful shoulders and the cutest little bubble butt, he tans very dark and his blond hair get almost white in the sun. Iason (Jason) Papas, 15, adopted Greek Boy, he has brown hair, medium complexion, hazel eyes, he is solidly built, still short, only 1.6 m (5' 4" ), 54 kg, (120 lbs) but still growing. He likes contact and team sports, is the quietest of the boys, but already displays strong natural leadership skills. Photois (light) Papas, 17, hobby is photography, Likes the girls at least Jytte, his Danish girlfriend. Strong in math and science, a little introverted and camera shy. Spiros Papas, 17, best with money. His maternal grandparents are almost as rich as the Papas'. Spiros is very fond of his Uncle Thomas, Thanos' older brother. Spiros is average in height and build. Brown eyes and brown hair. He has a triangular shaped face and smiles and laughs easily and it seams smiles all the time. He is always making jokes and small prances. Sevastian (Sebastian) called Seb Papas, 13, adopted Russian orphan, keen sense of humor and devilish streak. Starved for adult human physical contact, likes physical contact with any male for that matter. Picks up social signals easily and has a great deal of compassion and empathy for others. He is very blond, blue gray eyes, thin and very well endowed for a boy. Maksimilian (Maximilian) called Max Papas, 13, adopted Russian orphan, he is sensitive to the feelings of others, starved for male affection from father figure. He is tall for his age, very strong, yellow blond with very blue eyes and a few freckles on his nose and cheeks. Stators Yanopaplouis Jr. from Nafpllon, Greece,18. He is an apprentice seaman/officer and a ward of Spriodon Papas the companies Board Chair. Stators is dark complicated, black haired, smooth skinned, medium build, a genius at scheduling. He is serving his apprenticeship with the Papas grandsons and is treated as an adopted child by Dem and Thanos, except he does have some corporate duties, mostly assisting Thanos, and he is paid. All the boys are well educated, encouraged to take part in all kinds of sports, including marshal arts. The boys are all bisexual or probably are, although most have no female experience except Photois.] I couldn't believe Athens, it is a fabulous place, at least it was for me. I love the food and the music too. Mom and Kos and I visited all the usual tourist places, we spend most of one day scrambling over the Acropolis, a big hill with the Parthenon and other temples on it. Quite a complex, even if it is under reconstruction. We walked from the Temple of Olympian Zeus at Vasilissis Olgas Avenue, along or under the southern slopes of the Acropolis near Plaka and came out just outside the Temple of Hephaestus in Theseum. This route provided us views of the Parthenon and the Agora (the meeting point of ancient Athenians), As I said, we then went up on the Acropolis. Mom and I were taking pictures but Kos was sketching like mad. It just seamed every place we turned was something for him to draw. He also had me take a lot of pictures, from his point of view. We spent a whole day at the National Archaeological Museum and another going from church to church and gardens to schools and so on. In the Ancient Agora mom seemed thrilled to be standing in the very spot Socrates stood. I was too. I also was impressed by the changing of the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The guards dress in funny skirts with long stockings and tight fitting jackets. Kos told me the skirts, which are quite short and made of hundreds of pleats, is a Kilt. The also have wooden shoes with metal on the bottom, they do make a noise. Dr. Koronios met us at the hospital, where he runs a clinic, I spent the morning doing all kinds of tests. I sure like him. He is just like Sepp described. Handsome and tall, slim and very fit. He his dark hair and eyes and an infectious laugh. He speaks English with a kind of cute accent but seams to know all the latest slang. I guess his sons keep him informed and up to date. While I was being poked, prodded, x-rayed and bleed, he sent Kos and mom over to the offices of Papas Shipping, to visit with his life partner Thanos Papas and learn a bit more about the island we will be visiting. The only problem I have is the heat. It is just way to hot in Athens in the summer for me, it was 40 C, that afternoon. Dem, that is what he told me to call him, said it would be that hot or hotter on the island, in the afternoon; with the sea never more than a few hundred meters from you, swimming is always an option. I guess mom talked to Professor Albrech on the phone too, so she seamed easy with leaving Kos and I here for a week of fun. Little did she know what kind of fun all of us boys had in mind. Kos and I have been e-mailing the Papas brothers for weeks now. Boy sex is the order to the day and from the photographs they emailed us, one it will be easy to cary out. That afternoon Kos and I took mom to the airport in a taxi and drop off our stuff at one of the business aircraft centre. God am I glad I have a real family. I'm even more glad that family includes lots of sex with my brother but even it it didn't have any, I would be glade. I know I haven't mentioned Sheila or my other friends back home. I am sending lots of emails and pictures home, all the time. Sheila misses me and I miss her too. Photois, one of the Papas brothers, has a girlfriend in Denmark. He told me you get accustomed to being separated and him being older, gets compensated very well, when ever they do have a chance to physically get together. We met up with Dem and Thanos in the lobby of Papas Shipping and headed out for some food. One of the brothers was also in town visiting his grandparents, his name is Jason (Iason in Greek), he was already at their home. Dem warned us, Jason is the family organizer, be prepared to be organized or perhaps Jasonized. Their body guard and driver is named Paul (Pavlos in Greek). He is a huge man and very military but he has the softest smile and sweetest voice imaginable, at least when he talks to me. We were guests at the Koronios home and when Dem explained, our mother was a teaching colleague of Professor Albrech and that we had been in Athens for several day sight seeing; she went into grandmother mode. You didn't need to speak Greek, to understand her admonishing Dem and Thanos for not giving her a chance to meet our mother and personally take us around Athens. Jason just rolled his eyes when she started in on them. He told us, grandmother Papas would do the same thing when she arrived, which would be shortly, since they lived in the next house. He then told Kos, that since he was under 30, she would treat him as a boy and not to be offended. Kos laughed, "I think all grandmothers learn from the same book, ours are no different, are they Russ?" I sure like Jason but I knew I would from our emails. It was like we already had met and played together. He is older than me but that didn't seam to matter to him. I think having younger brothers my age, makes the difference. I am really looking forward to meeting Max and Seb, those same younger brothers. No one said anything to me but Kon, Max and Seb are all blond and blue eyed, I figured they must be adopted like me. When I addressed Mr. Koronios as Mr. Koronios, he looked around and under the table and behind the door. I was gobsmacked. "Oh you must mean me Russell. Please call me grandfather." Then he kissed my head and smiled. I asked some questions and he sat down and told me a long involved story, about his sons getting into all kinds of mischief when they were boys. This perked Jason's interest and he came close. "That is called an Acacia tree. Most have thorns but not this variety. My sons, think Spirodon, that's Thonos' father and I didn't know about how they would sneak out of their bedrooms and visit each other, using that Acacia tree as their ladder, but we knew. They had gotten into much trouble and both boys were grounded, for a very long time. Even in those day they were in love. They didn't think we knew that either. Sometimes boys, even very intelligent ones, don't realize just how savvy their fathers are." Then he turned to Kos. "Kosmos that is a Greek name and spelled the Greek way but you are not Greek?" "No, ah grandfather," the old man smiled, "My mother is a professor of classic studies, at the university." "Ah yes, that explains it. I knew she was a colleague of Professor Albrech. Ah yes, makes most sense." then he put his hands loosely over Jason's ears, "my sons think Spiros and I don't know how they have organized their little island society. I hope you two are ready for it?" "Yes grandfather and looking forward as well," I answered. He held his finger to his lips to indicate silence and nothing more was, on that topic. Later Jason told me that his dads had no idea just how liberal his grandfathers are and they are forbidden from telling them. I told him about my dad finding Kos and I naked in bed and just smiling. "The four of us younger brothers were orphans and we don't really remember having mothers. Are they that different from fathers?" Jason was deadly serious in his question. I guess they know grandmothers but never having lived with a mother, since a very small child, it is a logical question. "Yes, mothers are, well mothers. They love us but being women have a different agenda then men. Mothers just seam to be more concerned with behavior and manners and being polite and they want to talk about everything and know about how you feel about stuff and things like that. I think our mother knows Kos and I are a little closer than normal brothers but she never said anything. I guess because we are all right with it and keep it quiet, so will she. But not all moms are like that, some will just rag on you for weeks when you screw up or do stuff they don't approve of. I see that in my friends." Jason nodded and said, "yes I see that in Yannie, Spiros and Photois' mothers. It drives Yannie especially hard." After dinner we picked up and headed for the airport. Paul was also our driver. I wanted to sit up front with him but Jason said not possible, boys had to stay in the back, behind the bullet proof windows and doors. "Ever since those people tried to kidnap Yannie, they have clamped down on security around here, big time." I don't think he was all that keen on this himself but I guess you also get some idea of how important they think you are. What Jason didn't say, on that day, when the attempted kidnapping took place, it was Paul that shot and killed one of the kidnappers. The fellow made the mistake of picking up a firearm, while Paul had a bead on him. One shot right between the eyes. Jason didn't know that Paul was so horrified by that act, he barfed immediately. But what everyone now knows, the guardians of Paidi Nisi take their job very seriously and love their charges more than words can adequately describe. Before we left for the airport, Jason gave Kos and I some jean shorts, white stretchy thongs and tee shirts to ware. They were exactly like his. The Tee shirts were white with blue design and Greek letters, that spelled Paidi Nisi (Boy Island), he told us. The island was indicated by blue lines that went from the front around the right side and onto the back. It showed a map of the place but with no labels. I noticed that everyone else had also changed into the same get up. I was sure impressed at how well the shorts fit me and Kos too. They had a much shorter inseam than I am accustomed to and were just right across my bubble butt. In fact, I looked quite sexy in them, so did Kos. Well the others were sexy too. Jason's were so tight, I thought I could see every little line of his penis, when he sat down and spread his legs, as he seams to do when ever he sits. The Tee shirts were tight and clung to our bodies, so you could see our nipples and any muscles that were developed. Kos has real nice pectorals and his abdominals show about six rolls or ribs. Me I'm just a boy, smooth as silk, even my butt, which everyone seamed to feel the need to pat. I like pats. Everyone else that had some kind of uniform, the nurses, Thanos, Dem and even Paul. That is when I noticed his big fat sidearm, in his Western North American style, holster. I guess my eyes were as big as silver dollars, when I saw it. Jason told me Paul and the other guardians have shoulder holsters under they sport coats but since we were now in island uniform, he goes cowboy." Thanos was explaining that under normal circumstances he would by flying his Cessna 195 B. Since it only seats 5, he was using his Cessna 208 Super Caravan, which seats 14. The island has several fixed wing aircraft, the one Thanos likes to fly the most is an old Cessna 195 B, it is a classic tail dragger, with a large cowling over its radial engine. Unfortunately it will not take everyone, it has seating for five with the pilot. The finish is polished Aluminum, with light blue trim. It first appeared in 1938 and this one was built in the mid 1950's and has been completely refitted. The original Jackobs radial engine is now fuel injected, it exceeds the original carbonated 275 hp power plant it came with. It curses at ±150 knots which is 65% power and has a maximum range of 575 nautical miles. This aircraft is a joy to fly. Thanos has outfitted it with every modern gadget it is capable of using, including state of the art navigation. He has floats for it, although he usually uses it in wheel mode. The 195 could be retrofitted with a turbo engine, but Thanos likes the sound of the big radial. I was just thrilled to be sitting up front in the copilot's seat. It is so cool. The Caravan is a single engine, three blade turbo prop. The sign said, "Powered by Pratt and Whitney". This one had 8 seats in two single rows, plus two in the cockpit. It is a wing over design so everyone gets a good view out of the windows. I immediately realized the wing shape, airfoil, was designed for high lift capability, so the take off and landing space is short. I don't know exactly how I knew this but I did. Looking at it, was just like looking at bridge spans on the computer, just covered that's all. I just seamed to understand the math and physics that I had read about, in dad's books. Physics is lots of fun and I just seam to understand it. Dem and Kos were sitting right behind us and Jason the nurses and Paul, behind them. What Red did not see was how Dem, Jason and Kos were beginning to play grab ass and crotch feel. The 208 cruses at 184 knots/hr or 314 km/hr that is quick but not exceptional. In fact only a little quicker than the 195. Once Thanos left the Athens International's control space, he set the autopilot. This gave him a chance to explain some of the controls and instruments to Russ. Thanos gave a medium altitude, spiral fly over the island, so Red and Kos could get a feel for their new, temporary home. I could see the main house, which looked huge, the roof had lots of antennas and radar domes, harbor with the yacht Aphrodite, several cursers and sail boats, and a fleet of smaller craft tied up, the airstrip, a number of smaller buildings and the archeological dig on the other side of the island. The dig was covered by a large tan canvas so you couldn't see the digging, just where it was. The center of the island is a range of low hills with a few sheep and goats, lots of beaches, some with sand dunes. The white buildings stood out against the yellowish soil and blue sea. Narrow, gravel paths went everywhere and one circled the whole island. This was almost a magical view for me and I think Kos too." If these Papas boys are as sexed up as Kos and Russ, which their emails seamed to indicate, this would be a week, neither of them would ever forget and one they may very well, want to extend. The 208 came to a smooth but abrupt halt, in a massive cloud of yellowish dust, before the hangers, on the edge of the runway. All seven remaining brothers and several security men rushed forward, with bicycles and quads, as Paul opened the hatch. He immediately went around the other side to assist unloading the freight into the quads, while the nurses and Dem departed on bicycles. The Caravan has a large cargo bay slung below the body, as well as storage in the tail section. Jason joined his seven brothers in the mob action, greetings of the visitors. It was one thing to see photographs of Russ with his bright red hair and another to have that novelty alive and standing before you. This was so cool. I mean everyone wanted to touch my hair and kiss me, well Kos too but not touch his hair. I guess it is a Greek thing, kissing cheeks and stuff, all the time. I noticed that Max and Seb, they are my age, kissed me more on the mouth but that's Ok. After having exchanged emails and phone calls for weeks now, we knew each other reasonably well already. When we got to the big house the boys all insisted that Kos' and my luggage be taken to their room and a couple of them did just that, Photois and Yannie I think. After showing us around we all assembled in the dining area, behind the kitchen. It is kind of a gazebo place with grape vines growing all around. The place was utter chaos, everyone running this way and that, shouting in Greek and English and German and I think some Russian too. Anyway Dem tapped his pen on a water tumbler and got everyone sitting down. The graduate students and professor Albrech, all the boys, their dads and about 10 other men, Paul among them. Once Dem got us all quiet, he asked Kos and I to stand and introduce ourselves and reminded everyone, that while we were visiting the language of island was to be English. Since we were only here a week, we could not possibly learn enough polite Greek. That got everyone laughing, including us. Everyone else followed with the introductions, so we had some idea of who they were and what they did. The chef came out and passed around cold beer to everyone, even us boys. It was Dutch beer, a gift from one of Thanos' business partners in the Netherlands. I am told Greek beer is also very good. I still don't much like any of the stuff. After we did the brief name, rank and serial number bit, Jason lead a toast to us. Thanos and Dem talked a bit and professor Albrech outlined his work and invited all of us boys to help at the dig, since he had made, just that afternoon, an important discovery. "Kos, I know you will be more than interested in what we have found. I think your artistic skills and Photois' camera will be very important over the next few days," Albrech said. Thanos was about to show us our room when Jason informed him we had elected to stay with the brothers in the dorm. I think he was about to say something but Dem gave him the kind of look mom gives dad and he relented. I know he was concerned that we were not really asked, but as I said, we had exchanged so many long emails, it was all right with us. You, the reader, know that Red and Kos were not asked directly but you also know they would never refuse a chance to mingle, with all this super sexy boy flesh, either. Everything, well almost everything, on Boy Island is done by the residents and every resident is expected to take part in the doing, except the archeologists. Jason explained that to us and showed us the job assignment board for the week. Kos and I were being added in for the last 4 days of our projected stay. The dorm room was something else. It is huge, with a monster flat panel TV. Each boy has his own bed, locker, computer and desk. Each sleeping station, as it were, has the name of it's owner in Greek above it. By the time we got that far on the tour, someone had put little paper notes next to each name plate in English. We had seen the room, or bits of it anyway, on the web cam shots, when we were chatting but that didn't even begin to tell the story. Over on the end, with the TV, were sofas and overstuffed chairs, coffee tables and the like. The place was very neat and clean. Almost military in atmosphere but still very relaxed too. The walls are decorated with rock and sports posters and lots of great photographs. The first thing they told us, when we came in, no adults are allowed in here, except on official business, like to repair or clean. The boys were not permitted to invite adults into the dorm for sex. They could have sex with adults all they wanted but not in this room. They could only go into an adult's room by invitation. The only exception was dad and dad's bedroom. But the dads never had sex with them in the dorm room. Kos was curious about how so many boys could properly interact on a father/son basis. I don't think he got a real answer to that, since I don't think any of them understood what he wanted to know. Anyway our luggage was placed in the far corner of the room. Kos and I were shown where the uniforms were kept and how to find what we needed. At first I did a quick bed count 8, with 10 of us in the room. Before I could ask, Jason produced a jar, a ceramic pot and asked Kos and I to pick a chit. They were poker chips with Greek Letters on them. It turned out each brother had a chit with his initials on, in the jar. I drew Max and Kos drew Spiros. Jason announced who our bed partners were for the night. "You don't have to sleep with that person, if you don't want to." "Wouldn't that displace someone from his bed," Kos inquired? "Not likely, at best only 4 or 5 are ever occupied anyway, we share everything freely," he replied. Max came over and took my hand leading me away. I wanted Kos but I guess I need to be with others too. He lead me over to his sleeping place and we sat and talked a bit. I know everyone wanted in on the act but they were polite. Everyone was quickly grouped up in twos and threes. Max explained how things worked, he was very polite and very kind. We already knew, all ten of us were into boys and men. The only man on the island that would not have sex with us was the chef. He never had sex with anyone and Elias, he was Stavors' declared and could only have sex with another boy if Stavors approved but Stavors could only have sex with another man, if he approved. The dad's were excepted. In no time at all we were all laughing and joking and having a good time. Somehow Max and I got naked. I was sure impressed by his body and the size of his endowments. That is when he told me, "in this family, no is no, and no questions or hard feelings, ever." I think I liked that idea, it is comforting to know, if you don't want some kind of sexual attention, you just say no thanks and that is that. He assured me it is completely respected too. I wasn't to sure how this sex stuff was going to play out, with all ten of us doing things, all at the same time. Max showed me the bathroom and we got ready for bed. We cleaned ourselves internally and externally, brushed our teeth and things like that. We were all naked now, getting ready for lights out. Kon, he is the same age as Jason but way over 6 feet tall, with a long thin cock and very thin body, came over and kissed Max and me, saying good night and thanking me for visiting. He want around the room kissing everyone and vanished out the door. Max told me it was his turn to sleep with the dads. I asked what would have happened if Kos or I had drawn his chip. Max told me he would have drawn another chip to select his replacement. That was just how stuff worked. It seamed to me that it was fair and simple. I guess if you share everything, including your love and your affection, things can run. Max told me, that their dads treated everyone evenly and fairly but if someone needed a little extra, he got it but never at someone else's expense. He told me, when he and Seb came from the orphanages to the island, it was quite an adventure and never for one minute did they ever feel anything but total acceptance. When he explained how the dads, guardians and brothers, foiled kidnap attempts, that even made the international news, he knew he had a real family again. Max and I made love that night. I had thought only Kos and I and maybe Eric could make sex into something more than just sharing pleasure but he showed me how. Wow! All the Papas boys were like that. I wasn't sure at first but it was soon obvious, they all wanted to share with Kos and I. I mean for all of us lust was just not important, Kos and I had all the sex either of us could ever want and so did these boys. When we shared with each other, it was from a desire to do that, share the emotions and the feelings of giving and receiving pleasure, forming a bond between the participants. I know I didn't think I had much to learn about boy sex, I sure got an education and it started with Max. He was so kind and so gentle and so perceptive, that first night felt as comfortable as a year with Kos. He knew just how to judge my reactions, my pleasure was always being maximized, be it top, bottom or side by side and we did it all. During the night Seb and Jason joined us. We all woke up in the morning, in a boy tangle. When I looked over, Kos was in the same situation, with Photois, Stavors, Yannie and Spiros. The night all started easily enough, two naked boys laying on a large bed after a warm shower. Max asked about my necklace and I explained. He showed me the special locater necklaces, all the brothers had when they go off the island. I noticed his silver ring and he told me a bit about it being the symbol of Apollo. We just kind of started kissing and feeling each other's boyhoods and in nothing flat we were 69ing each other. Max has a longer cock then mine but not as long as Kos so I could get him all in. He just loved it, when I milked his cock head by working my throat muscles. In noting flat he had me in the same position and doing it, just like I like it best. You could hear other boys making love too but you just didn't notice. I wanted Max to fuck me first but he insisted I get on top. I put my slicked up penis to his hole and he just sucked me in until my balls were squished against his buttocks. His legs warped around my waist and I fucked him until we both ejaculated at the same time...we reversed positions and this time my legs were around him and again we ejaculated at almost the same time. Sometime during the night, I know he and I both got fucked; we were laying on our sides our bodies pressed against each other and I could tell he had a cock up his ass just like I did. That was Seb and Jason joining us. I could see Max didn't care that my attention was being divided, like he said, they share just about everything. After we all pissed we ran back to our beds and being the new boys, Kos and I were kissed, sucked, licked, sucked and fucked by our companions. Anyway Yannie and Seb scrambled out early, as they were helping to serve breakfast.