Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2009 12:28:35 +0100
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: Best Friends - Part 3

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR. This is a sweet story of love, product of my
imagination where egoisms and selfishness are banned. It depicts sex
contacts between minors and no adult is involved; so warnings apply.
English is not my mother language, therefore, please, be acquiescent with
the syntax. Comments will be welcomed to: "al.peres@hotmail.com"


			   BEST FRIENDS - Part 3
			   =====================


Chapter 11.- Jim departs for France
-----------------------------------

Meanwhile in the farm, I was happily waiting for my dad to arrive from the
city, after I had received the phone call from Frankie. Wrapped in a gown,
I sat in front of the lighting fire, listening to some light classic
music. As usual, I was thinking about Frankie and what we had done many
times; my dick was hard. I heard the main door opening and run to receive
my dad, we hugged and kissed.

	"Hi, my little beauty. Here you are a little present; it is a pop
music record, and this big one is a new classic for our collection."

	"What is it the classic?"

	"The Swan Lake, by Tchaikovsky. It is a lovely music."

	"Can I play it, dad?

	"Of course, you can. Put the volume a little bit loud in order I
can hear it from the bathroom. I'll leave the door open, and mom also can
hear it from the kitchen." I put on the record player and the sweet music
started to come out. It was written during the nineteen century by the
author for his little niece, it is mostly for ballet. I read the booklet
attached, and as the music progressed, I was mentally transported to a far
country of swans, princes and princesses. I heard again someone knocking on
the entrance door; mom from the kitchen said:

	"Please John, open the door." I rushed without caring much about my
robe that was open. It was little Francis.

	"Hi uncle John. I have come because I need your help in some
homework." He said loudly, however he winked an eye to me. He entered in
the kitchen and kissed mom. "Grandma, I have some homework to do with Uncle
John, can I sleep here with him? He gazed at her with his sweetest smile.

	"Did you have dinner?

	"Not yet"

	"In that case you must go and ask your mom for permission to dine
and sleep here."

	"I'll do in a minute." He left, and a few minutes later, was back
with his pyjama on hand.  After listening to some more music, dad joined
us. He tussled the hair of his favourite grandchild.

	"How is the prettiest boy of the world?" He stood up and hugged his
grandpa. "Now let's have dinner." We sat down on the table, on one side the
children and on the other the adults.  After the soup, mom put a large
roasted beefsteak with some vegetables that looked lovely.  Francis cut in
little pieces the steak and punched one piece to his mouth. At the same
time, he slid his left hand under the table and gripped my erect dick,
squeezing it. I closed my eyes in ecstasy.

	"Grandma, this meat is lovely." He said as he stroked my prick. I
was already savouring some meat in my mouth. I looked at my dear
nephew. "Certainly, it has a lovely flavour, mom" The naughty boy caught my
double meaning.

	"I'm glad you liked it" mom said. We grinned in complicity and
continued having dinner.  After finishing, we went for brushing our teeth.

	"It looks you are having a good time with your prick", Francis
said.

	"You have put me hard and now I cannot get rid of my hardness."

	"I'm hard too, and I know how to get rid of it." We smiled, and
after kissing the adults we rushed upstairs to do our homework. As soon as
we entered in the room, I took Francis' hands on mine and I contemplated
the beauty of my blond nephew. My heart melted looking into those lovely
blue eyes.

	"I love you Francis, I love you very much." He for an answer kissed
me passionately on the lips. I could not help but I rubbed his dick that
was fully erected. I unbuttoned his shorts and yanked them to his ankles;
he stepped out of them, now he was naked waist down, except for his
socks. I dropped my gown onto the floor as we continued fondling each
other. He was well hung for his age, as all Martinez. His dick and balls
were more of an eleven years old boy. He just stood there with his dick
pushing forward from his hairless pubis. His testicles were now a little
tighter than they had been when he'd first stripped off his clothes and now
looked like two little marbles left in a small money pouch.

	My nephew Francis was near as tall as I was. We looked into each
other eyes and launched into my arms. I kissed him passionately, our
tongues mixed with our saliva. He was so sweet!  We kissed for a few
minutes, our saliva dribbling to our chins. We broke our kiss and I started
licking and kissing his neck; he was moaning, his head back with his
beautiful blond long hair hanging. I sucked his little nipples and he
gasped in pleasure. I kneeled in front of him; I put my left arm round his
butt cheeks and started massaging them while I sucked his ball sack, he
rubbed my hair with an intelligible words. I raised a little my head and
found in front of my mouth the most beautiful little cock. I could see
partially his red glans thru the open foreskin; I stuck out my tongue and
flicked the sensible part. Instantly, he shuddered and squirmed in
delight. I pursed my lips into a pout and pressed them to the very tip of
his hard little shaft. Then, with my hands on his hips, preventing him from
thrusting into my mouth, I pushed forward. Never once opening my mouth any
more than I really had to, I allowed the dimensions of Francis' penis to
govern just how far I had to open my mouth as my tongue peeled back his
foreskin and exposed the sensitive tip of his sexual glans to my tongue. He
gasped with pleasure as I started sucking the lovely meat. I swallowed him
right to the base, until my nose pressed into his pubis and my chin into
the rapidly retracting immature testicles. Until the crown of his cock
pressed itself at the very entrance to my throat.

	"Please John, don't stop, please don't..." He near yelled. I
noticed how his breath increased moaning in ecstasies. A couple of minutes
later Francis pushed hard into my mouth, his hand round my head; his knees
buckled. Francis trembled again and I had to tight my hold on his tense
thighs to prevent him falling on the carpet. He moaned loudly as he pushed
his groins against my face.

	Agh!!!

Twirling between my open and spread legs, my hard dick throbbed and ached,
demanding attention; however, I did not touch it because I wanted to give
the maximum pleasure to my angel. I helped Francis not to fall on the floor
as he was terrible relaxed. Still hard his boyhood, slipped from between my
lips and hung in the air, glistening in my spit before he finally lowered
himself into a sitting position on the carpet. When he recovered, said:

	"Uncle John, that was amazing, please let's go on the bed, I want
you to release your tension in my bum." We sat down on the carpet, I kissed
him passionately, he was the prettiest boy I had ever seen. We jumped onto
the bed, I was terrible hard and needing a release, and much more after
Francis wonderful climax.

	"I want you to fuck me, Uncle John. I want you to get a lovely
release as I had.

	"Ok, I'll fetch for the vaseline." He wanted to continue but I did
not like to hurt my little angel, so, in question of seconds, I was back
with the tube of vaseline. I smeared some on my throbbing cock, then I put
a glob on my forefinger and pushed it into Francis' bum; he moaned in
pleasure. I lay on my back; he straddled me sitting down on his calves. I
brought him to my chest and we kissed passionately; his dick had not gone
totally flaccid and was asking for care.  He scooted down, raised his butt
and impaled himself on my cock, starting pulling himself up and down on my
dick. I groaned when I felt his guts gripping my cock. He licked and sucked
my nipples and my chest. My hand went to his throbbing dick and I started
stroking it furiously, as my orgasm approached. I was too excited; so, in a
couple of minutes, he was tossing his beautiful head back with sweat on his
forehead. This time he did not fell onto the floor, but as I arched my hips
up, we both held our breathing and, at unison, we groaned loudly. He fell
on my chest gasping and breathing heavily, my cock inside his bum. We
remained still, probably during ten minutes; from time to time I kissed his
hair and fondled his back.

	"I love you uncle John. I love you very much. Are you satisfied?."
He asked me."

	"Yes for the moment." He grinned and kissed me.

	"I'll show you some thing." He jumped out from me, my cock near
slim came out from his bum. He went to the nightstand and brought a
notebook. It was an old Diary written by his dad during his youth.

	"Francis, we should not read this notebook, it is private, and your
dad will be upset."

	"Well, I don't think so. This is the last part and probably not so
interesting as the first one."

	"Did you read the first part?"

	"No, he gave it to uncle Jim, probably he will bring it before he
depart for France. This shows how my grandpa took him and his best friend
Bill to fuck for the first time to a whorehouse"

	"It must be interesting. Let's me see it." I could not stop my
curiosity to read that passage of Tomas life. We sat together and started
reading, however, it was clear that we could not understand without reading
the previous book. I knew if Jim had read it, probably Frankie had too, so
I mentally grabbed all this text in my memory in order to ask Frankie about
it. We were facing each other and Francis said:

	"Dad had liked a lot to fuck when he was at the school with Bill in
the city; I know it because I heard him telling mom something about. I
could not hear much, only references, but she laughed hearing it. Uncle
John, I am hard again. Can we do something before we sleep?"  I looked into
those pools of blue skies and I kissed him tenderly. I could not deny him
anything; he possessed my soul. For an answer, I kissed him tenderly again.

	"I love you Francis, you are the prettiest boy in the world." He
grinned satisfied and returned my kiss. However, he did not wait me to
decide what to do. He started licking and kissing my nipples, then my
buttonhole. In a moment, he turned around and I found his lovely bum and
thick dick in front of my nose. I felt how he had engulfed my dick in his
mouth and was sucking it eagerly. Once more, I opened my lips and took the
tip of his cock into my mouth, dragging back its foreskin. This time we
spent several minutes of ecstasies until the point of not return arrived. I
arched my hips and he pushed down his, he near gagged me. I heard his moan
just a couple of seconds before I received that lovely spasm in my
body. When his dick started softening, I took off from my mouth, since I
was breathing thru my nose and I needed more air.  He slid to his side
returning to normal position, face to face. He kissed me tenderly, my god,
he was so beautiful...!

	"Thank you, uncle John. I have enjoyed it a lot. It is wonderful to
suck your dick. It is bigger than mine, and I love it. It is hot and tender
at the same time."

	"I love you Francis. Let's sleep."

I missed a lot my Frankie; I loved Francis, his sweetness, his hair,
everything of him, however, Frankie was my lover, my best friend, nothing
to compare with. I needed him as much as he needed me; so next day, as soon
as we met at the school I squeezed his hand under our desk, he put his on
my bare thigh and I trembled only with his contact. I noticed how my dick
started to engorge, forming a tent on my short. I could noticed the same in
his; we gazed each other, grinned and understood to get an end of our
contacts, so we took our hands off and our dicks returned to the original
position. I could not see Jim the rest of the week, he probably was
learning as much French as he could. When the break came, as usual, we run
to the little forest, and once in our hide we kissed shortly but
passionately, as if a century had elapsed since the last time we saw each
other.

	"I miss you a lot John, I would like to be with you all the
time. You are in my dreams and in my fantasies." I grinned because those
were my thoughts about my beautiful friend.

	"I love you Frankie, only to hear you my soul jump in joy. I
shivered when you put your hand on my thigh and my dick got very hard." He
smiled at me and quickly he kissed my lips as we heard the twins and
Francis approaching. We peed and sat down on a flat rock.

	"John, I have known a lovely story about our families, I want to
share with you, but alone, so in the next sleepover we can talk about it,
besides something else." He stressed the words grinning naughtily.

	"I have read the last part, so we can complete it." I grabbed his
hand and we smiled. "By the way, when are you moving to your new house?

	"My dad said probably at the end of next week. It is a pity because
we will have rooms enough for all three of us, Jim, you and me. I had
planned a joint sleepover; however he is leaving the day after tomorrow and
will not be able to enjoy the new house until he comes on holidays."
Francis heard the last words.

	"Uncle Frankie, would you invite me to some sleepovers, too?

	"Of course, I will do, my beautiful nephew." Francis smiled and
kissed Frankie on the cheeks. We heard the bell calling us to enter into
the classroom; however Frankie retained me and we kissed tenderly, a peck
on the lips. "I would like to go to the farm, but I want to be with Jim
during his last days.

	"I understand my sweet friend." He grinned with the new name. "We
will have all the time to be together. Tomorrow I'll see him to say good
bye."

	"We will go to the farm in the new car. He wants to say goodbye to
all the family, so you don't need to see him. On the other hand, tomorrow
will be an special day and I'll miss the school. I want to be with him as
much as possible.

	"I know. Thanks for telling me."

For us that was the end of that special week. As Frankie said the following
day, after lunch, Jim and his family came to the farm. It was a sad
afternoon. We forgot our mutual love and some tears came out when we
hugged. Jim could not stand when he hugged his brother Tomas, he had been
much attached to him during the past three years and was too emotional in
those moments, nevertheless, that finished and they left with their hearts
broken. When I hugged him, he said in my ears.

	"John, look after Frankie, he is a good boy and loves you." Tears
came along my cheeks. I could not resist the emotion and run to my room to
sob quietly. That evening was the last before Jim's departure. He did not
need to prepare any heavy luggage, only a few clothes since the school had
already prepared all he might need during his stay in France; only Frank
prepared his suitcase for his journey to Orleans. That night they went
early to bed. Both brothers got naked as usual and went under the covers,
face to face. Both were sobbing in silence, they hugged and kissed tenderly
on the lips. Then Frankie said:

	"Jim, would you like to make some sex? I'm ready and want to please
you as much as possible. I want you to carry all my best in your heart."
Jim tears slipped down to his own mouth, as he was looking his brother.

	"No Frankie. Tonight I want only to watch your beautiful face; I
want to grab in my mind to the most little point of you, my brother." They
hugged again and kissed. Frankie cuddled himself in his brother chest, his
bum tight to his brother now flaccid dick. They were very close.  Jim
kissed Frankie's neck and said good nights. He put the lights off and
drifted to sleep. He felt for a long time his brother's tear wetness, as he
also got asleep. At the dawn, he heard Jim gasps and his throbbing dick
fucking his thighs; Jim was dreaming. He put his legs very tight in order
to give his brother as much pleasure as he could. Jim continued shoving his
cock; he felt his dickhead against his ball sack, it made him hard. Frankie
grabbed his own cock and started stroking it at the same pace than his
brother was fucking his legs. Soon their breaths stopped as Frankie reached
his climax and he felt the warm wetness of his brother semen between his
legs. Jim even got him closer than before; he kissed his brother on the
neck again. Frankie did not move, still wondering if Jim was asleep or
not. He did not want to get up and disturb his big brother, so with his
hand he extended all Jim's semen along his legs, so no a single drop fell
on the sheets.

They got up early, all were sad and in silence, no one wanting to disturb
the others, then their mom said:

	"Well boys, this is not a funeral and Jim does not go to the war."
She was trying to look stronger than she really was; she had not ever been
separated from any of her children and her heart was suffering that moment
as never before. Frankie also wanted to look stronger, but he knew that in
the moment to hug his brother he would collapse; "if I had John with me it
would have been different"; he thought. They put the luggage in the little
car and left for the rail station.  They checked in, and near the boarding
wagon, Jim and his mom hugged tenderly, both trying to remain strong. The
problem arrived when both brothers hugged; Frankie as a little boy could
not resist his tears as his body got on an uncontrollable spasms.

	"Please Frankie, I, I, I love you" Frankie said nothing; he kissed
his brother and run outside the platforms area, near the canteen. He did
not want anybody to see him crying, so he sat down on a marble bench in a
corner of the station garden. Ten minutes later, he felt an arm on his
shoulders.

	"Let's go home, son," his mom said. She drove back home, once in
there, Frankie run to his room and jumped onto the bed. He sobbed in
silence to release his tension, and a few minutes later, he was asleep. His
mom locked the main door and did as her son; she was tired and needed to
rest, now that her elder son and her husband were separated from her for
the first time in their lives. She never thought that would have been so
hurtful.

Jim found the love that would mark his life from that point on; he was very
lucky as most of good persons are. But that is his story that starts where
this ends.


(NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Jim's life is written down separately as "Jim and
Francis". It can be found in the same section of Nifty's archive. We will
find in this story only references to him; except when they are together,
in that case paragraphs may be the same in both stories.)


Once Jim left us, Frankie was terrible sad, I did all my efforts to console
him and his parents, however the letters from Jim filled us with happiness
and life returned near to normal. We helped to move to the new house,
especially Francis and myself, so last week Frank invited the family to a
little feast in the new house. We wanted to spend the night together;
however, we postponed it until they had settled down. Little Francis was
very closed to us and I would have liked he were with us, but Frankie
argued that this was our first sleepover in the new house and he wanted
only me. I will tell how it was. As usually, we met at the little forest. I
loved Frankie more than ever and he felt the same about me. I faced him and
instinctively we kissed tenderly.

	"I miss you a lot John; I want you to come to my house for a
sleepover tomorrow.  Please bring your bike and we will run to everywhere
together. It is a little chilly but is nothing for a strong boy like you."
Frankie said smiling."

	"You know I miss you a lot Frankie, I have been dreaming about this
moment that you invited me to your house. I know you have been very sad
because of Jim, but it seems he is happy in the school."

	"I would like to kiss you right now my lovely John, but Francis is
coming. Please help me to console him, the following weekend we will be all
three together, but this one I want you alone."

	"What's going on?  Our beautiful blond nephew asked. Then I said:

	"Francis, as I have helped to clean the house, Frankie has invited
me for a sleepover in the new house; however, the following one will be
your turn." He looked at us and kissed both.

	"I understand, we cannot be together all three, we would make too
much noise." We laughed the solution provided by our lovely nephew. Then I
added:

	"Francis, you may need some help in your home works tonight... you
know?" He understood and smiled slyly.

	"Sure I will need some help. I'll ask grandma to allow me to sleep
with you tonight." We heard the bell ringing to enter in class again. We
run, and happily, we sat down for the rest of the day. It was near dark
when we returned to the farm. I had a shower and sat down in the living
room in front of the fire, waiting for my dad to arrive. I heard the door
to open and I rushed there, however it was Francis; he beamed seeing me in
my white gown that was open; I was naked but I did not realised it was
open. He run to the kitchen and kissed mom, asking her permission to sleep
with me to finish his homework. Mom could not deny him anything, like most
of us. He was so beautiful!

	"Does your mom know it?

	"Yes. I have showered and even I brought my pyjama with me."

	"Okay, but don't be too noisy. You little rascals. We laughed and
went upstairs. As soon as we entered in my room, he put his note book on
one chair and hanged from my neck, kissing me tenderly."

	"I love you Uncle John. I can't love anyone more than to you."
Without letting me answer he again kissed me, slipping his hand to my
crotch and grabbing my erect dick."

	"Please, my cute Francis, let's stop, grandpa is coming in a moment
and I like to receive him; besides, we have all night."

	"Okay" He kissed me again. We wore our pyjamas and went downstairs;
a couple of minutes later my dad arrived. After he showered, we had dinner
and sat down on the large sofa, one on each side of him. We chatted just
passing time, them we decide to go to my room. We said good nights to dad
and mom and rushed to my room. As soon as we entered, I locked the
door. Francis knew what we wanted, so he started to undress; however, I
said:

	"Francis, stop, don't get undressed." He looked at me in surprise
but I added, "I want to do it myself." He gave me his best smiled as I
approached him. I stood in front of him and I could not help but kissing
him passionately. He was so beautiful that I melted in love; I could not
resist the temptation of kissing those beautiful lips that made me mad.

	"Why I love you so much, my beautiful blond?" He sighed and smiled
at me.

	"Because I have the most wonderful uncle of the world." We kissed
again. I noticed the tent formed in his pyjama, so I rubbed his erected
little dick and he moaned in pleasure. I kneeled in front of him and
dragged his trouser down, popping up his lovely and thick cock, too thick
for his age. He stepped out of them. He was gasping and his body trembled
with my touch.

	"Francis, you can rub me or do whatever you want, but please, don't
touch my head until you are over."

	"Okay, I'll try." We were near the bed; I bent my legs, sat on my
heels and I stroke twice his lovely dick that now appeared in front of me;
I could see part of its head peeking thru the foreskin. I put it at the
entrance of my mouth so that my lips acted as a girl's cunt. I pushed mi
lips forward and they retracted the foreskin permitting only the entrance
of the sensible glans.  My left hand was cupping and fondling his ball
sack. My right one massaging and embracing his lovely buttocks. I rubbed
his cock head tenderly with the tip of my tongue. Francis was moaning and I
noticed how he tried to push it inside my mouth. I sucked it slowly
concentrating my actions on the head. I noticed how his ball sack wrinkled
and his cock engorged; his breath now increased. He was sweating; he took
off his blouse and tossed on the bed. I continued sucking, but now a little
bit deeper in my mouth. "Please, Uncle John, let me... oh... I, I, I
can't..." He murmured stammering. I felt he was very near of his orgasm, so
I speeded my sucking trying to absorb the essence of his dick, at the same
time my tongue rubbed his little mushroom. I could hear his gasps and moans
as his climax approached. Suddenly I noticed how the muscles of his
buttocks tensed, he stopped breathing and instinctively he pushed my head
to his crotch, his cock reached my throat and he near gagged me. "Agh!!!"
he moaned as his orgasm hit him, his knees buckled as they could not
support his body and fell on top of me. He did not fell on the floor
because my arm round his buttocks prevented it; however I pushed him on his
chest and he dropped himself onto the bed on his back; his legs hanging. He
was near faint with a blissful grimace on his beautiful face. I resumed my
sucking on the bed until I felt his penis getting a little flaccid. He
still was breathing heavily trying to recover. Some minutes later, he
looked at me, my face near his.

	"Did you enjoy it, my angel?" For an answer, he reached my neck and
kissed me on the lips.

	"I love you, Uncle John. That was super, better than anything
before.

	"That the reason why I wanted to do it to you alone and all time we
needed. If we were together with Frankie it could not be like it is now."
He kissed me again and raising himself, he sat on the bed. I was very hard
and I needed a release.

	"Uncle John, I think that your dick would tear your pyjama." We
laughed, it was true; I had a big tent; so immediately, I got naked and lay
near him. "Now is my turn, your little friend cannot wait. Would you stand
up?"

	"No, I'm not as strong as you are and I don't want to fall on the
carpet."

	"Okay, I'll do as you are." He started kissing me, our tongues
swirled together, and then he licked and sucked my nipples, buttonhole and
finally he did to me more or less what I had done to him. Thank god I was
lying on the bed, because he was a quick learner and did the best blowjob I
had ever received. We remained on the bed; I kissed him every part of his
body. I loved too much that beautiful child. Our dicks were again hard,
however we decide to postpone for a later action. We put on again our
pyjamas and I sat on my desk in order to see what home works he had.

	"Please, unlock the door and let me know your doubts for your
work." He unlocked the door and brought me a notebook.

	"I have not any home work; I just want you to read this." I was
shocked. It was the first part of his dad's diary.

	"Francis, this is private and it is supposed we should not read it
without his permission."

	"I know it, but if my dad gave it to uncle Jim to read, I feel am
right to do it since I'm his son."

	"Well that is a particular opinion that I do not share." I looked
at those pieces of sky that I loved and I could not resist them, besides I
also wanted to read it. "Okay, we'll read it, but you must promise me to
replace it tomorrow before your dad returns, and no one must know we read
it, clear? He smiled wickedly.

	"Yes, I promise." We started reading the handwriting notebook; soon
we could not resist some tears coming down our cheeks as we read Tomas'
misadventures that he had already explained in previous chapters to his
wife, my sister Angela; however, everything changed when we got to the part
where Tomas tells about his sex relationships. We were engulfed reading and
did not noticed how my parents peeked thru the door.

	"Good nights, boys. Don't be too late."

	"Thanks dad. Good nights."

We continued our reading and I could notice how Francis rubbed his erected
dick as I was doing the same. We finished the reading. Francis knew what
was coming next, so he closed the door and got naked. I followed him.

	"It was fantastic, wasn't it? I love my grandpa Frank; he was very
brave.

	"Yes, it is true.

	"I would like to make an oath to Mother Nature as my dad did."

	"Me too, however we must wait until we expel semen, I'm sure that
Frankie also would do."

	"I'll tell you what we can do. When you and Frankie become little
men, we could carry out the ceremony all three together; I'll be your
witness. When I become mature, we will again celebrate the ceremony, and
then you both will be my witnesses. Do you agree?

	"Oh yes. We will tell it to Frankie."

	"We also can tell it to the twins."

	"Yes, why not? However you cannot tell them where we learn it
from."

	"We can tell them we read in a history book."

	"Good idea. Now keep the book on my nightstand until tomorrow."
Francis took the thick notebook and as he turned, I could observe his
beautiful round butt cheeks; my mouth drooled thinking on him. I got up and
grabbed him from behind, kissing him on his neck, massaging his buttocks
with one hand and his prick with the other. He sighed and smiled.

	"You like my butt, don't you?

	"Yes, a lot." In a quick move, he separated from me.

	"If you like it you must catch me before." He smiled wickedly, I
jumped to catch him but he started running from one side to other of the
room, our pricks erected and dangling as we run. Finally, I got him on the
bed and I pinned him down in his tummy. I started licking and kissing him,
my cock now pressing on his crack. When he noticed my cock on his butt he
stopped moving.

	"Please, Uncle John, put your dick on my hole. I like it very
much." I spate some saliva from my drooling mouth, however I knew it was
not enough and I would hurt him if I penetrate him so dry.

	"I would love to do it right now, but I don't want to hurt you."

	"I don't mind." He turned over and enlarging his arms he grabbed my
head and started kissing me. We were excited, so I turned around and took a
69 position. I could not wait anymore. I engulfed his lovely dick and
started sucking him eagerly. He did the same to me as a wild little
kitten. Soon our orgasms hit us at the same time, nevertheless we continue
sucking one another until our cocks lost their rigidity, but still
erected. I returned to my original position and lay near him. He was so
beautiful...! I kissed him gently.

	"I love you, my beautiful Angel."

	"I love you too, uncle John. You are so good...! Now that we are a
little bit satiated, let's fuck."

	"Okay. How do you prefer it?

	"Well, I like more when we can see each other. I love watching you
when you get the lovely feeling."

	"I do like the same." I got up from the bed and dragged a tube of
Vaseline that I had hidden in the bottom of my wardrobe. "Please, lay on
the bed, your legs on your chest." I put a glob o vaseline on his pucker
and I inserted my two fingers inside his hole; Francis moaned as he felt my
fingers inside his guts touching the lovely spot that made him to
groan. "Turn around."  Francis lay on his tummy showing me his round butt
cheeks that I loved so much. I massaged, licked, and kissed his lovely
globes. I took some vaseline on my dick that was throbbing now and smeared
the cream over my shaft. I separated his cheeks, put my dick at the
entrance of his anus, my hands on his hips and pushed it inside. With the
first push, half of my little cock went in; Francis moaned.

	"Did I hurt you?

	"Oh no, it feels very good, please push it all inside, but I want
to face you."

	"Okay." I pushed again and my cock totally was inside my little
angel. I loved the warmth sensation of his tight anus. I made several
thrusts, I was very hard and I did not want to withdraw, but I wanted to
please my angel. I got out from him and I turned him in order to see his
beautiful face. I lifted his leg to his chest and with a single thrust I
went inside him again, my balls pushing his buttocks. He moaned in
pleasure, his dick was hard in front of me. I took it in my right hand and
started to stroke slowly. I bent over and kissed him, our tongues swirled
inside our mouths.

	"Please Uncle John, fucks me. It is wonderful to feel your dick
inside me." I started thrusting him and at the same time stroking his
lovely dick. Soon both were moaning in pleasure; then he turned me down, so
he was now on top of me impaled, with my dick. He approached my chest,
licked, and kissed my nipples. I put my hand round his butt cheeks helping
him to fuck himself as he was impaled. He was now pulling up down as I got
again his dick, stroking it as he pulled up. He was sweating with the
efforts and the pleasure his was receiving in both sides. Soon we were
moaning and I noticed how he tossed his head back, his mouth open,
breathing hard; he was near his climax; mine was also reaching the tip of
my cock.  I stopped breathing, arched my hips and at the same time, he
pushed down his ass against my cock. I noticed his anus' muscles gripped
round my cock and we moaned loudly as our mutual orgasms hit us. He fell on
top of me, his head on my left shoulder, he was heavily breathing. I tried
to recover my breath, so I gently slid him to one side, but without my dick
leaving his premises. We remained quiet during long minutes, without saying
anything. I thought he was asleep, but he did not.

	"It has been wonderful, Uncle John."

	"Sure it was. Francis, we love each other and we are best friends,
more than just uncle and nephew. Please, forget the word uncle with me." He
smiled beautifully and kissed me tenderly.

	"I love you, and... John." We laughed together and I kissed him
back as he added.
	"John, I would like to fuck you, can I?" I looked into his blue
eyes; I did not like much to be fucked, but I could not deny it to him.

	"Okay, but you must be carefully and tender, my butt is not used to
receive a cock. We must wait a few minutes until we are fully recovered. I
want again the lovely feeling."

	"Oh don't worry. My dick is not very large and I'll take care." He
was a little bit embarrassed, however we kissed reassuring him. We remained
on the bed and started kissing and fondling each other; I loved those
moments contemplating the beauty of my little angel.  Soon we were again
hard and ready to start again.

	"I'm very hot Francis."

	"Me too. Let us fuck again. Please John; put yourself in four legs,
I love your bum." I did as ordered by my angel and he started massaging,
licking, and kissing my butt cheeks. He took a glob of vaseline and with
his forefinger introduced and greased my pucker. After that, he smeared
some on his hot dick shaft and got ready to fuck my hole. "Are you ready,
John?"

	"Yes, I am."  He placed his dick in my pucker and pushed it
inside. I moaned with a little pain."

	"Did I hurt you?"

	"A little, not much; please remain in there until I get used to
your cock." A couple of minute later he pushed again and I moaned; however,
he was totally inside my ass. "Now Francis, retract, but do not take your
cock totally out, leave the head inside and then push it again." He did as
told, the pain healed and he started pulling in and out. I felt the
fullness of his dick inside me, and the lovely sensations as his weenie
rubbed my prostrate. He grabbed my chest with his left hand; with his right
one, he started jerking my slipping dick. We were moaning in pleasure
again.

	"John, I would like to see your face, so I will turn over."

	"Okay, but you lay on your back." He got his dick out of my ass. I
heard a flop sound as he got out from me. He jumped on the bed and lay on
his back, his wonderful little weenie upright. I straddled him and started
kissing those lovely lips passionately, and then I scooted down and impaled
myself on his cock. I remained for a couple of minutes quiet until he
started pushing up and down. I sat on my heels, so I could fuck my butt
without him doing any effort. I started pulling myself up and down; Francis
took my cock in his hand and started jerking me off.  So stimulated in both
sides, a few minutes later we were breathing heavily, this time it was me
who was sweating; Francis had his lovely eyes closed and his beautiful
blond hair spread on the pillow. Soon I noticed how a strong orgasm was
quickly building up in my balls; I tossed my head back as we stopped
breathing and near at the same time, a loud moan came thru our throats as
our climaxes hit us. I fell down on top of him breathing hard. I could hear
my heartbeats in my chest. My head was on his left shoulder. I felt his
hand caressing my hair and my neck; he was whispering:

	"I love you, John." Near recovered, I raised my head and kissed his
beautiful lips.

	"I love you, my beautiful angel."  I slid to his left side though
still his cock inside me; a few minutes later, we were asleep. Some hours
later I felt the chilly temperature on my body, so I extended my hand and
dragged the covers over us.

Chapter 12- In the new house.  -----------------------------

I woke up round 9:00 and I got up; I was not lazy and I liked to get up as
soon as I woke.  Francis was still asleep; I looked at him happily dreaming
with a lovely smile on his beautiful face. I kissed him on the lips and I
got dressed. After a quick shower, I got down for breakfast and to do some
of my chores, such as to provide wood for the fireplace and help mom to
clean the living room.

	"Is Francis still asleep?" She asked me.

	"Yes, he is a heavy sleeper and I did not want to wake him up; he
has nothing urgent to do today." My dad came and we all three had our
breakfast together. I was anxious waiting for Frankie to come, so I put
some music and started reading comics. It was chilly and cloudy outside and
I did not want to go out. The twins surely were still in bed and I did not
like to play with girls. Round 10:30 I saw Frankie approaching, he was
early because I did not expect him until an hour later. My heart jumped
with joy, suddenly the day seemed clear and sunny instead of chilly and
cloudy; I rushed to meet him. As soon as he saw me approaching, he left the
bike on the floor and we hugged very tight. I did not kiss him because I
knew everybody was watching us thru the widows. I whispered in his ear:

	"I love you Frankie."

	"I love you, too, John. I missed you and I could not wait until
eleven." He picked up his bike with his right hand and he gave me his left
one; we walked happily to my house. We entered and he kissed mom and dad,
mom then said:

	"I think it is time for Francis to get up. Please boys, go
upstairs, and get the blond gotten up."

	"Yes mom." Hand in hand with rushed to my room; but as soon as we
entered, John dragged me to his arms and we kissed, first tenderly and them
passionately.

	"I needed this John. I love you."

	"Me too, I miss you a lot Frankie." We kissed again and I noticed
how our dick got hard.  "Shall we suck?" Frankie pointed to Francis still
asleep.

	"We need to wake him up."

	"Okay, lock the door; we will do him an especial awakening."

	"I suppose you had some fun last night, didn't you?"

	"Yes we did."

	"I want to enjoy his beautiful lips."

	"Right, I'll kiss him first and them I'll take care of his dick."
We quickly got naked waist down, except our socks and dragged down the
covers; Francis was hard, probably due to his full bladder. I started
kissing him while Frankie had his cock in his mouth; these two actions
together woke Francis up. He looked at me in surprised, he smiled and said
nothing; I motioned Frankie to exchange our positions. He then straddled
Francis, their dicks together grinding.  Their lips met and their tongues
swirled inside passionately. I started caressing and kissing Frankie
buttocks running my tongue thru his butt crack. He did not expect this and
moaned in pleasure. Francis reached Frankie hips and pulled him to his
chest until he got Frankie's dick in his mouth. Now Francis cock was
available for me, so I took it into my mouth and started sucking it, at the
same time jerking mine off. Frankie was caressing Francis' hair and soon he
took his head to his crotch as he was near his climax. I noticed how
Francis raised his hips and his dick went inside my mouth, near my
throat. All three were breathing hard, the first to come was Frankie; he
tossed his head back and moaned loudly as he received the best orgasm of
the week. A few seconds later Francis followed him, and I was the last one
to receive the lovely feeling. Frankie was on top of Francis and I lay near
him. When we recovered, we started kissing Francis tenderly.

	"That was the best wakening up of my life." Francis said. We
laughed happily.

	"Come on, Francis; get ready lazy. We will wait you in your home."
We got dressed, combed our hair and went down.

	"Mom, Francis will be here in a minute." We rushed outside hand in
hand; we went to my sister Angela's home. She, as usually received us with
a great hug. She then said:

	"Here we are the most beautiful boys of the village." We blushed,
but I said:

	"Perhaps in part you are right, but the most beautiful boy in the
whole country is little Francis." Little Joan heard us, he was playing in
the next room, he said:

	"What about me, am I ugly? My grandpa says I'm the most beautiful
boy of the world."  We laughed. Frankie opened his arms kissed and hugged
him, saying.

	"You are right; you are the loveliest angel in the world." Little
Joan grinned satisfied and hugged his uncle Francis. His dad heard all the
fuss and came to hug us, especially to his brother. In that moment, I could
see how little Francis sneaked behind us to his dad's room to replace his
diary; then he joined us as he just had arrived; no one, except me, noticed
his move.

We spent a lovely day; we rode our bikes thru all farm. After lunch, boys,
girls and some adults played soccer, forming two teams, the twins were the
goal keepers. Near the sunset, we left the farm to Frankie's new home; we
rode on our bikes thru the village streets and enjoyed being together. When
nightfall came, we entered and left the bikes in the back yard. We had
dinner, washed up all dishes and cleaned the kitchen. We sat on the living
room with Frank, his wife felt tired and soon she went to bed, Frankie then
said to his dad:

	"Dad, we know you were a Don Juan before you married mom, we
suppose you had some funny encounters, please tell us some of them; we are
old enough." Frank looked at us, he tussled our hairs saying:

	"Now that is far away I laugh, however in those moments it was not
so funny. I'll show you something." He unbuckled his trousers and dragged
them down so we could see part of his buttocks. "Can you see those little
scars? Frankie touched his dad hairy butt and showed me.

	"Yes, there are many, but one is like a finger nail." He replaced
his trousers, put some wood on the fire and smiled. He started his short
story.

	"There was a lovely woman that I knew she liked me; I used to have
my spies amongst the girls that I fucked, and one of them told me about
her. I met her in a girl friend's home, we kissed and caressed each other
and we arranged to meet at her house. She was a married woman, so I had to
be very careful, however, she told me her husband normally was out drinking
wine all Friday night; she had not children, so we agreed to meet in two
weeks time. As a good military, I went to observe the battlefield and a
possible escape in case of emergency.  Therefore, the agreed day I knocked
the door, she opened and soon we were on her bed fucking as animals. She
told me she loved me and that her husband did not fuck her enough.  You are
still too young, but in the future, when you get married, you must learn to
satisfy your woman before you leave your home, otherwise someone else will
do it for you." We laughed, but time would demonstrate how right he was,
not only with our wives, but almost with very woman. He continued. "As I
was telling you, we fucked and she moaned very loudly when she got her
orgasms; probably a neighbour heard our noise and told her husband. We were
caught in the spot as we heard her husband pushing the door. "It is my
husband!", she told me, "Shit, what can I do?" "Thru the window", she told
me. In seconds, I got my clothes and jumped thru the window. It was winter
and a cold night, nevertheless for me it was the hottest night of the
year." We laughed again as he continued: "I had prepared the battlefield,
but I did not have any gun, but her husband was a hunter, so when he saw
the window open, before anything, he took his gun and shot twice before
spanking his wife. Fortunately, not a bullet, but ballets reached my
butt. I run as faster as I could until I felt safe. I touched my backside
and I could observe I was bleeding, however I did not feel any grave wound,
so I got dressed waist up and I walked thru the river bank all night. It
was near dawn when I reached your farm and asked for help to your dad and
your mom. They laughed at lot, cured me, but as soon as the day came, I
went to a doctor, friend of mine that extracted all ballets from my butt
cheeks. I was two weeks without sitting due to the pain. From that day I
banned married women from my agenda." Again we laughed.

We decided it was time for bed, so we kissed Frank and went upstairs. We
entered in Frankie's lovely room, and he locked the door. Before I could
make a further step, he grabbed me from my back and kissed me. I responded
in the same manner.

	"I love you, John."

	"I love you, too, Frankie." We quickly started undressing tossing
our clothes on a chair; when we were naked we entwined our hands, looked
one another for a few seconds as our pricks were getting hard; soon we
hugged very tight pushing our crotches together. I slid my hand down and
grabbed his erect cock, he moaned as he did the same to me. Our tongues met
inside our mouths, and the saliva running thru our chins. Frankie then
said:

	"John, I have missed you a lot, all nights I had to jerk off only
thinking on this moment."

	"The same me. Fortunately I have Francis with me, I love him; but
you are different, Frankie. I love you so deep..." He kissed me again.

	"Let's go to the bed, we will be more comfortable." We jumped onto
the bed and again our mouths joined during near ten minutes. I liked to
enjoy our early sexuality slowly. "I want to suck you, John."

	"Me too; I love your lovely dick in my mouth. Let's make it a 69."
Soon we were engaged in a mutual sucking. He was on top of me, however
straddling my head so his weight was not on me. I enlarged my hands and
pushed down his lovely butt and I got his whole dick into my mouth. I loved
the flavour of his clean body. In fact we mutually enjoyed a lot having
slowly fun together. Some minutes later our first climax of the night
arrived. I arched my hips and he pushed down his, near gagging me. I felt
how his dick engorged as maximum as he pushed it to near my throat. We
stopped breathing and a mute groan came thru our noses. He collapsed on top
of me, his head between my legs, but without leaving my cock until it got
flaccid. He scooted up and lay near me. We gently kissed for a few minutes,
and then we kept silence, only looking at each other and mutually caressing
our bodies. We were two boys in love.

	"John, did you notice our niece breasts when we were playing
soccer?"

	"Oh, yes; it must be lovely to touch them, they are as little
oranges, I love them; unfortunately we cannot have either hers or somebody
else."

	"What about your other nieces, the older ones?"

	"All of them have even more beautiful and bigger. Uh! They must
taste better than your dick, Frankie." We laughed and I touched Frankie's
dick that was as hard as mine. "We must fuck a girl as soon as we can, as
Jim did."

	"Oh yes, your cock has started to grow with this. However, since we
do not have any pussy available, we must fuck each other or somebody else."
He them took my cock in his hand and started slowly jerking it
off. Stimulated by our hands, our tongues initiated their work. I turned
over him and he turned over me, we rolled from one side to the other,
kissing and sucking our nipples, ears and any part available. We were now
very excited.

	"Let's fuck, John. I know that we do not much like to be fucked,
but it is what we have."

	"Frankie, there is not any other butt more beautiful than yours, I
love it, I love to touch and caress it." With this, I started massaging his
lovely white globes and he did the same to mine. "I'll tell what we can
do. We will do again a 69, the first to cum the first to be fucked."

	"That's not fair, because I love you more than you love me." He
said with a sly smile. I jumped on top of him and started tickling and
kissing him. He laughed and laughed. As I did not stop, he them said:
"Please, please, stop. Okay, you can fuck me first because I know I will
lose, anyway." I kissed him, first tenderly and in a minute,
passionately. Frankie separated from me and I could see his beautiful dick
erected as a rock as he searched in a box in his wardrobe.  He came with a
device like a pear, made from rubber with a fine tube at the end; that is
normally used for oedemas; that surprised me.

	"What is that for?" I asked.

	"With this we will lube our asses without any problem, using olive
oil. Olive oil was used in the ancient Greece and Rome with much
success. It is much better than vaseline, though I could get it." I smiled;
definitely, my lover was a man of resources. "Once we finish, we can clean
it and be used for its original purpose." I was anxious, my dick was hard
and I thought I would get my orgasm only with a few strokes.

	"Okay. Please put on four legs and I'll lube you; however I would
suggest you do it on the carpet, otherwise we may stain the sheets." He did
as I told him, but when I saw his lovely butt in front of me, I could not
help and I started kissing and lapping it with my tongue. He moaned at my
attentions, then I took the rubber pear, I introduced the tube end and
pushed a little.

	"I feel the oil inside me. Now take some on your dick." I did as
instructed, my cock was very slippery, I took some and I lubricated his
dick and his pucker. I pushed my forefinger inside and it went very easy
into his rectum.

	"I think you are good lubricated. Are you ready?

	"Yes; please don't hesitate; my ass would not have any problem with
your thick cock."

	"Okay." With my right hand I pointed out and positioned my cock at
the entry, my left hand surrounded his chest, them I pushed and placed my
right hand on his pelvis. After a little resistance, my dick entered in him
to the hilt. He moaned. "Did I hurt you, Frankie?"

	"Oh no, I felt a lovely sensation when you were entering
me. Please, do it again; retract without leaving me empty and push again. I
think the oil was a good idea." I did as he told me, but after a few
thrusts, we were moaning and gasping as our first orgasm approached. I was
practically on top of him, my right hand now jacking his prick off and my
left touching his chest. I started fucking him. "John, I will cum in a
minute." He told me near stammering.

	"Me too." I thought to turn him over but my dick needed a release;
so I sped the pace and soon that lovely sensation came to the tip of my
dick as I pushed deep inside him. We moaned loudly as Frankie also reached
his dry climax. He could not resist and his knees buckled, so he was flat
on his tummy with me on top of him; both breathing hard. After a couple of
minutes we were recovered and I could observe his dick was still very
stiff, the same as mine inside of him. That was only the aperitif; the main
course would arrive afterwards. "I'll go out from you. Please turn on your
back." My dick pulled out as he turned around. I saw that beautiful face
and I jumped on him, starting kissing him tenderly; first on the lips, then
his neck, his nipples, his button hole; then again his lips. Our tongues
met and swirled inside. I scooted down. "Please raise your legs." He did
and I entered him very easy. He then put his legs round my waist keeping my
dick deep inside him. I took his cock in my hand and started jerking him
off again. At the same time, I bent and kissed him, sucking his nipples. I
raised and started thrusting him; every time my dick pulled and pushed he
moaned. I was sweating, my head back and my left hand caressing his butt
cheeks. He being stimulated inside and outside was the first to approach
his orgasm. He barely could say:

	"John, I'm coming." I increased the pace of my thrusts and the
strokes on his dick.  Finally both stopped breathing as I made a strong
pump inside him, and he arched his hips to meet my fist. A loud groan came
out of our throats with the impact of our dry orgasm. I fell on top of him
gasping for air, my head on his left shoulder. He had done less effort than
I had, so he recovered first and started kissing my face and rubbing my
hair. He murmured: "I love you John. It is so good to feel you on top of
me..."  Soon my dick was flaccid and came out from his butt. I raised my
head and kissed him tenderly several times.

	"I love you too, Frankie. I don't think anybody can love you more
than I do." I kissed him again.

	"Let's go on the bed. It is more comfortable." He then took a towel
and put it on the bed so that any oil would drop on the towel rather than
on the sheet. We lay on the bed, our legs crossed, our crotches
stacked. Our bodies melted as one. We started caressing each other
tenderly, kissing, without saying anything. After about ten minutes,
Frankie patted my hair saying:

	"John, I love your tuft." He kissed it; then he continued. "Your
forehead; your lovely eyes; your beautiful freckles." Whenever he mentioned
a part of my body, he kissed it. His caresses started affecting my dick
that started getting very hard as he continued: "Your lovely snub nose." I
thought he would continue with my mouth, but he skipped it. "Your lovely
neck and ears." As he smiled, I noticed he also was hard and I started
gasping. "Your chin; your erected nipples." He kissed and sucked one after
the other. Then he returned to my face. "However, what I more love is your
red and thick slips." Saying this he put his lips on mine and we kissed
desperately; our crotches grinding; I felt how a new climax was building
deep inside my loins, so gasping a said.

	"Frankie, I will cum in a minute if we continue like that, don't
you want to fuck me?"

	"Yes, I do, but this is also lovely. I love you John." We resumed
our kissing again. Then he tenderly separated from me. "Please, put on your
four legs, but your head low on your arms."  As I did, he took the rubber
pear and introduced the tube inside my butt, he pressed it and I felt how
the oil was inside my rectum as when my mom put me an enema; then he
smeared some oil on my crack, he licked it spreading the oil with his
tongue until he touched my pucker. I felt a strange sensation as his tongue
touched those nerve endings; now I was moaning in pleasure.  He put again
oil on his hand and smeared on his dick and on mine.

	"I love your butt. Are you ready, John?"

	"Yes I am, but be tender because only Francis had done this to me
before."

	"Don't worry my lover." He said as I smiled. I felt his right hand
on my hip and his cock head on my pucker. He then pushed and the sharp head
of his dick went easily inside me. I moaned, but not because he hurt
me. "Did I hurt you?

	"Oh no, go ahead, it is Okay." A new push and I felt how my guts
were full of his meat, however no pain at all. "Frankie push to the hilt,
it is okay." He did and remained quiet for near half a minute until my body
was used to his dick. He then retrieved himself and then a new thrust as he
started jerking my dick. He increased the pace, and in a couple of minutes,
we were gasping. Soon I felt a lovely and sweet feeling coming to my dick;
I took his hand and helped him to jerk off my dick. He made a strong thrust
into my ass as I dropped my body on the bed with him on top of me. I felt
his breath on my neck and his dick's spasm inside me. We remained quiet for
a few minutes meanwhile we were recovering from our dry orgasms;
nevertheless, our dicks were still hard and wanting more.

	"I love you, John." He said near in a whisper kissing my
neck. "Please turn on your back and raise your legs." I did and he managed
his dick continued inside me with my legs round his waist. I enlarged my
arms and took him to my face, kissing him tenderly.

	"I love you too, Frankie. You are the most beautiful boy of the
world. I love you." I continued kissing him.

	"If you say I'm beautiful probably it is true, but you, John, are
the handsomest boy in the world, at least for me. Beauty can change with
the time, but you will always be handsome, John." He kissed me again and
responded with a passionate kiss. "John, our dads are not beautiful now,
their beauty went away with the time; but they are very handsome men. They
still love each other as they used to do when they were children, as we are
now. That what I want from you, my lover."

	"I will never stop loving you Frankie; we will grow up and I
presume we will much like to fuck girls than to fuck each other; however I
will still love you and kiss you." I said that with all my heart and he
understood it because he kissed me so tender as I had never seen in his
eyes before.

	"I love you, John. You will never know how much I love you." We
kissed again, now passionately. I noticed his dick engorged inside my butt
and instinctively he started fucking me again. His dick back and forth
shoving my hole, at the same time he jacked my cock off. I put my hands
round his butt caressing his buttocks and legs. Soon he raised himself, his
head back gasping as he fucked me. I was gasping too as I noticed how a
great dry orgasm was building up in my loins. After a few minutes, when he
was near to cum, he stopped with his cock deep in me; he bent over and
kissed me. He barely could speak. "I want to enjoy and last this moment as
long as possible." He was so pretty..... I attracted his face and kissed
him round his face until I could reach.

	"I love you Frankie and I will love your forever." He smiled and
returning my kiss he rose again and started fucking me fiercely. In a
couple minutes we were moaning and gasping, suddenly that lovely feeling
came to the tip of our cocks. He stopped breathing as he made a strong
thrust of his sharp dick inside me. My cock now covered with oil rubbing
his crotch as he pushed his hand down dragging the foreskin, so the head of
my cock started pulsating strongly trying to expel what my balls had not. A
strong groan came from our throats as our mutual climaxes hit our young
bodies near at the same time:

	"Agh!!!"

He fell on top of me exhausted, his head on my left shoulder and still with
his hand gripped round my dick as if had passed out. I felt the sweat of
his forehead on my neck as we were breathing heavily. He was more tired
than I was; he made all efforts, so I soon recovered and started kissing
him on his left ears. I could not get any reaction from him. He was
asleep. I slipped him to his right side and I managed to grab the bed
covers, covering our wet bodies; half a minute later, I was asleep as well.

We were not lazy boys; we used to get up early to do our chores and to go
to school, however due to our sexual actions and the warmth of being
together in the same bed, our sleep lasted ten hours; it was 9:00 when I
woke up. My dick was erect due to my bladder full of pee; I got out of the
bed and went to urinate. Silence was absolute in the house; Frankie's
parents used to stay in bed late on Sundays, however it was not normal than
my friend still were asleep. I returned happily once my bladder was empty
and I could watch Frankie's beauty. His large and curved eyelashes, his
still rounded face, thick red lips..... He truly was a pretty boy, and I
had a crutch on him. He was now sleeping on his back and I could observe
the tent formed by his erected cock. Mine started to get hard, so I dragged
the covers until I discovered that lovely little pole. I kneeled beside
him; I took in my hand his dick and I could not help but to put it in my
mouth. I started slowly sucking it, still the lovely oil flavour on his
head; however mine was hard, but before I got my left hand on it to jack
off myself, I notice how two strong arms grabbed me from my waist, dragging
my crotch on top of his face. Soon I felt how Frankie sucked me eagerly as
I did to him. We did not talk, but a few minutes later, we were moaning in
pleasure, speeding up our sucking until that beautiful morning feeling
stroke him first, and half a minute later, to me. I rested my head on his
right loin and continued sucking him until his dick was near flaccid; mine,
of course, was lifeless.

	"Good morning John. It is a lovely way of wakening up." In returned
to his side and kissed him tenderly.

	"Good morning, Frankie. I love you." I continued kissing him.

	"I must make pee and have some breakfast. Aren't you hungry?"

	"Yes, I am."

	"Okay, I'll pee, then we'll make the bed and go downstairs for
breakfast." Still stark naked we made the bed and dashed to the kitchen
with our pyjamas on hand.

	"Can we stay naked?

	"There is not any problem, however it is still chilly." He took a
large pot full of milk and put it on the fire to heat; while we had a quick
shower and combed our hair in the bathroom. He took a large round bread and
made some slices that put on the fire; once they were roasted, we had two
large bowls of milk with toasts. "Would you like butter or oil? He asked
me.

	"Oil, please." He slyly smiled saying:

	"You are too fond of oil." We laughed as we reeled back our mutual
sex activities of last night. We finished our huge breakfast after
repeating toasts and milk; then he prepared two trays with bowls. An hour
later, we heard noise upstairs, so he made fresh toasts and hot milk with
coffee; we put on our pyjamas and carried one tray each. He knocked on his
parents' door.

	"Come in, waiters!" It was Frank's voice. We entered, I placed my
tray near him, and Frankie did to his mom. We greeted and kissed them. "Did
you have a good night?" We blushed, because we understood he knew what our
relationship was. He winked an eye to us. "I see you did." Again, we
blushed and grinned. Then Frankie in a whisper asked his dad:

	"Dad, can we remain naked while we do our tasks?"

	"There is not any problem, however, you must keep an eye your
mother doesn't see you; she's a little bit old..." I saw Frankie smiling."

	"Let's go, John, we have a lot to do." We dashed away and as soon
we were in stairs, we got naked and happy. We washed up all kitchen's dirty
appliances; then we distributed the tasks: I swept and he cleaned; when we
crossed each other I gave a whack on Frankie's lovely bum, he did the same
to me; we laughed every moment we did. We had a good time cleaning so that
we did not feel the time we spent on our work. We finished and Frankie went
upstairs.  He knocked on the door and Frank answered:

	"Yes, Frankie." Frankie without opening the door said:

	"Dad, we have finished our tasks; can we go out?

	"Of course you can. Which are your plans, boys?

	"Well, we will take the bikes, have a ride in the village, then we
will go to the farm. John asked me to lunch in there, I would return before
nightfall."

	"That's look okay and fair, please tell John's dad that we will
have coffee with them this afternoon."

	"Okay Frank, my dad will be very happy to know it." Frankie gave me
a nice squeeze on my butt cheeks that made me to sigh.

	"We'll see you later." With that, we entered in Frankie's room, got
dressed, and took the bikes. In a few minutes, we were riding along the
village streets. When people came out from the church after the Sunday
mass, we were just outside seeing all the girls and boys coming
out. Frankie pointed out to two girls, one blonde-haired, and another with
brown hair and lovely large eyes. We were popular amongst girls because our
bikes and Frankie cute face; he attracted them as flies do the honey. The
blonde came to me; she seemed not shy at all. Both were of our age, however
as it is normal in Spain, an eleven y/o girl had now little sprouts coming
out her chest and these were not an exception; little mandarins seemed to
be under their cardigans. Then she said:

	"Hi boys, you have beautiful bikes." Frankie looked at them:

	"You are more beautiful than the bikes." The blonde blushed and
looking at me, she said:

	"Can you give us a ride?

	"Of course, we can. Where do you want to go?"

	"Let's walk." The blonde said, and she continued: "I don't want
anyone going to tell my mom that I'm with a boy on his bike." We walked
until all people were off sight; then the blonde sat on the bar of my bike,
and the other girl on Frankie's. I felt her near blond hair on my face and
her smooth cheeks near mine, her right ear near my mouth. I could see her
little breasts pushing her yellow cardigan; trying to observe them closely,
my cheeks touched hers; she blushed and moved out a little her face. Then
she said:

	"John, you are too close."

	"I like you, Helen, and I would like to be nearer you, not only on
the bike. She said nothing but grinned, and then I kissed her red cheek. I
noticed how she moved on the bar, she was trying to tell me something, but
my lips were near her cheek. She turned her head and my lips touched hers
giving her a quick kiss. I noticed how she blushed and her arms trembled.
After a few minutes of silence she said:

	"Please John, stop here, I don't want my mom to see me on a bike
with a boy." She was not upset. I stopped and she off loaded herself, and
the other girl did the same, then I asked her:

	"Can we see you next Sunday? She looked at me, I dared to touch her
hand; she did not move but got red again.

	"I don't know, you come, but not with the bikes." Then the two
girls run away leaving us standing there. We rode again and started
pedalling to the farm; when we were near the main gate, I asked Frankie:

	"What did you do?

	"I kissed her on her neck, she laughed and liked it. And you?

	"I kissed her twice, one quick on the lips..... She has lovely
sparking brown eyes in spite of being blond, however not as blond as our
niece Nuria."

	"I did not see you kissing her."

	"You were too engaged with your girl. Did you notice their little
sprouts?

	"Oh yes! It must be marvellous to touch them, she had so a smooth
skin... More or less as yours, John." I looked at his face and took his
hand on mine.

	"I know, yours is still smother, the difference is that their skin
will continue like that forever, ours will become different within a few
years."

	"Never mind, I will continue loving you." I looked at him and I did
not kiss him because we were now near my house and mom was waving us. We
spent the rest of the morning together with Francis and the twins. Little
Joan joined us and run to Frankie's arms. We had lunch in my house with all
the family together as every Sunday. Round 4:00 came Frankie's parents; my
dad hugged his friend and after they had coffee went for a walk to the
barn. I winked Frankie and we dashed away from the rest of the children. We
run, entering in the barn; we hided just in time as they entered. We could
see how my dad kissed his friend tenderly on the lips, they hugged, and
Frank said:

	"Michael, I think history is being repeated."

	"Yes, I have noticed that. I'm proud of Frankie and John and they
are following the same steps as we did a very long time ago. Then I told
you I would love you forever and still, when I see you, my heart jump of
happiness."

	"Yes, it is true, my friend. Let's come back to the house." They
put their arms on their shoulders and exited the barn. I felt terrible
happy; I looked at Frankie and impulsively we hugged and kissed for a long
time. Our dicks were hard, so I junked his shorts down and I started to
suck him; he did the same to me. Some minutes later, we walked to the house
with our arms over our shoulders as our dads had done.

Chapter 13 - A letter from Jim -------------------------------

How was our life in the farm and school? Well, we missed a lot Jim, but we
soon were used to his absence; his every week letter made all of us happy,
but one of them was special, the one he wrote from Paris describing us
about the tart. It was round noon and I sat down hearing one of the new
"zarzuela" that my dad had bought for me, he liked me introducing into the
classical music, and he was getting into it because I loved it. I heard
Frankie bike as he always used to ring it when he entered thru the main
gate. I jumped in joy because I did not expect him until the afternoon. He
left the bike outside and entered, he looked at me and round us, I knew
what was looking at:

	"Don't worry; she is in the back yard feeding the animals." He took
me in his arms and kissed me passionately, I could notice his hard dick
tenting his shorts.

	"Come on, let's go to your room." I stopped him very excited.

	"You should greet mom before... "

	"Yes, you are right." He left and went to the back yard. In two
minutes he was back and taking my hand, he insisted: "Come on, let's go
upstairs." I obeyed intrigued and as soon as we crossed the door, he closed
it. He pushed me onto the bed, dragged my shorts and underwear to my
calves, and started eagerly sucking my dick. With his left hand, he had
unzipped his fly and was masturbating his rigid dick. I started moaning in
pleasure because I liked his sucking more than anything; however I still
was curious why he was so excited.

	"What's up Frankie? You are so lovely excited..." He stopped
sucking me, kissed me again, and extracting a letter from his pocket he
said:

	"It is from Jim, please read the second sheet, later you can read
the rest. I have beaten my meat three times since I read it, and now I need
again a good release that I only get from you." He continued sucking me and
as I read the page with the tart description, I was even harder than he
was. I took off all my clothes and he did the same. We looked like wild and
mad animals; a couple of minutes later we were moaning loudly, our bodies
tensed and we enjoyed one more lovely orgasm. However, as I finished
reading the letter, again we were even harder than before. In summary Jim
described:

""We had ordered a tart for four and Fran‡oise did not know which my
idea was, so he said: "I suppose you have an idea for the tart, if not, I
have one." I smiled and answered him.  "Yes, I have. Let's go to the main
bathroom into the round tub. I took a knife and made two halves and
laughing I took the tart to the bathroom followed by Fran‡oise that
still did not exactly know what I wanted to do. Thinking what was next, our
dicks got hard and they were drooling precum; once in the large tub I said:
"I like tart a lot, however I like you best; I would like to eat you in a
bite." I kissed Fran‡oise passionately and continued: "I'll spread the
tart over you and I will eat it by licking from your body, the last bite,
as it is the best, will be that on your dick; you can do the same on me."
Fran‡oise grinned satisfied and said that was his idea, too.  "Who will
start?" He asked. "Both at the same time, until the pie is stick to our
bodies." We laughed because we guessed the fun that would be involved in
the play. We started spreading the tart on each other until our bodies were
covered with white cream. We looked at each other on the large mirror and
laughed making grimaces and motions as if we were ghosts. We run along the
room one after the other laughing until we returned into the large
bathtub. I took Fran‡oise to the floor and we started licking and
sucking each other everywhere, face, nipples, neck, butt... We rolled one
on top of the other until we could not stop. Our contacts developed into
frenzy need to ejaculate our inner cream. We got into a 69 position,
eagerly, took each other balls inside our mouths, and finally the glorious
moments when we took each other cock to suck it as the last bite. After
near an hour having fun, only a couple of minutes took us to explode with
our climax, with a long scream as we started spurting our seeds inside each
other's mouth. We were breathing like mad to recover our strength after
such an exercise, remaining for more than ten minutes lying on our
positions. I moved and lay near Fran‡oise, kissing him tenderly.""

	"Please, John, fuck me without any lubricant, my dick is near
sore." I did not argue, I raised his legs to my shoulders and my dick
entered in his lovely butt. I fucked him hard and when I was near, we
traded positions, and he fucked me, at the same time he jacked me off.
Several minutes later we were done; gasping and breathing heavily. We
kissed each other tenderly as we lay on the bed.

	"I love you John. You will never know how much I love you." I
stared at my beautiful friend's face and kissed him on the lips.

	"I know it Frankie, because that is the same as I love you." We
kissed tenderly, our dick got flaccid. Only together, we could get rid of
our sexual tensions. "Let's dress. I suppose you will sleep here tonight."

	"Yes, I asked mom and dad, and they consented."

	"Jim and Fran‡oise have spent a whole weekend alone in a luxury
hotel in Paris; have walked thru the luxury city hand in hand and had lunch
in the Eiffel's Tower; even they met a couple of school pals, also in
love... What a wonderful time!" Frankie paused for a moment thinking on his
brother. "What can we do to enjoy like they did in Paris? My dick gets hard
only thinking about that."

	"Well, we do not have a tart here and a bathroom near. However, let
me think about it.  Perhaps we can use a different material. "What about
marmalade? My sister Angela did a lot of strawberry, if we pinch some, sure
she would not notice it, however we had to involve Francis in it."

	"Why not? I'm sure he will enjoy it a lot."

	"Then, let's make plans for the next sleepover, the three
together. Only thinking about it I am hard again." We started kissing and
soon we were on the carpet sucking each other until a new dry orgasm hit
us. Happier than ever we arranged our clothes and went downstairs. That
night was one of the special ones, my parents had told me that they were
going to pay a visit to some friends together with Frankie's parents, they
would go round 7:00 and be back three hours later, so we had this time for
us without any caring of someone disturbing us. We went to fetch little
Francis and the twins; some girls also joined us. We played along the
afternoon, especially with Nuria, Francis' elder sister; she was more an
independent girl that didn't mind what her cousins could tell about her;
secretly they called her "macho" because she behaved more like a boy than a
girl; she was the prettiest of all in the farm and she knew it. Every time
she had an opportunity, would pose in order we could appreciate her lovely
bosom. Frankie and I looked at her breasts our mouths watered and our dick
grew hard. Many boys in the village were mad about her. Round 6:00 pm we
were tired and dirty, we had a quick shower and an early dinner; mom told
us she would leave in the kitchen a large jug of milk and some cakes, as
she was sure we would have hunger before we went to sleep. When they were
ready to leave, Francis came in.

	"I will accompany Frankie and John." He had recently started to
call us by our names without adding the word uncle. "I have asked mom and
she has told me to be back before 9:00 pm. I have had my dinner."

	"Okay", mom said. "But be good boys" As soon as we heard the little
pickup leaving, we shut the door and went into my room. Francis started
closing the door:

	"Leave it open, so we can hear anybody entering in the house."

	"What shall we do? Little Francis asked. I launched myself into
Frankie arms and started kissing him passionately. Francis wanted to
participate, so he got naked and started undressing us while we were
kissing, now on the bed. He knew everything about us, so he went to the
night stand and brought a little bottle with olive oil, he smeared some on
his erected dick, parted my butt cheeks and without any previous warning,
he pushed his dick into my hole. I moaned because I felt a little
discomfort but he was so hot that he did not notice anything.

	"Hold a second, Francis." He reluctantly went out of me; I motioned
Frankie to get a 69 position. Little Francis smiled, and as soon as I
engulfed Frankie's dick in my mouth and he mine, Frankie returned to his
task. We had done nothing since the morning and our young bodies were ready
for good sexual activity until our cock got sore. Francis jammed me and we
sucked each other; a couple of minutes later we were moaning loudly in
pleasure. I was the first one to come, since I was stimulated on both
sides; but soon I heard Francis screaming and thrusting me very quick until
he gave a final thrust and fell on top of me breathing heavily. In the same
moment, my beautiful Frankie raised his hips and pushed my head on his
crotch; his moan was not so loud because he still had my dick in his
mouth. All three fell on our sides.  Frankie and I cuddle Francis still
with his little dick inside my butt. Soon we broke our heap and lay on our
backs, all dicks erected pointing near to the ceiling. As I was in the
middle, I shared kisses from both sides.

	"What's next?" Francis asked.

	"Are you in a hurry? Frankie asked.

	"No with my beautiful uncles near me, but I would like to fuck you
after John. Today is my day."

	"But you will pay back us, be sure of that." We smiled as he said:

	"My butt and my mouth are ready; and my dick, too." We again
laughed. "Before I fuck you Frankie, I'll suck your lovely dicks together."
We looked at each other.

	"Together? You have only one mouth."

	"Yes I know, but your dicks still are very thin and I can cope with
both at the same time."  Without getting an answer he said: "Place
yourselves in front of each other, as if you were to hug, but sat." As we
did he continued: "Approach each other until your crotches are together.
Now lay on your back and cross you legs." As we did, our dicks were
touching and our balls stick together. With his right hand, he gripped our
foreskin down, opened his mouth, and engulfed both dicks at the same time
into his mouth. We were amazed; he then placed each hand on one ball sacks
and started fondling them, at the same time he sucked our meats eagerly. We
could do nothing but to enjoy our blowjob as never before. I saw his blond
long hair touching our loins as our pleasure rose, and rose until we could
not bear his tongue. Near at the same time we raised our hips and groaned
loudly as we reached our climaxes. We lay quiet and he continued sucking;
when he knew we were well done, he left our dicks and went to kiss each
other. "What do you think now?"

	"You little evil...?" I attracted my cute nephew to me and kissed
him passionately.  Frankie did the same.

	"Now is your turn. I need a quick release."

	"Hold a minute until we recover" Frankie said. We lay on the bed
just fondling and caressing each other, suddenly something came to my
mind. "Let's go downstairs to the bathroom."

	"Downstairs? What's for? Francis asked." I winked Frankie and he
knew I had something, so he did not argue. All three naked went into the
bathroom. "I'll be here in a minute." I went to the fireplace and added
some logs on the fire, so that the house continued being warm. Then, I
entered in the kitchen, and with a stool, I reached a large port of
strawberry marmalade made by mom during the summer, I knew Frankie loved
that. They were kissing each other and hot. I took with my hand some
marmalade and started spreading it on Francis crotch, belly, dick, neck,
butt and upper thighs. He giggled at my touch guessing more or less what
was next. "Let's lick all the marmalade from his body. You Francis, cannot
touch yourself, we'll do everything. Let's go Frankie!".

	"Okay, you do on the roof and I'll do on the foundations." We
smiled and immediately I started licking his neck, sucking his earlobes,
then his beautiful face, his nose, his cheeks and his chin. Then I went to
his mouth at the same time Frankie was sticking his tongue in his butt
crack; I shared with him the sweet nectar that he loved, too. I could not
stop sucking his tongue but I knew I had to continue. He reluctantly let me
go; he was moaning and giggling when I put my tongue into his lovely
armpits. I continued down and I took one of his erected nipples in my
mouth, sucking it; at the same time, Frankie was licking and sucking his
lovely rounded butt cheeks. I noticed how excited he was as he breathed and
moaned heavily, squirming his body at every touch.

	"I need to jack off, I can stand" He said in his pitchy voice.

	"No, you can't, we can stop if you want."

	"No, no, please, don't stop." Then Frankie put his tongue in his
butt hole, he screamed in delight and could not help but he pushed his dick
against my chest as he reached his climax.

	"Oh!, please, please... hold a minute, my knees cannot support me,
I must sit down."  However, we did not want him to sit, we wanted him
standing. Frankie from behind started licking his inner thighs and he
instinctively, arched his legs to give him a better access. I reached his
ball sack and licked his balls, removing any marmalade still in there; his
ball sack wrinkled, then I engulfed his beautiful dick into my mouth as
Frankie returned to his butt hole.  He could not bear so much teasing on
his body as he was to fall down; he then put his hands on my head as a
support and started fucking my face in wild motions. A couple of minutes
later, he pushed hard with a loud groan and fell down. We hugged him round
his thighs, he was near to faint when received that tremendous climax. He
was gasping and breathing a lot; we then placed him into the tub
giggling. We were very hard and hot; however, our aim had been complete.

	"How was it, Francis?"

	"Oh John! I never thought it was so good. Where did you get that
idea?

	"Jim told us, but instead of marmalade they used a tart, can you
imagine? I looked at Frankie and without a single word we hugged, kissing
as mad. Soon we were on the floor in a 69 position sucking each other,
until a wonderful climax hit us. When we recovered, we kissed tenderly our
nephew and started showering him, taking care not to wet his hair. Every
time our faces went thru his, he kissed us on the lips or where he
could. We dried him up; and as it was near ten, he dressed, kissed us
again.

	"I'll see you tomorrow. I would like to be with you, but..."

	"Aren't you satisfied? He giggled and said:

	"Yes, I am. My dick is flaccid now." He left, we heard him running
to his house. Hand in hand, we went to the kitchen, I returned the
marmalade to its place, however the pot was middle now. We sat down and
started to eat the cakes and two large glasses of milk. We finished and
after cleaning our teeth, we went to bed. We lay facing each other kissing
tenderly and petting.

	"I love you John, I love that beautiful tuft, I love you dick, your
face, every part of you." I kissed him and looking his eyes I said:

	"Frankie, you are probably the cutest boy of the village, and
sometimes I fear that you would not love me anymore, and I become so sad
that I cannot stop thinking about you. I know it silly, butt..." He then
kissed me on the lips.

	"I will never stop loving you, John. Sometimes I have that dream,
too; but when I see you so glad and content my heart cheers up again. With
all those talks and petting, our dicks were hard again and rubbing on each
other crotch. We started kissing and slowly rubbing then closer, enjoying
our love, without being hurry at all. It took us probably half an hour
kissing, fondling and exploring, until that lead to what it was normal
between two lovers, to a lovely and hot orgasm. We remained for a few
minutes gasping and moaning until we relaxed. I dragged the covers and we
cuddle underneath. We both used to sleep on our right side, so I hugged him
from behind, my flaccid dick against his butt. In a few minutes, we were
hard asleep. Dad came an hour later, and as he saw our door open, he saw us
and closed the door again.

	"How are the boys?" mom asked.

	"As two angels"

	"They are angels, aren't they?"

	"Yes, they are. But you are my lady and I want to show you my..."
She laughed, went into their room and locked the door.

At 9:00 Francis came to my house, mom had already got up.

	"Good mornings, grandma"

	"Good mornings, my son"

	"Are John and Frankie still sleeping."

	"Yes, they are. What do you want?

	"Well, they said we will play this morning, so I would like to get
them up. Can I go upstairs?

	"Yes my son. Please don't be too noisy, grandpa went to bed only a
few hours ago and he is still asleep."

	"Oh, don't worry. I'll be quiet and tell them too." He careful came
up and entered in my room; I heard the door open. He went to my nightstand
and grabbed the little bottle of olive oil we had used the previous
night. He entered in the bathroom and closed the door; he got naked waist
down, raised his legs and lay them on the tub border. He placed the little
bottle on his butt hole and dropped some of its contain helping to enter it
into his butt with his middle finger. He was hard and moaned in
pleasure. He thought in that moment to jack off his dick, but he rejected
the idea. Some oil came to his ball sack and cock, and some under his butt
crack to the floor. With his fingers, he smeared some on his erect dick,
dragging his foreskin up and down a few times until it was greased but not
dripping. He took some toilet paper and cleaned himself and the floor. Semi
naked he entered in my room, I smiled thinking about next. He locked the
door, went to the bed headboard and introduced his legs between Frankie and
me. Quietly I said:

	"Good morning." He did not respond but went under the covers,
sandwiched between us, his but pressing my erect dick and crotch, and his
cock in Frankie crack. As I knew his intentions I grabbed his hips and
pressed forward, my dick entered his greasy butt smoothly.  We sighed
slowly with our first pleasure. He did the same I had done, Frankie feeling
his butt screwed, woke up and pressed back, so I was fucking Francis and he
was fucking Frankie; he put his left hand over Frankie hips and started
jacking him off slowly. We were enjoying our mutual sex interaction. Soon
we were gasping and moaning; Francis first reached his climax with a hard
thrust into Frankie, gripping my cock in his butt; that cause me to also
come in an ecstasy as my orgasm got me. When Frankie felt we were
recovering, he turned over himself.

	"Francis, please, turnover facing John." He quickly did and
immediately Frankie parted his smooth butt cheeks shoved into him. Only a
few thrusts were necessary; he came as he reached his orgasm with gasps and
moans. We remained quietly cuddle; it was so warm, so beautiful. We started
kissing all three in a heap without making any sound, just the noise of our
gasps and kisses. Half an hour later, we were again hard, and Frankie
inside Francis. Then I said:

	"Do you want to fuck me, Francis?"

	"No, I prefer to have you in front of me." We hugged, our dicks
fucking our bellies and his beautiful face on my shoulder, very slow he
said:

	"I love you, John." I did not say anything but we continued our
kissing and Frankie fucking. This time he was the first to come followed by
both of us at unison with gasps of pleasure. We remained for fifteen
minutes in a quiet pack. Then Frankie said:

	"Let's get up, I am hungry and besides the girls and little Joan
told us yesterday to play together. We jumped from the bed and all rushed
into the bathroom. We cleaned ourselves and cleaned any possible trace of
the oil; dressed and went downstairs. We went to the kitchen, and after
kissing mom, Frankie started preparing toasts and all three had
breakfast. Mom reached the marmalade and she murmured:

	"I would say that this pot was near full." We looked at each other,
grinned and continued eating the toasts. Frankie went to kiss his brother
Tomas, and afterward we joined the girls and boys and started playing
hide. I was very close to Nuria, little Joan, and of course, Francis, far
from the other cousins, specially Maria, Manuel's elder sister; she was now
near a woman but even so, she was reserved and did not like to play with
us, she was more sort as mom. We formed pairs and I was with Nuria. I led
her round the main building, but once there, we turned back on the opposite
direction and run to the barn, we went upstairs and hided in a little cave
made with straw bales that we had used to hide when we wanted to jack off
together; that was a warm place. We sat down together facing each other,
our knees touching. I had never looked at my niece like now; she truly was
beautiful, she had blue eyes and straw yellow hair; her cheeks were red due
to the cold weather, the same as her lips near open; my dick started to
grow. We got in silence for a couple of minutes, and then she suddenly
said:

	"John, are you a man?" That took me aback because I did not expect
that question.

	"Sure I am. I have a penis and balls." She blushed and smiled as
she looked at me.

	"No, I mean..." I knew what she wanted to know, so I helped her.

	"You mean, if I shoot..." That was my turn to blush.

	"Yes. You know, I am a woman since a couple of moths ago. I suppose
you know what I mean; I'm over 12 now.

	"Yes I know it." I paused. "No, I am not mature enough yet. Jim
told Frankie and me, that we still must wait until we are round 12 and a
half y/o; so more than one year ahead. I noticed she was excited and her
hormones boiling up in his body, she looked at me and said:

	"You know, you are very handsome, you might not be as gorgeous as
Frankie, but you are handsomer than him." Finishing her words, she took my
face in her hands and kissed my lips. She was inexperienced on kissing, but
her lips were so soft, so sweet, and her face so beautiful than I could not
help; I took her head and I kissed her back, but this time I parted her
teeth; she was reluctant to open her mouth, however she was very
excited. When my tongue touched hers, she squirmed in delight and started
gasping. My dick was harder than ever and tenting my trouser; she was
wearing a woollen skirt, and as we were sat, I reached half of her
thighs. I put my right hand on her left leg and rubbed it, she
instinctively moved her hand looking for something; I held it and put on
the tent formed by my cock. It was so good that we forgot everything about
any care; anyone could have caught us. I pushed her forward on the soft
straw without leaving our kissing; she was now eagerly exploring my mouth
and rubbing my erected dick; I wanted to fuck her, but our orgasms arrived
quickly before I could take off my trousers.  She and I moaned loudly as I
pushed my dick against her; my hand had reached her panties and I noticed
her wetness in there. I had heard a second muffled moan, but I thought she
had done it. We were recovering our breath but I wanted to continue, so I
slid my hand under her skirt and I tried to grab her panties down; when she
felt my hand in there she trembled but suddenly she stood.

	"No John, this is not the place, anyone could see us, besides it is
still dangerous." I stood and we arranged our clothes, my dick still
tenting my trousers.

	"Why is it dangerous?" She grinned at me.

	"Well... not exactly, because you told me you still don't shoot."

	"Of course, I am too young. If you want I can proof it."

	"No, you don't need it, besides they must be looking for us. In any
case it has been amazing. Who taught you to kiss like that?"

	"Sorry, I should not disclose him, but he never told me to keep it
secret. It was Jim."

	"I know he is a good teacher." We laughed. "However he should be
careful with other girls. You know, a friend of mine near had a baby."

	"Near! What do you mean with near?

	"Well, she is now 13 and started doing it with his boyfriend when
they were 11 y/o.  When she was 12 she started bleeding, she became a
woman, but since his boyfriend did not shoot anything yet, they
continued..."

	"Fucking." I pointed out.

	"Yes. However, a few months later she became sick, so her mom took
her to the doctor and he confirmed to her mom she was expecting a baby in
seven moths. Her mom told her father and she told me it was terrible; her
father near killed her; he spanked the girl so terrible that she must go to
the hospital bleeding abundantly; she had a miscarriage and lost the baby.

	"That's a fucking brutality and cruelty; he should have been
jailed."

	"Well, she told me that her mom stopped it. From that day no one
speaks to her father at home, but a few days ago she told me she would
forgive him if he asked for it..."

	"She is a silly girl..."

	"Not so silly; anyway, she should have been more
careful. Fortunately no one knows about it, even his boyfriend,
nevertheless she stopped going to the cottage with him and the fucking
ended."

	"Did she tell you how was it?" She smiled at me when we were near
arriving to the main building where the rest of the boys and girls were.

	"Yes, but I won't tell you." In that moment Frankie came thru a
corner saying:

	"Hand up! You are defeated." We lost our play. Frankie put his arm
round my shoulder and took me aside:

	"John, I have my dick sore. I heard you what you both did
together. I had to bury in a heap of straw..." I interrupted him.

	"Sure you hided, but you must be very careful with you moans." We
laughed and run to meet the rest.

Chapter 14 - The Epidemic --------------------------

Christmas was approaching; I can remember that Christmas time as the
happiest of my life. We, Frankie and I, continued our life routine, however
things had changed a lot since Jim had gone.  Our families knew we loved
each other and could not fight against that fact, on contrary, Frank said
that Frankie would miss less his brother if he was more closed to me; so
they left us to spend our weekends as we wanted whenever home works were
done and school qualification maintained. We alternatively set up
sleepovers in his home and in the farm. We were so in love that we never
were fed up looking to each other. Normally on Saturday, as soon as school
finished, we played until dinnertime, we made our home works and go to
bed. We were children in love and sometimes sex was part of it, but not
most of the time. We spent long hours in bed facing each other on the
pillow and chatting about everything, from time to time we fondled each
other or kissed; but that was love and we enjoyed it. Of course, many times
our petting lead to our passion and we had sex until we were exhausted.

On Sundays we pedalled to meet the girls; we exchanged hidden kisses and
laughed together.  The girls looked very excited and happy with us. I think
we were subject or some gossips from the other girls and boys.

The works for the new school had started at the beginning of November, a
legion of builders, carpenters, smiths, etc. started working. Money called
money, and as these persons started spending their wages, new shops opened
and our school classes filled with new girls and boys.  Mr. Herman and
Frank chose good professionals that had been fighting in the Republic's
side and were not charged with crimes, or had already complied their
sentences. Normally these persons were subject of refusals when were trying
to find a job to feed their children in the Franco's
dictatorship. Mr. Herman bought all abandoned or inhabited houses in the
village and gave them to his workers under the condition they would restore
the houses. They would live in them for fifty years as their property; then
the houses would return to the Foundation's ownership. Married couple with
children had preference.

An accident also helped in these circumstances. A peasant and his mule died
when they stepped on a fallen high voltage line. The Major, formerly a
Mr. Herman's boy, close friend of Frank and a good man, promised himself
nobody would die again in a similar accident in our village; he would get
rid of aerial electrical, telephone, etc lines. With Tomas' technical
advice, he negotiated with the Electric provider to build large
subterranean tunnels along the main streets, where two persons could walk;
and ditches with smaller tubes in the short streets. Once these were
finished, Tomas' company would dismantle all current lines and build new
installations in the tunnels, thus our village would be the first in Spain
with this modern installations; besides this would be the best draining
system, preventing possible floods and carrying all sewages to the near
river. Thus, the village was as ant-nest of activity. However, still there
were many persons in need; mostly peasants that had not the necessary
skill; so now they understood Mr. Herman's idea of building that school
which would provide their children with the professional qualifications
they would need in the future.

On the beginning of December of that year a flu epidemic spread over our
country, many old and weak people died, including a few young
children. Since a virus caused it, there was not possibility of stopping
it. The sanitary authorities recommended remaining in bed, drinking juices,
and taking aspirin or some measures to lessen the temperature. In the most
severe cases, it started on rising temperature during the first day, three
more days with high fever and pain; after that, the fever dropped quickly
and in a couple of day It was over. It was very contagious, so it was
recommended that only one person attended the sick one. The school was near
empty; however we were healthy boys living in the countryside. On Thursday,
I noticed a very suspicious cough in Frankie.

	"Frankie, are you okay? you have a strange cough and your voice has
changed." I asked. He smiled at me with that beautiful face I loved.

	"I'm alright, only a little bit tired." That shocked me because he
was very dynamic, yet I said nothing. The following day he missed the
school, our teacher told us he was with the flu.  We finished late and I
could not go to see him. When arrived home, mom told me his dad had called
to confirm he was ill. Dad had prepared a large basket of oranges for
him. To prevent flu, we all were obliged to take three glasses of orange
juice every day. When I finished school on Saturday, I pedalled to his
home; as soon as I entered, I met Frank; his mom was on a week business
trip with Mr. Hermann.

	"How's Frankie?"

	"He is feverish, and the problem is he does not want to drink or
eat anything. I'm seriously worried, the doctor said he must drink orange
juice, but he rejects anything." I was running upstairs when I heard Frank
calling me, but I knew what he would say, so I continued. I found my
dearest love burning in fever murmuring my name. I hugged him and started
kissing his face and finally his lips; he was really hot. He half-opened
his beautiful eyes and a light grin appeared on his angel face, I started
to sob and again I kissed him on the lips.

	"I love you..." Frank entered in that moment.

	"John! You shouldn't do that, he might infect you." I looked at
him, still tears on my face.

	"I don't mind. I would like to have the flu, too, to be near him."

	"John! You are not serious, aren't you?"

	"Yes, I am. Please, please, Frank, don't throw me away, please,
don't say me I must go because I will return again or I will stay outside."
Frank moved his head puzzled seeing my determination and tears.

	"Okay John, but I must tell your dad." I jumped and hugged him, my
arms round his waist. He returned the hug and kissed my hair whispering:
"Goddess! What ca I do with this pair?" He then louder said: "John perhaps
you can help, we need to bath him in order to lessen his temperature. Get
the tub half of water; the temperature must be below the body's."

	"How can I find out it?

	"You put your elbow in it." That reminded me how my sisters did
when they were to bathe a baby." I prepared the bath and Frank took him in
his strong arms and submerged him, keeping his head up. "Now John, if you
find the water is too warm, add some cold one. He is over 42§ centigrade;
that could hurt him; we must get down to 38§ as maximum." With a sponge rub
his forehead, meanwhile I'll squeeze oranges, he must drink juice."

	"Don't worry I'll see to it, he will drink a whole jug, if
necessary." He smiled, kissed his son, and tussled my hair.

	"Good boy!" I heard him in the kitchen manipulating the oranges. I
contemplated my loved friend and for every rub I made, I kissed him; he was
near unconscious, however, as minutes went by, I noticed the transference
of heat from his body to the water, his skin was not so red; he opened his
eyes, extended his arms, grabbed my head and kissed me, I grinned.

	"I, I, love you, John."

	"That's better. You are seriously ill, Frankie. You must drink
orange juice and take some medicine to keep your fever to a normal level."

	"Now that you are here, I'll do whatever your order me; you well
know I can't deny you anything, even if I have to die." I could not help
sobbing hearing him telling me those words.

	"I love you Frankie and you are not going to die. You will recover
sooner if your do what the doctor and your dad says." Frank entered and
hearing us talking he assumed he son was better; he knew that was fleeting
time and that later on, high temperature would return. He wrapped his naked
son with a large towel and transported him to the bed, tucked him up and
kissed his boy.

	"Now Frankie you must drink the orange juice. I have put some
medicine in it; nevertheless, the flu probably has taken away your ability
to note any flavour. John, I must leave for an hour, I leave you as
Frankie's nurse; I am sure you will take care of him. I'll phone your dad
about."

	"Please Frank, tell him that I will be overnight here, as planned."
He looked at us in a loving and tender way; kissed both and left without a
single word; there was nothing to say.  When I heard the door closed I
jumped on the bed and kissed my love. I slipped my hand under the covers
and rubbed his chest and buttocks; he was warm but not as hot as
before. "Now you are going to drink the whole jug of juice." He opened wide
his eyes, kissed me back and said:

	"I love you John. You know? The sheets feel like sandpaper, however
your hand is so smooth that it comforts me." I smiled and filled a glass of
orange juice. He drank it, again I filled another one, and he drank it. I
did a third one but he rejected it. "Sorry my love, I made a great effort
to drink those two, my throat is so sore... Give me some minutes and I'll
drink the rest of the jug." Half an hour later, I gave him the rest;
however I noticed he was warmer again. "John rub me again, I feel fresher
where your hand is....." I rubbed him his stomach, belly and even his silky
ball sack and flaccid dick. I started to get hard, he guessed it and
smiled. He kissed me on the lips. "I am sorry John, it is not the moment."
I blushed ashamed.

	"I could not help, Frankie; you are so hot that excited me." He
smiled. We started talking about school and making plans for the next
Christmas, however as the time was passing by the fever returned and Frank
had not yet returned. Frankie started to quiver, his teeth gritting.

	"John, I, I, am very, very col.d. Pleas.e, put me more covers." I
knew that was not the solution and besides I did not know where the
blankets were. I did not know what to do; I was in despair. His eyes
closed... I was scared. "John, I, I am very cold." I could notice how his
body quivered. My tears appeared again in frustration. Suddenly the idea
came into my mind; I undressed, and naked jumped into the bed near him. I
wrapped him in my arms, my body glued to his, as we used to do when we made
love. Desperately I started kissing him on the lips, even instinctively, I
put my tongue inside his mouth, but I had not response. He hugged me very
tight and I could feel his body's trembling slowing down. Soon he was
relaxed and started kissing me.

	"I love you, John. Please stay close to me, I'm still cold." He
murmured. I even put my body tighter to his; I felt his trembling and his
muscles movement. Being his body so close to mine, my dick started to grow
and soon was hard. I felt ashamed; he in his feverish state looked at me
and grinned.

	"John I need to pee, but I feel very cold." I did not know what to
do; obviously, I discarded to take him to the bathroom, so I took the empty
jug, I rubbed his dick a few times, and he responded with a moan; then I
lifted the covers and put his dick into the jug. He started peeing emptying
his bladder; he near filled the jug. He closed his eyes relaxed; I kissed
him and put the jug on the nightstand. In that moment, Frank appeared
seeing me in the bed so close to Frankie.

	"John, my son! What are you doing? Do you want to catch the flu,
too?" My dick quickly deflated.

	"He is very cold and I don't know where the blankets are, so I have
tried to warm him up with my body. He is much better, his quivering have
near disappeared."  He left the room and soon returned with a large and
soft woollen blanket.

	"Get dressed; I see he has not taken the juice." I smiled and he
looked puzzled to me.  "What's up?"

	"That's pee; he drank all of it."

	"Good idea, I'll wash it up now, just in case we need it later." He
ruffled my hair; I felt very happy. I got out of bed and dressed. "You must
be starved; I have remained longer that I planned, but now I would not go
out, however we need to eat something and get ready soft food for
Frankie. My love opened he lovely eyes.

	"Dad, my throat is so sore that I cannot eat anything."

	"You must eat Frankie. We need you recovered not sick." I said. He
looked at me tenderly as reassuring me he would do anything I proposed. We
dined and I prepared a very large pot of milk, putting in it many biscuits
until it looked as porridge. I went upstairs and I started feeding my
friend like a little bird; I noticed his pain but he obeyed me. After that,
he drank a glass of orange juice. He dropped his beautiful head on the
pillow exhausted. Frank watched us, kissed his son, and gave me a hug.

	"Thanks John, with your care Frankie will recover quickly. I have
put some aspirin in the juice, so soon he will get rid near all of the
fever, at least during a few hours. I'll sleep in Jim's bed, you can sleep
with him."  I looked at him expressing my gratitude. "Don't worry; you
won't get more contagious than you already are." I laughed. A few minutes
later, Frankie started to talk animatedly, we chatted about everything- In
a moment his dad was out, he said:

	"If my dad was not here, I'd suck your dick right now." We kissed
passionately; he was clean of fever for the first time during the near past
three days. However, that was a fiction; two hours later we took him again
into the bathtub; when the fever lessened he was again content. It was late
so we decided to drift to sleep. Frank got into the near room, I undressed
stark naked and went under the covers. We cuddled into each other arms and
got asleep. Near dawn, I felt a nice feeling rising in my dick, probably a
dream, I thought; however it was so real that I woke up; I found my lovely
Frankie with my dick in his mouth sucking me eagerly. I looked at him so
lovingly that he left my dick and came to me. We kissed tenderly. He then,
in a slow voice said:

	"I must pay you for your efforts."

	"I love you Frankie, I would do that hundred times. It seems you
are a little better."

	"Yes, I think my flu is over; since you bathed me I have slept
comfortable and near all my pains have vanished.

	"Do you want me to suck you?"

	"I feel very weak; probably tomorrow I'll be ready. Let's sleep
before my dad wake up."  We kissed happily, cuddled, and drifted to
sleep. We slept until late in the morning; Frank woke early and touched his
son forehead and he detected no fever, so he assumed Frankie had gone thru
the flu. He woke up us with a large tray with toasts, honey, olive oil,
coffee, and milk.

	"I am starved, dad". Frankie said. "My throat still aches, but I am
alright. Let's go for a pee, John." We jumped from the bed, however Frankie
felt dizzy after those days with high fever. I noticed that, he put his
arms round my shoulders and happily went to relief our bladder. I did not
notice I was naked until I returned to the room and Frank said:

	"You better get something on, it is cold outside." I dressed and
Frankie covered himself with a gown. We ate a large breakfast and Frankie
went into bed again. Frank then said:

	"Since you are much better I'll go out to take some decisions for
tomorrow. Please John, stay here until I return; I'll be here before lunch,
so we can have it together before your return to the farm.

	"Sorry Frank, I would love it, however, as soon as you are back
I'll return home. I promised mom to do that."

	"Okay, it is up to you." He picked up some papers and left. We
chatted making plans, but after a couple of hours we were tired of talking,
then my loved friend dragged me to him and we kissed.

	"John, get naked, I want you to suck me and I'll do it to you, I
feel strong enough." I laughed and in seconds, I was naked and straddling
him, with a few sucks his beautiful dick started to grow and I sucked it
eagerly as he did to me. We moaned in pleasure and soon our little bodies
got rigid; he pushed up his dick and I pushed down into his throat as we
reached our dry orgasms. When we recovered, I scooted up and lay face to
face; we kissed during a few minutes, he then said:

	"I love you, John and thanks." I looked at him and touched his
lovely pale face, kissing his white cheeks.

	"I love you, too Frankie. I better get dressed before your dad
comes." I jumped from the bed and dressed; a few minutes later Frank came
and I returned home.

Friday of the following week, was a feast day. We resumed school; however
Frankie missed it Monday since he was not fully recovered. We happily spent
those days, but on Thursday morning I could not stand, my body was in a
pure ache and I was coughing. Frankie knew the symptoms and immediately
told the teacher about it. He left the school and five minutes later Frank
was outside with his little car.

	"Come on John, you got the flu, my dad is waiting outside with the
car to take you to the farm. I'll keep your bike at home." I was surprised,
however I did not resist because I felt very, very bad. Well that weekend
was a repetition of Frankie's; with the difference, I had not so high
fever, though that night mom took me twice to the bathtub to lessen the
temperature. On Friday about 11:00 my love was near my bed, mom argued
however he said:

	"Maria, he looked after me and now it is my turn, beside I don't
need to care about flu since I have gone already thru it." Mom thought they
were strong arguments, moreover, that would prevent contagious the flu the
rest. Perhaps because I had been drinking orange juice all previous days,
the fever did not go so high and we could chat when it lessened. In order
to prevent the sickness spreading, dad and mom had forbidden the rest of
the children to see me.  Friday evening was the peak moment; mom was with
my dad outside, so Frankie took me to the bathtub, when we returned I felt
very cold, he did not doubt a moment, got naked and went under the
covers. It felt so good and warm that all my quivering dashed away;
however, in spite of the prohibition, Francis appeared in that moment with
tears running his beautiful face. Frankie looked at him astonished.

	"Francis, you should not be here."

	"I know, but... but I can wait." He said sobbing. Frankie extended
his arms to him, he also undressed, and I felt his smooth body and little
dick pressing my back. I turned around and kissed him.

	"I love you Francis, please don't cry."

	"I'll stay only for a few minutes; grandma and grandpa are at home
discussing something with my dad. I suppose they will be here soon." He
hugged me from behind kissing my back, so I was sandwiched between the two
persons I most loved. After some minutes, Frankie told him:

	"Francis, please don't risk to be caught here, we would feel
guilty." He smiled, jumped from the bed, dressed, and kissed us running
downstairs. Five minutes later mom and dad arrived and found us both in
bed. It was a repetition, even the next day when I appeared clean of
fever. However, Frankie remained until Sunday after lunch; we enjoyed being
together and with the rest of the farm's children since the risk of
contagious had disappeared. That was a strong demonstration of how much we
loved each other, now including Francis. They found out later little
Francis had been in my bed, but everything was over and the epidemic too; I
think I was one of the last cases in the village. We never told Jim until
next summer when he came on vacation; but that is other part of the story.

Christmas holidays started; we finished school classes on the last Friday
of the previous week.  We had planed that Frankie would come home for a
sleepover in the farm; we had made many projects to spend that time
together, so I took my bike and rode to his home. We were happy to see each
other; looking forward the prospect of a good holidays. We were saying
goodbye when the priest came and asked Frankie whether his dad was at home,
he nodded and the priest entered in his house. We looked at each other in
surprise, since it was not very common that type of visit, in spite of the
priest being Frank's good friend; so we decided to hear what all was
about. The priest was with tears in his eyes when we entered. We motioned
to leave, though Frank told us:

	"John, Frankie, please sit down." Now addressing to the priest he
added: "I have no secret to this respect with them. Please proceed." The
priest cleaned his face, and blew his nose, then, he said:

	"Sorry. As I was telling you, I have received this morning two
letters, one from France, and another one from my bank in the city. My
French is not very good, so I want you to read it."  He started searching
into his pocket and brought out two envelopes. Then he asked: "In which
part of France is Jim studying?"

	"In St Mary's school in Orleans, near Paris." Frankie's mom
answered. He handled the two letters to Frank, he carefully took his
glasses, and after reading them, he passed onto his wife. We were on
tenterhooks. Then frank said:

	"Well the letter from France is the director of a bank "Credit
Lyonaise" a well known bank thru ought Europe; in summary he said some
school's students have made a quest for money among them and sent to you to
distribute amongst the poorest and more in need people of you parish. He
cannot disclose neither the name of the school nor the names of the
boys. It is a very large sum of money. He also adds, you should keep this
confidentially since his clients do not want to be disclosed."

	"Frank, you are not a believer, but for me this is a miracle after
the flu epidemic and the village situation; you and I know the angel who
has done it. I don't know anybody in France, let alone in Orleans." Frank
thought for a while, and then he said:

	"You are thinking on Jim, aren't you?"

	"Absolutely"

	"You must realise Jim is only three months in that school and he
has only a few friends."

	"Frank, I am not stupid and I have a very high concept about your
sons. I am sure, he or because of him, this money has come here; no doubt
about it. I'll keep it secret, even I will continue with my annual
collection among the rich people, but a lot of persons will have the
happiest Christmas during a long time. I promise. Only I want you to make
me a favour."

	"Go ahead, priest." The priest smiled.

	"I will prepare a list with the distribution. I will follow the
principle of -Instead of give fish; give a cane and rod to fish in the
river-. Was it Max or Engel's?" Frank grinned and we looked at each other
because we did not know what they were talking about.

	"Never mind who was; but keep it for yourself or you won't count as
a priest any longer."  The priest grinned and said:

	"Thanks Family for your help. We will keep this confidential." He
got up, said goodbye and left. As soon as he was outside Frankie asked:

	"Dad, what does it mean about the cane and rod?" His wife and
himself smiled, she then said:

	"Clever boys. That means that instead of give them bread, sweet,
clothes, etc. he will give them tools to work and repair, something
permanent." We immediately understood, I said:

	"That's a good idea. Food, toys, sweets will make very happy the
people, but once they have consumed them, they will be poor again." Frank
tousled my hair.

	"We know it is Fran‡oise and Jim's idea. He did not tell us
anything, but we feel they have made it possible; however they don't want
this be published, therefore, please, do not comment with anybody, unless
Jim authorises us. I'll tell your father all about. Now you can resume your
trip to the farm." We kissed them again and took our bikes. However, that
was the surprise's day. We were ready to start pedalling when a small
truck-van stopped in front of us.  The driver came down and asked us:

	"Hey boys! Do you know James Martinez? Does he live here?

	"Yes, he is my brother, but he is in France." Frankie said: The
driver rubbed his chin:

	"Well, I suppose Francis Martinez Mora is your dad."

	"No. He is my nephew."

	"Fantastic! Then, who are you?"

	"Why are you asking so many questions? You are not a policeman." I
said.

	"Sorry lad. I'm carrying a large parcel consigned to those persons,
plus Frankie Martinez and John Mora." We laughed, but this still increased
him being more puzzled.

	"I'm John Mora and he is Frankie Martinez, my best friend and
James' brother."

	"Lovely. I'll unload the parcel. Is there any adult who can sign my
papers?"

	"Yes, my dad is inside, I'll call him." Frankie said. The driver
and his assistant unloaded a large carton and entered it into the
house. Frankie had explained to his dad all about. He signed the reception
to the driver and he left saying:

	"I must hurry up, the parcels from this company are very expensive,
and shops are eagerly waiting for them. I can't risk losing any. Thanks and
goodbye. We entered in the house and Frank was examining the big box.

	"I wonder what it contains."

	"Please dad, open it." Frankie argued.

	"Well, I would like to do so, however, it is also consigned to
little Francis, so, he should be present when we open it."

	"Then, what do you suggest? Frankie's mom asked.

	"John, Frankie; you better go to the farm as you had planned and
tell them all about. I must do something after lunch, but I'll transport
the parcel to there during the afternoon. John, please, tell your dad we
will meet him for coffee.

	"Okay. Frankie, let's go." We pedalled to the farm, and leaving the
bikes outside, I entered in my house, while Frankie went to my
sister's. The news spread quickly amongst all family members, and, when
Frank arrived, round 3:30, my house was crowded. Francis' dad helped my dad
to unload the big box from the car roof, placing it on the large living
room table.  He asked for a knife and cut of seals. Just as it opened it,
he found two envelopes; in one of them was a letter from Jim and
Fran‡oise explaining all circumstances as it happened in Paris.  In the
other, there was a letter that more or less said:

	""Sirs, following Mrs James Martinez and Fran‡oise Lambert's
orders, we are enclosing herewith the following items: a) One set of
clothes for Francis Martinez, half for a boy of 8/9 y/o, and half for
another of 10/11 y/o. b) Two sets, for John Mora and Frankie Martinez, both
for boys of 11/12 y/o. c) One set for James Martinez, boy 14/15 y/o. Hope
you will enjoy our products.  Regards.""

Frank started extracting the parcels and our eyes widened watching the
garments. In the envelope, also they have included a brochure showing boys
dressed in the fashion clothes. In the first page was a handsome blond
teenager dressed in sport dress, Frank immediately recognized him.

	"Oh! This is Fran‡oise! As he browsed the pages, he found many
pictures of Jim and Fran‡oise dressed in different clothes. Frankie's
mom took the booklet and started kissing the photos, her tears dropping
from her eyes. Then my sister Rose said:

	"The boys must be beautiful in them."

	"We can organize a show as we saw in the movies with girls." I
said. My sister looked at mom and dad, and they approved it with a look,
she said:

	"Okay boys. You have showered, so you are clean. Now we will take
all clothes upstairs and each of you will come down dressed in differently;
one after the other, you will enter in the room, go around and then
out. I'll dress little Joan here." Frankie, Francis and I went to my room
where three sets of clothes had been placed. We quickly undressed, but when
I saw little Francis naked, I could not resist the temptation of touching
and rubbing his beautiful ass. I took him in my arms and started kissing
him and fondling his smooth butt. Our cocks started to get hard and Frankie
joined us, he put little Francis' dick in his mouth while he stroked his
own dick.  We moaned as our pleasures started to grow, however, in that
moment we heard someone coming up. We immediately started to dress with a
grin on our faces. The show was a success, but the best star was little
Joan. He passed dressed in underwear making a lovely tent his little dick
as if he had his little weenie erect. When he was passing he motioned
putting his little ass out to the public. All laughed. We were near
finishing the passing and could observe how happy everybody was, except the
twins; we imagined what they felt. When we were dressing for the last time
Frankie said:

	"John, have you observed the twins? They are sad."

	"Well, I guess why."

	"John, what about if you and I use only one set of clothes? We can
share and dress indistinctively and give the other set to the twins." In
that moment, I couldn't imagine to love other person more than I loved
him. I kissed him on the lips tenderly and quickly and I only said:

	"I love you Frankie, I couldn't love you more. Please do it." He
grinned and when we were in the last pass, he stopped in the middle of the
room, raised his hand asking for silence and then pointing to me and
himself said:

	"We think we have enough clothes with one set, we will wear them
indistinctively..."  My sister Rose interrupted him.

	"What are you going to do with the other set of clothes?" We looked
to the sad twins and Frankie said:

	"They are for Manuel and Louis." The twins opened their mouth in
disbelief, they were so taken aback that did not move during a couple of
minutes; then my sisters Rose and Lucia came to us and hugged and kissed
us. The twins reacted, jumped and hugged us very tight.

	"Thanks to both of you" Then looking at their moms, Manuel asked:
"Mom, can we wear..." My mom nodded and said:

	"Go upstairs and get changed into any of them." We flew to my room,
but as soon as we entered, Manuel looked at me, and Louis to Frankie, they
kissed us on the lips. My tongue parted his teeth and we started kissing,
however, they soon separated and Manuel said:

	"We'll pay you back tomorrow, but now we want to wear those
beautiful clothes."  They changed into the new garments and run downstairs,
leaving us alone in my room.  Instinctively Frankie and I approached and we
kissed tenderly.

	"You are wonderful Frankie. Thanks again." He kissed me.

	"I love that beautiful tuft of you John and my best reward is
seeing you happy." I could resist the temptation and risking to be caught;
I kissed him and dropped him on the bed, our dicks hard as rocks. He
reluctantly separated from me adding: "I suppose we will have time tonight;
on the other hand, we need to arrange the parcels." In that moment Francis
appeared.

	"It has been an excellent idea for the twins." We heard the
applauses downstairs; we hurried up and joined the rest of the family. Mom
suggested that we had dinner all together.  Frankie's mom was browsing the
booklet's pages and I could observe her tears and kisses to the pictures
whenever she found Jim. Then Nuria said:

	"Grandpa, may I have that booklet?" When she observed Frankie's mom
she added blushing. "Well, in fact I want only the first page, if you don't
mind..." Margaret looked at the beautiful girl and she saw the awakening of
the girl into a new life. She understood. She tore out that page and gave
it to her. She blushed again, took the page and run to his house. All knew
what was going on, but no one made any comment. We had dinner together and
when was near over, little Francis said:

	"Mom, please; I want to sleep here with Frankie and John." My
sister gazed my mom and as she nodded, she said:

	"Okay, but tomorrow you will come with your father and me for a
visit." He was near to reject the idea; nevertheless, he thought he would
have more fun with us during the night than the following day, so he
agreed. It was still early to go to bed, so while the adults chatted we
decided to play cards; we chose to play strip poker. They did not know much
about the play so we explained the rules, but we could not play the strip
part, so we decide we would play and the one that won would ask to any of
the contenders to do something as it follows: a) It must be something
pleasant to do. b) It must be carried out within the next 30 days; and c)
It must be something easy to do; so everyone must think about what he would
ask and who would do it in case he won. All agreed, except the elder girls
that left. We started playing and after near an hour Nuria and I were left;
we played again and she won. She triumphantly looked at us for a few
seconds, and then she said:

	"John, I choose you. I'll let you know what you have to do in due
time." I bitted my lips but could not do anything; I was committed to do
whatever she asked me. All children went to bed and only the adults
remained downstairs. Francis, Frankie and I entered in my room and locked
the door. As soon as we were inside, I started kissing Francis. Frankie
yanked his shorts and underwear to his ankles and put his dick into his
mouth. Francis moaned and panting he said:

	"Let's do it on the bed. I want you to fuck me, I'll fuck you
later." I loved fondling his beautiful body, so I took some oil and spread
it on my dick. We lay on the carpet, I was on my back and the little angel
sat on my dick with his back to me; he guided my dick to his hole and I
impaled him. I felt that lovely warm sensation round my cock that was as a
rock. We started moving up and down, I reached him and brought him to my
chest, and so his dick was now pointing out to the ceiling. Frankie
straddled both of us making a 69 with Francis; I could see Frankie's lovely
dick and balls over my head and how little Francis sucked it. Soon we
reached the point of not return, our bodies got rigid and one after
another, we moaned loudly as we had our climaxes. We got in a heap on the
carpet trying to recover our breath. We jumped onto the bed and Francis
sandwiched between both us; we kissed and patted each other. Then Frankie
said:

	"Now I'll fuck Francis, but in the other way; so you two make a 69
position, but be careful not to be so noisy." We laughed, then, Francis
said:

	"You don't need to put oil on your dick, John put enough." Frankie
kissed our little nephew and said:

	"I don't want to hurt, I want you to enjoy." Francis grabbed
Frankie face and kissed him tenderly.

	"I know that." Our dicks were very hard again. Francis straddled me
and in seconds, he had my dick in his mouth. I took his and his balls and
we started sucking eagerly each other.  Soon I saw Frankie sticking his
dick into Francis' hole in a single stroke. He placed his hands on Francis
shoulders and started humping him, so strong that he near took Francis'
dick out of my mouth. I was in the heaven; Francis did it so well that in a
few minutes I felt that nice feeling of peeing need in my dick. I pushed up
into his mouth and I stopped his groans as he also was near his climax so
stimulated on both sides. Frankie was mad shoving his cock into Francis
rectum, he increased the pace and soon he also groaned; all gasping and
with a final groan, we fell on my right side on the bed breathing heavily.

What I wanted more was to suck Frankie, my love and he did the same; we had
sucked each other many times, however every time was different for us. So
after we recovered Francis said:

	"I want to fuck both of you, so take a 69 position."

	"Wait a minute, Francis." I started kissing Frankie round his face,
then down his neck and finally I took his balls in my moth. He was moaning
in pleasure, as he knew how I loved doing that. Soon I put his beautiful
dick into my mouth and he did the same with mine. I could see little
Francis' dick glowing with oil, he took Frankie white globes, parted them
and inserted his dick into his hole. He placed his hands on Frankie hips
and pushed inside him, starting to fuck him. I noticed his pace and how he
was gasping as his dry orgasm was building inside his groins; then he said
in a whisper:

	"Please, turn over, so I can fuck you, John. I'm near coming."
Without leaving our respective dick from our moths, we turned, so now I was
on top on my lover. I felt how Francis' dick went inside me and he started
shoving in my hole. A few minutes later our climaxes arrived: first Francis
and at unison Frankie and I. Our bodies got a spasm, we stopped breathing
and we near gagged each other pushing our dick into each other throat. We
fell on my right side, Frankie in front of me and Francis with his dick
still inside my butt.

We repeated some more times our love exercises until our little bodies were
exhausted before drifting to sleep.

It was early, probably near dawn when I felt Francis' dick trying to find
my hole; he was asleep, probably dreaming. I raised my left leg and guided
his cock to my butt, however he did not make enough effort to perforate my
sphincter, he continued fucking my legs. That made me horny so I started
rubbing Frankie dick and balls, he woke up and he realised what was on. He
then turned down to a 69 position so that I did not move. Soon I had his
lovely dick in front of my lips, I licked its head slowly while he did the
same to me; we were excited with our caresses so I took all his dick into
my mouth and sucked it. It was so nice that a couple of minutes later we
reached the point of not return, we pushed our bodies against each other
and moaned; I could feel Francis dick between my legs as he screamed in
delight. Frankie recovered his former position in front of me and we
started kissing gently. He caressed my scrambled hair tenderly, and near in
a quiver said:

	"I love you, John, my precious boy." He kissed me again and I
explored his lovely chest, pinching his nipples.

	"I love you Frankie; no one will love you as I do." I kissed his
chest, his beautiful chin and finally his lips. We cuddled into each other
arms, our crotches glued and his mouth near my ears.

	"I'll love you forever, John; no matter what happened to us, my
love and body will be yours." I separated a little bit from him and kissed
his lovely lips again. He was so pretty... I could not be fed up of his
presence.

	"I would like to have you like now for ages; loving you
Frankie. You are the prettiest creature on whole world. I love you." He
sighed and we cuddled even tighter; a few minutes later, we were asleep
again.

We woke up later hearing some knocks on the door. I had planned to spend an
intimated time with Frankie before Francis woke up; he was a sound hard
sleeper and needed to be woken up every morning, however our early
exercises had spoiled it. We quickly jumped from the bed, dressed and went
for peeing to the bathroom; soon we were downstairs sat on the large table
having breakfast. Little Joan came telling Francis his mom needed him to
get ready to go to the city. He was a little upset but he could do nothing
since he had agreed the previous night. In a moment that mom was gone I
kissed him on the lips and grabbing his dick I told him:

	"Christmas is coming; don't worry, we will enjoy again." He grinned
and near started kissing me back when we heard my mom coming into the
kitchen. It was a sunny morning and not very cold, a little bit damp,
however orange trees were beautiful. We went to look for the twins but they
were still sleeping; we took the bikes and pedalled thru the farm fields,
we pedalled to the river and showed Frankie the entrance to the gallery
that led to the barn cave.

	"This is a good place to swim in summer and get the girls." I said.

	"I know it. Jim told me he fucked his girl under one of these
bushes." He thought for a moment in silence, and then he added: "Thanks you
are near me John; I miss him a lot. I did not tell you, but the last night
he was here I asked him to fuck me, I knew he needed it, but he rejected
the idea, he told he loved me too much and that the last night he wanted
only to get cuddled as we normally do." I could see his tears dropping from
those beautiful eyes; I grabbed him behind a tree and I kissed him
tenderly.

	"I love you Frankie and I love Jim; he is as my older brother and I
understand how you feel, but I am sure he also misses us, nevertheless, my
heart is telling me that he has found someone that comforts him."

	"Do you mean Fran‡oise?"

	"I don't know, perhaps. He is a very pretty boy, too."

	"By the way, did you notice how interested Nuria was on
Fran‡oise?"

	"Yes, I did. She is a fucking beautiful girl, isn't she?"

	"Yes, she is. I wonder what she is keeping for me on respect of the
card play."

	"Nothing. I'm sure she has forgotten all about it. Come on, let's
see the twins." We went back to the farmhouses and found the twin waiting
for us. We left the bikes and started playing to cow boys; the girls also
joined us. After a couple of hours, the girls deserted us and the four went
to the barn. Manuel lifted the entrance:

	"Come on, let's go in." We entered and he lighted the candles
before we shut the entrance. As soon as the door was closed, Manuel came to
me and kissed my lips while his right hand gripped my balls, the same as
Louis was doing to Frankie.

	"Thank John for what you did last night. Now we want to pay you
back." We grinned and Frankie said:

	"That's not fair. You don't need to pay anything, besides I'll make
you to enjoy so that you will always be in debt with us." The twins grinned
and we started to undress.

	"I want you to fuck me, John." Louis said.

	"I may hurt you..."

	"Oh! Don't worry. Manuel has fucked my hole a few times and I have
fucked him, too."

	"You little rascal...!" I could not end the sentence because I was
naked and Louis kissed me while he was exploring my butt. I felt his tongue
swirling inside my mouth. We loved fucking other boys and Louis was a
lovely one to whom I have sucked a few times and he had sucked me, but we
never fucked. On contrary than Frankie, who liked to fuck from behind, my
preferences were to have my partner in front of me, either on top or under
me. Louis and I lay on the blankets, it was warm inside the cave; we got
into a 69 position and started sucking each other; I had to recognize that
Louis had learnt a lot, he near got me to the edge in a few minutes; we
enjoyed our sex until reached our dry orgasms. He screamed very loud when
the nice feeling hit his ball and dick. I could not smile because I was
gasping for air after that lovely orgasm. Frankie and Manuel were in
similar situation. Once we recovered, we laughed about Louis' yell.

	"Louis, do you scream the same when you are with Manuel?" Manuel
laughed and said:

	"I had to shut his mouth by placing my palm on it when I am
expecting he is coming."  We again started to laugh.

	"Well here you can scream all what you want, no one would hear
you."

	"That is the cause I love this place. Manuel and I like to come
here when we are horny."  He was stroking slowly my dick that again was
hard as a rock. I kneeled near his legs, took them up on my shoulders and I
got ready to insert my dick on his lovely butt. However, he was a master;
instead, he took his knees to his face, so his but was up to me. I put a
little oil round my cock and inserted it into his hole. I needed a little
pressure but after a second try it was all the way inside his lovely
butt. I bent over, our faces touched; I started kissing him, our tongues
met, and I felt his hands round my neck. I was terrible hard inside that
warm cave and I could feel his hard cock rubbing my belly. Without leaving
our kissing, I started fucking him; I slid my hand between our bodies and
stroked his cock. Frankie had gotten Manuel on doggy position; his hands
over Manuel hips and was fucking him wildly. I was near my orgasm, so I
left our kissing and I increased my pace in/out his butt, at the same time
stroking his dick. I noticed how my cock was pressed by his inside muscles;
that made me mad and humped even stronger; his little body moved on the
blanket as I shoved my dick inside him. This time we could hear two
screams, one from Louis and another one from me when we reached that
tremendous orgasm.  I fell exhausted on top of him and he hugged me
tenderly, kissing my face. When we recovered, he said:

	"That was wonderful, John. I never had so a strong feeling in my
dick. I though I would pee all over me, but nothing came out." Francis and
I smiled, he puzzled himself and asked: "Why are you smiling?

	"Because we know what is happening to you. My brother told me that
when you start feeling like that you are near matured and soon you will
spill semen instead of nothing. Besides, it is not true that you did not
spill anything." He looked at me astonished; I grabbed his near erected
cock and squeezed it; a clear drop of something came out the pee slit. "It
is precum, so that means you will get semen soon." With his finger, he
tasted the clear liquid; he smiled satisfied and said:

	"It tastes good, but I am the same age as you are and..."

	"Never mind, there are not two boys the same; some mature before
others, and you will probably get your semen before all of us." He openly
smiled and looking to Manuel tenderly, he said:

	"Did you hear, Manuel?"

	"Yes I did, but I must tell you that I feel and get the same, but I
never shout like you." He squeezed his dick and we could see the sticky
liquid appear on his dickhead.

	"Ah rat! You kept that for you." He stood and started kissing
passionately his cousin and lover; soon they were engaged on sucking each
other. We could not be less than they were, so I took my beautiful lover in
my arms and we started kissing each other, our crotches rubbing, our dicks
pushing and our tongues met inside our mouths until we felt again that
marvellous orgasm that we always had when we were making love together.

We remained for sometime in the cave until our dicks were flaccid. During
those days, we spent many nights together and pay some visits to the cave,
especially with Francis. Christmas day came and we enjoyed being together,
but the great day was, and still is, the New Year Eve.  Children are
allowed to remain with adults until they are so tired that voluntarily ask
to go to bed; even little portions of alcohol are allowed for the older
children. That night we had dinner together all families plus Frankie's, so
there was many people. We had heated the house in order we could wear our
new summer clothes. The twins wore the same dress, so they appeared as
truly twins; however, the most beautiful one was little Joan, he was so
pretty and besides so happy that he received kisses from every one of
us. Dad put music on the new record player and adults and children danced
together. Thru the radio set, we heard the last twelve bell strokes sounds
from Madrid, so the New Year came in. Those were fantastic moments! We
hugged each other wishing all the best for the new coming year. I wanted to
kiss Frankie and he wanted the same, so hand in hand we run upstairs to my
room; as soon as we entered in my bedroom, we kissed tenderly on the lips;
a few tears came out and we hugged very tight. The twins and little Francis
joined us and we all kissed each other; when we noticed our dicks started
to grow I said:

	"We better go downstairs to continue our feast." All understood and
soon we joined the rest of the family. Little Joan and Nuria were radiant
of happiness. An hour passed and the phone rang. I run to pick the receiver
up:

	"Hello! Who is calling! I heard Jim voice on the other end of the
line.

	"John, it is me, Jim."

	"Jim!!! How are you? Happy New Year! What a wonderful surprise,
Frankie is near me.  A great hug Jim." I did not wait Jim answering me
because Frankie was near me. He took the receiver and I immediately shouted
into the room "It is Jim!!!". Frank and Margaret stood and went to the
telephone. Frankie was speaking.

	"I love you Jim, I have missed you a lot, I am so alone when John
is not with me..." He was crying.

	"How do you manage to be together? He almost could not answer.

	"We alternatively have sleepovers. I love him, Jim. Mom and dad are
here. A great hug Jim, and Happy New Year."

	"The same to you, Frankie. Give a hug to John."

	"I will in your behalf." He handled the receiver to Frank.

	"Son, my son. How do you feel Jim." Jim's voice broke with
emotions.

	"Sorry dad, but I am not so strong as I should be." They questioned
each other about all of us and the rest of the family, his mom crying near
his husband enable to take the phone.  "Dad, I am very happy, I would never
thank enough to this family what they have done for me."

	"That family must be great, we hope to have the opportunity to
thank them personally, sometime." Jim had his arm round Margarita waist and
she could see her love emotional moments. Then Jim added:

	"Dad, I want to introduce you to someone to whom I deeply love. She
is the most adorable and beautiful girl in the world and now is near me,
she is Margarita, Fran‡oise's sister." He gave the phone to Margarita,
she was a very little reluctant, but she thought those persons would be her
own family and she could not reject it.

	"Mr. Martinez, Happy New Year."

	"The same to you daughter; welcome to our hearts, Margarita. Thank
you very much to all of you for making Jim so happy. You will understand
that when you have your own children.  Thank you again." Margarita did not
know what to say and handed the phone to Jim that continued speaking to his
dad, then to his mom. Jim then asked for his elder brother Tomas and when
finished she handed the phone to him.

	"Hey great boy! How are you, brother?" Jim could not resist
retaining his tears when he heard his real brother speaking to him.

	"Tomas, I miss you all a lot. We refer many times little Francis,
because here near all boys are blond as he is. How is the beautiful Joan?"

	"He still more pretty, tonight we have put the house very warm and
the boys are wearing the clothes you have sent, they could not wait until
summer. He is sat down on dad's knees, as usual." They chatted until Joan
approached and took the receiver sending kisses to his uncle, finally Frank
ended the call because he though they could not abuse of that family.

With Jim's call, we exploded in happiness. The feast went on until very
late and all were exhausted of dancing, laughing, eating and
drinking. Frankie and I went to bed and only had time to kiss and cuddle
into each other arms, in a minute we were asleep. Probably, to the time I
used to get up, round 8:30, I woke up, but not totally. It was warm and
comfortable; I was in the same position I had when we drifted to
sleep. Without moving, I contemplated the beauty of my friend and lover;
his large eye-lashes, his round chin and pink cheeks; I could not help and
I kissed his lips and chest; I cuddled even tighter into his chest; my hair
under his chin; near in a murmur I said:

	"I love you." I felt his hand that caressed my hair and a whisper
saying.

	"I love you, too, my handsome friend." I did not say anything
because I felt the happiest boy of the world. I grinned, kissed his chest
again and we drifted to sleep. The same dream came again to my mind: we
were a flock of angels, hand in hand; the twins, Francis, little Joan and
myself; Joan in the centre being escorted by the twins on one side and
Francis and I on the other. We flew from mountain to mountain, over the
village church's tower and after that over the countryside. It was spring
and we saw a beautiful field covered with daisies and red poppies; in one
corner, there was a large tree and stone, on the stone was sat down an
angel, his head between his hands looking to the west. We landed near him
and approached from the east; we noticed he was sobbing. Little Joan
touched him and asked:

	"Why are you crying, friend?"

	"Oh little angel, I have lost my best friend and lover; I cannot
return without him."

	"Why? We are angels and we cannot lose our way to the heaven. I am
sure he will find his way."

	"Maybe; but I will lose his love and I will be sad for the rest of
my life. I would not be able to bear that. " All of us were hearing in
silence behind him. Joan asked again.

	"Which is his name, perhaps we may find him?"

	"Oh, he has a beautiful name; his name's John and has a lovely tuft
on his front hair. I love him too much." In that moment, we realised who he
was; he was Frankie. I put my finger on my lips in order they kept
silence. I took his face from behind and kissed him tenderly on the neck,
he moaned and cried louder; then I bitted his ear lobe and he knew who I
was. He lifted himself from the stone and looked at me.

	"Oh John, my John; my love!!! It is you". He kissed me and then he
bitted my ear lobe because that was our password. I felt the tenderness of
his teeth on my ear and I woke up. Yes, it was Frankie; my Frankie, who was
really kissing me. I kissed him tenderly and then passionately.  " I was
having a lovely dream again, we were in the flower field..."

	"And I was sobbing because I had lost you."

	"Yes. That was again."

	"I might have lost you, but not your dick." Saying that, he buried
himself under the cover, I felt his mouth round my erected cock and his in
front of my lips. I did not hesitated a second.  Eagerly I took his in my
mouth and we started sucking each other, but not for a long time, because
we were not tired; in few minutes our bodies reached the point of not
return and again we enjoyed our mutual orgasms near at the same time. When
our dicks were flaccid, he recovered his original position near me. We
kissed and patted until we heard some knocks on the door. It was mom.

	"Come on, boys; it is near midday."

	"Yes mom, we'll be there in a minute." We got up, washed up,
dressed and went downstairs to have a light breakfast. We spent the day
playing with the rest, especially with the twins, Francis and little Joan
that now joined the group.

Christmas was over and on the 7th January classes resumed and the routine
of every weekend; either in his house or in mine we enjoyed our young lives
in all aspects. On one Friday evening, near the end of January, mom told
me:

	"John, we are going to the city to make some purchases; we will be
here round 8:00.  You have some dinner ready, just in case we are late."

	"Thanks mom, as soon as I finished my home works I'll go to play
with the twins and Francis, when they finish their chores too." They left
and I continued my job. About an hour later, I had finished my works and
was lying on the large couch reading a book that the teacher had
recommended us to read. I heard the door to open and Nuria came in; she was
so beautiful... The room was warm because I had started the fire before mom
and dad had left.

	"Hi John, I told mom I have come in order you help me with some
maths calculations."

	"No problem, we have all afternoon, dad and mom have gone to the
city." She was carrying a notebook under her arm and a pencil on her
hand. She put on the notebook on the table and sat near me; when I tried to
raise myself she said:

	"I don't need any help; in fact I have already finished my home
works." I looked perplexed to her, but not surprised because it was not the
first time she came with the other girls or with Francis to chat. She
pushed down me as she continued: "I have come to get paid, you own me
something."

	"Do I?" I asked. "What is it?"

	"Don't you remember our card play?"

	"Sure I do, but you did not tell me what my debt was; I supposed
you had forgotten."

	"No, I have not." She raised and locked the door, just in case
someone came. "I don't want someone interfering."  She then sat near me and
without notice she put her arms round me and kissed my lips. I felt her red
lips on mine and my body squirmed. Immediately I realised she was na‹ve
on kissing, probably it was the first time she was kissing a boy, so before
she could do anything, I put my arm round her and pushed my lips trying to
part her teeth to enter in her lovely mouth. She resisted a little but
finally she gave up and opened her mouth and our tongues met. I noticed the
spasm on her body with that unexpected experience; however, soon she found
out the lovely sensations and started moaning in pleasures. I slipped my
hand under her blouse and touched the hard pointing breasts; she was not
wearing her normal little bra. I cupped one of them and this time I was the
one to spasm; my cock was harder than a rock. I unbuttoned her blouse and
raised her underwear. Tenderly I pushed her on her back on the couch, I
took off my trousers and I started sucking one of her breasts. She gasped
to my touches and grabbing my dick started caressing it. She quivered when
I put in my mouth one of her erect nipple; she was now quickly approaching
her climax and I wanted that time to last, so when I noticed she started
gasping I left her breasts.

	"Please John, don't stop now." She murmured. I did not say
anything; I got naked and I undressed her. The view of that beautiful body
and her cunt now pouring juice made me mad. I was very near of my orgasm
and I wanted to delay it, but I could not control myself. I scooted down
between her legs in order my dick did not touch her, fearing that I would
cum. I touched her little almond stone of her cunt, she quivered at my
touch and the clit erect itself; I sucked it savouring the strange taste,
she yelled in pleasure, however I was very close to my climax. I scooted up
to her face and started kissing her neck; in that moment, my dick touched
her wet cunt and I could not stop my orgasm. I stopped breathing, I pushed
down my hips against her, my dick was flat on her vagina and I groaned in
pleasure. She was engulfed in her lust, however she noticed my stop. "John,
don't stop, don't stop, please." But I needed to recover; so making an
effort I continued sucking her; in other circumstances I would have
preferred to abandon myself on top of her and to enjoy those moments, but I
knew that was a moment that sure it would not be repeated again. My body
recovered very quickly and I was again sucking her nipples, but now more
relaxed and on control of my actions. Now was her time to suffer the
eagerness.

	"Can I fuck you?"

	"Fuck me? Do you mean to put your thing inside me?

	"Yes. We are very young, so there is not any problem.

	"But I know that will hurt. Isn't it?"

	"I don't know, this is my first time. I'll try it, if you feel it
hurts, stop me."

	"Okay, go ahead, but slowly." With those few words we got a little
bit relaxed, so our climaxes were delayed. I resumed my kissing and
sucking, first her neck, armpits, lips, and those lovely little breasts; I
scooted down kissing and sucking her tummy and buttonhole. I licked the few
hairs she had round her cunt. She was now again very close; I touched her
vagina and placed my dick at the entrance. I was mad about that moment and
as an inexperienced boy as I was, I pushed hard down. I noticed how my dick
entered in that warm and slipping cave; however soon it found a guardian
that stopped its way down. I pushed harder and she screamed loudly. "Stop,
stop! It hurts." I retreated.

	"Sorry. Let's exchange positions so you have the lead." She was not
very convinced, but she was so engulfed in our plays and needed of a
release that immediately she straddled me. She took my cock inside her
vagina and pushed, but soon she retreated reluctantly. She then started
grinding on top of me, my dick inside her but without going further. Her
long hair was on my chest and soon I felt her lips again on mine, kissing,
our tongues swirling inside our mouths, and her cunt grinding on my
dick. We were mad and I did not understand how she did not get her orgasm
when I was near my second. Soon I noticed she stopped breathing and pushed
down her hips at the same time I helped her with my hands on her lovely
butt cheeks. I moaned in pleasure and pain as my orgasm hit my dick and her
teeth bitted my shoulder. I heard her scream as she instinctively pushed
down receiving her first really orgasm mixed with pain. My dick did not go
totally thru, but sure it partially torn her hymen. We were breathing hard
and gasping for air; she slid to my side and kissed me tenderly on the
chick.

	"No a single word of this to anyone. Do you promise?" I grinned and
I kissed her cheeks. Then I said:

	"We have time enough, can we do it again?" I knew she was now under
that sensation of regret and shame that Jim told us when boys start
spurting semen. He had warned us that this disappears after a few minutes,
and you would feel nothing, but relax; if you are mentally prepared. I
understood what she was thinking and feeling in those moments.

	"No. It has been lovely John and you have been very tender, but
there will not be a next time." I reached my shoulder because I still was
feeling a little pain. She opened her lovely eyes when she saw her teeth
marks on them.

	"Sorry, John; I don't know what happened to me when I bitted your
shoulder. It was so intense that I couldn't help..."

	"Never mind, it does not hurt, however I must take care mom doesn't
see it, otherwise she would make questions..."

She looked worried to me, dressed, kissed me and grinned; I knew she had
already recovered, but something stopped her to continue. She sat near me,
touched my flaccid dick and kissed me again.

	"You have a nice and active little brother. I hope you will get a
nice girl to fuck; you are very good." She smiled at me as I dressed and
she added: "You have well paid your debt." We laughed again.

	"It was really good Nuria and I will never forget it. I love you."

	"I love you, too." She kissed me on the lips a quick peck and
left. As she told me, never was a next time. She would have nice
experiences with Fran‡oise, but that is part of other chapters. As soon
as she left I started reeling what has happened during the previous hour;
my dick grew as all images came back into my memory; I had to jack off
twice that evening before dad and mom came, and one again when I went to
bed. "Would this change my love for Frankie?" I thought. However next day
when Frankie appeared at the door all images of Nuria dashed away as if it
had never existed. He had the power to fill my mind and to control my heart
in all ways. When we were under the bed covers kissing and patting each
other, he guessed something had happened. We kissed tenderly on the lips
during a couple of minutes, ready to start making love, our dick erected,
then he separated a little bit from me, he caressed my hair, and kissed my
tuft:

	"Will you tell me what you have in your mind?"

	"Yes I will, but how do you know it?"

	"I love you John and I know you have something to tell me since the
moment I entered in the house." I kissed him on his naked chest and I
started telling him what had happened the day before.

	"I thought it would affect us because I have been thinking about
all of this the whole morning and I had jacked off three times before I
drifted to sleep; however, when you appeared at the door this afternoon,
everything dashed away from my mind; you and only your presence filled my
mind and my heart. I love you Frankie, and nothing, do you understand?
nothing and nobody will fill my heart and my mind as you do." He looked
into my eyes and we kissed tenderly.

	"I love you John. I know that, but it is a beautiful music hearing
you telling me that. I know you were asked to keep it secret, however you
have told me all about."

	"Yes, I was. But we are as a single soul and person, so I don't
violate my secret, you are me and I am you." He looked again into my eyes
and said:

	"John, you are the most adorable creature of the world for me, and
you can be sure that no one would replace you in my heart. I love you."
Saying this he hugged me very tight, and then he added: "Do you want to
fuck me?" I don't know why but some tears came to my eyes.  We were not
fond of being fucked, but he was ready to please me, even if he did not
like it. I kissed him and I cuddle my head on his chest.

	"No, Frankie; unless you wish or need it, although, you, like me,
don't much want it."

	"I know, John; but you deserve anything and my soul and my body is
yours." We kissed; he licked my tears, hugged very tight and cuddled into
each other arms. "I love you John."

	"I love you, Frankie." A couple of minutes later we were hard
asleep. Probably it was one of those many times that being together in bed,
we did not have sex.

Chapter 15 - The examination ----------------------------

Time elapsed very quickly. A new teacher, a music professor, had
provisionally joined the school staff contracted by Mr. Herman. He had been
a prominent musician before the war and now had been separated, as many
others due to his political thoughts. The twins immediately joined the
group of students that wanted to learn music; Mr. Herman's aim was to form
a music band in the village.

Winter finished and a new spring came with many flowers. Orange trees were
in blossom and swarms of bees flew from tree to tree collecting the sweet
pollen. Each of us received a letter from the JJ's school pointing out the
date for the entry examination. We were excited and made some trials under
Frank's supervision; we were confident of our capability to pass it. That
day we took an early train to the city, Frank, my dad and both of us. We
took a taxi and arrived at the school that was located in the outskirt of
the city. It was larger than we thought, many red brick buildings scattered
and surrounded by trees, sport fields where we could see many boys playing
soccer and other sports. The whole group of buildings was fenced with a
brick-iron wall.  Many boys and their parents were waiting at the main door
of a large building. A young priest came and said:

	"Boys applying for scholarship, please proceed to enter and sit
down in one of the classrooms according to their surname's first
letter. Normal students must go to the next building where there a list
showing the classrooms where each one will be examined. We entered; there
were two large rooms; one for students' surnames A to L and other from M to
Z.  We entered and the priest continued: "Please sit down one per desk."
Two blond boys of about 12 y/o entered and placed themselves near the
priest. "These are Marco and Antonio Gilbert; they are twins and excellent
students; they will be act as my assistants." The boys grinned.  "Should
you need anything or make any question, they are ready to help you. They
will distribute a set of pages like this, with the name of each of you; you
will only need to fill up the date and languages you would like to learn in
this school in order of preference. Then you will have one hour to answer
the questions on it. I must stress that this paper is prepared to find out
how prepared you are about general culture. Firstly it will be taken into
consideration the accuracy of the answer; and secondly, the time you spend;
therefore, as soon as you are sure you have answered correctly all
questions, you must deliver it to us, we will write down the time.  This
exercise can be checked quickly, so, half an hour later we will name those
students who have successfully passed the first part of the examination, in
order they continue in the second part. Any questions?"

The blond boys distributed the papers and the priest added: "Now you have
ten minutes to fill blank lines and to have a look into the papers." The
time elapsed and the priest said: "I am confidence that all of you will
behave as excellent and honest students. Please start!." Frankie was sat at
my left in a different desk. We looked at each other and concentrated on
our task.  Three quarters of an hour later, we had finished. A blond haired
boy stood and delivered his papers. We followed him and we gave them to the
blond boys. They smiled at us and we left.  The priest was punctual; after
half of an hour, he came out with a list in hand. We were nervous and
everybody kept silence. He started naming the successful candidates and we
were amongst them. We entered again in the same room, but this time only
twenty boys there. The priest then said:

	"This is the last examination. You must make a free writing about a
theme as shown on the papers: History, Society or Religion. The aim is to
find out how you write, express and organize your work; the story itself
will not be relevant, however, the orthography and syntax will have a great
importance. You have two hours." Then Frankie and I stood and asked for an
extra sheet. The priest asked: "Don't you have enough papers?

	"Yes, but we need a half sheet to develop the scheme. The priest
smiled and gave us one extra sheet to each of us and to the rest of
participants. One hour and a half took us to develop our work. We reread it
before delivering it to the priest. When we were leaving, we met at the
door the two blond brothers; they smiled at us and Antonio said:

	"We expect to be friends, if you have done as before, we are
absolutely sure we will be together in the school."

	"Thanks" Frankie said. "We have done the best as possible; now it
depends on how the rest have worked."

	"Do you have a phone number?" The blond boy asked.

	"Yes, it is on our papers. What is it for?"

	"We cannot do this, but if we know something in advance we'll call
you before the letter arrives. A friend of us did the same to us last
year. Please don't comment it even with your parents."

	"Thanks Marcus. We would much appreciate that." They shook hands
with us and we left. Our dads were waiting for us; we explained all
whereabouts of the exam and how we had done; we showed the scheme that we
kept in our pockets and Frank expressed his satisfaction.  We returned to
the farm where moms were waiting for us. The priest had said that within
two weeks we would receive a letter with the outcome. We were nervous and
all boys and girls came to ask us. Since it was Saturday Frankie remained
overnight on the farm; we need it and they gladly accepted. When we were in
bed and under the light cover, we kissed tenderly. I hugged my lover and we
started petting each other, soon we were engulfed in a sex play in a 69
position, sucking each other. We needed to relieve our tensions, and a few
minutes our bodies tensed and that nice feeling came to our crotches once
more. When we recovered our breath and positions we lay in bed, Frankie
behind me with his arms round my chest, from time to time, he kissed my
head and I did on his arms.

	"I love you John."

	"I love you, Frankie." We kept silence for a while then I said:
Frankie didn't you notice anything on the blond twins in the school?"

	"Noticed what?"

	"Their manners, how they speak, how they walk."

	"Yes, I did. I was not sure, but now that you have the same
impression as I have, I think they are queers, both of them." I turned
around, now facing Frankie.

	"That's my idea. It would be fantastic if we go into that school
and have them as friends.  We could fuck them all the time, they have nice
butts." Frankie smiled.

	"Don't you have enough with me?"

	"You are special and my lover." I kissed him tenderly on the
lips. "Besides we don't like to be fucked."

	"I don't like anyone, but you."

	"Are you suggesting we should fuck each other tonight?"

	"Why not? It has been a long time we have not done it. I love from
time to time to have your legs up on your chest and insert my dick into
your beautiful butt. Do you know you have the loveliest butt I ever saw?" I
kissed him, our tongues met and soon we were terribly hot; spring had his
influence on us.

	"Let's fetch the oil." I rummaged in my desk until I found the
little bottle; I poured some on his lovely dick and I stroked it several
times. What a lovely view!. I lay on my back; he started sucking my nipples
as I stroked his dick; he then took into his mouth my whole package and
sucked eagerly. "I am near, Frankie." I said. He stopped scooted a little
bit down, raised my legs to my chest, my knees on my face and my butt
showing up. He pointed his dick to my hole, pushed and in a couple of tries
he was all the way into me. I felt full of him and his face near me. I
dragged him to me and we kissed passionately; at the same time, he was
rubbing my dick. I noticed how his face changed into grimace of pleasure;
soon he was humping on me in/out. I felt my orgasm approaching as a strong
wind sweeps the fields. I dragged his head to me I kissed him passionately
as he gave a final push into me; our bodies tensed and we groaned as
orgasms hit us, collapsing into a love embrace, breathing and gasping for
air; his lovely head resting on my left shoulder. We remained like that for
about five minutes without saying anything. Finally, he moved, kissed me
and slid to his left side.

	"I love you, John. Now is your turn."

	"I love you, Frankie. I don't need it, maybe some other day; I
prefer to watch you, my beautiful lover." He looked into my eyes, kissed my
hair, my nose and my lips; then he said:

	"There is no one more beautiful than you, John; at least for me."
We hugged very tight, put off the lights, and drifted to sleep.

We continued our daily routine;, however we could not put off of our minds
what we were waiting for. We had recently started school spring time by
which we had school Monday to Friday. I was saying goodbye to Frankie when
the phone rang:

	"It is for you Frankie." His mom said:

	"Hello, Frankie, it is me, Marcus."

	"Marcus! Glad to hear you, do you have any news?"

	"Yes, you must keep it confidential, but I have seen the list and
you and John are heading it with the best qualifications." Frankie could
not speak. "Are you there, Frankie?"

	"Yes, sorry Marcus." Then I took the phone.

	"Marcus, I'm John. Thanks for your call; we don't want you to be
caught." Then slowing my voice I added: "A great hug and a better kiss on
your lovely lips." Marcus blushed and grinned.

	"Goodbye boys. I'll see you soon." He hanged up the phone and runs
to see his brother.  "They know we are homo brother, and it seems they
don't mind." His brother smiled and they run to the sport fields.

You can imagine the explosion of happiness. Frankie hugged his mom and dad
that entered in that moment, his beautiful face with tears. I did the
same. Then Frank said:

	"I think we should phone your family, John."

	"No. I'll tell them personally. I want to give a lovely surprise."

	"Mom, can I go with him and tell to Tomas?

	"Yes, but don't forget to return here not too late."

	"We'll do before night fall." We took the bikes and pedalled to the
farm. I think we were flying more than running. I entered in the house and
I found my dad. I jumped onto his arms and I hugged him very tight; I near
made him to fall. That was the last time I hugged my dad like that.

	"We have passed the examination, dad!!!. Mom heard the news and she
hugged us making a heap on the sofa all four. Then Frankie run to his
brother's home and the scene repeated. Within minutes, the farm was a
feast. The following week we received the letter from the school notifying
us the news we had already heard a week before, and calling us and our
parents for a meeting on Friday morning of the following week. As soon we
arrived, the priest received us in the same classroom. It was near full
with all boys plus the families. We could see the blond haired boy also
with his family already there. The priest then said:

	"First of all, welcome to our school and congratulations to you
all. Parents, you must be very proud of your sons, they all did very
well. Now we have a busy morning. My two assistants will take the boys for
a health checking, once it is finished, all successful boys will become
students of this school, starting on the first day of September. While they
are being checked, we will talk about conditions, times, etc." In that
moment, Marcus and Antonio entered, they gazed at us with a grin on his
face and both blushed. They were not very pretty boys as little Francis or
Frankie, but they had lovely blue eyes, nice chin with dimples on their
cheeks when they laughed and the most beautiful and gracious snub nose. We
liked them. Antonio then said:

	"Please, boys, follow us." We trailed them to a white building and
entered in a large room full of lockers. "Well boys, you can find there on
the first lockers ten gowns; you must get naked and wear a gown. We will
call you in pairs for medical examination. We hope you won't feel
embarrassed, we are all boys and not girls or adults here." The black
haired boy was near me; in a slow voice he said:

	"I would like to see here all beautiful girls bodies." I grinned
and looking at him I whispered.

	"You should be more careful. It is supposed you have applied for a
place in a priest school, girls are banned here."

	"I know. I did not want to come, but my dad forced me to do
so. Never mind I also like beautiful boy arses if I have not a girl
available." In one of the corners was near naked a short blond boy, he
probably was a little bit embarrassed because he was with his face to the
locker; however he was showing us his little rounded butt. The black haired
added: "For instance, I would not mind fucking that lovely butt." Frankie
looked at him and said:

	"You shut up, bigmouth! Unless you are rich or want to get into
problems." The boy looked at Frankie; he did not expect our reaction. In
fact, we did it on his own benefit and he knew it.

	"Sorry, sometimes I am stupid. I'm poor, like most of us."

	"In that case, take care of what you say and to whom you speak." I
added.

	"Sorry again. I'm sure my dad would say the same as you are." Most
of the boys tried to hide their privates or, at least, not presuming of
them, nevertheless this boy did not care; he undressed and everybody could
see his naked body. He had a large dick for an 11 y/o boy, hanging balls
and some pubes on his crotch proved he was more matured than we were. While
I was putting on my gown, I asked him:

	"How old are you?"

	"I was 12 last January. Why?"

	"Well it explains you look more developed than we are." He grinned
satisfied and in low voice he said:

	"Yes. I have the largest dick amongst my friends, and when we jack
off, I am the only one that..." He stopped as the two blonde-haired boys
appeared on the door. Antonio said:

	"Please, John Mora and Frankie Martinez, come with us." We left the
room and they smiled at us.

	"Your are the first two to be examined by the doctors; it goes
according to the results in the access proofs." We went thru a large
passage and entered in a small waiting room with nobody there, Marcus
knocked on the internal door and we heard a man voice "Come in". We
undressed and two doctors, one each, went thru our young bodies, touching
and exploring, at the same time they were writing down their results on a
pad. I lay on a little stretcher and the doctor took my dick foreskin down,
so my dickhead was uncovered. He grinned and I blushed because I knew what
he was thinking. Then we were x-ray examined. He then said: "You are
suitable for this school."  He gave me a little envelope with a piece of
sheet where he had marked "Apt". Please, handle this to the priest." We
left and at the same time, the black haired boy and the short blond one
entered. Marcus closed the door. I winked Frankie and both at the same time
we took the twins faces in our hands and kissed them on the lips. It was so
quick that they did not expect it; I saw Marcus blue eyes opened wide,
however he did not reject my kiss.  They blushed when we separated. Then I
said:

	"I like to pay my debts." After a minute or so Marcus said:

	"We, we, well; I suppose you guessed we are..."

	"You are good friends and that what matters."

	"Unless you are... too; you are strange boys." Frankie looked into
Antonio eyes and said:

	"We are not, but we recognize good persons, we love being with them
and have fun.  We suppose this must be a bored place, unless you have
friends with whom to have fun from time to time." The twins smiled openly
showing their lovely dimples. Antonio said:

	"We'll be very glad being your friends, if you like us. We are sure
we'll have fun." We grinned as he added. "Now let's go, we must bring the
next two. Then, near in a whisper, he added. "You know how to kiss, I'm
sure you know a lot about our business." I answered:

	"You can bet for it." We laughed and soon were dressed. We said
goodbye and joined our families, delivering our envelopes to the priest. He
then said:

	"Well, families, we'll see you on the first Monday of September in
this place. Meantime we wish you a good summer." We shook hands and
left. After a few purchases and jokes, we returned home. Frankie remained
in the village and we took our little truck to the farm. We explained in
detail our stay in the JJ's School and the final medical checks. The next
day Frankie came before noon, we played with the rest of the boys, and
after lunch, we took our bikes; in that moment Francis approached:

	"Where are you going? Can I go with you?

	"Francis, we need to be alone to talk about our future; in a couple
of hours we will play again; nevertheless we'll be at the angel field, we
can wait for you there. Is it ok for you?" The little fair-haired boy
smiled.

	"I understand; I may go with the twins to fetch you when they
return from the village."

	"Okay, we'll be there." We rode our bikes for several paths until
we arrived to a hilly field hided by trees. "Frankie, please, close your
eyes and don't open them until I say it to you". I guided my lover during a
few minutes uphill, then turned on the left and stopped under a large
tree. I took both bikes and left against the tree, and then I said: "Please
open your eyes now."  He looked astonished to the view in front of him. It
was not part of our farm and I wonder why that meadow was free of trees. It
was a large portion of land surrounded by trees covered by millions of
white-yellow daisies and red poppies.

	"This is beautiful, John! How did you know it was here?"

	"It is the place where my dream with you as angel takes place. In
that stone we found you crying because you had lost me." He looked into my
eyes and I melted.

	"I love you, John. Let us your dream partially come true. I know my
role because you have told me." He started to undress, in fact, we only
wore shorts, shirt, underwear and sandals; it was hot in May and especially
at that time; I did the same and he sat on the stone as I had seen him in
my dreams; only he needed the wings because he was even prettier. He made
as he was crying, I approached from behind and I extended my arms round his
chest. I could se his dick erected pointing out his crotch.

	"Why are you crying, my beautiful angel?" He then grinned and
answered changing a little bit the wording:

	"Because I have lost my angel lover, he is my best friend. I will
die if I cannot be with him. He is my love, my heart, my life; if he is
lost or dead I will be dead, too; because my life would have no object
without he being near me." In spite he was representing his roll he really
felt what he was saying because I saw blur on his beautiful eyes. I could
not stand and hugged him very tight and turning around we kissed tenderly.

	"You will never lose me, my angel. I will be near you as long as
you want me." We kissed in the middle of the beauty of the meadow lying
down on a flowerbed, our bodies together and our hard dicks pushing against
our crotches. Soon the kiss entered into a passionate momentum. "I love you
Frankie and I would want to eat you."

	"Go ahead." I was on top of him and started licking and sucking his
chin, his neck and his nipples. I turned round and advanced licking his
buttonhole at the same time mine was on top of his face. I felt his tongue
touching and licking my body. I trembled; I went further and I met his
lovely dick, its head half covered peeking out the foreskin and a drop of
clear liquid on his pee slit. I could not help and I put it into my mouth
as I felt mine into his. I wanted to eat his total package into my mouth,
but our bodies had grown a lot during the last few months, and what I could
do a few month ago now it was impossible; the tip of his dickhead touched
my throat intending to get all into me. We sucked each other eagerly
caressing his ball sack at the same time. I felt my orgasm approaching
quickly and I heard his loud moans thru his nose. I left his dick and he
left mine. I turned round again and I started kissing him in all parts of
his beautiful face, quivering and gasping.

	"I love you, Frankie. I want this to last forever."

	"I do, but we are very hot." He smiled. In addition, that beautiful
grimace made me mad and I started again sucking him. I lapped his crotch
and I could notice the near imperceptible white fuzz that had started
growing at the base of his dick, announcing the coming puberty. That even
excited me more. I sucked his balls, one after the other; his dick touching
my ear I continued licking between his smooth and white legs. I near
screamed when I felt his tongue between my legs and balls, so I could not
resist anymore. I returned to his dick and saw two drops of precum running
down his dickhead. I lapped them and I savoured it with a lovely salty
taste to blood. My body tensed as I felt the need of pee coming up to my
dickhead; I sucked him and our bodies stopped breathing and I got as rigid
as a log when that tremendous feeling exploded into me; I pushed down into
his mouth and he pushed up his hip into mine. I collapsed on top of my
lover until I recovered my breath; then I continued sucking him until I
noticed his little brother was fully satisfied, at least for the moment. I
recovered my original position but on my right side, looking into his eyes
and he into mine.

Instinctively we kissed on the lips for a long kiss. We were sweating and
hot under the warm sun of the afternoon. We had been stressed during the
past few days and now we had released all our tensions thru our sexual
acts; that drove us to a lovely bliss and somnolence and soon we were hard
asleep cuddle in a love embrace. Two hours later, we woke up as we heard
boys' shouts on the distance calling us. We rubbed our eyes and my lovely
friend said:

	"I think we had a beautiful siesta." I kissed him with a peck, but
he grabbed my head and kissed me passionately on the lips. "Let's dress,
Francis will be here in a moment and he does not know anything about our
dream." We quickly put on the shorts, then I stood and waved the boys; the
twins, little Joan and Francis were approaching to the tree. We run, and
met them in the middle of the meadow. We played during some time and then
returned to the farm. That was a lovely weekend: good weather, good health
and our childhood, that within a little more of one year, would go into
another exciting time: the puberty and adolescence. That is part of other
chapters.

End of Part 3.- To be continued-