Date: Tue, 31 Mar 2015 18:59:30 +0200
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eternal Love 4

			       ETERNAL LOVE
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				by Al Peres

				  PART 4
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Chapter 19
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	"I suppose you want to know how things have turned on our
lives". Nelly prepared three vermouths and as they sipped them looked each
other and Manuel nodded with a smile; he did not want to force him but he
could not wait to know those events. Patrick related his life since the
moment he entered into the hospital, they knew part of it but nothing from
the moment he left the sanitary institution. They kept silence while he
explained in detail what had happened, except that his sons had attacked
him; that part of his history had been rubbed away from their minds.  The
couple opened their mouths in disbelief; Manuel then said:

	"That explains why you spent near half million dollar in buying the
house plus the repairs that you have ordered; the house now look wonderful,
except, of course, the garden, because of the weather, but next spring it
would look the same as before. When are you planning to move here?" Patrick
was expecting that question since the moment they left Richmond; he thought
for a moment and looking to his friends, he answered:

	"We are not planning to return here, Manuel. We are very happy
living there; the boys have an excellent school and have made many good
friends. The same has happened to me; they are not like you, because you
well know you are not friends, but brother and sister... in summary, we
have rooted our lives there and for the time being we will stay there."
Nelly and Manuel glanced at each other astonished; Nelly then said:

	"Then, why did you buy the house? It does not make sense." He
grinned, and looked to his friends.

	"That house means to me like a church to a priest; it is a sacred
place that should not be desecrated by being occupied with other persons. I
bought the house for you and the girls; I'm sure they will like it." They
could not speak, after a minute Nelly stammering said:

	"But... are you mad, Patrick? That's a lot of money and we do not
deserve...!" He stopped Nelly by caressing her hand.

	"You and the girls deserve everything, so there is no question
about that. The house is yours. I can remember how enthusiastic you were
when we designed it; practically you did all drawings that we used as a
base for its building. Manuel, please accept it, if not for you for the
girls; sure they will need the house. They are growing up quickly and need
free space where to play and live." The couple had not arguments to reject
the house; they knew Patrick was giving it by heart and not for
charity. Manuel looked to his wife before answering him yet arguing.

	"But Patrick... we don't know how life will treat us; it will be a
burden on me." They kept silence for a moment and the Mexican continued:
"Alright we will accept it, but under the conditions that we or our
descendents will always inhabit it, if not, it will be returned to you or
your family."

	"That's not fair, Manuel. The house is your property and I can't
accept that. Nobody knows, but let's say that you or your daughters need to
sell it because you need the money. If I am alive I would help you, but we
never know what the future will be." They kept silence for a moment; only
could hear Julia and John chatting and laughing as Ben and Helen were
playing on the sofa.

	"Well, there is a middle solution Many" Nelly said. "We will keep
the house, but in case we or our descendents need to sell it, you or your
sons would be notify and given the first choice to buy it again. That will
give us the full property and we can be sure that all efforts would be done
to keep it within the two families." Before Manuel could say anything
Patrick hugged tight his friends accepting the solution. "The girls won't
believe it.  Anyway, I'm going to get ready dinner. Your boys and the girls
must be ravenous." They smiled and continued talking about the events
recorded during his absence from the town.

	"I suppose you have many friend girls in the school." Julia
suddenly asked changing the subject. She blushed because she had entered
into a private matters; she thought had not the right to ask this because
she had just met him, but the question was done and she thought she had
mentally been forced to ask that; something into her was behaving on
contrary she used to. She was very popular in the school, but it was a
school of girls with no boys available; however she knew that in the rare
occasions when she had spent overnights with her friends, the boys looked
at her much more than to her friends. Many of them had taken the
opportunity to talk to her and sighed. She always behaved kindly but never
was ready to give any base to any boy. She liked them, of course, but his
father had warned her firmly about this. John grinned and for the first
time he felt comfortable in front of that beautiful girl. He looked into
those lo vely blue eyes and said:

	"No. I don't have any girlfriend; however I have many female
friends. The same as Ben, he is very popular amongst them." She smiled.

	"I am not talking about Ben, but about you. I'm sure he is; Helen
is a naughty girl, a little evil, but you can see now she is hypnotized by
him."

	"Julia, I, I, must tell you..." Nelly calling for dinner
interrupted them. Julia was very disappointed; it had been the first time
she had talked to a boy in those terms, to a handsome boy that was near
her; up to now the most beautiful boy she had ever spoken to. As she stood
thought that the next day could be a great day for her, she was determined
to it; she felt as a woman, a near thirteen-years-old young woman, and she
should not fear of any boy. "But this... he is so, so special!" She sighed
as they went to the bathroom to wash their hands. They had a pleasant
dinner where they talked about many things, Julia could not stop thinking
about the boy se had near her; she could not explain herself why she could
not stop thinking about him, and the problem was that she enjoyed it. It
was near midnight when Patrick and his sons returned to the hotel. They
were tired and the boys yawned; so they had a quick shower and as usually
Ben cuddled into John's arms, and before he could say anything Ben was
placidly sleeping.

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While John and Ben were flying to Baltimore some important event was taking
place in the school. Sammy normally paired with John when they had to make
a school task; however, that day the teacher chose Karl to join him; they
were instructed to prepare a work about whales, including the massacres
being carried out by the Japanese. They still were on their tracksuits
after the gym, but the teacher ignored that fact; they had only that
afternoon to gather information on the subject, so he recommended the boys
to go into the library for documentation. Karl could not be happier, yet he
did not show it, but his heart thanked the teacher. They went to the
library; nobody was there, except the librarian and a girl that was
collecting her books. Near in a quiver they asked what they were looking
for.

	"You will find an excellent and new book in the bottom; shelf
numbers seven, top. No one had ever asked about that text, but it is a good
one, I hope you enjoy it." She said smiling. "Take the little stairs;
otherwise you won't be able to reach it."

	"Thank you Mrs Terry; I think you are right." Karl said: He took
the stairs and went to fetch the book. He placed them in the corner and
climbed to look for the book. Sammy was watching him and from the bottom he
observed his adored boy; he saw his long beautiful blond silky hair and
those blue eyes that got him sick. "I got it, Sammy!" Karl said while he
was descending. He was nervous, not only because he had the book, but also
because he knew his loved boy was watching him. From where he was, he could
see his sexy lips and his large black eyelashes. He sighed. Karl descended
thru the steep with the large book in his hands showing it to Sammy. He had
never been so close to his new friend in a lonely place; in a moment the
book went out his hands and dropped on the floor, both boys at the same
time bent to pick it up, their faces to a centimetre from each other and as
Karl put his hand on top of the book Sammy involuntarily put his hand on
top of Karl's. Sammy blushed, but he felt as his heart started beating as
if it wanted to get out from his chest; he raised his head and met Karl's
eyes; he had blushed, too. Slowly they stood without leaving their eyes
contact. Instinctively they approached their mouths and glued their lips in
a tender kiss. Karl closed his eyes as Sammy kissed him. This was the first
time that anybody had kissed his lips, except his mom long time ago. His
whole body shivered as he felt Sammy's arms round his back; he noticed how
his adored boy was trembling, too. The seconds they kissed seemed an
eternity and they thought they were in a cloud long away from the school.

The sound of a pencil dropping from the librarian desk brought them to
reality, breaking their first kiss; without any word they watched each
other and suddenly they dropped into each other arms in a tight and hard
embrace. As if someone ordered them, high in the heaven, they murmured at
unison: "I love you, I love you!" They separated; their eyes did not break
the connexion. As more experienced, this time Sammy took the initiative,
placed his palms round the white face and again he kissed Karl that closed
his eyes. The book dropped out of his hands as he kissed Sammy back, but
this time the tender kiss started being a passionate one; their cocks
started to grow and now were tenting their baggy trousers. Karl blushed but
reluctantly broke the kiss. In a husky voice he said:

	"We, we, better go; she could see us..." Sammy knowing his friend
loved him, he kissed Karl again a beautiful peck on his friend's red cheek.

	"I love you, Karl; I have loved you since you came two years ago."
Karl looked at his friend and gave him a quick but lovingly peck. They
accommodated their cocks so the librarian could not guess their tenting. He
gave his hand to him and returned to the librarian's desk, breaking their
hands just when they were near to see her.

	"I see that you have found what you were looking for. Listen, I
don't think anybody will come today. I must go to the Principal's office,
so please, close the door when you finish and leave the key at the
janitor's." Sammy then said:

	"We'll do that, madam; we need to take some data for our work; it
will take us the rest of the afternoon."  She nodded and the boys went to
one of the desks, sat down and extracted their notebooks starting to
write. A few minutes later the lady stood and left. As soon as they were
alone, Sammy took his friend's hand and went to the door dragging him; once
they were sure nobody could watch them, Sammy looked carefully to his
friend, he caressed his face in silence, he put his hand round Karl's neck
and they kissed passionately for a long kiss.  Sammy, more used, darted his
tongue into Karl's mouth; he had never kissed but knew what to do; he
opened his teeth and seconds later their tongues were swirling inside and
their saliva mixing. Sammy felt Karl's hard dick pressing against his
thighs; he loved that sensation. He dropped his hand and started caressing
his friend's cock.  Karl's was near his orgasm when he felt his friend's
hand on his cock; he was trying to stop the inevitable: his orgasm. But
before he could do anything, Sammy kneeled in front of him and yanked his
trousers and underwear down, taking into his mouth the lovely teenager's
boyhood.

Only seconds took Karl to reach his climax; wildly he fucked his friend's
mouth, his knees buckled, he thought those moments were not real but a
dream as those he had had during the past few weeks; but it was very
real. He put his hands on Sammy's head for balance; he felt Sammy's arms
round his butt cheeks as the most glorious orgasm exploded starting to
spurt his load into his new lover's mouth. Karl was breathless for a
while. Sammy did not waste a single drop of that nectar, however, he
retained a little in his mouth. When he felt that his friend had recovered
a little he stood; Karl still was astonished but Sammy smiled at him and
dragged his head to him joining their lips again in a long and tender
kiss. "I love you my beautiful German." Karl woke up from his dream. He
mumbled:

	"It is real, it isn't a dream! Please Sammy tell me that I am not
dreaming." He pleaded with tears in his blue eyes. Sammy looked at him and
for an answer he kissed him again, but this time introducing his tongue
into his lover's mouth and spreading his own semen in his cavity.

	"No. It is not a dream and your own semen causes that flavour. I
love you Karl, I have loved you for so long..." He could not end his
sentence because this time Karl took the initiative and did as Sammy had
done just a few minutes before to him. He kneeled and trembling from the
excitement, dragged Sammy's clothes to his ankles, he looked up to him and
blushed, but he was determined to pay his friend back. He wanted to
experience that wonderful sensation long time dreamed. He put his left hand
cupping Sammy's balls and slowly he approached his mouth to his lover's
cock. But Sammy could not wait and placing his hands round the silky boy
head pushed it against his cock. Karl opened his mouth and took all the
meat he could, starting to suck him. This was the first time he was
performing a blowjob, he lacked of experience and was confused of what to
do; nevertheless he remembered what Sammy did to him just a few minutes
ago; he was a quick learner and proceeded the same way.

He eagerly sucked Sammy's dick caressing his testicles at the same
time. After a couple of minutes Sammy moaned loudly, his body turned rigid
and he stopped breathing. He pushed hard against Karl's mouth and near
gagged him at the moment he started spurting his bigger load into his
friend's mouth. Karl did not like the flavour, so he kept sucking his lover
and retained his semen into his mouth; fortunately it was not a large
load. When he felt Sammy had recovered he left his cock and spate all into
a glass that the librarian had to drink water. Still with their clothes on
his ankles they sat on the floor against the door. Karl looked to his
friend and blushed, Sammy grinned and approached his lips and tenderly
kissed him. "You did it very well, Karl. I have enjoyed it. I liked it."
This time was Karl who approached his lips to him and kissed Sammy's sexy
red lips.

	"I'm sorry, but it is a strange flavour and I'm not used to it. I
wanted this more than anything in the world, mostly with you." Sammy
caressed his face and started kissing him again. Their cocks were still
hard jerking with every heartbeat. They broke the kiss and Sammy said:

	"You can do me whatever you want." He pointed to Karl's cock and
added: "You have a beautiful cock, more or less as John's, but perhaps a
little thicker; and it wants more action." Karl was sat on his right side
and he was left handed, Sammy extended out his hand and started slowly
jacking Karl off; Karl reciprocated him and his left hand immediately
wrapped round Sammy's dick and started masturbating his new lover; their
mouth glued at the same time. They knew what was next; so a few minutes
later, after many gasps and moans they exploded near at unison, so hard
that their cocks and balls were covered with semen. They had taken the
precaution of covering their respective penises with their free hand in
order to prevent staining their clothes, since it would have been difficult
to explain them. The librarian had a box of cleaners and they wasted most
of its content getting rid of their semen. When they finished started
laughing thinking about the old lady. Now more relaxed, they dragged up
their clothes, opened the door and sat on one of the desks, their hands
entwined. "I don't think we have time to prepare the work, and we are not
in the mood." Karl grinned.

	"I like you Sammy. I don't think I would be able to forget these
moments during the rest of my life." Sammy again took his face between his
palms and kissed tenderly Karl slowly, savouring his lips and his
moment. After a couple of minutes petting each other Karl said:

	"Don't worry; l did a similar work during my holidays in the South
of Europe last year; I have it in my laptop, so I can print it with some
modifications and that will do it." Sammy was enraptured watching his
friend; he had allured him. Karl was aware of his friend's concentration on
him. "What are you looking at? You look as if you were hypnotized." Sammy
caressed his friend's face with the back of his hand.

	"Karl, I can't believe you love me. You are so beautiful, so good,
so..." Karl hugged him back as he blushed again. "Karl, I must say you
something." He paused. "This is not the first time that I have kissed a boy
or have sex with; I want you to know right from the beginning what I have
done up to now; I wouldn't be able to bear that you rejected me because I
hided it."

	"It is your private life Sammy, and if I love you I must be ready
to forget what you have done before; that doesn't count for me."

	"My life is yours Karl from now, I would do anything that you asked
me to keep your love. But please, let me tell you, I'll feel much better, I
need it." Karl hugged him again encouraging continuing. "I felt miserable
when you rejected me. My life has been terrible since I was eleven, always
trying to hide what I felt; fortunately I have my Granny to whom I opened
my heart, but it was difficult to hide, especially when I was at gym on in
the showers. I always thought everybody was watching me, so I didn't make
many friends; however when these two angels, John and Ben, arrived a few
months ago, my life entirely changed. Like you, I felt was for sure gay
when I was eleven, but I could not say it to anybody.

John and Ben had been in an orphanage, his current father adopted them and
I think they have gained a lot, because they love his new father even more
than their physical one; but that's their private life and only they can
tell you. To survive in an institution like that, a boy must be very strong
in all senses, and develop many abilities that we, common boys, do not. The
first day I met him..." Sammy related to his lover what we already know
about their lives. Karl kept silence for a moment, and then caressed Sammy
chest and hugged gently; when they broke apart, Sammy eyes were fixed on
his. He continued: "I thought I was in love with Jack, but he told me that
I was wrong, that real love was much different of what I felt; he explained
me what he believed was true love. Now I know he was right because that is
what I feel for you, Karl. I suppose he had already experienced it. He
likes girls as much as boys.

	"Thanks for telling me Sammy, I really appreciate it. Unfortunately
I'm void of any experience on love.  When I was ten I realised that I felt
different; other boys talked about girls but I always liked boys and took
any opportunity to touch their genitals as they touched me... well you know
what little boys do when they are together.  My father is a great man and I
deeply love him, my mom is different, she pays more attention to my
sisters. Europe, generally, is not as conservative as this country,
especially the Scandinavian countries; but also in the South they are very
open to understand gay people. Last year we went to Spain and stopped in a
hotel near the seaside, it had a beach where most of the customers were
nudists or wanted to sunbath naked; families with their children were nude
especially in the beach. I was taking the sun with my father, both naked,
my head under the large umbrella. Not far from me, there were two
teenagers, probably sixteen or seventeen; I could see they were deeply in
love; they were not trying to call anyone's attention, all on
contrary. They entered into the warm water hands entwined; I watched them
up until they returned. Their dicks were flaccid but they did not stop
caressing each other, as a normal couple in love would do. The younger
stared at me with a joyful smile as inviting me to share their happiness; I
would have liked to stand and give them a friendly hug, but I felt terrible
embarrassed, I turned my head because I had blushed and my penis was
getting hard.

My father had observed the scene thru his sun glasses; when the boys left
with a goodbye, my father ruffled my hair and said: "Karl, love is a
beautiful and wonderful thing if it is clean and honest, no matter whether
it is between a boy and a girl, between two boys like those, or two girls."
I was confused and when my hard-on subsided I embraced him. I was confused
because I could not explain myself that mysterious until I knew you." Sammy
took again his face between his palms and kissed Karl tenderly. "What shall
we do from now on?" Sammy looked into his blue eyes and grinned.

	"To begin with, let's take the opportunity and do it again." Karl
grinned to him but he felt his dick was harder than ever before and he had
his lover in front of him. "Why not?" He thought and nodded. Sammy added:
"Let's put those boxes of books against the door, so we can argue that we
were arranging them on the shelves, in case someone knocks on the door."
Karl smiled; he thought how the human beings were so clever when sex was
involved. "Let's lay on the floor." Saying this, he dragged his trousers
down and his upper clothes up to his chest.  Karl did the same. The German
boy caressed tenderly him and they started rubbing each other, as their
breathings increased and gasps escaped from their throats. Sammy then lay
on the floor followed by Karl near him, so their faces and their cocks were
touching. To Karl's surprise, suddenly, Sammy stood and lay again on top of
him, but in a 69 position; he did not need any explanation when he saw his
friend's beautiful cock in front of his lips. He felt the warm sensation
round his own penis as Sammy took it into his mouth and started to suck
him. He followed him up and after a few minutes they were breathing like
mad; Karl felt how his legs stretched out getting rigid and his breathing
stopped; he felt a spasm thru his entire body, and involuntarily started to
spurt his semen into his friend's mouth. Sammy swallowed it and after a few
seconds he also reached his point of not return and did the same as
Karl. However, the blond boy still did not like that flavour. He had taken
the librarian's glass at his hand's reach, took it and spate Sammy's load
resuming his sucking. After a minute or so their cock started getting
flaccid and Sammy let it go out of his mouth, being imitated by his
friend. He quickly recovered his original position and petted Karl
tenderly. "You are a quick learner."

Karl smiled and petted him back. "I have a good teacher." They laughed.

	"Let's finish, it is almost time to close the library." They stood
and laughed loudly. Washed the glass and cleaned all could trace their
lovemaking. A few minutes later, Sammy happily ran to the bus-stop and Karl
to the Porter's. That evening after dinner, Sammy sat on the right of their
Granny; his sister was on the other side of the large couch, and George lay
on his tummy on the thick carpet watching some TV cartoon. The old lady
loved those moments of Friday where his grand children petted her since
they were babies. She had her heart divided because all of them were very
affectionate and tender with her. She loved George because he was the live
image of his son at his age; the girl was her confident and friend; and for
Sammy she had an especial feeling since he endured the desertion of his
mother, so, she put all her love to compensate him. She felt lucky because
life had been good to her after the death of her elder son and her
husband. Instinctively she caressed Sammy black curly rebel hair. The
little boy and the girl were tired and soon they stood and went to
bed. Unusually Samuel came in, and after kissing his mother and his elder
son he sat on the right of his son, so Sammy was between the two
adults. Sammy had preferred to be alone with his Granny, but he knew his
father loved him, so he said:

	"Dad, I, I, I would like to tell you both something that is very
important for me." Samuel knew his son better than the boy thought; he had
appreciated all signals that showed his elder son was gay; especially since
Patrick and his sons came into their lives. He did not want to torture his
son knowing the big problem that this moment meant for the boy; so he
caressed his son face and lifted his chin. He looked into the young
peaceful large eyes, he sighed and bluntly said in a low lovingly voice:

	"Who is the one that has allured the love of my beautiful son?" The
boy looked to his father and his grandmother and started crying in
silence. Samuel caressed his son's back and hugged him very tight to his
chest.  Then he continued. "Sammy, we love you; it is not a crime to be
gay; we will support you, but... are you sure?"  Sammy nodded
silently. Samuel kissed his son on the hair again as his mother did the
same to the boy. "Who is the lucky boy, son? Is it John or Ben?" The boy
glanced at his father, tears rolling along his young cheeks.

	"No dad; they are my best friends and know how I feel, especially
John; they supported and helped me; they knew that Karl liked me and I
liked Karl, but they left us to discover it. Today we were..." The boy
described the scene; Samuel hugged him imagining those moments.

	"Who is that Karl? Do we know him?

	"I don't think so, dad. He is a German boy that came two years ago
to graduate here. His father is an industrial man and they live in
Cologne. He was a lonely and sad boy; I tried last year to approach him but
he rejected me; he did not want anybody to know he was gay. He hated this
country because of the treatment we give here to gay people. He is one of
the smartest students in the school." He paused expecting his father to
make any question or comment, and then he resumed. "I was eleven when I
discovered I liked other boys, it has been very hard for me, dad. All
changed when John and Ben arrived; Ben talked to him in German and since
that moment he left his loneliness and came out of his shell, forming part
of our group. I felt the happiest boy of the world, dad. He is so great, so
good, so brave..." Samuel couldn't but hug his son again. He was in love
with a boy as he had been at his age with a girl, his wife.

	"Sammy, I approve your relationship, I have noted how you have
improved your qualifications and I suppose this boy had a lot to do with
that. Am I right?" Sammy nodded as his father continued: "However, he is
right; this country is not like in Europe, and more in a small town like
Richmond; therefore, you must make a great effort and hide your
relationship outside the premises of this house; you must promise me, son;
otherwise your lives could be a hell. Believe me son, I have some
experience and with this I don't want to ignore it. You will have time to
enjoy each other company, and, as I have said, this house can be your
fortress to love each other." Then Granny pushed her grandson to her chest
and added:

	"If Karl's family were here we could talk to them. He needs to tell
his parents, too. We wonder what they will think about it."

	"Granny, his father knows he is gay, because of that, he has
promised Karl that once he finished his school next year, he would return
to Germany; he did not like to be here. Now he has changed his mind because
of me."

	"What do you think about inviting him for a sleepover here? With
that we would have the opportunity to know him and he to know us; after
all, with the time, he could be part of our family." Sammy blushed and
hugged his father very tight.

	"John and Ben said they have the best dad of the world, but I think
they are wrong. You are the best of all."  Samuel embraced again his son
tenderly. After a few minutes of intimate thoughts, the teenager said: "Do
you think he will accept to come here? I suppose the school won't allow
him; perhaps he might need you to speak to the school's Principal.

	"I'll do if it necessary; even we can phone to his family in
Germany, if he needs that." Sammy was exuberant, his cheeks red and his
large eyes sparking with happiness. Samuel then added: "Why don't you call
him to the school in this moment?"

	"I'll do dad, just now; but we want to give a surprise to John and
Ben. Karl says that they must be angels rather than boys. Perhaps he is
right, because all they had contact with, they make them happy." Samuel
then remembered what Patrick had said about these two boys, how much they
had suffered in the past and what brave they had been enduring their
sufferings in those terrible places.


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Chapter 20
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John and Ben had had an exciting day, but they felt that next day would be
a key one, especially for John. He could not stop thinking on the beautiful
girl and she was thinking the same. Julia never had close contacts with
boys, especially so close, and that handsome little man allured her. She
could not say that to her mother or a friend, no one would believe her. She
was reputed as very conservative, to the point that she would wait until
being old enough to get in love, and that love would be forever. Wit these
thoughts she went to bed.

Helen did not stop talking about Ben; this Ben was different; the other one
used to tease her and never played as this does. Those were the thoughts of
the two sisters, of course marked by the age. Ben thought that the little
girl had a lovely butt, so he compared her with his little friend George;
but George was great and they had had a wonderful time during the weekend
and hoped to repeat it.

The following morning, Saturday, at dawn, he was awoken by his brother that
was thrusting his cock between his legs; he could notice how his dick
pushed his balls sack. Ben immediately got hard too and placed his thighs
very tight round his brother's meat. John was moaning in pleasure as he
neared his orgasm; he was spitting abundant precum and Ben legs were very
slipping. Ben did not want to wake his brother up, it was not the first
time that the teenager fucked his legs during dreams; he liked that,
because he became mad with excitement. He wrapped his hand round his hard
penis and started jerking himself off at the same time that John fucked his
thighs. Soon he heard John's moans and suddenly he stopped breathing and
started spurting his semen between Ben's upper legs.  That made Ben mad
because he was close to orgasm too; only with a few more strokes and he
reached the point of not return; he had to put his mouth on the pillow to
prevent a pitchy squeal to come from his throat. A couple of hours later he
got up and went under the shower before his brother did; John went into the
bathroom and peed; he watched his beautiful brother and an impulse took him
and hugged Ben very tight.

	"Benny, I'm mad about you. Today I feel great; I don't know what
dream I had because I cannot remember anything, but I feel very happy." Ben
looked at his brother and hugged him rubbing his back and grinning. He
deeply loved him; he thought it would be very sad the day that their lives
would take different ways, but still was very far away. A few minutes later
they were sat at the dinning room having breakfast with Patrick. They
commented about the house and the agreement they had reached last
night. That pleased them because the boys had no roots at all in Baltimore
and preferred Richmond Peaks, however they did not tell that to him.

Round 10:00, Manuel and his family came, John immediately focussed his eyes
on Julia's and to his surprise she was doing the same. Both blushed but
tried the adults could not notice it; except for Ben that smiled cunningly
watching the teenager's embarrassments. Patrick talked to Manuel and a few
minutes later they were driving thru the avenues of the large town. They
came in front of a lovely two storages house. Patrick descended from the
car and his heart jumped hard; he stopped for a while at the low iron
gate. They went thru the little garden and Manuel extracted a key; Patrick
stopped him. He walked round the corner, lifted a square tile and picked up
a key wrapped by an oiled plastic bag.

	"It was the emergency key." He opened the door and after passing
thru the entrance they were in the large living room. He mentally saw his
little children running and climbing the stairs, his wife calling them to
order... and so many scenes that came into his mind. He could not stop his
eyes to blur; he had not been in the house for near two years, and after
being repaired it looked as the day his family left for Europe. He felt Ben
and John near him, supporting him. They knew how he was feeling in those
sad moments. Then Julia said:

	"May we show the house to the boys, Uncle Patrick?" The girl asked
politely.

	"Please, do it; I need to talk to your parents." The girl took
John's hand naturally as if she had been with him all her life; and Helen
Ben's.

	"Let's go upstairs. They near ran up; the rooms were tidy and ready
to be used. She then said: "My dad has told us all about this house; I
never thought I would have one like this; I'll have the room that used to
be Jack's."  The little girl shouted to Ben:

	"Come on Ben! I'll show you your and my room." She laughed with the
play with words as she went out, leaving alone the young couple. John
answered her.

	"Julia, your family deserves this house and much more." Staring at
her, he added in a low voice: "I'm very jealousy of Jack, I'm sure
you... liked him." The girl blushed but firmly glanced at her adored boy.

	"You don't need to be jealousy because I did not love him. He was
very honest and intelligent, as his father is, but nothing compared with
you. He was more like Ben and Ben was more like you are. I adored that
little brat."

	"Julia, I don't know what's happening to me; it is all so new...; I
would like to sit here for hours and tell you all my sad and happy
moments... the orphanage and social houses, the fights, the sufferings, the
feasts and finally the mountains and my father. It seems now so far
away... however it is so close. I never told anyone about me, except to Ben
and my dad; yet I would like to tell you everything. Why? I don't know."
The girl looked at him and instinctively she approached him and they hugged
very, very tenderly. She did not dare to raise her head; she felt terribly
ashamed; she had never even touched a boy before. What was happening to
her? She felt the same as the boy that was hugging! But she felt so
happy... so secure near him... In that moment they heard Ben and Helen
approaching. They separated and she ran downstairs to where Patrick and his
parents were sat talking. She manoeuvred so they could not see her face;
she thought had been silly hugging John, but she had felt the need, and
couldn't stop. She had badly wanted to kiss him. It was strange to her; she
had never kissed a boy, but he was so special... A few minutes later the
three children came down; John smiled to the confused girl as if nothing
had happened.

While Ben and Helen went to the basement, John extended his hand to Julia:
"Let's see the garden and the garage." She stood and gladly went with him
outside; as soon as they entered into the garage John softly dragged her to
him and she made no resistance; she knew what would come next, but she
could do nothing to prevent it; that boy attracted her as magnet attracted
iron; her red lips were trembling when he looked into her blue eyes. He
raised a little bit her chin and their lips met in a tender and long
kiss. John wanted to explore her mouth but he thought that was more than
enough for a girl like Julia. She made no effort to separate, she enjoyed
it; she felt as an electric discharge between her legs, in the pit of her
stomach and upright to her chest. They separated a little as John said: "I
love you Julia. I have been looking for you since I can remember." She
looked into those wonderful black eyes for a few moments and then laid his
head against the boy's chest. She felt how John caressed his back
softly. She then near in a whisper said:

	"I believe you, John. I think I have seen your face hundreds of
times in my dreams and now they come true; but they never told me that you
were so far from me." She hugged the boy of her dreams as two tears
dribbled along of her smooth red cheeks; they were tears of happiness. John
pulled her a little apart and lapped her face drinking the salty
liquid. She pulled him to her and they kissed again; they separated and she
rested again her head on his boy's chest while John started caressing her
silky hair. "I love you, too, John. But what can we do now? We live so far
from each other... John then kissed her a peck on the lips and hugged her
tenderly again.  Some voices were approaching, so they broke apart and
continued the tour.

The two young lovers promised eternal love and they studied the way to be
in contact, especial thru a web camera; later they would decide what to do
before they could say it to their parents. They had a long way to run
before they could be together, but the first brick of their love's
foundations had been set into their young hearts.

Patrick suggested going to the cemetery; Samuel and Helen applauded the
idea. Ben and John knew that would be the hardest moment for his father,
since he would meet with the reality of his sons and wife's grave; the cars
halted and Manuel lead the group, stopping in front of a white marble
gravestone headed by a large cross; the wording had recently been changed
to include Ben and John. Patrick felt his new sons' hands pressing his,
supporting him.  The emotions overwhelmed him and his eyes blurred when he
saw a fresh large bunch of roses adorning on the base of the cross. He
looked at Manuel and Helen thanking them. Patrick placed his right hand on
the cross and caressed it in silence for a couple of minutes; Ben looked at
him and watched how his father's face changed.

	"Let's go Manuel, and thanks for the roses". Looking at the group
he added: "You well know that I'm not a believer, at least as the Catholic
Church pretends, however, I have felt something when I put my hand on the
cross as if they were applauding me for what I have done, encouraging me to
enjoy the rest of our lives." As they kept silence, he said: "Manuel, is
there any place where we can spend the evening all together? Something like
a dinner dance, but where the children can stay with us?" The man stared at
his wife and the children looked at each other astonished.

	"Yes, there is such a place and you know who runs it: father
Francis. The profits he obtains are to sustain a kindergarten for abandoned
babies. It is a beautiful place where parents and young children can enjoy
together without the problem of meeting other adults not known to
them. Father Francis will be greatly surprised and happy to see you and the
boys.

	"In that case, let's go to the commercial centre, we need to buy
clothes for that place for all." He looked at Manuel and Helen." Please
friends, let me do it, I feel too happy today to spoil these moments." The
eyes of John and Julia sparked with delight; she stared at him and met his
beautiful eyes. Led by Helen, they went to a fashion shop and during two
hours they adjusted their new clothes. Patrick paid the bill and loaded the
two cars with boxes.  The boys were excited; for John it was his first
society act and attendance, however Ben had been a few times in similar
places, but he equally was as if it was his first time.

Round 7:00 pm they met at the hall of the hotel. John opened wide his eyes,
his mouth agape when he watched his loved girl dressed in a beautiful
blue-marine velvet dress with white straps on her fronts that showed even
better her little lemon breasts. A fastening crossed her blond hair
preventing to fell on her face. She had undone her plaits and had combed
her hair free to her shoulders. Julia looked at her new friends, especially
to John; the boys were dressed like little gentlemen. She had to recognize
Ben's beauty that probably would turn around more than a head; but her look
was for her boy, her handsome boy.

As Manuel had said, the place was full of youngsters and parents; the
restaurant's managers offered them a table for five and one for two, since
they had not made any reservation. They accepted, placing John and Julia on
the little table that was just round the corner and into a little bay, but
clearly they could see them. The teenagers were full of joy. A few minutes
later, Manuel disappeared and came back with a tall red-haired man; Patrick
stood and the two men went into a tight embrace.

	"Thanks God you are safe, Patrick; when Manuel phoned me I just
couldn't be happier. You have done something that God will prize you for
that. Where are the boys?" The man was father John Francis, a priest that
had devoted his life to give shelter abandoned little children. Ben was
with Julia and John when his father called them; he introduced the boys to
the priest and they shook hands as little men. "Glad to meet you lads, your
father is a great man."

	"Thank you sir; my brother and I are glad too to meet you,
too. Julia had told us what you are doing with little children and that is
great." You will excuse us sir, because I have left Julia alone." The
priest nodded and they left. The priest looked at the educated boys and
said:

	"I must leave Patrick; they are very handsome little men. The
younger one looks like an angel."

	"And very smart, Francis; he speaks several languages
fluently. They are very close to each other and I love them with all my
heart; believe me, they deserve being loved." The priest nodded, shook hand
with the rest and left, arguing he was very busy. The dinner went by and
when the band started to play that was a revolution as boys and girls of
all ages crowded the place; however, a group of five girls ranging from
eleven to thirteen, friends of Julia, approached their table; one of them
not very shy asked her:

	"Julia, you reserve the best for you; aren't you going to introduce
us to these handsome boys?" Reluctantly Julia did as Ben and John grinned;
they knew how to manage this kind of girls. "Will you dance with me, John?"
An exuberant girl asked.

	"I'm sorry, but I have all my agenda covered for tonight, most of
them with Julia." John said. The girl blushed as she felt the embarrassment
showing up on her face. Then Ben added:

	"By the way, I'll see you later, because Maria is waiting for me;
she is there sat with her parents and her little brother. It has been a
pleasure knowing you girls. I might see you later." The girls seeing their
frustration left them alone; they started laughing being careful not to be
noticed. Julia then asked Ben:

	"Do you really know Maria, Ben? She is a good friend of mine and
very intelligent. She's Mexican, too, and speaks a lovely Spanish." Ben
grinned.

	"No; even I did not know what her name was." Julia laughed quietly
looking at the evil boy's eyes. Yes, she liked Ben's free and educated
manners. "She looks like a lovely girl with those black thick large
plaits." Saying that he went to the other side, and politely, speaking in
Spanish, he invited her to dance; she was surprised that such a handsome
boy invited her; she stared at her mom and as she nodded, they started
dancing. A few minutes later, John did the same and all were moving with
the music.

After a couple of hours of enjoying the feast, Julia took John's hand and
dragged him to the garden. She knew the place very well; there was a large
greenhouse and wanted to be alone with John. As soon as they entered, heard
some gasps and moans; carefully they approached, and to their surprise they
watched Ben sucking one of Maria's breasts while she had opened his fly and
one of her hands were caressing Ben's cock. Muffled groans came from that
corner as the couple reached the peak of their ecstasies. In the dim light
John could not appreciate the redness and embarrassment of Julia; she tried
to pull him outside, but Ben and Maria had recovered their breaths, and
were arranging their clothes and laughing happily as they were coming out.

	"I have not come here for that." Julia assured while the young
couple disappeared. John stared at her carefully and caressed her lovely
hair.

	"I know it Julia; but as you can see, not all girls think like you
do. But I like you and I don't mind. We'll have all our lives to enjoy
together, I'm not hurry." He lifted her trembling chin and kissed her red
lips in a tender and long kiss. "I love you, Julia." She looked at him and
dragged his head to her face; she was ready to do anything he wanted. But
John kissed her again, but this time he pushed her teeth apart with his
tongue; she resisted for a moment astonished but greatly enjoying it. Their
tongues swirled inside and she felt her boy's hardness pushing against her
loins. She wanted to stop it, but couldn't do it; it was as if her strength
had vanished and was entirely at the boy's will. She then abandoned herself
to him until that wonderful warmth sensation swept her from her toes to the
last hair on her head; her knees buckled and she thought she would fall on
the ground. She moaned as John did, but he dragged her to his chest
preventing her to fall. After some time, they recovered their breathings;
she felt ashamed, but he caressed her face kissing a peck on her lovely
lips; her shame disappeared. Then John said: "Julia this has been a
beautiful moment; I'll keep it in my heart forever." She kissed him back,
pressed his hand and said:

	"I love you John and I don't mind what anyone could think about it
if we were seen." He kissed his brave girl as he thought the same. With
their hands entwined they returned to the ballroom and continued dancing
until their parents advised that it was time to return home. They entered
in the hotel's rooms; the boys went quickly into the showers to get rid of
the juices that impregnated their underwear. Ben laughed and John tenderly
hugged his brother.

	"You are a naughty boy Benny, at least you didn't squeal when you
reached your peak." They laughed loud and happily.

	"Yes, you are right. But Maria is a very hot girl! She has the most
beautiful tits I have ever seen; I couldn't cup one with my
hand. Almightily god, she is so hot...!" They kept silence for a moment
while they were drying, their cocks hard. "But what were you doing in the
greenhouse?" John was taken aback, he jabbed his brother and said:

	"Well... nothing extraordinary, only contemplating the strange
plants and kissing a beautiful girl, that's all."  They laughed. Nude as
they were ran to the bed and in a minute, as usual, Ben cuddled into his
brother arms, dragged the cover over them as he felt his brother hard cock
poking into his thighs; John instinctively started playing with his little
brother's pecker. Both were involved in their mutual thoughts remembering
what had happened that night. Then John said: "Benny, I think I'm in love
with Julia. She is so wonderful..." Ben felt a sting of jealousy, they had
promised one another to love each other and this was the first time his
brother, in such a manner, deserted him. He, a little bit painfully asked:

	"How do you know you have a crush on Julia? She is very pretty and
good, I suppose you like her, but we are only a few hours..."

	"Some times we need only minutes to know that we feel something
special about someone. I felt something in the pitch of my stomach at the
moment I saw her in the airport; I had felt that only once before, and I
was not wrong." They kept silence for a moment as Ben asked:

	"John, when was that moment that you felt that for the first time?"
John rubbed lovingly his brother cheeks and brought him even tighter as he
answered.

	"You ought not to make that question because you well know it in
advance, but I like telling it. I felt it that day when the boys brought
you to my presence in the orphanage. You were and you will be the subject
of my love forever, Benny; no matter to whom I might love or even if you
don't love me; you will be above all in my heart, as my first love." Ben
sighed and quickly turned around; now facing his brother, he touched John's
face softly with the back of his hand.

	"I knew it, John; I knew it!" The younger boy near shouted. "But it
is so beautiful hearing it from you... I like your heaps, John. I want you
to fuck my bum; I know you have rejected that idea many times, but please
do it; I know that you want it." John tenderly separated his brother from
him and caressed his silky hair ringlets.

	"I can't do it Benny as much as I liked it and for several reasons:
You are my brother and I don't want to hurt you. I have your love and I can
stand without satisfying my lust, though I must recognize you have the most
beautiful and adorable butt I've ever seen; but as a valuable jewel, it
must be kept untouched." Ben grinned especially with the last words;
however he wouldn't say him that little George had done to him, though it
was just to please the little brat.

	"I can't see any strong reason; being brother is great, but to whom
should I give my best precious object than to my brother? You well know it
is a Christian custom, but it wasn't in the old times; even recently had
been discovered peoples that still practice it. Cleopatra married his
brother Toomey. In the Indian and Pacific islands brothers married and had
sex together before the Christian introduced their customs. On the other
hand, I don't think you'll hurt me. I know you have done it to many boys
and girls and no one had claimed that your hurt them; I perfectly know
you'll put all your expertise to please me and to please you." Ben caressed
his brother black hair, gave him a peck and continued: "Soon I won't be a
young boy anymore; my butt will not allure you the same, and I know how
good it feels when your prick is in there. I fucked George's during a whole
night and it felt great, expecting to do it again as soon as I have a new
opportunity; so please, John, fuck me and let's enjoy it now that we
can. Besides, since we met at the orphanage, you have cared about me; you
have protected me, you gave me anything that I asked for, without you never
asking about anything in exchange." John frigged his brother's little cock.

	"Do you know, Benny? You must study for a lawyer because it is
impossible for me to argue against anything that you say; you have
arguments to defeat me in any field." They smiled. Ben's eyes sparked as he
asked:

	"Will you fuck me tonight, brother?"

	"Not tonight; we'll do it at home and during a quiet night, if you
still want it." Ben glanced to his cock that was hard as a rock. John
stared at it and added: "I suppose your little peg is asking for some
attention." Ben grinned.

	"Yes, and he is not so little. Lately he has grown a lot. John,
would you give me your special treatment? It is a long time you had not
made it to me." John grinned, pulled down the covers and his lips sealed
his brother's in a long, wet and passionate kiss while he started slowly
caressing the younger boy's dick. They broke as John started sucking and
licking Ben's earlobes; the boy squirmed at that new sensation; then John
continued licking his neck, then he sucked his chin. Ben breath was getting
harder and erratically. John then raised his arms and buried his head in
the young boy's armpit, licking and lapping it. Ben felt a warmth sensation
of lust and ticklish that made him to laugh incontrollable; he couldn't
resist those feelings as his breathing increased. Then John went on sucking
his nipples, one after the other, caressing them with the tips of his
tongue. Ben felt how his orgasm started building in his loins; John licked
his navel and suddenly took into his mouth the young boy ball sack. That
was more than he could resist; he stretched out his legs, stopped breathing
and squealed as he was hit by a strong orgasm.

Hearing his brother moans, John also felt his orgasm approaching; he
scooted down and started sucking Ben's toes; then licked his smooth
thighs. Ben instinctively spread his legs placing his hands on top of his
brother's head; he was moving his sweated head to each side of the pillow;
his dick pulsating with each heart beating as his second dry orgasm
approached; John reached the top of Ben's legs and licked his ball sack for
a moment, then raised his legs to his chest and looked into that lovely
pink and clean hole. He flicked out his tongue and started rubbing and
licking it and all nerve ends. The young boy moaned loudly as he was
gasping and his breathing now had increased again; John pushed the tip of
his tongue into his pucker, but he couldn't enter, but that cause Ben to
produced a muffled scream; John continued licking the crack and soon he
reached the boy ball sack and took it into his mouth.

	"John! Please John!" Ben pleaded begging to get and end of his
torment. John smiled; he placed his hand on the boy chest and pinched his
nipples. John was very close to his orgasm, his cock jerking with each
heart beat; then he left the ball sack and went to the final step. He took
Ben's cock in his mouth and engulfed it totally. Ben moaned loudly as his
body got rigid and he arched his hips. In that moment John turned on a 69
position with Ben on top of him. The boy took his brother cock into his
mouth as he pushed down his dick into John's throats as he received his
second dry and strong orgasm. He squealed again, but the cock his had into
his mouth muffled out his scream. He relaxed a little as his orgasm
subsided but felt John's jet of semen hitting his palate. He sucked him and
tried to swallow his brother's sperm. After a while Ben took John position
and kissed him, exchanging his own semen.

Ben stared into his brother eyes; he thought for a moment what a hell would
be for him if John separated from him.  He loved his brother and he thought
he would never love anyone. He rubbed John's face and started kissing him
round his face everywhere he could in a frenzy moment. After some bliss
time the younger boy said:

	"It has been great John! I never felt like that before, you are so,
so good..." Then they lay on his side looking at each other and petting one
another. "John, I am looking forward to the day you fuck me." John was to
say something but Ben stopped him and continued: "I feel as your brother
now, but I am sure that I'll feel completely when we become only one body,
only one soul; then nothing will separate us. Please don't take it long."
John gave a peck to his brother again, cuddled him into his arms and
drifted to sleep.

Chapter 21
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The next day they were woken up by Patrick with some knocks on the door; it
was time for breakfast and still they had to shower. The boys quickly got
up, showered and joined his father in the dinning room. Then the man said:

	"We'll make a trip round the town in order you see the most
interesting places; Julia had expressed her idea to accompany us while the
little girl wants to remain with their parents preparing the move to the
new house; she'll be here in a minute. We'll have lunch and then go to the
airport to catch our return flight." John's eyes sparked and Ben jabbed him
under the table in complicity. As Patrick said, they did a good tour round
the town, visiting some museums and places of interest. John gave his hand
to Julia and she accepted it, however she flushed, especially when Patrick
stared at the couple, but gave no importance to it. They spent a lovely
morning and had an excellent lunch in the Airport's restaurant. While they
were waiting for Samuel and the rest of the family, Patrick gave John and
Julia fifteen minutes of privacy in a small room that exists in many
airports for quick meetings or interviews. The young couple kissed
passionately and in a moment Julia took John's hand and placed it on her
right breast, she knew how much he liked it. The girl squirmed when John
cupped that lovely breast and massage it softly. John's cock was hard and
he wanted to take her hand on his meat, but probably this would lead to a
strong orgasm, wetting his trousers. He made a great effort and saw how the
girl closed her eyes as a shudder went thru her virgin body as she,
probably for the first time in her young life, felt a real orgasm. She was
not silly and knew he had not reached his climax as she did; so when she
recovered, dragged John's head to her and kissed him tenderly.

	"I love you John, thanks for your love. I know how you are feeling
just now, but we can't do anything to solve the problem, can we?" John knew
what she was talking about; she then smiled at him. Then she said softly:
"I owe you one, and some time I'll pay you back." She looked at her watch:
"We better leave; my parents will be here in a minute."

	"I adore you Julia, well... yes, I am feeling... you know..." And
he flushed again. They stood and hand in hand they went to join Patrick and
Ben. The young boy glanced at his brother and grinned slyly; John felt that
his brother was reading his mind and observing the little tent on his fly,
he blushed again. A few minutes later the rest of the family arrived, just
in time they were being called to proceed to the gate for accessing to the
plane. They kissed and hugged; some tears appeared on Julia's eyes as she
kissed John on the cheek. "I'll call you tonight as soon as we arrive." She
nodded and pressed his hand. They took the plane and as soon as they were
steady on the air, Ben looked at John and whispered into his ears:

	"You better go to the toilette and jerk off your prick; otherwise
your balls will ache for hours." The young teenager grinned as his brother
pushed him; he stood and went to the toilettes. A few minutes later he
returned with a happy smile on his face. "Do you feel better?" John then
started making ticklish to his brother avoiding the answer. They chatted
during the trip and a few hours later they were at home, tired and
excited. They had a quick dinner and went to bed; Ben cuddled into his
brother arms and soon both were hard asleep.

Monday started as usually, the friends met at the bus and they talked about
the trip. Mary looked at his adored boy in silence thinking about him, "My
God, what a beautiful boy is he!" Ben was not aware about Mary thoughts but
only looking at her wonderful little breasts got him hard. He mentally
compared her with the Mexican girl and smiled remembering how hot she
was. He was not in love with any girl as his brother was, so he enjoyed
with each one he could take into his arms.

He had observed how his dick had increased in size and his balls were not
as tight as used to be; now they hanged a little into the soft bag. They
heard the news about Karl and Sammy and congratulated them secretly; the
boys thanked the brothers and they arranged with the teacher to be sat
together; a black haired girl traded her seat with Karl. John silently
liked that girl as a friend since they came into the school, in spite of
all the boys rejecting her because she looked smart and did not allow
anyone to touch her. During lunch, Mary was sat near Ben.

	"Ben, I have some work to do and I would like you to help me, it is
not hurry, so next Friday or Saturday we could do it." Ben knew that no
work had been programmed because he had asked to the teacher the previous
Friday and he told him there was nothing extra to do. So he guessed she was
trying something, he figured out something good; so he answered.

	"Any time Mary, let's say next Friday. We can do it after we finish
school, and if anything is left we can end it up on Saturday." She smiled
at him and nodded. She was not silly, she had noticed that morning that her
menstruation had started, so next Friday she would be ready; now she had to
manage to keep John engaged with Sammy during that evening until Ben's
father returned home. She was lucky because that evening while they were
dining, their dad told the family that Patrick and himself would be
attending a meeting in the capital city with the Major and the new Governor
to deal with the future project regarding the ski resort, and that it would
finish round 9:00 pm. She felt how the blood came to her lovely face as the
plan stormed into her brains. When she and Sammy were putting dishes into
the washing machine she said:

	"Sammy, please, could you invite John to stay here next Friday
until his dad pick him up; I need to deal something with Ben." The older
brother knew how hot his sister was, so he grinned and nodded. She then
went to his father: "Dad, John and Sammy had something to do here next
Friday and I have to ask Ben's help for a task we must do during the
weekend. When you return from the meeting in the city, could you, please,
pick John up here and me at Patrick's when you go there?" Her father looked
at her quizzically, he knew how clever that girl was and felt strange that
arrangement, but he trusted on his daughter.

	"No problem, in fact I must go there to leave Patrick because it is
silly to take both cars." The girl looked at her father as she felt a sting
in the pitch of her crotch. The following day Mary told Ben the news, but
Sammy told her that John had another arrangement with a girl to work out in
a project; that spoiled everything and during the lunch break she told Ben
clearly what her intentions and plans were, she wanted to be alone with
him, at least for a couple of hours; Ben smirked and said:

	"Don't worry... I'll talk to John; he will sure leave us alone."
They were walking on the grass, it was sunny but chilly, he then added: "I
don't know how I will be able to wait until Friday. You are so, so hot..."
She looked around and not watching anyone quickly grabbed his dick and
pressed it. She looked into the beautiful boy's blue eyes and mumbled:

	"Firstly I want it with you; after that I wouldn't mind a
"ménage a trois". Ben looked at her a little astonished but in that
moment they heard the bell calling the students to class; entered into the
building and each one took a different way to attend their classes. He
could not concentrate and hide his hard cock. That evening when he arrived
home, John stared at him, Ben could not hide his excitement; John smiled at
him, and looking at his tenting trousers he asked:

	"Did your little soldier find a beautiful cunt?" Ben for an answer
pushed his brother on the bed on his back and John started laughing as Ben
pulled his clothes out and got John naked. He started caressing him, John
immediately got hard, he liked those moments of intimacy with his little
brother, especially when he gave him no explanation. Soon Ben turned around
into a 69 position and took his brother large cock into his mouth, at the
same time he felt John's hot mouth round his dick. A few minutes later they
came near at the same time; John with abundant crop of semen and Ben still
in his dry orgasm. "What's going on, little evil?" Ben was on top of John
and tenderly kissed what he most loved in the world. He explained all about
Mary, and John wide opened his eyes.  "Ben, she is very hot, I bet she is
virgin and wants you to get rid of her virginity." Ben smiled and jabbed
him again.

	"Yes she is, but I think after I do the job, she'll want to be
fucked by a bigger cock, yours would be the best.  You just leave us a
couple of hours and come as if you knew nothing, I think we can spend the
rest of the evening together, so you make plans and don't tell anyone."
John looked to his little brother and took him to his chest, they were
again hard and started again sucking each other until a new climax left
both completed.

It was hard for Ben to keep off from his mind what they had planned for
Friday, let alone having her near him during classes; she looked at him
slyly as she guessed the boy's thoughts; from time to time she slid her
hand under the desk and pressed his hand and his knee. During the break he
had to go to men's room and entering into the close cubicles he masturbated
himself until he got a release. On Thursday evening the two brothers
cuddled as usual but John noticed the hardness of Ben's cock, he smiled and
slowly he stroked the young boy's long penis, moved around and started
petting his brother, soon their mouths met as many times and their tongues
swirled inside.

	"Please, John, let's make love, I am so hard... I can't take Mary
off of my mind; today I scarcely could concentrate on my tasks, she was
always looking at me and my cock hasn't rested a single minute, only a few
minutes after jerking it off a few times." John's glanced at his younger
hot brother and tenderly rubbed his back; for an answer he rolled over on
top of Ben and started chewing his ear lobes, washing out his ears with his
tongue and back over his face; he went for a deep tongue kiss and they
mashed their mouths hard against each other. John steadily moved down over
Ben's body as he licked and sucked his nipples. Ben couldn't resist his
brother ministrations, his body writhed as the pleasure overwhelmed
him. John started to lick the inside of his thighs at the top of his legs,
and then took his balls into his mouth. John finally with one hand cupped
Ben's balls sack and with the other hand his hard rod pulling up his
foreskin accumulating precum on the head. He held his cock upright and
swiped a lick at the tip of his brother's dick and gathered onto his tongue
the glob of precum; then he held it on his tongue and rose up above his
mouth and slowly lowered his face to Ben's. John pushed his tongue out and
placed it into Ben's mouth, kissing him passionately. After a while they
broke the kiss and tenderly John said:

	"See how lovingly sweet you taste, my beautiful little brother."
Ben launched his mouth up to John's and he kissed him as hard as he
could. He stopped and looking up at him, said:

	"Oh John I love you very much my brother, my heart is entirely
yours." John grinned and scooting down took into his mouth the boy's long
dick; he started sucking him as a vacuum; but he himself was hard as a
rock, so he turned around into a 69 position as he felt how Ben eagerly
started sucking him. Some time later both came near at the same time; Ben
raised his hips as he pushed his brother cock further into his mouth. With
a long grunt John started spurting his semen into Ben's throat. They
remained quiet for a few minutes in the bliss of their lovemaking, then
John recovered his original position and Ben hugged him gently, caressing
him round the face and finally he gave a peck on the lips. "I like you
John; I don't think I will able to love anyone like I love you." John
kissed tenderly his little brother, pulled his naked body against him and
ruffled his silky hair. A few minutes later they were hard sleep.

Friday was a hard and long day for Ben, he couldn't concentrate on his
school tasks; fortunately most of them were of no importance. The school
ended and he boarded the bus to home, as usual accompanied by Mary and her
brothers, John had caught a different bus. The bus stopped, Sammy and
George descended and the little boy was surprised as he watched Mary
continuing the trip; Ben could see thru the car back window how Sammy was
explaining him; he did not look very happy. Finally the bus stopped; Ben
and Mary went down. She stared at him with a sly smile; he seemed
uncomfortable as he had to arrange his hard cock into his trousers.

Nevertheless, what Ben and Mary did not see was how Karl riding his bike
arrived. He stared at Sammy and blushed, and then, to George surprise,
Sammy stared back to his lover, and instinctively he took the blond boy's
hand as Sammy opened the door and the three entered into the house. George
had heard something about Karl and Sammy's relationship but did not know
anything about their sleepover. The two boys had agreed this; however, Karl
needed to report to the Principal, though his parents had talked about his
permission to allow the boy staying the weekend at Sammy's house. As soon
as they were into the house, left the backpacks on the floor and they
embraced and kissed tenderly. Then Karl said:

	I didn't want to come without reporting to the Principal. He
thanked me telling that my father had called him from Germany." Then
addressing to the little boy that was with his mouth agape, he continued:
"I suppose you don't mind, George; we love each other." The impish little
boy grinned slyly as he answered:

	"Not at all, Karl; you are welcome to our family." The noise
attracted their Granny that was on the kitchen preparing some tea and
toasts for the boys. She kissed the boys on the cheeks and George thought:
"Definitive, I'm a lucky boy. Tonight will be a great one." Thru his
trousers' pocket, he touched his little weenie that was getting hard
thinking in what he expected to watch. And he was right. That night the
teenagers deeply enjoyed their love until they were exhausted; Karl got his
virginity out at the hand of Sammy who already had some experience with
Jack. But it was not only sex; each one had met his own half that probably
would last for many years together. Little George grew up watching his
brother's happy love, and soon he forgot what the teenagers did together,
starting to accompany Ben and some girls.

	"Glad to see you, Karl." The old woman said. "Feel comfortable as
you were in your own home."

	"Thanks Granny." The German boy said as he ruffled George's brown
lanky hair.

Ben and Mary arrived to their bus-stop; descended from the bus, and hand in
hand went to the house she knew so well.

	"Are you sick? She laughed as Ben reached the door and opened
it. It was chilly outside, however the house was very warm. As soon as he
slammed the door closed, Mary got him from behind and started kissing him
passionately. "I love you Ben, I have been waiting for this moment since I
knew you that afternoon in my dad's office." She resumed her kissing to the
blond and beautiful boy; Ben kissed her back caressing her breasts and her
thighs; she squirmed in delight and started moaning. "Let's go to your
room." They left their backpacks on the ground floor and ran upstairs. Ben
started undressing but she stopped him: "I want to do it myself." She
slowly began putting off his clothes amongst little kisses; when he was
naked waist up she pushed him down on the bed and started rubbing him,
sucking his nipples and caressing his chest; then took off his shoes and
socks, unbuckled his school trousers, slipped his fingers under his
underwear and dragged all clothes to his ankles. Ben's hard cock popped up
from his confines, he felt a lovely sensation as his prison was
released. Mary watched for a few seconds that beautiful hairless long cock
as a cigar, pouring precum. Ben stared at her for a few seconds and before
he could move she squeezed his cock as a wad of precum oozed from the tip;
she them licked it, kissed its purple head and got it into her mouth. It
was the first time she was blowing a boy and in her inexperience she rubbed
the sensible head with his teeth that made Ben to moan in pain.

	"Mind your teeth Mary, do it slowly and only with your lips." She
nodded and thought how silly she had been, but she continued sucking
him. Ben did not last long, he had masturbated a few times during the day
but his young body quickly recovered since he did not spurt
anything. Stammering and between gasps he said: "Please suck hard, knead my
balls gently at the same time, I am close..." Before he ended the sentence
he raised his hips, placed his hand on her head and moaned loudly as he
reached his climax. She continued sucking him but knew she had taken her
adored boy to his highs; she then looked at him and kissed the young boy on
the lips.

	"Sorry Ben I have been so inept hurting your beautiful cock." He
dragged her to him and his dick started to get rigid again; he wanted to
fuck her just in that moment, but John's advices came into his mind of
being careful and think she also was a human being and that he must put his
best care to satisfy her, too. He kissed her on the lips at the same time
he started undressing her.

	"You are beautiful Mary and not clumsy at all, only inexperienced
and I love that in spite you hurt my cock a little." She smiled at him. Ben
took off her socks, then her thick woollen skirt. He thought to start
sucking her toes as John made him last night, but he rejected the idea,
firstly because he did not like the smell of sweat and secondly because she
was waiting for a good release of her sexual tension. He commenced lapping
her thighs; instinctively she spread her legs to give a better access to
the boy's mouth. Ben then placed his palm on top of her most private part
and massaged her pussy with care. She was devoid of any hair, except a few
silky hairs on her pussy's lips. She moaned in pleasure and her breathing
started being erratic, he then grabbed her panties and took then off,
discovering that beautiful inflamed part of her that was pouring precum. He
took between his fingers the little inflamed clit and rubbed it very
careful and gently; she moaned and raised her hips. Ben smiled, he bent his
head and took her clit between his lips sucking it; at the same time he
introduced his forefinger in her vagina, she screamed loudly pressing Ben's
head against her vagina. "Do you like it?" For an answer she raised her
hips as he finger fucked her.

Ben grinned as she screamed tossing her head from one side to the other on
the pillow with her first orgasm. Ben's dick was hard; while she was
recovering he took off the rest of her clothes, except the little bra. The
boy lay near her without stopping rubbing her pussy tenderly. When he felt
she had recovered he asked her. "How was it, Mary?"

	"Wonderful, but I want you to fuck me; I want your large cock into
me. I am sure you'll be tender and hurt me the minimum." Ben kissed her
again; he slipped his hand under the little bra and cupped one of her
beautiful and undeveloped breasts. She squirmed. "Please Ben, untie my
bra." He released it and found that glorious part of her; he couldn't stop
and took one into his mouth for a few sucks, then the other. He raised his
head and their mouths glued in a long and wet kiss. She was excited; near
stammering she said: "How, how will you do it?" Ben grinned.

	"It depends on how brave you are; I can lie on my back so you can
impale yourself controlling your body; or I can have the lead, so I would
penetrate you when I think you are ready. John told me that in any
circumstance it'll hurt some, since I must get rid of your virginity;
however, the quicker it passes the best. I have never fucked a girl, you
are the first one." She thought for a moment, smiled and said:

	"So we are both getting rid of our virginity, aren't we?" Ben
grinned at her and she continued. "I'm sure you'll do your best, therefore
I prefer you take the lead and enter into my body that wonderful long
cigar." Saying that she attracted to her the boy's face and they started
kissing passionately. Ben's cock was harder than ever and wanting to go
ahead. He extended his left hand down to her pussy and started playing with
it, introducing his middle finger until it topped with her hymen. Her body
squirmed with the contact as Ben continued sucking her breasts; she was
very near of her orgasm. Her breathing was heavy and was moaning and
gasping for air. Ben scooted down lapping her abdomen, then he took his
hard cock and pointed it to her vagina; in seconds he replaced his finger
with his iron dick, entering her a few centimetres.

The boy was anxious and the contact with that warm cavern excited him
terribly, near losing his control; but he thought on John's advices making
a great effort. He wanted to fuck her, not to rape that lovely girl that he
loved some. Those thoughts brought him the control. He started sucking her
breasts and at the same time trying to fuck her, however, he noticed how
she moaned in pain when he pushed. Both were near their climax and both
lost control of their bodies. She hugged him very tight raising her hips to
meet the boy's cock; Ben then pushed hard once as he heard how she screamed
in pain; he retracted and again pushed even harder. Again he heard the
girl's moans in pain but he could not wait, his body asked him to entirely
enter his tool down into the wonderful cave. He could not help, he again
pushed hard; she near screamed in pain as the sharp cock trespassed that
barrier and totally buried into her in the moment he reached the peak of
his climax. Mary scream coincided with her orgasmic peak. A mix of pain and
pleasure, but soon the pain was replaced by a new warm sensation of
fullness and high pleasure. Ben was breathing and sweating but remained
into her; as both calmed down; he started tenderly kissing her.

	"The worst is over, Mary. You are not a virgin anymore." She
grinned and attracted him to her as their mouths met passionately
again. That was a wonderful moment, he started fucking her again, first
slowly and then faster; he rolled on his back so she was on top of him in
order she could have the lead. "Now enjoy it. Does it hurt?"  The girl
grinned.

	"Not now. It is forgotten since you lost your virginity, too." She
kissed him and started moving up and down, grinding her pelvis round that
long axle that was into her. Again their young bodies started to build a
new orgasm; both were moaning loudly; fortunately they were well off of
someone that could hear them. Ben had never felt so good; he pushed up
fucked her pussy in a wild and uncontrolled way. They were two hot animals
in the peak of their lust. After a few minutes their bodies tighten as they
reached again their orgasms. When they calmed down she slid to her right
side still breathing hard, with her left leg on top of his boy's hips. Ben
noticed how his cock was getting softer, but not flaccid. He caressed the
girl face and tenderly kneaded her round the face. "How do you feel, Mary?
Is that what you expected?" She giggled and hugged the boy very tight.

	"It has been better than I though. I would repeat it again, and
again." Ben grinned and caressed her. She added: "The evening is still
ours, we have time to enjoy. I feel thirsty." Ben then came out of her and
naked he stood and went to get his underwear, but she interrupted him: "You
don't need that, besides I like to see you naked, lover." He grinned at
her, came back and caressed gently her again. He then went downstairs, his
cock dangling and his balls hanging into their sack. He took a couple of
fruit juices and two glasses and returned upstairs. She had been cleaning
herself and received him with her arms open. He emptied the juice cans into
the glasses. They sipped then amongst little pecks. After a few minutes
they started again caressing one another, in seconds Ben was sucking her
breasts and she was moaning in pleasure; he entered her and again they
repeated their moans and gasps until they came again. Still breathing hard
he slid on his side; but both were very tired, and after more than an hour
of lovemaking. Without feeling it they got hard asleep.

Chapter 22
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John had finished his work with the girl and her mom drove him home; after
thanking her for her kindness she drove back home. John extracted his key
and opened the door; he watched the two backpacks on the floor, and
absolute silence in the house; it was already dark, he entered in the
boiler's room and fed it. He guessed what could have happened; he found the
door ajar and opening it he saw the young couple still embraced and deeply
asleep. The view was exciting; Ben's dick was hard and he had a smile on
his beautiful face; John's cock started to grow quickly; he rubbed it over
his fly and he felt a lovely sensation. He was approaching the bed when he
felt his cell phone ringing; he then ran to his backpack, and took it. He
heard his father's voice.

	"John, where are you?"

	"I'm at home, dad; I have just opened the door. I was washing my
hands." Before Patrick could ask, he added. "I think Ben and Mary are
upstairs playing, because I have heard their giggles."

	"Good. We still are in the capital city with the Governor's team. I
don't think we'll be able to go back now; it is late. So we'll sleep over
here and tomorrow early morning we'll come back. Please arrange dinner for
you and the children. If Mary wants to go home, call a taxi; if not, her
father will pick her up tomorrow round 10:00 am."

	"Don't worry dad; I'll see to that."

	"Ok, son; be good boys." He cut off the call. John smiled and he
thought how great it would be for the couple lying upstairs. "Ben deserves
to spend a good night with a girl." He murmured for himself. So, instead of
waking his brother up, he went to the kitchen and started preparing some
sandwiches and refreshments; it was too early for dinner, "My brother and
Mary must be starved," he thought grinning. He put on the TV set and
started watching the news; there was nothing interesting, so he prepared a
tray with the sandwiches and went upstairs. As he was entering, Ben opened
his lovely blue eyes in astonishment:

Samuel did the same to his mother, and Granny then told the boys; they had
just come down from their bedroom; some minutes later came George; when he
knew about his father's call he thought again: "Really I'm a lucky boy.".

	"What time is it, John? Ben asked; his voice near awoke the girl
that moved on the bed. John smiled at them.

	"It is over 9:00 pm, probably ten past." Ben jumped from the bed
frightened.

	"God; dad will be here in one minute and we still are in bed!" He
was to call the girl up when he watched his brother smiling and without any
signal of worry on his smooth face. "What's going on, John? You seem not
worry about what could happen..." John pushed the boy on the bed as he
admired the beauty of his lithe body.

	"Dad won't be here until tomorrow morning. He phoned me just about
three hours ago and they must sleep over in the capital city; they will
return tomorrow early." The boy changed from worry to relax as he jumped on
top of his brother and started making ticklish to him.

	"You evil fucker... I'll kill you tonight." The noise and giggles
fully woke Mary up. She stared at the two handsome boys and sighed, and
then extended her arms to John.

	"Please John, come to my side." Jack glanced at Ben and he
nodded. He stood as the tent on his fly was obvious. She smiled at him: "It
seems that your little brother wants a ride. It is not fair that we are
naked and you are dressed." John took seconds to take his clothes off. His
cock was oozing precum; she extended her hand wrapping and squeezing John's
hard boyhood. John moaned in pleasure. "Come on, John, get in bed with us."
The girl saw his lover's cock harder than ever and looking at Ben, she
added: "Ben, let's fuck again, John will do it after you; I want to know
the feeling of his thicker dick into me." Ben did not doubt a second; he
spread her legs and entered his cock to the hilt in a single thrust. John
bent over and started sucking the girl's lovely breasts, one after the
other while Ben was fucking her pussy.

John had not had a release since the night before; he changed and then
glued his lips to hers in a passionate wet kiss. She extended her left hand
and wrapped his thick cock with that lovely little bush of curly black
hair; it felt so good... After only three or four strokes, John felt his
orgasm building in his loins and tenderly he took off her hand from his
hard cock as his orgasm hit him; he spurted a few wad of white semen over
her chest, while Ben continued fucking her like a rabbit. John went ahead
lapping, sucking and swallowing his own semen. John's cock continued hard,
his young body immediately refilled and was ready again. He noticed Mary
was near her orgasm.  Ben watched his brother, and that excited him to the
limit; he screamed as he came with a wild orgasm on top of her. When he
recovered fell on his left side near Mary breathing heavily as his dick
came out of her wet vagina.

	"Please Ben, don't leave me, I am so close..." She pleaded
stammering with her pitchy voice. John smiled; he wanted to continue his
little brother job, but he also wanted to get calmed down. He left his
sucking and kissed her.

	"Don't worry I'll finish his job." He looked at Ben that was
recovering and winked an eye to him as an explicit approval of his
work. Ben smiled happily. John stood while Ben continued kissing the girl;
the elder boy went to his trousers and extracted a condom from his pocket,
in seconds he wrapped it round his hard cock. She looked at him a little
bit surprised but approvingly. "This will prevent any risk of pregnancy; I
spill a lot of semen, so this will make you more comfortable." She grinned;
she was now more relaxed and looking to that thick cock a little longer
than Ben's. The young blond was attentively watching his brother as he
spread a little her legs, and then started sucking her nipples; Mary
immediately reacted by breathing hard and caressing John's black curly
hair. He guided his hard cock to her hole and without leaving his sucking
he pushed down into her. She moaned a little in pain as that bigger tool
entered her, but the new sensation of fullness and pleasure overwhelmed her
and forgot anything about pain. He went to the hilt and started fucking her
as there was not tomorrow. They rolled on the bed, now she was fucking John
rather than he fucked the girl. She was mad and wild; Ben looked her action
and felt a jealousy sensation; not because his brother was fucking the girl
but otherwise; he always was happy about his brother fucking boys or girls.

He felt very proud of that; but his jealousy came from the fact that she
was fucking him, probably stealing his love from his brother and besides on
his own bed. He would have stopped their fucking in that moment, but
instead, he left the room and went to the bathroom, closing the door
behind. He felt very bad and wanted to cry; he promised himself not to
allow anyone to steal his brother's love; he would never share him with
anybody, at least on his bed.  "Never!" he repeated loudly while the water
washed his tears. He put on his pyjama and as he passed, heard the loud
noise of their fucking and orgasms. He gritted his teeth and went
downstairs to prepare dinner for the three; he was hungry. He put a cold
pizza into the microwave oven and cooked it with some vegetables. Half an
hour later he heard the shower running; they had finished, and he
sighed. He took another big pizza into the oven. Some minutes later Mary
and John came down clean and dressed with long robes on; she was wearing
one of his. The food was already cooked and placed on the table ready to
eat; Mary looked into those lovely blue eyes that she so deeply loved; she
sat near him and said in a low voice:

	"I have missed you, I wanted you near me. You are my one; but don't
worry we have all night to enjoy. We are lucky, I didn't expect this, but I
have been greatly surprised that our parents will remain in the city
tonight. Most likely they will take the chance to do what we are doing
here." They grinned as she kissed him on the cheek and Ben flushed. John
then hugged his little brother from behind very tight and whispered into
his ear:

	"You have done a good job, my little brother, and tonight you can
complete it." Ben forgot all his jealousies and felt the happiest boy in
the world. He attracted his brother to him and hugged him back.

	"I suppose your dad will be here tomorrow early morning; surely
they will have a good time together tonight.  John said. "It has been a
lovely evening Mary, this will be part of our secrets forever. No one must
know it. Will you return home now?" She thought for a moment and then said:

	"I think I should go home; I don't want to betray my granny;
however, we can phone her telling that I will be a little bit later, let's
say about 11:00 pm. The problem is that there are not taxies at that time."
The boys exchanged a glance. John then said.

	"There is not any problem. My father's car is in the garage; I'll
take it, I can drive. If any policeman stops us you must say that you are
feeling bad but don't want to go to a hospital." She then smiling said:

	"That will work. Let's harry up dining; after a good time I can
return home." They smiled, but the persons propose and god disposes. John
fed the boiler to keep a good warmth temperature.

The three happily ran upstairs, and in seconds they discarded their clothes
and jumped on the large bed. The food had refilled their young energies as
their bodies were ready to enjoy and have a good time. Mary then pushed her
adored boy on the bed as she straddled him and their lips sealed. John also
joined the couple and they started a night of sex without any
restriction. They only obeyed their instincts, sucking, fucking and
caressing each other without caring about the outside world. They had
forgotten about Mary return, so, several hours later they were exhausted,
their bodies on different positions on the large bed, but hard asleep. Mary
had her head on Ben's shoulder and John was behind his little brother; his
right arm protecting the young couple. He had discarded the rubber which
prevented Mary from being pregnant, but she knew what she was doing.

They also had forgotten to touch the electronic clock, so at 7:00 am it
rang waking them up. At the first moment, still almost asleep, they thought
it was time for school, so the three jumped from the bed; but after some
moments they realised it was Saturday; but instead of returning to the bed,
naked as they were, the three began to laugh uncontrollably. Then Mary
said:

	"I must prepare a good explanation for Granny. While a get a
shower, please get ready a good breakfast. I am starved." Ben grinned gave
her a peck and went downstairs to the kitchen. John took the sheets and got
rid of any trace of their lovemaking night; he then put off the lights and
opened the window. A draught of chilled air filled the room. As he was
closing the door he watched Ben starting to jump the steps.

	"Let's have a shower in downstairs bathroom; Mary is here. If we
join her we won't finish in time. They laughed and quickly entered in the
room. Between jokes and laughs they helped each other. "We'll never forget
this night, Ben; your virginity's night has been a full success. I must
recognize Mary is a great girl and deserved to be loved." They dried and
got dressed. Soon Mary came down with a happy smile on her lovely face.

	"I expect this night will be forgotten; unfortunately it cannot be
repeated." Let's have breakfast. They sat down round table as Ben served
the food. "Thanks boys for your help; it has been even better than I
thought." She smiled looking to his adored boy, took one of his hands in
hers, and then bluntly said: "Ben you are great, I don't think anybody
would have done it so well. I have greatly enjoyed and I will never forget
it." She then kissed him on the lips and Ben kissed her back. They heard a
car entering in the driveway and the door being open. They exchanged
greetings with Samuel and he kissed them on the cheeks good morning; then
he said something to Patrick regarding their weekly night trip. The boys
were exhausted, especially Ben; so after a while his father sat on the
large sofa with both to his side; he rubbed them and dragged close to him.

	"You look tired; I suppose you need the bed after a long
night. I'll go out with Samuel round ten tonight. We have good news
regarding the ski resort; its construction will start next spring and will
last of about three years to be completed." Ben yawned and Patrick said: "I
have some plans for the coming Christmas, besides your birthday will be
within a couple of weeks; we need to talk about everything, but I think
it'll be advisable after lunch. Am I right?" Ben looked at his dad near
with his eyes closed; the boy needed more time on the bed.

	"Sorry dad, I don't know why I am so tired." John grinned as they
went upstairs into their bed; they got naked and went under the covers, a
couple of minutes later they were rock asleep, each one in his own
room. They didn't hear Patrick entering in their rooms, the door was ajar
and he went to their beds, caressed his sons' hair and kissed them on their
forehead.

They woke up after four hours of sleeping; it was near lunchtime. The boys
felt their strength restored as a lovely smell came from the kitchen, their
cocks hard with the bladder full. After peeing John slyly smiled at his
little brother as Ben jabbed him.

	"Yesterday's actions tired me to the limit".

	"Yes, you seemed a rabbit but you did a good job." Ben sighed and
pushed his brother to the bed, starting to wrestle laughing and having a
good time. After lunch they went to make some of their home works; to
Patrick seemed strange because his sons never left anything for the next
day. When they finished came down and joined him, John prepared some coffee
and brought it in a large tray. He poured it on the cups and the three
started sipping it. "Dad you said this morning that you have some plans,
what are they, then?

	"Well, as I told you, the building of the ski resort will start
next Spring; however we can't wait until them to enjoy the snow; Ben and I
can ski but I am afraid that you, John, had not any experience. What about
if we spend next Christmas' holidays in a ski resort in Europe? This would
be my present. I know that this might bring some memories to Ben and me,
but I think it is something that we must face sooner or later." John didn't
say anything but Ben hugged very tight his father.

	"Yes dad, you are right, and it is an excellent idea; those events
look so far now that sometimes I feel ashamed." John caressed his brother
and said:

	"Yes, it is an outstanding idea; however we could change and go to
any of Canada's." Ben then said:

	"I don't mind going to Europe; I loved Switzerland's resorts, and
we could invite Julia to accompany us..."  John jumped in his seat saying."

	"I would love being with her, but I would prefer only us; we'll
have time to be together. I think Karl is travelling to Europe, too; we
might pay a visit to Germany and Austria. I would like to see Vienna."

	"In that case, item closed. I'll prepare everything. Please don't
advance anything to your friends until we have a clear decision. Meanwhile
I'll get your passports and everything we may need." The boys cheered up
his dad and started making plans. After dinner, they had a little time
watching their favourite TV program while Patrick went into the library to
read; he was not very fond of television. After a while the boys switched
off the set and kissed his father goodnights, going to bed. Half an hour
later they heard Samuel's car and his father locking the main door; Patrick
joined Samuel and left for their Saturday's night.

As usual Ben cuddled into his brother arms and John started playing with
his brother's flaccid cock and ball sack.  Ben loved those moments of
intimacy with his brother touching him, they chatted feeling how his young
dick started to get hard while John thicker cock logged between his
legs. Most of the times, those moments led to mutual masturbation or
sucking each other, but also only to enjoy their closeness and
intimacy. Suddenly the jealousies of the previous evening came into Ben's
mind. He was now hard, but rolled onto his left side and faced his brother.

	"John, I must ask you to forgive me." John glanced at the young boy
astonished, Ben had done nothing to forgive and he looked surprised. Ben
then continued: "Last night when you and Mary were at work..." He caressed
his brother lips with the tips of his fingers and continued: "John I felt
terribly jealous, even I cried." John hugged his brother and dragged him
tenderly.

	"If you felt like that, I promise I'll never fuck her again. I
don't feel any attraction to that girl and I am sorry you felt bad..." Ben
interrupted him.

	"No, John! I don't mind her either. I don't love her... well not as
deep as you love Julia. When I felt so bad was when she started fucking
you, not otherwise; I felt as she was stealing your love from me. I
recognize it is silly, but I felt very, very bad. I would have stopped
her. I enjoyed it when you were fucking her, but I couldn't bear watching
her fucking you. I had the idea that I couldn't share you with anybody,
especially in our bed where nobody had been allowed to lay. I never minded
before when you fucked Sammy or any other boy or girl because I knew you
fucked them, not on contrary." John hugged his little brother very tight
and rubbed tenderly his back.

	"I love you my little brother!" John caressed his hair, kissed his
forehead, then his nose; he sucked his chin and scooted down starting to
suck his nipples. Ben between little gasps and moans rubbed his brother
back as he continued sucking his nipples, then his buttonhole and finally
he took Ben's ball sack into his mouth. The younger boy knew what was
coming next; he felt excited, his long and slim cock was dribbling precum
that slid down his shaft; he didn't want to touch himself, because he knew
how his brother loved making him feel good. After a while, John left the
boy's ball sack and lapped under it. John knew his little brother was very
close to his orgasm, so he took his long cock into his mouth and started
sucking him. Ben closed his eyes moving his head to each side of the
pillow. He felt his climax building in his loins and balls, then he felt
transported to the seventh cloud; and suddenly that beautiful sensation
arrived with a terrible spasm that looked as if his cock was to explode. He
could not stop a yell coming out from his throat as he reached the peak of
his orgasm.

For the first time, John noticed in his tongue the lovely flavour of semen
that he had been waiting for so long; he continued sucking his brother as
he wanted to extract until the last cell from his loved little
brother. When he felt Ben's cock was becoming droop he left it, scooted up
near Ben and looked into those lovely blue eyes; Ben had near recovered his
breathing and looked to John a little bit surprised. John bent over, their
lips near touching: "I love you Ben. Congratulations brother!" Before Ben
could react he kissed him, introduced his tongue as he shared that flavour
that they knew so well. Ben immediately recognized it; he wide opened his
big blue eyes breaking the kiss. With a trembling voice the boy asked:

	"John, is that what I think it is?"

	"Yes, my little man; you are not a baby any longer, but a little
and handsome man." Ben could not believe it, his eyes started pouring tears
of joy as he hugged and started kissing his brother round his face, neck,
chest, and everywhere like a mad boy. He stopped and rolled on top of John;
he caressed his elder brother hair and tenderly he kissed him, as he had
never done before.

	"You are the greatest thing of my life, John; you are so immense,
so wonderful... Thanks for giving me so much happiness. I'll never forget
these moments of joy. I would like dad was here to tell him. But tomorrow
will be a good day. Now John, I want to see it by myself." He innocently
asked his brother: "Can I jerk it off again now?"  John grinned and hugged
him again.

	"Of course you can, but probably not as often as before, because
your balls need to refill." Ben dick was hard again and oozing precum, he
wrapped his hand round it and slowly started to masturbate his long
cock. Soon he commenced to gasp as his breathing increased; John caressed
his face and started petting him. They were sat on the bed with their back
to the headboard; then John wrapped his left arm round his shoulders and
the right caressing his ball sack. Ben's body tensed, John knew he was very
close to his climax; he noticed how his ball sack tightened. The younger
boy lay against his brother as a loud moan came out from his throat and his
hard cock spurted a drop of whitish clear cream that made an arch and
landed on his hairless crotch; two or three more followed dribbling on his
fingers. As he recovered his a lovely smile appeared on his face; he turned
around his lovely face and hugged his brother.

	"It is beautiful, John." John came around, his cock was hard too;
he lapped with his tongue his brother's crotch and fingers until nothing
was left, then he returned near his little brother and kissed him softly,
conveying his semen with his saliva. For a few minutes they enjoyed those
moments. Ben then pushed John on the bed and without any preliminaries he
took his big tool into his mouth; he didn't need to make great efforts,
John also came and Ben kept into his mouth near all of his brother spunk;
then he repeated what John had done to him before.

When they calmed down and their dicks were sag, Ben turned over and crossed
his leg with John's; he loved that position because he felt the tenderness
and softness of his brother most intimate parts. Ben looked into those
black wells of his brother black eyes and asked: "John, when will you fuck
my butt?" John was taken aback; he did not expect that question because he
thought his brother had forgotten it. They intensely looked into each other
eyes for a moment, John then slowly said as he touched the smooth boy face:

	"Never!" He answered wit determination. Ben looked surprised, but
John immediately added: "Ben, there is not any more beautiful butt than
yours, I think have told you it before; any boy-lover or gay would give a
fortune to fuck it to satisfy his lust. But you are my brother and what I
expect from you is love and I have it; so there is not any reason to hurt
you to satisfy my pleasure. It is better a good blowjob as you just made
me." As Ben was to argue, he put his finger on his lips and continued:
"Ben, we are not gay, nevertheless we enjoy fucking girls and boys,
especially if they ask for it, so I'm sure you will not enjoy it as I
didn't enjoy when the GB did it to me. Please, don't ask me again to do it,
unless you change yourself into a gay-boy, what seems very unlikely." Ben's
eyes blurred and some tears trickled down his smooth white cheeks. He sat
on John's lap and surrounded him with his arms in a tender embrace. John
did the same starting to rub his back. No a word was expressed because Ben
perfectly knew that his brother was right and he demonstrated, once more,
to be the greatest soul of the world. He thought he was right that day in
the orphanage when he firstly saw him and trusted him. The following day,
as soon as Patrick woke up they flew to his room stark naked and Ben hugged
his father:

	"Dad, I have great news for you." The man asked with his eyes as
the boy continued: "I'm a man, I'm already a man!" Patrick was not
surprised because he knew how his sons had grown up lately in al senses; he
tenderly hugged both rubbing his younger son's back. As his father didn't
say anything, Ben innocently added: "Dad, do you want to see it? I can jerk
it off here." Patrick smiled, kissed him on the forehead and said:

	"I believe you Ben. You don't need to make any demonstration." Ben
flushed and smiling he hugged his father and brother again.

The boys' birthday arrived with two days difference, so they agreed the
celebration together, it was December 2nd Ben was twelve and John
fourteen. They invited only their most intimate friends; Samuel's family
and Karl. After a few telephone calls to Germany in coordination with the
school's Principal, he obtained permission to sleep over either Samuel or
Patrick's home any time he wanted. Of course, he preferred to sleep with
his lover. It was Friday, so when the boys ended school all joined at
Patrick's. They spent a lovely evening together since Sammy and Karl could
freely express their love, being always with their hands entwined and from
time to time they slid to Ben's room to alleviate their sex tension as they
were waiting for the night. Ben too, in a moment took Mary's hand and went
to the cellar; the little rascal of George wanted to follow them but John
stopped him.

	"If you go behind them you can spoil a good feeling that I have for
you in my room, if you want, of course."  The ten-years-old boy looked at
the teenager and smiled slyly.

	"I know you are a good master and I would like to learn from you."
They smiled and John started making ticklish to the little boy. They
laughed loudly enjoying their time, while Mary and Ben reached the great
couch in the basement. They had a quick sex moment getting partially
naked. Both loved those quick encounters. When they returned a few minutes
later, George looked at John asking: "I am waiting, you must comply your
promise." The elder boy grinned, jabbed him and told Ben:

	"Ben, I think George want to see what we have in the computer."
Mary stared at her younger brother a little bit disappointed, but Ben, who
was very fond of the little boy, took his hand and they ran upstairs. As
soon as they were into Ben's room, he locked the door, and before the
little mischievous child could realise he pushed him on his back on the
bed. George immediately knew what was coming next and he was glad for the
change. His little weenie started to grow and Ben did not lose his time. He
dragged the little boy trousers and underwear to his ankles and started
licking and sucking his little pups; then his navel and finally took his
whole package into his mouth. George began breathing hard and moaning with
his adored hero ministrations. He would have wanted it slowly but the smart
boy understood that was an especial moment dedicated to please him. The
little boy planted his hands on Ben's head as he started thrusting into his
friend's mouth. He had his eyes closed and felt in his glory; he saw
beautiful rainbows and multiple colour stars in his young mind as he
experienced his dry orgasms. Ben was near hard again, but he thought that
was not the moment to please himself. So when he felt the little boy pecker
started getting soft, he left it out his mouth and joined the little boy on
the bed, he then asked him:

	"I think my computer is marvellous, isn't it?" The little boy
grinned and extending his arms hugged softly his hero as Ben caressed his
back. Then he said:

	"Thank you, Ben. I owe you one." Ben dragged George's clothes up
and helped him to dress; then unlocked the door and started wrestling and
making tickles to the little boy that laughed and shouted excited. He
escaped from his tormentor, opened the door and ran downstairs followed by
Ben; both laughing; the little boy dropped himself onto his father's lap,
thus avoiding Ben to continue teasing him. Samuel hugged his younger son
tenderly and Ben sat near Mary. That was the normal behaviour for them that
would continue for many years ahead.

The candle blowing came and all sang the happy birthday to you. They
received little presents from his friends; since all had been warned that
what they really liked and wanted were their love and
understandings. However, Ben and John got surprised when his father said:

	"I have a special present for you, sons." Samuel knew about this
and grinned as his sons stared at him quizzically. Patrick stood and
entered into his office; a few moments later he came with two yellow
envelopes that he gave to the boys. Excited they opened them and found
their new passports extended at their names with the new surname; that
meant the adoption had been completed and they officially were
brothers. The boys stared at his father as they at unison said:

	"We are Melton! Thanks dad for this lovely present."

There was a vertical piano that no one had touched because none of them
could play it, except the old owner.  Then granny stood and said:

	"I try the piano. It is now a long time since I played it, still my
husband was alive." Everybody stared at the old woman and Samuel had to
make a great effort to keep his tears back, as the image of his father came
into his mind. The instrument has been closed since her husband died. She
then said:

	I know that besides me, there is here a lovely person to whom we
love, who plays even better than I do; he's really the player that we
need." Samuel knew who his mother was referring to, so he said:

	"Go ahead, Karl." Then Patrick added encouraging the boy.

	"We didn't know you were so a genius." Karl blushed as he looked
tenderly to his lover. He sat down on the stool near de piano and opened
it. He then touched reverently the instrument; he found the piano was
perfectly tuned. All kept silence as he started playing "For Elise", from
Beethoven, then "Moon light" from the same author and a few more from
Mozart. He heard strong applauses from his audience as he flushed
again. Then Ben and George approached him and said something into his ear;
all could check how he nodded, as they talked in German. Then he stood and
said:

	"I'm a poor pianist and I had not played since the last
summer. However, still there is another surprise.  Everybody kept silence;
he then made a tone and started playing; after half minute they heard Ben's
and George clear child voices rising singing "Vois Ton Chemin" from the
French film "Les Choristers". The adults stood and hugged the boys; Samuel
had the eyes blurred; he did not know he had such a musician in his
family. Then the adults returned to their seats as the boys sang the song
from the film "The Emperor of the Sun." Seeing the success they sang more
popular songs, among them an old one from Kenneth Mackellar, "A cloud
without destiny" that Karl knew and liked very much. Mary had her sight
fixed on her boy, she would have gone and kiss her boy just there, had not
been her family was there. George sat on his father lap with his little
arms round the neck of his progenitor. Then he said:

	"Sorry dad I didn't say you I was in the school choir with Ben; he
dragged me to there when school started.  But now, watch my sister Mary,
the next is for her." Ben then said:

	"I'm glad that you liked our songs, we are not fully trained, but
you have watched how George has sung. He performs most of the solos in the
choir; he is a real nightingale." The little boy flushed as he buried his
head in his father's chest. Ben stared at Mary, but said nothing. Karl
started a low tune as the boy commenced:

	"The most beautiful sound I ever heard... Maria..."
 He continued with this marvellous old song from the film "West side
story". When he finished, Mary could not stop herself; she jumped from her
seat and launched herself into her boy arms, as she murmured into his ear:

	"I love you. I won't ever forget this!" She kissed a peck to her
boy on the lips and returned to where Granny was. She could not stop her
tears as her grand mother rubbed her back. .

The birthday celebration ended after dinner, and Samuel's family, including
Karl, returned home.

Needn't to say that Ben and John mutually enjoyed sex together, but only
until Ben was fourteen and in especial occasions. They were truly brothers
and not lovers. Two weeks later, taking the opportunity that a Friday was a
local feast in Richmond Peaks, Patrick said to his sons:

	"Sons, I don't know whether you have planned anything for the
coming long weekend; if not, I would like to make a trip to California to
see the oldest member of the family: my wife's grandfather; he is near
eighty y/o and is looking after our ship." Ben immediately remembered what
Patrick had said in the mountains.

	"Dad, is he the man to whom you helped in the fishing boat?" John
then smiled imagining his dad when he was ten, kissing a little girl and
being always naked on board.

	"Yes. He sold out his house and spends most of the time in the ship
looking after her; nevertheless, he lives in our house." John then
encouraged his father to continue talking about his father.

	"Yes dad, please let's go. We have a little homework to do, but if
we hurry up, we can finish it tonight. I'll ring Sammy about it in order he
doesn't wait for me in these days; he can do it with Karl; and Mary by
herself." He added looking with a grin to his scamp brother.

	"Alright boys! Please get everything ready; don't take many things,
because California is very warm and you rarely will need to wear winter
clothes like here. We'll fly directly to San Diego; I'm sure you'll like
that land."  The boys had no time to lose, they ran upstairs and Patrick
went to his office to book the flights. The following day round midday,
they were landing in San Diego's airport. After picking their luggage up
Patrick hired a car and left; driving to the North along the coast. The
boys were astonished with the vegetation so different from Richmond's.
Reaching near the seaside there were large fields planted with oranges and
lemon trees; at this time covered by fruits.

	"It is fantastic, dad. I never thought there were so many oranges
in this state." John said.

Chapter 23
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Some miles away, an old man was sat into the lovely ship's little room,
placed at the stern that served as a library, studio or dinning room, and
could be transformed into a bedroom if necessary for the night. He had an
old album with photos in his wrinkled hands that he was watching with wet
eyes and cheeks, due to recent tears. He extracted a white cloth from his
jacket upper pocket and dried his old eyes; then suddenly he grinned. He
detached one picture from the album; it showed two naked boys of about nine
and eleven that were giggling while they were holding each other dicks in
their hands. He made that instant at the request of the boys during a
fishing day, three years back. They were alone almost in high sea, long
away from the coast. "Naughty boys" he murmured as he kissed the
picture. Then he took it and burned into ashes. "God must have them near
Him." He whispered with a sigh.

Pinned to the wall could be seen some other photos of the same boys at
different ages, accompanied by their parents. As he went thru the album
pages he stopped in a page where the pictures have taken a yellowish
colour.  He was younger and pictured with a girl and a boy, apparently of
the same age. The pictures showed the children from the age of nine or ten
until they were teenagers. He took a blue handkerchief from his trousers
pocket and cleaned his eyes as he kissed them. Unexpectedly, he heard a
pitched voice calling him. "Who was calling him?"  He murmured. "Most
likely must be someone that wants to buy the ship, or need some
information." He thought. As he came out thru the cockpit, Ben asked from
the dock:

	"Excuse me Sir; may my brother and I jump into the ship. She is
beautiful." The man was greatly surprised with the educated mood, besides,
the boy did not call the ship "it" as many would do; so he deducted the
boys knew what a ship was, and he was glad of it. He then answered:

	"Yes, come in boys, please." The boys stared at each other as the
old man continued: "You are not Californian, are you? It seems you are from
far in the North East, am I right?"

	"You are right, sir. We live into the mountains far away from the
sea, but we like ships." The man grinned.

	"Come on, I'll show you her. She is not very large, but is a
beautiful lady and we love each other." The boys grinned as the man showed
them the cabins, the store, the galley... and everything he thought of
interest for two young boys. Finally they sat on the studio and the boys
stared at the pictures pinned on the wooden thick walls; immediately they
recognized their father in different ages with his late family. John then,
pointing out to one of the old pictures, asked the old seaman:

	"Excuse me, sir; are these two children your grandson and
granddaughter?" The man put on his glasses and looked at the photo that
John was signalling:

	"Yes, they are. But that picture was taken more than thirty years
ago. The little boy wasn't really my grandson in those moments, but I loved
him even more than to my little grandchild girl. The photo was taken the
summer she came back to live here with my wife and me. Her father was my
son, a Navy officer; but I had not seen her since she was a baby. My son
and his family had been abroad; however, the boy came here every summer
since he was six and we were close friends. Later on, they grew up, married
and had a family." The boys perfectly knew the rest of the story and John
did not want to dig in old wounds, so they changed a little the subject as
Ben said:

	"Who would have said that! Did the boy like ships?"

	"Yes, a lot. He loved accompanying me to fish; he was a good
sailor, never got sick." He paused for a moment involved in his
thoughts. "By the way, which are your names? The old man asked while he
offered a cola to the boys, John then replied:

	"Thank you very much, Sir. He is Ben, my younger brother and I am
John. Our dad is in the canteen; probably he will come to fetch us. We are
looking for a ship to buy; we liked this, but the port authorities have
told us that she is not on sale." The man looked at the boys astonished, as
he was to replace the album into a drawer.  He then heard a familiar man
voice asking:

	"Could you sell her to us, grandpa?" The old man spun, cleaned his
glasses and fixed his old eyes on Patrick's. He almost fell on the round
leather couch stick to the ship's wall, had not John held him.

	"Patrick!!! Patrick, you are my boy, my little boy!!!" They hugged
tenderly. "I can't believe... I can't believe you are here after so many
misfortunes...! I thought you still were in the hospital. But, but... then
who are these lovely lads?"

	"They are my adopted sons. They saved my life grandpa." Patrick
then went telling the old man the story as they had planned. The man cried
in silence as his memory went back to those happy summers with his
family. He calmed down and hugged Patrick tenderly again.

	"God bless you my son. Only you could have done that; I bet that
Nora and the children would have been very happy with them, too." Patrick
wanted to change drastically the subject:

	"Grandpa, is she ready? The old man grinned and proudly said: "This
is the best ship of this port; I must recognize that she needs to rest
offshore for some time and make some necessary maintenance; but once we
refill the tanks with oil and water we can leave. We have frozen food for a
week in the refrigerator."

	"In that case, what are we waiting for?" The old man seemed to
rejuvenate and recover ten years of life.  The boys were a little worried
because they did not know whether they would get seasick or not. After she
was refilled and got permission from the Port Authority, the boat proudly
started moving pushed by her powerful diesel Volvo engine. Patrick started
teaching his sons the name of every part of the ship. They were far out of
the coast and the weather was warm, even hot for boys accustomed to live in
the high mountains. Ben then said:

	"Dad, can we get in the nude, or at least on our underwear? It is
too hot."

	"You better go under deck and fetch for something more comfortable;
you can rummage in the store and surely, for you Ben, must be something
from my elder son. John can wear one of my shorts. I don't mind you get
naked but I don't know how things are here after three years." They did;
and the old man looked surprised to see so beautiful boys near naked in
winter. They enjoyed the trip; and at the end of the day the ship dropped
the anchor in a quiet bay. The weather forecast was good, so they did not
expect any problem. After dinner, and while their father was on deck
chatting with grandpa, they went to have a look to the old photos. There
were many books on a fixed shelf, Ben went reading the titles and found one
classified: "Erotic", the title: "The Island that never was".  That raised
the boy's curiosity as he thought it might contain naughty photos. He had a
look and could see it was only text and had been manually bound. He started
to read it and soon he was engulfed in it. They would occupy the large bed
in the main cabin, grandpa and his father one of the single cabins.

	"John, I'm tired. I'm going to bed." He kissed his father and the
new grandpa goodnights and went into the cabin. John had dressed and was
sat on the deck, participating in the conversation with the two adults; he
opened a cola can and began shipping some of its content. After two hours,
they decided to go to bed. John was astonished watching Ben avidly reading
the book he got from the shelf, so he did not notice his brother's
presence.  John touched him.

	"Ben, is it interesting?" Ben grinned to his brother.

	"More than interesting; it is wonderful. It is written in an easy
English, probably by a foreigner and depicts the life of a MD and his
eleven-year-old adopted son in an isolated tropical island, after they had
amazingly saved their lives when their ship wreckage; well, in fact was the
boy who saved his father's life. The story has something in common with
ours." The older boy watched his brother and could see that, instinctively,
he was rubbing his cock.

	"I see it must be interesting because your cock is hard." Ben
flushed."

	"Well it is exciting and beautiful at the same time; even I felt
some blur in my eyes when the boy saved his father. He was an orphan as we
were and his father a good man. The action takes place on year 1786, just
three years before the French Revolution. I'll ask grandpa if I can take
it." John smiled, ruffled his brother's hair and went under covers; a few
minutes later he was hard asleep. When Ben felt his father coming thru the
cockpit, he put off the light and also drifted to sleep. He would have
wanted to continue reading but he thought he might take the whole night, so
he thought to read it at home.

Near dawn, John was awoken as he felt his brother hard cock pushing against
his loins mumbling unintelligible words as he was moaning; John quickly
scooted down and took into his mouth Ben's dick; in seconds he started
spurting he little load into the elder boy's cavity. When he felt Ben's
penis was getting flaccid he returned to his original position; gently
rubbed his brother hair and returned to sleep. Before sunset of the
following day they returned to Port; and drove to their house. Patrick
wanted to keep a memory from that visit, so as they passed thru the town,
entered into a photographic studio a made a large picture of the four of
them duly framed. The house was well cared and beautifully furnished. It
was placed at about two hundred metres from shore. Scattered on the walls,
as in the ship, there were many pictures, witnesses of the previous
occupants. Patrick sighed and explained his sons all of them. The old man
could not be happier. Patrick asked him:

	"Grandpa, you are living alone here. Would you like to come and
live with us? We have a lovely house and in a nice town; the only problem
is that the weather is not like in California, but colder." The old man
sighed hugged all three but rejected the idea.

	"No sons; I was born here and I'll die here. Now I'm very happy
because I'll spent most of the time in the ship. I will place her offshore
on dry dock to repair. She will be ready on June for a long voyage, if you
want her."  The old man's happiness was obvious. Patrick then said:

	"I'll arrange someone to come here and make the entire household
for you five days a week. You must promise me that you will phone me in
case you get sick or something grave disturbs you. You don't need to pay
anything to anybody, even food. The local National Bank has been duly
instructed to pay your bills and provide you with the money that you might
need." The man hugged Patrick and the boys again. While Patrick was
preparing the car the old man said to the boys:

	"He always was like that. His adopting parents loved him and for me
he was the real grandson that I never had. Please, look after him; he is an
exceptional human being." Ben and John hugged the old man; John then said:

	"We know that grandpa and we love him, too." On Sunday afternoon
they flew back home.

Chapter 24
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Fifteen years have gone. Both brothers, with a year difference, both went
into the College in the University of Harvard, so they could not be far
from Julia's home. John and Julia married when they ended their
studies. They are today a prestigious couple of MD surgeons specialised in
children blindness, working for a Hospital in New York. They have developed
a new technique and many children had recovered their sight thank to their
skill. They have a girl of six and Julia is expecting twin baby boys within
a month.

As John foresaw many years back, Ben is an excellent lawyer. He joined
Mr. Hartwell's office, now ran by his cousin and himself; so the firm's
name is "Hartwell and Melton Associated". Ben is in charge of the foreign
division; so he has to frequently travel to Europe where he loves meeting
Karl and Sammy there, whenever they are available. At the end of following
school year, and after their fifteenth birthday, they declared publicly
their homosexuality and love. To overcome the social problems caused by
their feelings, Karl returned to Germany, taking Sammy with him. They went
into the university in Cologne, and today are good architects, living and
working in the Netherlands as a married couple, perfectly accepted by both
families; though reluctantly by his American neighbours.

George finished brilliantly his Law studies two years ago, and now is
working for Ben. He also often travels to Europe, though he lives in the
capital city in a flat near Ben's; not far from the office, so they do not
need to take the car. As his sister Mary, he is Mr. Independence, as Ben
calls him. Up today he has not any intentions to get married, though he has
girls everywhere he goes. He always said: "Mother Nature won't trap me."

Patrick and Samuel are very busy helping Mary to run the mall's business,
now converted into a large building.  They do not need to work since
businesses are good, but they enjoy working. Sometimes they take their
grandson with them. They live together in Granny's house since she died
seven years back. Samuel left his house to Mary and Ben, though besides
helping Mary, he continues with his clinic.

I have left Mary for the last because she and Ben formed an unusual modern
couple, and deserve most of the last chapter of this story.

Ben and Mary had a curious relationship; she liked and deeply loved Ben as
never before; and Ben paid her back.  Right when they returned from the
university, started living together as an unmarried couple; she mentally
considered him as her little pretty boy, in spite of being a six feet tall
handsome young man. Ben was not a sport man, but liked to make daily
physical exercises swimming in the public pool when he could not do in
theirs; so he had a wide chest and strong body. Some years ago, she decided
to have a child from Ben, but did not want to get married or tell him. She
wanted the child for herself, but from Ben, not from anybody else. She knew
that was a pretty dilemma, but she had been very lucky and thought she
would sort it out.

They were gladly united; most of the time faithful to each other, sharing
their lives and the bed every weekend from Friday to Monday, when Ben had
to return to the capital city; and on holidays. Ben loved Mary, but he had
not a crush on her as his brother with Julia, but took any opportunity to
help her and fuck each other until they are exhausted. They adored those
sweet moments after the sexual pleasure fulfilling their bodies and
souls. Probably they were happier than most of the official married
couples; but both wanted to keep their independence. Both had fucked
others, but after the experiences, they reached to the conclusion that
nothing was to compare with their weekends together; so Ben was genuinely
in love with Mary as she was with him, but he did not know it. They never
talked about this, though facts demonstrated it.

He took her a few times to Europe and she thought she would never love
anyone as she loved Ben. She told everything to Sammy and Karl and
obviously they laughed with her. Ben rarely was serious; everything amused
him; and their status more than anything. He had a different view of life
as he has transmitted it to George that was very close to his hero; and his
happiness was contagious. This helped him to solve many difficult cases
where the defenders looked like wolves trying to bite one another, and many
times, after speaking to him, they left his office with different views of
life, especially when there were children involved.

Mary had decided to have a baby and she wanted to leave things clear right
from the beginning, so one night after they had satisfied their bodies with
a lovely lovemaking, and as usual in the bliss of the moment she said:

	"Ben, I want a baby..." As he was to answer her, she
continued. "...from you; but she or he, will be my baby. You must promise
me that you won't interfere in our lives." He looked at his lover with
those intensely blue eyes and smiling argued:

	"You can have it with somebody else without him knowing anything,
or even going to some of those semen suppliers, so in the future you would
not have any problem on raising he/her." Visible upset, she stared at her
little boy, as she mentally called him, but recognized that he was right.

	"I know it; but the problem is that I want the baby from you and
not from somebody else, Mr. Lawyer. You well know I'm not a whore to give
my body to anyone." He grinned amused.

	"Alright Mrs. Independence; but before my dick is set for that
great work of art, I want to set up some conditions. You also know that I
have never given my semen to anyone for any purpose, let alone knowing its
destination."

	"Here is again the lawyer!" She murmured. "Alright, let's see what
those conditions are." Ben gave her a peck on each of her beautiful nipples
and she gasped; smiling added: "We are talking about serious business; that
will come later."

	"Alright beautiful; let's says it is a boy. My conditions are: 1,
we will continue living together as up to now. 2, you will allow me: a), to
care about you and the baby; b) to love him as mine, so privately, I will
be his father; teaching him and doing what a good father does to his son;
c) he to love me if he wanted, without you jeopardizing it. 3, when he
reaches 12 y/o, he will decide whether to undo whatever you have done; and
4, we will never quarrel about him, neither publically nor privately. His
happiness will be above all, and our only goal; not our egoisms or
selfishness. He must be free to decide what he wants to be. I have
intervened in many cases where parents placed their interests before the
child's." She thought for a moment, then smiling said:

	"And what's about if it is a girl?"

	"The same; except those items that typically are feminine. I should
not talk to a girl about menstruations or sex. That's what I mean."

	"Alright, Mr Lawyer; I accept." Then in a low voice and biting
Ben's ear lobe, she added: "I have trapped you, clever pretty boy, because
within six months we will have him or her here." Ben, at first moment got
surprised, but as usual, he started laughing and enjoying the unexpected
situation; he kissed her tenderly. That made both to laugh loudly. They did
not make a tragedy of their situation, but all on contrary, they enjoyed
it. During her pregnancy, Ben acted as a real husband; especially
accompanying her to see the MD specialist and to help her; but they did not
count on the third on discord: the little beautiful imp boy that was born
six month later. For their amusement he was a copy of his father, except
the eyes, that were light blue. As he grew up his mom input him that Ben
was his father but he has to call him "uncle" when they were outside or
with strangers.

Soon, the brilliant whiz little kid guessed that his uncle was the person
to whom he most loved; if the little boy was crying his father words and
kisses would calm him immediately. He loved being bathed by his father and
the giggles of the boy could be heard in the house as Ben hopped him up and
down or made him ticklish. When he was four, he heard how the adults
started telling him that he was the living picture of his father;
especially Mrs Carla, the owner of the kindergarten; she had known Ben when
he entered into her mother's restaurant when he was eleven. When he was
five, one day that he was playing in the garden with his best friend,
Peter, this asked him:

	"Ben, why do you call your father "uncle" and not "dad" like I do
to mine? My mom says that you are much like your father, and an uncle
is..." The little blond interrupted his friend.

	"I know what an uncle is. I have my uncle John, my uncle Sammy
living in Europe and my uncle George, who makes me feel very good with
ticklish when he comes home; but my mom insists on it and I don't know why;
besides I don't want to upset her, because she is great." Peter then said:

	"If I were you, I would call him dad, because he is a real dad for
you, even better than mine for me; he plays a lot with you, he teaches you
many things, he reads stories to you when he tucks you in the bed. My dad
never does those sort of things to me." The little boy expressed with
resentment.

	"Peter, please, don't say it to anybody, it is our secret, but from
now on, you will never hear me calling uncle to my father, but daddy." The
other little boy smiled satisfied because his friend had taken into account
what he had said. And he did. The following Friday when Ben came to the
kindergarten to pick him up, the little boy ran to him and jumped into his
father's arms. Then they went home. They entered in the house as the boy
said:

	"Daddy, will you continue reading me that lovely story tonight
after bathing me?" The little boy was surprised because his father did not
get upset, as his mother would have been; instead he smiled, hugged and
kissed him tenderly as he liked a lot; then Ben said:

	"Yes, my little tiger. I will". But the little imp wanted to deep
into that problem that he had discussed with his friend.

	"Dad, Mrs. Carla is expecting a baby; she has a big tummy and when
Peter asked her how happens that she had a baby into her belly, she
answered that her husband put half of a little seed into her tummy, and
with other half from herself that completed a full seed that started
growing up, and soon will be a baby. She then added pointing out to me:"

	"I hope she or he resembles to his father or to me, like Ben looks
like his father.

	"I felt very happy when she said that." Ben hugged his son, but the
little boy continued: "Daddy, I'll never call you "Uncle" again, at least
while we are together and mom is not present because I don't want her to
get upset." Ben looked into his little son's beautiful face and kissed him
softly, but he did not want to interfere on Mary's decision. He then added:

	"I don't mind whether you call me dad, uncle or whatever you like,
my little tiger. I'll always love you the same." He started making ticklish
to his son and the little boy giggles made him to feel the happiest man of
the world. When he stopped and started dressing the young boy he added:

	"Dad, do you think that I will be as tall and strong as you are?"

	"Even more; you'll be like a great lion." Ben started roaring like
a lion and making little bites on the smooth boy chest and tummy. The boy
laughed putting his little hands on his father's head trying to stop
teasing him.

	"Please stop, daddy stop!" He yelled as he did; the little evil
added still smiling: "And my little weenie will also grow as yours?" Ben
smiled, rubbed the silky hair and tucked the angel under the covers.

	"Sure, if not, how could you release your pee if you have a big
body and that little sausage that you have now?" The little boy grinned and
kissed his father. "Good night, son." Ben returned the kiss as he sighed.

The smart little boy was careful not calling Ben "dad" when his mom was
there, but "father". He always was eagerly looking forward the Friday to
arrive when his dad would come back from work round mid afternoon and would
take him on his shoulders, to learn to swim, to walk in the park and to
ride the bike; and at the bed time, he would bath and tuck him into bed,
then he would read him some pages of the story of that brave boy and his
father in a tropical island. At first, he did not understand what
"tropical" meant, but his daddy was so nice telling him the long story...

Ben had set up a routine from the moment his son was born. He worked hard
from Monday to Friday and had discarded the car to come and go from
Richmond to the capital city; instead he used the train and took the
opportunity to read during the trip urgent works. Sometimes, if George was
also coming, he accompanied him. As soon as he arrived went to the
kindergarten to pick his son up. These last days the little boy didn't
receive him calling him "uncle", but he ran to Ben naming him loudly
"daddy" so everybody could hear it; especially his friend Peter. When the
father took the boy in his arms, the little urchin turned his head to his
best friend and grinned slyly, as telling him: "I told you I would do it."

Mary was so busy, especially Friday and Saturday that she did not pay much
attention to the changes that her little son was experiencing; however, Ben
perfectly knew what was going on in the mind of his son; nevertheless, as
per what they had agreed, he did not force or interfere with the little
boy. He gave him all his love and support that he needed, but never against
his mother. Ben was a busy and successful lawyer; apart from George and his
partner, they had hired the services of three young and capable new
graduated lawyers, particularly those recommended by his favourite former
teacher in the university. With these new arrivals he had made a more
rational distribution of the hard work. Mr. Hurtle, now retired, was very
happy and he dedicated his time to write books about Law.  However, except
in very especial circumstances, Friday 1:00 pm was sacred for him. He would
call a taxi, ride to the rail station and take the 13:15 train to Richmond
Peaks. Entering into the kindergarten house and find his son running to
jump into his arms, was the greatest pleasure of his life. He would never
thank Mary enough for her idea, so he would never do anything to endanger
their relationship.

As a lawyer, he and Mary perfectly knew that with the new technologies
about DNA, he could claim the little boy's fatherhood, but he was faithful
to his word. "After all, what does a name mean? What really matters is the
love irradiating from his son to him and vice versa. He would never
endanger that relationship because he was sure his son, sooner or later,
would decide his own way." He thought. Ben did not know that his little
tiger had already decided what he would be. A few months later, after the
summer great holidays, the boy started on primary school; he was then
almost six y/o.

The first school day, as usual, his mom told him that his father was not
his father but his uncle and he should say that to his friends; but the boy
had different ideas; she then kissed him before he took the school bus. He
did not want her to drive him, like other moms did to their weeping and
stupid boys. He proudly sat in the classroom dressed in his beautiful
uniform; near him was the little wheeled backpack that his dad had bought
for him. A man entered, all boys stood, but he ordered to sit down. Then
the man spoke.

	"Well little men, I am going to check the list just in case there
is any mistake or someone is missing." The little boy's eyes sparked as he
was called "little man". The teacher started naming his pupils in
alphabetical order, as the boys answered "yes". Then he heard: "Benjamin
Keller". There was no answer; the man then repeated again: "Benjamin
Keller". Silence again. "Please, Benjamin Keller." No one answered; however
he heard a murmur near the little boy as his friend Peter was telling him
something. The man then said: "What's up, little boy? Peter blushed and
then said pointing his finger to his friend:

	"He is Ben, Benjamin..." The man looked at the pretty little boy
and he met those lovely eyes defiantly on him.

	"Are you Benjamin Keller?

	"No sir. My name is Benjamin P. Melton; my father is Franklin
Benjamin Melton, my grandfather is Patrick Melton; my..." The man stopped
him raising his hand, tenderly smiling to the little blond:

	Ben, I don't need your family tree." He ruffled the little boy
silky hair and gently asked him: "I suppose you know the name of your other
grandpa."

	"Of course I know: he is Samuel Keller, and I have two uncles,
Uncle George and Sammy that is living in Europe; and my mom is Mary." He
added that because it was cool to say he had an uncle who lives in
Europe. The man turned around facing the class teacher, a middle-aged
woman, which could not also conceal her smile. When he got a little
serious, spoke softly to the boy:

	"Alright Ben, you do very well knowing the names of all your
family, I bet that not everybody does like you."  Then, the little boy,
pointing out to his friend Peter, who was sat down close to him, said:

	Sorry sir; but my best friend Peter also knows all the names of his
family." Peter blushed and felt he had as friend the best boy of the
town. The little boy sighed with pride as the man continued:

	"It must be a mistake on the list, because you are the son of a
great young lawyer and your uncle Sammy is an excellent architect who lives
in the Netherlands. I used to be in this school with them since I was your
age. I'll clarify this with your parents. Thank you. Let's continue." The
little boy could not feel more happy and proud as the man continued reading
the list. The teacher was also a psychologist specialised in young
children. He returned to his office, dialled Mary's number and told her all
about her son, congratulating her. "It is not normal such an explanation
from a boy that still is not six." Mary kept silence for a moment, and then
asked:

	"Do you think that he is being influenced by someone, let's say by
an older boy?" Of course she was thinking on Ben. The man grinned.

	"All on contrary; he is doing it on other little boys. I would have
liked you were here to watch how he argued in favour of his friend Peter."
As Mary did not answer, the man continued. "In spite of the mess that the
little boy has in his mind, which should be clarified as soon as possible,
the boy seems to have very clear his ideas; he is extremely intelligent and
it would be a pity confusing or spoil such intelligence." That was not new
for her; she was expecting that reaction, but not so soon. She mentally
decided to wait until Ben retur on Friday. So she answered the man.

	"Thanks for your call. I'll deal this problem with his father, as
soon as he returns from the capital city next Friday." After goodbye they
hanged up the phone.

Her father had warned her a few times; Patrick nevertheless did not
interfere, but she was absolutely sure he shared his father's opinion. When
she returned home, the Mexican lady that looked after the little boy where
his parents were at work, said:

	"It seems the school has had a good impact on Benny, he came
exultant this afternoon." She left as the little boy came to kiss his mom.

	"How was your first day at the school sweetie?" The little boy
stared at his mother and slowly answered:

	"Very well mom; but please, don't call me sweetie anymore; that's
girlish and for the babies. I'm not a baby any longer."

	"Then, how shall I call you?" Mary then slowly added: "Sweetie?"
She did it on purpose trying to get the little boy upset; but the boy, as
his father, did not explode so easy.

	"Please mom, please, I have told you not to call me sweetie; you
can call me little man as the teacher does in the school; or tiger, or lion
as my father does." Mary did not want to insist because she was well aware
that her son had inherited the beauty and intelligence from his father, and
the stubbornness and determination from herself.

	"Alright pretty boy, give me a great kiss and go into the tub to
get rid of your school stink." The boy smiled and kissed her. He ran
upstairs and soon she heard the noise of the water as he was playing in the
tub. Deeply she was very proud of her son. She thought that she was
fighting a battle that knew had already lost; however, the problem was how
to get out of the fight without being badly injured. "I'll wait until
Friday; sure my beautiful pretty elder boy would have a solution." She
murmured for herself.

On Friday Ben came by road since he had something special to do in his
office. Mary retarded her return to the mall, and when the little boy heard
the car entering into the garage, he ran as fast as he could and jumped
into his dad's arms. Ben raised him to his chest kissing and hugging him;
he rubbed his back, and still with him in his arms kissed Mary. He sat on
the armchair with the little boy on his lap, as he said.

	"Well little tiger, what's about your first week in the school, did
you like it?" The boy looked into his father's eyes, got serious and
answered him:

	"Yes a lot, but... but I am pissed; I have fought a boy because he
made fun of me."

	"Why, sweetie?" Mary asked on purpose; the boy near furious and
visible distressed, said:

	"I have told you not to call me sweetie!" The boy answered to his
mother near shouting. "I am not a girl or a baby. I don't know how many
times I have to repeat it to you!" Ben pushed the boy to him because he was
at the verge of crying.

	"Please Benny, take it easy. Please answer your mother's question."

	"I fought him because the first day I said that my father was not
my father but my uncle. But even the teacher, that knows you since you were
ten or eleven, said that I am a living copy of you; that you are my dad and
not my uncle, as mom is always telling me. So I told the tall man that was
listing us, that my name is Benjamin Melton, like you." With tears of
impotence rolling his smooth cheeks, the little boy shouted: "I won't go to
the school again, that's clear, if you insist on calling me sweetie and
that my dad is not my dad but my...!" Ben dragged the boy to his chest and
kissed him on his blond hair, rubbing his back as the boy placed his little
arms round his father's neck; his wet face on the man's chest. Ben smiled
amused because he was expecting this moment would happen some day but not
so soon. Rarely, and for the first time, Ben got serious. Mary understood
that her stubbornness and independence was for herself and not to be
imposed to her son. She then took the little boy in her arms and tenderly
said:

	"Don't worry my little man; your name is and will be Benjamin
Patrick Melton, the same as your dad." And then, looking at Ben and smiling
she added: "I'll take care of that next Monday." She sat down near Ben as
she continued: "I have lost this battle but not the war." She separated a
little from her son: "Within almost six months you will have a little
brother or sister." Both Bens looked at her and hugged tenderly the three
together. The little boy kissed his mom and said:

	"I will have an eternal love for you, mom." Shocked, Mary glanced
at her son:

	"Who has taught you those words, little evil?" The little blond
blue eyes sparked and answered:

	"During the break this morning, a girl of my age kissed me on the
cheeks and told me that. I wonder who told her." He extended his little
arms round his parents and added: "I love you. I have the best mom and dad
of the world!"

THE END