Date: Tue, 25 Aug 2015 12:23:33 +0200
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jim and Francis Part 4

			      JIM AND FRANCIS
				By Al Peres

      			          PART 4
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Chapter 20
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They had agreed to follow the same steps; however, Christian was the
leader. He kissed Jim and Jim started rubbing his back and neck. The boys
slipped their hands under their tracksuits and grabbed their clothes over
their head. Jim and Francis pushed their pants down, so in a minute all
were naked and rubbing against each other. The little evils pushed back
down the elder boys on the bed and straddled on their chests, offering
their lovely erected little meat that they eagerly took in their
mouths. Christian was pushing forward fucking Jim's mouth; soon the little
boys were in ecstasies, their head tilted back and moaning in
pleasure. When were close to their climaxes, scooted down and sat on the
older boys crotches, starting moving up and down fucking the elder boys'
buttonholes; their mouths locked again and their tongues swirling inside.
The saliva on their dicks, as they had been sucked, made their penises
slippery, rubbing against the older boys' tummy smooth skin. Jim and
Francis dick were hard as rocks, and as they moved up and down, their
cocks' heads touched the evils' puckers, gasping and moaning at every
touch. They could not resist any more and the little boys pushed hard
against Jim and Francis bellies as their bodies tensed, got rigid and
moaned. Jim and Francis put their hands behind the boys' heads, kissing
them hard to prevent them to moan loudly. They did it thru their nose as
they reached their dry climaxes. Then unlocked their mouths and went flat
on top of their elder friends, still gasping and breathing heavily.

It had been only a few minutes for the boys to get their dry orgasms,
however, Jim and Francis were very hot needing an immediate
release. Christian mumbled at Jim ear:

	"It has been wonderful, Jim; however I want you to fuck me. I want
you to fill my butt and feel you inside me." Jim tenderly ruffled the
little boy's hair.

	"No way Christian, our dicks are very large and will hurt you a
lot."

	"I don't mind. We have fucked each other many times and we are
ready; besides, I have heard that some adult men have fucked boys of our
ages and happen nothing. Your dicks aren't as large and thick as an adult's
one."

	"Well, if you put things like that..." Francis and Noah were having
the same conversation.

	We want that, we have discussed it and we want to be fucked by you
and Francis, if you want to, of course." Jim stared at this brave boy and
caressed tenderly his smooth face cheeks.

	Yes, I would like to give you pleasure and the same to me; I need a
release. You are too good and we love you both a lot. "Don't we, Francis?

	Yes, they deserve anything they ask for; they have demonstrated be
a brave little men."

	In that case, let's go to business. Please Christian handle a tube
of vaseline to me; you will find it in the nightstand." Christian grinned.

	"Did you fuck each other as we do, Jim?"

	"Well?" He looked at Francis and his friend nodded. "Yes, we have
done it a few times, but not here in the school. Now might be different."
Christian gave the vaseline to Jim. "Now show your butt to me." Christian
placed his head on the pillow and showed his rose pucker to his elder
friend. Jim could not help trying to stick his tongue into that lovely pink
hole; however, it was too hard and only he licked it. Christian moaned as
he felt his tongue.

	"Oh, that feels very good." Jim smiled and took a glob of vaseline
and pushed it inside the boy rectum with his forefinger. Christian moaned
again. "That feels even better, Jim." Jim then took some vaseline and
smeared on his hard cock. He tossed the tube to Francis that started doing
the same action with Noah and himself.

	"How would you like our fucking, Christian?"

	"I don't mind; I leave it to you to decide." The two boys started
caressing each other passionately; Jim was very hard and needing a good
release, however he also wanted to please those little evils. After a few
minutes petting the four Jim instructed:

	"You'll sit down on my dick, so you can control your discomfort, if
any." The boy did not need any more instructions, he scooted down
straddling the elder boy sitting on his calves; Jim helped him to raise his
hips. Christian guided Jim's cock to his hole and pushed down; he moaned
with a little discomfort as the head went in, but he was determined to end
as soon as possible. He knew the girth of Jim's dick was not, let's say, as
his cousin's and was sure it would not hurt him, so as soon as the
discomfort extinguished, he pushed down again and he totally impaled
himself on Jim's cock. He moaned again and fell on Jim's chest. "Are you
okay, Chris?

	"Yes. I'm fine now." From the other bed Noah watched his grimace
and asked him.

	"How was it, Chris?"

	"Quite good, only a little discomfort at start, as we experienced
the first time; but now it is lovely to feel so full of Jim's." The older
lad dragged the little boy to his chest and started caressing and fondling
his young lover, licking and sucking him everywhere. Christian
instinctively started moving up and down against Jim's tummy, his dick
rubbing the teenager boy smooth skin. Both started to gasp, and then Jim
stopped Christian.

	"Now, Chris, turn around so that your back faces me. You will get
the maximum of my dick into your butt."

	"Jim, it feels lovely inside me, every time I move up and down it
rubs something into my butt that makes me to continue even harder."

	"You'll feel even better. Please turn around." The boy did as Jim
opened his leg, so he totally went inside the little boy, their ball sacks
near touching. Jim rubbed both ball sacks with a hand while with the other
masturbated Christian's dick. Francis and Noah followed all these steps at
unison. Christian moaned in pleasure gasping loudly as he moved up and
down. Soon Jim felt the spasms of Christian as he was near his dry orgasm
again. He left their ball sacks and dick and pushed Christian legs
together. He also felt approaching his climax. He helped the boy in his
moves up and down as he stroked the little boy's meat. He felt how the boy
tensed as he reached the point of not return. Jim then pinned the boy's
legs with his legs and pushed up his dick into Christian's hole, spurting
his load into his guts as the boy fell with his back on Jim's chest. Both
sweating moaned as one after the other were hit with that lovely
present. Christian and Noah were lying on top of the elder boys, their arm
extended like a cross, breathing heavily after their wonderful
climaxes. Five minutes remained then in that position, still with their
legs pinned down. Francis and Jim started caressing the little boys chests
and nibbling their ears and cheeks. Christian raised and managed to place
himself facing Jim without his dick leaving his butt. Now their lips locked
in a tender kiss that lasted a few minutes. Jim felt again the hardness of
the boy dick and smiled.

	"You are again ready. You are insatiable."

	"Yes; we want our butts sore tonight." The four laughed
together. Noah then said:

	"Let's trade places, I want to enjoy Jim."

	"I was just thinking the same. I would like to suck that blond
boy's dick." Again they laughed, taking care not to do it very loud. When
Noah was straddling Jim, he said as he blushed:

	"Jim, can I, can I fuck you?

	"Of course, if you want to put your little bald dick inside me. All
laughed because he was the only one circumcised.

	"We could place both beds together, as one; then we'll be
together. Christian suggested.

	"That's not possible because they are pinned to the floor; however,
we can do a bed on the floor with the extra blankets that we have in the
wardrobes" Francis said.

	"Excellent!" Jim and Francis extracted six woollen blankets and
made a comfortable and cosy bed. Once they had moved the large
couch. Immediately the four were joking and tickling together laughing. The
younger boys started petting Francis and Jim passionately, after a few
minutes the little boys were very hard and ready again to resume their sex
activities. Noah then said:

	"How shall l do it?"

	I'll show you." Jim took one of the pillows and placed it under his
crotch, so his ass was now sticking up.

	"Are you ready?" Noah looked at his friend that was on top of
Francis and smirked.

	"Yes, we are." The elder boys spread their legs giving an easy
access to the younger boys' dicks. They extended their arm back and parted
their butt holes for them to enter. Noah asked.

	"Won't I hurt you?

	"No, we are wide enough; nevertheless, if you don't want to get
sore your cock, take the vaseline or some of greasy now leaking from your
butt and smear it on your dicks." The boys did not hesitated; with his
finger they took some of their leaking and got ready their little cocks.
Noah guided his cock to the pink entrance and pushed up; he went entirely
inside Jim without any difficulty. Christian did the same into Francis. Jim
and Francis were very close and facing each other, they winked as the
little boys entered them. In one minute, Noah and Christian were like
rabbits fucking their older lovers; their long hair moving as they shoved
inside his friends.  Soon the only sound in the room was the "flap", "flap"
sound of their crotches against the older boys' buttocks and the muffled
moans from the boys. The little boys were sweating as they were near their
orgasms, suddenly Jim felt how Noah stopped breathing with his little and
smooth body tensed and gave him a final thrust with a moan, followed by
other from Christian. They fell on top of their older lovers breathing
hard. After a couple of minutes, Jim slid the little boy on his left side
facing each other; his right hand and arm round Jim body. He grabbed him to
his chest and cuddled him. They remained cheek to cheek, chest-to-chest,
and crotch-to-crotch. After a few minutes of quietness, Noah whispered into
Jim's ear.

	"I love you, Jim."

	"I love you too a lot, little imp." The little boy said nothing but
a few moments later Jim noticed some wetness on their cheeks. Jim then
kissed him tenderly, noticing both were now with their dicks flaccid. "Why
are you crying? Have I done anything wrong?" The little boy separated his
face and wiped it with the back of his right hand.

	"Oh no! It's all on contrary. My problem is that I cry when I'm
very happy. Christian does when he is sad, so, when we are together we sure
have tears." All four laughed. He resumed his cuddle into Jim and slowing
his voice, he continued: "I would have liked to have a big bro like you,
Jim. I have three sisters on top of me and one under, so I'm the only Jew
male in the family, they are all catholic except my mom and I."

	"Don't worry, you will get old enough, marry a girl and have many
boys that will continue your name."

	"Are you sure? Aren't we homo?"

	"I'm sure we aren't. We miss our families and we have not any girl
available, so, what can we do? I like girls and you do, too. The problem is
that we cannot fuck any here." Then on their confidences blushing, Noah
asked Jim:

	"Jim, have you ever fucked a girl?" They separated theirs faces and
stared at each other tenderly. Then the teenager caressed the tuft that the
young boy had on his upper forehead. This reminded him John, his brother's
friend.  "
	"Yes, once."

	"Sorry Jim I have done that personal question." Jim caressed again
the boy's tuft.

	"You little evil will never offended me with your questions." He
paused. "You remind me my younger brother's friend and lover." The boy
grinned, but he insisted.

	"When you fucked the girl, was it good?" Jim grinned.

	"Well, taking into consideration that it was the first time and in
the middle of a forest, it was very good. I would say that lovely. It is
different." Christian and Francis were hearing that conversation and
Christian intervened:

	"Jim, did she enjoy it like we do?"

	"Of course she did. The problem was that we could not repeat it,
but we promised each other to do it again at the first opportunity." With
their conversation the four were again hard, Noah then said:

	"Jim, I want to suck you."

	"We'll do each other; I'll do it to you and you to me in a 69
position." The older boys lay on their backs and the two little evils
jumped straddling them. Noah did not hesitate and immediately took Jim's
dick head into his mouth starting sucking him. Jim and Francis engulfed the
little boys' sacks into their mouth and did the same; however, they had
larger experience on this task than the young boys; Jim sucked the little
head teasing it with his tongue, trying to introduce the tip of his tongue
into the pee slit and his right forefinger in Noah butt. The boy so
stimulated lost part of his concentration on his task, starting to groan in
pleasure and moving around his hips so his cock was swirling inside of
Jim's mouth. Jim noticed the butt boy's muscles pressing his finger,
deducing he was very close to his climax. Suddenly Noah could not resist
Jim's stimulations, raised himself a little and moaned; he got rigid as he
pushed down his crotch into Jim's mouth. Hit by that lovely orgasm he fell
on Jim's dick still gasping. Soon he recovered his breathing and resumed
his lost task; Jim and Francis were very close, so Jim said stammering:

	"Noah, I'm coming in seconds." The boy felt how Jim arched his hips
and he raised himself. Jim tensed and with a spasm started shooting his
load; the first shot landed on the boy forehead, second on his nostrils and
some on his smooth chest. Noah then scooted down, he rotated and impaled
himself with Jim's dick still jerking; he continued doing with his butt
what he was doing with his hands, milking Jim into his guts. When he felt
Jim was done he grinned and bent down to kiss his friend. Jim licked the
boy's face off his semen.

	"I like the smell of your stuff, Jim; it smells to a cleaning
product used at home, but I don't like the flavour." Jim swallowed his own
semen and then dragged his friend to him. Francis and Christian had done
the same, but Christian said:

	"I love the taste and smell, so when you start shooting I won't
allow a single drop is lost." All four laughed and remained like that
fondling each other and caressing. Jim then said:

	"We have not much time left, it is 9:30 and we must finish before
lights are off."  Christian and Noah pleaded:

	"Please, let's sleep here altogether and have more fun."

	"I'm sorry, but we can't. You must think that your room is not
locked, if the night counsellor sees your room is open and you are not
there after lights off, he might set up the alarm until they find you; that
would end with our happiness." The boys accepted with a sigh, however
Christian with a grin said:

	"Well, still we have half an hour. Let's trade places again." Soon
Christian was again with Jim and Noah with Francis, nevertheless, the time
was short so Jim decided to have a final common fun. They enjoyed their
closeness and friendships caressing and petting each other. It was now ten
minutes for the lights off. The little imps cuddled in the elder boys'
arms, kissed and fondled tenderly each other.

	"Jim, can we come back some time for more fun?" Christian asked.

	"We'll see to that." All kissed goodnights on the cheeks. The boys
got on their bathrobes and left. Francis and Jim picked up the blankets and
arranged their room. They had a quick individual shower, locked the door
and both went into the same bed as they used every night since the priest
left.

	"It has been a lovely time, Jim."

	"Sure it has been, but never as we do together." Francis looked at
his lover and ruffled his ringlets. Then they drifted to sleep as the light
went off.

Chapter 21
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Christmas were approaching and in the mid December the school was excited
with the new Winter Swimming inter school Championship. All teams had now
daily exercises, setting up strategies and preparing the teams. There were
four different disciplines: 100 meters free style, individual; 400 meters
free style relieves; 100 meters back stroke style; and Jumping. Two groups:
boys of 10, 11 and 12; and boys of 13, 14 and 15 y/o. The school had formed
three teams, two for the second group and one for the first. The following
Sunday they were swimming and as they warmed up diving; one 12 y/o boy
grabbed Noah pack under the water; when they came up to the surface, the
red haired boy got embarrassed even redder than his hair looking at Noah,
however he smiled at him, getting rid of his embarrassment.

	"I liked it." The boy opened his eyes in disbelief.

	"You, you? you don't mind?"

	"No. Let's dive again." As they did in a corner of the pool, Noah
grabbed the boy pack and caressed it for a few seconds. "You have a good
pack, how old are you? The boy grinned and answered him.

	"I'm 12"

	"Do you shoot?"

	"No yet. My roommate also likes it; I know because he is always
staring at me when I'm in the shower; however he is very shy and
embarrassed to ask. I had watched you and your friend many times when you
make yokes; he is a beautiful boy; I just joined the team to watch you
almost naked. I always get hard when you are in the shower. Sorry, but I
wanted to tell you that.

	"You don't need to be sorry about, but you should be more careful."
The boy deeply flushed again.

	"I know that; but I couldn't help touching you when you were so
close to me. I felt ashamed because some other boy might have shouted
calling me? you know." His honey eyes blurred. "But I can't help liking
boys and? I am beating my dick several times a day, especially when I think
about you or your blond friend?" Suddenly the coach whistled and all went
to start training.

	"We'll arrange a meeting in my room one of these days, so give your
dick some rest, if you can, and keep it ready." They smiled as good friends
and went to join the coach. After the training, in their way to the dorm,
Noah referred to the group his new discovery, and how the boy had a crush
on Christian. Francis then said:

	"You little evils, you must be very, very careful. I will strongly
recommend you don't trust on anybody out of our close friends. We never
know who they are and whether they have good intentions."

	"Don't worry. I'll submit him to a serious proof."

	"You can do whatever you want." Jim added. "However don't mention
us at all. We are best friends together with Raphael and Noel and we don't
want anybody else. We can be only friends, but not best friends." Christian
glanced at Jim and pressed his hand.

	"We are very proud being your best friends and we love that."

	"By the way," Francis said: "Did you enjoy our little play? All
laughed loudly. Then Noah answered:

	"Well, it was as we planned, however it was a pity that we could
not scream when the nice feeling came to us?" They again laughed as
Christian with naughty grin added:

	"It would have been great to be in a place you can moan loudly
without any care someone hearing you. I wonder if that place exists." Jim
stared at Francis in complicity.

	"That place exists and we have been in there." The two little boys
opened their mouth in disbelief.

	"Please, please, Francis; take us to that heaven, because it must
be a heaven, doesn't it?" Without any more explanations Francis said:

	"When your parents come, you must introduce them to my dad and
uncle, so they know each other. Within a few months perhaps I can do
something to please you, if you are still interested."

	"We have said so many things to them about you that they are
insisting me to introduce them to you both. They think you made the
"miracle", especially to me." We were right on the bottom of our class and
now we are in the honour pad, moreover, we are going to participate in the
Winter Games. They are astonished."

The day of the contest arrived and all swimmers boarded a bus to Paris
early in the morning. An hour later they arrived to what looked as an empty
new school; however it was a new large winter and open installations for
swimming. They were lodged in a small dorm all together, and in the same
day started the eliminatory process, the coach instructed them:

	"Please be very careful; don't talk to anybody about our
marks. When swimming, don't make any extra effort; just comply to pass the
eliminatory. Tomorrow's the great day. Many of your parents will be
present, and you will be able to see them after the contest. Needn't to
say, especially for the older boys, that also some men from the French
Olympic Committee will also be present; they are looking for new young
swimmers for the next Games." He took aside Francis and Jim and added:
"Boys we haven't good representatives in free style in the group 16 y/o
over, however your marks are even better than most of participants, do you
want to compete on that, too? You have more than enough with those into
your age group, however?" Francis did not let the coach to finish, he
glared at Jim and he answered:

	"Yes, Noel can also take part; he is very good on free style." The
coach called Noel and Raphael and told them all about. All four agrees to
take part in the preliminary eliminations. A few minutes later, all were
dressed in their Speedos and went down for the different eliminatory
races. After some recesses for lunch and others, all went thru, passed the
proofs and got ready for the final contest of the next day. The coach did
not say anything to Jim and Francis; but during the proof, he could
overhear a comment from one of the coachers watching the eliminatory of 100
metres free style.

	"See those two boys, especially that with black hair, how he
dives. They do without any effort, as an otter."

	"I had observed them, it is a long time I haven't seen that
peculiarity on a boy. Where are they coming from? The elder coach asked.

	"I believe they are from St. Mary from Orleans."

	"Shit! They all are rich and besides good! It will be very
difficult to get one of them, unless we use their patriotism."

Since most of parents liked to see their little boys fighting, the proofs
started early morning, commencing from the elder boys, thus they would
participate on 100 m free style and 100 m backstroke. At 9:00, the eight
boys were on their post ready to jump. The elder boys near men, since they
were 16 and 17 y/o looked condescendingly to the younger boys. The judge,
shout out:

	"Ready?" Then he shot a little gun. All eight jumped into the
water, Jim and Francis ran near, so they watched the elder boys. Two of
them immediately took some advantage over Jim and Francis. They were
astonished when they turned the first 50 m at the same time than the
younger boys. When they were at 25 m to the end, Jim made a sign to Francis
and the two boys practically flew under the water like two dolphins. The 17
y/o boy near Francis could not believe what he was watching. Francis and
Jim arrived to the end at unison with an advantage of 5 meters. Shouts of
"bravo" were heard from the seats where only a few persons were sat,
especially from the two old coachers. Two well-dressed men entered as they
heard the "bravos" from the public. They arrived just in time to overhear
the comments:

	"I told you, they are exceptional swimmers; I think we'll see many
interesting things today from these boys."

	"I'm sure I'll lose my bet." The gentlemen looked down and watched
how the coach was wrapping the white bathrobe round the boys'
shoulders. Due to the distance and short hair of the boys they did not
recognized their own son and friend; besides they had grown a lot lately.

	"Carl, are they our Fran‡oise and probably Jim?" The old
coachers looked at them in surprise.

	"Sorry gentlemen, are they your sons?"

	"Yes, the blond one, the other is his roommate and best friend in
the school."

	"You have an exceptional swimmer, sir."

	"Thank you very much." However, they could not wait. They descended
from seats row and went to meet Francis and Jim. They knew it was not
allowed for public to enter in the pool's premises, but they could not
resist the temptation of hugging their son. They were lucky, because at
that time of the morning the security men confused them with someone from
the Olympic Committee. They found many boys getting ready and chatting
loudly about the last race; soon they saw Francis coming to them; should
not them called his attention he would have passed without noticing his
father.

	"Fran‡oise, son!" Francis launched into his father arms as he
used to do and both kissed and hugged tenderly. Jim felt embarrassed, and
he motioned to continue, nevertheless, he felt two strong arms round him
that hugged and kissed him on the hair.

	"Sorry, but you are Jim, aren't you?"

	"Yes sir."

	"I'm Carl." Jim could not say anything, he felt a new hug round
him; it was Francis' dad.

	"Jim, we are so happy to know you?" Jim felt embarrassed and at the
same time happy seeing these two adults hugging them. Tears came to his
eyes thinking all parents would be there, except his; but he made a supreme
effort and stopped them. Francis had noticed his friend situation, and
after hugging his dad and uncle he did the same to Jim, very hard and
whispering on his ears:

	"I love you." Jim felt his strength returns and he hugged back
Francis.

	"I love you, too."

	"Sorry dad, how did you come here? Any parent or relative are not
allowed into these premises, you better return to your seats, within
moments the ceremony of delivery medals will take place." They could hear
thru the speakers calling them to the pool, so his dad and uncle went back
to their places. In the pool, they found the coach still discussing with
the referee. The coach said:

	"Well boys, we have a little problem."

	"Problem?" Jim said "We won fair and square with honesty."

	"Oh, don't worry, it nothing to do with our victory; the problem is
that both of you arrived in the same time, so you should deserve a gold
medal each, however they have only one, that means you have to decide by
yourselves who will be gold. I have told the Committee I reject that rule,
then?" Francis and Jim without any hesitation, both at the same time
pointing to each other, saying:

	"He!"

	"No. I told you it must be one, not two." They laughed; Jim took a
little separated Francis:

	"You must get that medal, please don't argue, otherwise I'll made a
trick and I'll force you to take it on the freestyle of our group." Francis
looked reluctantly his friend.

	"Alright, but you are not being fair." Jim grinned at him saying:

	"Remember, since we were in Paris, we are only one." Both grinned
and transmitted it to the coach. They received their prizes with the warmth
applauses from the scarce public.

A few minutes later took place the race 100 m- backstroke; also, in this
instance, two young boys of 15 represented his school, Raymond and Raphael,
so Marseille and Paris united. They had an unexpected good results, both
got silver and bronze, respectively. They did not participate in 400 m
relieves. It was round 10:30 it was announced races for boys 13 to 15 y/o.
First 100 m backstroke, with Raymond and Raphael on the play, this time
they got: Raphael gold and Raymond silver, under the public applauses.

Now near all public seats were occupied. The second race was the one
everybody was waiting for, since the news regarding the performance of
Francis and Jim had spread and they wanted to see them: 400 meter
relieves. Participants: Paul, Noel, Francis and Jim. Jim and Francis were
instructed not to make an extra effort, since they would have afterwards
100 m freestyle.  The gun shot, and Paul jumped, maintaining himself at the
head, a few centimetres behind the first. He touched second and Noel
jumped, at half of the pool he was heading the race, after the first 50
metres turn he was clearly leading the race. However, ten meters from the
end he felt a strong pain in his left calf due to a cramp; he made a
tremendous effort, gritted his teeth and continued but he touched the
fourth. Heavy applauses came from the public recognizing the effort and
entirety of the boy. Francis felt how his heart was beating in his chest;
he ignored what had happened to Noel. He jumped and swam steady, at the end
of the first turn, he had regained part of what Noel had lost, and he was
third turning. People started cheering him up.  He touched second and Jim
jumped; at half of the pool, he was leading the race, he turned first and
kept a fair distance from the second that was making a great effort. He
then put his ability on, he dove, and as a dolphin, he emerged just to
touch the end as the first place. Then he jumped to the border of the pool
and raised his hands up and all three boys went where Noel was sat and
raised and hugged him. The public applauded madly their achievement.

The coach was serious due to the bad lack of Noel accident; he was
discarded for the next race. After they received their medals, the coach
went where all his boys were talking loudly and still celebrating their
victory; however, still he had to replace Noel and he had not a good
candidate; however, remembering what Francis and Jim had done early
morning, "why not?", he thought. He looked amongst the boys' herd and
spotted Richard, the red haired boy, he was 12 y/o and good swimmer, not
the same as Noel but he might do a good job.

	"Richard, you will replace Noel." The boy looked astonished to the
coach.

	"Me? Coach I can't compete with Jim and Francis, they are too
good?"

	"You don't need to compete with them, but to win with them."

	"No way, I can't, I can't." He felt how he blushed arguing."

	"I can't force you, Richard; but you can if you want. I'll leave
you for 5 minutes; I cannot take your answer as your last word." Without
expecting any word, he left. He was sure the rest of the boys would
convince him, boys understand each other better than with adults; he
thought.  Noah approached and looked into Christian eyes. He took him to a
corner and said:

	"Chris, you are the only one who can convince him. You know he has
a crutch on you, please use your influence, we need that medal and besides
it will give him confidence for our next race." Noah pressed lightly his
lover's hand as he grinned. Christian went directly to the red haired boy
that was very serious alone sat on one of the benches. Christian touched
his right shoulder and Richard stared at his adored god; now with short
hair, but still with those beautiful blue eyes that made him mad. He
blushed and trembled only with his touch. Christian smiled at him; he sat
down near him and gripped his hand.

	"Please, come with me." Richard was in a cloud; he could not even
imagine what was happening, he blushed so deep that his face was of the
same colour as his hair. Christian dragged him to one of the vestry stall,
and as soon as they entered, Christian pushed the door closed with his ass,
and then, turning the boy around, without saying a single word, he kissed
the red boy's sweet lips. Richard quivered as he felt his knees could not
bear his body anymore; Christian held him as ended his long wet kiss. They
separated and the boy still was redder than a beetroot.

	"Oh! Christian, you? you?you?" Christian put his finger on his
thick lips and kissed him again softly.

	"You don't need to say anything; just jump into the pool and win
your race. Tonight in our room, we'll give you the rest of your prize."
Christian noticed how the boy dick was hard and his was too. "While you get
rid of your hardness I'll tell the coach you accept." Richard could not get
rid of his redness.

	"Please? tell? tell? him? I'll win that race even if I have to swim
in the hell." Christian gave him his best smile and left; he winked to Noah
and told the coach Richard would replace Noel. Eight boys got to their
places and jumped into the water when they heard the gunshot.  Soon in the
middle on the first 50 m. they could see how Richard was closely following
Jim and Francis. They all three turned at the end as a perfect and
synchronised machine; at 25 meters from the end, Francis and Jim despaired
from the swimmers' view, emerging just one metre before the end. They
waited the tired Richard that reached the end in third place. Jim and
Francis hugged him while the public roared applauding them. The older coach
in his seat said:

	"I told you, they even could increase their distance; but they did
only to win."

	"I know that, but boys are more honest than adults, probably they
did not want to humiliate his colleagues, after all, they have worked hard;
the problem is that they found an extraordinary couple that cannot be
defeated in freestyle. We must do our best to get those boys into our group
for next Olympic Games."

They boys hugged and kissed each other without any restriction. Christian
took this opportunity and kissed Richard on the cheeks as he whispered: "I
want to kiss your sweet lips again." The older boy blushed and said
nothing. After a recess of an hour and half, the last races started.  That
was the time for the parents to shout their younger kids, but again
St. Mary's boys would impose their training, quality and strength. On
backstroke, Richard got bronze. In 200 m- relieves, that applied to smaller
children, they got gold; with Noah, Christian, Mike and a ten y/o little
boy that was a real promise as Francis. In 100 m-freestyle, as with the
older boys, the three medals came into his group, Noah gold; Christian,
silver and Mike bronze.

Chapter 22
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Once they ended, all happily went to meet their families, Noah and
Christian's parent wanted to be introduced to the angels Francis and
Jim. Noah's father, a newspaper man said:

	"What have you done to our boys to change them into so well? We are
so proud of them?" Francis answered:

	"Well, you better ask them. Still they are the same little evils as
they were at home."  Noah and Christian blushed because they knew the
different meaning. Then Uncle Carl said:

	"We must celebrate this event. If you do not have any other plans,
what's about taking the children to Orleans and there, have a good lunch
near the river? Then Noah and Richard pleaded:

	"Please dad, accept. All parents looked at each other and Noah's
dad said:

	"Okay, they deserve it; let's go, they will be near the school;
however I would like to take a general picture for my newspaper with all of
St. Mary's boys plus the coach. Carl, please, count us and phone Orleans,
we will be there round 14:00. All boys shouted and they organized all his
stuff; then Francis' dad invited the coach to join them, however he thanked
but declined the invitation, since he would have a lunch with his
colleagues from the Olympic Committee.

They gave him a list of their boys and after half an hour, all were driving
to Orleans. They had a lovely afternoon all together and set down the
foundations for close friendship that continues today. During the lunch,
all boys were together laughing and joking with their respective medals
glistening on their young chests. Richard could not help his eyes nailed on
Christian and Noah, especially on the blond. He could not take away from
his mind Christian's long kiss, he got up a couple of times and went to the
toilets to jack himself off; even after that, he had to make efforts to
hide his dick hardness. Either a girl or a boy had never kissed him before;
he never openly had touched another boy until he did to Noah; fortunately
he liked it and that opened a window to his friendship with his adored god,
Christian. "He is so beautiful, especially when he had his long silk hair",
he thought. He again got up, went to the toilets, and wildly jacked himself
off again. When they were near to say goodbye, Francis' dad took Jim's arm
and got him separated from the group; then he said:

	"Jim, please, let us be your family while you are in this
country. I'll never thank you enough for the happiness that you have
brought to my family. If God exists, he is blessing you."  Jim could not
avoid his eyes blurred with emotion.

	"Sorry sir, but you are so kind?" Carl joined them and hugged
Jim. He separated the boy and looked into his black eyes.

	"Jim, you are a good boy and your family must be very proud of you
as we are. Now dry your eyes. I want you to come to Normandy for Christmas
as an important part of our little family; I'm sure the rest of it will be
very glad knowing you; there, we'll talk." Francis' dad added:

	"Jim, we may seem a strange family, but we are not; however it is
not time now for this."

	"Thank you very much sir for all of your kindness. I'll be there
and hope not to disappoint you."

	"We are sure you won't." They hugged again the boys. After taking
some pictures, all said goodbye with tears in the eyes, but happy because
soon all would be together on each home.

All boys together checked in and were greeted by those that have remained
in the school shouting cheering them. It was Saturday evening and everyone
went to his room. Jim and Francis entered, locked his door, and before they
could speak, they were naked on the bed releasing their day's tensions with
his mutual love. Noah and Christian started tickling each other, laughing;
they ended on the floor wrestling happily.

	"Let's get naked on our bathrobes; remember we have a promise to
comply." They grinned and looking into each other eyes, Noah said:

	"Why am I so mad about you, little blonde?" Noah asked loudly.

	"Because I love you more than anybody else could, my beautiful
Jew." They kissed tenderly and started petting each other for a long time;
they liked this more than even make any sexual contact. Meanwhile Richard
was alone in his room; his roommate was a boy of 12, but not a full
boarder, so he spent his weekends in Paris with his family. He took off his
uniform and naked faced against the large mirror, he was hard again and
when he touched his dick, he felt a need to pee. He entered in the little
bathroom and tried to pee, but only a little bit of something slippery came
out. He had observed the same need when he jacked himself off in the
restaurant, "Was he sick?" He thought. He put on his tracksuit and
trembling went to his new friends' room. When he was to knock on the door,
he heard the musical laughs of his friends.  He was so embarrassed and shy
that he did not dare to knock; sadly he spun to come back to his room, he
was scared; he could not do it. However in that moment the door opened and
he heard Noah's pitchy voice.

	"Come in, Richard. We are waiting for you." He blushed and trembled
when his friend pulled him inside. Noah locked the door and Christian
smiled at him; then took his hand dragging him to his bed, lying on his
back; he melted watching his boy.

	"Are you happy, Richard? Our school won the cup of championship for
the first time, due to the efforts of many lovely brave boys like you."

	"Are? are? are you sure?" He said stammering.

	"Of course we are. You deserved your medal and a prize better than
anybody else; because you were braver than all of us." Noah and Christian
took off their bathrobes as they were completely naked, and with their
dicks erected in front of the astonished boy. Richard could not believe
what he was watching; he even did not notice how Noah, step by step, got
him naked. His dick, a little bit smaller than Jim's, was hard as rock and
jerking with each heart beat.  Christian straddled him, their dicks rubbing
together on his belly. The little evil kissed the red haired boy
passionately. to Richard's astonishment, Christian pushed his tongue and
parted his teeth meeting his tongue and sucking it. That was so wonderful
that Richard immediately reacted sucking his friend eagerly. Noah was
licking the boy ball sack and his thighs; he was receiving sensations from
all parts of his body; his cock started spilling precum that ran over his
red dick head and shaft. Noah loved that taste and he licked it. The boy
was scared, and he thought it was a dream as those he was having lately;
"this can't be real", he thought.

Christian scooted down as Noah took his place; he straddled Richard on his
chest, Noah's hard dick was only two centimetres from his lips; he did not
know what to do, he wanted badly that lovely cock into his mouth but he did
not dare. Noticing his doubts, Noah pushed it forward:

	"Richard, take it, if you want it." He raised his face and watched
those lovely black eyes, and could not stop. He eagerly took into his mouth
that beautiful bald package; he placed his hands behind Noah smooth butt
and pushed it forward to his mouth. Noah grinned and moaned in
pleasure. "Mind your teeth, Richard." In that moment, Christian engulfed
Richard's cock and started sucking him, but only he had to do it twice,
because Richard arched his hips, tensed and moaned loudly.

	"I, I, need to pee." The two little evils smiled, they knew those
were symptoms of the first ejaculations as Francis and Jim had explained
them.

	"Don't worry, pee in my mouth, if you like it." Christian again
engulfed Richard's dick as he heard Noah moaning with his first dry
orgasm. Richard could not stop; he raised his hips and groaned, still with
Noah dick in his mouth as he reached his climax. Christian felt two or
three jets of a warm liquid in his mouth; he knew it was the first semen
from the boy under him.

	"Please, Noah." He bent over Richard and kissed him passionately
mixing his tongue; he noticed how the boy reacted with a grimace; Christian
smiled and separating from him he said:

	"It is your semen, did you like the flavour. I like it." Richard
opened his honey eyes widely, his freckled cheeks expanded.

	"Do you? do you mean I'm shooting?"

	"Yes, it has been your first time. I knew it when you told me you
wanted to pee."

	"But that's great!!!. He raised himself, bravely put Christian
under him and started sucking him eagerly, at the same time he jacked
himself off; he wanted to see his cream by himself. Christian soon reached
his climax in the mouth of Richard, however the red-haired boy did not stop
sucking him; soon he again reached a new orgasm shooting his little drops
of clear semen over Christian crotch. He was amazed; when he recovered,
bent over and licked his own stuff. "It tastes good, doesn't it? All
laughed as Richard had lost his shyness. Christian then said:

	I like it, on contrary of Noah that doesn't, he prefers the
precum. From now on you must be very careful when you fuck a girl; you may
get her pregnant." He thought for a moment a then said:

	Who has taught you so many things?"

	"I could ask my dad, but Jim and Francis told us all about."

	"I don't like girls by now, perhaps I am?" He stopped, as he did
not like to continue expressing what he thought was true for him, though he
was not so sure.

	"Homosexual?" Noah asked.

	"Yes."

	"Jim told us that we are too young, that our bodies still are
undefined on that subject and that to be sure, we must wait until we are at
least fourteen y/o; so you don't need to care about it now, but to enjoy
our pleasure while we can." The red haired boy smiled at them.

	"Jim and Francis must be great boys, you are very lucky being his
friends."

	"You will never know how great they are!" Christian stared at his
friend in panic; they could not betray their elder friends revealing things
that must be buried in their minds. Noah continued: They protected us from
older guys and always are ready to help us without asking anything in
exchange."

	"Sure they are, especially Francis; he is very handsome. Some days
ago I had a dream, you four were in a room with me and?" he stopped and
deeply blushed. Christian then said:

	"We are now best friends, so you don't need to be shy with us. You
have sucked us and we have done the same to you."

	"Well... in my dream, you fucked my bum, and finally Jim and
Francis did, too. It was so real that I felt that need to pee and I woke up
sweating. I was all day furious with myself because I could not enjoy the
end of the dream; but it was so dam real?" Noah glanced at his lover and
then said:

	"Richard, do you want us to partially make your dream comes true?"
The boy again blushed.

	"Do? do? do you mean to fuck me?"

	"Yes. Why not? We have fucked each other several times; I can tell
you that's a lovely experience. You don't need to care about us hurting
you, because our dicks are not too big."

	"Will you do that right now?" The red-haired boy asked in
astonishment.

	"Yes, if you want it." He grinned wickedly.

	"Yes, I want it a lot, look at my dick! It is spitting precum just
as I'm thinking about it."

	"Since it is the first time, we'll do it in a manner we don't hurt
you when losing your cherry." All three laughed; Richard did not know what
his cherry was but he did not ask. They were his friends and he was sure it
might be good. Noah rummaged in a drawer and extracted a tube of
Vaseline. "Please lie on your tummy." As he did, Noah took a glob of
vaseline on his forefinger and pushed it inside Richard's butt; he found a
little resistance, but it entered smoothly inside, spreading the lubricant
inside his guts. "Who do you want to fuck you?"

	"Both." The red-haired boy answered. "One after the other, I don't
care the order. I want your dicks inside me." They laughed how the boy had
disregarded his shyness showing his sex needs. Noah took the lubricating
jelly and opened the top, he squeezed out some and started coating
Christian hard cock, when he had it nice and slippery Noah told Richard to
get onto his knees and then lean down on his elbows and knees, with his
arse sticking up into the air and his head down on a pillow. Richard sighed
and said: "Move that finger all round inside me, mate; it feels wonderful."
Noah continued finger fucking his arse and then Richard said: "OK, now, the
first of you go slow and get your cock in there, quick; I want it now,
lovers."

Christian positioned his little cock at Richard's hole and started pushing
in, trying to enter. All of a sudden, his dick head broke into the ring,
and a gush of pain ran through Richard's guts. He said: "Stop, hold it,
that fucking hurts, just stay there for a while; let me get used to it one
minute or two." Christian stayed rock still, as gradually the pain
subsided; he started to push back and forward hardly moving. Christian
grabbed round the red haired boy waist and he said:

	"Alright, here we go!!!" He pushed and it went entirely into him
"He moaned loudly, Christian stopped and gradually Richard's ass started to
feel better as it adjusted to what was in there. A warm feeling overtook
him and he said:

	"OK start fucking, just go slowly and build up" Richard said

	"I don't know if I can, I feel like I'm going to blow if I move, it
is so tight and warm."  Richard then said:

	Don't you fucking dare go off yet, I haven't gone through all this
pain to have you fuck it up now; I want you and Noah to fuck me long and
slowly. I want to feel every bit of you running in and out of me. The boys
laughed with the hard language that Richard used.

	"It seems you are not in a school like this." Noah said.

	I don't mind as long as you fuck my butt right now." Christian then
said:

	"Alright, I will try to do as you wish; here it goes." And he
started to slowly move out, back in, out, and back in and then settled into
a nice slow screw. Richard's ass pushed back hard every time Christian came
forward as he was experiencing the greatest pleasure he had ever felt. He
said near stammering:

	"Christian, Noah, this is wonderful, I am seeing flashing lights,
you cannot know how fantastic you feel in there and what you are doing to
me." Christian grinned satisfied and started ramming his dick into Richard
hole as a rabbit. Noah was harder as a rock, he went to the bed headboard
and sat down opening his leg; he raised Richard's head and the red-haired
boy's eyes sparked when he saw in front of him that beautiful bald
dickhead. He engulfed totally his pack, exploring with his tongue the ball
sack and pee slit. Noah moaned in pleasure, all three were breathing
heavily. Soon Christian tensed as he gave a final thrust. Noah at the same
time fell on the bed with his hands pushing Richard's head down to his
crotch as he lifted his hips up with a moan, thus both friends collapsed
exhausted. Richard heard his new friends' moans and he, too, reached the
best orgasm ever experienced, without even touching his dick, this started
squirting its small load. He did not want to spoil a single drop, so he
placed his left hand under him and collected the little spurts in it. All
went flat on the bed, Christian on top of Richard and this with his head on
Noah crotch, still with his soft dick into his mouth. After a while
Christian asked:

	"How was that, Richard? Richard moved off Noah and licked his
treasure."

	"I never thought this was so fucking good. As soon as you are ready
we'll start again."  The boys laughed and within a few minutes, the process
started again, this time Noah on top of him, though this boy seemed
insatiable. They had their little cocks sore when he said: "That's enough
by now. I would like a bigger dick in my ass, such as Jim or Francis, or
both. That would be wonderful!" They giggled. Richard got dressed and when
he was near the door, he said. "I'm ready any time you want to fuck
me. Please tell it to Jim and Francis, too." They could not understand why
that boy wanted so much being fucked. Noah said:

	"Eventually he wants to recover his lost time."

	"Probably." Christian said, jabbing tenderly his friend and
lover. It was 9:30 pm, they put on their night robe, but naked underneath,
and went to Francis and Jim's room. They knocked on the door:

	"Come in." Francis shouted and both boys went in. Jim was writing
his weekly letter to his family and Francis was drawing.

	"What's up little champions?" The boys widely grinned happily as
his friend called them like that.

	"We just come to say you goodnights and tell you a message from
Richard."

	"Who, our new red haired champion?"

	"Yes. We have just finished?" Noah and Christian told them all
about their evening fun with Richard without missing a single moment until
he left with his message. Jim rubbed his crotch; he was hard with the boy's
story. He said:

	"It seems this boy is insatiable, however, we are very close to
Christmas and examinations will take place next week. We better use our
time studying and leave this after we return to school, though I take note
of that, we'll do something, I'll tell you then." The little evils realised
how hard they were but understood must leave them. On the other hand, they
had had enough, so Noah approached Jim, put one arm over his shoulder and
kissed him lightly on the lips at the same time he squeezed his erected
dick as Christian was doing the same to Francis.  Then they trade, and did
the same. Noah and Christian at unison said:

	Good night big bros." They left. Francis and Jim smiled, and then
Jim said:

	"These little evils got me hard."

	"Me, too", Francis said. "I have an idea, I wonder if you will
approve it or not." Jim thought he would refer to sex with the red-haired
boy.

	"What is it?"

	"I understand there are a lot of people in your village that need
help, especially children.  Here there are a lot of us loaded with
money. What about if we organize a money collection and send it to your
village? Of course, the problem would be who we could use for its
distribution."  Jim thought for a moment the families in need in his
village and how they would welcome any present, especially the
children. That was against his pride, but he thought he had not the right
to stop the poor children being happy, at least for some time. He looked at
his friend and lover and hugged him tenderly.

	"If I already had not loved you I would do now. As far as my name
is not mentioned, I do agree with your idea Francis." Francis hugged him
back.

	"They don't know me, so I'll underwrite the offer; however we need
a person who would do the distribution."

	"You already know I don't believe in the Catholic Church, however
in this instance I have to recognize that the village's priest is an honest
and good man; we can write him about it, asking never to disclose our
names. I'm sure he will make a fair distribution."

	"Jolly good; let's speak to the Principal about it." After the
mass, they paid a visit to director who gladly welcomed the idea, so they
set out a large advertisement on the general board calling all the boys to
contribute with some money for some Spanish poor children. On Monday night
during dinner, Francis addressed to all boys in the dinning room to
contribute on the charity collection. The success was far over what they
had foreseen. The director was also taken aback for the generosity of all
contributors. He was in charge to send the money with a letter in behalf of
the school students, without mentioning any name.

Chapter 23
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The time passed by and Christmas' holidays arrived. In Jim's village
Christmas started; as in France, on Friday 21st December; school classes
finished. Frankie, Jim's pretty younger brother and John, his best friend
and lover, had planed that Frankie would come to John's home for a
sleepover in the farm; they had made many projects to spend that time
together, so John took his bike and rode to Frankie's home in the
village. As usual, they were happy to see each other and with the prospect
of a good holidays. They were saying goodbye when the village's priest came
and asked Frankie whether his dad was at home, he nodded and the priest
entered in his house. They looked at each other in surprise, since it was
not very common that type of visits, in spite of the priest being Frank's
good friend; so they decided to hear what all was about. The priest was
with tears in his eyes when they entered. They motioned to leave, though
Frank told them:

       "John, Frankie, please sit down." Now addressing to the priest he
added: "I have not any secret to this respect with them. Please proceed."
The priest cleaned his face, and blew his nose, and then said:

       "Sorry. As I was telling you, I have received this morning two
letters, one from France, and another one from my bank in the city. My
French is not very good, so I want you to read it."  The priest started
searching into the pockets of his cassock and brought out two
envelopes. "In which part of France does Jim study, Frank?

       "He is in St Mary's school, in Orleans, not far from Paris."
Frankie's mom answered. He handled the letters to Frank, he carefully took
his glasses, and after reading them, he passed onto his wife. The boys were
on tenterhooks. Then Frank said:

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

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

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

 "Yes, I am."

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

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

" Go ahead, priest." The priest smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	"Hey boys, do you know James Martinez? Does he live here?

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

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

	"No. He is my nephew.

	"Fantastic! Then, who are you?"

	"Why are you making so many questions? You are not a policeman."
John said.

	"Sorry lad. I'm carrying a large parcel consigned to those persons,
plus Frankie Martinez and John Mora." The boys laughed, but still were
puzzled and the driver near got pissed.

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

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

	"Do we need to pay anything? We both don't have a single cent." The
young man grinned.

	"No, anything. Transportation has been paid in advance."

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

	"I must hurry up, the parcels from this company are very expensive,
and shops eagerly want them. I can't risk losing any. Thanks and
goodbye. The boys entered in the house as Frank was examining the big
parcel.

	"I wonder what it contains."

	"Please dad, open it." Frankie argued.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	"The boys must be beautiful in them."

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

	"Okay, boys, you have already showered, so you are clean. Now we'll
take all clothes upstairs and each of you will come down dressed
differently; one after the other, you'll enter in the room, go around and
then out. I'll dress little Joan here." Frankie, Francis and John went to
his room where three sets of clothes had been placed. They quickly
undressed, but when John saw little Francis naked, he could not resist the
temptation of touching and rubbing his beautiful ass. He took him in his
arms and started kissing him and fondling his smooth butt cheeks. The boys'
cocks started to get hard and Frankie joined them; he put Francis' dick in
his mouth while he stroked his own dick. They were moaning as their
pleasures started to grow; however, in that moment they heard someone
coming up. They stopped and immediately started to dress with a grin on
their faces.

The show was a great success, but the best star was little Joan. He passed
dressed in underwear making a lovely tent his little dick as if he had his
weenie erect. When he was passing he motioned putting his little ass out to
the public. All laughed. They were near finishing the passing and could
observe how happy everybody was, except the twins; imagining what they
felt. When the three boys were dressing for the last time Frankie said:

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

	"Well, I guess why." Frankie then said:

	"John, what about if you and I use only one set of clothes? We can
share and dress indistinctively and give the other set to the twins?" John
looked at his friend and lover tenderly; that moment John couldn't imagine
loving other person more than he loved Frankie. He kissed Jim's brother on
the lips tenderly and quickly only said:

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

	"We think we have enough clothes with a set, we will wear them
indistinctively?" John's sister Rose interrupted him.

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

	"They are for Manuel and Louis." The twins opened their mouth in
disbelief, they were so surprised that did not move during one minute; and
then John's sisters, Rose and Lucia, the twins' mothers, came to them and
hugged and kissed the boys. The twins reacted, jumped and hugged them very
tight.

	"Thanks to both of you" Then looking at their moms, Manuel asked:
"Mom, can we wear?" John's mom nodded and said:

	"Go upstairs and get changed into any of them." They flew to John's
room, but as soon as they entered, Manuel stared at John, and Louis to
Frankie, they kissed them on the lips.  Their tongue parted their teeth;
however, they soon separated as Manuel said:

	"We'll pay you back tomorrow, but now we want to wear those
beautiful clothes." Both changed into the new garments and ran downstairs,
leaving John and Frankie alone in his room. Instinctively Frankie and John
approached and hugged gently.

	"You are wonderful Frankie. Thanks again."

	"I love that beautiful tuft of yours John, and my best reward is
watching you happy." He couldn't resist the temptation and risking to be
caught, he pushed him on the bed, their dicks hard as rocks. Frankie
reluctantly separated from John adding: "I suppose we'll have time tonight;
on the other hand, we need to arrange the parcels." In that moment the
beautiful little Francis appeared.

	"Uncles, it has been an excellent idea for the twins." They heard
the applauses downstairs; hurried up and joined the rest of the
family. John's mom suggested that they had dinner all together.

Frankie's mom was browsing the booklet's pages and everybody could observe
her tears and kisses to the pictures whenever she found Jim's. Then Nuria,
little Francis elder 12 y/o sister, asked to Frank:

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

	"Mom, please; I want to sleep here with Frankie and John." John's
sister gazed to his mother and as she nodded, she said:

	"Alright, but tomorrow you'll come with your father and me for a
visit." He was near to reject the idea; nevertheless, he thought he would
have more fun with the boys during the night than the following day, so he
agreed.

It was still early to go to bed, so while the adults chatted, the boys and
girls decided to play cards; after some discussion they chose to play strip
poker. They did not know much about the play, so John and Frankie explained
the rules, but they could not play the strip part, therefore decided they
would play, and the one who wins would ask to one of the contenders to do
something as it follows: a) it must be something pleasant to do. b) It must
be carried out within the next 30 days; and c) It must be something easy to
do; so everyone must think about what he/she would ask and who would do it
in case he/she wins. All agreed, except the elder girls that left. They
started playing and after near an hour Nuria and John were left; they
played again and she won. She triumphantly glanced at them grinning for a
couple of minutes, and then she said:

	"John, I choose you. I'll let you know in due time what you have to
do." He bitted his lips but could not do anything; he was committed to do
whatever she asked him. All children went to bed and only the adults
remained downstairs. Francis, John and Frankie entered in his room and
locked the door. As soon as they entered, John started kissing his 10 y/o
nephew Francis.  Frankie yanked his shorts and underwear to his ankles?

Chapter 24
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The 21st December was Friday, and as soon as classes ended everybody
started leaving, except those whose families were abroad and had to remain
in the school. Jim and Francis packed their belongings and after wishing
good holidays to all their friends, they left; a few minutes later Francis'
dad arrived. Hugs and kisses were exchanged and they left for Normandy.

	"Where's Uncle Carl, dad?"

	"He went to pick Margarita up, they must already be there." Jim
thought about Francis' sister. Would she be as the girl of his dreams? If
she is as her brother: honest, fair, intelligent and sincere as Francis is,
it will be very difficult not to fall in love with her. However, he had to
be very careful, he's a poor boy and this girl is rich, very rich. He was
sure about Francis' friendship, but would she be the same as he was? Her
father is homosexual and he was sure that everybody thinks the same about
Francis; except himself. They surely mistook his shyness with his dislikes
for girls, thus assuming he is as his father. What a wonderful thing would
be if she were the same as Francis is! I would love her forever." Jim
sighed as Francis noticed his friend's concentration in his thoughts; he
put his hands on Jim's shoulder bringing him to reality.

	"What are you thinking about?"

	"Well? nothing important, sorry." He lied to his friend. After
passing thru a large city, soon they entered in a narrow road and a large
white house appeared in front of them.

	"We are at home, boys." Francis' dad announced. As they got down,
two dogs came barking and moving their tails to Francis.

	"Hi boys, how are you?" He caressed their heads and pointing to
Jim, he said. "This is Jim, our friend." The animals smelled him and
immediately started licking his hand happily.  Suddenly a beautiful blonde
girl came running shouting to Francis. She hugged him very tight and kissed
him. Jim immediately recognized Margarita. "She is even prettier than in
the picture."  He thought.

	"Oh Fran‡oise, I have missed you a lot! I love you, brother."
They kissed again.

	"I love you my beautiful sister. But let me introduce you to my
best friend and roommate, James Martinez. Jim, this is my sister
Margarita." Both looked into each other in the eyes, not knowing what to
say or what to do. Both blushed, however, Jim more accustomed and
experienced on similar situations said:

	"Glad to see you Margarita. You are even prettier than I thought."
They kissed on the cheeks, as it is traditional in Europe, especially in
France.

	"Thanks James. I hope you enjoy your stay with us." She then took
his brother arm and went inside the large house. A middle-aged man
approached, Jim recognized to Carl. They hugged and greeted Jim welcoming
him into the house. They entered in a small entrance with a door to a wide
hall. There was a large stairs leading to the first floor and all
bedrooms. They entered in one of them with a large twin-bed; inside there
were two doors, one on the right to the bathroom, and one to the left, with
access to other room. In front there was a large window facing to the
fields and garden; and far away the sea. Then Francis said:

	"I'll show you the house later on. Let's pay a visit to Mama
Moir‚s, she is the housekeeper, nevertheless she is as our second
mother. She looked after us when my mom left us, we love her a lot; sure
Margarita is now there." They left the luggage unpacked, and ran downstairs
out of the house. About hundred meters there was a lovely two storage small
house surrounded by a well-cared little garden. Francis explained. "They
are not mere employees; they are as part of the family. They have a son and
a daughter already married. My grand dad and my dad assumed their education
since they were children. Today they are a MD and an Economist,
respectively; both live in the large city we went thru." They entered in
the house without asking for permission, surprising Mama Moir‚s in the
kitchen. She opened her large arms and hugged his little Fran‡oise as
she called him:

	"You are so grown up! My god, what a beautiful child I have! What
have you done with your lovely long hair?" Then, without waiting
Francoise's answer, watching Jim standing up near them, she asked: "Who is
this handsome lad? I suppose he is James."

	"You suppose well, Mama Moir‚s, he's my best friend." Jim was to
extend his hand however the woman hugged and kissed him as if he were her
own son." My Fran‡oise's friends are my sons, too." Seeing the lady's
friendship, it reminded Jim his mom, and much more John's mother. He felt a
little homesick and sighed. She immediately noticed Jim's reaction, and
looking into his eyes, she added: "Feel at home James."

	"Thank Mrs. Moir‚s."

	"Please, never call me Mrs; that's for strangers, you are not a
stranger in this house anymore."

	"Thanks again Mama Moir‚s." She smiled at him broadly.

	"That's much better. I suppose you would like a cup of coffee." Jim
looked at Francis and he said.

	"We haven't yet unpacked, however we accept it." They sat on the
kitchen for a long time chatting about the school, her sons and
grandchild. They came back to their room and once unpacked their luggage,
Jim said:

	"I want to shower. Will you join me? Francis looked at his friend
and lover pressing his hand; then he said:

	"I would like it, but let's keep the forms, especially as early as
now."

	"I do agree with you." Jim started to undress; he was waist up nude
when Margarita entered.

	"Sorry?" She was to retreat, her face blushed, but Jim said:

	"It's nothing to sorry about, Margarita. We were getting ready for
a shower. That's all."

	"Come on sister, sit down here" Francis said patting his bed. She
furtively peeked to the well-formed wide chest and back as Jim entered in
the bathroom.

	"Fran‡oise, do you have the same?frame?" Francis smiled and
quickly undressed showing his wide chest muscles and smooth skin.

	"We have worked a lot swimming. What do you think little sister?
She touched his brother admiring his body.

	"You are beautiful brother." He smiled pleased.

	"I suppose you have come not only to see our anatomies. Am I
wrong?" She blushed again because had been trapped; however up to now she
had not had any secret for her brother.

       "You are right, Fran‡oise. He's the boy of my dreams as I told
you, and I don't know what to do. I blush as a little child as soon as I
see him? and, how is... he? I don't even dare to speak to him." Francis
stared into his sister blue eyes as he placed his hands or her shoulder.

       "Sister, nothing would make me happier than you and Jim eventually
would fall in love.  There are not many beings like him. He is one of the
cleverest boys of the school, honest, fair, and loves helping others who
might need him. I was considered a sissy in the school; however he got all
the best of my being. Now I'm one of the most respected and admired boys in
the school; and not because I'm his friend, but for my own merits that he
got out from me and from others. He wouldn't doubt to sacrifice himself to
help others, even risking his own prestige and career. I cannot say
anything more to this respect by now. It is a secret." She was apparently
listening in silence, however her mind was quickly processing all the
information; need not to say she was very pleased with her brother words.

	"I suppose he has defects as everybody else." Margarita said.

	"Yes he has, but not for me, of course; but for others, surely he
has. He's coming from a very poor family, so has not been brought up in a
nice surrounding and has not been highly educated as we were. He has been
near a street boy, studying with a scholarship paid by a rich man from his
village. In spite of all that, he is very proud and doesn't feel inferior
to anyone, poor or rich. He worships intelligence, honesty, fairness and
beauty. Surprise yourself! He strongly believes and defends women as equal
to men. As you can see he's completely different from those boys we know;
so he would never go behind you and allowing you to play with him; as you
normally do with other boys." She smiled slyly.

"You love him, don't you?"

"Yes, a lot; and he loves me, too."

"Oh! I see?" Francis got serious, and then said:

      "Sister, don't easily reach to erroneous conclusions. I'll tell you
something that I shouldn't tell, but you know I had no secrets with you. We
are best friends and even sometimes lovers, but he isn't homo, even I doubt
if I am, too.

      "But if you do? things together, that's not normal between straight
boys."

      "It isn't normal when you have access to girls; but there, we can
only see boys; and at our age a boy can be as prettier as a girl." She
argued:

	"But we are only girls in my school and I don't think anyone make
sex things with others." Francis smirked.

	"Are you absolutely sure of that? Think about it, because it also
happens between girls, maybe in less extent than males, but they do; they
are called lesbians." In that moment Jim opened the bathroom door and
appeared wrapped in a large towel; this stopped the two brother's
conversation. Margarita now looked better to Jim and she silently sighed at
the view of the near nude boy. "How handsome he is! He is not a pretty boy,
but a real handsome young gentleman; he is so attractive and wonderful?"
She thought.

       "Oh! I'm sorry Margarita; I didn't know you still were here." She
quickly reacted and thought she has to set up a strategy to get Jim's
love. She did not mind at all he was poor, she would have a lot of money;
however he might reject her because she would be rich in the future.  Well
I would think about that later, step by step.

       "Well, I thought I should show you the house, Jim." Fran‡oise
looked at his clever sister and grinned, nevertheless turning his head so
Jim could not see his sly smile.

       "Sure, I'll be ready in one minute." She stood up and left,
returning a few minutes later.  I'm ready for the tour." She smiled and
took him thru the door on the left. It was a very large room with two beds
and wardrobes, one of them full of toys. On the wall there were pictures of
a boy from about five to eight y/o.

       "Fran‡oise's room used to be my dad's; this one was until a few
years ago ours; now it is Charlie's. As you could see, in Fran‡oise's
there are thirteen pictures, taken on every birthday. The same applies in
this and in mine. Dad says he will continue taking the pictures until we
are 20 y/o."

      "It is a good idea; unfortunately I have only a few pictures of me
when I was little." They passed thru a left side door to hers'. A tidy and
beautiful room, similar to Francis' "This is my room and used to be my
mother's; so ours was between both; later converted in the toy room until
Charlie appeared." From there, they went out to the passageway. "These two
rooms are guest's, similar to the others", she opened the doors and showed
to Jim. She pointed out the next two, but she did not open them. "These are
dad's and Uncle Carl; similar in size." She them changed the subject and
asked Jim:

"How is my brother, Jim?" The boy got surprised with the girl's question.

"I suppose you know him better than I do, so I don't much understand your
words."

"There are subjects we never talk about. After all, I'm a girl and he's a
boy."

	"I must be honest to you; I couldn't cheat you, even if I wanted."
Margarita's heart accelerated with this spontaneous and unexpected
declaration.

"Please?"

      "I have been very lucky finding him. Probably he's one of the most
complete human beings I could meet. I only can compare him with my dad. He
is intelligent, honest, fair and ready to risk himself to help others. He's
always ready to forgive any offence made to him. I'm sure he forgave your
mother long time ago. He had a defect, he used to be very shy, but I think
that's over now."

	"You are close friends, aren't you?"

	"I know what you are trying to find out. I'll be absolutely sincere
to you, even knowing the bad opinion you might have from me. Yes, we are
very close; even, sometimes we share the same bed and console ourselves
sexually. However, please, don't commit the mistake to prejudge us
labelling as homosexuals. We aren't and I don't have any prejudice against
people who are born with that. We love each other and like to enjoy our
mutual relationship; you must realise we don't have girls available?"

	"Thanks for your sincerity, Jim." Jim observed the stairs continued
up and took the chance to change the subject.

	"Where this stairs leads?"

	"It goes to a large loft and two small rooms, now empty. The
attic's full of junk and old furniture. Fran‡oise and I used to hide and
play there when we were little. Mama Moir‚s went scared when we
despaired; she didn't like to enter in that place." Jim smiled thinking
about these two little evils full of energy running thru the house. "Why do
you smile?"

	"I imagined for a moment you two doing mischief all the time." She
then chuckled.

	"I suppose Mama Moir‚s suffered a lot, but she never got upset,
on contrary, when she found us she started kissing and hugging us, because
of that, we did it more often." In a flashback, to Jim's mind came what his
half brother told him; he bore being spanked in order the bruises attracted
his real father's love and hugged him. The intelligent girl looked at Jim a
little bit confused. "Did I say something funny?"

	"Not really. Your actions, in such a way, were similar to what my
elder brother did when he was a little boy to attract our father's love."
In that moment she wanted he could tell her everything about him and his
family, she was anxious, however she thought time would give enough
chances. They went downstairs and in the first door was the library. A very
large room with all walls covered with thousands of books, except the front
one. In front, there was fireplace and a large oil painting, showing a
beautiful young lady and two very young children. Jim looked careful to the
group while Margarita kept silence.

	"I suppose this is your mother and both of you."

	"Yes. The painting was finished six months before she deserted
us. I have hated this picture for a long time, until she died. I hated her
because she abandoned us. I would never do that to my children if I ever
have one. I would kidnap or even worst, to keep my child with me."  Jim
could see some tears appearing on her beautiful blue eyes. He did not know
what to do; however he risked her rejection, but thought she needed someone
to comfort her. Without saying anything, he slowly dragged her to his chest
and wiped her cheeks with his fingers. Her body trembled to their lightly
contact. She tenderly pushed him back wanting in that moment he kissed and
hugged her even stronger. "Sorry Jim, but I have missed her a
lot. Fortunately I have had a wonderful father, he never failed us; he had
been near us every moment of our short lives. He gave up a high position in
the French's society in order to be with us. I'm sure he could have been a
minister or even higher, but he preferred to be at our school gates to pick
us up every afternoon. We used to run to him and he lifted us both at the
same time asking "How are my angels today?"

	"It's alright. I always believe there's a cause that produces a
consequence." She perplexed looked at him not understanding.

	"What do you mean?" Taking her outside and closing the door, he
answered.

	"I mean it is very difficult to judge a person without knowing his
or her reasons. For example, I strongly believe that no one commits suicide
being absolutely right-minded; therefore perhaps your mother took that
decision without measuring the consequences. After that, it was too late to
rectify."

	"Let's don't talk about this subject. I strongly think that for a
mother, a son and daughter are above any circumstance. She was selfish,
simple as that; it is not the first mother who acts like this." Jim
observed how Margarita was becoming affected with this conversation, so he
said:

	"Please, let's continue, unless you want to stop it." She smiled
understanding Jim did not want her to suffer with that subject. She opened
a couple of door:

	"These are dad's and Uncle Carl's offices. Here they study and
discuss the juridical cases. Also they administer and take decisions about
administration and investments in their Companies."

	"It must be interesting. Did you or Francis attend to any meeting
when they discuss subjects about their companies?"

	"Well lately they invited Francis, but he rejected it."

	"Why not to you?"

	"I'm a woman; it is supposed business must be carried out by men."
Jim stopped their tour.

	"Why? Do you feel inferior to your brother? I still don't know you
deeply, but my heart is telling me that you are as capable as Fran‡oise
is, therefore able to do anything a man can do.  Women are the centre of
our universe, what could we men do without you?" These words went deeper
into the girl's heart; yes, her brother told her the truth about this
strange street boy.

	"Oh thanks for defending women rights; unfortunately there aren't
many like you."

	"I'm talking about you now; however, in general women are as
intelligent as men, if not more."

	"Thanks again. You would be more than welcomed to my friend's
meetings." She grinned and continued showing different rooms for the
service, also a very large saloon or ballroom. She opened a door and
entered into a spacious kitchen.

Chapter 25
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Jim watched the kitchen amazed; he inspected the oven, and everything. He
looked at her, and smiling said:

	"What do you want to eat tonight, Madame? She followed what she
thought was a joke.

	"I would like? a soup and a lovely Dover's sole."

	"I'm not joking. Please ask Mama Moir‚s whether I can use her
kitchen." Laughing she said:

	"You are mad. You don't need to ask anything." Jim then got serious
as he explained to the girl.

	"Margarita, a kitchen for a cook is as a kingdom for a king. Please
ask her for her permission." She left and some minutes later she returned.

	"She is okay as long as you serve her and her husband a light
supper.

	"Are you ready to help, mademoiselle?"

	"Yes sir." He saw her lovely eyes sparking forgetting all her
sadness. They were even bluer than before, contracting against her silky
blond hair.

	"Alright. First I need some cook clothes, and then you'll show me
where I can find the products. You said the first and main courses, what's
about the sweet?" She thought for a moment, then, said:

	"Apple pie? We all love it." She went to the pantry room and
brought some white clothes. Happily they ran upstairs and changed into
them. Francis was amused but not surprised.

	"Do you need extra help?"

	"Yes, come down. Strangely we don't have a washing machine, so we
must clean everything." Brother and sister accompanied Jim to the
kitchen. Francis said:

	"Sister, I forgot to tell you about Jim being a good cook." They
started to work and a couple of hours later they had everything ready. They
prepared two trays for Mama and Papa Moir‚s and carried then, while
Margarita was preparing the table in the small dinning room.  They had
heard their dad and Uncle Carl entering, so in a few minutes they would be
downstairs. Mama Moir‚s tasted the fish and said:

	"What have you done with this sole?" A grimace appeared in Jim's
face astonished, but before he could ask anything, she added: "I have never
tasted a sole like this. You must tell me how you did it. She kissed Jim on
the cheek. "Congratulations. I never dined a main course at night, but
today I'll break my rule." All returned to the main house; went upstairs
and cleaned.  Again downstairs, called his dad and Uncle Carl for dinner;
Francis served the turtle soup, when they savoured it Uncle Carl said:

	"Mama Moir‚s is always surpassing herself, this soup is
excellent; I wonder what she has added to it." The boys and girl giggled,
his dad questioned them with a sight.

	"Mama is today in his house, the cook is in front of you."
Margarita said and proudly added. "And we have been his assistants."

	"Jim, did you do it?"

	"Yes; and wait to the main course?" Jim grinned, and when the soup
was over, he stood up followed by Margarita and Francis. While they cleaned
the dishes, he went to the kitchen and returned with a trolley. He served
the fish and sat down. As an expert gourmet, Uncle Carl tasted the sole.

	"Charles, what's about this flavour? Did you ever taste anything
similar?"

	"I'm as surprised as you are, Carl." He now addressing to Jim said:

	"Jim, tell me how much you want to earn and I'll pay you anything
to start as a cook in one of our best restaurants." Jim was very pleased
and blushed.

	"Thank you very much sir, but it is still too soon. I must finish
my studies before I start working; besides I feel more than paid with your
compliments."

	"Well done", Carl said. They finished the fish and the apple pie
was served with the same results. Then Jim said:

	"I suppose gentlemen you will have coffee?"

	"Please, here; not in the living room."

	"Would you accept a Gaelic one?

	"Yes, why not", Uncle Carl said. The three children cleared the
table and put all dirty dishes in the washing machine he had not seen
before. He prepared the coffee and three glass of milk. The adults tasted
the coffee and as before, Uncle Carl said:

	"Jim, what did you add to this to obtain such a lovely flavour?"

	"Sorry sir, but as I said you before, it is professional secret."
They all laughed. Margarita could not take her eyes from Jim, and Francis
smiled as he watched her sister. Then her father said:

	"Jim, you have confirmed what I suspected from you. You have a
bright future before you. First of all, I must thank you for what you and
Fran‡oise have done; being sincere I never expected that great success
from my son, not because he wasn't able to do it, but for his attitude that
you have changed. We have congratulated ourselves for that; from now on you
are part of this family, so you don't need to care about your education;
we'll assume all your expenses. I'll talk to Mr. Hermann about this. I only
would like you make a promise to us, and it is: when you finish your
studies your first job will be in our company. Then you will decide what to
do with your life." Jim was with his head on his chest, Margarita got up
and cleaned two tears from his eyes as he had done to her sometime
before. Jim stood up and said:

	"Sir, I do not deserve such a treatment from you. I'm only a boy
and far away from my family; my parents would be very happy hearing you
and, of course, you have my word that you'll be my first employer. On the
other hand, I believe you are not fair with your son; he had helped me as
much as I did to him. I hope not to disappoint you in the future." The
adults looked at Francis.

	"I'm sure you won't. And believe me, I'm being selfish because I'm
investing in future, and you, girl and boys, are the future. All stood up
and joined in a common hug. A few minutes later, the adults entered in the
library. Francis, Jim and Margarita went to the kitchen to put everything
in order, after finishing, they went to their rooms. In the corridor,
Francis kissed his sister goodnights. Jim waved his hand to Margarita; she
gave him the best of her smiles and entered in her room. As soon as the
boys were alone, Jim took Francis from behind and bitted his right ear;
Francis turned around and kissed his friend passionately. Their young
boyhoods started to grow and soon were on the bed grinding their crotches
excited.

	"Please, lock the doors", Jim said. Francis jumped and locked the
doors starting to undress Jim as they used. The naked boys stick their
tongues into each other's mouth passionately, moaning, if not loudly, they
did not care much about the sounds they produced. In spite of being tired
with the day's excitements, they were young enough as not to notice
it. Soon spasms came thru their bodies as they reached their first orgasm,
spurting between their bodies their seeds. After a short time, Francis
which was on top gyrated to a 69 position and both started again their sex
play. Some minutes elapsed until their bodies got rigid and again expelling
their seed in each mouth. Francis slipped to his side and cuddled in Jim's
arms tenderly. He extended his hand and put a towel between them, cleaning
their mess and drifting to sleep.

	When Margarita entered in her room she started to think about what
the boys had said to her, they were honest no one laid out a delicate and
private subject, as it was their sex relationship. She felt sad because she
had a different idea about the boy she was sure had started to
love. Instinctively she crossed Charlie's room and put her ear against the
door. She blushed as a part of herself felt very ashamed, but she could not
move; her other part nailed her to the door until the silence overcame into
the next room, as the boys had finished their enjoyment. She returned to
her room terribly feeling guilty for intruding in the boys' intimate
lives. Tears came to her face, promising herself she would never do it
again. However, she could not take from her young mind the sounds of the
moans and grunts, coming into her mind all possible sex images as some of
her friends had explained her. She drifted to sleep.

She dreamt Jim had entered thru Charlie' door; he was wearing a silk robe
but nothing else underneath. She could see the top of his erected hard
penis thru the open gown; she was naked as he undressed and approached
her. He did not kiss her as she wanted, he placed a hand over her left
breast, starting to massage it, it felt lovely and she started to moan as
she had heard her brother. Then she saw how Jim took his penis to the
entrance of her vagina, he smiled saying "I love you Margarita. Don't
worry; I would never hurt you." It was not very large, similar to
Fran‡oise's. She attracted him to her, but she could not kiss him as she
wanted. He continued massaging her right breast and it felt wonderful,
however when his penis touched inside her vagina that was
amazing. Something warm and exciting came from her loins spreading to all
parts of her body, she did not know what that was; she felt she liked him
not to stop. "Please, Jim, don't stop. Please!" Her body tensed, she arched
her hips as a muffled cry came thru her throat. Jim disappeared and she
woke up; still breathing hard; her left hand on her right breast and her
right middle finger inside of her vagina.

She deeply blushed and felt ashamed of what she had done; nevertheless, it
was so real? and she had enjoyed it. She knew she had had an orgasm, her
first one after she started bleeding two month before, however she found
masturbation not properly of a young and educated woman; such a thing was
more for boys, or not? One thing was sure for her; to lye on a bed with a
boy must be marvellous, especially if that boy were Jim; she
thought. Sweetly buried her head on the soft pillow and drifted to sleep
again.

The following morning she got up early and happily went to the kitchen,
however he found Jim preparing breakfast for Francis and himself. He smiled
at her.

	"Good morning, Margarita. You look beautiful and happy, did you
have lovely dreams?"  Her mind reeled back to her dream. She blushed and
turned slightly her face as if she were looking for something, trying to
hide her embarrassment.

	"Good morning Jim. Yes, I, I? had a fantastic dream." She could
finally articulate. Jim observed her embarrassment and quickly changed the
subject.

	"Do you want me to prepare breakfast for you, too? Fran‡oise
will be here in a minute, he's showering."

	"Please. I'm starving." They laughed and in few minutes all three
together had breakfast in the way Jim and Francis liked it. They planned
the day riding on bikes along all their large fields, until reaching a
small village with a small port, mostly used for fishermen. Francis pointed
out to a ship on docks.

	"That's our ship, she's being repaired. It is a pity she is not
ready, we could sail off for a few hours."

	"Never mind Francis, I suppose we may have some chance in the
future. On the other hand, I'm not very fond of vessels." Margarita
discretely was watching Jim about what he said and what he did. "He's so
handsome? is a young man rather than a boy?!" She thought.

..................**

Early Saturday, round 5:00 am over the North Atlantic Sea, Charlie woke up
in his first class seat; a hostess was continuously watching him as she was
responsible of the boy during his air trip, until she delivered him to his
family at the Paris' airport. He yawned and stretched out his arms. "What a
beautiful child is this!" The young woman thought. "His parents must be
very proud of having a boy like him. I wonder why he is left alone
travelling?" Her thoughts were interrupted as Charlie asked her.

	"Miss, what time is it?"

	"It is 11:00 in Paris and 5:00 at New York?"

	"Have we been flying 11 hours just now?

	"No, it is the time we gained, since we are travelling against the
sun."

	"I don't understand why."

	"You will know it when you are older and a teacher explains it to
you in the school. Who is waiting for you at the airport?" His face beamed
with pride and a nice smile came to his beautiful face. The girl
sighed. Charlie pointed to the card hanging from his neck:

	"I'm Charles Peter Lambert. In the airport is waiting for me, my
brother Fran‡oise Lambert, my sister Margarita Lambert and Papa Charles
Lambert. I'm looking forward to meet them and stay at my homeland,
Normandy, during all Christmas holidays."

	"But you are American, how can you call Normandy your homeland?"
The boy looked at her a little bit upset, but he was an educated little boy
and politely said:

	"I'm blond as all persons in Normandy, I was born in US, but I'm a
Norman, too." She did not intend to question anymore the boy, "Probably
this is a consequence of a divorce" she thought. Then thru the speakers it
was announced: "Please fasten your belt seat, we are landing?" After twenty
minutes the large airplane landed smoothly. When most of the travellers
left, the hostess took Charlie from the hand and the small suitcase on the
other; they checked thru Customs formalities and went to the exit gate. A
crowd was waiting for their families and some were holding up pieces of
paper with written names. Charlie spotted his family and detaching from the
hostess' hand, ran with his arms open. Francis and Margarita saw him and
bent to receive his little brother. Charlie jumped on both with an arm
round each neck and started kissing both at the same time, with some tears
on his lovely blue eyes.

	"I love you, brother. I love you sister. I have missed you a
lot. I'm very happy being at home with my family?" He left his brother and
sister and jumped on his official father's arms.

	"Papa Charles, I love you, too, my problem is that I cannot hug you
all at the same time.  I'm so happy?" Charles hugged him to his chest and
kept him on his arms. In that moment, the hostess arrived.

	"Sorry sir, I couldn't stop him. I suppose you are Mr. Charles
Lambert."

	"Yes, I am, and this is my family."  ú
	You don't need to identify yourself; Charlie has done it for
you. Here you are this little suitcase with some valuables in it. It was
sealed in New York's airport and cleared from Customs."

	"Thanks for you help and assistance. Please Fran‡oise take it."
When the girl left, Margarita said:

	"Charlie, may I introduce you a special good friend? He is
Fran‡oise roommate and best friend. He is spending Christmas with
us. Jim smiled at the little boy, accustomed to behave as an adult. "He is
James Martinez, from Spain. Jim, this is our little brother Charlie
Lambert." Jim was prepared to extend his hand to shake it with Charlie's,
however the boy raised his arms and Jim took him in his arms, kissing him
on the cheeks. When the boy reached his ears, in a low voice he said:

	"Are you my sister's boyfriend?" Jim blushed at the little evil's
question and quickly said:

	"Not yet." The little imp smiled. Without leaving Jim's hand he
added:

	"I have some friends called Martinez, some from Mexico, Puerto Rico
and Miami, but all of them are brown skinned, however you are as white as
we are, even more, because you have not any freckles. How's that? Then
Francis said:

	"Charlie, you are very fond of horses, how do you name an authentic
race horse?

	"Well my dad says it is thoroughbred horse, it is pure with no mix"
Margarita then added:

	"Similar to that is Jim, he is a pure European Latin Martinez, your
friends are mixed; however, a mix can sometimes be as good as a pure one."

	"So, Jim is as ourselves, we are Normans Lamberts and he is Spanish
Martinez."

	"More or less", Charles said. "Let's go; you can discuss that
subject later." The little boy now hand in hand with his sister asked her
in a low voice:

	"He's very tall, strong and handsome with that dark hair and white
skin. Is he your boyfriend?"

	"Not yet. But may I say you a secret, if you can keep it?"

	"Sure, I'm a man of honour." Margarita laughed.

	"I'm doing my best to catch him; I'll let you know if I get my
goal." The little boy grinned slyly to his sister.

	"I love you, sister. I am very happy to be here with all of you, my
family."

	"Charlie you shouldn't forget that you also have a family in US."

	"Yes I have, but they are not like this here. My dad is always busy
and my little sisters are crying all the time; besides they are not Normans
so I prefer to live with my grandpa."  Margarita did not know what to say
to the little boy, so she changed the subject.

	"Well, you are here now. We'll talk about it some other time, my
little Norman.." The boy grinned satisfied as his sister called him like
that. "May I say you another secret? But this you must keep it absolutely
because the boys don't know anything about it."

	"Please, go ahead."

	"I'm preparing a little feast at home. We'll have a dance in the
ballroom. We are going to invite some other boys and girls of all ages, not
babies, of course."

	"Of course, I'm fed up of babies by now. You said in the
ballroom. However, Papa Charles doesn't like to open that room since mom
passed away. Will he now change his mind?"

	"I'm working on that subject. We have a host and we are now old
enough to have some fun." The little boy smiled seeing how his sister
considered him old enough to keep secrets. No one in US would do as they do
here, that was one of the reasons he liked so much his French family, they
were real family and loved him. He reached his sister neck again and kissed
her.

	"Thanks sister, I love you a lot."

	"I love you, too." They were approaching the parking lot; Jim sat
in the front seat near Charles and the three brothers on the large back
seat. Charlie was tired, mostly due to the time difference. He started
chatting, however soon he yawned and laid his head on Margarita's
thighs. Francis took off the boy shoes and he, instinctively, cuddled in
Margarita's lap. She started caressing his long blond curly hair and from
time to time, she kissed softly his little brother's cheek. Jim stared at
her and their eyes met for a couple of seconds as she raised her head from
the boy. He saw the love of a mother in those beautiful blue eyes and he
secretly sighed turning his head to the road ahead. "I think she would be
the best mother of the world. I love you Margarita. But I'm nothing, only a
poor boy from a poor village and family. How can I think about a love with
this rich girl? Her father probably had already thought about a determined
boy for his daughter, so the best thing will be not to think about it in
spite of Francis' words. He is an honest friend and trusted on him, but he
was not his sister. He was poor but very proud of his family, he was sure
that if she loved him she would not mind he was poor or not, but what about
the future? She has lived in a different social status unreachable for him
right now, so there would only be one way to gain that love: to work hard
and be the best; she then would consider his love, he was sure of it. So he
will now disregard her and concentrate on his own work." Those were his
thoughts.

He finished these reflections when a new thought came into his mind: "But
if I disregard her she may think I don't like or love her, or even think
I'm a queer and love someone else. No, I'll tell her that I love her, but I
cannot offer anything by now; if she truly loves me, she'll wait; after
all, we are still very young and are not hurry." Thinking about this he
heard Charles saying:

	"I thought to stop to have some lunch and call to US, but Charlie
is asleep. What shall we do?" he asked. Francis answered:

	"Dad, we can wait for lunch. It is a pity to wake him up. I think
you can stop somewhere, call Mama Moir‚s, and tell her we'll arrive
later and have supper ready. We'll have time on these days to go off for
lunch."

	"That's a good idea. Let's stop in that gas station." He did and
then they resumed their journey home. As the car parked outside the main
entrance, Francis softly touched Charlie who woke up.

	"Where are we? He asked.

	"We are at home." He stood as touched by a powerful spring.

	"Our home!" Mama Moir‚s came out followed by her
husband. Charlie ran and jumped into her arms, and hanging from her neck,
he kissed her. The lady hugged the boy to her heart; she recognized the
features of her mother in that beautiful face and she could not help as
some tears rolled down her cheeks. During the time that his mother remained
in the house, she was as a mother for her; the mother she never knew.

	"Did you have a good journey honey? He smiled at her, answering:

	"Yes, very good, but I was anxious to return home. Now I'm happy to
be here with all of you." He gave his hand to the lady and her husband to
enter in the house. Once in there, he ran to the library and stood in front
of the large oil painting representing his mother and his two
brothers. Francis and Margarita entered and hugged their younger brother,
cleaning his tears.  "Why had she to die? We intensely loved her." All
three joined in a common hug in silence as homage to their mother, Francis
then said:

	"If she is watching us I don't think she is pleased. She wanted us
happy and not sad."  The little boy hugged his brother tightly. Jim, Mr and
Mrs Moir‚s observed the scene, could not avoid the emotions rising to
their eyes.

	"Yes, you are right. Let's go upstairs." They closed the door and
went upstairs. Once in his room he said to Francis:

	"Brother, may I ask you a favour?"

	"Of course, little brother. What is it?"

	"I know I have here all kind of clothes and Papa Charles could buy
more, but I would like to wear yours when you were my age. Can I? Please,
please."

	"I don't mind at all, but I wonder whether your dad would like
that." The boy looked at his brother clearly disappointed and a little
upset and with resentment.

	"I don't mind my dad, besides he isn't here. Would mom have
objected this?

	"Sure she wouldn't." Francis answered.

	"Then there is not any point; besides French clothes are more
elegant than American's.  All boys in the school envy me when I return
dressed like here.

	"No objection to make." Margarita added. "I'll tell Mama Moir‚s
to prepare them for you to sort them out."

	"Lovely." He smiled to his brothers and kissed them.

	"I wonder how anybody can resist your wishes." Francis said. All
three smiled.

Chapter 26
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Those days were wonderful for the brothers and of course for Jim. They ran
and rode on bike always the four together. They visited all villages and
people waived them knowing who they were. Christmas Eve arrived and that
was a sad day for Jim. Charlie also mentioned his dad as they always gave
presents in that night, however he happily accepted the French customs,
after all, "I'm a Norman." He used to say. After the special dinner
Margarita stood:

	"Jim and Francis, we have a surprise for you." They looked at each
other and to Charlie that was not surprised at all. They looked at her
inquiring, she then continued: "Dad, Uncle Carl, Charlie and myself, want
to congratulate you for your medals in the school games and have organised
a party with ball."

	"A ball, where?"

	"We'll use our ballroom. Dad says mom liked a lot those parties, so
he is happy to open it for his children, we have invited many boys and
girls and their parents, as they used to come when mom was alive, however
it'll be during the afternoon." The boys were so taken aback they could not
speak. Then Jim said:

	"When will it take place?"

	"Tomorrow afternoon, at 5:00 pm" Margarita said. Francis hugged his
dad.

	"Thanks dad. You are great; then I suppose we must prepare the
ballroom." Then Charlie jumped from his seat and took his brother and Jim
from their hands.

	"Come on!" When they were just in front of the door, he pushed it
totally open. "Here you are!" The ballroom appeared fully illuminated with
little globes, garlands, etc. hanging from the ceilings.

	"Wow! That's wonderful." Jim took Charlie in his arms saying:

	"You little imp knew it, didn't you?"

	"Yes, I did and helped, but we all are very proud of you,
champions. They ended dinner went to their rooms; Jim to write some letters
to his family. However, when they entered in their room, Jim asked:

	"Do you know all girls and boys that are coming to the ball?"

	"No; I wonder to whom they have invited, but one thing is for sure:
this type of balls in the past was used as a business meeting?" Jim
interrupted his friend.

	"What do you mean by business meeting?"

	"Well, parents are bored while their children have fun, therefore
they sat down on the library, drink coffee and cognac, and talk about
business. It is as simple as that.

	"Not a bad idea, anyway; and do you know any of them?

	"Just a few. Surely Monsieur Lisps will come with his twin
daughters. He is divorced and his children are growing up very wild. They
are Margarita's friends and go to the same school.  We were eight the last
time they came; they took me to the loft and sucked my weenie, as they got
naked. We had a lot of fun that day.

	"Did you enjoy it?" Francis grinned slyly.

	"Yes, of course, but I couldn't repeat it. Now they are 14 y/o, and
well proportioned." Jim started to think, and then grinning said:

	"Francis, do we have a place where eventually we could fuck these
girls?"

	"Are you mad? Margarita doesn't take her eyes from us, especially
from you, she would stop it."

	"Does she know anything about what you did to them?"

	"Of course not, but she is not silly and would suspect something,
if we are not here."

	"She'll be well occupied with the boys that adore and attend her."

	"It seems you don't mind the boys are round her." Jim looked
seriously to his friend and lover, placed his hands on his shoulders and
staring into his blue eyes he said:

	"Francis, I like her more than I ever thought I would; and I mind a
great deal about her.  However, tomorrow won't be a day to take her from
the guests, and it would be very selfish from me doing it if I could. I
doubt I could do anything, so let's have a little fun with others where she
enjoys with her friends. I would never offend her or you under any
circumstance, but she and I are only friends, and you know it." Francis
bitted his lips; he could not say to his friend how much his sister loved
him; that she had been dreaming about him during the past weeks. It would
have been unfair, so he had to go ahead with Jim's plans. They would
discover their mutual love some day; however, that was what scared him to
hell; this could be too late.

	"Alright Jim. We have two places: one in the loft, and other in the
little cottage near the garden. This is a good place, nevertheless it needs
to be cleaned and warmed."

	"What are we waiting for? Come on! Let's go."

They furtively sneaked to the cottage with cleaning tools, some blankets
and sheets. An hour later, they had arranged their net. Francis locked the
door and kept the key; so tomorrow, they would only need to put some fire
on the stove to warm it up. In the afternoon it will be ready for any
adventure. The following day they were excited right from the
morning. Charlie went to his new wardrobe where he chose a dress from his
brother. He tried it and showed it to Margarita.

	"How do I look like, sister?" Margarita looked at her beautiful
brother and hugged him.

	"You look like a little prince from a fairy tale. I'm sure all
little girls will be behind you all evening requesting a kiss from you."
Charlie smiled satisfied to his sister.

	"I'll have kisses for all of them, if they want. Don't worry." They
laughed. "What about you? Are you waiting for your prince?"

	"I'm not sure if he'll come?" The boy looked at his sister but he
did not get any more answers. In the other room, Jim and Francis were
nervous, too. Jim then said:

	"You show and introduce me those girls, and follow me in all
instances. You must absolutely forget your remaining shyness."

	"I'll try. As soon as it is dark we must got to the cottage and set
fire on the stove. I don't want anyone to see the smoke thru the chimney
and ask questions." Before Jim asked he continued: "This cottage is
normally used for persons who come to work here and end late in the night,
or are too far from their homes and don't want to travel in the
night. That's the case when my dad contracts waitresses to serve dinner
during the company annual conventions."

The time arrived and adults followed by children of all ages, except
babies, started to arrive. In a few minutes, the house was full of yells
and the little children running from one side to other.  Margarita was
delighted with so many children round them; however Charlie was the real
star for the little girls round his age. Soon a band composed by young
students, started playing modern music for the delight of all children that
crowded dancing the centre of the room. Large tables were covered with
glasses and bowls with light beverages and sweets. Margarita, Francis and
Jim stood and soon Margarita was requested to dance; she gladly
accepted. Two blond girls approached to Francis from behind and blinded
him.

	"Guess who I am." Francis did not recognize the voice so he said:

	"Sure it is the voice of a beautiful girl; but I'm silly enough not
recognizing you."

	"Well, that's enough." They laughed and the other girl added:

	"Won't you introduce us your friend, Fran‡oise?"

	"Sure. He is Jim Martinez, from Spain, my roommate and best
friend. Jim these lovely twins are July and Jean Lisps." They kissed on the
cheeks and Jim noticed the smooth skin and the lovely smell of an expensive
perfume. Jim then offered:

	"Would you like a drink?"

	"Oh yes!"

	"I'll bring you something special." When Jim left Francis added:

	"He is a wonderful barman."

	"And very handsome" July said.

	"Yes, very handsome and strong." Her sister repeated. Jim prepared
a mix with all available on the tables, then entered in the kitchen and
mixed some whiskey on the glasses for the girls. When he returned he said:

	"Here you are, but in confidence, they are as for adults, as I
think that you are."

	"Well done Jim, you are very fair advising us." Some boys
approached asking them to dance, but they refused. July said to them: "By
now we are engaged with this handsome boys."  All laughed and after half an
hour chatting, Jim invited July to dance and Francis did the same to her
sister. Jim pushed her a little against him so she could notice his
dick. She smiled and then said: "What a pity you are?" She did not continue
as she grinned slyly. "You know?" The music stopped for a pause and Jim
dragged her from the hand, followed by Francis and her sister. The four
went out in the chilly darkness and round the corner; Jim pulled her
against him and kissed her on the lips, introducing his tongue in her
mouth. The girls were taken aback and only reacted when the boys started
exploring their tits, their dicks pushing against them. July said: "Not
here and now. Sorry for what I said. I have had a delight surprise."

	"Me too", her sister added. Let's go in?but I want more of this
lovely and sweet? drink" The girls added evilly." Francis bitted her ears
saying:

	"We can give you a lovely pole?"

	"Francis, you are too hot to give me a pole!" They laughed about
the double meaning of the word, then entered again in the house and started
to dance. Jim pushed July to his dick and she grinned when felt the
hardness against her cunt. She sighed, as was getting increasingly hot
excited. She said:

	"It seems your little brother want to go out of prison."

	"Yes, but you have the key." She looked at Jim and pressed his
back.

	"In that case I'm prepared to free him. I suppose he is a pretty
boy and as hot as you are."

	"You can bet for it." He winked to Francis, which more or less was
having the same conversation with the other twin. "Please go thru that
door, it is the kitchen; we'll join you in there in seconds." When the
music stopped to initiate another piece, the twins went to the kitchen;
they remained during half a minute as Margarita stared at them. Then
Francis and Jim left thru the main door, went round the building and caught
the girls' hands. Without saying a word they entered into the warm cottage,
locked the door and immediately the girls started to fondle the boys'
tents. Francis took the girl and kissed her passionately. She smiled in the
semi dark room.

	"Who said you were homo?"

	"I don't know and I don't care. I'll show you something." In
seconds, they were naked on the beds.

	"I would prefer the lights on." One of the twins said.

	"And so do us." Francis said. "However we cannot risk someone
interrupting our adv?"  He could not finish because the girl glued his
mouth to his as their tongues met. Only moans could be heard. After a
couple of minutes the two young couples were breathing heavily as they
reached their orgasms, the boys spilling their seeds on the girls smooth
and terse stomach.  Nevertheless, they did not stop; their bodies recharged
quickly but this time with the passions slowed. Jim kissed the girl on the
neck, on the shoulders and finally he took in his mouth one of the erected
nipples.

	"Don't stop, come on, I need your cock in me; hurry up!" But the
boys knew they should not do as requested. They continued their pace but
the girls were pleading them to fuck their cunts; then Jim and Francis
prepared themselves, perhaps thinking the girls were virgins. They placed
their hard tools at the entrance of that lovely cave, but the girls could
not wait anymore; they placed their hands on the boys butt cheeks and
pushed their adolescent dick totally inside them without any
resistance. Francis sighed in delight feeling the warm of that little
cavern for the first time on his life. The girl started moving and soon
they rolled and placed on top of the boys moving their young bodies in all
directions in a frenzy dance. Soon, at near at unison, their young bodies
tensed, stopped breathing and bitted the boys' shoulders as Jim and Francis
arched their hips and started flooding their vaginas with semen. After a
few minutes July kissed Jim tenderly and said:

	"Sorry boy, but I have to bite you to prevent yelling myself. You
are very good." Her sister then added:

	"I have been in the heaven. I'll kill the one who mention me you
are a sissy, Francis.  You fucked as a professional. I suppose you have
some experience, don't you?"

	"More or less like you." Francis said laughing. July then said:

	"Alright, I would like to be the whole night here, but I'm sure my
dad is already looking for us." They got up and washed in the tiny
bathroom, unlocked the door and separated, they returned to the
ballroom. As soon as the girls entered, three boys came to them asking to
dance. Francis and Jim sat down on one sofa and grinned to each other.

	"It was good, wasn't it? Jim said.

	"Good? Good? It was super, Jim! Thanks brother." Jim smiled. He
turned his head and met Margarita eyes as she was dancing with a tall blond
boy. She looked upset, Francis said: "It seems Margarita isn't very happy."

	"Well, she is having a good time, anyway. Let's go upstairs and
arrange us a little bit.  They entered in their room and heard some noise
in Charlie's room. Carefully opened the door and found him with a 9 y/o
girl on the bed. She was kissing him on the lips:

	"You are very pretty, Charlie. Please kiss me like in the movies."
Obviously, the boy did not have access to those films in the US, however he
kissed her. The problem was that Mother Nature went a different way and his
dick was tenting his trousers; it felt good and started grinding his dick
against the girl belly that had his dress up to her chest. The girl was
breathing heavily as she was pressed by Charlie. Then she said: "I would
like to do like my sister does with her boyfriend when dad and mom are
away, but it is a sin."

	"A sin... why?" Charlie asked.

	"Yes; they get naked and his boy friend put his thing into her"
Charlie was excited and said:

	"Let's do it. I like being naked."

	"We can't, if mom finds out she would kill me."

	"Your mom isn't here, besides, those doors are closed and go to my
brother and sister rooms. Come on." The girl doubted for minute, after that
she said:

	"Alright, we are boyfriends, so I guess we can do it." Soon the two
little evils were naked and Charlie on top of the girl. "You put your thing
into me my pretty boy while I kiss you."

	"How, I never did it before."

	"I'll show you." She took the erected weenie and placed it at the
entrance of her little vagina. The boy instinctively pushed down and his
little dick entered, however the girl screamed in pain. "Hold on, you are
hurting me!"

	"But you told me to push, and it feels very, very good!"

	"Yes it does; but when you push hard it hurts; so stay where you
are." She then rolled on top of the boy and started kissing him with his
little penis rubbing her clit. After a while, they experienced something
like a dry orgasm because they were moving up and down quickly.  Soon they
stopped as the girl said: "It has been very nice. Please let go downstairs
before my mom send someone to fetch me."

	"It is a pity; can't we stay a little bit longer with my penis
inside you? It was so good the nice feeling?"

	"No, we can't. The girl got up and dressed, followed by Charlie,
however the boy was with his shirt off, so anyone could guess what he had
been doing. Francis went quickly thru the other door and stopped him,
telling the boy softly almost in silence.

	"Charlie, please, come here." The boy reluctantly left the girl
that was now going downstairs. Jim grinned at him.

	"What do you want? I need to accompany that girl." Francis smiled.

	"Have you watched yourself on the mirror?" He had a look and found
what his brother was telling him. His hair scrambled, the shirt off? in
summary it would have been very difficult to explain his behaviour.

	"Thanks brother, you are the best brother of the world."

	"From now on," Jim said "no more Charlie, but Charles. You are a
whole little man."  Before he could say anything Jim added: "Don't worry,
we'll keep your secret, man." Charlie hugged Jim.

	"Thanks my friend." He ran away to the stairs and to the ballroom.

	"I got hard watching the little evil fucking the girl."

	"Me too" Francis said. "We need a release."

	"Yes, but not now. We have all night." They went to join the rest
downstairs. They were attending their guests, dancing with anyone as
Margarita was doing, as good hosts as they were. She still was upset,
excused herself and went to her room; Francis followed her and found
Margarita lying on the bed sobbing. Francis touched her shoulder; she
raised her head and hugged her brother amongst sobs.

	"Why did you bring him here? What did you do with those bitches?"

	"Please sister, take it easy and care about your words. They are
our guests and friends.  In respect of Jim, I told you he isn't a common
boy. On the other hand, what have you done, except dancing all evening? Did
you expect him going round you, like the rest of the boys? I told you he
wouldn't do that."

	"I was attending our guests."

	"That was what we have been doing. Probably a little more with two
girls; but you know them well and?"

	"Yes, I know them better than you, and I know how they behave." She
answered her brother with some sarcasm and a little jealous.

	"Alright darling, let's go downstairs and enjoy the rest of the
evening. Don't spoil this wonderful time." She smiled her brother but was
not convinced; however she did not tell him she was terribly jealous of
those girls. "Why was she jealous? In fact that boy did not tell her
anything, only he behaved as an educated person, yet with some looks and
differences to her?well?" They were entering into the ballroom, crossing
with Charlie accompanied by a 10 y/o girl laughing and running. Jim was
dancing with a tall woman who seemed enchanted with him. When the music
finished he joined the group, in that moment a boy asked Margarita for a
dance and left Francis and Jim alone.

	"You are a good host, Jim."

	"Well... she's not a common lady. Very elegant and?"

	"Very rich." Francis added. "Gossips say she is very fond of young
and handsome boys."

	"Well, the cottage is still ready." Francis smiled as Jim added:
"I'm going to our room for a pee. I'll be here in one minute." In that
moment a lovely brown haired girl came to them asking:

	"Have you seen my little sister?"

	"Yes, I think she is with my little brother in the toys room."

	"I wonder when she will become into a real girl. She likes toys as
a baby. My parents will leave in half an hour and I need to tell her."
Kindly Jim then said:

	"Don't worry, I'll give her your message; I just was going
upstairs." The girl glanced at Jim grinning as she was aware both were part
of the few not blond in the party.

	"Thanks." Francis invited her to dance and Jim went upstairs, and
as before, he heard noise in Charlie room. He peeked thru the door and
again saw the little imp on top of the 10 y/o girl, but this time he was
fucking her properly. She was a little bit fatty and bigger than Charlie,
so his little dick could go all the way in, but scarcely reaching her
hymen. They were enjoying the moment; both breathing heavily, she was
saying:

	"Push down Charlie, please don't stop now."

	"But I may hurt you"

	"You don't worry? push? Agh!" She grunted as Charlie also groaned,
probably experiencing her first real orgasm. Jim was hard watching the
little couple fucking, but thought he must give her the message. He went
outside and knocked on the door. The children moved and she covered herself
with the sheet.

	"Charlie, I'm Jim. Tell your friend her parents want to leave in 25
minutes, so end your plays. However, you don't need to rush. Ah! Charlie, I
want to talk to you. I'll be in my room when you finish." The girl then
answered.

	"Thanks Jim, we are finishing our play. I'll be downstairs in a few
minutes." The girl sighed. Jim went around into his room. Charlie still
naked and his little dick starting to grow again:

	"Let's do it again, still we have time enough."

	"No. You are a lovely boy, so next time we'll continue. Where's the
bathroom?" The boy disappointed showed the door. She went inside and a few
minutes later she appeared dressed while the boy was still naked. She
looked at him, put her hand round his little dick saying: "You fucked me
very well, I have enjoyed it pretty boy." She kissed Charlie on the lips
and left, closing the door. Charlie still was thinking what the girl had
said. He dressed and went thru the door the connected both rooms. Jim was
lying on the bed.

	"Come here little man." he motioned the boy to sit on the bed. He
was with his hair scrambled and his blouse out of his
trousers. "Congratulations Charlie"

	"Congratulations? Why?"

	"Why? You have done things that normally any boy would never do
before he is 12 or 13 y/o. You have fucked that girl and properly."

	"Did you see us?" He did not want to embarrass the little boy.

	"Let's say I heard you. Next time you must be very careful and not
to moan so loudly."  The boy got red, but Jim continued: "Charlie, I don't
know how is in America, but surely, your dad wouldn't approve it; therefore
this must be a secret between your brother, you and me.  Nobody, I repeat,
nobody must know it, at least until you are 18 y/o. Do you understand?" The
boy smiled and hugged Jim tightly.

	"You aren't only my friend; you are my brother, too. May I ask you
something?"

	"Sure, what is it?"

	"Have you, have you?fuc?"

	"Fucked"

	"Yes. Have you fucked a girl like I did?"

	"Yes, but not as early as you." The little evil grinned.

	"Brothers for life?" He asked the teenager.

	"Yes. Brothers for life." And then, they fived their hands as
mates. Jim helped the boy to arrange his clothes and hand in hand, they
descended the stairs happily. Charlie immediately went to dance with other
girl. It was round 9:00 pm and soon people would start leaving. Jim sat on
an armchair thinking about how many things had happened to him from the
time he left his home near four months back. He saw Margarita sat down with
some boys round her; he realised still had not danced with her. He went to
the band and asked something. A few minutes later, the boy leading the band
said thru the speakers:

	"Boys and girls, someone has asked us for a lovely song that we
learnt in Spain during last summer holidays. We have changed the music but
not the wording, here you are "My love is called Margarita." Margarita
jumped in her seat and looking at Jim she saw how he stood and started to
walk up to her; however in that moment one of the boys near her said:

	"Please Margarita, you promised me your next dance. Please!" She
looked at Jim then at the boy that was waiting and sadly started dancing
with him. She was a hostess and she had to please her guests, nevertheless
she watched her loved boy to retreat and sit again on the armchair. That
boy had ruined her night! She was sad and thought she would find an
opportunity to recover him.

End of part 4