Date: Tue, 25 Aug 2015 12:23:33 +0200
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jim and Francis Part 5
JIM AND FRANCIS
By Al Peres
PART 5
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Chapter 27
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They all were tired after the feast. Once all guests had left, Francis'
father said:
"Well children, we have eaten and drunk too much, I would suggest go
to the kitchen and have a glass of milk, then time for bed." They agreed,
and a few minutes later, all were in their respective rooms. As every
night, Francis and Jim approached Charlie's bed to kiss him goodnights,
they coincided with Margarita and all three kissed him. The little boy
extended his white arms and hugged all together. Jim and Margarita faces
touched in the hug and they quivered at the touch.
"Good night brothers, I'll miss your kisses when I return to US. I
would like to remain here forever." They said nothing because all
understood the little boy's feelings of those moments. They tucked him on
the bed and left, leaving the doors closed but not locked. Jim and Francis
got naked as usual and went under the covers. They looked at each other,
Jim hugged Francis and he returned the hug. Jim then said:
"I love you Francis, I never thought I could love someone as I do to
you. It is something special, nothing to do with sex. It is like a strong
brotherhood that I have only experienced with my brother Frankie." Francis
stared at his lover and caressed his face.
"I understand you Jim because that's what I feel about you. I love
these moments and, why not, I love making sex with you; but I cannot
imagine myself doing it with somebody else. I'm not attracted to men but I
enjoy it with you, in fact we are rare friends."
"Yes we are. We enjoyed our tonight fucking with those girls, the
problem is that when we return to school we wouldn't have any girl
available, only boys and I don't like to molest boys, unless they ask me
for it."
"I do agree with you, so we must continue as up today."
"You should have seen Charlie fucking the little girl! I think she
was the one who initiated the adventure, but he complied as a good
stallion. I told him to keep this secret amongst us; if he released
something to his dad we could see ourselves in troubles with the puritan
Americans."
"Don't care about that. He won't say anything. I'm concerned because
every time he comes it is more difficult the return him to US. This time
will be even worst; he's spending lovely holidays as never before, with
experiences not common for a boy of his age?" Both friends started petting
each other ending in a 69 position until their young cream was spurted into
each other mouth. They returned to their original position, cuddled into
each other's arms and drifted to sleep.
The following days were days of happiness for the four children. Margarita
and Jim were deeply in love; however she was expecting Jim to take the
initiative and to declare his love to her. That was the custom in those
times, especially for an educated girl as she was. Jim was scared, he did
not want to ask his friend's help and did not dare to say to that beautiful
blond girl that his heart was bleeding in need to kiss and love her. So the
days went thru until the New Year Eve. In that night adults allowed the
children to go to bed after the midnight; first they would have the formal
dinner, dressed in their best clothes; after dinner, presents would be
distributed and then toasting for the New Year's happiness. Charlie
disregarded his clothes and went to Francis' old wardrobe; he chose a dress
that Francis had used in his firs Holy Communion, representing a prince; he
had seen that dress in his mom's album. Francis and Jim wore smoking
dresses as they had agree before, and Margarita the beautiful dress
designed by Francis, still nobody had seen it, except herself. When Charlie
was dressed, he called his sister:
"Margarita, please, can you come and supervise my tie?"
"Just a second, I'm near ready." She shouted from her room. That was
the key word agreed between Charlie and Francis to reunite the lovers,
since the dress had not tie. She entered into Charlie's room at the same
time that Jim also entered to help, at the request of Francis. Margarita
and Jim met; for them the Earth stopped moving, they watched each other as
in their dreams; then looked one another for a few seconds as Charlie and
Francis winked grinning. Jim was amazed, instead of those long flaxen
plaits; she had her long hair cascading on her shoulders; a velvety festoon
prevented to fall on her lovely face. Instinctively they launched into each
other arms. They kissed and kissed several times and everywhere, and then
hugged as Jim caressed the girl's face and blond hair. Both were sobbing
softly. Francis and Charlie retreated leaving the couple alone.
"I love you Margarita, I love you! I wonder why I have waited so
long to tell you. I knew loved you even before I came to France." Francis
and Charlie stared at each other amused ad they heard the boy's declaration
of love. Margarita placed her arms round the boy's neck and kissed him
desperately.
"This is my first real kiss to a boy and I am very proud you are
him. I love you Jim, I have loved you ever since I can remember. You have
been in my heart all the time and I was scared that you might not love
me. I was terrible scared!" Jim kissed her again on the lips, and then on
her palms, placing them round his own cheeks.
"I love you my beautiful blond." In that moment Charlie
interrupted.
"Well, anyone would like to arrange my tie?" They looked to the
little boy and Margarita said:
"But that dress doesn't need a tie! You little rascal!
"Let's go downstairs; dad and Uncle Carl probably are waiting for
us." Like in a wedding, first was the little angel followed by the bride
giving her hand to her boy, behind Francis was as godfather escorting the
happy couple.
However, sat on the library and dressed in night smoking, the two adult
lovers were savouring a cup of sherry before going into the dinning room
that for this purpose had been set up with candles and silver cutlery. Carl
said:
"Charles, have you noticed our Margarita is in love for the first
time with that boy?"
"Yes, I would need to be blind not seeing it? The question is: does
he love her?"
"Charles you are really blind. He is even more in love than she
is."
"Well, perhaps I'm blind, but if he loves her he knows how to hide
it."
"Charles, to understand it you should place yourself in his
position. He is a poor boy, coming from a poor family and a poor
village. He falls in love with a rich girl and feels he is not worth of
that love; he has nothing to offer to her. How can he declare his love to a
beautiful girl who could have anybody she wanted?"
"I thought he was homosexual, like Francis is."
"You are even blinder than I thought. As usual, you don't see what
is happening in this house and round you. Neither Jim nor our son are like
we are."
"I suppose you have foundations to say that." The man sighed and
kissed a peck on his lover's lips.
"Of course I have. I watched them a few days ago during the
dance. They had already prepared the cottage; there they fucked Lisps'
twins during an hour. They called him "stallion."
"How do you know that?" He smiled cunningly at his lover. "You
should have been a detective instead of a lawyer." Carl laughed and pressed
his lover's hand.
"Those are the facts, so now what shall we do?"
"Nothing, Carl. They are too young; life is very short, however this
society is strange for us or we are strange for them, but we must live in
it. If they love each other, I'll warn them, but I'll consent on their
love, especially in these premises. Time will say the last word. I want our
daughter's happiness, so if she is happy loving this boy I have no
objection to make. He's honest, fair and good student; with the time,
probably he will become a successful man. I'm sure of that. What do you
think?"
"We must be very careful, but I do agree with you. Do you remember
when we fell in love? We still were not 12 y/o. Do you think that any
hetero couple has been happier than we have been? Probably we are
contemplating the father of our grandchildren. So, knowing Margarita's
character I prefer to start accepting the problem right from the beginning,
rather than to have to rectify later on." They heard the children's laughs
coming down the stairs.
"What beautiful children we have!" Carl said, I think the problem
between Margarita and Jim is over. It is reflecting on their faces. I like
it." The big man sighed.
"I think so. Let's go to have the family dinner. As soon as they
reached down, Margarita left her boy's hand and ran to her father, she
hanged from his neck and kissed him; then did the same to Uncle Carl.
"You are beautiful Margarita. Where did you get that dress from?"
"It's my brother's present."
"But we believe all your happiness has nothing to do with your
dress." Carl said. Margarita blushed and then, bravely went where the boys
were standing, took Jim's hand and dragged him to her father and Uncle Carl
presence.
"You are right, dad. He is the origin of my dreams and my
happiness. I'm introducing you the boy to whom I love, father." She had not
used the word "father" for a long time, and this impressed Charles of her
determination.
"Well Jim, what do you have to say?" Jim deeply blushed, however he
was not scared, he felt Margarita's hand pressing his, encouraging and
supporting him.
"Sir, I'm a poor boy from a poor family, however my love for
Margarita in this moment is the richest of the world. I know still is a
long way until we become adults, and for the most of people we still are
children, nevertheless, I love her; so you did a bad business bringing me
here because now it will be very difficult for me to detach from her,
unless she doesn't love me." The men were astonished of the brave words
coming from an almost 14 y/o boy, but they knew it was better to live with
the situation rather than to oppose to it. Charles then said:
"Jim, you are a brave boy and I'm sure you will be a great man,
however, we live in a society where so early loves are not easily accepted,
but, as I told you, we are not a common family, so we welcome you into our
hearts. I must also add that, please, behave as two good friends outside of
these premises or when someone strange is at home in what the expression of
your love it refers. Believe me, we are not ashamed of you, but we have to
keep forms and be a little bit hypocrite about this until you are a little
bit older; then, if you still love each other, it will be a great honour to
present you into society."
"Thank you very much indeed, Sir. I promise, you will not hear any
complaint relating to our conduct. You have my word for it." Margarita was
crying, she took Jim's face and kissed him on the cheek, and then she said:
"Dad, do you think is there any boy like Jim?" His father grinned.
"I'm sure that for you, no."
"And for me", Francis said.
"And for me, too." Charlie added. All hugged and happily went into
the dinning room. They had dinner served by the boys; after they cleaned
the table, all of them went to the library for their Christmas
presents. Charles opened a drawer and extracted several parcels folded with
lovely colour papers.
"Well girl and boys, today is a special day for presents. The first
one is for our guest Jim." The teenager was surprised because he did not
expect anything; Margarita pressed his hand encouraging him. He took the
little parcel and opened it. It was a wonderful writs watch "Rolex." He
could not believe it. Francis then said:
"I hope you liked it." Jim did not know what to say, he was agape.
"Sorry Sir, but I do not deserve this jewel, well? I, I, I never had
one and?" Margarita stood and kissed him on the chick, and in a whisper
said:
"It is for you, my love." Jim blushed as two tears dribbled down
his smooth cheeks.
"I, I am so surprised?" Thank you very much, it is a beautiful
watch, I wonder if I will be able to wear it."
"You will. I'm sure Jim, and you have nothing to thank about." Carl
said. He sat near Margarita and she helped him to wear it round his left
wrist." He then stared at his friend and hugged him.
"Thanks Francis, I know it is your idea." Francis returned the hug.
"Believe me; you deserve it and much more." Now Charles extracted
three parcels, two similar ones and one different. He then said.
"Margarita my daughter, when I married your mother I wanted all the
best for her, in such a way I loved her a lot. She was a great woman and a
pretty girl, the same as you are. I gave her all she wanted; yet, she was
not very exigent. This is a family jewel that my mother gave me; you can
see your mother is wearing it in that oil painting. Now Charlie's father
has returned it since he kept it while she was alive. Now it is yours in
order you can transmit it to your eldest daughter, if you had one, of
course." Margarita opened the old box and took in his hands that valuable
jewel, a tiara made in gold with many beautiful stones. She couldn't
believe it as her father continued: "Historically it has been transmitted
when a girl was on her 13 birthday." Margarita looked at it again and
hugged her father and Uncle Carl.
"Thanks dad, I'll demonstrate I deserve it, however, meanwhile,
please keep it in the safe. I'll wear it when I get married, not before."
Jim looked at her and said:
"Please Margarita; wear it tonight until bedtime." She looked at
her love tenderly.
"Please, dad, place it on my head." Charles did as requested.
"My daughter, you look as a princess, very much the same as your
mother was." Charlie was impressed with all the compliments and references
to his mom. Charles continued: "Charlie has many toys; he and Fran‡oise
are the males of the family. The same as the tiara, my father gave me his
ring seal in order I transmitted to my sons, nevertheless I did not expect
to have two sons; therefore I made a copy of it, so exact that I don't know
which the original is." Saying this he gave to Charlie and Francis their
respective rings. Of course the boys could not wear it, but that meant
nothing, the present had so a large significance to them? especially for
Charlie; he felt considered as a part of his family. He jumped to Charles'
lap and started crying with his curly head on the man's chest.
"Please, please, papa Charles, don't send me back to US; I feel
French, a Norman. This is my truly family and my own country. I want to be
with my brother and my sister and especially with you." He tenderly hugged
the child. He was aware how his feelings were mixed in this little
creature. Charles caressed the little boy tenderly and kissed his
head. Then he said:
"Charlie, this is and always will be your family. We'll stay with
you when you request us; however, you also have a father that loves you and
two little sisters? Charlie jumped back and as he stood he said:
"Yes, I have a dad that is always busy and I can't ask him
anything. The babies are my dad's daughters, but not my sisters. Her mother
is? I don't like her. She hates me because she wanted my dad when he chose
our mom; and I hate her!" He said the last words like spitting
them. "Please, please, let me stay here." The boy sank into an armchair and
again started to cry. Margarita and Francis went to him and hugged. Then
Charles stood and took the boy in his arms.
"Charlie, little man, we all loves you. I'll see your problem with
your dad; however you are still too young to decide. Besides, Margarita and
Fran‡oise will leave for their respective schools. Uncle Carl and I
travel continuously, so you would be here alone, too. There at least, you
can see your dad and your granddad. I'll talk your dad in order you spend
all your holidays in France?" The boy interrupted him.
"But I could go to the same school with Jim and Fran‡oise."
"That would be a wonderful idea, but that school is one of the best
in Europe, and only boys of 11 y/o and over are admitted. In three years
time, neither Fran‡oise nor Jim will be in the school; however, if when
you are going to 12 still want to stay in that school I'll talk your father
about it. I'm sure he will accept it. He loves you very much and wants the
best for you."
"Will you do that for me, papa Charles?"
"I will. I promise."
"Don't forget that I'm a Lambert, too; I'll never change my
surname. Never!" They did not want to argue with the little boy, so Uncle
Carl said:
"Well, the new year will be here within minutes. Let's have some
music." All stood; Carl went to the piano and started playing easy melodies
that the boys sang happily. Soon they forgot the previous
arguments. Charlie then said:
"My dad doesn't know because he didn't ask me and never goes to my
school, but I'm part of my school's choir. The Director said I have a nice
voice. Tonight I want to sing a pretty song, it is a pray to our mother."
All were surprised since they did not know anything related to the boy's
school activities. He approached Uncle Carl and said something, he
affirmed; then he produced one note on the piano. Carl started playing the
entry to the "Ave Maria" from Schubert; the little boy started to sing
looking at his mother and brothers oil painting.
"Ave Maria gratia plena..."
It was as an angel singing from the heaven. The beautiful voice spread
along the house as they were transported far away. Tears appeared,
especially on the brothers' cheeks, and when the little boy finished with
last musical note, the brothers embraced in a mutual hug of love; the rest
joined them as they congratulated the little boy for his beautiful
performance. That was a key moment that would mark the brothers' lives
forever; they had never felt so close and united until that
moment. Margarita felt her heart touched and she forgot her previous hate
to his mother; she realised that little blond were also suffering her
absence when he more needed his mother. Without leaving her little brother
she said:
"Charlie, I'm sure she is watching and hearing us; she wants us to
love each other and never be separated as brothers. We must do all we can
to never fight or envy one another and help each other during our lives;
that's what she would do." Charlie kissed his brothers, and said:
"Please Uncle Carl, play something, mom would approve tonight." They
laughed and Carl again started playing the piano until midnight when the
New Year entered. They all kissed and hugged wishing all the best for the
New Year. The adults got ready to leave to continue the feast in the large
town, and the boys went upstairs to bed. They cleaned their teeth and wore
their pyjamas. Charlie went under the covers as his brothers and Jim joined
round the bed to kiss him goodnights. He extended his little arms and
hugged them saying near in a murmur:
"Thanks mom for giving me so good brothers." They kissed him and put
off the lights.
Chapter 28
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Jim then said: "Tonight in Spain, children are allowed to remain awoken
celebrating the New Year until they are very tired, so they ask to go to
bed, normally very late, even they are allowed to drink a little bit of
alcohol." Francis and her sister looked at each other, she asked:
"Will they be now there at your home?"
"Most likely they are at the farm with my brother, John and the
rest of the large family."
"What's about if you call them? Probably it will take sometime the
call to get thru, but we are not hurry, are we Fran‡oise?"
"Of course not. Let's put the international call." Jim them
objected:
"But that will cost a lot of money and?" Margarita watched Jim's
apprehension; she pressed his hand and said:
"Don't worry about the cost, dad will gladly pay it." Francis went
outside the room and dialled international operator from the upstairs phone
extension and put the call thru; the operator told him that there was about
an hour delay with Spain. Jim went to his room, but Margarita dragged him
to hers. When they entered, she looked at him and they kissed tenderly.
"I love you, Jim." Jim looked those beautiful blue eyes and started
kissing her freckles and nose, and then he kissed her passionately.
"I love you, my sweet heart." He knew right from the beginning she
was an inexperienced girl and that, even increased his love for her. They
sat on the large coach and he started nibbling her passionately, her neck,
her chin, her eyes, and finally her lovely red young lips. He parted her
teeth with his tongue; she resisted the intruder for a moment and then
welcomed it. Their tongues swirled inside and she started to moan,
breathing and gasping. Jim put his right hand on her little breasts, only
separated by the thing cotton fabric of her night clothe. Jim knew she and
he were near an orgasm, probably her first one touching a male. She
introduced her right arm under Jim's loose pyjama and rubbed his back,
while her left one was caressing his curly black hair on his neck. Jim felt
his dick near to explode as he noticed Margarita spasm and she pressed him
against her with a loud moan. Jim also knew how important was that she felt
loved when that first feeling of regret felt after her orgasm. He pressed
her against his chest, his mouth near her right ear telling her: "I love
you sweet heart, I love you Margarita, I love you my beautiful angel." She
felt that feeling of regret and shame, but surprisingly she felt secure and
loved and she thought she had nothing to regret or to be ashamed of, so
after a few minutes it was fading out until it disappeared from her mind;
she then tenderly separated from his love and kissed him.
"I love you Jim; I never thought it was so wonderful to be loved by
a boy, especially by you." He attracted her to his chest and kissed her on
the hair caressing it tenderly.
"Margarita you are special, nothing can be compared with you. I love
those little freckles, that lovely nose and those lovely lips."
"Only those parts?" She teased him. He then started nibbling again
her on the neck, licking and kissing her ears, and then her breasts, her
hands?He was mad about her.
"I like every single centimetre of you, my beautiful young lady."
She looked at him on the eyes tenderly and said:
"Jim, it seems I know you since a very long time. I don't feel shy
or ashamed with you. Do you feel the same about me?"
"Yes, I do" I was looking for you since I can remember. I knew that
sometime, somewhere I would find my girl, and I have found her." However,
with the kissing, they were again excited, and from the tenderness of their
love, they passed to passionate kisses and foodlessness. Jim unbuttoned her
blouse and placed his hand on the still childish breasts; he kneaded softly
the right one that was erect and hard with excitement. The girl trembled
when he touched those sensible parts of her body; never before had been
touched. Jim tenderly left their French kissing and bent, starting licking
and sucking her little globes. Margarita squirmed and moaned in pleasure;
she wanted to be an active part, so she slid her left hand down touching
the tent formed by Jim's erected cock. Jim wriggled at her touch; Margarita
slid her hand under Jim loose pyjama and then under his tight underwear
dragging it down and freeing his dick. She was shocked to find such wetness
in there, most of it because his previous orgasm and the precum he was
continuously producing. She cupped its head rubbing down the foreskin. Jim
moaned loudly at her touch, so she knew he was enjoying her caresses; she
slid her hand down until she reached the boy's ball pack. Jim then took her
hand and motioned her to rub his cock up/down. Those touches took him near
his climax; he started breathing heavily gasping for air. He thought for a
moment that he had to put her at the edge of her pleasure. Jim, without
leaving his sucking slid his right hand under her panties and put his palm
over the moist cunt, rubbing it up/down. She twisted her body at the new
sensations; her body responded with spasm leaving her kisses, her mouth now
on Jim's shoulder gasping with loud moans. Instinctively she increased the
pace of her strokes to Jim's hard cock. Soon Jim could not resist anymore,
he dragged her to his chest, stopped breathing and started to squirt his
seed on Margarita's hand that was covering his gland. Margarita also as her
orgasm was approaching, Jim increased his rubbing on the girl's slippery
vagina, especially touching her clitoris; she reached her peak at the same
time; however, it was much more intense that the previous time; she could
not resist it and bitted him on the shoulder. Jim screamed in a mix of pain
and pleasure. He dragged her tightly and their breaths compassed. They
remained quiet for a few minutes involved in the bliss of their mutual love
and thoughts. Jim then, tenderly, separated her and started kissing her
forehead, her eyes, her freckles and finally her lips. They were tender and
lovingly caresses. She moaned, and in a whisper said:
"Please, don't stop, darling." He continued pecking her round the
face, and then he said:
"I think we must get rid of our mess." She still had her hand round
the now limp cock; shed smiled.
"It seems your? thing wants to rest."
"Yes. But it doesn't sleep for a long time. You'll be surprised how
active it is." She grinned and extracted her hand impregnated with her
boy's seed. As soon as her hand appeared, Jim started to lick and suck her
fingers; she was amused and surprised.
"Isn't that gross?"
"Oh no, it is my fluid and your hand, I love both."
"How does it taste?"
"Well not bad, different from anything." He looked at her and
asked:
"Do you want to try?"
"Why not, it is yours and I love anything from you." He reached her
lovely face and kissed her a tender peck." She, for an answer, slurped one
of her fingers and grimaced.
"Not bad, a little salty and rare." She returned the kiss still with the
flavour of his semen on her lips.
"We better clean ourselves and get rid of our dirty clothes." She
smiled as Jim stood and went into the bathroom. He undressed and had a
quick shower. She wanted to be with him in there naked and start again
their love play; however, she understood things should go gradually. When
he returned, she also cleaned and soon they were again sat down on the
sofa. He knew he would not be able to resist a new invitation and probably
on the bed, so he stood up saying: "I think we must sleep." She gripped his
hand and hugged him.
"Jim, you can sleep in my bed with me, if you want it." He stared
on her eyes and kissed them.
"Margarita, I would love it; but we are very young and sometimes it
is very difficult to control ourselves." She understood and thanked him for
his efforts not to go too far. She knew she would not be able to resist in
the bed with him without going too far; she could regret it later on.
"I love you every moment more, Jim. I know how hard must be for you
as it is for me, but I want you to know that I'll never reject you on
anything. I have hundred of questions to make you, but I guess we'll have
time enough during the next days.
"I know that, my sweetheart. I like too much your eyes, your nose,
your beautiful freckles?" He was kissing her after every word, until they
locked their lips again. Soon he felt his dick hard and she noted it now
that he had not any underwear to conceal it.
"Your better go, otherwise we'll not be able to stop."
"You are right, darling. Have happy dreams." They pressed their
bodies against each other and he left thru Charlie' doors; the little boy
was hard asleep and did not notice their presence. They kissed again as he
opened his door. He watched Francis on the bed reading a book. She kissed
her brother and said good night. When she was returning to her room the
phone rang, all three went outside and Francis took the receiver.
"It is your call. Jim started speaking in Spanish and Margarita
could see her adored boy's blurred eyes as he spoke to his family. She
hugged him tenderly from behind reassuring him her love; they tried to
leave him alone but Jim placed his left arm round her waist and retained
her, motioning Francis to stay with them. He talked with his parents and
with the rest of the family, though after some time a bump formed in his
throat and he had to cut off the lines with some excuses. Then they
returned to their respective rooms.
Jim approached the bed, undressed, and stark naked as usual jumped onto the
bed near his friend. Francis left the book on the nightstand and smiled to
his friend; both were facing each other on their elbows. Jim dragged his
friend's face and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
"Francis, I'll never thank you enough for bringing me to your
home, in this moment, probably I'm one of the happiest boys of the world."
"I'm sure you are. Did you both have a good time?"
"Yes, we did."
"It has taken near two hours and? did you f?" Jim put his finger
on his friend lips, preventing him to pronounce the word."
"Francis, please, don't use that word with her; you are my lover, my
friend and my brother, I don't love you less than I love her, however in a
different way. We can use that word for a whore or an occasional girl, but
not with Margarita; she is in a different stage and cannot be compared;
nevertheless, you know I don't have secret with you, so my answer is NO. We
enjoyed two lovely orgasms but she is new on it and I must take all
necessary actions in order she learn and enjoy rather than to hate it, as
many women do. That was an advice from my dad and he knows a lot about it."
"Jim, you will never guess how happy I am hearing you. My sister is
half of my life and I'm sure, with the time, I'll sit your children on my
lap. She is very special; however, she has the strength that I lack
myself. She is similar to our mother. She'll worship you if you continue to
be as you have been up today, and I have no doubt you will. However, if you
betray her, she would become herself into a tigress." Jim smiled and hugged
his friend.
"I know that. I'm very much the same as she is. I suppose you are
missing something." Francis smirked at his friend.
"Yes, you know it, however perhaps you are a little tired to?" Jim
jumped on top of his friend and started stroking Francisď hard cock;
soon he could not stop his need and his dick spurted wads of semen between
both bodies. Jim them turned into a 69 position and the two lovers sucked
each other, as many times had done before. Soon they reached the point of
not return with a lovely release. They cuddled into each other arms and
drifted to sleep.
The following day, 1st of January 1963, was an unusual bright day, chilly
but the sun shone brightly. Jim got up for a pee and he looked at his new
watch, it was near 10:00 am. He opened Charlie door and could contemplate
the beautiful angel, apparently asleep; he bent over and kissed him on the
silky yellow hair; the little evil grinned and extending his arms dragged
Jim to him and kissed him on the cheeks.
"Good morning brother, Happy New Year!
"The same to you." The boy snuggled himself and continued
sleeping. Jim opened the door communicating with Margarita's room and
entering he closed it behind. He was wearing only his pyjama's trousers and
underwear, so he was bare-chested. He started watching that beautiful head
with all her straw hair scrambled over the pillow. He lay near her on his
right elbow and started stroking her hair softly; then he could not help
and kissed her on the forehead. She had felt his presence but she did not
move when felt his tender lips on her, she extended her arms dragged him to
his face kissing him on the lips.
"You little imp were not sleep." He returned the caresses; she then
stroked his bared chest enjoying the touch.
"Your chest is cold, come in under the cover." He doubted but she
insisted. "Please, and take rid of your trousers." He wide opened his eyes.
"Margarita, are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. Come on, I don't want you to get a cold." He did not
doubt a second, and getting rid of his trousers went under the warm covers,
snuggling up against Margarita. He looked into those blue skies and kissed
her passionately. She in a move opened her upper part of her pyjama giving
access Jim to her body, except her private that was covered with her
panties. Jim could not resist the proximity, his dick was hard as a rock;
he felt her hand on it as he started licking and sucking her little
breasts. She moaned in pleasure as he continued fondling and licking her
chest. Instinctively she took his love's dick and placed it on her vagina,
only separated by the fine silk fabric. Jim pushed and Margarita groaned
loudly and raised her hips. A couple of minutes later both reached their
high climax. Margarita felt Jim's warm little load on her. They were
gasping heavily, their young faces pink with excitement and the warm of
their bodies. They kissed tenderly several times until recovered the normal
breath. They remained quiet, enjoying the bliss after their orgasms; after
a few minutes Jim said:
"We must be very careful; I don't want to break my vow." She watched
her boy and kissed him.
"I love you Jim, but I would like?" He interrupted her because he
knew what she was intended to say.
"Yes, you would like to have breakfast. I must get up and get it
ready for you." She smiled at him because she knew Jim was aware this was
not what she wanted; however, she thought it was not good idea to force
him. They would have time. Jim prepared breakfast in the kitchen and woke
up all the other three. "It is near 11:00 lazy people. Come on, it is a
lovely and sunny day!" Charlie jumped up from the bed imitated by Francis
and Margarita; everyone went for a quick shower. They made their beds and
fully dressed enjoyed the breakfast.
"What kind of butter did you put on my toast, brother?" Charlie asked.
"It is not butter or marmalade, but fine virgin olive oil and honey."
"It is wonderful; I'll tell it to my grandpa."
"Why not to your step mother? Francis asked:
"She is my dad's wife, and not any sort of my mother." They looked
one another and one by one kissed and hugged the little boy, reassuring
him, they were to protect and love him. They finished breakfast, cleaned
the dishes and went out to the annex to pick up their bikes. They met
Mrs. Moir‚s and her husband and they gladly kissed all four. Margarita
told her where they were going and that would return for lunchtime. They
rode on the deserted road to the village, and then turned on the right to
the beach. It was chilly however and went thru meadows, spotting some lazy
cattle pasturing. The sea was in calm and inviting to walk or lie in the
dunes. Charlie started running, playing and wrestling with his
brother. Francis let him win, except on a moment he pinned him down on the
yellow sand and looking at his brother beautiful face, he felt a wave of
love and need to protect his little brother. He hugged him very tight to
his chest.
"Charlie, I love you and I want you to know that; we'll always be
with you when you need us. Please don't ever hesitate to ask for our help
and never forget this." The beautiful boy looked at his brother eyes as two
tears came out from his.
"I know it brother, I never felt so loved, protected and cared since
mom's passed away. It is hard to return. I would like to be with you all
the time." They hugged again, the boy then continued: "Next summer I'll
tell my dad to bring me here because I want to be near Jim. He loves
Margarita, doesn't he?"
"Yes he does. A lot, I believe. Now let's run again" They started
running and playing; however, as they might get wet, got rid of their
shoes, socks and trousers, being only on their underwear and resumed their
play. Margarita and Jim were lying on the grass smiling watching them. Jim
was to imitate the other boys but Margarita retained him and kissed him on
the lips:
"Jim, I want to resume this morning's conversation." Jim looked at
his loved girl on the eyes and kissed her freckles.
"Yes?" She got serious and said bluntly:
"Jim, I love you and I would like to consummate our love." As Jim
was to answer her, she put her finger on his lips and continued: "I know
your objections; we are very young and an accident may happen."
"My beautiful love, for me, there is nothing more important than to
please you and that is my maximum goal; however you are asking me something
impossible right now."
"Why, Jim? Don't you love me enough?" He trembled and his voice
sounded huskily.
"There is, and never will be anybody to whom I can love as I love
you, and because of that, I can't do it. You aren't an occasional girl
or... You are the future mother of our children. For me you are millions
times more precious than your tiara; and as a beautiful jewel, I must keep
you safe." When she heard him referring her as the mother of their
children, she could not help and kissed tenderly him.
"I know your reasons, Jim; but I have others. I want you to be the
first and teach me. I want both us to become as one body and one soul. I
don't want to leave it for a later time. We never know what can happen to
one of us, an accident?I don't know." He hugged her again and retained her
against his chest.
"Please, please, never speak like that because nothing will happen
to us. We'll live for a long time and we'll see our children growing up
and, even, have grandchildren as beautiful as Charlie is; lovely blond
Norman children with your freckles." They pressed each other bodies as she
laid her head on the boy's shoulder, their hands entwined. Then Margarita
said:
"I want a black haired one with your beautiful unblemished white
Latin skin." They smiled happily.
"But I want to start soon and enjoy our youth. My mom wasn't happy
and when she was planning to reunite our family with my brother, she was
killed. Sure did not take into consideration that possibility."
"Margarita, that was an accident. On the other hand, I cannot betray
the confidence that your father has placed on me. What kind of person would
he think am I? Furthermore, I have dreamed a lot with that moment, you and
me together doing it for the first time. It must be in a nice and
especially quiet place where you cannot expect someone knocking on the
door. It must be a gentle, loving and long night to enjoy. It will be our
first really love night that we'll remember during our lives, don't you
realise that?" She did not want to argue, at least things were clarifying
and she knew what to do. She said nothing, kissed him tenderly.
"I love you Jim with all my heart. Let's join my brothers."
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They ran and played with them. As Jim started playing with Charlie, Francis
approached his dear sister; placed his arm round her waist and she did the
same to him, as they always did since they could remember.
"You don't look very happy, sister. Anything?? She referred her
conversation with Jim.
"He has strong principles, sister; you should be proud of that."
"You well know I'm very proud of him and I'll never change an
instant with him for all the gold in world, even if he doesn't want it, I
will accept it and wait; however, brother, life is very short and I want to
enjoy every minute of it near him. Please Fran‡oise, help me. It is not
a capricious; I have loved him too much." Francis saw his sister's eyes
blurred and two tears dribbled down her smooth cheeks; he could not help
but to love his half-life.
"I'll see what I can do, sister."
"Thanks brother." She called him "brother", she rarely did this. The
boys got fully dressed and started to ride back home. On their way back,
Margarita joined Charlie, and Francis rode near Jim. He was thinking about
their conversation and he wanted his best friend to know about it and have
his advice.
"Francis, I want to talk to you, it is a serious matter." Francis appeared
as surprised.
"Is it anything wrong with your family, Jim?"
"Oh no; I suppose they continue to be well. It is something about Margarita
and me."
"You are getting me scared. What's up?" Jim without looking at him
said:
"I'll tell you after lunch. It is not the moment now."
"Alright, I'll see the moment when no one can interrupt us."
"Thank you, Francis." Francis' dad and Uncle Carl got up late, so
they missed breakfast and all together had lunch. Margarita looked a little
bit sad, however she responded when Jim pressed her hand under the
table. Charlie and Margarita went upstairs; Francis and Jim into the
library while his father had a cup of coffee. They sat down on the leather
sofa facing Francis' mother oil painting.
"Well Jim, what's the problem." Jim did not know how to start
speaking to his best friend.
"Francis, Margarita and I have had a conversation and she?" Francis
looked surprised because he thought his sister had not told him all the
truth.
"Did you have any hard time?"
"Oh no, you know we love each other a lot; and this is where the
big problem lays." Francis smiled because he watched his friend doubting
and embarrassed for the first time.
"I can't see a problem that you love one another, even my dad has
approved your love relationship."
"That's part of the problem. She? she? asked me to consummate our
love right now; you know, to become as wife and husband and?" Francis
sighed.
"I still can't see the problem, Jim, my brother." Jim near shouted
when he said:
"Don't you see any problem? She is your sister!" Francis smiled
again. He placed his arm on his friend shoulders and tenderly said:
"Jim, I can't see any problem because you are who you are. I would
be very worried if it was another person, but I know positively you love
her and she loves you, so it is reduced to enjoy your love with some time
in advance, that's all; most boys do without loving each other."
"Francis, that's an animal behaviour. And what's about your dad? I
gave him my promise to look after her, and what am I going to do? I'll
betray his confidence on me!"
"Jim, you have not broken your promise because I'm sure you will
take care of her. On the other hand, probably my dad is assuming you have
had already intercourse together."
"Francis, I don't know you!" Jim looked surprised; however Francis
placed his hand on Jim's and slowly said:
"Look Jim, take it easy. My dad is not a common dad; he had sex
relationship with Uncle Carl since they were 11 y/o. They have enjoyed
their company and their lives together. They are very happy and I believe
we should enjoy ours every minute, whenever we are free and not forced by
anyone. Youth is a blessing time and we have to take the best of it." The
boy thought about his best's friend words; and after a few minutes of
silence he said:
"Well? perhaps he is right. But what she is asking me is not a
problem of one or two hours, as we did with the twins. I have been well
trained by my dad, but even that, I'm inexperienced and may hurt her. I had
planned to spend that in a quiet and nice place where no one can disturb
us, as we did in Paris. I don't want anyone knocking on our door when? you
know."
"That's not any problem, Jim. We can go to Paris if that is your
concern, however, I would suggest you ask her about it; but, please, relax
and accept this as it is." Jim looked into his friend beautiful blue eyes
and said:
"Francis, I love Margarita with all my heart, if you think we are
right doing it I'll be the happiest person in the world, however still I'm
concerned: if we start making love it will be very difficult to stop us and
that implies a problem, she may get pregnant too early."
"You are right, Jim; but that should be assumed by her, she knows a
lot about that problem, believe me, she is not na‹ve in spite of being
in a nun school. Mrs. Moir‚s has been as a mother for us since my mom
left us, especially for her; she has lived in difficult times and knows
life better than we do. She wouldn't encourage her to do it, but I'm sure
she wouldn't oppose to it." Jim looked again into his friend and lover eyes
and hugged him very tight. Jim surrendered before his friend's words.
"I'll do whatever she likes. My problem is I can't deny her
anything. Please help us, brother, will you?"
"Yes, I will. Now go to her room and kiss her. You need it." Jim
then hugged his friend gently."
"Don't worry; I have enough love for you and her."
"I count on it." Jim jumped and ran to his room. He opened Charlie'
door and could see him engulfed in a play with many toys, he ruffled the
little blond boy hair and he hugged Jim back tenderly. He opened the other
door and silently entered in Margarita's room, closing the door behind. She
was on the bed lying on her belly with her blond hair spread on the
pillow. She was wearing a red pullover and Scottish skirt that covered her
legs down to her round and childish calves. Jim was tempted to rub those
smooth legs; he could observe the little spasms on her body as she was
sobbing. He kneeled besides her on the bed and started tenderly kissing her
on her freckles under her right eye; she turned her lovely oval face and
looked into her boy's deep black eyes. Before she could say anything and
without knowing Jim's decision, she extended her arms and kissed him on the
lips, first gently and then passionately.
"Why do I love you so much, my sweet boy?"
"Only for one reason, my heart is entirely yours. I'm the most
fortunate boy of the world; but the silliest ass, too. I don't know why I
did not realise how much we love each other and this love needs a
confirmation that I'm ready to provide you, if you want it." She was
dumbfounded; she could not believe what she was hearing.
"Are you sure, my boy?"
"Yes, mom petit Coeur" That was the first time he called her the
name her mother used to do to her children.
"Jim I love you." She dragged him to her, kissed, and kissed him
round her smooth face.
"Francis will help us; however I need you to answer me a couple of
questions."
"Shoot them, my handsome boy." She again kissed him tenderly in all
his face, naming then as she was kissing him. "I'm so happy?" He sat on the
bed near her and extended his right arm round the girl's shoulders. He
looked into her blue eyes and kissed them; then her nose and then again her
red lips.
"Margarita, I have dreamt with that moment many times, but I always
thought that we must be in a quiet place and nice surrounding where nobody
could disturb us. It must be a night to keep in our memory for the rest of
our lives, especially for you. "
"And not for you?"
"Yes, for me too; but you may get hurt."
"I'm sure I won't. You are so tender, so lovingly; I can't imagine
you hurting me."
"Darling, you are a virgin and I must get rid of your
virginity. Are you ready to accept it?"
"Yes I am. We are of the same age; we are not disproportioned,
therefore it won't be a major problem. There are thousands of young girls,
even younger than me, that every year are raped by men, or simply they make
intercourse and have not any problem." She took Jim's hands in hers, as she
continued: "In what the place is concerned, please look this room, I was
born in that bed, and I played with my brother on it when my mother was
here. I expect to conceive my first child and bring him or her to life on
it." Jim could not wait. He felt a wave of love thru his entirely soul and
dragged her to his chest, rubbing her hair and hugging her very tight.
"Those are beautiful thoughts, Margarita." He kissed her
again. When they released their mutual hug she added:
"It'll be very quiet and with no one disturbing us. Dad and Uncle
Carl are travelling to US for some business and have advanced their
departure in order to take Charlie with them. The 3rd of January will be
our day and our honey moon will last until the 6th when we return to the
school." Jim got sad as she named her dad. "What's the matter with you,
darling?"
"I'm worried about your dad and Uncle Carl. I feel I'll be disloyal
to his confidence on me."
"Jim, my dad loves me and wants the best for me. If that is you
concern, will you be more comfortable if I tell him?" Jim wide opened his
eyes in amazement.
"Would you dare to do that?"
"Why not? He's my father." Wouldn't you do with your dad?"
"Well... I guess so; but I'm a man and?"
"Your have always defended women, are you thinking now otherwise?"
"Of course not, but you have to agree with me this isn't normal in
our society."
"You are right, but thanks god my family isn't a normal one." They
laughed. In that moment, Charlie entered followed by Francis. All four sat
down on the sofa and Francis said:
"Well Charlie, we are going to celebrate a wedding and you are
going to be the Judge's assistant." The child opened wide his lovely blue
eyes astonished."
"Wedding...! Judge's assistance?! What are you talking about,
brother?"
"You must keep it as a family secret. Margarita and Jim will marry
on the morning of your departure's day. I'll act as Judge, so you must wear
your best dress as we'll do; however before that, you must get a few roses
from the greenhouse to make a bouquet for the bride." The little boy
smiled wickedly.
"I love that job as I love you all." He hugged his
brothers. "Margarita, will you do me a favour?"
"Of course, my little brother. Anything that you may ask me is
already granted."
"Since you are getting married, sooner or later you will have a
baby boy. Am I right?"
"I expect so. Why?" Margarita said.
"I don't mind the time, but when that happens I'll be his godfather
and he must be named Charles, like me."
"It's decided." Jim said. They all hugged and jumped on the bed
happily.
Time elapsed very quickly and the 3rd of January arrived. Charlie was happy
but he got sad when he realised that this day was a fatidic one for him;
the day he had to leave his family and return to US with his other
family. He loved his dad and especially his granddad; however, he hated his
stepmother. That morning after breakfast, they went to their rooms to get
ready. Francis had set out a super-eight film camera, lights, a
record-player and a tape-recorder. He asked his father permission to use
her mother oil painting as background; he did not say what type of
pictures, however since it was Charlie's last few hours he made no
objections. Round 11:00 am they were ready.
The Mendelssohn nuptial march started to sound and Francis focussed his
large camera to Charlie' room door. The little boy appeared giving the hand
to his sister. He looked as a beautiful prince who had come from a
fairy-tale. He had chosen his brother's dress used in a theatre school
play. Francis loved that dress; it represented St. Jacques' Middle Age
Military Knight. It was white with a large red cross on the chest, golden
epaulettes on the shoulders and a gold cordon from his right shoulder to
his chest. Margarita surprised everybody; she appeared dressed in a
beautiful white broidered long dress; it contracted against her blond long
hair and blue eyes. She also was wearing the family tiara parting her
lovely yellow hair, which freely cascaded on her shoulders. On her hand,
she was carrying a little bouquet of 5 roses cut by Charlie that morning;
three yellow and two dark-red; she looked right as a fairy-lady Jim sighed
at the magnificent view. He was wearing the same dresses he did on the New
Year's Eve. Jim felt the need to advance and kiss her right there. Francis
was dressed in a black smoking. Charlie smiled satisfied as he entered
into the room, however he did not expect his mom's painting presiding the
event. He sighed. He then placed his sister hand on Jim's that smiled at
him. Francis fixed the camera that was on a tripod and went into the scene
slowing the music; he then said:
"We are reunited here, in front of our mother, to marry Margarita
and Jim. I am assisted by my little brother Charles Peter Lambert as the
principal witness." Charlie smiled and could not resist the temptation to
kiss his brother. "Let's continue: Margarita, Jim, have you come freely
without any objection of anyone obliging you to this act?"
"Yes, we have." They answered at unison.
"Do you love one another?" They stared into each other eyes,
pressed their hands, and very loudly said:
Yes, we do."
"James Martinez, from Spain, I am Fran‡oise Lambert, your
friend, acting as the older Judge: Do you accept Margarita Lambert, from
Normandy, as you wife as long as you live, caring your children, loving
them as we have been loved?"
"Yes, I do, with all my heart." Then Charlie said:
"Margarita Lambert, from Normandy, I am your brother Charles Peter
Lambert, acting as the younger Judge and special witness: do you accept
James Martinez from Spain, as your husband as long as you live, caring your
children, loving them as we have been loved by our mom?" This added word,
blurred the girl's beautiful eyes and hugged her little brother tightly
saying:
"Yes, I do with all my heart and soul." Then Francis said:
"Please Charlie, the rings:" Jim and Margarita looked at each other
astonished. Francis added: "Sorry they are silver ones, we had no more
money, I borrowed from Charlie that at the same time he borrowed from Uncle
Carl; we gave all of our savings for the Spanish children." Charlie
searched into his pocket and gave them the rings. "Now Margarita and Jim,
Jim and Margarita; once you have crossed your rings and promised eternal
love?" Then Charlie continued:
"We, as Judges and your brothers, we declare you wife and husband,
husband and wife for the rest of your lives. Moreover, we also accept the
compromise to look after you and your children even your grandchildren, if
it is necessary during our lives."
"The same we will with yours." The couple said at unison.
"Congratulations!!! You can kiss the bride, Jim." They kissed
gently in a long kiss. Then Francis kissed Jim and Margarita. Charlie
jumped on their arms and both kissed and hugged him many times. Those
moments were the expression of effusion and deep love. In that instant a
voice came from downstairs from their father:
"Boys and girl, let's have lunch; we are leaving in one hour after
we finish. Please get ready." They continued kissing and hugging for a few
minutes; nevertheless did not want their father to call them again. They
undressed and change into casual clothes. Charlie neatly folded his dress
and put it into his little suitcase to carry to US.
"I'll tell my dad this will be my dress for my first holy communion
next May." They had lunch and half an hour later boarded a taxi and the
house's large car driven by Bernard, their chauffeur. Margarita asked her
dad to share the taxi with him, she needed to talk to him; the boys and
uncle Carl travelled in the large car. When they were ready to depart,
Charlie ran into the house, and entering into the kitchen he jumped into
Mrs. Moir‚s arms to say goodbye. She kissed him as few tears appeared in
her old eyes.
"You couldn't resemble more to your mom, darling. When I see any of
you it presents your mother in front of me."
"Did you love her, Mom Moir‚s?"
"Yes son. I loved her very much; as I love you all three." She
hugged the little boy. "Now be a good boy, your brothers are waiting for
you."
"Goodbye, Mom Moir‚s."
"Goodbye, my little child." Charlie ran outside, jumping into the
large car's rear seat, between his brother and Jim; starting the two hours
drive to Paris Airport. Margarita sat near her dad in silence watching her
homeland as it was passing by. After fifteen minutes, she stared at her
father that tenderly was looking his loved daughter. She extended her arms
and hugged him. Without any inhibition; she sat on his lap and kissed
him. She had not had any problem during her short life of staying naked in
front of her father. Since their mother deserted them; he looked after his
children; bathed and snuggled them every night, even shared the brothers'
prays when they were little, always including their mother in them. She
separated from her father and looked at him. He was a middle aged man,
light brown hair that was blond when he was a child, elegantly and neatly
dressed. He was a real handsome man, she thought, it was not strange that
her mom fell in love with him in spite of knowing she would never be
corresponded.
"Dad, you are a very handsome man and I'm very proud of having you
as my father; I think I could not have any one better than you." The man
smiled and caressed his daughter's long yellow locks from her lovely face.
"Margarita, I'm even prouder than you of my three children, I only
hope that, when you have your own ones, they say you what I'm hearing now;
that's enough to fulfil all my expectations and compensate my efforts and
sacrifices. My only goal thru my whole life has been to make happy my
children and that will continue until I disappear.
"Thanks dad, we love you more than any other child could love their
parents." She hugged her dad again and remained for a few minutes with her
head on his chest; as she used to do when she was a little girl. Then she
separated from him and staring into his blue eyes she said: "Dad, I have
something serious to ask or explain you." He kept silence giving the girl
time to order her thoughts. "Dad you know I love Jim, so this has implied
many new things for me, especially? in sex." He glanced into his daughter's
eyes looking for a confirmation about what he had feared during the last
few days. "Dad, with the help of my brother, I have seduced Jim."
"Seduced, about what, Margarita?"
"Well? I asked him to consummate our love."
"You mean to have fully intercourse?"
"Yes. However, he bluntly refused when I proposed it the first
time. He said that it would have been wonderful and he was looking forward
for the day we marry to do it, but now he loved me too much to carry on
with my proposal; and besides that, he had given his word to you and will
never break it. I expressed many arguments but he rejected the idea, saying
that I was not an occasional girl for him and he expected me to be his
children's mom some day. When he said that, I could not insist as a bump
formed in my throat. He hugged me and we kissed with many tears. I love him
too much, dad, and I know he worships me; he is so honest..."
"Yes, he is a good boy; anyone in his circumstances wouldn't have
doubted a minute; that's the greatness of his soul, unfortunately there are
not many like him, probably his youth helps in this. But you said you
seduced him!"
"Yes. I requested Fran‡oise's help. He had a long talk with him;
I don't know what he said to him, but I suppose he exposed that life is
very short and an accident or something could end with our lives, as it
happened to my mother, and he believed you would approve it. In summary, he
reluctantly accepted. This morning we have celebrated our wedding where we
have promised eternal love to each other. It has been so beautiful and we
were so happy? Charlie and Fran‡oise acted as witnesses and Judges."
She smiled as she continued: "Charlie said that our first son will be his
godson and must be named Charles." The man hugged his daughter very tight
and said:
"I understand this boy. You haven't been very fair with him. He has
his principles, most of them based on the love he professes you; he
probably has thought he may lose you if he doesn't accept your proposal."
"Dad, he's sure of my love; when I realised what we have done, I
told him I will never break our love, even if he does not accept it. I was
in tear because I regretted my abuse to break his will." The girl started
sobbing. The man patted his daughter. "I, I, I want you to tell him that
you agree, otherwise I'll feel miserable; however I won't do that if you
don't want to, dad. I'll give him some excuses to postpone our project. I
know my heart would bleed, but I'm ready to accept it."
"Margarita, that's over now. Forget what you have done and look
ahead. You have matured too soon, especially in your heart; however, that
could imply some physical problems, do you realise that?"
"Yes dad. I had that in my mind, but he is as younger as I am, we
are proportionally equal. On the other hand, there are thousands of girls
every year raped or had intercourse with men without much problems; I don't
think we would have any."
"I know you have thought in everything; nevertheless I'll call
Dr. Janet in case you need him." Margarita looked at her dad with love.
"Dad, do you approve it?" He smiled to his daughter.
"Yes I do... but do you think I have any other alternative?" I
prefer you do it now with Jim, to whom I know and appreciate than later
with someone I don't know; in any case I'm a lucky man. He thought. Then
added: "Nevertheless, you must promise me to tell the truth if something
wrong happens." His daughter guessed his thoughts.
"Dad, I'll never do it with other person except with Jim." The man
grinned, he knew life was not as simple as his clever daughter thought,
however why not to give a chance to their young hearts? Perhaps he might be
wrong; why not they enjoy their lives, in fact he did with Carl since they
were 11 y/o.
"My daughter, life will teach you, though I'm betting for your
start as I did, but women are not the same as men. You and Jim must be
careful about pregnancy; now you are under treatment to adjust your
menstruation, so you don't need to care about. When I return we'll talk
about the future.
"Don't worry dad, we'll give you a grandchild in due course." They
hugged and she remained in his dad's lap until they were near reaching the
airport.
Chapter 30
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Charlie sat between Jim and Francis asking him for every detail regarding
the countryside and towns they were crossing; soon he was tired. As the
seat was large, he lay on his tummy resting his head and chest on his
brother lap, his crotch and upper legs on the seat and his legs on Jim's
lap. With his own feet, he got rid of his shoes. Francis started rubbing
his brother smooth right cheek, kissing him and enjoying the silky touch of
his curly blond hair; that was the only difference between the brothers,
Francis and Margarita had lank hair. Charlie loved being dressed in French
fashion, so he was wearing cotton short underwear, not boxers, white shirt,
woollen pullover, short trousers down to a few centimetres over his knees
and thick woollen socks; so his knees and back knees were exposed.
Jim was thinking about Margarita and he instinctively dragged the little
boy socks down to his ankles; he saw those rounded, smooth and beautiful
calves, starting to rub them up and down. The little boy felt it so good
that he spurred as a little kitten, closing his eyes. Jim continued
massaging the boy calves, and then back knees kissing them from time to
time. His hand slid under the boy trousers squeezing his thighs until he
reached his underwear. Jim found his little dick was hard inside his pants;
he felt embarrassed but the little boy was enjoying his touches, so he
continued. Due to car movements and the caresses he was receiving, Charlie'
weenie got hard; he slid his left hand under his belly, palm up, and
started thumping the seat; first slowly, but as his lust was rising he
increased the pace fucking his hand palm. Jim looked at Francis and both
smiled, so he continued stimulating the little boy rubbing his
legs. Engulfed in his pleasure the blond boy increased the pace of his
throbs to the seat; after 15 minutes he was mad fucking his hand, soon he
reached the point of not return; he was moaning and gasping, noises muffled
by the car roar. His little beautiful face was red as he reached his
orgasm; he stopped breathing and then he collapsed on the seat exhausted
with a smile on his face. A few minutes later, Jim dragged his socks up as
the little imp turned round facing his brother. Francis grinned at him.
"Was it good, brother?" He looked at him, extended his little arms
to both and kissed them. With slow voice that the driver could not hear, he
said:
"It has been very good; as good as when I fucked the girls at
home."
"Be careful no to do it when you are in US and someone is around."
"I hate them all, except my dad and grandpa." Francis then said:
"They are your family, too."
"Not that fucking bitch witch."
"Charlie!" Francis said reprimanding the little boy for the strong
words. "Where did you learn these words?"
"I'm sorry, brother." The boy apologised. "I know they are gross
words that I heard a boy saying in the park." Te little boy started
silently sobbing as he continued: "She is a real witch; I did not like her
right from the beginning; she hated mom and she hates me. When they
returned from their honeymoon, I was very happy to see my dad, I kissed him
many times, but then he said I should also kiss my new mother. I said she
was not my mom, she was his wife and I would not kiss her. She hated me
since that moment even more. Two years ago, while we were having breakfast,
she tried to offend Normans, I argued that Norman troops defeated English's
on 1066 in the Battle of Hastings; as she is an English descendant she
called me bastard and I, in return, called her fucking witch. She stroked
me on the face and I bled; I ran to the school and in the way I cleaned the
blood, however teachers asked me about my broken lip, I did not say she had
caused it, so they sent me to the school's infirmary; the MD said it wasn't
grave since it was inside, so he took note about it. When I finished the
school I went into my grandpa's home, my lower lip was inflamed. He was
very upset; he immediately phoned to the school, but they reported I came
already injured in the morning. He tried to get the truth from me but I
resisted. I cannot cheat him when he looks into my eyes; as he did so, I
told him what had happened in the morning. He was terrible upset, so he
phoned home and told the witch many gross words; I heard them from my
room. My dad came and called me, I started crying and told him I would
apology her if necessary, but I wouldn't return. He did not force me, I
returned to my room, but I left the door ajar to hear what they said. My
grandpa was very brave, he told dad that I will never return; as my dad
argued he was my father, my grandpa threatened him he would phone to
France. I don't know why, but my dad stammered saying it was okay. I have
never returned home and kiss the witch." Jim and Francis smiled.
"Charlie, I know why your dad didn't insist. I shouldn't tell you,
but you are my brother and we have not secrets. He opened wide his lovely
blue eyes.
"How could you know??"
"When you were born mom still was Mrs. Lambert, so she registered
you in US and in the French Consulate with that name, so you are also
registered in Cherbourg, not far from our home; that means you also are a
French citizen. She had planned to change it when she married your dad,
however she couldn't. Your dad loved you and he wanted you as his real son,
however, he had not any proof of him being your real father, that's called
'paternity'. Moreover, when we went to the Judge, our resemblance was so
evident that the Judge assumed we had the same father and mother. Your dad
insisted and papa Charles saw that he and your grandpa were suffering, so
they reached an agreement: you would stay with him, but during holidays we
would be together, once you have eighteen you should decide on your
status."
"What do you mean with status?"
"Well, it means your situation. When you reach that age, you must
decide whether you want to keep your current surname, a mixed one, or take
that of you dad's. Nevertheless, the Judge stressed and warned clearly,
that a mistreatment to you by himself or his future wife would
automatically mean your return to your own family, us." "
I did not know that. I could blackmail my dad, but I love him and I
would never do that, let alone to my grandpa; here the only problem is the
witch, and now it is solved."
"Yes, we love you, brother, but after all, they are also your
family and love you, too." The boy stood and hugged his brother very
tight. A few minutes later, they arrived to the airport international
terminal. After Charles checked in, they all went to the cafeteria and had
something to drink. Half an hour later, the loudspeakers announced their
flight departure. To say goodbye was very hard, with many tears in both
sides. Carl took the boy's hand and proceeded to the gate. Charles hugged
his son and his daughter; then hugged Jim and in a low voice he said:
"Jim, please, take care of her and be tender." Jim in that moment
did not realise what Charles was referring to, as he automatically said:
"Don't worry sir, I'll look after her." However as he separated
from the man he understood his words and deeply blushed embarrassed,
bending his head ashamed. "Sorry sir, I?I?" The man stared at him, and
raising his chin, he added:
"Don't worry, son. Do your best?" Without waiting Jim's answer, he
went into the accessing passage. All three went to the terrace and in a few
minutes they watched Charlie walking to the plane, waiving his little hand
to his family. The plane took off and they watched as it disappeared in the
skies. Jim took Margarita's and Francis' hands and, without pronouncing a
single word, boarded the car and all three returned home. Midway between,
they stopped for dinner, now more relaxed, starting to speak about the
school. They invited their driver and advised him he had to pick them up on
the 6th of January after lunch to transport them to their respective
schools. It was near 10:00 pm. when they arrived home.
They closed the main door and went upstairs. All three knew what was next,
so Francis said good nights and entered in his room; Margarita and Jim
proceeded to hers' and locked the door, then Jim unlocked it again and
said:
"Come to me darling, we have to do things properly." She joined Jim
outside the room, he kissed her on the lips passionately; suddenly he
lifted her in his strong arms and entered in the room, closing the door
with his leg; then he laid her on the bed. She was wearing that nice
Scottish skirt, he then said: "Turn over on your tummy; I want to enjoy
those lovely calves." She did quickly; he took her shoes and socks away and
started massaging her rounded childish flesh. As he advanced rubbing her
thighs, she moaned excited.
"Jim, I want to undress you." He stopped and stood in front of
her. She started undressing him, giving a kiss for every garment she took
off. He could not wait and at the same time, he started undressing her. He
took her blouse off and found her lovely little bra. He removed it
carefully, and when he saw those lovely little breasts pointing out to him,
he slowed down his head and took one in his mouth, starting gently
massaging the other one with his hand. At the same time, she opened his fly
and dragged down his trousers and underwear to his ankles; Jim stepped out
and now they watched each other naked, except Margarita still was keeping
her panties. He also removed them and laid her on the bed on her back. They
kissed tenderly during about five minutes, then, the passion overtook their
young bodies; their saliva mixing and tongues swirling inside their
mouths. Margarita felt Jim's cock on her wet pussy and moaned. They had not
made love since the previous night, so their young bodies now freely
rubbing against each other soon reached a lovely quick orgasm. They had
their legs crossed and Margarita felt the warmth of Jim's semen on her
belly. When they recovered their breaths, he looked into those beautiful
blue eyes and kissed them.
"I love you Margarita. I couldn't wait to start."
"Me too, my love." Before he could add anything, she tenderly added:
"I told dad all about our marriage, so you don't need to care about." He
looked again to her and kissed her freckles and then her red lips.
"Sorry mi little wife if I was rough with you, but all I wanted was
to be honest to everyone. Your family has been very truthful and good to
me, besides I love you too much to hurt you or them, so you placed me in a
difficult situation."
"That's what dad said." They kissed again. Jim's cock was very hard
and now he thought to put in practice what his dad had taught him. He
started licking and sucking her ear lobes; she moaned and contracted her
body when she felt his tongue, she could not help but to giggle with the
ticklish pleasure she felt. She reached Jim's cock and started exploring
him, rubbing his chest and back. Jim continued his job, now her neck and
chin. He raised her arms and put his tongue inside her armpits; she felt
the same sensation than with her ears; he then came down to her beautiful
little hard breasts. He put into his mouth her right nipple while he
kneaded softly her left one. She squirmed in delight moaning in pleasure;
Jim licked her tummy sucking all his previous semen. Margarita wanted badly
he continued to her pussy and as he guessed, he scooted down between her
legs; she instinctively spread them giving him a better access. Her hands
were caressing Jim's hair and she was murmuring, "I love you, I love you."
Jim had never sucked a pussy, let alone a clitoris; however he knew that
was a very sensitive part of her; he put his lips on the little hard almond
and sucked it with care. Margarita screamed with the enjoyment it
produced. Jim introduced his tongue inside her vagina and she yelled with
the pleasure that ran thru her young lovely body.
"Jim, Jim, please, please, fill me with your thing!" She was near
her orgasm, so Jim stopped sucking her vagina; instead he scooted up and
placed his dick at the entrance of her virgin premise. He pushed a little
and his dick went smoothly into her, however it found her untouched hymen
and Margarita moaned in pain when he tried to force it; he then continued
slowly fucking her, but taking care not to force it. He put again one of
her nipples into his mouth, as she became to quiver in delight; Jim thought
she was very close to her climax. He then pushed hard his cock into her; he
noticed how it advanced as she moaned again in pain. He retrieved again and
continued fucking her without passing the point. She was now moaning in
pleasure and gasping, the previous pain had subsided; Jim noticed
Margarita's body spasm and how it got rigid, raising her hips trying to
meet his dick; he then pushed again harder. She screamed, but he felt how
his cock went all the way inside her. The girl felt the sharp pain mixed
with great pleasure that overwhelmed her entire body as she reached the
peak of her orgasm. She placed her hands on Jim's back and her legs
gripping his butt pushing his cock into her. Jim retrieved a little and
went again inside her. He reached his climax and started spurting his small
load into his future wife.
He felt the lovely warmth of her cave, the softness and delight. As Jim
stopped fucking her, the pain disappeared being replaced by a wonderful
sensation of being filled with his soul. They were sweating and gasping;
Jim slid to his right side but with his dick inside her. He started kissing
her softly and tenderly on her face and especially on those freckles he
loved so much. She had a beautiful smile of happiness on her childish
face. He took her locks away and kissed her again.
"I love you Margarita. I love you very much." She giggled and
kissed him back.
"I know how tender and careful you have been. I expected more pain;
it has not been as many older girls told me in the school as they did it
the first time, probably due to their boys did not love them enough nor had
enough experience. I wonder if I have bled." Jim then kissed her again and
laid her on her back; they looked the towel she had put underneath and they
could observe only a little red spot. "Thanks my little husband." He looked
into her eyes and kissed her again.
"I had not experience, only what my dad told me, the rest has been
done by my love for you, darling. Now it is over and the time to really
enjoy it." He tenderly caressed her, but now passionately, his dick was
hard as a rock again. He scooted down to her feet and started sucking her
toes; she ignored the sexual excitement this action could produce. She felt
as an electricity discharge went thru her body to her pushy. When Jim
finished her feet, he continued to her calves. He raised her legs up to her
chest and licked her calves and back knee; he continued up her lovely legs
until he reached the crevice between her pussy and anus; he licked it to
meet her pussy. She was breathing heavily as he reached her pussy and
licked and sucked her juices. She moaned in pleasure near a new strong
orgasm; however, Jim wanted to last their moment as much as possible.
"Jim? please, please, fuck me, I can't wait." He was surprised to
hear that unusual word on her and he smiled, nevertheless he had recently
got rid of her virginity and he had to be careful; it was better giving her
pleasure and using the minimum as possible her vagina. They were much
closed to their respective climaxes. He raised himself and went inside her
to the hilt in a single thrust. What a wonderful sensation! What a tender
and lovely cave! He thought. He bent and their lips met, savouring her
juices still in his mouth. Their tongues met inside and she eagerly sucked
his as she felt his dick inside her. First slowly and increasing the pace
Jim started fucking her; she squirmed as she was receiving so much
pleasure; her head moving from one side to other on the pillow, moaning and
gasping. Jim increased the thrusts and now as his orgasm was reaching him,
he could not stop. He wanted to last that moment for a longer time, but he
could not control his animal part. He fucked his little wife hard and
desperately. Their bodies stopped breathing and hugged very, very tight;
he pushed down his crotch and she did the same up. She screamed so loudly
that he thought Francis had heard them. He went to his side, still gasping,
and started kissing her; their legs crossed and cuddled in a lovingly
embrace. After some minutes of relax, Margarita looked at her young
husband.
"I love you Jim, you will never realise how much I love you."
"I know mi little wife, because I do the same to you." They kissed
gently remaining in silence in the bliss of their sexual release; after few
minutes engulfed in their own thoughts, Margarita caressed Jim's hair and
said:
"I would like to have a baby with your eyes and hair. We are fed up
of so many blondes; I would prefer a child with black eyes and hair. Jim
kissed her gently.
"Nevertheless, in Spain on contrary, we like a lot blond people;
little Francis would pass easily for your brother, he is a beautiful 10 y/o
child; in fact my elder brother has three lovely children, he is very
fortunate. Nuria, his eldest daughter, now 12 y/o, is more or less like you
are; she's the prettiest girl in the farm and the most clever and
independent. I love her. She also has a few freckles on her nose."
"Is she blonde?"
"Not as much as you are. She has light brown hair, near blonde and
lovely blue yes, like you." Jim explained the complexity of his family and
the result, three years back, to know his elder brother. "Dad's preferences
are for Joan, he is so affectionate to him? He guessed dad was something of
his, even before his father told him; he used to run to him whenever he saw
dad in the farm.
"I would like to have a large family, Jim. I think I'll enjoy
knowing yours."
"I hope sometime you may have the opportunity to know all of
them. Fran‡oise knows my dad and he carried the best impression about
him." Staring into his love's eyes, he giggled and asked her: "How many
children would you like to have, my sweetheart?"
"Three is a lovely number, but I wouldn't mind to rise between
three and five."
"Are you serious? Children are lovely and they make me mad, but they
also cause problems, especially when they grow up."
"I know that. In fact; now we are causing problems to our families,
but life is like this. If we accept it, problems will minimise."
"Life sometimes can be very hard and cruel; I know it by my own
experience." He related her all their problems in the past and the help
from John's father."
"A good friend can be even better than a brother."
"You can bet for it." He added kissing her tenderly as he
continued: "Frankie and John are even more like brothers than friends. I
would say even more than that."
"What do you mean?"
"Yes, they are friends and lovers. Frankie is a pretty boy and John
has a crutch on him. On the other hand, Frankie deeply loves his friend;
he worships him. John is the kind of boy that doesn't look pretty, but
handsome. All girls want to be near him; you wouldn't be sad near him.
They are allowed to sleep over alternatively in his home and mine. They
also include in their sexual plays little Francis that is very close to
them. They were born in the same day with one hour difference."
"Does your family know about this relationship and with little
Francis?"
"Yes, both families know the facts; however they don't dare to
separate them. They are the cleverest boys in the school. Dad has carried
out some tests on them in order to apply for scholarship next May. Dad told
me he was amazed with the results; that means they will continue together
in a boarding school from next September. I don't think they know about
little Francis." Margarita felt how Jim's cock was getting harder as she
started moving her crotch. Jim moaned in pleasure, and taking her face
between his hands, he kissed her passionately.
"I want to lead our play this time. Don't touch yourself." She
smiled wickedly. She raised herself and Jim's cock reluctantly left the
wonderful and warm cave. More or less she repeated what Jim had made to her
before, until they reached that beautiful moment of their climaxes. Then
Margarita raised herself and dragged the bed covers on them; she slid to
her left side, their legs crossed, so Jim's dick remained inside her. A
minute later, they were hard asleep.
Jim woke up urged by his bladder pressure; it was near dawn. After peeing,
he contemplated his beautiful girl and could not help desiring her
again. His dick started to grow; he lay behind her taking care not to wake
her up, and then pushed his dick between her legs. Margarita near asleep
felt the pressure and instinctively raised her left leg, allowing Jim to
enter her from behind; he started fucking her delicious body, kissing her
back. A few minutes of ecstasies ended again in a common wonderful
orgasm. They continued sleeping as they were.
The stream of sunlight entering thru the white curtains awaked Margarita
up. She watched his loved and handsome boy. In spite of the boy's youth,
there was not a single gram of fat in his body; she could observe his
strong chest muscles formed by the school swimming exercises; but what she
loved more, were his long eyelashes now that his eyes were closed in a
peaceful sleep. She uncovered him to watch more carefully his dick. It was
not erected, however it remained pointing up to the ceiling; she dragged
down the foreskin a little, uncovering its purple head and the pee
slit. She introduced the tip of her tongue and noticed the salty flavour of
his juice still there. As Jim in his dream felt that lovely sensation, his
dick started to grow. Margarita loved that piece of boy flesh that had been
so tender to her; so she put it into her mouth and started sucking; she
near gagged herself trying to get it totally into her inexperienced mouth.
Jim woke up and looking into his lovingly little wife he dragged her to his
chest and kissed her tenderly; then he turned over on top of her and
entered her to the hilt. They moaned in pleasure until their young bodies
again reached their mutual orgasms in an explosion of love. They drifted to
sleep again cuddled as a single body and soul. They were awoken up by soft
knocks on the door. Francis entered carrying a large tray with covered
plates, a jug of coffee, another with milk, toasts and marmalade. He placed
it on the table as he smiled to the couple.
"I suppose you need to replace your energies. Come on it is 10:30,
you will have time enough for?" Jim and Margarita blushed but he approached
his sister and kissed her on the forehead. "Good morning, sister; good
morning brother." He hugged Jim tenderly and then he left the room thru
little Charlie room's door. Jim had noticed the tent on Francis' pyjama;
obviously, he had felt on his nostrils the smell of sex in that room. Jim
then said:
"I must give a tip to our beautiful waiter." He jumped from the bed
and walked to his room. Francis was entering when he felt Jim's embracing
him from behind; Jim started rubbing his back. He took off his pyjama upper
part as Jim yanked down his trouser and underwear. Jim was near erected, he
placed his dick on Francis butt crack, his left hand rubbing his friend's
chest, and his right one started masturbating Francis' dick. He needed only
a few strokes and Francis groaned in pleasure as he started spurting his
semen onto the carpet and in Jim's hand. When Jim left, Margarita thought
to have a shower; however she waited for her husband. She knew his brother
was in need and Jim was complying with their friendship.
When Jim returned they went to their bathroom to have a good shower; they
needed it after that night of sex. Jim set the water temperature and both
went under the showerhead. He could not resist the temptation of hugging
and kissing his Margarita when he saw her with her wet hair cascading over
her beautiful shoulders. Their mouths met and soon his dick was asking for
attention; but he thought better to leave for later on. They soaped and
rinsed each other, got dressed and went downstairs with Francis. She made a
telephone call and after finishing, she gladly approached her brother.
"I have good news for you, brother."
"What is it? She looked at his brother grinning:
"I have invited the twins for a sleepover here." Jim blushed but
Francis opened his eyes in disbelief. She then continued: "They are in the
village with their grandma." Now she looked at Jim that blushed. "However,
only one will come today. As good twins, the other will come tomorrow. They
have to attend their old grandma. I have promised them that we will go to
pick her up with our bikes, so get ready both of you." They looked each
other, Jim a little bit embarrassed. She took Jim by the arm, kissed him
and added: "Now my little husband, could you tell me what both of you did
to those poor girls that they have accepted immediately?"
"Poor?" He argued. "They can be anything, except that."
"I want you to tell me what?" He then got serious.
"My beautiful little wife, do you really want to know the truth?"
"Yes. And from now on, even if that hurts us, I think we should always say
the truth to each other."
"I do agree with you. Francis and I fucked those girls that night, both of
them."
"You are too rude, darling. You should take care of your words. Why
not saying you made love."
"Margarita, to make love you must love that person; if you prefer, I
could say intercourse, nevertheless the exact word is that. They were
occasional girls and we were occasional boys to satisfy our needs and their
needs.
They spent the rest of their holidays enjoying their short honeymoon and
Francis enjoying the twins; these loved their stallion, as they named
him. During those long nights, in the bliss after their lovemaking, the
near fourteen-year-old couple opened their young hearts to each other. Jim
explained his little wife how he grew loving his parents, and above all,
loving his younger brother. How he discovered he had a half brother and a
family. How his father looked after Tomas, who grew when his father was
young; how they enjoyed their mutual company, hiking and climbing mountains
and teaching him everything as he did to himself. Tomas told him how great
his dad had been; those moments he had envied him, because he did not see
his father young, as he would have liked. Also he told her about the bad
starving times, and the fight in the streets to survive. Margarita loved
those confidences and she told him about her loneliness and the love from
his father and Uncle Carl after their mother deserted them. However that
was compensated by her brother's love and later with Charlie's arrival into
their lives.
Notwithstanding, the day of departure came. After having, lunch boarded the
car and started their return to their schools. After some days of
enjoyment, those were sad moments; they had promised to each other their
love and not to betray it. When they arrived near Margarita's school
Francis ordered the driver to stop the car, he invited the man to a coffee
while the lovers said goodbye to each other. They drove the car curtains
and hugged; sobbed in silence and kissed.
"I love you, Margarita." She looked into those beautiful eyes and
then with her hands she wiped her boy's tears.
"I love you, my husband." They cleaned their tears. "I must go;
otherwise you'll be late in Orleans." They kissed softly as noticed Francis
and the driver were approaching. He understood the girl and boy feelings
and he was sorry for them. The car drove half a kilometre and stopped in
front of the school main gate. Surprisingly the twins were waiting for her;
one took the suitcase. Margarita kissed his brother and Jim on the cheek as
she said: "I love you, be strong, darling." Jim bent his head in order the
twins could not see his tears. One of the twins put her arm round
Margarita's shoulder and entered her into the school. The car resumed his
long journey to Orleans with the two sad boys in it.
Chapter 31
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When they arrived to the school, Jim found a letter from his parents on his
nightstand; they explained all about the money and what it had meant for
many people in need; especially after the terrible flu epidemic. John and
Frankie included a very long letter explaining him all about the clothes
and how beautiful all boys were, the girls envied them, except Nuria that
tore the page with Fran‡oise picture.
However sad weeks came in the school, especially for Jim who missed his
adorable little wife and the nights they spent together, making plans for
their future. Nevertheless, he was a disciplined person and knew he had to
respond to the confidence entrusted on him by Charles and Mr. Herman. Every
Sunday night, while Francis received a call from his dad, he also received
one from Margarita. She was a brave girl and encouraged him to face
reality. They could have some short holidays or weekend in Paris, but they
agreed it might have a boomerang effect; so discarded the idea and
concentrated on their works. Jim's qualifications even increased. He spent
many free hours in the School kitchen, helping and learning. When he was
there, between foods and saucepans all his sadness disappeared. They could
not but to appreciate the boy's strength and dedication; the Chef ended
loving Jim as the son he never had. Jim responded in the same way and came
very close to his boss.
However, Saturday afternoons were dedicated to the enjoyment with the
rascals Christian and Noah, as well as his old friends Patrick and Paul and
their pranks. Some times Raphael and Noel joined; so they had formed a
gang. Noah made them to laugh with his imitations and mockeries about
everybody, especially public persons.
The presidential elections took place just a week before Easter and the
current President was re-elected for another seven years, however with not
a very large margin. Easter came and everybody left the school for a
week. They went to Normandy and Jim and Margarita met. After greeting and
hugging everybody, she took his hand and dragged him to her room. When they
entered, for a few seconds looked into her boy's eyes and without any word
they kissed passionately. She dragged her young husband to the bed and in
seconds they were naked started making passionate love with tears of joy.
"I love you, my husband. I have missed you so, so much?! Jim could
not say anything he was kissing every part of his young wife. She guided
his hard cock into her and made passionate love; their orgasm arrived in
one minute; so they continued until a new climax hit their young
bodies. Now a little bit more relaxed, they started petting each other
tenderly. Those moments were their favourite time.
"You will never know how much I have missed you.
"I guess because I missed you, too." She then added: "We have
something to do, and we cannot forget my brother. Take a shower while I
make a phone call." Jim was to ask his girl, but he did not mind, he was
only interested on her and tonight and during the whole week would be
together." Margarita had arranged and invited the twins to spend
alternatively some days with them. One arrived during the evening to
console Francis. Needn't to say he applauded his sister's arrangements. The
twin apparently would sleep in Margarita's room, but during the night Jim
would get with his wife and the twin with Francis. So that was a memorable
Easter for the five of them. Besides, took the chance to celebrate their
fourteen birthday, though with a week in advance. Jim made a special dinner
and they danced with Uncle Carl at the piano.
They rode on the bikes thru the meadows until they reached the seaside;
they sat on a hilly dune overlooking the sea; Francis joined them while the
twin went to the town to replace her sister in the care of their
grandmother and in Francis' bed.
"Brother, I suppose you had a good time with the twins." Francis
smiled slyly.
"Yes; we have spent a lovely night; they are like professionals."
Margarita blushed as she pressed Jim's hand. He smiled.
"I miss Charlie. We are so accustomed to see him round here?" Jim
said.
"Yes, he is a wonderful boy?" Suddenly Francis' expression hardened
as he recalled what the little boy had said about his stepmother. "We must
do something for Charlie, even if necessary to threaten his father."
Margarita got sad.
"Yes, we must talk to dad. We cannot consent on those adults'
behaviour about our little brother. I'll talk to dad." Jim then said:
"Summer is round the corner; only three months, then he'll be here
and all together will go to Spain. I would suggest you not to take any
action to this respect, except telling your father. He must know what is
going on with Charlie; in any case he is responsible for the boy welfare
because he is his father." Margarita looked at his brother, then to Jim.
"I think you are right; three months is nothing. Do you agree
Fran‡oise?
Yes, I do; however, before we return to the school we'll talk to
dad. They did, explaining what the little boy had said to them. Margarita
and Francis were really upset and ready to talk to the American
authorities. Their father promised to take the initiative before the boy's
physical father.
Summer came and with it, the end of the school. Firstly they returned home
and from there Francis suggested going to Spain by train. Margarita argued:
"It is a long way and I hate trains. You and Jim can go together
with a light luggage, so you can enjoy the trip." Francis' eyes sparked.
"Don't you mind, sister?" She stared at his boy and answered:
"To be honest I would like Jim with me; however we'll have six
weeks in the sunny Spain to enjoy." Francis kissed his sister. Separately
they shipped the heavy luggage and a couple days later boarded the train in
Cherbourg. The two young boys enjoyed the trip. Jim eagerly wanted to
arrive after nine month without seeing his family.
Jim and Fran‡oise had announced their arrival day to the city main
station; as the train slowed down into the platform they saw the six boys
dressed in the new summer clothes that had been sent in Christmas from
Paris. Jim's heart jumped into his chest as he recognized Manuel and Louis
dressed the same, as twins. Besides the rest little Joan, John and Frankie,
his brother; and finally the beautiful Francis near his parents, Frank and
Margaret. All gathered there and as the train entered, they started waving
their hands as Jim's eyes blurred. The boys ran to the wagon as they
descended with a backpack on their hands.
They wouldn't have recognized each other if had seen alone in a
street. "All are so changed and grown? I suppose it happen the same to us."
Jim thought. He was much taller, a wide chest and long arms of a
teenager. His skin was very white compared with those boys; he had not
taken real sun in nine months. Fran‡oise descended behind him; he was as
tall as Jim was and with the same physical features. Jim with tears hugged
and kissed his mom; meantime Frank did the same with Fran‡oise since he
was the only one who knew him. Then Jim hugged and kissed his dad while
Margaret kissed Fran‡oise on the cheeks. Jim hugged his brother Frankie,
John and the beautiful Francis. Little Joan was near but a little bit shy
because he did not know what to do; he had not recognized his uncle; Jim
looked at him in the yes, kneeled, and opened his arms for him. Little Joan
jumped into his strong chest and Jim raised him; little Joan said:
"I did not recognize you, you are so changed?" He then kissed his
uncle on the lips saying: "I love you, Uncle Jim." Jim kissed him and
rubbed his back. Then he went to the twins that both at the same time
hugged him making a heap. Still with Joan in his arms, Jim said:
"Francis, let me introduce you the rest of my beautiful family." He
started from Frankie, but Fran‡oise stopped him, he looked to the other
boy near Frankie with nice tuft on his forehead and an open smile:
"You don't need it; you are John." The boy blushed being
recognized, he kissed him on the cheeks, and then, looking at the twins he
said: "Manuel and Louis, am I right." The twins grinned and kissed
him. Then he took little Joan from Frank arms and kissed the little star
that was feeling the centre of the scene. Then he looked to the young blond
with blue eyes that was near his grandpa: "You must be Francis." Little
Francis blushed as Fran‡oise continued: "Jim is right; you look much
alike of any boy in Normandy." He hugged the young boy tenderly. Jim then
said:
"My God! You boys are so changed, so tall, so beautiful?" His mom
then hugged again her son. Then little Francis said:
"Wait and see the rest in the farm, especially my sister Nuria."
Joan then said:
"Uncle Jim, she's so beautiful that boys in the school always tell
her she is very cool, but you know, she smiles everybody and thanks. She is
cool, I can tell you." Jim hugged his father's favourite grandson.
"I'm sure she is. She is very popular and not shy at all."
Jim placed his arms round his parents' shoulder and started talking about
the incidents on the journey and why they did not come by air. They picked
the luggage up and boarded the train to the village in platform five. The
wagon looked as a school party with so many well-dressed boys. A boy
entered in the wagon and after a minute, he approached Jim, they looked
each other into the eyes and then hugged very tight.
"Robert! Robert! My friend. You are so changed. How's your
grandmother?"
"The same you, I am fourteen. I can tell you wouldn't have
recognize you if I had not seen Frankie and your parents with you."
Grandma? Unfortunately she passed away during the flue epidemic."
Jim then introduced Fran‡oise to him, however as he did not speak
French, Fran‡oise said a few words in Spanish as he did with to the rest
of the boys. Jim clarified to Fran‡oise that, since he left for Orleans,
most of the boys and girls in the family started learning French with more
or less success; the best to speak it in the short time, was Nuria, and
even better since she tore out a page from the booklet sent within the
clothes package with Fran‡oise's picture. They stopped in the village at
Jim's home; except Jim and Fran‡oise, all the boys took their bikes and
flew to the farm. Jim and Fran‡oise arrived in their little car a couple
of hours later, dressed with the new clothes extracted from Jim's
parcel. That was a wonderful evening; all family round them together,
however the most emotional part was when Jim hugged his elder brother and
introduced him to Fran‡oise and to Nuria, his elder daughter.
Fran‡oise looked into her blue eyes, and watching her near blond long
plaits to her shoulders, he kissed her on the cheeks. They felt an
electrical shock thru their bodies and both blushed. As she told John
later, she did not expect so a handsome boy like Fran‡oise, so tall and
so muscular. Fran‡oise said more or less the same to Jim He said: "She
was very similar to an old picture of his mom when she was thirteen and was
in the orphanage. I fell in love and I knew she was the girl of my life."
Fran‡oise's father had bought a large villa near the seaside thru
Mr. Hermann, it was one of the best investments he ever did. The large
house was placed on top of a small sea cliff, surrounded by a pine trees
forest that reached to the sea. On the bottom, there was a small sandy
beach only accessible from the house, since there were large sharp boulders
on each side of the beach. Thousands years ago the sea had built a cave of
approximately ten metres high, twenty wide and about fifty depth. In the
old times the sea entered into the cavern, however, now only in case of
rough seas the waves entered into half of it; normally the maximum was the
entrance of the cave with high tide.
The previous owner had built a long stairs starting from a terrace in front
of the house to the beach. Charles also had bought a large portion of land
to the left and right sides of the house, duly fenced in order to keep
privacy. From the terrace in the back of the house, you could see: to the
right, the high mountains of a next cape, and to the left, after a couple
of kilometres, a large white sand beach and the small town. Looking to the
south you could only see the blue Mediterranean Sea waters and vessels
sailing on it. It was and still is a paradise. Today there are many villas
built near the house, but still this is the only one with direct access to
the beach.
A week later, after Fran‡oise and Jim's arrival, Charles, Charlie and
Margarita arrived. Frankie, his parents, Jim and Fran‡oise went to the
city's airport to receive them. After crossing customs and police
checkpoint and thru the glass wall, Margarita and Charlie saw the family in
the main hall. Margarita excited advised his dad:
"Dad, we have seen Fran‡oise and Jim outside. While you pick up
the luggage we'll meet them."
"Alright, I'll join you as soon as I collect all suitcases." Hand
in hand, Charlie and Margarita flew to where the family was waiting for
them. They ran; Margarita launched herself into her young husband arms
hugging and kissing him passionately on the lips without any inhibition, no
mattering whether their parents and public were there. Charlie jumped into
his brother arms with tears on his beautiful eyes. He kissed his little
brother and calmed him.
"I love you big bro. I was anxious to see you again." Margarita
blushed when she saw the adults and the handsome young boy looking at
her. Without waiting her being introduced, she hugged and kissed tenderly
Margaret, Jim's mother.
"I am very happy to know you Margaret; you are as beautiful as your
son told me." Then addressing to Frank she could see an old man but still
very handsome and strong. She hugged and kissed him on the cheeks. "Frank
you must feel very proud of having so lovely sons." While she was hugging
her future family Charlie separated from his brother:
"I suppose this boy is Frankie, am I right."
"You are right, Charlie." Frankie said, hugging and kissing the boy
on the cheeks, as it is traditional in France and in Spain. Margarita
touched Frankie on the shoulder, he turned around and Margarita kissed him
on the cheeks.
"Your brother did not lie when he told me you were the handsomest
of the family." Frankie deeply blushed. In that moment, Charles arrived
followed by a porter with the suitcases that he delivered to the
driver. After introducing each other, they went to the airport parking. As
they were walking, Margarita had his left arm round Jim's hip and was
talking to Margaret and Frank that was at her right side:
"Tell me, Margaret: What did you do to get so beautiful sons?"
Margaret grinned proudly and said:
"I did only two things:" She stared at her husband and continued:
"I chose a handsome husband and a lot of love. Mother Nature did the rest."
Margarita grinned and kissed on the cheek her future mother in law. Then
Charles said:
"Frank, I must take your elder son with me to the villa, otherwise
my daughter would kill me, unless she goes with you."
"I think you need to rest. I'll see you in my village this
afternoon. On the other hand, we must be prepared to share our son with
someone to whom he loves. It is Mother Nature's, Charles." Margarita then
said:
"Dad I want to know the rest of Jim's family. You can have a rest,
but as soon as I have a shower I want to go to the village and then to the
farm."
"Me, too." Charlie said." Fran‡oise ruffled his brother's curly
hair and argued:
"What about me?
"Alright. You can go, but I want you back before nightfall. I'll
see you tomorrow then, Frank."
Frankie and his parents went to their home and the rest to the villa. As
soon as Frankie got into his house, took his bike and flew to the farm
spreading the news. All, girls, boys and adults were near him listening how
he described Jim's girlfriend and her little brother.
"She is beautiful, however?" He stopped for some seconds and
glancing at Nuria, he continued: "Nuria is still more beautiful than
Margarita, at least for me." The young blonde blushed and proudly kissed
her younger uncle.
"Thanks Frankie, you are very polite." When will they come?"
"During the afternoon, I suppose; because now it is time for
lunch."
"In that case little brother, you stay here with us." Nuria's
father said. Then John argued:
"Rose, and what about me?" Nuria's mother hugged her youngest
brother saying:
"You are the prince of this house, little brother, and you know
that, don't you?"
After lunch and when the sun heat was lessening, a large car appeared at
the entry of the main gate and proceeded to the farmhouses. Fran‡oise
descended followed by a lovely blond girl a little bit shorter than Jim,
with gracious freckles under her eyes. Immediately, a lovely curly blond
haired boy of about 9 y/o and Jim came out from the car. All went to greet
Rose, Jim's elder brother's wife, mom of Nuria, little Francis and
Joan. Boys and girl ran out and John was the first to meet them. Margarita
looked at him and said:
"I suppose you are John."
"You are right. Welcome home Margarita." She kissed the boy then
hugged and kissed little Francis. Little Joan had already arrived and
looking at him she added: "You must be the most precious boy of the world:
Joan." Joan did not understand her because he could not speak French;
however he guessed what she was telling him. Margarita then said: "I'm
introducing you my little brother Charlie, he is almost nine. Jim
translated for her and then Joan said:
"The same as I am. Come on Charlie; I'll show you the farm."
Charlie clearly understood his new friend as a natural thing he answered in
a mix of Spanish and English:
"Please, but first I would like to know your mom." Everybody looked
at each other astonished, and then Francis asked:
"Charlie, where did you learn to speak Spanish?"
"Spanish? I don't know. I have many friends in the school from
Cuba, Mexico and Puerto Rico, and we always speak like this when we plays."
And as nothing, he took little Joan's hand and went into his house. Rose
saw the little couple coming followed by all the rest. She near kneeled in
order to be at the boys' level; then Joan said:
"Charlie, this is my mom. I love her a lot." The little boy looked
into the woman's eyes and politely he extended his little arm saying in his
Spanish:
"How do you do Mrs?" He did not know her surname. Nuria's mom loved
her children probably as any other mother; however, she had something that
any child immediately detected: love. None of her other sisters, even her
mother, had that quality. She, instead of taking the little boy's hand took
him in her arms and raised him, kissing his lovely cheeks and hair.
"You, my little prince, don't need to use any polite protocol with
me. Please treat me as you would do to your mom." Charlie blue eyes blurred
and hugged Rose Mary hard and started kissing her. She took him into the
house while the rest were astonished and continued the introduction of each
other. Rose Mary took Charlie to the sofa and sat him on his lap with Joan
on his back. "Please, my little prince, don't cry, that breaks my heart."
After a couple of minutes, she tenderly separated him, dried his tears and
kissed him again. Fran‡oise approached to Rose Mary and said:
"Rose Mary, our mother used to call us little prince or princess,
to Margarita." The older boy and girl were with a blur on their eyes
watching the little brother."
"I understand." Then looking at the little boy she said: "While you
are here, I'll be very proud if you call me mom, mom Rose or whatever you
like. We all love you Charlie."
"Do you love me?" The boy said in his innocent voice.
"Yes, I do. I love any child, but you are special, because you have
come from a far country.
"Then, can I call you mom?" Little Joan answered for her.
"Yes, you can; and since she is our mom we are brothers. Aren't we,
Fran‡oise?"
"Yes, you are." Charlie hugged Fran‡oise and Joan.
"Then brother, please show me the farm." He took little Joan's hand
and they ran outside to see the farm and be introduced to the rest of the
family. He immediately connected with everybody because he could speak
their language while Fran‡oise and Margarita needed Jim or someone as
interpreter.
End of part 5