Date: Tue, 4 Apr 2006 09:54:52 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Pablo's Story part 13

This is a homosexual fantasy and as such will contain unprotected sex, which,
in this day and age is unwise to say the least; but it is a fantasy. If it is
illegal for you to read such material, for any reason, please leave now.
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One Sunday evening after the final sex session of the weekend S. Lopez asked
the boys how they'd feel about being watched by some of his male friends when
they had sex together. Just the pair of them, not sucking him off as well, as
they had been doing for several weeks now, taking turns to suck his big knob
and thick 9 inch cock while the other would suck and squeeze his big hairy
balls. And when he came they'd both place their little mouths around the side of
his shaft and knob so that some of the cum would go straight into their mouths
to be swallowed with relish, while the rest would shoot into the air and land
back on their upturned faces; then they'd clean each others' faces with eager
tongues. S. Lopez added that, if they agreed, when they came it would be
better if they came on each others' faces or bodies, they could always lap the cum
up after the men had seen them shoot their young boycream. The boys only had
to think for a few seconds, they both agreed it sounded really sexy to have
men watching them while they were having sex with each other.
So every Friday and Saturday evening they would put on a show for some of S.
Lopez's friends in the library. The boys never knew who was watching because
S. Lopez had a screen of freestanding two-way mirrors erected, cutting the
library in half. The boys would go to their side of the screen while the men were
gathering and having a drink in the study. There was a single bed that was
slightly raised at the end furthest from the mirrors to afford the men a better
view. It was covered with a rubber sheet, a small table with Vaseline and
various sex-toys on it was placed next to it. The boys would sit on the bed
whispering and kissing and wait until the men came into the library. When the men
were settled S. Lopez would call to the boys to begin and they would slowly strip
each other as they kissed, until they were naked with their hard, precum
leaking little-boy cocks pointing to the ceiling. Then the sex would begin, the
oohs and aahs and words of encouragement and shouted instructions from the men
behind the mirrors spurring them both on. Both boys would cum 3 or 4 times each
night, and from the grunts and groans from behind the screen they knew some
of the men came too. They loved the idea of older men wanking off as they
watched the boys perform. Of course the first time they had been very nervous and
it took them a while to relax and enjoy each other's lithe young bodies, but
after that they looked forwards to the weekends with anticipation.
There would be lots of dildo action for both of them, and lots of sucking,
but whatever the combination they always finished with Elias facing the mirrors,
kneeling with his legs either side of Leonel. He would then lower his body
until he was fully  impaled on Leonel's cock. Elias would then ride himself
silly until his cock erupted drenching his heaving little belly and balls with his
boycream, which would trickle onto Leonel's balls. Then he'd lift himself
off Leonel's stiff cock, usually with a loud plop, and kneel above Leonel's
cock while Leonel would wank himself to climax shooting his boycream all over
Elias's pucker, arse crack, arse cheeks and balls. The boys would then lap up all
the boycum off each others' sweaty bodies. All the men left tips and S. Lopez
instructed his lawyer, S. Baptista, to open bank accounts for them both, and
he also paid them a monthly allowance into the accounts.
It was now getting close to Leonel's 13th  birthday, and Elias would be 14 a
few days later. S. Lopez came to the boys with another proposition, a couple
of his friends liked to secretly watch young boys undressing, pissing, bathing,
and going to bed nude then falling asleep on top of the bedclothes; so he'd
had an idea. There was a narrow passageway behind the far wall of the boys'
room, he proposed drilling several spy holes in the bedroom and bathroom walls
for the men to watch the boys through. S. Lopez would tell them when the men
would be coming to watch, it would be mid-week, and the boys were to go about
their business as if they didn't know that they were being watched. The men weren'
t bothered about seeing them have sex together so they could wait for the men
to go before they did; and there'd be more money for them. Did they think
they could do it? Leonel and Elias had a brief discussion and decided why not?
I interrupted Leonel's flow.
"Are the holes still there Leonel?"
"Yes my munecito." Leonel replied with a low chuckle. "Why?"
"Well, I've often felt someone was watching me, and I've heard noises from
behind the walls."
Leonel ruffled my hair and leaned forwards to kiss my cheek.
"It was me my baby, I've been watching you ever since you found the photos
and began experimenting with the toys. My mother cleaned your room and found a
cum stain so she told me you were able to cum and used to sneak me into the
house so that I could watch you."
"Consuela told you?" I exclaimed!
He chuckled again. "Yes baby, my mother, don't be so impatient it will all
become clear. I must say though it was a real turn on watching what you got up
to, and what you got up you! Now let me finish my story. You'd better get me
another beer, this is thirsty work. Have another coke too if you want."
As I got off his lap he playfully slapped my bum. My face was scarlet with
embarrassment as I fetched the drinks,  Leonel had been watching me wanking and
using toys since I was eleven and a bit. I'd been really dirty sometimes, then
I relaxed as I realised it didn't matter, if I had my way Leonel would be
learning first hand all about my boyhole very soon. I took the drinks back and
climbed back into Leonel's lap, manoeuvring his hard cock until it was nestled
between my arse cheeks, then I asked Leonel to continue with his history.
The first night the men came to watch the boys they were very self conscious
in the beginning, especially when they took a piss, but they slowly relaxed
and were eventually lying face down and nude on top of the bed pretending to go
to sleep, Leonel even sucked his thumb. When they heard the men leave they had
a long, lazy 69 and then drifted off to sleep entwined in each others arms.
The next morning S. Lopez told them the men had been really pleased, their only
disappointment was that they hadn't been able to see the boys pissing
properly and the boys had only taken short pisses.
The next time the voyeurs came the boys drank lots of water and stood well
back from the bowl to fully expose their cocks to the watching men as they took
long pisses. By the time they were in bed arms draped across each other they
had raging hard-ons and when the men left Elias turned onto his back and pulled
his legs up and apart. Leonel tongued his boyhole then tongue fucked it for a
couple of minutes, then he spit on his hand and coated his cock with saliva
and precum. Positioning his knob against Elias's winking pucker he plunged into
his tight boyhole until his balls hit Elias's arse cheeks and started to fuck
him, hard.  Within minutes Elias's cock erupted sending boycum flying
everywhere, at the same time Leonel shot his load of boycum deep inside Elias. With
careful manoeuvring they managed to lie face to face with Leonel's still hard
cock buried up Elias's hot boyhole, they embraced until they were both covered
in Elias's sticky boycum and drifted off to sleep.
They usually only had sex once a night mid-week, saving themselves for the
weekend sex shows. They were both expecting S. Lopez to ask if he could fuck
them because he loved licking their little-boy holes out and tongue and finger
fucking them on the weekday nights before they went to bed. But as soon as their
cocks were really stiff and the precum was flowing copiously he'd kiss them
goodnight and leave them to their own devices. They were undecided what to do
if he asked, but he never asked.
Things went on the same way until it was Leonel's 14th birthday. S. Lopez
threw a big party for Leonel and all the staff were allowed to attend and bring
their families. There was a magician and everything. The boys sat either side
of S. Lopez at the dining table and he let them both drink a lot of champagne,
so by the time they went to bed they were both quite drunk and they dropped
off to sleep without even having sex. When Leonel awoke Elias was missing and S.
Lopez was sat on the edge of the bed. He told Leonel that Elias was gone
forever and that Leonel would now be sleeping in his bed. Leonel was devastated
and burst into tears. S Lopez held him in his arms and tried to console him, but
he wriggled from his arms and ran to find his mother who was working in the
laundry-room. Throwing his arms around her he sobbed out the whole story.
Consuela comforted him then sat down and pulled him onto her lap. She soothed him
and when he eventually calmed down she explained that his father had once been
S Lopez's "little boy" too and that S. Lopez had brought him up like a son,
just as he was doing with Leonel. Then, when he was 23 he'd met her and they'd
fallen in love. S. Lopez, although heartbroken at losing his lover, had
bought them an apartment and paid for a big wedding. He'd also been generous when
Leonel's two year older twin sisters were born, as he'd been when Leonel was
born too.
Leonel's father had never been with another male she told him and S. Lopez
hadn't "fathered" another boy until Leonel's father was killed, when he'd
asked Consuela if he could take Leonel under his wing. She knew what he meant, but
she also knew that Leonel would receive a fine education and upbringing. She'
d also noticed little things in Leonel's behaviour from when he was very young
that led her to believe he was that way inclined, so she'd agreed, the only
provisos being that Leonel was to have a companion his own age, and that Leonel
was not to be hurt; her daughters would provide her with grandchildren even
if Leonel didn't. S. Lopez quickly agreed. Leonel was quite shocked at his
mother's revelations and he ran off into the garden.
Being very practical and intelligent as he calmed down he realised he had to
face up to life. He had a good standard of living and was receiving a good
education and he did enjoy male sex very much. He was quite fond of  S. Lopez for
treating him so well, so he resolved to sleep with S. Lopez, but as soon as
he was 21 he would leave and go looking for Elias.
So began the last phase of Leonel's life with S. Lopez. That very night S.
Lopez had fucked Leonel with his 9 inch long thick cock.. Leonel had taken the
cock easily, his boyhole had been well loosened over the previous year and
three-quarters and he had to admit it felt better inside his boyhole than Elias's
smaller cock had, but that was just a physical thing. His young body and cock
responded to the big cock buried in his boyhole, he came twice to S. Lopez's
once that first time; but he was emotionally saddened at the loss of Elias.
Many times when S. Lopez had finished fucking him and had gone to sleep Leonel
would cry softly before he drifted off. The weekend sessions finished and he was
left to his own devices on Saturday and Sunday nights because S. Lopez would
go out Saturday evenings, not returning until late Sunday nights when he would
climb into bed and fall promptly asleep. When Leonel asked him where he went
S. Lopez told him he visited a club in the city with the men who used to come
to the house to watch the boys perform. The club put on live sex shows
featuring men and boys. That intrigued Leonel and he stored the information in the
back of his mind. To supplement the loss of tips from the men S. Lopez increased
his allowance substantially.
Consuela felt a little guilty and tried to spend more time with him, which he
appreciated. She told him she'd had a vision of him as an older man living
with a young blonde haired boy, and that he'd be very happy.
I sat up and interrupted again.
"Did she mean me?"
"Well, I'm 34, and you're 16 and blonde; so what do you think?"
"She must have meant me! Does that mean I'm going to be living with you
Leonel?"
"No more questions baby, you'll understand if you let me finish."
I was really curious now and very excited at the thought of living with my
dream lover, but my mind was in a whirl. I was supposed to be going to B*****
for school and then England for university! So with great difficulty I kept my
mouth shut and snuggled back into Leonel and let him continue, his story was
very sexy, but still my cock remained soft.
When Leonel was 16 S. Lopez told him that he'd got a photographer friend who
would be visiting the house on weekends to take photos. The setting was to be
the library, so Leonel guessed sex would be involved. He knew I'd seen the
photos and told me that he'd grown to hate the way he was made to have sex with
all and sundry of S. Lopez's acquaintances. S. Lopez had aged considerably and
his mind wasn't what it was either, so some of the men took advantage and
sometimes the sex became quite rough and bazaar. So the day after his 21st
birthday he'd packed his bags, cleared out his substantial bank account and moved in
with a cousin who had a cafeteria by the docks.
S. Baptista was "friendly" with Consuela and had helped Leonel transfer his
money to another bank. He'd also agreed to tell S. Lopez that Leonel had asked
him about passage to the U.S.A. He knew what had been happening to Leonel
lately at the hands of S. Lopez's so called friends, and he didn't like it.
Leonel asked if he knew where Elias was, S. Baptista told him he'd been instructed
to close the existing account and open one in a branch of the same bank in
Texas. Leonel asked if he could check if they had an address for Elias. S.
Baptista telephoned immediately, only to inform Leonel that the account had been
closed the day Elias turned 21, the same as Leonel hade done. He never saw Elias
again.
When the inevitable hue and cry had died down, after all Leonel was over 21,
the lawyer helped arrange for Leonel to buy an old building, the one we were
now in. Leonel and his cousin had renovated the whole building; there was a
restaurant on the ground floor, a nightclub on the second and ample living
quarters on the third. It had taken all of Leonel's hard earned cash. The lawyer
arranged all the paperwork and necessary licences.
Remembering where S. Lopez and his friends used to go, it had been closed
down for breach of fire regulations, Leonel ran the club as an exclusive gentlemen
's club catering for homosexuals. From the first day the whole venture had
been a resounding success and Leonel was now a very wealthy man, with lots of
influential acquaintances. Consuela had been left a large sum of money by S.
Lopez to be held in trust until she died when it would go to charity if Leonel
didn't claim it; she was allowed the interest on it.
Leonel stopped talking and turned my face to his, and then he kissed me with
such tenderness I felt like crying. When he finally pulled away Leonel's face
was serious and when he spoke his voice was grave.
"Now for the difficult part. It can be arranged for you to come and live with
me here, and continue your education, but your family will have to be told
you have died."
"Died? I don't understand Leonel."
"Well, I'd been trying to work out how to get you to come and be my lover
when S. C*****,  the man who has just been elected Mayor?"
I nodded.
"He is an acquaintance of mine and has 2 brothers high up in the military, I
think he will eventually run for President. However he uses the "private"
room of the club. You see he likes to fuck young virgin boys, but can't let it
become public knowledge."
I was becoming intrigued.
"He knew he was going to win months ago and he wanted to celebrate his
victory by fucking the young virgin son of a foreign capitalista he's seen being
driven around town, you to be exact, but he couldn't let you return to your
parents. Do you see that?"
"Of course Leonel, it could ruin him." I hesitated, worried how Leonel would
react.
"But I'm afraid I'm not a virgin, and I suppose that means you won't want
me either?" I sobbed.
Leonel laughed and hugged me.
"I know all about your escapades, a lot of people use the club and tell me
things. I'm not a virgin either, is that a problem?"
I giggled and we kissed. Leonel continued.
"None of the boys I've provided for him were virgins either, but he thinks
they were. He came to see me a month ago and we worked out a plan. In exchange
for fucking you he will give me official papers saying that you are my son,
but because S. C***** thinks you are only about 12 or 13 your birth date will
have to be changed. I'll also have to do some cosmetic work on you, but you have
to agree first; I told S. C***** that I would interview you to see if I could
make use of you afterwards. If  I tell him you're not suitable I have
promised him another boy that he has seen and likes, he believes the boy is only 10,
but he has just turned 16. Until I found out you were going to be leaving for
good he was the boy I was planning to offer S. C***** anyway. "
"I'm confused Leonel, what's the plan?"
"The car you were travelling in has been crashed down a remote ravine near
the border. It has been set on fire and there will be 3 bodies found in the
wreckage."
I gasped, but Leonel was quick to reassure me.
"Don't worry, no one has been intentionally killed, dead bodies are
notoriously easy to find down by the docks and as soon as we worked out the plan we
quickly found 3 that matched you, Consuela and Juan, and we refrigerated them.
You won't be missed until you don't get to B***** by tomorrow afternoon. The
senior policeman where the car was crashed is indebted to S. C*****; as is the
police doctor who will identify the remains from your dental records."
I carefully considered what Leonel had told me. My family wouldn't miss me,
well Rose might a little bit. I loved South America and even though I'd only
just met him in the flesh I loved Leonel. But I knew I should find out what the
alternative was if I said no.
"What happens if I don't agree?"
"We will speed the process up, find the wreckage tomorrow morning and find
you wandering around in shock, you will have been thrown clear when the car
crashed and there will officially be only two bodies in the car."
I was relieved to hear that Leonel had worked out an "escape plan" for me,
that he wasn't going to force me against my will and I made up my mind.
"Of course I'll do it Leonel, I'd do anything to live with you. I've been
in love with your image for ages."
We embraced and kissed passionately. We broke apart and Leonel gently pushed
me up and stretched.
"Why can't I get hard Leonel?" I asked "You promised you'd tell me."
"There was a sleeping draught in the lemonade and a herbal mixture to stop
your cock erecting, it will have worn off by the morning. I want S. C***** to
think you're a frightened little boy who doesn't like being fucked, so you can'
t get hard. I use the mixture on all the boy's that I supply him with. It
makes him feel more powerful. Don't worry about him hurting you, his cock's not
that big. Now we'll have some food and then we can start to get you ready, he'
ll be here at ten o'clock.
End of part thirteen. If you have any constructive criticism, or anything you
wish to share with me, contact me at _INSILVA92@aol.com_
(mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)  Love Paul.
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