Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 13:08:41 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: the show must go on ..Final chapter ..chapter 10

This is a story of the imagination. It is not real. The writer has nothing
to do With the story except he wrote it. This is the last Chapter of The
show must go On. It contains sex between a man and a boy/s. Love can also
be found but you Will have to find and see it. I expect that most who read
this would like to have a similar experience but I doubt that would ever
happen.

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	This then is the final chapter...


					The show must go on.

					Final chapter 10


					If we could dance this dance
together,
					We would make a family,
					I wouldn't need a wife
					Coz you'd be my life
					Or is that to absurd.
					Just You And I



	Tears rolled down my face as I sat holding the letters getting
ready to put them in their bags. The couple had looked well enough to be
parents for the two boys who were in need of love and lots of it. I could
see the tears fall from my face and play a game of "Miss the envelope," As
I moved it backwards and forwards so as not to leave the stains tears do on
them. Mrs Stein came out of the court heading towards this man who was
crying. She was holding the last piece of the life he once had. "The judge
wants to see you in fifteen minutes." Maybe I will be allowed to still be
the boys' friends? I was almost a zombie when I walked back into court, bag
in each hand. I sat near the front of a now almost empty court. A few
officials and Mrs Stein were there. When the judge came back in I quickly
passed the bags to Mrs Stein saying who's was who.
	No official shouting this time just the judge concerned at my
absence from court. I explained with a lie saying I was feeling a bit hot
and faint so thought the best thing to do was get some fresh air. " Right
then we will continue. As you know the two boys cannot be placed into your
care. Well after hearing all the statements from the parties involved I
have decided to break the rules. Mr Master's (The First time my name has
ever been mentioned.) the court ruling is that you will become the legal
guardian of Paul and Peter. Better than that I believe we have heard enough
to deal with this matter fully now. Social Services, any objections? Good
well I will just sign this paper and the matter is closed. Mr Master's I
hope you will take up the schools offer to become a teacher. You have all
the qualifications that are needed. Usher please gets the boys." I was a
little bewildered. The boys came running to me shouting, "Dad we won." I
looked at the boys then the Judge. "In this family court today September
2nd 1998 the order is made as follows. Mr C Master's of Flaxton house is
granted under the Law 201, Granted clearance to adopt Paul age 13years old
and Peter aged 11 years old. From this moment they are to be known as Paul
Christopher Master's and Peter Christopher Masters. I looked at everyone
who was now smiling. The judge shouted, "There we are DAD now its
official. Case closed."  You better take your son's bags back then?" Mrs
Stein looked at me smiled hugged the boys' shook my hand and was gone. We
took a long look at the paper after we had left the court, looking at the
paper we saw " Mr C Master's, Master Paul C Master's and Master Peter C
Master's Residence; Flaxton House. Father and Sons dated today's date."
	We all took some time to get used to the fact that I now had two
sons but mainly I was a real Dad. It was dad this, Dad that. Both boys
waited for me to say, "Okay son's lets go home." As we left the court the
headmaster who said he would see me tomorrow to arrange for me to see the
drama classes in action congratulated me. He said they were desperate for
help. Well whom was I going to argue with?  I would be working even at the
same schools as my son's doing something that I enjoyed. The work had
introduced me to my first potential son so I was happy to help them if they
needed it. I took the slow trip home finding me in a restaurant
celebrating. I had a beer. The boys were happy and we spoke at great length
about how today would affect them. We sorted out pocket money, jobs they
had to do, things I had to do but mostly they wanted me to guarantee that I
would never leave them. It was a strange thing to know, but both boys had
read the letter I put in their bags. It did say that I may have to leave so
to call my pager, the number was there, if it was an emergency. I told them
I would never leave them. The best job I had ever done was what I did that
night. I unpacked all my son's clothing. I even placed nametags in their
school clothing showing the name Master's. I asked each boy to write a
letter to the school explaining what had happened today enclosing a copy of
the adoption certificate that the court had given us.
	Dear Sir/Madam,
		I Paul C Masters being of sound mind and body, even though
my new Dad would disagree, wish to inform you of the following
changes. Today I was adopted and from this time at school will be required
to be called Paul Christopher Master's and my age is 13. I have an adoption
letter from the court as clarification and the Headmaster Was at the court
to answers questions so he will know this to be true. My new Dad will be
seeing the Headmaster to find out about a possible Job.
     Yours Sincerely
     Paul C Master's I sang it as well being almost sure as to what it
said.
     Dear Sir/Madam
			I Peter C Master, being that I have a new name,
wish to tell you why. Yesterday my new Dad adopted me for real. My full
name and address is Peter Christopher Master's. I live at Flaxton House,
(across from the school) telephone number 09094713456. I have a brother
called Paul Master's he is at the same school and my Dad is Christopher
Master's. With this letter is one from the judge saying we, my brother and
I were adopted yesterday. From when I enter school today I wish to be known
by my new name. Thank you
		Yours Sincerely
		Peter C Master's
	I signed my life away again but then it was time for me to sit and
talk to my son's. I did manage to get them to pack things away I had taken
out this morning. I was left reading the form from the court. I had decided
to frame it, keeping it open for all to see. I could never have been as
happy as I was at that very moment.
	I sat both boys down. I told them to listen to what I had to say
then I would listen to them " listen my son's I want you to know that I am
so proud to be your Dad. Until this morning Dad was just a word but it's
real now. I have two of the most beautiful, sorry handsome boys anyone
could ever want. I love them with all my heart but I am worried. Since you
have been here we have done things together that never should have
happened. I am angry with myself because I have taken advantage of each of
you; we have been to bed together and have enjoyed fun in bed together. Sex
was part of our lives but that was because of what happened to you when you
were young. I would do anything for you and promise I would never hurt
you. Even if you did do something wrong we would find a way to sort it out
without getting angry and upset with one another. I do not believe we
should allow the loving we have to continue. I see you whenever I want and
you are with me always. That's all I have to say really."
	(Paul) "Dad I was the first one to be here. I never had love of any
kind. I had strange thoughts, always because I had done so many bad
things. When we were together those thoughts went because I never thought
what we did was wrong. I would never tell anyone because we have happiness
and I never want that to be taken away. Sex is fun but with it came love
like I had never known."
	(Peter) Oh Dad Paul showed me what love was on that very first
night I was here. You have been with me since then. I have loved it all the
time just as I love you. I have a family now so I hope things will never
change. I want you to bathe me, undress me wash me, please be my Dad. I
want to be loved in every way because the only thing I can remember that
engulfed me apart from your love was the flame that almost killed me. Dad
you brought us together so please don't ever stop loving me."
	I had to repeat to both boys just haw dangerous it was to continue
doing the things we had been, after all, what would happen if people got to
hear about it. Paul and Peter looked at each other and then looked at
me. They cleaned themselves up and drew the curtains. Although it was
almost bedtime we still had time to be together. The boys stood in front of
me and started to undress. Every move became slower and slower. I could see
fingers undo each button until their shirts were open. The cuffs followed
and they each took off the others shirt placing it in a pile for the
washing machine. They both sat down it were their slippers and socks that
were next. I was amused by the show that was going on. Paul lay on the
floor and Peter tried so hard to undo the button on the trousers. He found
the button fly easier to deal with. As the final button was opened Peter
rolled onto his back and awaited the attentions of his brother. Peter
hooked trousers undid very easily and the zip pulled down just as fast. I
had forgotten what both boys had put on for court today but I was beginning
to see every piece of it now. The boys stood in front of me, trousers
apart. I could see they both were just waiting for the right moment to
allow their trousers to fall. I could not help myself. I could feel the
love of my son's pulling me like a magnet. I reached to each one and with
no question of it being right or wrong they allowed me to slip the trousers
down their legs, lifting each foot in turn so that their trousers could be
fully removed. I managed to feel each foot in turn causing a shiver to
travel up the bodies of Paul and Peter. Sitting on the floor with one knee
raised so one foot rested on the ground sat both boys. White boxers on
each, it was so wonderful. I did not know how I had become so lucky. My
hands drifted between them stroking the thigh of boys. My fingers slipped
under the material until I could contact the soft skin that contained the
miniature globe waiting to burst forth into puberty. I had to get closer to
them now and I went to each one kissing them gently on the lips. I heard
the whispering voices say I love you Dad. Our lips touched, like feathers
dancing around until I could feel the start of erections beneath my
touch. I took both boys by their hands and escorted them to my room. I
slowly undressed in front of them until I was naked. I removed the white
boxers letting their nakedness shine fully under the light. I lay down
while both Paul and Peter sat either side of me. Paul had the start of thin
whispery hair above his penis and Peter had thicker hair either side of
his. My heart could feel the passion forming as I pulled each boy in turn
down onto me. I did not care that the other could see me insert a finger
into the small pink openings of each other's perfectly formed
bottom's. While my finger was inside, each brother took a chance to feel
one another. It was clearly a pleasurable experience for them both, I was
happy at seeing this. Our bodies inhaled and expanded with every touch
made. I did feel free like never before. My hands explored every inch of
skin ignoring the ridges made by the scars that both boys had. The strange
sounds we all made when the tips of our feather light touches began the
never-ending exploration. We each found the areas of pleasure our bodies
had. I was determined to locate and enhance these zones by increasing the
length of my touch. I was holding the erect penis of both boys now, gently
sliding the skin up and down allowing the small red head to pop out every
other time. A small amount of saliva on each thumb enabled me to touch the
heads without it causing too much pain or pleasure. This was the right
thing to do.
	Paul was happily trying to hold onto me by grasping my pubic
hair. Although he did like the hair I had, I was very pleased that he did
not have much; the smoothness was such a hypnotic sensation. My fingers and
hands wandered aimlessly feeling every minute piece of flesh recognising
the tremors as I found yet another piece of his body that enjoyed the
feeling of my touch. Peter was following his brother in most ways, but he
wanted my finger inside him. His bottom, no matter where, would become the
target, which went to the weapon instead of the other way around. I spent a
lot of time ensuring both boys were happy with what I was doing. When I was
sure that this was the case I decided to lay with them to rest for a
while. I was not surprised then when as if by re-paying my administrations
Paul and Peter took a leg each of mine and tried there best to give me the
feeling's I had given to them. At different speeds they manipulated the
flesh allowing each to have there turn on my erect member. It was with this
perfect timing that allowed their lips to came into contact with the
head. Licking and sucking I thought my penis would explode.
	I did try to understand what each boy was saying as they sucked
quite hard. The juice they managed to get from me coated the head quite
well. Both boys used their tongues to lick clean my penis. The glistening
head was wiped clean and neither boy objected to any juice that was left on
their lips. I did have the clear sensation that if they continued to lick
the sensitive head for much longer I would not only cover their tongues I
would also erupt with such force that their faces would be covered in the
seed which they would make me produce. Paul was eager to give me pleasure
but it was Peter who looked on learning all the tricks from his brother. It
was as if he was sitting a major exam because he concentrated as though his
life depended on it. I was watched when I turned the tables on Paul using
his penis like a lollypop. I was able to fully retract the skin on
Paul. Through the eye of his cock small amounts of fluid was able to escape
as I managed to get him excited. Slowly I moved the skin up and down just
as if I was in slow motion. My thumb and finger traced over the ridge of
Paul's penis causing a deliberate jump every time it was dome. I looked at
Peter watching every move I made getting excited after every one.
	There we were all three of us in the large bed fully engrossed in
each other. I went for a drink and two boys dressed in clean boxers
followed me. I was able to stroke the material causing a bulge almost
immediately. I wanted them both. I could have taken them there and then but
I took my time. I did slip their boxers down aiming to make love to them as
never before. I got up thinking about how I could justify making love to my
son's. It did dot take long before I was sucking upon Peter's cock. He was
moving and moaning after each intake of breath I made. I managed to tickle
the tip of the head of his cock with the pointed part of my tongue. I
sucked long and hard till Peter was shaking with expectation. When Peter
convulsed long and with great power I felt him climax. He ejaculated into
my mouth, the powerful jet almost made me sick because it hit the back of
my throat causing me to heave. All that worried me was what had happened
and if it was good. I kissed him while his final drips came from him. I had
a wet skin and a smile that proved that I had done enough to show him I
loved and cared enough, making his whole body shake with the pleasure I had
managed to give him.
	Peter was on the table resting after his lovemaking session. Paul
was getting into a position that would allow me to enter him. He would
manipulate my penis inside him forcing waves of pleasure to go through my
body. It was my turn to shudder as I climaxed and filled him up. Even after
I had finished Peter and I could not move while we watched as the bubbles
of sperm popped from the little pink hole. Finger tips played with the
sperm as it ran down the crack until is rest in a small patch on the table
in the kitchen. I rubbed Paul but slow not fast. I could feel the pulse
right through it so was not surprised when the sperm shot from Paul almost
all landing in his belly button. Peter licked it as I did until it was
clean and dry.
	So there you have it, the family had started off where we hoped it
would never end. I would become an expert in lovemaking. Paul and Peter
never asked me for passion I just gave it to them. Never once did they say
no also they managed to fulfil me each and every way. I explored every inch
of their bodies I managed to use their sperm for much more than it just
squirting. They fucked, sucked wanked well they did everything. I did the
same to them. I loved to make love while they had my favourite red boxers
or orange briefs on. I undressed them without any problem and we all took
turns in bathing together. I did meet the friends they made at school and
had fun with them. I was far from being in love with them as I was Paul and
Peter. We had some fun and yes I have seen there friends naked but that did
not worry anybody, our lives were a great success. I had 2 boys here who
through every part of my imagination I had the most wonderful life
with. Singularly or together we had the most rewarding lives. I did not
have sex all the time but we did on many occasions sleep together even if
it was not naked. I remember seeing them grow from 11and 13 to 14 and
16. Paul had collage but always came home for sex at the weekend. It did
happen though and we started to drift apart. Our love never stopped but the
sex side did. We still remained very close and I had 2 years with Peter
while his brother was away. The great times we had did not last and I
thanked them when it finished. After 15 years I got them together asking if
they remembered. It was something very clear in their mind. One weekend I
was able to explain to their children, yes children. 2 each 3 boys and 1
girl. I was granddad so I was after all someone who could be 6rusted. I had
a Girl. I had a boy, I then had teens, and I then had grandchildren. I
never got married just was very happy looking after my 2 boys and there
children. The boys' wives were very nice and they looked after my boys
also. But to end this story I was so happy to have found out that love of
any kind providing it was real even if it had been my boys. Was a story in
my life that I never wanted to forget?
	The boys learned one thing while we were together and that was how
to make love. They became the greatest lovers ever so as they grew older
they became more intense as time went on. Both boys never needed to say I
love you ever again because there actions said that and a whole lot more.


	Well there you have it the last chapter. If you have any comments
please let me know at shaksbeer@ureach.com

	I hope you have enjoyed it and please not all flames will be
extinguished.