Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2012 18:38:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys II

 That first night with Willie was fun, exciting, and much needed. The boys
hung around for a little while then headed back to the Ahn house, wherever
that was because I had no idea. It was getting on 5 in the afternoon so I
asked Willie what he'd like to do for dinner. He said that anything I
wanted to fix would be fine with him. Actually I didn't want to fix
anything, I wanted to go out. More importantly I wanted to take Willie out
somewhere. The biggest problem with that was his clothing. We wouldn't be
allowed into any half way decent restaurant with the boy looking like he
did. I made a decision right then and there that, along with their formal
education, I was also going expose the boys to some of the finer things in
life. To that end I intended to purchase at least one set of decent
clothing for them so when those times came that I wanted to take them
somewhere nice I'd be able to do so.

"How would you like to get a hamburger at White Castle then we'll get a
root beer at that new A&W restaurant." I wasn't necessarily a fan of that
type of fare but in a pinch it would do. Willie gave me a blank look then
said he didn't know anything about it. "Do you like hamburgers," I asked
him and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well then you're in for a treat," I said, draping an arm across his
shoulder, "Let's go." We went around the main house to the carriage house
where I unlocked the door and slid it open. Inside, I walked over to a 1932
Auburn V12 Boattail Speedster. Next to it sat Edgar's 1932 Duesenburg SJ La
Grande Dual Cowl Phaeton which seemed about twice as long as the
Auburn. Edgar always thought my little Speedster too racy. He'd been raised
in the lap of luxury so the larger 4 door automobiles were more his
style. He rode in the Auburn with me once and said never again. Sadly he
didn't get to drive the Duesenberg very much before he became ill.

The 2 door Speedster was a little beauty; cream color with bright red trim
and lots of chrome. She was quite fast for the day and I loved driving her
during the warm summer months with the top down. The Duesenburg was red
with a capital R. She was a beautiful car and Edgar had been quite pleased
with her when he test drove it.

"These are your automobiles Lucian?" Willie asked with a slight bit of awe
in his still high pitched voice.

"Indeed they are Willie," I answered him, "come on hop in." I climbed in
the driver's side and the boy got in the passengers side. I fired the car
up and backed out of its house then headed down the driveway. Willie was
looking all around like cat in a new room.

"I never rode in a car before Lucian," he said with a bit of excitement in
his voice. I thought to myself that he was going to experience a great many
firsts with me if I had anything to say about it. At the bottom of the
driveway I had Willie get out and open the gate, then close it after we
passed through. I wondered briefly about attaching a small electric motor
to it for more ease of use, especially in the colder months and made a
mental note to talk with Alby Matheson, an old guy I knew who was a genius
with electrics and machines.

I turned onto a main thoroughfare and headed East at a fair clip and was
soon into territory that Willie had never seen before. Once again, the
boy's head was practically swiveling on his neck as he tried to take in as
much as he could. He asked questions about buildings, about people he saw
on the street, about everything under the sun and I answered as best I
could. It took about 25 minutes to get to our destination, where I parked
the car and we went inside. I ordered a couple of hamburgers and an order
of fries for both of us, asking that they be wrapped to take out. Less than
10 minutes later we were back in the car and headed down the street to the
new A&W where I parked the car. We got out and went over to one of the
empty picnic tables where I had Willie wait while I got us a couple of
large frosty glasses of root beer and brought them back to the table. Not a
bad dinner for 25 cents.

Needless to say young Willie went crazy over all of it. "I swear to fuck
that I've never eaten food so good."

"I'm glad Willie and no more swearing," I told him gently. He asked why and
I explained that cursing was an excuse for not learning and using proper
English. If he was going to be a lawyer or any other educated man he'd have
to get in the habit now.

"Well what about when I'm ready to cum Lucian, or I'm getting a cock up my
butt?"

"I'd say that's an entirely different matter my young friend." We ate and
chatted and Willie told me a little bit about his life. His mother had been
a whore who didn't have a clue about who is father was. He'd mostly lived a
street life although his mother had insisted that he better himself so that
he didn't turn out to be like her. She had died when Willie was 8 but he'd
managed to get by until auntie Ahn found him and took him in a short time
later. Other boys had come and gone from auntie Ahn's house but Willie
understood the basic safety factor of actually having a home and trying to
go to school.  He would turn out to be a very bright boy.

I told him those were good choices and that if he'd let me, and if he'd
follow my directions then he had a very good chance of achieving the goals
that he'd set for himself. He looked me kind of funny then said,

"I actually believe you Lucian." I gave him a sardonic look and thanked him
for his confidence. We continued to eat and engage in idle chat and when we
finished we headed back to the house. The first thing we did was check on
the filling of the swimming pool. It would be mid morning the next day
before it was filled. Upstairs we went into the library and I asked him
some questions about his education, essentially testing his level. In that
short period of time I was able to ascertain that in some respects he was
age level knowledgeable while in others he was below that. I hoped the
others would be close to him in that respect but didn't set much faith for
that.

The clock in the library signaled half past the hour, which was 8 o'clock,
and I heard the large clock in the entry hall chime before the sound of the
one in the library fade away. I suggested that we stop for the day and head
upstairs to bed. I shut the lights off and Willie and I trudged upstairs to
the second floor to my room. As we moved through the house I shut off the
lights behind me. Willie commented that Auntie Ahns' house didn't have
electricity so the boys tended to go to bed early, which meant they were
also up fairly early, at least in the sunnier months. As we went along I
wondered if I would be having sex with the boy and wondering what that
might entail.

I my bathroom we washed our faces and hands then trooped back into the
bedroom where Willie slipped out of his clothing without a qualm then stood
by and watched as I did the same.

"I can't believe how big your dick is Lucian," he said as I slipped my
underwear off. I smiled and thanked him.

"I think yours is pretty special too and I'll bet that it grows into a
respectable size as well Willie," I told him and I swear that the boy
beamed at the praise. When he took his hands away from his groin I could
see that he was already beginning to rise and he couldn't help but see that
I noticed it.

"I guess I'm getting excited about sleeping with you Lucian," he said
without a hint of embarrassment.

"And why might that be Willie," I asked in voice that told him I wasn't
teasing, just asking.

"Well, I'm thinking about what we might do in bed," he said honestly and I
swear by all that's holy his cock rose fast enough that I could actually
see it moving. I walked up to him and draped an arm across his shoulder.

"Well then, I don't think we should keep it waiting, do you?" His answer
was a large grin and a nod of his pretty blond head. We went to the huge
bed and climbed in and because the heavy curtains tended to darken the room
even in daylight I left a small beside lamp on. "Is there anything in
particular that you'd like to do now that we're here?"  He seemed to give
that some thought.

"Yeah, maybe you could hold me for a minute." As I'd said earlier I didn't
think any of the boys had gotten much if any simple physical affection. We
moved up next to each other and I wrapped my free arm around him while he
did the same to me. I could easily feel his rock hard cock as it touched
mine, could feel the body heat emanating from him. I let my hand rub his
back, up and down, going into the small of his back then up the other side
onto the mound of his butt.

"I like being held Lucian," he whispered.

"We all do Willie, and holding you makes it all that much nicer," I
whispered back. Willie threw one leg up over mine then slid his arm over my
side and rubbed on me as I was rubbing on him.

"I'm so hard Lucian," whispered. "It feels like you are too."

"Yes. Is there something you'd like to do about that?" The boy didn't say
anything but gently moved back from me, gently pushed me onto my back then
slid down under the covers and a moment later I felt his mouth capture my
hardened cock and begin sucking it, not that he could get that much of me
in his young mouth. He gave it a go however and bobbed his head while his
free hand cupped and fondled my heavy sac of balls. My hand went
reflexively to his head and my fingers ruffled through his hair.

Willie didn't stay down there very long. I guessed that my large cock
caused his mouth to get sore fairly quickly, which he verified when he slid
back up along side of me. I asked him if he'd like me to do him and he
nodded his head vigorously but instead of sliding down I propped myself up
against the head board and had the boy straddle my chest. I ogled his rigid
young cock for a minute, slid his foreskin back and forth over the red,
swollen head, admired the beauty and symmetry of a young boys' cock, the
small patch of hair growing at the base of that glorious piece of human
machinery. My free hand rubbed up and down on his hip and his butt, then up
his side and onto his chest. His skin was soft yet firm, the wonderful skin
of a boy. I finally closed my mouth over his hard flesh and began to
suckle.

The fragrance of a growing boy emanated from his body, a fragrance that I
loved, a characteristic of boys that I loved. One hand reached beneath him
to cup and fondle his smooth hairless balls while the other continued to
rub him front, back and side. Above me I heard Willie moan softly.

"Fuck Lucian you suck cock better than any boy I know." I didn't bother to
thank him since that would have meant taking my mouth from his wonderful
teenage cock. I put both hands on his ass for a moment and encouraged the
boy to fuck my face. I wanted Willie to shoot off his sperm into my
mouth. I wanted to taste that sweet gooey nectar of the gods and I wanted
him to have the pleasure of cumming in my mouth. I felt the boy move then
the warmth of his hand as he found my cock and began stroking it.

"I think I can cum pretty soon Lucian," Willie said in a husky voice. I
moved one hand down between my legs and took over the stroking of my
cock. I wanted to cum along with the boy; feel my own cum ejecting from my
body as the warm sperm of a boy oozed into my mouth. Willie let go of my
cock and put both hands alongside my head and held it gently in place as
moved his boyhood pride and joy in and out of the warm container it was
in. It didn't too much longer before he groaned out.

"I'm cumming," was about all that he could say before I felt his cock
thicken against my lips and the warm liquid of his balls against my
tongue. I contracted and relaxed my groin muscle and a second later I too
was blessed with an orgasm. My free hand shot to the boys' ass and I pulled
him to me, bounced his sensitive cock head off the back of my throat. I
moaned loudly as my cock shot out at least 4 jets of cum, all of it landing
on Willie's back or his tender ass.

I put my fingers back on his cock and stroked it, milking out every last
drop of boy juice. I felt my own ejaculation move from shooting to oozing,
the liquid coming fairly rapidly and running down over my thumb to drop off
onto my belly.

"Oh fuck it tickles Lucian," Willie said, wiggling his slender little
butt. I stopped sucking but kept my mouth on his cock and Willie didn't
seem to mind so stayed there, both of us enjoying the feel of the body
contact. I slowed my stroke but continue to work at milking my dick much as
I had milked the boy.

We finally separated, Willie saying, "You shot all over my back and my ass
Lucian." He wasn't complaining or criticizing but simply making a point.

"I know, I apologize."

"Oh it's okay Lucian, I don't mind getting spermed on. Sometimes I kind of
like it," he responded. I found that very interesting. Willie got off the
bed and I followed him, found a piece of discarded laundry and quickly
wiped his back and his butt. As usual there was a fair amount of goo. I
then cleaned myself up and we climbed back into bed, Willie yawning largely
as we snuggled down under the covers.

"You've had a busy day," I commented to the boy and he nodded his head, his
eyes now drooping slightly.

"Yeah. It's been real fun too Lucian. I really like being around you; all
of us boys do. I was very pleased to hear that. What had started off on the
wrong foot, at least in my mind, had turned into something very
positive. Not only would it provide me with plenty of sexual contact it
would give me purpose. Since Edgar's death I hadn't felt like I had much
purpose. Oh sure, I had the house and that wasn't a small project. I could
have gone back to teaching but that hadn't been appealing. No, having the
boys around, being able to teach them and possibly turn them into fine
young adults would be a wonderful challenge, and one with some very
tangible benefits. In addition to all of that, I knew that I'd never have
children and perhaps in all of this I'd find a boy, not unlike myself, to
leave the fortune that I'd inherited to. Willie had snuggled up to, and was
gently holding me.

"I think I want you to fuck me Lucian. Not tonight but some time. All of
the boys want to do it with you," he revealed. I asked if even Mathias felt
that way. Willie's response was, "Especially Mathias. That little boy loves
getting fucked Lucian. When he spends the night you better not plan on
getting any sleep." The boy yawned again.

"Speaking of sleep, you better get some," I said gently and kissed the top
of his head.  It didn't take long before his breathing even out and I lay
there half awake holding him lightly. It had been a long while since I'd
fallen asleep holding a boy and the feeling was extremely comforting. It
had been awhile since I'd had that feeling as well.

I woke as the morning light began streaming in through the crack in the
curtains so gently disentangled from the sleeping boy who moaned and turned
to the other side and snuggled in with his pillow. I got up, opened the
curtains slightly then headed to the bathroom to take care of my piss hard
on. Once that was done I put on my robe and went downstairs to put coffee
on as the grandfather clock in the main hallway struck 6 o'clock. Once the
pot was on the stove I rummaged around the kitchen trying to plan a lunch
for the boys that day then wandered downstairs to see how the pool was
coming along. I saw that it was going to be filled sooner than I had
anticipated.

Back in the kitchen I pulled some bacon and eggs out of the refrigerator
then poured a cup of coffee and sat on a bench outside the kitchen door to
savor the early morning. Willie found me there as I was starting on my
second cup. He didn't have a stitch of clothing on and his hair was all
akimbo from sleep.

"Can I have some coffee Lucian?" I told him where the cups were and a
moment later he parked his naked butt on the bench next to me and asked
what we were going to do for the day. I outlined a basic plan that started
with a shower, then breakfast and basic housekeeping until the rest of the
Ahn Boys showed up. Willie wanted to know why I took a shower so I gave him
a brief lecture on hygiene adding,

"I don't want to put my mouth in your fundament without it being thoroughly
cleaned." Of course he didn't know what a fundament was so I explained it
to him and got a big grin.

"I like it when one of the boys licks me there. It feels so good," the boy
explained. I asked if he liked doing it to other boys and he nodded his
head.

"Well, perhaps I can treat you to that after we've showered," I told him
and that earned me an even bigger grin. He asked if that would be before or
after having something to eat. I responded with the notion that it was his
choice.

"I am kind of hungry," he said. I got up and went into the kitchen and
proceeded to get a frying pan going with a rasher of bacon then went about
pulling eggs from the fridge and bread from the metal bread box close to
the toaster. Willie had followed me back into the house and poured a second
cup of coffee then stood by watching.

"You sure got a lot of interesting electrics Lucian."

"Speaking of which, you should bring your clothes down so I can wash them
Willie." He gave me a quizzical look. "Your clothes, they need washing
desperately." The boy commented that he'd just washed them the day before
in the pond outside. "Which is another good reason to put them in the
washer," I said. Would you please go upstairs and bring them down along
with the small basket just outside my bathroom."

Thirty minutes later we were fed, the clothes were in the new dryer,
another contraption that my lover had purchased before he died. Edgar was
very intent on getting the newest gadgets as soon as they became
available. From the time I was little he had told me I would see the most
amazing inventions, things that would make life easier, things that even in
my wildest dreams I couldn't have imagined. Considering that I would live
into my 90's, he had been quite right.

Upstairs I herded naked boy into the shower room and treated him to one of
my deluxe cleansing experiences. The boy was purring with pleasure almost
from the first touch and hard as a rock by the 15th touch. I explored his
hole with soapy fingers, running them back and forth across the puckered
muscle, fondling his slippery balls from behind and getting plenty of moans
in the process.

"Fuck Lucian you know so much stuff to make a boy hard," he said after I
rinsed him off. We got out of the shower and went to my bed where Willie
flopped down on his back and gently fondled his boy parts. When I climbed
on behind him I told him to roll onto his belly, which he did. I admired
the boys' ass for a moment, reveling in the sight of the delicious pale
mounds that rose up from the small of his back. One leg was pulled up so I
could see his hairless sac of balls as they rested on the bed sheet in a
puddle of skin.

"Gads you have a great ass Willie," I said in a stage voice. He asked if I
was going to lick it and my answer was to pry the cheeks open, revealing
the puckered muscle of his most secret spot. I leaned down without
hesitation and began licking at it, probing the muscle and the hole with my
tongue. As I worshipped the temple of Priapus I looked to the future and
thought about shoving 9 inches of rock hard man cock into that tight little
hole. I hadn't fucked a boy for at least 5 months and my python was
desperately hankering to feed and breed. And then the sound of my front
doorbell went off, the cathedral sound echoing off the walls of the
foyer. Well fuck.

I got off the bed, went into my closet and pulled slacks on over my raging
cock and threw a t-shirt on to cover the rest of my body. I heard Willie
ask what was going on and I told him I didn't know. I went down the stairs
in my bare feet and opened the door as the sounds of the second ringing
slowly faded.

"Mr. McNaughton," the man standing at my entryway asked. I nodded my head
and he went on to say that he and his crew were there to work on the window
casings. I'd forgotten that I had contracted to have the wood around some
of the windows on the north side of the house replaced due to mold. I
nodded my head and walked out onto the driveway and pointed in the
direction of the windows although I didn't need to since he'd been at the
house a few days before to inspect what needed to be done. I went back
inside and as I started back up the stairs I heard Mathias calling out from
the kitchen.

"Lucian, Willie," we're here," the word here being drawn out slightly. I
sighed, acutely aware that getting my friend off wasn't going to happen. I
wandered into the kitchen and saw the little tyke standing just inside the
door. He gave me a huge grin.

"Where's Willie," he asked then realized I wasn't properly dressed and gave
me a leer. "You guys are playing sexy ain't you?"

"The word is "isn't," and that isn't any of your business nosey boy. You
boys wait outside while I finish dressing. I went into the room where the
washer and dryer were and pulled the door open. Willie's clothes were damp
but serviceable so I pulled them out and went back upstairs to find the boy
lying where I'd left him, gently playing with his still hard cock. I
explained that the rest of the boys were there and that he should get
dressed. He gave me a faux look of disappointment but got up and started to
put his clothes on.

"They're still wet Lucian." I told him I knew that but he couldn't go naked
because of the workmen. I explained that I could find him a pair of
knickers that Edgar had worn as a boy, my late partner's entire childhood
wardrobe still stored in the room he used as a child. Willie shook his head
and proceeded to dress while I changed into more casual clothing before we
headed downstairs to greet the rest of the crew.

We went through the day without anything of note. I started testing the
boys after first feeding them scrambled eggs and toast with lots of jam. I
checked the pool about 10am and found it full enough to shut off the
water. Of course the boys wanted to swim immediately but I herded them back
upstairs. I stopped doing the testing about noon, having a general idea of
what was going to be needed for them. I fed them lunch after which they
wanted to go swimming, informed them of the hour rule and herded them
outside to begin working. I checked on the window guys, saw that they were
doing fine then went back around the house to the boys. We made some good
progress getting the excess dead stuff picked up and stacked to the side
and getting some of the gardens weeded. Amazingly enough the boys didn't
complain and their back and forth chatter was light. Of course Mathias
wanted to know if Willie had played sexy with me and the older boy
responded with,

"Of course, wouldn't you," to which Mathias said,

"I plan on it." The workmen knocked off about 4 so I took the boys
downstairs to swim. They wasted no time stripping down and diving in,
declaring that is was so much warmer and nicer than the garden
pool. Amazingly enough nobody got hard and none of the boys suggested
playing around. Back upstairs an hour later Tobias asked if I had anything
to eat. I suggested that they would be going home soon and would probably
eat there. A downcast look from all them indicated something different and
finally Willie explained.

"Auntie Ahn doesn't have much money Lucian and on top of that she is a
shitty cook. Honestly, we've eaten better here in the last 2 days than we
have in a long time." My heart went out to them but I didn't have anything
in the house that was easily prepared for that many mouths and I wasn't
particularly enamored with the notion of running to the local market,
buying food for dinner then coming back and preparing it. The only solution
appeared to be taking them all out for dinner which meant I'd have to take
the Duesenberg which meant risking getting its interior smudged up. Except
for Willie's clothes the boys' clothes weren't exactly pristine, in fact,
far from it. I elected to grab a couple of bed sheets to cover the seats
and after getting the interior completely protected, along with
instructions not to touch anything, I piled them in the Duesey and headed
back to White Castle.

The boys were wildly excited and chattered like chipmunks during the entire
journey. I spent most of the drive considering some options to resolve the
issue of feeding the boys on a twice daily basis and doing it myself wasn't
an option; paying for it yes, actually doing it, no. I elected to simplify
the process, staying at White Castle for the entire meal which seemed to
greatly satisfy all of the boys including Willie. As dinner was winding
down the boys, excluding Willie, played rock scissors paper and Tobias won
the round, much to Mathias' vocal disappointment. It wasn't all that
important to me although I was looking forward to stuffing the little boys'
tender young hole with my cock.

On the drive back to the house all of the boys thanked me over and over for
treating them to dinner, the best they ever had by all accounts. During the
drive I informed them that I was also planning on taking them shopping at
some point for new clothes which left them almost ecstatic with joy. None
of them could ever remember having brand new clothes. Back at home I went
in the front door and Tobias said that he was going to say goodbye to the
boys and come in the house in a moment. I told him that was fine and he
could meet me in the library, our ersatz classroom. Imagine my surprise
when I heard him enter the large room and I looked up to see Mathias
standing there.

"I hope you don't mine Lucian but I asked Tobias to trade with me." His
head was hanging slightly as if he were embarrassed but I ignored it and
told him as long as it was a fair agreement then that was between
them. "It's just that..." he started to explain but I held my hand up.

"There is no need to explain yourself Mathias. If it's worked out then it's
fine with me." He nodded his head. "What would you like to do now?" He gave
that some thought.

"We could go to bed." It was not quite 6:30 in the evening, a fact that I
pointed out to him. He gave me a look that I would soon recognize on him
and said, "I wasn't planning on going to sleep." I raised an eyebrow then
nodded my head.

"Well then let's go upstairs." I said and that is what we did. I wasn't
about to trust the swimming pool to have thoroughly cleansed him so treated
the youngster to his first shower. Of course the boy was already hard as
rock when he took his clothes off. I am not inclined to go into a great
deal of detail or a blow by blow-one should pardon the expression-of my
evening with Mathias. We did all of the usual things. The big difference
however was the enthusiasm the youngling showed and the eagerness with
which he approached sex. Clearly Mathias loved sex. He loved sucking my
cock and rubbing it gently across his smooth face. He loved having his face
in my crotch, kissing, licking and nuzzling everything.

We did a 69 with him above me but actually lying on my chest, pressing his
rock hard little boner against me. I had his cheeks peeled open and dove
into his hole with my mouth and tongue as if it were my last meal. I licked
down onto the underside of his smooth balls then back up to his hole. The
boy moaned loudly at almost everything I did to him. Mathias licked my hole
with the same energy that I had done to him, clearly unafraid of the
connotations that most boys his age would of that body part.

Mathias insisted that I fuck him on the first go around. "I want to feel
your big cock shoved up my butt Lucian," he said in a voice deepened by
lust. The expression on his cute little face reminded me of a man who
needed his medicine or some such thing. His expression told me that getting
fucked was the most important need in his life right at that moment and who
was I to deny any boy what he felt he needed.

I retrieved my prescription of KY jelly from the bathroom. At that time the
product was used only by doctors. I finger fucked the boy for less than a
minute before he was demanding that I fuck him.  I had fucked plenty of
boys in my life but I believe that Mathias took the record for the
youngest. Under most circumstances I would have had reservations about
fucking a 7 year old but this boy had made it clear from the very beginning
that getting fucked was his goal and by god he would get fucked.

Mathias was on the bed with his legs pulled back so that his knees were
even with his ears. His puckered little hole, still shiny from the KY jelly
was fully opened up for me. I slathered my cock and got into position, my
swollen cock head fully exposed. I touched it to the boy them pushed and
pushed harder and in a flash my flesh slipped inside of his body.

"Oohhh," he moaned loudly and I stopped, allowing his muscle to relax and
adjust to being spread open farther than it ever had before. "No Lucian,
don't stop; push it all the way in." I stared in wonder at him, his eyes
closed and an almost beatific expression on his smooth young face. I put my
hands on the underside of his thighs to brace myself and slowly inserted
all 9 inches of rock hard man cock into his little boy pussy until there
was nothing left to give. An asshole is an asshole but still, the boy was
tighter than anything I'd had my dick stuck in for a great long time. I
reveled in the feeling of his muscle gripping my cock and the warmth of his
bowels.

"Fuck Lucian," Mathias whispered, "your dick almost split my hole open but
it's all the way in, isn't it?" I told him it was. "It feels good Lucian,
it fills me up good." I started the process of loving the boy, pulling
about half way out of him before sliding back inside. It only took a moment
to get a slow steady rhythm going, one that wouldn't get to me the cumming
stage real fast. I wanted to savor the boy, wanted to make it last, even
though I knew that he most likely would have me fuck him all night long if
I wanted to. I wanted to impress him; I wanted Mathias to remember this
episode for years to come.

The boys' facial expression changed in the same manner that a dope addicts'
changes when he gets his fix. His face relaxed, his mouth dropped open
slightly and an even slighter smile acted like it wanted to show itself but
was hesitant. I'd never really seen anything like it.

I slipped my arms under his legs and placed my hands on the bed alongside
him and picked up speed. I started pulling out farther then plunging back
inside of him causing my balls to whack against his butt. Mathias opened
his eyes and smiled softly then put his hands on my upper arms.

"I love this so much Lucian," he said, "I love you so much for it." His
breathing started to come more rapidly and as I drove into him harder, he
grunted in response. I began moving my own ass from side to side, entering
him from a slightly different angle and creating different feelings for the
both of us.

"Make me tingle Lucian, make me cum. I need to cum bad Lucian." He wasn't
whining but close to it, a testament to the level of heat the boy was in. I
wanted to cum as well, to flood his bowels with warm sperm, to breed the
boy, fruitless though that notion was.

"Oh yes, oh yes Lucian, like that, fuck me like that," he panted and then
all of a sudden he screamed like a little girl and his body started
vibrating. I felt his asshole grip my cock as his body began to spasm from
his orgasm. I grunted loudly and a moment later was pumping cum into him. I
continued to drive into the boy, causing him to continue grunting with each
powerful thrust and eventually my orgasm subsided. I slowed down but kept
on moving against him, wanting to make things last as long as possible. I
finally stopped but stayed inside of Mathias, knowing from my own
experience the feel of fulfillment of having a large cock embedded in my
ass.

 Mathias asked if I could pull him up into a sitting position on my lap,
which was imminently doable, so after a little gymnastics we accomplished
the task and he was sitting on my lap with 9 inches of cock shoved up his
butt to help hold him in place. Mathias tossed his arm around my neck and
began kissing all over my face while thanking me for such a great fuck. The
boy wiggled his narrow little butt the entire time which pretty much
prevented my dick from losing any of its rigidity and prompted the
youngling to want to go to round 2; which we did.

Mathias began working his little butt to and fro and side to side in
addition to the normal up and down movement. His arms had remained draped
over my shoulders and my hands rested on his hips for most of the
time. Sometimes they moved down under his butt to cup each cheek, to help
pull them apart and allow my fingers and his to move in close and explore
the connection to feel my rigid cock moving in and out of his body. I also
had easy access to hard little cocklet and paid plenty of attention to it,
sliding the foreskin back and forth over the swollen, red tinged head.

Mathias moved up into a fog of hotness very quickly and rode that peak for
a much longer time. I could feel his body vibrate when the intense feelings
would surge through his compact little body and then he'd relax a little as
the surge waned only to vibrate again when they surged. All the while a
slight smile remained on his cute smooth face and occasionally he brought
his face to mine for a kiss. I would have thought that his legs would have
tired or that he would have lost interest in general and would ask me to
finish him off but Mathias didn't do either of those things. He kept on
grinding against me until we both peaked in a loud and frenzied
orgasm. Afterwards we held tightly to each other, Mathias' head resting on
my shoulder. Besides being the youngest boy I'd ever fucked, he was the
smallest, a compact cuddling bundle of boy that fit perfectly in my
arms. As the feelings of post sperming waned I thought to myself,

"I could get used to being with this kid." We finally separated after
plenty of kisses, thank yous, and other pleasantries about the
experience. I managed to pick Mathias up while I was still hard inside of
him and carry him to the bathroom. My dick finally squished out of his butt
and we both moaned at the loss. Back in bed after the shower the boy
cuddled up to me, spooning into the curvature of my body.

"Gosh Lucian I'd spend every night with you if you'd let me." I kissed his
neck and asked what about the rest of the boys. "To hell with them," he
said with a giggle and I knew that he was joking. He turned around to face
me. "Maybe two of us could spend the night. Maybe I could be your steady
boy and each night a different boy could stay too. Then you'd have two boys
to play with and to play with you. Of course I'd have to be the one getting
fucked," he added solemnly. I laughed and Mathias laughed along with
me. "Honestly, wouldn't you like to fuck me every night Lucian." He was
quiet a moment then added

"It's just that I love it so much Lucian," he in a serious tone. I hugged
the young boy and said I understood completely. We fell asleep that way and
I woke up a few hours later to the feeling of my cock being pulled
on. Mathias had either taken hold of my hard cock or fondled me until I got
hard. He was still backed up to me but had changed his body position and
was trying to get it inside of him.

"What are you doing sweet boy," I asked softly.

"I woke up and felt your hard cock and wanted it inside of me Lucian," he
said, his voice already deepened by lust. I told him to wait a moment then
fumbled around until I found the KY on the headboard and slathered both of
us with the stuff. I wiped my hand on a towel that I kept by the bed for
just that purpose and moved in behind him. He helped guide me to his
puckered hole while I held his leg up out of the way. Between the two of us
we managed to the head inside of his ass and from there it was pretty
simple. Mathias let out a long sigh as I slipped inch after inch of me into
him. When I could go no further the boy sighed even more heavily and
relaxed against me. I lowered his leg, pulling it back so that it draped
over my thigh, them put my arm around his waist and felt the tip of his
hard cock against my wrist.

I began to move very slowly. I yawned and Mathias said,

"You don't have to actually fuck me Lucian. I'm happy just having your big
hard cock in me." Then he yawned. "I don't mind going back to sleep with
you inside of me; honest." I thought that rather intriguing but continued
to slowly move in and out of the little boy although my thrusts were
short. I yawned again and felt my eyes drifting shut. Mathias moved his
upper body away from mine which pushed his little butt backwards into
me. My hand was moved right onto his hard cock and his balls so I fondled
them a little. Mathias reached down and felt the area where we were
connected, his little fingers exploring all around the rim of his hole and
the sides of my cock. He finally pulled his hand away, took my hand off his
boy stuff and held it against his chest as if it were a teddy bear. I
continued to move in and out of him, wanting to fuck him again but his
breathing leveled out fairly quickly and I determined that he'd gone back
to sleep. I finally stopped and I too finally drifted off; still rock hard
and still deep inside the tight confines of the little boys' asshole.

I woke at my usual time and found Mathias curled up with a pillow on his
side of the bed. For a moment I wondered if I'd had a very realistic dream
and felt my piss hard dick. Discovering a residue of dried KY I decided it
hadn't been a dream, got out of bed and went through my morning ritual. I
elected to shower quickly before going downstairs and starting my coffee
and spent some time considering some issues. I called the market at 7 and
ordered some things to be delivered immediately and that by the time the
rest of boys showed up about 7:30 with the delivery boy right on their
tails. I'd made some decisions.

Mathias was still in bed so I sent Willie upstairs to get him up, directed
a couple of boys to break some eggs into a bowl and rolled out some baking
powder biscuits and put them in the oven. After the boys had eaten we got
right down to school work and while they did that I began making phone
calls. The front door chimes went off about 11:30 and when I went back to
the library to cut the boys loose I had a middle aged woman with me.

"Attention boys," I said, clapping my hands. They turned their attention to
me. "I would like you to meet Miss Giselle Anne Marie Bouvier. You will
address her as Miss or Miss Giselle. Miss Giselle is going to be my new
cook." The boys gave a round of applause. "Miss Giselle, these are my
boys," I said then proceeded to introduce her to them one at a time; Willie
was first.  I made them stand, bow very slightly then gently take her
proffered hand while saying "It is my pleasure to meet you Miss Giselle."
Frankie was the second boy and bowed almost completely over but I corrected
him and the rest did fine. When they were finished I sent them off to wash
up for lunch and herded Giselle into the kitchen and turned her loose.

Giselle had cooked for Edgar and I for almost 13 years and right after his
death left to go back to France to take care of her ailing father. I had
gotten a letter from her the week prior saying that she was back in the
country and looking for work. I had planned on hiring her back at some
point, just not so soon. Giselle knew well my and Edgar's proclivity toward
boys and didn't seem put off by it in any way. Although she never saw
either Edgar or me so much as kiss a boy, she'd seen boys naked from time
to time by accident and brushed it off. To top it off she was one hell of a
cook and could make a jelly sandwich the best you'd ever eaten. It looked
as though I was going to be feeding this herd 2-3 meals a day and I'd be
damned if I would attend to that personally. Adding to her skills was the
fact that she could drive and owned her own automobile which would take an
additional burden off of me.

After lunch I bid Giselle adieu and hauled the boys out to the car garage
and gathered them about me before entering. "Now boys, there will be no
more running naked outside." I got a chorus of low groans for it seemed the
boys loved romping in the nude. When Mathias started to speak I admonished
the boy for interrupting.

"Miss Giselle knows that I like boys and spend time with them but that
doesn't mean that it has to be put in her face. We'll most likely swim
every day and Miss Giselle with not be allowed in the pool area while you
are here so you can still swim nude. There will no cursing around her
either and you will be respectful to her at all times; you will say please
and thank you with all of the household help at all times. Am I clear?" I
got a chorus of yeses.

As we loaded into the Duesenburg I explained that we were going clothes
shopping and that we did.  When we returned at 4pm each boy had a set of
semi-dress clothes, 2 pair of work pants and 4 work shirts, underwear and a
set of shoes for work and a set for dress. There were other things but that
was the gist of it.  We came home to a meal of pork roast, potatoes and 2
vegetables which most of the boys were forced to eat. There was pie for
dessert. I set aside a downstairs room for the boys clothing and had each
boy put his initial on the inside waistband of pants and underwear and on
the shirttail of their shirts. I had them use a light colored nail polish,
knowing that it wouldn't run.  They then had instructions to change into
their nice clothes every morning after breakfast and that included
shoes. They would change into work clothes after lunch and would be allowed
to eat dinner in them as long as they weren't dirty. On those nights that
we ate in the formal dining room they would be expected to change back into
dress clothes. They were not allowed to wear their work clothes back to
Auntie Ahn's for fear of them getting mugged for them. The boys'
neighborhood, while close to the house, was "on the other side of the
tracks" so to speak and still an unsavory place to live.

"That's a lot of clothes changing Lucian," Frankie observed. I agreed with
him but didn't change my mind. And so the pattern was set. A different boy
slept with me each night and once a complete cycle had taken place that
pattern was set as well. Mostly there was simple cock sucking, a little
rimming, and jacking off and a great deal of holding, hugging and
kissing. I did fuck Tobias on his first stay and I won't go into detail
about that because there wasn't anything unusual about it. I did fuck
Willie on his second go around and while not as enthusiastic as young
Mathias he was still an energetic lover. I fucked Mathias at least twice
every night he stayed with me. By months end I'd fucked all of them and the
two older boys had fucked me as well. Both Willie and Edward showed plenty
of enthusiasm and did a very credible job, especially when it was the
second fucking in the same night. They lasted much longer.

We also had at least 1 group gathering where we all sucked and fucked and
everything else under the sun. We did it in my room but had to manage it on
the floor because there was no bed large enough for all of us. It made
think about the possibility of assigning one room just for such activities
and putting 2 or 3 king sized mattresses on the floor as a playground. I
figured that the best spot would be in the basement close to the pool area
because it would provide plenty of privacy and there was a shower down
there although it was in need of repair as well as expansion. All food for
thought.

I hired a couple of local women to come in daily and clean but they didn't
live at the house. Things plodded along in this manner for almost 6
weeks. Giselle was ensconced on the 3rd floor in the servants' wing and had
her own staircase just off the kitchen. Meals were delicious as usual and
varied as well. Being international her talents were also international so
the boys got to experience what meals would be like in foreign
countries. The boys were progressing well in school, the yard and gardens
were beginning to look much better. I'd had to call in some professionals
for some of the work but the boys were allowed to assist them and so
learning some new skills. Things changed one Friday morning when the crew
showed up with a new boy in tow.

I was in the kitchen having coffee and Frankie was still asleep, although
he was due downstairs momentarily. I'd had an enjoyable night with the boy,
driving my cock in and out of him while he was bent over the counter in my
bathroom. I found all of the boys creative in their sexual exploration.

So it was that a light tap on the back door-another new rule- got my
attention and I opened to find little Mathias standing there with his ever
ready grin. Despite being the youngest it appeared that he had taken over
the job of spokesperson and unofficial leader of my little raggedy rat
pack.

"We have a new boy Lucian,' he exclaimed as he came through the door, the
rest of the boys trailing behind him like a row of baby ducklings and at
the tail end was "the new boy". My heart did flip flops, my stomach all but
ached and my dick threatened to rise in greeting as well as praise.

The boy in question appeared to be slightly stockier than the rest of my
boys and stood about 5'6 inches tall. His head was a thick mass of dark
blonde hair with streaks of lighter blond shot all through it. It was long,
grazing his shoulders, below his ear lobes and hung down over his face like
a curtain. It would have reached beyond the tip of his turned up nose if it
hadn't been for the amount of curl in that drew it up shorter. As it was it
almost touched the end of his nose. His face appeared to be slightly
rounded in that his cheekbones weren't overly prominent, his complexion
smooth except for a small freckle that sat about 1½ inches out from the
left corner of his perfectly shaped mouth. His lips were full and ripe,
waiting to be pressed against someone else's, preferably mine.

"Lucian this is Jesse, Jesse this is Mr. Lucian," Mathias said. I reached
out my hand and the boy reached out his while he used his left hand to push
his hair out of eyes. He took my hand in a gentle grip and said hello in a
voice that was still high pitched but working its way toward deepness. I
smiled at him and took in his face. As I said, it was complexion free and
had an almost creamy look to it with a very slight bit of rosiness at the
top of his cheeks. The kid wasn't stunning, he wasn't beautiful, but he was
adorable and just about the cutest goddamned thing I'd seen in a long time,
including the boys that were already in my little troupe. Jesse's large
eyes were somewhat downcast but I could tell they were a Hazel color with
slight flecks of gold. They were framed by thick brows and long luxurious
lashes.

"Welcome to my home Jesse," I said in a soft voice. "How old are you if I
may ask?"

"Twelve sir," he said, his voice that sounded like a melody to my ears,
"thirteen in 4 months." If there was a perfect boy, in my estimation, Jesse
would have been it.

"Well, you're just in time for breakfast," I said and even though Giselle
was standing within hearing distance I called out for another plate to be
added to the table.

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The Ahn boys: Mathias-7 Frankie-8 Tobias- 11 Jesse -12 Edward-13 barely
Willie 13-1/2