Date: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 06:11:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Instructing My Son 10

The flight to Switzerland was both interesting and fun. London and I
learned a lot more about his young cousin Dane and his situation as well
about London's other cousin, Dane's grandfather, William "just call me
Bill" DeMarc.

One of the fun parts of the flight was the amenities on the plane. First of
all it was quite luxurious and plush. It had 4 full bedroom suites; the
master suite and one other having their own bathrooms, the other 2 sharing
a bathroom. There was a 4th half bathroom as well as a communication room
and of course the large lounge area and galley.

The galley was well stocked; the meals a high quality, as if that should
have been a surprise. London was all over the place with excitement about
everything. Dane and Brett engaged with him while I chatted with Cody and
his partner David. It was mostly small talk but some business stuff crept
in too which gave me encouragement to start delving into the companies that
London would inherit.

David offered an open invitation to their home in Seattle as well as the
offer to stay at the houses that they owned in Hawaii, Mexico, and recent
purchases in Costa Rica and Thailand. I extended an invitation to our
humble abode as well other houses that London owned or would own. I learned
that David and Bill were partners in a variety of endeavors, the jet we
were riding on being one of them.

"Bill will no doubt want to talk business with you Loren, as London's
representative, and I too am always open to and looking for new
projects. He explained the horse ranch/riding stables that they had built
on their large ranch in Washington State. "It's always nice to share the
burden which also shares the profit and loss, not that Bill has experienced
a great deal of losses.

The second fun part of the flight was that we had a bedroom to ourselves
if, as Dane suggested, we wanted to become members of the mile high
club. How the boy knew that London and I were lovers I don't know. I would
learn from David and Cody that their charge had an uncanny knack for
figuring stuff like that out. Needless to say neither of the adults was the
least bit put off by our incestual relationship.

The flight attendants served a tasty snack about an hour into the flight
and afterwards Dane said that he and Brett were going to take a nap but he
said it with an eyebrow wiggle reminiscent of Groucho Marx. It wouldn't do
but what London wanted to do the same.

"Go ahead if you want Loren. Cody and I are going to lie down as well
although we'll actually take a nap." David shot Dane a knowing look but the
green eyed boy was looking everywhere but at David but only for a moment
because he started to giggle then glance at me.

"You and London are welcome to join us if you want Loren," he said. His
boyfriend Brett seconded that.

""Yeah Loren, that would be fun." I was stunned at the invitation as well
as the fact that it had been made in front of his benefactors. David
chuckled at my obvious discomfort as he stood and took his partners' hand
pulling Cody to his feet and the two of them headed toward the back of the
plane. Over his shoulder he said,

"You'll either get used to Dane or you won't Loren but either way he is a
precocious young man. Regardless you are welcome to do as you please.

"Should we dad," my young son asked. Dane jumped in.

"I'll knock on your cabin door in a few minutes Loren. You and London can
talk about it and if you want to great and if not, it's cool. Really." That
being said the boy stepped up and kissed me gently on the lips. "Come on my
sweet boy," he said to Brett and they followed the two adults with London
and me bringing up the rear. Dane pointed out our cabin as he continued on
to the next door. Inside London broached the subject immediately, asking if
I wanted to do what Dane said. I put it back on him; what did he want.

"I think it would be fun dad. Besides, we're cousins and they are way cute
boys." My son was right on both accounts. I glanced around at the sumptuous
cabin and while the queen size bed took up much of the space it was still
difficult to believe that we were on an airplane. I had kicked off my shoes
and undid my pants when a light tap was heard on an inside door, the one
leading to the shared bathroom I presumed. I called out to come in and the
pocket door slid open to reveal Dane standing there, naked except of a pair
of superman tighty whities which were filled out quite nicely.

"So, would you like us to join you," the green eyed boy asked with a gentle
smile. I looked to London who nodded his head.

"Sure," I said, "here or your room. Dane said as long as they were there
and stepped into the room. Brett was right behind him, also stripped to his
underwear which was blue and white striped boxer briefs. His were filled
out more than Dane's. The boy looked huge. Both boys were nicely defined
teens, slender and smooth with all the creases and crevices in the right
places. Dane did a quick scan then said,

"Can we help you get undressed Loren?" He stepped up to me and began
unzipping my pants then lowering them, squatting down to help me get first
one foot and then the other out. Brett immediately began unbuttoning my
shirt while London sat on the bed with a grin on his face. Once done, Dane
stood and while looking me in the eyes gently probed the front of my
boxers.

"Nice Loren." He only did it a second then said,

"Have you ever been worshipped London?"

While I knew the definition I wasn't sure how it applied in this
circumstance and I was sure that London didn't either. Seeing my lack of
understanding Dane went on to explain that it was where a group of people
focused all their attention on one individual, mobbing him with sexual
stimulation, generally as part of foreplay although it could be more.

"The most I've ever been with was my dad and 1 other boy," London
explained. Dane nodded his head knowingly then asked if we wanted to try
it. I was game and so was my son.

"Brett and I will take the lead," Dane said as he approached the bed, "Why
don't you just jump in wherever you'd like Loren." That said the green eyed
hottie began working at London's pants while Brett started by running his
hands up under London's shirt and rubbing his chest and his belly. London
lifted his tender little butt so that Dane could get his pants off then
began rubbing at the front of my son's briefs. I moved to his head and
started unbuttoning London's shirt. Brett pulled one hand out and probed at
the front of my boxers just as Dane had done and shot me a grin.

Brett lay alongside London as Dane slipped my son's underwear down.

"Oh man London you got a nice cock for a young boy. And you got some hairs
too I see." Indeed my son was growing and in this case he was stone
hard. None the less London beamed with pride. Brett lowered his head and
gently kissed London while I worked at my sons' chest, rubbing his nipples
and pinching them. Dane pushed his legs apart, got between them and lowered
his head to where he held London's cock upright and began sucking him
causing London's body to go stiff for just a second.

"Do I just lay here or can I do stuff," London asked when Brett broke the
kiss.

"You can do what you want London," Brett said. London immediately moved his
hand to fondle the front of the blonde god's underwear.

"Oh my god Brett you feel huge," London exclaimed.

"He is," Dane commented then went back to sucking my sons' cock.

"Lemme see it Brett," my boy said and the teen obliged rolling away,
lifting his equally narrow little ass off the bed and tugging his underwear
down. When he rolled back I almost shit.

"Holy fuck," London exclaimed. He was dead on balls accurate. The kid was
half hard and if his cock was less than 10 inches I'd be shocked. His dick
looked abnormal on his slender young body, almost a caricature.

"Typical response," Dane commented then started licking London's balls to
which my son responded with a moan. Brett maneuvered his body so that his
cock was close to my son's head and of course London went for it, grasping
and stroking the thing. It looked weird in my son's small hand. Brett moved
to his knees, his cock hanging in the air above London's face so Brett
moved a little more, knowing that my son wanted to try sucking on the
baseball bat. As London pulled Brett's cock down for sucking, the teen
reached over and played at the front of my boxers for a moment then wormed
his hand inside the waistband, moving it down with his wrist in order to
free me up.

"Very nice cock Loren," the boy said when he saw me.

"Ditto," said Dane. I leaned forward over London's head, Brett did the same
and we met mouth to mouth and began a deep throated kiss. After I broke it
I looked down and watched my son as he worked over the apple sized head of
Brett's monstrous cock.

"He's doin pretty good for a little guy," Brett commented. I had to
agree. Dane finally stood up and stripped off his briefs to reveal a solid
7½ inches of raging boy boner. Like Brett the boy was trimmed up so that
his patch of hair was small and his balls were completely smooth.

"Anybody wanna swap out?" Brett pulled away from London and went between
his legs and Dane took his place, bending down and planting his mouth
against my boys' mouth and kissing him deeply. When he was done with that
he leaned over London's head, offering my son his cock, and raised his head
toward mine. I held it for the boy who swallowed the head and a few inches
of the shaft while he got his cock sucked by London. At the other end Brett
had pushed London's legs back and was licking the preteens' hairless hole.

We did a few more swap outs with London and me servicing Dane and Brett and
I have to say, trying to suck on that pole was an interesting feat. We
managed a few 69's both side by side and on top and at one point we did a
cluster suck, each of us having a cock in our mouth. It ended up with Brett
fucking me and Dane fucking my son. It was hot as hell seeing London get
fucked by an older teen boy, a boy with a larger cock that he'd had from a
boy. Afterwards London told me that seeing Brett's big hard cock in my ass
had been incredible. I'll say.

The boy prepped me as best he could using tongue and fingers as well as a
dildo from their cabin.  Still, it hurt some when he pushed the head inside
my ass. I was on my hands and knees so that Brett had a more full range of
movement, being able to pull that monster out quite a bit before slamming
it back inside of me. Dane fucked London missionary style although he had
his arms under my baby boys' legs so that London was rolled onto his lower
back. Both boys had agreed to pull out before they came so to finish off
with their fists as London was still mightily impressed with cum shots
although I can't put that entirely on my son. I loved cum shots as well,
especially when it was a new boy.

Since we were all but side by side I could watch the emotions play across
London's face and was once again enthralled by it. Too, this was his first
time with an older teen and it gave me a bit of a glimpse into what my
son's future might look like. Dane loved London long and hard causing my
son to orgasm at least twice. When he came, Dane shot sperm clear up to
London's nipples leaving a series of white slashes from there to his
cock. Brett did the same to me as soon as I rolled onto my back to receive
his juices. The difference with us was that after the third shot the hot
young teen shoved his cock back inside of me and fucked me some missionary
style. I jacked my boner while he did and had a glorious orgasm, blasting
sperm all up and down my torso.

Dane finally disengaged, got a towel from the bathroom and we all cleaned
the sperm off and lay on the bed talking quietly about the experience,
everyone declaring it had been great and were all looking forward to it
again. Both teens praised London for his experience and again stated they
hoped to be able to spend more quality time with him both on the trip and
after we got back to the states. London yawned and being contagious, we all
yawned and elected to nap, much like a puddle of puppy dogs. I was awakened
an hour or so later a soft voice over the intercom stating that lunch would
be served in 20 minutes. We offered kisses to each other then took a shower
together, it being large enough to do so. That was quite fun.

The rest of the flight was uneventful. Neither Cody nor David made any
comments what so ever about our sojourn or who may have participated in
it. We landed in Zurich a little after 1a.m. and since it was only about 6
p.m. our time we were all wide awake. We deplaned at Kloten airports'
private terminal where we were met by Bill DeMarc. A tall elegant man, he
reminded me of Michael Caine in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, or a dapperly
dressed Clark Gable. Even at this hour he was dressed in a 3 piece suit of
black linen set off by a blood red tie with matching handkerchief in his
breast pocket and carnation in the lapel.

"Welcome to Zurich London," he said after greeting the rest of our group
and then extended his hand to welcome me. He whisked us through customs
with barely a glance at our passports and the obligatory stamp. Bill led us
back outside where we piled into business helicopter that airport workers
were just closing a storage hatch on. Three minutes later we were
airborne. Talk was light; of the type one would expect of relatives and
acquaintances that don't see each other very often, or in some cases, have
never met. Bill, he insisted on being called Bill, was attentive, cordial
and jovial; obviously thrilled that all of us were there. The flight was 20
minutes which would have been an hour by car even though the streets below
were all but empty. Zurich at night was beautiful but Bill's 17th century
villa on Lake Zurich was like a glittering diamond set in black satin.

Pointed out from a distance it appeared to be multi-leveled, sitting right
at the lake's edge. Daylight would prove me correct as well as reveal a
picture postcard setting. As we dropped down onto the brightly lit landing
pad I wondered how the neighbors felt about the racket in the wee hours of
the morning. We exited the helicopter, walked across to a set of wide
marble stairs and Calle or arbor that led down to the level of the main
entrance which was fronted by a huge fountain set in the center of a
circular driveway. Ground light highlighted extensive gardens filled with
bright flowers or shrubs. As we approached the door it was opened by what I
assumed to be a butler who welcomed Bill and the rest of our party by name
and then London and I by name. I was impressed.

"Jonathan we'll be having an evening snack," Bill said as he passed the man
who acknowledged with a nod. We entered a huge foyer with a domed ceiling
that was at least 2 stories high, maybe more, and whose marble floor was an
intricate design of blue, red and green tiles. In the center was an equally
large antique table with an incredible bouquet of fresh cut flowers. At the
far end of the rounded entry, grand staircases curved up along the side
walls to the second story. We followed Bill as he moved to the left down a
long gallery whose windows looked out onto the lake, or so I assumed as it
was pitch black outside. At the end we went down 5 marble steps into
another huge room that would be called a living room in smaller homes. The
entire wall opposite of where we entered was window covered by gauzy white
curtains that were moving slightly with the wind. There were at least 4
long sofa's, each dominating what looked like separate sitting
areas. Needless to say rich Turkish carpets and other antique furniture
abounded.

Bill led us to the far end where a table had been laid out with a variety
of breads, meats, and cheeses, fruit, pastry and assorted beverages
although not a lick of alcohol. After piling our plates we sat and talked.

"I'm very glad that you decided to come Loren. It's past time to heal the
bad blood, although I am sure you don't know much about it or why it
exists." I didn't let on about what I did know. He went on to say that he
and I could discuss it in private so as not to bore the rest of his
guests. Bill then spent time focusing on London and Dane, catching up with
the latter and getting to know the former.

"Well, I have some thoughts and ideas about your visit, what plans did you
guys have," Bill finally asked. David said we were hoping to hang out with
the triplets and catch a couple of their shows. The "Triplets" were cousins
that Dane et al had met recently which meant they were London's cousins as
well. They made up a band called Times 3. Expressed as X3 they were about
the hottest band on the planet apparently.

"Those guys are my cousins," my son asked excitedly and Dane confirmed
it. "Oh man dad, they are awesome," London said.  Dane jumped in and said
that the 4 of them were going to hit a couple of the cities while the band
toured.

"You should join us Loren, it's gonna be a blast." London immediately
climbed on that band wagon and since we really didn't have any solid plans
I said why not. We talked a little longer then Bill suggested we get some
sleep although none of us were ready to retire. Bill suggested we take some
melatonin, an amino acid that helps make you sleepy.

"Otherwise it'll take a couple days to get your body rhythms on track. I
would further suggest that we meet around 9:30 for breakfast. I know that
might be a little earlier than you would otherwise like and you may well
need to take a nap in the afternoon but again, it will speed up getting
your body rhythms on track. " We took his advice and 30 minutes later were
ensconced in our own rooms; which I might add were huge, filled with
antiques and had their own bathrooms.

"This is awesome dad, don't you think?" I asked my boy which part and he
said, "All of it." We fell asleep cuddled with each and didn't wake just
before 9 the next morning. I had barely gotten out of the bathroom when
there was a tapping at the door and I opened it to find Dane and Brett
standing there and they walked right in.

"Come on sleepy heads we're burnin daylight," London's cousin said with his
typical smile and twinkling green eyes." London sat up in the bed and waved
at the teens who both walked over and sat next to him. My son got up out of
the big bed and hugged Dane, then Brett totally unselfconscious about his
nakedness and morning boner.

"You're so delicious London," his cousin said after London broke the hug
and kiss and moved to Brett who agreed with his boyfriend after he finished
hugging and kissing London. "Why don't you guys shower and we'll go down to
breakfast together. Cody and David are already down there." That said
London and I went into the bathroom and emerged 7 minutes later, got
dressed as casually as the teens were and headed down the sweeping stair
case. We were met at the bottom by a middle aged woman who would turn out
to be Bill's secretary and who greeted us and had us follow her to a small
dining room where David, Cody and Bill were serving themselves from a
counter filled with food. A man who was clearly a chef was working over a
small hot plate and cooking blintzes to order.

"Good morning gentlemen, I hope you rested well." Bill said warmly. The man
dressed impeccably in a dark 3 piece suit with a very light blue shirt and
hot pink tie with matching handkerchief. I would learn that Bill rarely
dressed otherwise. There was enough food to feed an army, most of it
typical American and European breakfast fare; some hot some cold. There
were at least half a dozen liquid beverages as well. We dished up and
joined the 3 adults at a table and began eating. I had barely taken a bite
when Bill said,

"Good morning Luca," and stood up. We all turned to the doorway to see an
amazingly cute olive skinned boy coming through the entry. Dressed in a
pair of billowy black pants with a long sleeved white silk shirt opened at
the neck. Interestingly the cuffs were rolled up a couple turns but they
were rolled inside, not out. His dark hair was damp as if he were fresh
from a shower and hung down to the bridge of his nose.

"Buongiorno zio," he said in a light melodic voice as he approached Bill
and offered a hand as well as his perfect lips for a kiss, which Bill gave
him.

"Luca this is my grandson Dane and his boyfriend Brett," Bill said
directing the boy around the table and making individual introductions. He
greeted each of us with a "buongiorno signore, welcom", a handshake and
light kiss on the lips. Bill introduced the adorable boy as his charge,
which of course translated to lover. He appeared to be about 9 or 10 years
old, slender and under 5' tall. His slightly rounded boyish face was
completely smooth and hairless with a light smattering of equally light
freckles across his narrow nose and onto the upper part of his cheek
bones. Huge dark eyes that were almost covered by his hair were framed by
thick brows and incredibly long lashes. As I said his lips were perfect and
when he smiled he showed off orthodontist perfect teeth in gleaming white.

After greeting us the boy went to the sideboard and came back with a plate
of blintzes covered in cream cheese and fresh strawberries. A variety of
other cut fruits were placed neatly around the edge of his plate.

"How was your swim Luca," Bill asked.

"It was delightful sir," he said respectfully and as he began to eat Bill
told us that Luca was up by 7 each morning and in the pool for at least an
hour and a half.

"The boy is an Olympic quality diver and swimmer," Bill explained to us.

"Wow, maybe you could teach me some stuff Luca," London said with some
excitement. Luca smiled broadly.

"It would give me great pleasure to provide you instruction London." I
wasn't sure but what I detected a little something in his voice that
indicated things outside of a swimming pool. I also noticed a slight
beginning of a smile from Bill. Talk was light, Bill asked David and Cody
if they had any specific plans, David responding by saying he was
considering doing something with the hoard of money and Jewelry in his safe
deposit box. I found out later that among other things that the young man
had inherited from Anthony was a stash of money from various stable
countries, jewels and jewelry, and gold; Kruggerrands specifically. A nest
egg that Anthony had kept "just in case", the box was estimated to be worth
in excess of 1½ million dollars, give or take. Bill asked if David had
anything specific in mind and the blonde hunk said that he'd been
considering having some of the stones set for rings for the three of them
plus an extra to be set aside for the day that Dane decided on a formal
arrangement with someone. Judging from the expression on Cody's face David
had not imparted that knowledge to him.

"Well, much as I would love to take time off to play, I can't," Bill
informed us.  "I have some very complicated business meetings coming up
that require my attention. I was thinking though that sightseeing some of
the area around Zurich might be fun and interesting for you and Luca can
act as a guide. You can use the helicopter and of course the limo and both
the pilot and driver are excellent guides as well as bodyguards, not that
you'd need the latter. And on that note I need to get going. Is Dinner at 8
okay with everyone?"

Everyone said it was fine so Bill gave Dane and London kisses and
hugs. Luca was last and clearly, it wasn't the kiss of a "charge." Not that
anyone in this room cared. Bill left and we finished eating, small talk
kept going by Luca who, for a person his age, was a very good host. He
included everyone in the conversation, wanting to know the boys interests
and things of that nature. It turned out that Luca was Italian, was just
shy of 10 year old; was living with Bill in order to attend a very
prestigious private school.  He was fluent in Italian, German and English
and his French was passable. Along with swimming he played 4 different
instruments, piano being the foremost, sang in a boys choir and that was
just the beginning. During all that recitation I did not get one hint of
bragging.

Breakfast finally wound down and Luca asked if there was anything in
particular we wanted to do. There wasn't so he suggested that we take an
air tour to which everyone was up for. I don't know exactly how he made it
known but a moment later the head houseman appeared.

"Will you have the helicopter readied please Franz," he said politely. The
butler bowed slightly, said yes sir and started to leave. "Franz, would you
have them put summer parka's on board as well." The butler nodded, glanced
around the room, gauging sizes I would imagine, and then left.

"We will be landing high enough that it will cold," Luca explained looking
at us. I should probably change clothes." Luca stood, telling us to go
ahead and finished and he would find us when he was finished. He started
from the room then, as if it were an afterthought said,

"Would you like to see my room London?" My son looked to me but didn't wait
for an answer, simply looked back to Luca and said yes. I was happy as well
as sad about that, as one might imagine.

London Speaks:

I was a little surprised about Luca's asking me to see his room but let's
face it; my life had been one huge surprise for the better part of 7
months. I looked at my dad for an answer then decided I didn't need it. I
was being encouraged to make decisions on my own and this really wasn't
anything I needed his help with.

"Sure," I said, looking back at the beautiful boy. I thought that Luca was
amazing cute and I wondered what it would be like being sexy with him. I
had thought the same thing about Dane and Brett too and we all know how
that turned out. It had awesome being with the two boys and having Dane
fuck me. It was hot watching my dad get fucked by Brett too and I wondered
then if I'd be able to get his huge dick in my butt.

As we headed down hallways Luca asked me questions about my life and
stuff. He seemed very interested in everything I had to say. I told him the
basics of it and he told me more about his. He stated right out that Bill
was his lover. They had met through a very close friend of Bill's. Luca
came from very poor family and in order for the boy to be able to reach his
full capabilities it had been clear to his parents that they would have to
allow their son to live elsewhere.

"They are very happy for me London, and I get to see them a few times a
year, but I don't miss the small village, the many hungry nights or the
poverty. Bill, Mr. DeMarc is a dream come true and because of him I will be
very successful and rich." He paused then looked at me and took my hand and
said, "And he is a very good lover. I am very, very happy with that part of
my life."  We had reached the top of the stairs and, and keeping my hand in
his, Luca led us to the end of a long hallway. He opened the door and led
me in through one of a pair of very high double doors. I thought our room
was nice but this was way awesome.

The room was bigger than dad's room at our house. Of course there was a
large fireplace but also there was a large sofa, 4 chairs and side
tables. And not so of course was a piano. A wall looking outside was floor
to ceiling windows that let a lot of light in. Luca led me to them and I
looked out on the lake, the lower reaches of Bill's property, and mountains
that looked close enough to touch.

"It is beautiful, no?"  I agreed that it was. Luca took my hand again, said
"come" and led me into his bedroom. Of course it was big, of course it had
a fireplace, and of course it had lots of windows that offered a bit of a
different view of the mountains. A smaller room off of his bedroom was like
an office. One wall was solid built in book shelves of a dark wood and
plenty of fancy designs. A spot in the middle was obviously used as a desk
and held a large computer screen. Three shelves had a whole bunch of dragon
statue things in all kinds of sizes. Still holding my hand he pointed out a
few of his favorites.

Luca then took me into his dressing area which was, like everything else,
big with built in drawers and plenty of closets behind sliding doors that
you could hardly even see. His bathroom was right through another door and
you would think there could be no more surprises. There were.

The floor was completely tiled in light blues and greens. A large tub sat
in the middle of the room and the edge was almost level with the floor, but
not quite. A toilet and a bidet were in an out of the way cubicle for
privacy if need be, and a large open shower finished it off.

"I have never used the tub, at least with another person. Perhaps before
you go home we could use it together," Luca said.

"I would like that," I told him. We were standing face to face, Luca's hand
still holding mine, looking into each other's eyes. Luca leaned forward and
pecked me on the lips then immediately led me into his dressing room where
he finally let go of my hand. I figured that if he could have gotten
undressed and then dressed while still hold my hand, he would have. I asked
if I should wait in his room and he shook his head.

"No, I don't mind you being here; in fact I like it," Luca said with a
smile. He got his shirt off and gently got it hung in the closet, then sat
and removed his shoes.

"I have never undressed in front of anyone but Bill and I've never see
another person undressed either," he said. "It is, how you Americans say,
hot" Luca stood and untied the waistband of his black trousers and let them
fall to the floor and stood before me totally naked.

"Sometimes I like to not wear underclothes. It feels sexy and makes me get
hard." I guess it must have because his cock was already stiffening. Luca
had a nice body for a boy, probably much like mine had been a year or so
earlier. Of course he was brown skinned all the way down, his balls were a
tight little bag between his legs and his cock still had its skin on it,
like Toshi did. His cock made it to fully hard, about 4½ long I guess.

"Do I have a okay body London," he asked me and I nodded my head.

"Yeah, you do Luca." He did too, I mean for a younger boy.

"Can I," he stopped and stuttered a second.

"Sure," I said and quickly unsnapped unzipped and tugged my jeans and
briefs down to show him my cock. I wasn't as hard as Luca but I was on the
way. Luca stepped closer.

"It is beautiful London. I like it very much."

"You can touch it if you want Luca." The boy reached out and took hold me.

"It is so hard London." I took hold of Luca's boner, figuring that I didn't
have to ask. I stroked his cock and got a loud sigh from him. He asked if
he could suck me and I told him to go ahead. Luca dropped to his knees and
put his mouth over my cock and began to suck. I ran my hands through his
thick hair and wondered if I'd be able to fuck the boy before we went back
home.

Luca sucked me for a good minute then finally stood up and melted into my
arms, kissing me full on the mouth. I held him and kissed him right
back. "I love sucking your cock London. It's small enough to fit my mouth
on. I really hope you and me can have sex together before you go home." I
asked him about Bill and Luca said that Bill wouldn't mind if he had sex
with any of us but only if Bill wasn't in the house. "When he is home I am
his Lover only."

Luca got dressed quickly, no underwear, while I pulled my clothes back into
place and we headed back downstairs.

Loren speaks:

The rest of us finished with breakfast and elected to take a little bit of
walk around the estate. It was truly a magnificent estate with lush formal
gardens, ancient statuary and grand old trees. I was looking forward to
asking Bill about its history.  Luca and my son found us standing in front
of a pair of boy nymph statues pissing in a small fountain pool.

"Third century B.C.," Luca informed me as he approached. He then went into
a brief recitation of the sculptor and statuary in general. When he was
finished he said,

"Shall we gather the others and be off?" Within 3 minutes we found the rest
of the crew wandering as a group on the next level down. 10 minutes later
we were belted into the helicopter and lifting off.