Date: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 11:06:54 +1200
From: bob charles <pennywise3636@gmail.com>
Subject: Washed Up (Gay / Young friends) chapter 12

Washed Up.

Disclaimer:

Warning: this story contains sexual content, contact between young boys,
and other themes that may offend.  If the subject matter offends you, is
not to your tastes, or if you are under legal age for your area, then find
something else to read. In the following story all names and events are
completely fictional.  Although I may mention a specific location, place,
or person any resemblance to said people, location, or places is completely
unintentional.

Chapter 12:

"Do you really have to tell mum what happened?" Callum asks Manuel's dad as
soon as François has gone. His voice sounds really scared and nervous
because he doesn't want mum to know what he and Manuel had been up to. I
don't blame him as mum seems to really freak out at anything that can be
seen as being gay.

"Look don't worry about it. I won't tell her all the details as I know it
will be really embarrassing for all of you. I'm sure your sister will back
me up as well. Manuel's dad says with a hushed voice just encase mum or
François are close by. Sarah nods her head indicating to us that she is
happy to go along with Manuel's dad with anything he says. We all feel a
little more relaxed knowing mum won't know the full story, but we are still
really nervous just the same.

Half-heartedly we get up. We all take a big long stretch to try to draw out
heading to mum's room. Manuel's dad doesn't try to hurry us, because he
realises how much we don't want mum to know what happened today. I sigh
deeply as I know the moment of truth is upon us, and that I can't draw it
out any more than I already have. The other's I think have come to the same
conclusion but are waiting for me to take the lead. I figure it's now or
never, and start to trudge off to mum's room.

************

Mum gives us a surprised but concerned look, as we all plod into her room
with our heads drooped. I have my hands buried deep in my pockets and do
everything that I can not to make eye contact with her. Mum instantly knows
something is up, but before she can ask us about it our visitors enter the
room. She looks a bit worried seeing them just enter totally unannounced,
and starts to wonder as to whether they are what our problem is.

"Hello, my name is Jean Bruni, and this is my son Manuel. We met your kids
at the pool and your sons' have hit it off with my son and become good
friends. But unfortunately that is not why we are here." Manuel's dad says
to mum. He reaches his hand out to offer a handshake. Mum takes his hand
and shakes it, still a little worried about what is going on.

"Margret Baker, please to meet you. So what is it you want?" Mum
replies. She is standing in the middle of the room, and motions for
Manuel's dad to take a seat. The rest of us find a seat on the beds, still
trying to avoid even looking at mum.

"Take a seat, because this will probably upset you." Manuel's dad tells
mum. She promptly takes the remaining armchair, but the concern in her
expression gets even worse at hearing him say that. With mum now seated
Manuel's dad continues.

"Your sons had a bit of a scare while they were at the pool. They had all
been playing with Manuel for a while when the two young one's needed to go
to the toilet. It being a busy and foreign place, Josh and Pierre took them
through to the toilets to keep an eye on them. They decided to use the
cubicles when a man decided he wanted to try and join them. Thankfully I
had been watching this guy and had a gut instinct that he was trouble so
followed him. I managed to get to him in time before he did anything, but
he still gave the kids a really bad scare." He explains to mum.

Mum's mouth drops wide open in disbelief. She never imagined something like
that would ever happen to her kids, and again she feels like she has failed
to protect us. She wasn't there to keep us safe and we almost got in
serious trouble. The guilt is eating away at her, even though she knows
deep down that there is nothing that she could have done anyway. Tears are
welling up in her eyes as the guilt becomes unbearable, and she starts to
cry.

François who was standing beside us, but is now seated, tightly hugs me
and Pierre. He wants to hug Manuel and Callum too but they are on the other
bed so he just hugs us. In all his years living in this town he has never
heard of an incident like that, but with all the tourists who visit the
place he knows that it was only a matter of time before something like this
was bound to happen.

"Thank you so much for looking out for them... Oh boys' I'm really sorry
for not being there to protect you again. I really am a failure as a
mother." Mum howls. Now it is Callum and I who feel guilty. I especially
feel bad, because I have always blamed her for being a bad mother, but now
I am starting to feel differently about that. I struggle free from
François's hug, get off the bed and race over to mum embracing her in a
big hug. I almost crash into Callum as he has the same idea, but we both
manage to hug mum without incurring any injuries in the process.

"Mrs Baker, let me say that you can't be all that bad a mother. You have
two fine healthy sons', not to mention an adoptee. I know you and Josh have
had real issues with each other, but I can honestly tell you that Josh is
starting to come around and forgive you. One other thing I want to ask, is
what sort of bad mother travels halfway round the world to adopt her son's
boyfriend, even though she hates the fact her son is gay. You are probably
one of the best mums in the world in some aspects." Manuel's dad tells
her. His speech makes me blush with embarrassment as he talks about the way
I have treated her, but he also makes a good point about the adoption of
Pierre. I'm actually a bit surprised at how much Sarah told him about us,
in such a short space of time.

"I had to adopt Pierre. I felt guilty having sent him away even though I
knew his uncle couldn't afford to look after him. What sort of horrible
person does that in the first place?" Mum counters. She isn't going to
allow herself to believe that she has done some good things for us. Callum
and I hug her tighter. Manuel's dad releases a huge sigh, as this isn't
going to be as easy as he originally thought.

"You did what was natural. They found his family and you sent him back to
them. I know that you not liking him and Josh being... um... well lovers
has a lot to do with it. In the end you still made the right decision for
everyone involved. Not many other parents would be willing to change their
mind on such a big important issue, but you did." He says. This time I
think mum has started to take note of what he is telling her, but she still
shudders uncontrollably when he says lovers to her. I know she still isn't
over that issue.

"If I'm such a great mother then why can't I accept their... their... Why
can't I just be happy for them?" Mum sobs. She still can't bring herself to
say it. It is too hard for her. It is still a hurdle too big for her to
jump so she goes around it.

"It is only natural that you find it hard. A lot of parents never accept
their child being gay. But unlike some parents you haven't disowned him. In
fact you have helped him out. As much as you still struggle with the idea,
you still adopted Pierre knowing they have that sort of relationship. I
don't know of any parent who would do that for their son." He says
sincerely. I can tell mum is still struggling with the idea, but she is now
realising that she isn't that bad of a parent. She can live with that.

"I know it is going to be a struggle, but forget that they are gay and
concentrate on the reasons you bought them back together. I mean there has
to be some reason why you decided to adopt Pierre in the end." Manuel's dad
says to her. I can see mum take a long hard think at what he just said. She
is trying to remember why it is that she went through this in the first
place.

"Yeah I have some reasons. Pierre really seems to help Josh with his
problems, so much so that I have noticed that a couple of them have
disappeared when Pierre is around. The main reason I decided to go through
with the adoption is that Pierre really does make Josh happy. He has never
been this happy before, and it really does make me feel good as well,
seeing Josh so full of life again." Mum says from the bottom of her
heart. It is really strange getting talked about while still in the room,
let alone the fact that I'm still hugging her. It doesn't worry me none, as
I'm feeling really good about how this conversation is going. I show mum
how happy I am about it by giving her a kiss on the cheeks.

Pierre has also come over now and also gives mum a kiss on the cheeks
before trying to hug her along with Callum and me. Mum gives us all a big
hug, since she has finally realised that she has done good for us. She also
is starting to feel my love for her again, something she hasn't felt for a
long time. It is a precious moment, one that doesn't happen often enough,
so mum makes sure she enjoys every minute of it. She doesn't know when the
next time that I will be so willing to show how much I do love her will be
so takes any moment she gets.

I know mum will never accept us as lovers, but at least for the first time
in ages she is going to try to make things work, in order to keep me
happy. It isn't just me that she is thinking about because she wants Pierre
and Callum to be happy as well, so regardless of how she feels about Pierre
and me together she is going to at least try to keep things civilised. I
can live with that, even if it means Pierre and me have to keep sneaking
off behind her back in order to get some quality time together.

Callum gets sick of being in the middle of the sandwich, so squirms himself
free from the hug with mum, and goes back to Manuel and sits beside
him. Pierre and I also feel it is time to let mum go, because I am starting
to get all achy and sore from bending down to hug mum. So we release her as
well and head back to where we had been sitting. Mum looks a little
disappointed now that we have all stopped hugging her, but she knows that
we still love her. That is all that she wants to know.

"Thank you for reminding me what is really important." Mum says to Manuel's
dad. She is really pleased that we met him at the pool, as he is just what
the doctor ordered. He has helped her in so many ways that he doesn't have
a clue about, not to mention there is just something about the man which
makes her feel comfortable and totally at ease around.

"No, thank you for having such wonderful kids, because they have helped me
with some big problems of my own. If they had ignored Manuel like so many
other kids do, then we would never have met, it is through the kindness and
friendliness of your children that has enabled this." Manuel's dad says to
mum. Callum is a little baffled hearing this, as he thought that Manuel
would have no problem making friends. He seems to be really outgoing and
friendly so he really shouldn't have any problems as far as my little
brother is concerned anyway.

"What do you mean that other kids tend to ignore Manuel? He is so cool that
I don't understand why anyone would do that." Callum asks, still totally
confused by the revelation. Manuel gives Callum a hug for the nice comment
he made, which strangely mum seems to smile at. She doesn't seem the least
bit concerned about Manuel hugging Callum, but if Pierre and I do it then
we had better watch out. Now I'm confused.

"I know you think it's strange, but tell me honestly how you felt when
Manuel first approached you?" Manuel's dad replies. Callum thinks long and
hard, trying to remember exactly how he felt.

"It was a little awkward and embarrassing, but I was nakey at the time and
a little ashamed because... because... because my dickie is really small."
Callum replies. He is flushed red totally embarrassed at having bought up
his dick in a conversation, but he had to in order to stress his point.

"Well that is Manuel's main problem. He has a really bad habit of
introducing himself in the most awkward moments, and other boys' tend to
get really intimidated by it." Manuel's dad tells Callum. It is now Manuel
who blushes, because he really didn't know that is the reason he struggles
to make friends. He still doesn't understand why it is such a problem.

"But why does it matter if I want to talk to other boys' in the toilets or
changing rooms, as all I want is to be friends with them?" Manuel asks his
dad, totally confused as to why it is such a big issue.

"Manuel, the problem is that other boys' are a little intimidated due to
how big your dick is. Most boys' don't have one anywhere near as big as
yours and feel a little embarrassed about their dicks being small. They are
also worried that you might make fun of them, even though we know that you
won't, other kids don't see it that way." I explain to Manuel. He seems to
understand what I'm telling him, and looks a little sheepish now he knows
the reasons other boys' don't like him talking to them in the toilets and
stuff.

"See Callum, having a big dick isn't that great. I wish I had a normal
sized one like yours is, life would be better then." Manuel says. He is
looking really dejected, as yet again his dickie is causing him
problems. Mum and Sarah are struggling with the conversation, because they
have never been around boys' talking about their dicks so openly before. It
really isn't something they have much knowledge on, and they both feel a
little uncomfortable with the whole thing. They don't try to change the
subject, because they do realise it is important to talk about things like
this sometimes.

"Manuel the size isn't the problem, all that you have to do is find better
places to introduce yourself, like the playground or somewhere like that."
I tell him. Yet again he does understand, but looks really uncomfortable
with the idea. I'm not sure why he feels uncomfortable, as I would think it
is harder to introduce yourself to someone while you are naked.

"But it's so hard in the playground. The other kids tend to play together,
and I don't like groups as they scare me. I talk to kids in the toilets and
stuff because they are on their own then, as usually boys' don't go to the
toilets together. They also seem to not like getting changed around each
other either, unless they are related, so I find it easier to approach them
in places like those for that reason." Manuel replies, and starts
sobbing. He is really embarrassed that he finds it intimidating to approach
groups of kids, especially seeing as he can talk with them in the worst
places.

"I don't like it either. What you got to do is take a big breath, and go up
and talk to them without thinking. That's what I do, and it seems to work."
Callum tells Manuel. It is actually really good advice, but I never
realised that Callum doesn't like group situations either. Manuel gives
Callum another big hug to thank him for the awesome advice.

"I will try that, because you say it works and I trust you." Manuel tells
Callum. I still can't believe that Manuel can get away with hugging Callum
without getting dirty looks from mum. Maybe she has changed, so I decide to
test her. I wrap me arm around Pierre and hug him tight, and instantly I
get an evil glare from mum but she doesn't say anything, so I continue to
hug Pierre. I'm a little disappointed that he doesn't hug back, but I think
he is still really scared of mum, and doesn't want to risk inflaming the
situation.

"Right Manuel, I think it's time we left. I will drop by tomorrow to drop
off Callum's clothes, which Manuel has to borrow after getting drowned in
the rain when we turned up." Manuel's dad says. Manuel gives him a really
desperate pleading look to try and convince his dad to stay longer. He
really looks cute, and he pulls off the sad puppy dog eyes look really
well. I really do feel sorry for him, because he really doesn't want to
go. He knows his dad isn't going to give in, so gives Callum one last
hug. Callum hugs him back this time, and neither of them wants to let go.

"Manuel is more than welcome to stay the night here. He can sleep in
Callum's room with Josh. Pierre will have to share with his uncle, but I
think we can manage." Mum tells Manuel's dad. Manuel releases Callum and
runs over to mum and latches onto her and hugs her tightly. He can't
believe that he is so lucky, and is going to be allowed to spend the night.

"But mum, I need..." I start to protest.

"Josh, I will sort it out later." François whispers in my ear, cutting
off my protest. I am glad that he is going to look out for me, well at
least try to, as I really don't want to risk having my night terrors again,
because I will feel humiliated having to change into diapers in front of
Manuel. I also don't want Pierre to have his awful nightmares again,
because I feel haunted knowing what he is going through when I'm not with
him.

"Are you sure, I mean I don't want to inconvenience you or anything?"
Manuel's dad asks. He is a little worried that the hotel may object to us
having another person staying with us, as well as he doesn't want to leave
mum with too many kids to look after. He knows Manuel can be a handful so
is a little concerned that he may be more than the single mother can
handle. Manuel at this stage has released mum from his hug, and gone back
to sit with my little brother.

"Yes I'm sure. He seems to behave well enough and Josh and Pierre will look
after him anyway. I trust them to be able to keep both Manuel and Callum in
check, as Josh has looked after Callum lots of times and has never had any
problems. Don't worry he is in good hands." Mum tells Manuel's dad. I just
can't believe that she has already duped Pierre and me into looking after
the two younger ones, but in saying that I was always going to do it
anyway.

"I know he will be fine, because I trust Josh and Pierre as much as you
do. I just don't want you to have too much on your plate. I want you to
have some money, just so I have peace of mind, because I feel a little
guilty leaving him with you." Manuel's dad tells mum. I know how this is
going to go down.

"Don't be stupid! I won't have a bar of it, as I can see that Manuel wants
to spend some more time with Callum and I'm happy to allow
it. Unfortunately I already know that the two of them have become a little
too friendly which is going to make it hard when we have to leave, but I
want Manuel and Callum to at least be able to enjoy whatever time they
have, to be together." Mum tells Manuel's dad. Both Manuel and Callum look
a little disappointed at getting reminded that we are only going to be here
for so long, because they had both forgotten the fact that we don't live
here.

"Oh... Um... well thank you. It has been a pleasure to meet you all but I
think that I had better go. Manuel you make sure to behave yourself and
have fun." Manuel's dad says. He was a little taken back with what mum had
said to him which is why he stutters initially. Manuel gets up off the bed
and goes to his dad to give him a hug.

"Thank you dad, I will be good and will definitely have fun." Manuel
replies enthusiastically to his dad. His dad gives him a hug back and a
kiss on his forehead. Manuel's dad then gets a bit of a surprise when
Callum latches onto him in a hug as well.

"Thank you so much for saving us." My little brother says sobbing a
little. He is obviously still a little traumatised by the incident at the
pools, because he has started trembling again, as well as crying. Manuel's
dad just gives Callum a tight hug, and a little peck on the forehead as
well. Pierre and I also give the man a hug as we thank him as well. I then
try to pull my little brother off the man but he is unwilling to let go.

"Come on Callum, you got to let him go." I say to my sketched out little
brother, but he still clings onto Manuel's dad like his life depends on it
I'm actually quite surprised to see him desperately hugging the man, as
usually when he is scared it is me that he clings to. I don't feel jealous
amazingly, because I know that he is feeling the same fatherly love from
Manuel's dad as what I felt earlier.

"It's alright Josh just let him be." I get told by Manuel's dad as he
continues to hug and comfort my little brother. He has stopped shaking but
is snivelling away. I feel quite upset seeing the impact that nasty man has
had on my brother, and the worst part is knowing that I really didn't
protect him. I really feel like I have let him down as I panicked as much
as he did, so therefore wasn't in any state to try to save him from harm. I
feel really disappointed in myself which starts to cut me up.

I start to weep realising how much I have let my brother down, which has
Pierre troubled as to what has suddenly distressed me. Without even
thinking about what mum thinks Pierre hugs me knowing that I'm troubled by
something. Those amazing warm, comforting feeling course through me again,
but this time he struggles to appease me. His hugs normally work wonders to
ease my pain, but this time the pain is too close to home because I feel
that I have failed to protect my brother. I think this time in need Callum
to forgive me. Begrudgingly I shake myself free from Pierre's embrace.

"I'm sorry Callum, I should have done more to protect you." I blubber to my
little brother and hug him from behind. Callum is a bit stupefied by my
reaction, but releases Manuel's dad to hug me.

"Josh, you did all you could. I'm not upset with you, it's... um... I miss
having a dad, and Manuel's dad is the closest thing that I've had to a
father in ages." Callum says and bursts out crying. Everyone is a bit
stunned by Callum's revelation, because he has never given any indication
that he misses having a father in his life. I know how he feels about
Manuel's dad as he really does feel like what a dad should.

I keep a tight hold on my little brother whiles he lets his emotions out. I
am still feeling disappointed in myself for panicking so much and not being
strong for Callum. Callum must sense my mood as I feel him hug me
tighter. I then feel the most wonderful sensations coursing through me, as
Pierre embraces me from behind. He now knows why I have got so upset and
wants to help ease my pain.

"Josh, you did all that I wanted. You were with both me and Manuel, but the
best thing is that you didn't confront the man and get yourself hurt. I
would be more scared now if you had got hurt again. I hate seeing you get
hurt, even when you are protecting me, I still hate it." Callum blubbers to
me. I feel saddened, but relieved hearing this from Callum. I am relieved
because I know that I haven't failed him, but saddened to know that he
would rather it that I don't get hurt even if I am protecting him.

"See I told you he idolises you more than you realise." Manuel's dad
whispers in my ear. I give him a weak smile, since it is sort of true. I do
realise how important I am to Callum, because I feel the same about him,
but I didn't realise how important my safety is to him. My whole mission
has been to make sure he doesn't get hurt, even if I do, but I think he
would rather get hurt as long as I don't. It is a revelation that I'm not
sure I can live up to.

Now that I have calmed down I reluctantly release Callum from my hug and
allow him to do whatever he wants. Slowly he lets go of his tight grip on
me, before giving Manuel's dad one last quick hug. I'm still getting hugged
by Pierre and I'm happy to continue allowing his warm loving hug. I would
twist around and hug him back but I think that would upset mum, and I don't
want to do that. Not with company around especially.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay here?" Mum asks Manuel's dad, which
surprises everyone. It seems that the man has made quite an impression on
mum, because very rarely does she ever ask anyone whether they want to
stay. He has worked wonders with her by telling her how good a mother she
actually is, which is what has made such an impact on mum.

"No, no I would love to, but I got a few things that I have to take care of
for work." Manuel's dad replies, getting disappointed looks from
everyone. He does his best to ignore all the let-down faces in the room,
because he really does have some important stuff to take care of.

"Well, that's a shame, but regardless you have to come out with us tomorrow
for tea, especially as it is going to be our last night here. I also won't
take no for an answer, and you should bring your wife along too." Mum
states matter of factly. There is no argument to be had with mum when she
is like this, because she always ends up winning. Well against everyone but
me, as I'm as pig headed as she is.

"Ok... um... this is a bit awkward, but I don't have a wife. Manuel's mum
left when he was only a couple of weeks old, and I've never found anyone
else. You know it is hard trying to find a girlfriend when you are a single
dad." Manuel's dad says. I'm quite surprises that he didn't burst into
tears as I feel really sad for him and Manuel. I mean what sort of mother
would do that, even to me it doesn't make sense since my mum has always
been by my side even during the worst of times.

"Shit... um... I'm sorry I sort of just presumed, especially with how well
Manuel is. I really did think that it would take two people to raise such a
great young boy." Mum says a little embarrassed at having bought up the
women who has left them. Manuel's dad doesn't look too troubled at the
assumption, instead he is beaming from the praise mum has given him about
how well he has raised his son.

"Look, you weren't to know and it happened such a long time ago that I have
pretty much forgotten about her. Thank you so much for your compliments
though, as no one has ever said something so nice to me about how well I
have raised Manuel." He says brimming with delight.

"Well you gave me lots of praise as well, and I have said nothing that I
don't believe to be true. You are a great father, even my boys' have picked
up on that as you have probably noticed. Anyway we will see you here at
five tomorrow, and we will look after Manuel till then." Mum tells the
man. Callum and me blush at what mum says about us, as we don't quite
realise how obvious we are about how much we love the man's fatherly
affection.

"Well since it seems that I have no choice in the matter, I guess I will
see you then." Manuel's dad replies. He then waves goodbye to all of us and
disappears out the door. I feel a little sad seeing him go, but quickly
forget about that as I feel the love emanating from Pierre who is still
hugging me.

"Right, Manuel and Callum, you two can go play in Callum's room. Josh and
Pierre will be through shortly but I want to talk to them first." Mum says
almost as soon as Manuel's dad leaves. Pierre thinking that we might be in
trouble releases his hold on me. I'm not feeling the wrong vibes coming
from mum, so instinctively I know that we aren't in any real trouble
because mum has something else on her mind. Callum and Manuel don't need to
be told twice, as they are out the door in a flash to go play around in our
room.

Mum motions to me and Pierre to take a seat. So we head back to the bed
that François is still sitting on and take a seat beside him. Pierre is
looking really uneasy as he still thinks that we are in trouble for
something. I throw caution to the wind and hug him, getting an objecting
look from mum, but she doesn't tell us off for it.

"Boy you owe me big time Josh." Mum says, causing me to give her a totally
confused look as I have no idea what the hell she is on about.

"What for?" I ask mystified as to why I owe her big. François now takes
the opportunity to give me and Pierre a hug, which just adds to my
puzzlement.

"You know what I'm on about, as what did you have me do today?" Mum says. I
look at her still puzzled, trying desperately to remember what on earth it
was that I had got her to do for me. Pierre clicks first, and then draws a
square in the air with a triangle on top of it.

"Oh shit, how the hell did I forget about that...? Does that mean you
bought it?" I say enthusiastically, after finally figuring out what mum is
on about. Although it did take Pierre's crude drawing in the air of a house
for me to finally work out what it is.

"Yes, the owners were more than happy to sell it back to François. We
had to get a whole lot of stuff sorted, but the transaction went through
today. François will get the keys in about a month, and then the place
is his. Mum explains. The revelation leaves a huge smile on my face and
Pierre's as well. I hug my boyfriend tighter, as I feel François do the
same. I am so thrilled to have changed someone's life for the better, and
feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"Yippee, awesome! Thank you so much mum, as that's just the best!" I tell
mum excitedly. I really am happy that mum has done this for me, Pierre and
especially François. I am over the moon and I can tell that Pierre is
just as ecstatic.

"No, thank you Josh. It was all your idea, as much as your mum made it
happen, if it wasn't for your kind-heartedness then none of this would have
happened." François tells me. It leaves me feeling even happier, and
filled with pride, but I still don't feel like I deserve too much
credit. He is family after all.

"It was nothing, as that's what families are supposed to do right, you know
look after each other." I say. François hugs me tighter again, and I
also feel Pierre embrace me in a hug. Mum is shaking her head, as she can't
believe that I'm trying not to take credit for the generous act. I still
honestly don't see what all the fuss is about, as François is family,
and I feel guilty knowing someone in my family is struggling so much.

"You astound me Josh, especially after everything that you have been
through. I really can't believe that someone who has witnessed first-hand
what can happen in a family can still look so positively on it."
François tells me. Mum and Sarah both nod their heads in agreement at
François comment. I suppose looking at it from that point of view it is
strange, but then again I love the family I have now and I know that they
won't hurt me, and that is the biggest difference.

"Yeah, well I have Pierre to thank for that. If he hadn't entered my life
then I would still have a pretty bleak outlook on things, but with him I'm
happy and positive, well most of the time. The other major difference is
that I love my family now, so I will do anything I can to keep my family
happy and safe." I tell them, getting the life squeezed out of me from both
Pierre and François. Sarah gives me a huge loving smile, something that
I have been seeing more and more of from her, which really makes me happy
at how things have changed between us.

"I really am so pleased to see that you have such a positive outlook on
life again, and I do know that Pierre is a big reason for that. I still
would prefer it if you two didn't show your... your affe... you know what I
mean. I don't want you doing that stuff around me, please, as that way we
can all live in peace." Mum says to us. I suppose at least she is honest,
but I still feel a bit let down over it.

"What about hugging, surely you can handle that?" I ask mum, sort of
pleading with her. I can handle not kissing around her, but I really want
to be able to hug Pierre, who I still haven't released despite what mum
just said. Pierre has surprised me as he has also ignores mum and is still
hugging me, but then again François is still hugging the both of us.

"Not unless the situation allows for it, but I will allow you to hold hands
and we will see how things progress from there. Now you better go keep an
eye on the other two before I change my mind. I will send François
through when I have sorted out tea." Mum says. I'm happy that we can at
least hold hands because it's better than nothing, but I figure that we had
better listen to her and scram. So Pierre an I squirm ourselves free from
François's grip, and quickly leave the room.

From the hallway I can hear the shrill laughter from the two little boys'
coming from the room. The door is closed but thankfully not locked, as I
turn the handle and open the door. The boys' are on the floor
wrestling. They are both red in the face and sweating. I can tell that they
have been going at it for a while as they are both panting as well. Mind
you as I now take a closer look I'm not so sure that wrestling is the right
word to use, because the two of them seem to be spending as much time
groping each other as they do wrestling.

Me and Pierre try to sneak into the room, but the two boys' must have
sensed our presence as they release each other, get to their feet and
tackle us before we have a chance to react. Pierre manages to avoid
Callum's tackle, but Manuel gets me and I end up in a heap on the floor
with the little boy on top of me. Callum who ends up out the door as a
result of missing Pierre, sneaks back up behind him and tickles my
boyfriend, who ends up falling to the floor in hysterical fit. I really
have to laugh at how ticklish my sexy French boy is.

"Thank you for everything you have done for me today." Manuel says to me,
and plants a firm loving kiss square on my lips. I'm totally caught off
guard and don't know how to react. The kiss feels nice, and there is a lot
of love behind it, but it is from Manuel not Pierre.

"Hey he's mine!" Pierre laughs more than says, due to still be tickled like
crazy by my little brother. Manuel just pokes his tongue out at my
boyfriend, before planting another kiss on my lips. This time he holds the
kiss longer, but he doesn't just do that. No he slips his hand down the
front of my pants and gropes me.

He takes really good feel of my dick, which quickly responds to the
manipulation as it stiffens in his hand. This seems to encourage him
further as he continues to caress my little hard boyhood. I don't know what
to do as I really want him to stop, but I also don't want to offend him. I
don't think he really knows what he is doing while he toys with my dick,
but I'm still getting some wicked feelings from him. He stops kissing me
and scoots down my body. I then feel him starting to undo the button on my
black denim jeans.

"Manuel, please stop, especially since the door is wide open." I say in
desperation. I really don't want to upset him, but my dickie is Pierre's
toy not his. He looks over at the door, and gives me a sheepish look
realising that it is indeed open. He grudgingly gets off me, and goes over
to close the door. I use the opportunity to stand up and re-button up my
jeans. Once Manuel has closed the door I go over to him and give him a hug,
then I walk him over to the bed and sit him down.

"Manuel, please don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like you playing
with my dick." I tell him in a calm soothing voice. He looks a little sad
as I say this, as he doesn't understand why.

"But... why don't you want me to, as I just want to thank you is all and I
remember how good you made me feel in the shower so I wanted to do the same
for you." He says, whilst trying his best not to cry. I feel a little
guilty from upsetting him, because I know he doesn't think he is doing
anything wrong.

"Look, please don't cry as I'm not mad at you. It's just that it isn't a
good idea to play with a boy's dick unless he lets you, as you could get in
big trouble for it. Some boys' would take offense at what you just did, and
probably hit you. Anyway there is only one person who is allowed to play
with my dickie." I say to him. Manuel calms down knowing I'm not mad at
him, and looks a little shocked and surprised when I tell him about the
potential reactions he could get from other boys' because I don't think he
really thought about that.

"I take it that Pierre is the only one who is allowed to play with
your... well you know." Manuel says. I just confirm it by nodding my
head. He still looks a little disappointed, but I think that he has
listened. Callum has stopped torturing my boyfriend to show me some respect
as I have my chat with Manuel.

"You can still play with mine!" Callum exclaims, as he pulls down his pants
and flashes his little ¾ of an inch dickie at everyone. Pierre and I
look on in shock, because we can't believe how much more confident he is
about his body. It is good to see, but I think that I might have to rein
him in as well. For the moment he is safe enough since he is only messing
around with us, so I have nothing to really be worried about.

Callum then flops backwards onto his bed, with his pants still down round
his knees. Manuel doesn't need a second invitation, as he races over to the
bed and jumps beside Callum. I really don't know as to whether I should
allow them to continue, especially given Callum's knowledge from this
morning, but I think they are safe enough with Pierre and me there to
ensure things don't become too out of control. I just let them do what they
want to do, and go and lock the door before pulling Pierre off the floor
where he has been since Callum tickled him.

Manuel is lying on top of Callum kissing him intensely on the lips. Callum
is lying there enjoying the attention but isn't reciprocating the favour,
because I'm not sure that he is really that interested. He seems to more
intent at trying to pull Manuel's hand towards his little dickie, which is
making me wonder as to whether we may have done the wrong thing this
morning. I'm starting to feel a bit sorry for Manuel because I think he
really does love my brother, but Callum only likes him as a friend nothing
more. Callum still just lies there letting Manuel kiss his intently.

"Man... Manuel... I need... to go... pee." Callum gasps as he gets the
chance. Manuel stops kissing him and gives him a disappointed look but
rolls off my brother to allow him to go to the toilet. Callum stands back
up, and pulls his pants up enough for him to walk before giving me a
pleading look.

"Can you look after Manuel, as I think me and Callum need to have a little
talk?" I whisper to Pierre and then I head over to take Callum to the
toilet, knowing that he doesn't actually need to go. I'm pretty sure Pierre
knows why I need to talk with my brother, because he doesn't reply, just
nods his head and goes over to Manuel.

As I wander over to Callum to take him to the toilet, I see Pierre leading
Manuel towards the door. Pierre and Manuel silently duck out to the
hallway. Manuel has a confused expression on his face, but I trust Pierre
to not tell Manuel too much. I lead Callum into the toilet, closing and
locking the door behind me. I don't want Callum to know that something is
up, especially since he hasn't noticed Manuel and Pierre leaving the room.

"Joshy, can you please give me those awesome feelings again, as Manuel
seems more interested in kissing me?" Callum asks me. He looks a little
ashamed for asking this of me, but he figures that if anyone is going to do
it, that I would be that person.

"No, I can't do that for you." I tell Callum a little too bluntly. His lips
start to tremble and I can see tears welling up in his eyes. He is really
insulted that I won't help him out, and he doesn't understand why.

"But... but I... but I thought that you loved me." Callum cries to me. He
is trying the whole guilt trip thing but it isn't going to work.

"I do love you and that is why I'm not going to do it." I tell my little
brother and give him a hug. He looks confused, but hugs me back anyway
letting his pants fall to the floor in the process. He doesn't care, but
really wishes that I would help him out.

"But why not, you and Pierre did so earlier." Callum states to me
bluntly. I am really starting to rue not locking the bathroom door when we
went for our shower earlier, because none of this sort of stuff would be
cropping up now if I had. Shit happens and it's too late to change anything
now, so I just have to deal with it.

"Yes, Pierre and I did show you. That is so that you can do it by yourself,
and leave us alone. I love you, but you are my brother and doing that sort
of thing isn't right. If you want someone to do it for you then you will
have to ask Manuel, but then you also might have to show him what to
do. Just remember that it is a two way thing, so if Manuel does do it for
you then you have to do it for him." I tell Callum. He gives me a
disappointed look, but nods his understanding.

"But what if Manuel says no. I will feel really embarrassed then." Callum
sobs. I release a big sigh, as this isn't the reason I wanted to talk to
him. I know that I will have to deal with this first, and try to address
the other issue at the same time.

"If he says no then you will just have to do it yourself. Manuel won't make
fun of you. I will say one thing though, if you aren't interested in Manuel
in... well a loving way... if you know what I mean, then you are going to
have to tell him before you ask him to do this for you. I don't want to see
you leading Manuel on if you don't like him in that way, because you will
really hurt him." I lecture Callum. I'm not sure he realised how much
Manuel has fallen for him, because he looks a bit shocked by what I just
said to him about it.

"What, you think that he... um... loves me in that way? I will tell him, as
I don't want to hurt him, I just thought he was being overly friendly is
all." Callum says a little flabbergasted at the revelation. I hope that I
have got through to him, because I really don't want to see Manuel get hurt
since he really is a sweet little boy, even if he is a little over the top
at times.

Callum pulls up his pants and does them up, before heading to the door and
unlocking it. I'm not surprised that he never uses the toilet, because I
knew he didn't come in here to pee. Once Callum opens the door and leaves
the room I follow him, and we both go back into the bedroom. I motion to
Callum to take a seat back on his bed, while I go to the main door and open
it. I signal to Pierre that it is all clear, and he can come back in now,
which he promptly does with Manuel in tow.

I go back to my bed a flop on top of it. I'm feeling a little drained from
all the conversations I've had to do today, so I just lie there
relaxing. Pierre lies down beside me, and I automatically clutch him in a
loving hug. He hugs me back. Manuel goes and sits back beside Callum. I'm
too tired to pay much attention, but I can hear Callum's high pitch voice
nattering away to Manuel, which I am pleased about. I can't work out quite
what he is saying as he is talking in a low soft voice, but I have a
feeling I know what he is saying.

"You think that? Shit, I must have done something wrong. Sorry I didn't
mean to confuse you. I just thought that is how families are together
because I kiss my dad the same way." Manuel says suddenly, in a loud shrill
voice. I think we might have just misunderstood Manuel's show of
affection. I sigh knowing that I'm going to have to try to clean this mess
up as well, as it is mostly my fault. I sit back up on the bed, releasing
Pierre in the process.

"I'm sorry Manuel, it is my fault Callum thought that. I have never seen
someone just kiss like that unless they are madly in love with someone, so
I guess I misread you. I say apologetically to Manuel. He really looks
confused at everything because he has no idea just how much affection he
seemed to be showing.

"But I thought that is how families show how much they care for each
other." Manuel blubbers in total confusion. He has been kissing his dad
like that for years, pretty much ever since he found out why his mum
left. Now he is getting told that it isn't what you are supposed to do, it
really is confusing to him.

"Yes families kiss each other, but it is usually a couple of kisses on the
cheeks or maybe a short kiss on the lips, but nothing like how you were
kissing Callum. Maybe if you hadn't seen Callum for years then you might
kiss like that, but even so you were a little over the top." I explain to
Manuel, but it does little to ease his confusion. It is too ingrained in
the boy as it is how he has greeted people close to him for ages, although
it may now explain why most of the people he used to greet this way don't
like him anymore.

"I'm sorry I didn't know. It might explain a few things, but it is how I
have greeted people I love ever since... well... um... since I found out
why mum left. I'm scared people are going to reject me if I don't show them
how much I love them, so I suppose it is why I get a little carried away."
He sobs to us. I can see tears starting to trickle from his eyes and drip
onto his cheeks. It really is hard on the little boy, because he only acts
the way he does from fear of rejection. I get up and wander over to him,
then hug him into my stomach and stroke his back.

"Look it's alright. I understand why you do it, but honestly how many
people don't want to know you now? It isn't your fault but if you just ease
back on your affection and do what I told you, then people won't be scared
of you anymore... One more question though, why did your mum leave you?" I
say to Manuel. Manuel looks up to me with tears still rolling from his
eyes. I can see that he is taking in everything I tell him, but I not sure
that he wants to answer my question.

"Mum left because of me. She didn't want a baby. She hated me because I
ruined her life, so she left." Manuel eventually replies and bursts out
crying. I am horrified listening to it, and really can't believe that is
the reason. It just sounds too awful, and it is no wonder that Manuel is
scared of rejection, because his own mum rejected him. I hug him tighter,
and Callum also latches onto the boy to give him a loving hug.

"Look Manuel, don't blame yourself cos there has to be another reason. How
about you just forget about it today and have some fun, and we will talk to
your dad about it tomorrow. Just remember that if you want to kiss a family
member, just keep it short and sweet and you will be just fine." I say to
him. He tries his hardest to sniff back the tears but is still a little too
upset.

"Thank you, but it's hard to forget about it. I have had to deal with it
every day since I found out, and it's hard." Manuel blubbers. I really feel
sorry for him, I really do. It is such a big burden to be carrying around
with you, and it really must weigh him down something chronic. Pierre also
comes over and sits on the other side of him, and we all just cuddle him
until he calms down.

It takes a while, but given the burden he is carrying I'm not really
surprised. None of us are worried and we just let him calm down at his own
pace. We all just keep hugging and comforting him as best as we can. I
continue to soothingly stroke his back, and eventually I feel his muscles
start to relax. I stop stroking his back and put my hand under his chin to
gently lift his head up, so that he is looking at me.

"I love you, and I promise that we will get to the bottom of this
tomorrow. In the mean time I want you to have fun." I tell Manuel and give
him a little kiss on the lips. He gives me a big smile, and kisses back,
but this time it is short and sweet. It also feels pretty damn good, but
not as good as Pierre's. It's more like the sensations I get when Callum
kisses me, a brotherly love sort of thing.

"Thank you so much. I love you too. In fact I love all of you, as you are
the best brothers a boy could have." Manuel says buzzing in the love he is
feeling. He has come out of slump, and is now looking really happy
again. He gives both Callum and Pierre a short loving kiss on the lips,
getting one in return from both boys'.

The kisses seem to make him even happier, because he feels like he has
really been accepted by us. It is the happiest moment of his life, since he
finally has people who care about him, and will look out for him as well.
Manuel really misses having friends but in us he has more than he ever
imagined he would get, and all because of an incident at the pool. It
really is strange how the world works at time, but Manuel isn't going to
complain one bit. All that Manuel hopes is that he will get to repay the
kindness somehow.

With Manuel happy again, I release him from my embrace and head back to my
bed and collapse onto it. I quickly get embraced by Pierre is a loving hug
when he lies down beside me. I cosy up to my lover as close as I possibly
can, just feeling those awesome feelings coursing through me. I'm feeling
totally shattered but I don't want to sleep, otherwise I know that I will
struggle to go to sleep tonight. So I just lie there enjoying a moment's
peace curled up with Pierre, just relishing life.

Callum and Manuel just enjoy hugging for a while longer, before Callum
whispers something into Manuel's ear. Callum then pushes the other boy onto
his back on the bed, before he gets off the bed and starts to undo Manuel's
pants. Pierre and I can see everything those two are doing due, to the way
we are lying, and I know instantly what the little shit is up to. I will
have to tell my brother later to do that sort of thing in private when no
one else is around, but for now I will allow them to play because Manuel
could really use the stress relief.

Callum gets the button on the blue jean Manuel is wearing undone, and then
he quickly pulls down the zip and yanks the boy's pants off, leaving Manuel
completely exposed from his waist down. Callum lies back on the bed facing
Manuel's dick. He takes a really good look at Manuel's thin long dick,
before he tentatively reaches out and takes hold of it. Callum is looking a
little nervous since he hasn't done this before. He has only watched when
Pierre did it to him.

Callum just gently feels up Manuel's dick which quickly hardens up from the
stimulation. The 4 inch thin schlong looks really out of place on the small
boy. My brother still a little cautious continues to just softly toy with
Manuel's dick. He slides his hand smoothly over the entire length of
Manuel's dick down to his ball bag. I see the big piece of meat throb in
expectation as Callum gently caresses the boy's prick and balls.

Manuel is really enjoying the sensations Callum is generating in him, as
the look on his face is full of bliss. He is starting to sweat from the
heat of the situation, and his breathing is already becoming laboured even
though Callum has hardly done anything yet. Callum isn't quite sure what to
do because Manuel's foreskin is fully retracted exposing his gleaming
maroon coloured glans. My brother distinctly remembers Pierre pulling his
foreskin back and forth over his glans, but Manuel doesn't look like he has
a foreskin to do that with.

Callum decides to try anyway, and wraps his small hand around Manuel's long
thin shaft. He pulls forward and surprisingly the foreskin comes and just
covers the maroon acorn shaped glans. Manuel gasps loudly from the
incredible sensations. As Callum starts to stroke his dick Manuel starts to
writhe around in pleasure. Manuel is also pouring out the sweat now while
he really starts to experience the awesome new sensations.

I feel that tingling feeling in my crotch as I watch my little brother mess
around with Manuel. As my dickie stiffens up I decide to grope Pierre
through his pants, you know just to see whether he is the same way. He is
hard as a rock. Pierre gasps and his body trembles at my contact, but I let
him go because we have already had our fun for the day and I don't want to
spoil it. I just snuggle back into his sexy body feeling him doing the same
thing. It really is nice just to snuggle into each other while the two
younger ones play.

Callum pulls back Manuel's foreskin and then surprises me by sticking out
his tongue and licking the maroon glans. Manuel almost squeals in pleasure,
and then takes a sharp breath in as Callum's licks his glans again. With
one hand grasping Manuel's dick Callum starts to lick the boy's glans like
a lollipop. He seems to be really enjoying it, but not as much as Manuel
who is squirming around like a fish out of water. His eyes are clamped shut
as the intensity of the feelings overwhelms him, and his breathing is
nothing more than short sharp pants.

Callum takes Manuel's dick entirely into his mouth, like he had seen Pierre
do to me. Unfortunately Manuel's dick is too big for my little brother's
mouth, which causes him to gag. He readjusts so that the long dick isn't
too far in his mouth, before he clamps his thin dull red lips on Manuel's
thin shaft. Callum then starts to bob his head up and down the 4 inches of
Manuel's dick, causing the young boy to thrash around even more.

I'm finding it really strange, because the more I watch these two go at it
the stronger the feelings in my crotch get. I am starting to sweat myself,
and my breathing is a little hampered as I am really getting turned on by
the scene in front of me. I'm finding really hard not to reach down a play
with my dickie, well more to not play with Pierre's prick. My body quivers
involuntarily as I feel Pierre's hand gently glide down my body till it
rests on my crotch.

I'm struggling to control my urges and Pierre's hand resting on my rock
hard crotch isn't making it any easier. The fire burning inside me just
wants to rip open Pierre's pants and take his hard piece of tasty boy meat
into my salivating mouth, but then I also remember what François had
told us and not to overdo it, and we have already done it once
today. Pierre is in two minds too, but he is now subconsciously starting to
stroke my dick through my pants.

Manuel suddenly grunts loudly as Callum continues to suck his dick. The
little boy tenses up, as he starts to get the first waves of his first ever
orgasm starting to ripple through his body. His body trembles from the
strong, concentrated pleasure which is emanating from his prick. He starts
to instinctively fuck Callum's face as the euphoric sensations take control
of his body. His face is starting to glow blissfully under beads of
dripping sweat.

I feel my body quiver again as I watch Manuel in the throes of his
orgasm. I'm really close to having one myself, but try everything I can to
stop it from happening, including clamping down on Pierre's hand.

Manuel's body goes taut, and he makes one last thrust, forcing his thin
long dick as far into Callum's mouth as possible. Callum does well not to
gag again as the long dick ends up in the back of his throat. I watch
Manuel's little ball sack shrivel up and his balls contract right up into
his warm sweaty body. His breathing stops, as his body quivers violently
from the explosion of intensely pleasurable feelings surging through his
frame.

"Ugh, ugh, ahhhh, fuucckkkk!" Manuel squeals a little too loudly, as his
orgasm rips through him like a runaway freight train.

He then crashes back down onto the bed in a heap, and gasps desperately for
air. Callum lets Manuel's still twitching dick slip from his mouth as the
boy collapses back onto the bed. The thin long prick is jerking around like
it has a mind of its own. Manuel's body continues to give an occasional
involuntary shudder every now and then, as his climax is slow to
subside. His face glows euphorically but also looks completely relaxed. He
is in a state of nirvana, somewhere between paradise and heaven.

I have to remove Pierre's hand from my crotch, as he is still
absentmindedly stroking me, in order to stop myself from having my own
orgasm. I am so close that I can feel my balls are starting to
contract. I'm struggling to breath from the intense feelings in my crotch,
even now without Pierre's hand down there. My body is trembling in ecstasy,
and I can feel Pierre's doing the same thing. I really am glad that Manuel
has got off, because now the feelings are starting to subside again.

Callum lies down and embraces Manuel in a loving hug as the boy slowly
comes down from his high. Callum's face is glowing as well, just beaming
the pride he is feeling from giving his friend such an awesome
experience. Manuel doesn't move much for a good few minutes, and when he
finally does all he is able to do is wrap one arm around my brother. But
even that seems to be an immense effort for the boy. Callum just lies there
watching Manuel, almost like he is a guardian angel or something. He is
just so happy to have given his friend so much pleasure, and is just
enjoying seeing it plastered on Manuel's face.

"Wow that was like so awesome!" Manuel croaks, once he has finally
recovered enough to be able to talk. His eye have now opened but not very
much, as he looks at my brother through tiny slits in his eyelids. Even
after all this time his body is still giving the occasional quiver, and his
big dick is still surprisingly hard but Manuel doesn't want to touch it as
it is still far too sensitive. He gives Callum a little kiss on the lips in
appreciation for what he has done.

"Thank you for that, but I can't believe how awesome that was. I know you
told me that you were going to make the pain go away and make me feel good,
but wow! I never thought I could feel that good, it was like the best!"
Manuel exclaims to my little brother and gives him another little peck on
the lips. I now know what Callum had said to Manuel before he even
started. I'm feeling quite proud of my little brother as in the end he put
Manuel's needs before his own.

"That's alright I figure you deserved it." Callum replies with a huge smile
spread across his face. He is just so pleased that he did a good job, and
that Manuel fully appreciates it. It is all that he was hoping for.

I'm just surprised how quickly the little bugger learns stuff, because he
only got a brief look at Pierre doing it to me, and yet he did a really
good job on Manuel. Although I am still completely baffled as to why Callum
decided that it was necessary to suck off Manuel, because just playing with
him would have been sufficient. But I suppose this is Callum and he does
like to show off stuff which he has learned, no matter what sort of context
the new knowledge is.

We all jump and quickly have to return back to reality when there is a loud
knock at the door. Manuel, still trembling tries to pull up his pants as
quickly as possible, but it requires a lot of help from Callum to
successfully do so, and button his pants back up. I untangle myself from
Pierre and get off the bed. My dickie is still hard as a rock in my pants
so I have to do a little readjusting in order to get myself comfortable,
before I head to the door, unlock it and open it up.

"I've just come to tell you that dinner is ready, so when you are ready
head over to your mum's room." François says once I have opened the
door. I almost get knocked off my feet as an overly excited Callum blasts
past me and François, followed closely behind by a staggering
Manuel. The mention of food and those two are suddenly full of life
again. I giggle while shaking my head after seeing their
enthusiasm. François and Pierre do the same.

Now that Pierre is also up, and standing beside me, we all head to mum's
room. Callum and Manuel are already seated on the bed, with a bag of Mc
Donald's and a soft drink each. As we enter the room mum hands me a bag and
a drink, and then one to Pierre and François. I feel a little
disappointed at having this for tea, because we can get it in New Zealand,
but mum has decided to play it safe since we have a guest staying with us
and she doesn't really know how fussy he is.

Callum and Manuel mow through their dinner, and are finished by the time me
and Pierre take a seat. They are both bouncing around on the bed that
they're sitting on waiting expectantly for me and Pierre to finish. Mum
seeing how antsy they are, motions to them to go back to our room, which
they do like a bat out of hell. I think that Mc Donald's for tea is
probably the worst thing we could have had, because Callum and Manuel seem
to be totally hyped up now after it.

I decide that I had better hurry up and finish my tea so that I can keep an
eye on the two rascals before they destroy everything in our room, so I
scoff down my food as quickly as I can. I finish my burger and chips as
quick as a flash, and chase it down with my soda. I still can't believe
that we are half way around the world and eating food that we can get back
home, and what's worse is that it tastes exactly the same.

For the first time since I met him, Pierre actually looks disgusted by the
food he is eating. I'm really quite surprised to see that look on his face,
because mum has dished him up far worse tasting meals than this, and yet he
never seemed to have any complaints about that. He always seems to be
really polite about the food he is given, but this time his face says it
all. Unenthusiastically he still eats it all, because he knows that he
isn't going to get anything different and so has to lump it like everyone
else does.

I decide to wait for Pierre to finish his tea, but it is a difficult
decision due to how hyped up Manuel and Callum are. I love Pierre too much
though, to just ditch him as he eats his tea, even for something as
important as looking after two boisterous young boys'. Once Pierre has
finished I grab his rubbish off him, get off the bed and dump it in the
bin. Then go back to the bed and pull Pierre up, before heading out of the
room back towards where the boys' are.

We aren't quite sure what to expect when we open the door to our room. I
half figure that the place will look like a bomb has exploded in it, and
that they will either be wrestling or running around like headless
chickens. When we get to the door it sounds a little too quiet for them to
be running around, but there is a bit of thumping and crashing going on
inside. They are up to something, but I already knew that was going to be
the case.

I open the door and get greeted by the two boys' completely naked wrestling
on the floor. Their clothes are scattered from kingdom come to Timbuktu. Me
and Pierre quickly scramble through the door closing it behind us. We don't
want anyone to see what these two are up to, especially mum. Hearing the
door click as it closes, Callum and Manuel finally realise that we are
back. They quickly clamber to their feet and hurtle towards us like a
couple of stampeding elephants.

They are both red in the face and dripping with sweat as they follow their
stiffies and plough straight into us. Manuel decides to take me on again,
leaving Callum to take Pierre. Me and Pierre are helpless to escape the
onslaught, and quickly get tussled to the ground. The two boys' move
swiftly, and before we catch on to what they are up to, they have both of
us stripped from the waist down. I really have no idea why they have done
this, but in saying that, I have no idea why they themselves don't have
clothes on.

They don't stop there, as they try to wrestle with us to remove our shirts
as well. The skin on skin contact, and the physicality involved trying to
stop them results in me and Pierre sweating profusely and getting
stiffies. Callum and Manuel succeed in removing our shirts, so we are as
naked as they are. I can feel Manuel's huge stiffie stabbing into me, as he
continues to wrestle with me, trying to pin me on the floor.

The constant grinding of my boner against his sweaty body is giving me
amazing sensations, and the blissful look on Manuel's face tells me that he
is experiencing the same thing. I use the opportunity to counter his
attack, and manage to flip him, and pin him to the floor. I'm breathing
heavily as a result of the strenuous exercise, and I can feel that my body
is really hot. Manuel's body is just as hot as mine as I lie on him pinning
him down, and we are both sweating like pigs.

I sit up on Manuel, and see that my stiff little dickie is resting nicely
in Manuel's butt crack. I shudder involuntarily. All of a sudden I'm
flooded with images, and start to shake uncontrollably. I feel a stinging
in my eyes, as my tear ducts start pouring out rivers of salty
tears. Pierre senses that something is wrong, and immediately gets Callum
to stop, and then they both look over my way. Manuel is really confused, as
he has no idea why I suddenly started crying. Callum doesn't have a clue
either.

Pierre squirms out from underneath my brother, then stands up and heads my
way. Instantly he sees what he thinks is my problem, when he notices my
stiff dickie resting in Manuel's butt crack. He quickly pulls me up off
Manuel and gives me a warm loving hug and strokes my back. I feel a lot
better in Pierre's tender loving embrace, and start to feel my body
starting to relax. I cling to my boyfriend tightly, and just cry on his
shoulder.

"It's alright Josh, it's alright. You got to relax and forget about it, or
it will continue to haunt you. I know that it can't be easy but you have to
try." Pierre says softly and lovingly in his sexy French accent to me,
while still stroking my back and hugging me.

"It's just too hard. I try really hard but it just won't go away." I wail
to Pierre. I am still crying heavily as I still can't shake those awful
images, which have been made a lot worse now that I know exactly what dad
did to me.

"What's wrong Josh, why are you upset? Did I do something wrong?" Manuel
asks me distraughtly, as he gets up and wanders over. He really thinks that
he has done something wrong, but doesn't know what. He is afraid that he
has offended me somehow.

"Manuel you did nothing wrong, it's just... um... Josh has a couple of
other issues which you haven't been told about." Pierre replies to Manuel,
who just gives him a confused look. Pierre doesn't want to elaborate due to
Manuel being so young, because he knows it will upset him and confuse him
even more.

"Does it have to do with Josh getting raped?" Callum enquires extremely
worriedly, after finally pulling himself up off the floor. He has put two
and two together, because he knows that Manuel wasn't told about that
aspect of my life to try to protect him from it. The problem is now we are
going to get asked more about it, and I'm really not sure how to answer
them.

"What's raped?" Manuel asks inquisitively. I knew that question was coming,
and that is what I was worried about. I'm still too emotional to answer him
properly anyway, even in Pierre's hug I still struggle to supress the
images. It really was not a good thing to finally find out what dad did to
me, because now I can picture it even worse than before.

"Trust me you don't want to know. It will really upset and confuse you to
know what it means, and I really wish that I didn't know what it truly
means." I blubber eventually realising that Pierre is stumped as to how to
answer Manuel's question. I feel Pierre clutch me tighter because he
understands why I wished that I didn't know.

I see Manuel's lips starting to tremble, because now I have made him more
upset and worried. He doesn't want to know what it means anymore, since he
knows it must be something really bad. He feels really sorry for me but
doesn't know how to react about it. In the end he does what his emotions
tell him to do, which is bawl his eyes out and hug me for dear life. He is
also shaking as he really feels the pain I'm feeling. I can't believe how
emotional and caring this little boy is, and I can't help but love him for
it.

Callum as per usual is upset and crying simply because I'm upset. He really
does love me, and we both seem to feel each other's pain. It is a similar
thing as what Pierre and I have, but in a brotherly sort of way. So I'm now
in the embrace of probably the three most gorgeous loving naked boys' in
the world, and I'm really starting to enjoy it.

My mood softens considerably knowing how much I mean to the three boys' who
are clinging to me in a tight loving hug. It really melts my heart to know
that they are that caring about me, and yet they don't judge me about it
either. That is the most impressive part is knowing that they don't care as
to why I start to cry, all they care about is making me happy again.

"So anyway, why on earth were you two in here playing around in the buff?
Also why did you think that it was alright to get me and Pierre naked too?"
I decide to ask the two younger boys' now that I'm fully back in control of
my emotions. I don't know why I suddenly decided to bring it up, but it is
something that has been bugging me since we entered the room.

Manuel and Cullum just look up at me and shrug their shoulders, which
almost sets me off in laughter. They both look as confused as each other as
to why they did it, because I don't think they really have any reason for
it what so ever. It was all just a spur of the moment thing.

"I don't know, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. It's also fun
playing around nakey, and it feels really cool too." Callum replies
eventually. He looks a bit befuddled about it, because he really doesn't
know why they decided to get naked to start with. Manuel also has a
sheepish look on his face knowing that there really is no reason for it in
the slightest.

"Look I'm not angry about it, but you two have to watch yourselves. Leave
playing around naked for when there is no chance of anyone walking in on
you. The least you could do is lock the door, so that you can get
yourselves changed before someone comes in. I mean what would you two have
done if it was mum who came to check on you, and not Pierre and me?" I tell
them. The both flush red at the realisation that mum could have easily
walked in on them. If that had happened then they both would have died in
shame.

"Oops, we didn't think of that. We will be better next time." Manuel utters
sheepishly.

"Just remember to use your brains, as I know both of you have them. Anyway
I think it's time to let me go, and for you two to go play." I tell them
and ruffle their hair playfully. Callum and Manuel look up at me again,
just to make absolutely sure that I am alright, and then they
half-heartedly let me go. They are still a little weary about me, because
they don't want me to get upset again.

Seeing that I am fine and not going to crumble back into despair, Callum
and Manuel start to wrestle each other again. Pierre is still hugging me,
so I tow him over to the bed and lie down with him. Now that we are both
lying on the bed I snuggle into my lover's smooth warm naked body. He feels
so nice and warm, and before long my eyes close as I drift off to sleep. I
really am tired from all the day's activities, plus I think that jet lag is
really kicking in.

Pierre sighs despondently once he notices that I have fallen asleep. He
knows that I need it, but still feels a little disappointed. He at least
wanted to get in a kiss before I drifted off, but that will now have to
wait. Pierre just snuggles into me as close as he can get, and drapes his
arms over me to give me a tight hug. My dull red lips reflexively curl up
into a smile from Pierre's loving contact. Pierre smiles himself and gets
that warm fuzzy feeling inside him knowing that I'm happy.

Callum and Manuel's wrestling moves from the floor to the single bed. They
are both flushed red and sweating again from the physical exertion. They
are also both sporting boners unsurprisingly from all the close skin on
skin contact, but they don't seem too interested in them. They just
continue to tussle, and throw each other around on the small single bed, as
they have an absolute blast enjoying the others company.

With the way the two boys' are wrestling it was never going to take long
before one of them found an extra toy to play with. Callum quickly starts
to notice Manuel's long thin stiffie constantly poking into him, and soon
his concentration goes more towards that than wrestling with his friend. It
all starts out innocently enough with the occasional deliberate grope of
the boy's appendage, but soon Callum seems more fascinated with playing
with that than anything else.

Manuel noticing that Callum is being side-tracked playing with his dick, so
decides it is time to play with my little brother's petit accessory. They
both start out just gently fondling and caressing each other's hot hard
members and silky smooth balls sacks whilst lying closely beside each other
on the bed. Their little hearts which are already raised through their
vigorous brawling are beating a little faster now, as they start exploring
the other's most intimate parts.

Pierre glances over at the boys' after things suddenly become a little too
quiet, and is stunned by what he sees. He really thought that they had got
over their fascination of the other's dick, but he is obviously wrong as he
sees them exploring and caressing every inch of the others prick. Pierre
feels a sudden rush of ecstasy, which causes his body to quiver
involuntarily. He starts to feel that familiar tingling feeling is his
crotch which is starting to harden up, as he realises that he is getting
turned on watching the boys' play with each other again.

Callum continues to just feel and massage Manuel's 4 inch dick. His fingers
gently manipulate Manuel's little marble sized balls, and all the way along
the sleek thin shaft to his glossy spongy maroon coloured glans. Callum
gently pinches the tip of Manuel's dick, causing the boy to gasp sharply at
the intense sensations.

Manuel has Callum's little 1 ¼ inch toy between his thumb and finger,
whilst caressing the glistening pink glans protruding from the end of
Callum's tight drawn back foreskin. Callum grunts in pleasure, as he starts
to get those awesome feelings come back. Manuel then releases my brothers
throbbing hard miniature dickie and tickles his balls, watching in
fascination as they disappear before his very eyes. He continues to tickle
Callum's now empty ball sack enjoying the velvety smoothness of the
hairless sack.

Pierre still can't believe that the two boys' are so openly playing with
each other, because he still remembers the Callum who was too embarrassed
about his size that he didn't even want Pierre to see it. He is really
getting turned on, and without thinking he instinctively reaches to my
crotch and fondles my soft little pecker. Due to me being in a deep sleep
it takes a while to respond to the stimulation Pierre is giving it.

Manuel slides his hand from Callum's empty ball sack and back up to his
pint sized dick. He clamps his thumb and finger around the tiny member, and
starts to gently stroke it. Callum on the other hand grasps Manuel's dick
in his whole hand and the tip still sticks out the top. Both boys' are
fondly stroking the others stiff prick. Their bodies are starting to pour
out the sweat like a waterfall, as they thrash around in pleasure.

Manuel has trouble trying to keep his grip on Callum's tiny little dickie
as the boy squirms around uncontrollably from the ministrations, but he
manages to keep pounding away on it without losing his grip on it. Both
boys' are struggling for breath as the tremendous feelings start to surge
through their bodies. Their faces are glowing in elation, with their glazed
eyes clamped shut from the intensity of the experience.

Pierre is subconsciously starting to pound on my little boner whilst I
sleep, when he notices something out of the corner of his eye. The door
handle is getting pulled down quickly, and Pierre panics leaping from the
bed and then he tries to hide. Manuel and Callum are unaware of the
impending invasion and they continue to stroke each other's rock hard
members. They finally notice that something is amiss when the door flies
open, and they quickly stop what they are doing, jump off the bed and cower
behind it.

All the commotion going on in the room wakes me from my sleep, and I look
towards the door. My body shudders violently and I start to panic. I try to
get up but I'm completely paralysed in fear. I start to sweat profusely as
my body starts to go into terror mode, and I lose control of my emotions
causing me to bawl my eyes out. He found me. I really can't believe it, but
he has found me. My body has shut down completely at the realisation that
dad is at the door.

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