Date: Wed, 2 May 2018 15:17:55 +0000
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: LOOKING FOR AN HEIR PART FIVE

			LOOKING FOR AN HEIR
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				PART 5
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CHAPTER 20
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Alexis locked the door, and in a quick move took Pablo from behind when the
boy was raising his arms to take off the upper part of his pyjama. Alexis
kissed his armpits and one of his nipples; Pablo finally could get rid of
his pyjama, turned around and met his adorable lover.  Their mouths met in
a long and wet kiss; Pablo enjoyed rubbing his friend's back and Alexis did
the same with Pablo's butt cheeks. "They are so round and beautiful!" He
thought. In a couple of minutes, the boys broke their kiss; their chins
covered with saliva. Alexis looked into his friend's deep black eyes and
kissed them.

	"I love those deep wells, Pablo. They look as if they had not a
bottom." Pablo dragged his lover to the bed.

	"Please Alexis, fuck me deep. I want you inside me, forming one
body, and one soul."  Alexis recalled the words he had said to the girl in
the hospital. Is it possible that a person can live melted into another
one?" He sighed.

	"I want it as much as you do, Pablo. I would like melt with you
into a single being and live together forever." They were now completely
naked, Pablo on top of Alexis; their tongues swirling inside their mouths
as the boy started grinding his hips on top of Alexis; their dicks spitting
precum. They only needed a few minutes to reach a wonderful orgasm that
took them to the outer space. Pablo slid to his right side still breathing
hard; Alexis dragged Pablo to him in a sudden and inexplicable tight
hug. Pablo was terribly fond of those expressions because he knew they
meant love, not sex.

	"I don't know whether I'll turn into liking girls or not; but I'm
sure I'll love you forever, no matter what happens to us," Pablo said.

	"I know that Pablo. Even, I don't know really why I have hugged
you. I just felt that urge of hugging you and be near you."

	"I like that kind of urge, Alexis, especially coming from you."

	"I must tell you something because in such a manner is connected
with this urge."  Alexis told his friend his visit to the hospital and the
secret about the heart she had into her chest. "When she started crying, I
felt the same urge, of course I didn't hug her; only I offered my hand and
she did not take it."

	"I think if you both were alone at that moment, she would have
thanked you a lot for a hug; she badly needed it. That's the problem with
this stupid society. We have to keep formalities that our hearts
reject. Fortunately, this is not our case; especially tonight." They
grinned. They were hard again and Pablo jumped from the large bed and went
to his backpack; he rummaged in it and soon he found what he was looking
for. A tube of KY he had bought some days back. He placed it on the
nightstand and straddled his lover. Again their mouths met and their
tongues explored each other cavity.

	"I know we don't need it, our precum would be enough, but it is
more comfortable with this." Pablo then lay on his back and raised his legs
to his chest. Alexis saw that lovely dick and the brown ball sack in front
of him and could not stop sucking them. Pablo moaned in pleasure when he
felt his friend's tongue rubbing his dickhead.

	"Sorry Pablo; they are beautiful." The Mexican boy grinned. Alexis
extracted a glob of the white and slippery substance on his middle finger
and pushed into Pablo's quivering hole.  The boy moaned, especially as he
touched that magical spot inside him. Another glob and spread it inside the
boy's guts. Both were very excited and expecting the great moment. Pablo
dragged his friend to him and took his long and thick dick into his mouth.
He made a few suck and Alexis was ready. "I don't want any jelly on your
cock." Alexis grinned; he started slowly scooting down, he kissed and
sucked his armpits; his nipples; his buttonhole and finally his cock. Pablo
then raised his legs to his chest.

	"Are you totally ready, Pablo?"

	"Yes. Please go ahead quickly because I'm very hot." Alexis
grinned. He positioned in front of his lover and lined up his hard dick
with his friend's quivering hole; in a single thrust, he went entirely
inside his friend's guts. Pablo groaned in pleasure as he watched his
beautiful friend's face smiling at him. Slowly he started thrusting,
increasing the pace as he felt his orgasm building in his loins. All the
sudden he stopped and breathed hard. "Don't stop now, Alexis, please." But
the boy knew what to do. He had recalled every minute when his grandpa
sucked him and what he did; he knew the result. It was hard but
worthwhile. After a couple of minutes kissing his friend, he resumed his
thrusts, with such a violence that the old mattress complained about the
sounds. Yes, it was good, very good! When they were near the point of no
return, Alexis turned over dragging his impaled friend with him. Pablo now
on top of Alexis continued moving up/down; his cock between both bellies
received proper treatment. In some seconds they exploded. Alexis raised his
hips and Pablo pushed back down to have the maximum penetration as they
went into another galaxy of colours and fireworks during short seconds.
Exhausted, Pablo fell on top of Alexis, his lank and beautiful hair
covering Alexis's right shoulder. Alexis rubbed his friend's back and butt
cheeks as he murmured:

	"I love you Pablo, I love you." They kissed and Pablo rubbed his
friend golden hair. As he separated from Alexis, surprisingly he observed
the white clear cream on his friend's belly as he was murmuring:

	"I love you, too, Alexis." Then he bent his head and lapped Alexis'
belly collecting his own semen. With gleeful eyes, he kissed Alexis mixing
their tongues. He exclaimed: "Have you noticed the flavour?" Alexis
understood thought that was the first time he had experienced that strange
flavour. For an answer, he dragged Pablo to him and kissed him with all
tenderness he could gather.

	"Congratulation Pablo! You are now a little man!" Pablo couldn't
stop his emotions and hugged tightly his friend.

	"You did it, Alexis! I'm very happy you did it!"

He then turned and slid to his right side, still with Alexis' cock inside
him. Alexis spooned his friend to him as if they were only one body. He
kissed his neck and Pablo kissed his friend's hand that was on top of
him. A few minutes later, they were hard asleep. At dawn, they woke up and
again their refilled young bodies went into another sex and love session
until they got exhausted.

During the morning they visited some other friends' farmhouses with many
other boys and girls.  They rode the old bikes under the lovely spring
weather, enjoying their child lives. After lunch, everybody got ready and
they started the return of that memorable weekend, especially for
Pablo. Alex left the family at home and continued to Maxville to leave the
boy. He parked in front of the house; the boys hugged tenderly and then he
kissed Alex's cheeks with a blur on his lovely dark eyes.

	"Thank you, Mr Lorton for this memorable weekend." Alexis had
descended from the car and hugged his friend again. "Please don't come;
otherwise mom wouldn't let you go; you know she adores you, and you look
tired. I'll see you tomorrow in the school." He watched how his best friend
climbed happily the few steps as he waved his hand to them. Alex started
the "Jaguar" and drove back home. Alexis would not see his friend for many
months.

Pablo entered his house and heard an unusual noise and shouts from his
sisters. Unexpectedly, his younger sister Rose hugged him.

	"Be happy, brother; we are returning home! I hate this wet and cold
weather. New Mexico is waiting for us!" She shouted choired by her elder
sister. His father approached him with a bunch of papers in his hands as
Pablo left his backpack on the floor.

	"What's going on? Are you mad?" He had started speaking in
Spanish. His father warmly hugged him and caressed his long silky hair. He
took him to his favourite couch and both sat down. He loved his only son
and Pablo paid him back. He was not like Alexis's grandpa but he had never
been rough to him. He liked his parents.

	"Sit down, my son." Those words in Spanish had a strong meaning,
and Pablo guessed something important had happened during his absence. "My
company had promoted me; now my wage will be more than double, and also my
responsibility. Our place will be where we started: New Mexico. We'll live
in our old house and with our old family; your grandpas, uncles and the
many cousins that you have. Mom also will continue her job in there. From
now on, you will have all those many little things that we couldn't afford
here because we had to pay this house. Now it will be different." Pablo
feared and thought of his best friend, he started to weep on his father's
shoulder.

	"I'm glad for you, papa; but what about me? I have friends here, my
school...  everything."

	"I know it my son; there you'll find new opportunities and a new
school." He paused and tenderly added: "Of course, you won't have Alexis,
but there are other boys like him." Pablo retrieved his head and looked
into his father's eyes, tears trickling his smooth cheeks.

	"No, papa. Maybe there will be other boys, but none as he is; he is
special, and you know that." The man caressed his boy's face, wiping out
his tears and softly kissed and hugged him.

	"I know he means a lot to you, but he is straight, Pablo; and soon
he'll find a girl to whom he will love, and you will be forgotten." That
was the first time they clearly spoke about the boy's homosexuality, and he
did it tenderly, with all his love, because he understood his son and loved
him. Yet, it was too close to the previous nights and days with Alexis in
his grandfather's farm.

	"No!" he near shouted. "He will probably find a girl as perhaps
I'll do, but he will never forget me. Never papa!. Never! Do you
understand? Never!" Pablo ran upstairs and fell on his bed bitterly crying
as he continued repeating: "Never! Never!"

On Monday, two events took place that would affect Alexis's life. When his
mother left him and little Maria at the school, the little girl ran to meet
her friends, however, Pablo was not there as every morning to greet him and
chat a little before going into class. Also, he did not see his noisy
sister Rose, too. But when he entered his Literature class, his teacher
looked at him with sympathy. The class ended and boys and girls stormed to
the exit like a hurricane.

	"Mr Lorton, please, wait for some seconds." They had changed their
surname to their original because his mom and the sergeant marriage had
been annulled. He did not mind since he had had practically nothing to do
with that man, except he had been his progenitor. He stopped and some
friends looked at him, however, he motioned them to continue; he would join
them later. When all boys and girls were gone, the teacher went to his
desk, extracted a yellow envelope and handed it to the boy as he said:

       "Unexpectedly, yesterday evening Pablo came home and gave me this
for you. I suppose it is his farewell; he and his family flew to New Mexico
last night." Trembling Alexis took the letter.

	"Thank you, sir. You have been very kind." He took his backpack,
left it in his cabinet and went to a far corner of the park that surrounded
the institution; that was their place where many times they had jerked off
together and even sucked when they were in a surge need. He opened it with
shaky hands and saw the around child clear writing: it read:

	""Dearest Alexis, when you read these lines probably we will be
landing in New Mexico; my homeland. I tried three times to call you after
my father told me the sudden change occurred in my family during the
weekend. I should be jumping of happiness as my two sisters are; in spite
they have their boyfriends here. I couldn't; the words were stacked at my
throat. When I started writing I wanted to tell you many things, but I
think all words are unnecessary, only that I'll miss and love you
forever. Pablo.""

Alexis reread the short letter a few more times; his tears blurred the
letter that was already partially stained by Pablo's. He carefully folded
it and kept in his shirt upper pocket near his heart. He remained there for
a long time, missing his math class; however, his teacher noticed his
absence but did not cross his name. Alexis thought there was no point in
remaining in this school if his best friend was not here. He would ask his
grandpa to change their inscription so he could continue in his new
school. The bell rang announcing the school day had ended. He went to pick
little Maria up and some minutes later, his grandpa came. He was silent and
sat near Maria special chair, not in the front seat, as he usually liked to
do. Alex knew something had happened. A scold from an authoritarian
teacher? A fight with another boy? He wouldn't press the boy. However,
everybody had problems and he had to learn how to face and sort them out.

Alexandra was now very busy, not only her work, but also her preparation to
access the University. Added to that was the fact she had continued meeting
Manuel; both youths were attracted to each other as magnet to
iron. Alexandra did not like to appear weak, but she could not stop her
heart started beating hard when she watched the Mexican biologist
approaching.  Manuel had never been really in love with a woman, except
when he was a teenager; now he recalled those moments and laughed. He was
fifteen and she was his teacher. Out of that, nothing serious. However,
this beautiful Slav was getting him mad, and he had not much experience. He
had fucked many women, but love never was involved.

They had agreed to lunch together and have a relaxing time, chatting
without any fixed objective; just being together. Both loved this. That day
was raining and it invited to talk. After finishing the lunch, they sat in
a quiet corner sipping their coffees.

	"How happen you speak so good Spanish? You must admit it isn't
normal for Slav people." Alexandra grinned as she recalled her thoughts.

	"Well, I don't speak much about me with friends, but probably today
I feel good." She paused and Manuel grinned. She then continued. "I'm half
Slav; my mother had a direct Spanish origin. Her father was a pure
Mediterranean breed. He came to New York when he was a boy in tow of his
father, a Spanish socialist leader and minister of the last Republican
Government; they had to fly away when the Spanish Republic lost the war
against the fascist regimen; he descended from a prominent family destroyed
by that fratricidal war. In his memory my grandmother made her children to
learn that language; she dearly loved her second husband. In fact, in what
my children and I are concerned, we were borne in California, there,
especially in the school, near all boys and girls spoke Spanish.

	"Have you ever contacted any member of your family in Spain?"

	"No, ever; even we wonder if there exists anyone."

	"It is funny; in such a way our families had a bond." She looked a
little bit perplexed to the man in front of her. Manuel then continued. "My
grandfather is close to ninety y/o, he was Mr Cardenas' assistant in 1939,
at the time President of the Mexican Republic. When that war ended, many of
the Spanish intellectuals were Republicans and came to Mexico as political
refugees. It needn't say that Mexico received them with open arms; that
signified a cultural injection to Mexican society. My grandfather formed
part of the committee that received and attended them. Later on, he came to
the US when inherited the hacienda where he still lives, and most of us
were born. He is an old-fashion but practical man. He directly descends
from Cortez, the Spanish conqueror of Mexico; however, that didn't prevent
him from giving the best education to his sons and grandsons. He always
says that education and intelligence rule the world." He paused.

	"He must be an interesting man to talk to. I think my father would
hit off with him." She rose. "I think I must come back home. I cannot lose
a single minute; at least until I pass the examination; if I succeed, I
promise we'll have more time to continue. Thanks Manuel for these lovely
moments; I really have enjoyed them."

	"Shall we repeat them? He looked intensely into her blue eyes, as
he took her hand.

	"Yes, Manuel. But please, leave me some time to get my goal." They
smiled and said goodbye. Both knew something new and wonderful had dawned
in their young hearts.

CHAPTER 21
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Alex had held the meeting with his team as programmed. Everybody had done
pretty well their respective tasks, and he had joined them. They were sat
with their cup of coffee in front of each other; the woman in charge of
acting as the spokesperson said:

	"Sir, we were right; they were real twins. An accident in the DNA
chain probably changed the way they grew into different placentas, though
rare, it is not new; had not the boy got dead, he would have needed a large
operation once he was into puberty, in order to determine his or her
sexuality; otherwise the Syndrome would have developed into an irremediable
deadly cancer. That's clear. The problem now is how to tackle this with the
girl's family, even with herself." Alex fixed his sight around all his
colleagues; some had been his students. He knew what to do; however, he
wanted them to express their point of view. The young woman continued: "As
usual, we suppose you want to know our opinions about what to do." Alex
nodded. "The first step would be to suppress the rejection pill, giving the
patient a placebo of similar size and flavour, under a close and continued
examination to observe possible reactions; however, that is prohibited
unless we have his family consent since we are using the girl for an
investigation." Another one interrupted her.

	"That's not fair; we are acting under the "bona fide" and the first
benefactor will be herself."

	"Yes, you are right," the woman answered. "But think by yourselves
what you would do in a similar case if the girl was your own daughter. This
is a strange and potential case for a scandal, therefore our suggestion is
to speak with her parents, and if necessary, later, with the girl. If they
agree, we'll go ahead, if not, we'll close the item." Alex put together his
fingers in a signal of understanding. He then said.

	"You are taking me to dance with the ugliest girl, don't you?" All
smiled.

	"Yes sir, we are.

	"Okay then. I think those stitches are more than ready to be
removed; tomorrow I'll try to contact her parents. After all, she won't be
under any danger if we suppress the pill, but I want to be scrupulous with
this family. It is better to say the truth. Thanks to all of you. I'll keep
you informed if I have some news." They rose from their seats and everyone
left for their own task.

Alex picked his grandchildren up and was thinking about the girl, and
Alexis was on Pablo. He smoothly drove into the garage; little Maria jumped
out and went to meet her little brother, as she called Christian, and to
kiss his granny. Margarita looked into her husband and grandchild's faces.

	"It seems both of you are coming from a funeral." Now, go and have
a good bath, if possible together, and later we'll have a cup of coffee to
discuss solutions." That was magical; Alexis loved his Granny and he would
tell everything; he needed it. He hugged her very tightly.  Alex had only
eyes for his wife; he kissed Margarita lovingly. Yes, she was right. When
they returned from the shower, she had the coffee ready; she knew none of
them would speak about their problems.

	"Alexis, my son, can we help you? If not, you better tell us and
we'll see what we can do." The boy stood and ran to his room, one minute
later he came back with Pablo's letter.  Margarita read it carefully. She
sighed as she passed it onto her husband's hand. "This family is condemned
to this type of messages; unfortunately there is nothing we can do, but to
wait till the time heals the wounds.

	"I love him, Granny, and probably I won't be able to see his deep
black eyes again."

	"Neither he will see your precious green eyes, my boy. You can
start writing or sending him messages thru what you call emails. I'm sure
he will be very happy receiving them." She then looked at her tall
man. "Now tall Alexei, what's the big problem?" Alex explained it in
detail.  And Alexis grinned. The boy said:

	"She is a beautiful girl. Please, grandpa, let me handle this
problem with her, but out of the hospital. I promise you a great success."

	"She is a minor, Alexis. Her parents are the ones who have to take
the decision; we won't move a single inch without their consent. There is
no risk at all, but even that must be handled with care; above all, is the
Hospital's reputation."

	"I'm afraid you must take the decision as soon as possible,"
Margarita said.

	"I'll think about it." At that moment Alex's cell phone sounded and
he motioned them not to speak." Yes, very well, no problem, I'll wait for
you, let's say about six p.m. on your return from the city. I think we need
to talk about everything before the child leaves. Okay, I'll see you
then. Bye." He widened his smile. "The Clarkson will be here tomorrow, they
said is not the girl's problem, but private enough to talk to me."

	"I told you that sometimes when a door is closed another one is
opened." They discussed the problem with the school and agreed not to alter
current situation just for a couple of months. Next September both children
would be at the new school. The following day the Clarkson arrived and
after the cup of coffee, Alex suggested to go into his office in the
library.  He wanted maximum privacy and not to be disturbed by the little
children. Carl Clarkson went straight to the point.

	"Alex, we have come to look for advice." He paused and stared at
his wife. "Still we can have other children. But in view of the problems we
have had, we would like to look into other alternatives, rather than
risking again the children."

	"Carl, Lorna, you have come in the right moment; and you have done
very well consulting me before you go ahead with a new project of having
children." They looked at each other in puzzlement. Alex exposed them what
they had found out after Alexis putting his doubts into words and the
procedure to follow. Lorna Clarkson was silently crying.

	"Right from the beginning, I had the intuition that we had only one
child, and now you have confirmed me that."

	"No, Lorna; that's not the truth. That has been an accident as many
in the life, Mother Nature is not perfect; fortunately, we have found out,
and now you can do differently to prevent it happens again. The Morris'
Syndrome is rare, but dangerous if not discovered in time." Alex
paused. "We have now two problems; one is how to proceed with your
daughter. We won't move a single inch if we do not have your full
approval. The other problem is what to do in order you conceive healthy
children. The first one is up to you to decide as soon as possible." Wife
and husband stared at each other.

	"Would have any risk of suppressing the pill?"

	"None. We will have a doctor from my team watching the girl day and
night. I must tell you that in patients that for an accident of any other
cause had been suppressed the rejection pills, even after the first
symptoms, the patient was transported to the hospital and recovered the
stability. However, I would suggest keeping the girl for a further week in
the hospital while we make the test. If the results are what we think they
are, you, or whoever you decide, must explain her the truth." Wife and
husband looked at each other again. "We cannot deceive her, besides she is
an intelligent girl, eventually she might find out..." The girl's father
shivered only thinking about that possible situation.

	"Okay, I'll sign the papers tomorrow during our visit to her. I
guess she would make many questions; she is a smart girl and will be
difficult to cheat her."

	"Why to deceive her? Why not telling her the truth right from the
beginning?" The woman said. Her husband bent the head as his eyes blurred
recalling their late beautiful son.

	"I can't do it myself and I'm sure you are not ready to do it,
especially now. Probably within a few weeks, it will be different." He
stared at Alex for a suggestion.

	"May I suggest you a possible solution?" They nodded. "My
grandchild likes her, but he is not ready to see her in the hospital; by
now he doesn't like it. However, we can arrange a temporal week outside the
hospital for the girl before we start the testing; then we will take the
opportunity to talk to her; either you or my grandson. Children understand
better between them."

	"That's a good idea. Once at home, she'll miss her brother and
perhaps I can talk to her.  It is not like in the hospital. Your grandchild
is right; that place depress some persons, and I am one of them."

	"Okay. Next week will be the right time. Now, about your other
problem. It is difficult to determine where the problem lies; it needs a
large investigation and that will take time, a lot of time. I would suggest
you choose the in vitro fertilisation. Having had the Syndrome in a
previous birth justifies any action. That would allow the specialists to
implant into your vagina healthy ovules already inseminated with your
husband's clean sperm. This would prevent from any hereditary malformation
or sickness. However, it has some negative effects: it is expensive and you
may have more than one child at the same time, probably two, or even
three. The specialist would tell you all pros and cons better than I do."

	"I think that's a good idea. I know I'll be some months in the
hands of specialists, but I think it would be worthwhile."

	"Brave woman!" Alex said. He then extracted an agenda and put down
a few names and phone numbers. "Any of them can help you. They are the best
specialists in this field in New York's area; however, out of this State
there are many as them; but I would suggest you to choose one not far from
home, so we can follow up the events without needing long
displacements. After all, it is not a difficult matter." Wife and husband
smiled.

	"Thanks, Dr Lorton. I'll see you tomorrow in the hospital when you
release our girl."  They shook hands and left with a different expression
on their faces.

As soon as Helen Clarkson was temporally released, she returned home, not
far from where Alexis lived. As most of her friends, she had a cell phone
to send and receive messages and calls. As soon as she arrived home, her
first call was for her friend Alexis; but he was at the school and she did
not ask about his cell phone number if he had any; she left the message to
call her. It was Monday and she thought she had the whole week for her. She
had been thinking about her boy, as she called him in her mind; she
couldn't explain why the boy had a phobia to hospitals when his grandfather
and mother worked in them. Yet, she ignored Alexis liked hospital but hated
not to be able to talk her freely.

Spring days were very long; sometimes, the sunset was near at
dinnertime. Alex picked the children up at the school; Alexis had assumed
with sadness his friend's absence, so jumped near his grandpa and kissed
him.

	"I love you, grandpa. What's going on in the hospital?"

	"Nothing special, except that I have a task for you." He told all
about Helen and he looked not surprised. "It seems you are not surprised."
The boy did not say anything in a few minutes.

	"Grandpa, I have had the same intuition that I had during the
weekend with Pablo. I had the feeling that I wouldn't see him again when he
happily said goodbye to us." The boy eyes' blurred and he kept silence
again. "Now I have the same feeling that Helen is faking. I think she knows
or guesses everything about her brother... or shall I say her sister?"

	"Are you a sorcerer, my child?" Alex paused. "From the medical
point of view he was a girl, though we have agreed to forget about that;
officially he was a boy." He grinned. Had not been driving, Alexis would
have jumped onto his grandpa and started making ticklish to him and telling
he was a real witch and wizard.

	"No. I am not a sorcerer, but you might be careful with me because
I can make you a spell and this car would be converted into a big pumpkin."
He motioned moving his hands. Little Maria got scared.

	"Alexis, would I be Cinderella then?" He laughed.

	"Well, maybe; because you are the most beautiful girl in the world;
so you must be a princess." The little girl smiled satisfied. They arrived
and as almost every afternoon, Margarita, and little Christian in tow of
her were engaged in garden tasks. The little boy ran when he saw his big
brother, as he called him. He was quickly progressing on talking. Margarita
kissed her adored grandchildren.

	"Alexei, you better buy one of those disturbing gadgets to your
grandchild, so he can speak to his friends when he needs."

	"I don't want them granny; the teachers have prohibited the use in
the school, and if there was an emergency, someone would tell me."

	"Are you sure? Okay. Then call back your friend Helen Clarkson; she
is back home. I wrote down her phone number on the agenda." He blushed as
she stressed the words "her."

They had not school home works because they were close the final
examinations, especially for those who had not worked during the year. He
picked the agenda up from the small table and dialled the
number. Immediately a sweet voice answered.

	"Yes. Who's calling? Alexis recognised immediately who was on the
telephone.

	"Is that the heaven? Because I can hear only angel voices." She
followed the yoke as if she had not recognised the boy's voice; however,
her new heart was beating hard into her chest as she felt a shiver thru her
spine.

	"Angel Helen Clarkson speaking; I suppose you are that devil that
fears hospitals."

	"I'm Alexis Lorton, and there is only a beautiful witch that scared
me; that's you." They laughed. "I have just come from school and I guess
you are looking for a revenge. But I am hungry for everything, especially
food."

	"In that case, ask your mom, and if she agrees, take the bike while
I get ready something to eat. I am hungry, too." A silence started while
Alexis asked his grandpa. He nodded accepting.

	"I'll be there in five minutes, except that someone tries to stop
me. But besides a devil, I am a sorcerer." She laughed gleefully.

	"You are losing a precious time. Come on, get the bike!" She near
shouted. The girl disconnected her cell phone and immediately went to the
kitchen asking for help to prepare sandwiches and a large pot of tea. She
had just come out when the electronic device at the main gate sounded. The
maid opened and some seconds later Alexis placed the bike near the front
main door.

	"Please, come in; Miss Helen is in the kitchen." Before the maid
finished, Helen appeared with a large tray; he politely went and took the
tray from her hands. She blushed. Now that she had the boy near her he
looked even more handsome. Alexis was thinking the same.  She was dressed
in a comfortable Scottish skirt and white blouse that showed the tenting of
her little breasts still free and not wrapped by any bra. He felt a twinge
in his loins and his dick started to get hard. Alexis looked into her brown
eyes and felt some sadness; she bent her head to prevent he could guess
what she had in her mind. She couldn't explain herself why that boy
attracted her so much and was always in her mind since the visit to the
hospital. At that moment she felt very happy and her body had shuddered
when the boy's hands touched hers with the tray.

	"Thank you, Helen, for inviting me."

	"I guessed that you would like it since you don't like hospitals."
He was munching and did not answer her until his mouth was empty.

	"Truth to be said, I don't mind at all hospitals, even I like them
because I know they heal beautiful beings like you. However, what I minded
was I couldn't speak to you as I liked, always being watched from all
corners." She thought he was right. They ate in silence and when had
finished she proposed.

	"Let's have a walk thru the garden. It is lovely outside, and I
like the open air after so a long time between walls." They walked up to
the main door slowly; Alexis stopped her.

	"Helen, I want to be whatever you like of me; but above all, I want
to get rid of all your sadness. You are too much pretty and good to be like
that. I can't bear watching you sad because you are not that kind of a
girl." She looked at the boy's green sparkling eyes and bent her head, as
some tears were appearing in her eyes. They walked outside and sat under a
large tree where she liked to remain, especially when she had something to
think about and did not like to be disturbed; he could see partially the
scar on her breastbone.

	"I like you Alexis from the first moment I saw you; you are not
like those stupid boys that think everything belongs to them, including
girls." She kept silence, and after half a minute she continued: "Yes, you
are right, I'm sad when I should be very happy. Nobody is ready to tell me
the truth, though I guess it." She paused and the boy kept silent. "They
treat me as a baby and I'm now almost a woman." She fixed her eyes on
Alexis'. "Please Alexis, don't be like them; trust me; I'll never betray
you." Alexis had bent his head, and a curly tuft of golden hair fell on his
forehead. Tenderly she separated it and saw the boy was near to break into
tears. She then added. "Never mind; forget it!" He retained her hand in
his.

	"No Helen. It is not what you are thinking, but you have pronounced
near the same words as my best friend did, and that has made me think about
Pablo. He thought he was gay, and probably he is, but still, I loved him
with all my heart. He was also sad until I demonstrated him that I did not
mind he was homosexual or not, that I was his best friend and I would
support him as I like to support you, Helen. I got rid of his sadness, and
when we were the happiest friends of the world, his parents took him back
to their homeland, New Mexico. I have lost him forever." Helen caressed
gently the curly blond hair and wiped Alexis' tears.

	"You are wrong, Alexis. He has you in his heart the same as I have
my brother in mine."  She had pronounced these words slowly. She seemed not
surprised. Alexis looked at her sternly.

	"I know you knew it, I told it to my grandpa and he couldn't
believe me. He said that was impossible since nobody had released a single
word about it. They feared you could have a wrong reaction and spoiled what
had cost so much effort." Now was Alexis' turn to wipe the girl's
tears. "Please Helen, let's stop sobbing like babies and face reality; ask
me whatever you like; I'm ready." She raised her head and took the boy's
hands in hers.

	"Thank you, Alexis." He knew she wanted to know details, why she
had been treated like a little child when she was close to twelve.

	"Please don't blame anyone. You were very grave, Helen. Your
parents were powerless and desperate; my grandpa told them you had to go
into the breathing machine, in order to keep you alive after your body had
rejected two different hearts. Unexpectedly, your brother crossed the road
and that car knocked him down. He was practically dead when the ambulance
took him to the hospital. Fortunately, doctors knew your case and could
artificially keep his body alive, not his brain that showed a flat line on
the computer screen. You can imagine your parent's pain. The hospital
called my grandpa at 4:00 in the morning, and two hours later you were in
the operating theatre; that could not wait. After five long hours,
everything was successful, but your parents still needed to assist at their
son's funeral. Can you imagine their tragedy? They have been very brave and
deserve all your love and admiration." The girl could not stop her tears
and shame.

	"Poor dad and mom! I never thought they were so strong. I have been
very stupid and egoist, believing they were not valiant enough to tell me
the truth; I feel very ashamed. I own them an apology for my way of
thinking. But, as you have said, we must face up reality, and start again;
at least they have a daughter alive and healthy." She grinned. Alexis
looked into her eyes.

	"Now, my precious young lady, I have got rid your sadness; and that
makes me very, very happy." Helen took the boy's hands and put them on her
red cheeks, and then, placed a tender kiss on each palm and put them back
on her cheeks. He returned the ritual, but he then added:

	"I love you, Helen; my brave and beautiful girl. I love you." She
looked into those lovely special green eyes, blushed and instinctively
their lips met in a tender kiss of love; this was the first time she had
ever kissed anyone on the lips.

	"I love you, too; my little devil." They laughed and with their
hands entwined Alexis said.

	"Still, what I have said is not all." He told her all about his
doubts and the outcome of her brother autopsy. "Nobody knows how it
happened; but you were real twins, doctors talk about something called
"Morris' Syndrome", that's the cause of his/her extreme beauty, so the
transplantation of his/her heart into your chest is as if you cut off your
finger and it is replaced again where it was before. It would be your
finger, not anyone else's." He kept silent for a moment and she said:

	"That explains why I felt so well right from the beginning." Helen
then kissed her boy lovingly and flushed, yet she felt the needed to kiss
her boy. She loved that. "I have a little secret, Alexis. I felt so good
that I hid when I took the pill; in fact, I have not taken any during the
last week." He smiled and kissed her a peck on her lovely cheek.

	"They had set up a team to follow up the performance of your heart
during the next week; they would provide you with a pill, they call it
placebo; that is just honey and some other natural substance in order to
see your body's reaction. That's good for me because you will then be even
sweeter than you already are." Those words made their young hearts to
explode in joy and Helen attracted Alexis to her. For the first time,
Alexis kissed and parted her teeth and their tongues and mouths met in a
long and sweet kiss that ended when they felt that explosion of colours
into their minds. That was lovely, especially for Helen, since she had not
ever experienced an orgasm. She could not explain herself what was
happening that bright afternoon that she saw happiness all around
her. Trees were greener; the sky bluer and that boy the most adorable
cherubim she could imagine. Was she mad? She thought. Alexis had noted the
hard breathing in the girl as they climaxed. When they separated, still
their hands entwined, she tenderly asked him.

	"Alexis, please, what was that? Why do I feel so good and happy?
Why do I see everything so beautiful? Please, please don't cheat me." The
boy caressed softly the girl's hair and kissed her a peck on the lips. He
could not retrieve his sight from the girl.

	"I can't lie you because I feel the same, Helen. But for me it is
very clear; you are the most beautiful and adorable girl of the world, and
I love you." She grinned and sighed with happiness.

	"Everything is new for me Alexis since you were in the hospital
near me. I couldn't understand why you didn't like to see me there if you
felt the same as I was feeling. I thought I was getting mad. When your
grandpa told me I would go home for a whole week, my first thought was for
you."

	"Because I knew what could have happened. We probably might have
been stopped by someone coughing; ignoring that we liked each other and we
were doing nothing bad, but expressing our mutual love, like now."

	"And what about that explosion of colours and being transported to
the outer space?"  Alexis grinned as he caressed the girl's smooth cheeks
with the back of his hand. Impulsively she then took the boy's hand and
kissed it.

	"Please sweet Helen, don't be mad at me. Will you promise?" For an
answer, she kissed the boy's palms and put them on her cheeks. "What we
felt was an orgasm; it is physical, but it is hundreds of times better when
it is experienced by two persons that love each other and are together."

       "Is it always like that?"

       "Even much better." She opened her large brown eyes in disbelief. At
that moment, they heard how the maid opened the garden door, calling
her. Her parents were at home.

CHAPTER 22
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Helen ran up to her parents and hugged both at the same time. Now she saw
those persons differently; they were like great angels to her, and she
could not stop her tears; tears of happiness and joy. She could not say
what she felt for Alexis and what they had done in the intimacy under her
tree, but she could express her love for those beings that had suffered and
still were suffering for her. Her father was the first to be taken
aback. He was not used to those open manifestations of love from his
daughter; most likely because she had been seriously sick.  He rubbed her
back as he saw Alexis standing. But she did not mind; she turned to her
boy.

	"Alexis, these are the bravest parents of the world; I love them
and I will never stop loving them. I never thought or imagined they were so
great." They sat on the couch, Alexis felt uncomfortable and embarrassed in
the mid of that familiar scene, so he excused himself, took the bike and
pedalled back home. The girl's father did not know what to say; he ignored
all of the information her daughter had. He finally said:

	"We have done nothing that any other father or mother would have
done for their children. Simply, we are real parents with our hearts
broken; that's all." Helen hugged and kissed her parents tenderly.

	"Not many parents could have endured the death of their son and the
transplantation of his heart into their daughter at the same time. Dad,
mom, you did it, giving me the opportunity to live. I'll never forget and
thank you enough for that great act of love and generosity." As they looked
into each other with their eyes blurred, Helen added: "Please dad, don't
blame Alexis; he is the greatest boy I ever met. I knew all about my
brother. Dr Lorton could make the whole hospital to keep a reasonable
silence around my case; however, a newspaper, abandoned on the visiting
room, gave me the clue. Alexis is too great to lie, especially to me. I
wish I had him near me in the future." Father and mother stared at each
other and the three joined in a happy great embrace.

	"Helen, since you know all about our terrible tragedy, I'll call Dr
Lorton, though I presume Alexis will tell him. The poor boy did not know
what to do! I think we owe him an explanation."

	"Please dad, leave that to me. The plan to use a placebo on me
during next week is not necessary. I have not taken the pill since Alexis
went to visit me in the hospital and I have not noticed anything."

	"That's an excellent news, but you have risked the efforts of many
men and women working in your case."

	"I am sorry, dad; if it is necessary I'll ask them to accept my
apologies, but I felt so well..." They kept silence, everyone involved in
their own thoughts; and then Helen said: "Dad, mom, I want to ask you for a
favour." Her parents were astonished; Helen had never behaved or asked for
anything; she took or did whatever she wanted; now she seemed to be a
different person, to have matured during those terrible months of her
agony.

	"What is it, my daughter?"

	"I am going to ask Alexis to come here whenever he can, to play
chess and chat. I know positively he enjoys it; that until I recover and
start making the normal living. I know that I should invite other girls,
I'll do, but never when he is here." Her mother understood and grinned
slyly.

	"Are you trying to fish him?" They openly laughed and hugged as her
mom added: "Be careful, he is not a common boy, and you will have a strong
competence. Permission granted, but you must promise me to behave as two
good friends."

	"Oh, don't worry, mom. He is too smart to give anyone the
opportunity for complaints."  Mother and daughter grinned and hands
entwined they went into her bedroom. Her mother then said:

	"Confidence for confidence, my daughter; your father and I are into
a new adventure. I can't say you anything else yet, but I feel very happy
with my new daughter and the project we have. I'll keep you posted." They
smiled and the girl sprinted upstairs as if she had not suffered that great
operation.

Helen recovered herself quickly and Alexis went from time to time to visit
her. Some weeks later, when he returned from school, he found Helen at
home, playing with little Christian and helping Margarita in her obsessive
garden tasks. His young heart exploded in joy because he had wanted to go
almost every day to see her. He did not say anything, but before his eyes
were all beings that he wanted and loved. He took her hand.

	"Granny, I am going to show Helen something." Margarita chuckled
thinking on what she did when she was their age. As soon as they entered,
he dragged her into a small pantry and kissed her a long wet kiss. They had
kissed many times before, but not with enough time.  "Helen do you want to
see real fireworks in the outer space?" She knew what he meant. Her parents
told her they were going on a business trip, in fact, they were in New York
in a special fertility clinic, and she would stay at Alexis' home during
the weekend.

	"Yes, I would like it very much, but not now. I have a surprise for
you, handsome boy: I'll stay here for the weekend." He could not believe
what he was hearing. The school had practically ended and he only needed to
go on Monday for the final assembly. He had nothing to do except being with
her.

	"In that case, I'll show you something. Come on!" He practically
dragged her upstairs.  He left his backpack in his large room, extracted a
key and went to the loft. He had cleaned it and door and hinges greased; it
smoothly opened. It was a wonderful place with a clean bed and many old
objects and junk spread without much order separated by a large folding
screen.  "This is my secret room. Well, it is not very secret; my grandpa
and grandma used it from the time they were ten until they separated." She
trembled.

	"Alexis; are... are we going to do it fully? You know what I mean."
He kissed her on the lips a tender kiss and rubbed softly her smooth and
beautiful cheeks.

	"No. I promise. We won't do it fully, as you say; we'll do it when
you like and want, never before; but I want to kiss that beautiful scar
stitch by stitch without having the problem of someone calling on us. My
mom is very tired of her work and the University entry preparation, and
grandpas are recovering their lost time. Tonight, around eleven I'll come
down to pick you up."

	"Why don't we do it in your or my room? It will be more
comfortable."

	"It is more exciting here, and besides, no one would search for us
in this place.  However, if you prefer in my or your room, I don't mind; as
long as we retreat to our quarters when we finish." She grinned at the
words.

	"You are right; we will be here safer. Now let's go downstairs."

They had a bath and dinner and joined in the comfortable living room. She
stared at the oil painting and to the two sketches aligned under it.

	"She was a very pretty girl, how old was she in this portrait and
who painted it?" A sweet voice came from behind her, kissed her on the hair
and sat near the young preteen couple.

	"I was nine, near ten. I still keep that dress and some others in
Maria's room. The original paint is in black and white, like the other
drawings; next time, we'll take you to Connecticut and show it to you. My
Alexei's father made the oil painting sometime later, as a colour copy of
the sketch.

	"I know the sleeping boy is Alexis, I would recognise him with my
eyes blinded; but who is the other handsome boy?" Margarita stood saying
good nights while the boy and girl remained sat in there. Alexis responded
her question.

	"He is Uncle Tom; granny's brother. She doesn't like to speak about
him because immediately she gets very sad. She loved her brother deeply and
that day probably was one of the last days they were together. Grandpa and
Uncle Tom were like I was with Pablo: best and special friends. He died
only a few months ago; we ignored even he existed and he didn't know he had
a lovely niece, my mom, and, of course, little Maria and me. Step by step,
I'll tell you about my family's lives. It has not been an easy life as you
might think, but a hard and difficult one." He was getting sad and Helen
watching nobody was there, she kissed him tenderly.

	"Let's go to bed; Alexis. We'll have time enough to get sad; now
our lives are on the play." He grinned. Put off all lights, except the
emergency ones, and slowly they went into each other room. They could not
wait till eleven. Alexis' dick was harder than ever and spitting precum; so
he put off his room's lights and slowly rapped on Helen's door. She looked
beautiful in that pyjama he had seen her for the first time in the
hospital.

	"Isn't too early?" She asked in a murmur. He grinned.

	"Yes, maybe, but I am terrible hot. I can't wait." She grinned and
kissed him a peck on the lips.

	"The same me. Let's go to our adventure."

Margarita had left the young couple watching and talking about her
portrait; she could not forget her brother. She had not touched a single
dime from that special account; it was as a sacred totem for her. She would
feel as if she made a sacrilege spending that money. She tenderly kissed
her king that was ready to start a new lovemaking night and had a look into
little Christian's cot, the little boy was peacefully sleeping not far from
their bed. Alex's cell phone rang. He thought someone from the hospital
called him due to an emergency, though he was not on guard.

	"Hello, Alex Lorton speaking; who's calling?" After some seconds of
silence, a well- known voice came into his ear.

	"Sorry brother I'm calling you so late, though it is not that; I
think you are recovering your lost time." Alex smiled. Margarita could not
hear anything, though she watched carefully her husband's expression, and
how his face beamed with happiness; so she guessed it was good news. Tom
continued. "I suppose she's with you now. I don't know if I will be able to
wait, but I would like to give her the surprise." He paused. "The day after
tomorrow, Sunday, all of you will be here for lunch, let's say at 1:00
p.m. Charlie will help in the transportation. Please brother help in our
goal."

	"Don't worry, it will be a hard work for me, too. I'll see you on
Sunday. Bye." He did not want to continue in order not to give Margarita
any clue about their plan."

	"Who is it? I thought they were calling you from the hospital and
ruining our weekend."

	"It is someone that I want to introduce you to; he lives two miles
from here and has invited the whole family for lunch next Sunday. He's a
special friend. It will be a lovely surprise.  He had been trying to get me
since midday, but my cell phone was dead." Margarita looked into her
husband's blue eyes and Alex had to make a great effort to keep her in the
wonder. He hugged and kissed his wife tenderly and she forgot everything as
they started their passionate lovemaking. Alex stopped for a few seconds to
watch carefully and with admiration that beautiful body.

	"What do you do to remain so beautiful?" Before she could say
anything he kissed her on the lips. "What about Alexis and Helen? Are they
still there?" Margarita grinned slyly.

	"I suppose they are doing what we did many years ago, otherwise I
would assume they are not as smart as I think they are." Both laughed and
went into action. However, that strange invitation made her think about
again; after a pause, she insisted. "Who is he, my king? Alex thought for a
moment, she was too bright and difficult to deceive.

	"He's John Corporate, Tom's father." Margarita sighed as all her
thoughts went to those lovely days of her childhood with her dear brother.

	"I don't want to see that man." Alex caressed his wife's silky hair
and kissed her gently.

	"You are being unfair with John. I should have been the same with
Andrew and I wasn't; though I'm not better than you are." He paused and
Margarita sighed. "When Tom phoned me from Paris and later I met him, all
my thoughts were to find you, and those were his thoughts, too. He
explained me everything." He paused again waiting for his wife's
reaction. "I must tell you things that I didn't want because we have
suffered enough and I didn't want to increase your pain." Margarita tears
started dribbling on her cheeks.

	"Your pains are mine, too. Please proceed and explain me, my king."
Alex caressed her cheeks and kissed her dimples.

	"Okay. When John Corporate proposed to take Tom with him, his only
condition was that Tom had to cut off any bond with us all, at least until
he was 21, though he could return with his family anytime, however, from
that moment they would continue as friends, but not as father and son..."
He explained what we already know. Margarita cleaned and dried her eyes.

	"That means he became, not only Tom's protector but indirectly
mine, too."

	"Exactly. Do you know your mother had not any insurance coverage
for your or her sicknesses? Yet, she came to my hospital for treatment; and
it is a very expensive one. John Corporate paid until the last cent,
including the funeral's bill; even he put some money into your mother's
account, therefore, you and Brenda could continue living. He did that
without telling Tom anything; he was complying with his word of looking
after you if you were in need." He paused. "That took a long time. Do you
remember that day when we went to the hospital to convince that stubborn
girl that rejected to be operated?" Margarita nodded. "That day your mom
was in another hospital area, Oncology, making the first checks about her
lung cancer."

	"That was about three years before we separated! But, but what
about the house and the Gallery?"

	"If we ever find and see Brenda, she might explain about the
house. On reference to the gallery, you should also ask yourself why you
were living in that hole in the West End. Tom never knew though he
questioned himself, too; but I must tell you. You had another two adults
half-brothers. Your mother did as any mother would have done, to help them,
though they did not deserve her help."

	"Why? I know as a dream about their existence, but mom rarely
mentioned them."

	"I don't want to hurt you, my princess, but if you insist..."

	"Please, Alexei, don't stop now." Alex kissed again his wife.

	"They were criminals. The elder one was convicted of drug traffic;
apparently, he committed suicide while he was in jail. The younger pleaded
guilty to the rape and murder of a young woman; with this, he prevented to
be executed on the hot chair but was condemned to life imprisonment. He
also died in prison twenty years ago." Margarita then murmured.

	"John had been our Guardian Angel until Brenda and I disappeared."
She paused. "I'm ashamed and feel miserable thinking like that; after all,
he is Tom's father and part of our family.  I don't think any real family
would have acted as he did. He deserves our respect and our love.  I'm
looking forward to next Sunday to hug and thank him." Alex hugged very
tight his wife kissing her forehead.

	"That's my princess! I love you." They kissed and drifted to sleep.

Tom was radiant of excitement and his father and lover felt the happiest
man in the world while he watched his son. Tom had fairly recovered; still,
he was slim but his energies had returned.  The new treatment had cornered
the virus into his body, though it was waiting for an opportunity to spring
out; an opportunity that Tom would never give to it. He looked into his
lover's eyes, and for the first time, after they discovered the terrible
sickness, he started undressing the old man.

	"What are you doing, son? Are you mad? I'm too old..."

	"Don't be a liar, dad. You have been and you are a real hunk." He
stopped for a moment and John looked deeply Tom's eyes as his rod started
to get hard. "I want you to fuck me as you did that first night in LA."
John Corporate stood with blurred eyes, took a special Condon and cream and
wore it on his hard cock. He placed some cream on his lover's hole and
finger fucked him.

	"You are as tighter as you used to be. I may hurt you."

	"Don't worry, you won't." Tom raised his legs to his man's sides
and John carefully pushed into him. Both moaned enjoying the moment of
happiness. Some minutes later they were engaged in making real love; John
slammed his long tool into his adored son's hole as he gripped his right
hand around Tom's rock hard cock moving it in up/down motions. In those
moments John saw in his mind the beautiful features of that boy he had
dearly loved and Tom the powerful young man that conquered his heart many
years back. Soon their bodies tensed and stopped breathing as the old man
emptied himself into the Condon, and Tom's spurts reached near his
neck. John fell on top of Tom's shoulder breathing hard. He slipped to his
right side and both hugged tenderly with tears trying to run on their
cheeks. Words were not needed.  Soon they were hard asleep.

In silence, Alexis and Helen climbed the few steps that led to the loft;
Alexis introduced the key and the door smoothly opened; he put on the light
placed on top of the bed headboard and the boy locked the door. Helen was
trembling with excitement and wonder; she looked into her adorable boy and
both went into a passionate embrace. After a long and wet kiss, Alexis cock
was harder than ever before, in silence he dragged her to the bed, and
started slowly unbuttoning her blouse. She was watching her boy thrilled,
her hands were trembling as she caressed the boy golden hair. "He looks
like an angel though he is a beautiful devil." She thought. Alexis raised
the blouse up and he watched that beautiful scar and those lovely
protruding little breasts. He could not stop and placed his mouth over one
of them. Helen squirmed; she couldn't stop her breath increasing. Then
Alexis pushed her gently over the bed and started slowly kissing and
lapping each stitch of the still red scar. Helen couldn't wait any longer
since she was terribly excited. She dragged the boy face to her and their
lips joined in a passionate long wet kiss, saliva now dribbling along their
chins.

	"I love you, Helen. I love that beautiful scar that means your
life." He scooted down and introduced his fingers under her pyjama pants'
elastic, yanking them down to her heels; she raised her legs and Alexis
took them off her. She was absolutely naked except for her brief pink
panties. In a quick move, she pulled the boy to her and again they kissed.

	"It is not fair. I want to do it to you." She smiled wickedly while
took Alexis' upper part of his pyjama off. She contemplated the beauty of
that still child wide chest. She thought it was not strange that Pablo
loved him; she was hypnotised with that beauty. She touched with care his
nipples and kissed them. Alexis trembled as his cock was pleading to be
released from its prison. She took only his pyjama's pants, as he had done
to her, but he said in a cracking voice:

	"Please, drag both." Helen grinned; she had not seen a boy's penis
since a couple of years back when her curiosity led her to touch her
brother's strange little dick; it was small, very small for his age and
body; she thought. She pulled down Alexis' garments, and his dick popped
out in all its glory slapping against the boy's flat abdomen. She laughed
amused at the sound produced, and her eyes glued to that wonderful
boyhood. That was a real penis; she thought, not what her brother had.

	"It is huge compared with my brother's little pecker, but it is
really beautiful." She touched the dickhead, now with a pool of clear
precum. Alexis sighed in pleasure as he watched how Helen put her finger
into her mouth to taste it. "It feels good and salty, like blood." She was
absolutely naïf about sex practices since she had missed classes about
this subject while she was in the hospital. She then innocently kissed the
boy's dick. "I don't know much about sex, Alexis. I have spent too much
time in hospitals, and before, I had no real friends who might have
explained me about sex; my mother is a little bit conservative, too; or
perhaps it was not the right time to do so; I don't know..." Alexis
caressed her lovely face and kissed her on every part of her face with all
tenderness he could muster; finally, he gave her a soft kiss of love on the
lips.

	"Don't worry Helen, my precious jewel; I'll teach you about
everything. Don't hesitate to ask me; I'll be more than pleased answering
your questions. Fortunately, I had Pablo and my grandpa near me for any
question about sex." She hugged him softly.

	"I love you, Alexis. I wouldn't change one of these moments for all
the gold of the world."

They were sat on the bed, their bodies touching; Alexis had placed his
right arm around her shoulder and was playing with her long and silky brown
hair. She again touched his ball sack and dick, dragging the foreskin down
a little. Alexis trembled and moaned in pleasure; yet she misunderstood his
moan. "Have I hurt you?" He smiled.

	"No, all on contrary; that feels very, very good." She blushed for
her ignorance but kissed him a peck.

	"Is this semen, Alexis?" He didn't smile because that was very
serious. He had to teach her.

	"No, darling. I have not matured yet; I still have to wait around
half a year to eject semen; however, girls are more advanced than boys." He
paused in order she could make any further question. "Do you have already
menstruation, I mean, bleeding?" She blushed again.

	"No, not yet. Should I?" He pushed her down on the bed and
partially dragged her panties, discovering her lovely pussy. He kissed it
and could observe a few light tiny pubes on the border, the signal of her
approaching puberty. He covered it again with a sigh.

	"Many girls with your age have it; but also many don't. There is
not an exact rule about this. You have some pubes starting out while I have
not the slightest signal about them. This means that within a few months
you will start bleeding; from that moment on, you will be able to conceive
a baby, if you receive sperm or semen into your vagina."

	"Do you mean we are not in danger of conceiving a baby if we do it
correctly?" He caressed her face tenderly and kissed her several times.

	"Helen, I love you with all my heart and nothing would make me
happier than that; however, we can wait, we don't hurry. We have all the
time of our lives for us." She looked into those beautiful green sparkling
eyes that she had learnt to love so deeply and got serious.

	"No, Alexis; you are wrong. We have not much time left. If you had
been near the death as I had been, you wouldn't say that. Please, my
beautiful angel, answer me: are we in danger or not?"

	"No. We aren't. Even if you were bleeding every month, the
situation would be the same. A fertile woman needs a fertile man to
conceive a baby; none of us currently is." She kept silence for a moment.

	"My Angel, if you like, I would like to start just tonight. I don't
want to wait." He caressed the girl's face again and kissed her on the eyes
and finally, their mouth met in a long and passionate kiss.

	"Your wishes are my wishes, too. Probably we may have some problems
with our parents. It is not very common in our society to do this so early,
therefore we must be careful they do not catch us; however, we'll learn to
sort them out." She grinned, kissed her devil's lips and in seconds she got
rid of her panties. She turned on top of him and both bodies, completely
naked, started rubbing against each other. Alexis knew the technique and
preferred a first quick orgasm, as deserts, and then the big main course as
his grandpa called it. He had tried it with Pablo and his sister Rose and
had a full success.

Helen wanted him into her, but she was ignorant about sex; so she would
learn quickly and would take the lead later. Alexis moved on top of his
girl and started kissing and licking her earlobes; nibbling her neck, and
lapping her armpits. She laughed hysterically in a mix of ticklish and
pleasure, but they were too excited and hot. He scooted down and his hard
tool rubbed her clitoris as she, instinctively, pushed her hips up. Her
breathing was now hard and erratic. Alexis took one of her breasts into his
mouth and sucked it rubbing the erected nipple with the tip of his
tongue. She screamed; her eyes were closed and in her mind, she saw a large
wonderful rainbow that she was quickly climbing with pleasure. Alexis was
close his first orgasm, too; and before he could suck the second breast,
their bodies tensed, and that explosion of colours and rockets came into
their minds near at the same time. Their bodies gripped into one, turning
from one side to the other on the bed. Finally, they stopped; she was on
top of him; her lovely head on his right shoulder recovering her breathing,
enjoying the bliss of their orgasms and warmness of their bodies. After
some minutes they relaxed, she grinned and straddled her adored boy.

	"You, little devil, were tempting me to leave this for later!
Fortunately, I am a clever angel, and ignored your advice." She kissed him
before he could argue. He chuckled thinking about the coming actions. They
ended the kiss and she slid to her left side, facing Alexis. He caressed
her face and kissed her scar.

	"Sorry, my lady; still we have all night ahead; that has only been
the aperitif."

	"The aperitif?" The girl wide opened her lovely eyes smiling. "Do
you mean still can be even better?" He smirked.

	"Yes. Hundreds of times better. I don't have enough experience; but
when persons mature, that can be multiplied. If not, how can you explain
Romeo and Juliet, Don Juan and Doña Inez, and Marco Antonio and
Cleopatra's actions?"

	"But it still has been great enough; it is worthwhile to fight for
it." She kissed Alexis on the eyes. "Let's go for one of those great
moments, my little devil. I don't mind to go to the hell if you are coming
with me." Alexis laughed softly.

	"Now I have to warn you about a little cost that women have to pay
once." She interrupted him, planting her mouth on his.

	"I know it, and I assume that risk; but please, when we are near
the great explosion don't stop, even if I bite you in pain. I don't think
it is that much, but I'll go thru without any problem. Do you have a towel
here?" He motioned to a little door where a small bathroom had been
built. She spread it on the bed and she recovered her place on top of him.

Alexis turned Helen so now he was on top of her. Again they started making
love. The boy scooted down, screwing her navel, he gave a quick tongue lap
to her vagina introducing the tip of his tongue into her virginal canal;
she squirmed in pleasure and was surprised how her boy did not mind to lick
her own juices when he took in his lips the thin clitoris. She trembled. He
continued down licking and kissing her white and smooth thighs while his
hand did not stop and carefully was massaging her little breasts. She
closed her eyes and felt how she was climbing the rainbow again; her
breathing increased. She placed her hands on the boy's butt globes and
started kneading them; she loved the feeling. Alexis waited a couple of
minutes more until he noticed she was almost her climax; then he guided his
boyhood to her wet vagina and pushed a little until he felt her barrier;
both trembled with the pleasure. Alexis then retracted and pushed again,
and he could observe how his dick went deeper into her; she moaned. A third
and stronger push and his dick buried entirely into her marvellous
cave. What a wonderful sensation! Nothing to do with when he fucked Pablo's
sister.

The great moment was approaching. Helen had felt the sharp pain; the first
time no so hard; the second harder and painful, but after that, a glorious
moment that made her mind to climb the final steps of her magical
rainbow. That new and great sensation even increased as her boy pushed and
pulled out of her as a rabbit; she felt the boy's breath on her
face. Unexpectedly, she embraced him very tight, as she climbed the final
step of her magical rainbow and their bodies gripped as only one. It was
not an explosion, but a "big-bang" that took them over the galaxies beyond
the stars and over the infinite space, and into another space full of
rainbows that exploded continuously in a marvellous split of colours. She
thought she had passed away and was in the heaven with her boy. They
drifted into a lovely asleep and dream.

A few hours later, she woke up because Alexis was asleep partially on top
of her, and she had some difficulty in moving. She accommodated him near
her, taking care not to wake him up. He was so beautiful, so sweet! She
thought how their lives would be in the future, but did not mind; that
night had been worthwhile to live. If she had to die, that would have been
a good moment.  The boy woke up, rubbed his eyes and kissed her on the
lips.

	"I love you, my angel."

	"I love you, my little devil." They embraced as their mouths joined
in an eternal kiss and the boy penetrated her again making the sweetest
love of their young lives.

CHAPTER 23
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Next day, Saturday, Helen woke up early at dawn; soon the first sun rays of
that glorious June 2000 would appear thru the large loft window that had
not any curtains. She contemplated for a few moments that beautiful naked
blond boy near her: "her devil boy" as she mentally called him. She could
not resist the temptation of kissing those red lips. She was amused
watching the tent formed on the sheet by his erected penis. He had
fulfilled all her expectations about that moment of consummating their
love. Lately, she would talk many times with her most close friends about
this moment of the sex, and she smiled for herself thinking how ignorant
her friends were and how far they were about the reality!!! It was hundred
times better than they thought; however, she would not say anything to wake
up her friends from their error. That was her secret and wouldn't share
with anybody, except with her sweet devil. And still, it will be better,
she thought, "as my devil says." She would have liked to grow quicker up
and had that great experience. She grinned.

She entirely uncovered that beautiful boy body and kissed him passionately;
Alexis woke up and dragged her to his chest. He needed to pee, but that
could wait. Their mouth joined and tongues danced again. She guided his
hard tool into her and the new climbing of the rainbow started until that
new explosion arrived, and exhausted fell on top of her devil. After some
minutes of relaxing, Alexis caressed her face and kissed her a peck.

	"We better get up and go to our respective rooms. I'll take care of
the room and get ready for tonight." She kissed him.

	"Let's start together right from the beginning. We'll take care
together." They happily smiled, got their clothes, and wore thick fabric
gowns. A few minutes later, they were asleep under the sheets in their
respective rooms with a lovely smile on the lips. A couple of hours later,
Helen woke up, it was 9:30 am. After having a shower, she went downstairs
and could only hear the happy yelling and giggles of a little boy while his
mammy, Margarita, was feeding him.

	"You look beautiful, this morning, Helen!" The girl blushed deeply
because she guessed Margarita was reading in her eyes, and she felt very
happy. Instead of answering with words, Helen hugged Margarita, and she
understood. Margarita caressed her hair and kissed the girl on her
forehead. "You must be hungry."

	"Yes, I am."

	"Over there is everything, coffee and tea ready. Please help
yourself." She did, and in silence ate her huge breakfast. It had been the
first time that she had slept in that house, yet she felt even better than
in her home. Margarita cleaned the little boy's face and kissed him.  She
lifted him from the special chair and patted his little butt. The little
boy bubbled happily and placed his little hand on his pecker.

	"Mammy, pee." Helen grinned. She had finished her breakfast and
felt strange that the little imp had already learnt to ask for the pee.

	"I'll take care of this little man." Margarita grinned
satisfied. Helen took Christian to the bathroom, dragged his little pants,
and sat him on the toilet. He was not wearing any diaper.  She pushed the
water button and they ran outside. "Let's see what Alexis is doing." The
little boy grinned.

	"Yes, wake Axis." He still could not properly pronounce the boy's
name. Helen opened the door and the little boy ran to Alexis' bed; she
helped him to climb the bed and in seconds, he was kissing his
nephew. Alexis woke up, lifted the baby to his naked chest, and started
kissing and nibbling at his little belly. The little child yelled and
laughed uncontrollably. Helen contemplated the scene and felt how her love
poured on her boy. She could not stop herself and kissed tenderly her
boy. "What a great father he will be." She thought.

	"C'mon lazy boy, get up" We need to make some sports exercises."

	"Give me ten minutes and I'll be having my breakfast." She
descended the wide stairs and on the bottom were Alex and little Maria.

	"Good morning my beautiful princess," Alex said kissing the
girl. "As soon as my lazy grandchild comes down, we plan to go swimming. Do
you want to join us?" The girl thought she did not like to show her scar,
though she loved swimming. Alex guessed it. "Don't worry my angel; we'll
buy a swimming dress that covers your scar." Helen hugged that big man that
had brought her the happiest moments of her young life. Alex caressed
gently her back and kissed her soft hair. Except for Alexandra, that had
been studying near all night, the whole family walked up to the swimming
installations. When they thought Christian was tired enough they walked
back, but they did a little detour passing in front of Margarita's old
home. She looked at her husband and near blushed as teenagers recalling
their happy times in that house.

	"What wonderful times we spent in this house!" She sighed. Alexis
pressed Helen's hand as telling her he would explain later.

	"I would have bought it for you, my wife; but it is not on sale."
They continued home, and as soon they were in, little Christian saw
Alexandra and ran to her. She opened her arms and lifted the little boy,
first to over her head and then to her chest, kissing his red hair. The
little imp had conquered all hearts living in the house.

	"How's my little Irish brother." The little boy kissed her.

	"I'm Christian." She started making ticklish to the little boy and
his giggles filled the house.

	"We need to talk after lunch. Tomorrow, the whole family, including
Helen and Christian, are invited to lunch; it is not far away, only a
couple of miles to the North." They looked surprised, especially Alexandra
and Helen. The girl then argued.

	"I'm not prepared. I don't have a proper dress for a formal lunch."
Margarita then grinned.

	"It's not a formal luncheon, but a family one." Alexandra looked
perplexed; as far as she could remember, they had not any other
relatives. Margarita guessed her daughter's thoughts and added: "He's Uncle
Tom's father." Alexandra watched her mother and hugged her very
tightly. She knew how important any news from her lost brother meant to
her. After lunch, little Christian went for a siesta and Helen, little
Maria and Alexis left the adults and started enjoying the lovely and warm
weather under the big trees. The adults were sat in front of the large
window facing the beautiful garden now the plants in full blossom,
especially roses and daisies.

	"Did you know him, mom?" Alexandra asked.

	"No. It will be the first time that I meet him. Your father knew
him when he was a boy and accompanied your Uncle Tom; lately, they met in
Paris and now a few times here, however, your father kept that for himself
until the old man showed up." Margarita explained to her daughter all that
Alex had told her the previous night.

	"You had a lot of angels around you and you ignored their
existence. If you had posted that letter we might have avoided a lot of
pains, mom. Probably our lives would have been entirely different." Alex
hugged his daughter.

	"We didn't lose all; at least, you lived happily and enjoyed your
life near Andrew, we should not forget that. Who knows, my child?"
Alexandra hugged her father back; she thought how great her parents were
with her.

	"Yes, father. You are right. Let's look forward to the future." She
looked thru the window and saw her son and Helen playing with little
Maria. "They are very happy, too; I would say as happy as you, rascals,
were at their ages." Margarita and her husband smiled.

The evening came, and when silence overtook the house, Alexis and Helen
flew to their net to enjoy another great night of love, as they would do in
the future. In the bliss of their beautiful climaxes, Alexis explained
Helen entirely what he knew about his family's lives. Sunday arrived, and
all, except little Christian and Maria, were nervous. Alex more than
anyone; he did not know how Margarita would react before her "late"
brother, but that was how Tom had liked to happen.

At a quarter to one, a large and luxury "Mercedes" drove into the large
ground in front of the house. Alex then told the driver to wait a
minute. Soon Margarita came out. The driver, a tall middle-aged man, went
around the car and opened the passenger's door to give access to Margarita
and Alex; they boarded the car; while the rest went into the "Jaguar"
driven by Alexandra. The cars smoothly drove until they stopped in front of
a similar large house. As they were descending from the cars in front of
the main front door, a slim and handsome middle- aged man appeared. Tom had
planned to remain inside the house, but he couldn't wait.  Margarita looked
at him, she remained petrified and nailed to the grass; she could not
believe what her eyes were watching! She reacted when she felt her
brother's arms around her as both hugged very tight.

	"My sweet Margarita, my little and sweet Margarita!" That was only
what he could say. A bump tightened his throat as Margarita rubbed her
brother back and streams of tears dribbled down the brothers' faces. She
looked at her husband tenderly.

	"I won't forgive you for this." However, he knew she was not
telling the truth. Tom then looked at the rest. He hugged everyone, and
when he reached the red-haired little boy, he said:

	"Who is this beautiful red imp? The little boy started to laugh as
his uncle lifted him.  Then he placed the baby on Alexandra's arms and
dragged his sister into the house. Margarita was exultant, but could not
stop her tears; she thought they were in a dream, and she didn't want to
wake up. They entered the house where his father was waiting. The old man
stood and Margarita hugged him gently.

	"Thank you, John, for being the father that we never had and our
custodian Angel. We won't be able to pay you back what you have done to
this family. Thanks again, father." The emotions overtook him.

	"I have been well paid by Tom and now by you, sweet Margarita."

Many questions and answers were raised; and after some minutes, the family
was comfortable talking about the past years. Tom looked at Alexis and
Helen and motioned them to sit near him. Looking at his niece, he added,
"What a beautiful future we have, Alexandra, with these children." Helen
blushed, but she felt very good and happy when Alexis pressed her hand.

That was a memorable day. John Corporate felt very happy watching his son
and lover beside all of those human beings that now were looking ahead and
trying to forget the terrible past; all now formed a large family.
Certainly, Alexandra missed her late father, but she assumed that had been
an accident; her real family was in front of her. Watching that noisy
reunion, in her mind she did not discard to form a new family. She had
found a man that loved her as her real parents had loved each other; still,
she was young; but she also was aware that her children belonged to Alex
and Margarita forever; especially her beautiful and smart son.

CHAPTER 24
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Thousands of miles away, Brenda and Jeff Brickfield were sat at the large
living-room in their home in the outskirts of Sidney, in Australia. They
had immigrated from the US to the large continent more than twenty years
ago, where Jeff had restarted in the building business, as he was a good
architect. They had a girl of twenty, Lucy; and two boys, Karl of eighteen,
and Tommy of near eleven y/o. They were waiting for their sons to return
home from school and Lucy from their office in Sidney. Lucy was a fair
girl, not as pretty as her mother was at her age, but had a lovely
figure. Truly she was a Brickfield. Karl was a mix of Martinez and
Brickfield.  However, little Tom was a real duplicate of their Uncle Tom;
large black eyes, curly long hair till near his shoulders, and two
beautiful dimples on his lovely child face that made mad his father.  They
heard the school bus stopping outside, and a few seconds later, the young
boy stomped into the large room, left his backpack on the floor and jumped
on his father's lap. He tenderly kissed the man and then he gave a peck to
his mom.

	"Hey Tom, I have brought you a little present. It is in your room."
The boy looked at his father and again kissed him. He adored his big man,
as he called him. He ran to his room as Brenda scolded her husband with
love.

	"You shouldn't encourage him with those presents." Jeff stared at
his beautiful and intelligent wife.

	"Why not? That makes him feel happy and there is nobody strange in
this house. I don't think a dress will make him different, and he is so
pretty..." They were interrupted by the boy's yells that came converted
into a lovely little girl wearing the pink skirt and a white blouse with a
red ribbon to keep his long hair off his forehead. The boy/girl jumped
again onto his father's lap and hugged him tenderly.

	"I love you, daddy. I love you very much! It is beautiful; I'll
wear it until Karl sees me."  The man hugged the little boy and rubbed his
back as he murmured tenderly into the boy's ear.

	"My little queer... I immensely love you. You are beautiful!" The
boy grinned and sighed.

	"I must do my home-works before anything. Please, daddy, call me if
Karl arrives." The man patted the little boy's butt and he ran to his room
wiggling it. Brenda smiled.

	"He is a real copy of my disappeared brother at his age. I'd give
half of my fortune to hug my little Margarita and my Tom." Her lovely eyes
blurred as her husband placed his strong arms around her shoulders, while
she continued. "I couldn't even say that I deeply loved her; she probably
got the idea I hated her, but that was only fiction. What would happen to
my sister?"

	"Please Brenda; now that we are going to retire to the US, I'll do
the best to find her, and I promise you, if she's alive, we'll see her."
She kissed her husband and went to the kitchen to get dinner ready. They
had not any assistant available during the weekends, and that pleased the
young boy that could stay dressed as he liked.

Brenda's cell phone chimed and she placed it on her ear while she was
opening the large fridge.

	"Hello, Mrs Brickfield?

	"Yes, Brenda Brickfield speaking. Who..." The other voice
interrupted her.

	"Mrs Brickfield, I'm John Flock, from Investigations Inc." Brenda
released a sigh as the man continued. "You contracted a service from us
years back, and we had not been able to give you any news." He paused.

	"I know; you were honest enough not charging me anything. It is now
a long time. Are you...?"

	"No Mrs Brickfield; our company requests payments on results, but
I'm afraid this time we'll get our money back." Brenda smiled.

	"It'll be a great pleasure, Mr Flock to pay you back even with
interests." She paused excited. "Do you have anything positive?"

	"I think so. You'll be surprised and I believe, happy. If you are
available, I would like to pay a visit to you next Monday, to explain
everything. Please let me know the best time and I'll try to adjust to it."

	"Please hold on!" She covered the phone and shouted to her
husband. They agreed the moment. "Mr Flock, what about 11:00 am?

	"I'll be there, then. Thank you." The line was dead. Brenda looked
at her husband and he hugged her.

	"As per Mr Flock's tone, it seems good news. It would be fantastic
after more than thirty years. They heard the door opening and a tall young
man entered carrying a paper in his hand.  Karl showed the document to his
father as he observed his parents.

	"Did I miss anything? At that moment, the young boy/girl launched
into his brother's arms showing him the beautiful dress. He kissed him and
stared at his parents. I have good qualifications and you promised me...

	"We still keep that promise, Karl. You will study in the best
University of the US that admits you; therefore, you must fill the related
forms and mail or fax them as soon as possible.  We are moving probably
before we expected. We'll let you know next Monday." Winter was finishing
and a promising summer was approaching that probably they would
miss. During the weekend, parents explained their sons about the
plans. Except for Lucy, all were excited; she had been engaged, and a few
months later, the wedding would take place. On Monday at the fixed time, Mr
Flock was sat in the large living room sipping a cup of good coffee. He
started.

	"Mrs Brickfield, just a few weeks ago, we heard from our Agents in
New York, asking whether we still were interested in that old file. We
confirmed it and instructed them to go ahead. In summary, Dr Alexander
Lortonoff has remarried, but this time, not with a young girl, but a
middle-aged woman, more or less of about his age; her name is Margarita
Perking."  Brenda near jumped from her seat as she heard her sister's
name. "She was accompanied by her daughter, a young blond woman of about 30
y/o, her children, a boy around twelve, and a little girl of about five or
six y/o. As well, a red-haired baby of about two y/o that Mrs Perking
tenderly caressed. It was a discreet wedding but apparently, the love had
filled the place.

They also saw a few other persons that could not be identified." The man
took his portfolio and extracted a large yellow envelope. Before he gave it
to Brenda, he warned her. "Mrs Brickfield, it is a crime and subject to
prosecution in this country and in the US, to take pictures of private
persons; unless it can be demonstrated it is a family's action, as you told
us. Therefore, if you find they are strange persons that had nothing to do
with you, all this documentation must be destroyed, not only copies but the
original negatives." Brenda took the envelope and extracted the first large
photo, it showed Alexis and little Maria giving their hands to
Christian. Brenda tears started dribbling down her cheeks. The resemblances
to her brother Tom and to her own son were evident. Mr Flock watching her,
murmured: "It seems we were right."

	"Yes, Mr Flock. Thank God, you are right. She is my younger sister
Margarita. We'll be in touch." The man stood, shook hands and left. He
understood those were moments for the family's intimacy. Her husband hugged
her, both involved in their own thoughts.

	"Brenda, I think you should call her as soon as possible."

	"Yes, but now it is too early there. I want to talk to her when the
children aren't there. I'll call her tonight; meanwhile, I'll find out
their phone numbers." She dialled international information and a few
minutes later, she had home and hospital numbers. After dinner, the
children went to bed and Jeff to his library to study some projects that
his daughter had brought from their office at Sidney.

Tommy entered into his large room and stared at the full-length mirror that
reflected the beautiful image of a girl. He sighed. Started undressing and
making a fancy strip dance as his dick swelled. Only a few months back he
had started masturbating and he did every night before going under sheets
naked. Looking at the mirror, he gripped his fair stiff dick and placed it
hidden between his smooth thighs, so he looked now like a girl with a
concealed pussy. "You are a pretty girl." He murmured. He released his
legs' pressure and immediately appeared the object of his lust; he could
see a drop of clear precum on his fat mushroom dickhead. He squeezed his
penis and more precum appeared. He jumped on the bed, gripped his cock, and
started jacking it off; a few minutes later, he groaned as that beautiful
feeling hit his groins and the tip of his dick. He recovered, grinned, and
went under the sheets with a sweet smile on his red lips.

Margarita was talking to Rosa. Alexis and little Maria were playing in the
garden with little Christian; they were making plans for the next weekend
that would go to Connecticut. The phone rang and she lifted the receiver.

	"Yes, who's calling?" A silence followed; she was to replace the
receiver, as she thought someone has mistaken the number when a hoarse
voice asked.

	"Are you Margarita?" A sudden warmness swept thru her body and she
shuddered. "It is me, your sister Brenda." She had to sit because her legs
could not support her.

	"Brenda... Brenda, sister! Where are you? After the first
impression, the bump in Brenda's throat released as she started to
weep. After some seconds of silence, she continued.

	"I'm calling you from Australia where I have lived for the last
twenty-five years and..." An hour later, the two sisters still were
talking; now more relaxed even making jokes. Margarita even told her about
the encounter with their brother Tom and his life. Finally, Brenda
added. "I suppose your grandchild Alexis has a computer."

	"Yes, he's very keen on it and spends too much time in front of the
screen."

	"Okay, take a pencil and I'll dictate you a mail address." She
wrote down what her elder sister dictated. "Tell him to send me just a
short message while I prepare a compressed package of pictures. Tomorrow
I'll call you again, sister. I love you Margarita and I love Alex, but
please, don't tell him anything. I'm working out a little plan to pay him
back for what they did to you with Tom."

	"I love you, too, Brenda; I always knew you were not as you
pretended to be." The line was dead as the children entered; Christian
beaming with happiness ran to his mammy. Alexis saw the tears trail on his
adored granny and he got serious. Margarita stared at him and extended her
arms to the blond boy. "Don't worry, my son; they are of happiness." The
boy tenderly hugged her. She then explained him about the telephone call
and all about Aunty Brenda's family. She gave him the piece of paper and
Alexis flew to his room. He booted up the computer and logged into the mail
account that he used for normal mail. He had another encrypted account to
exchange mail with Helen and Pablo. He sent the short message to his
aunty. After lunch, he rebooted the computer and loaded into his
mailbox. There were two emails with compressed packages attached. He opened
the Windows Manager and opened a new folder. Extracted the two compressed
files and saved them there. He replied the first message.

	"Thanks, Aunty Brenda. I must open the packages and show them to my
Granny. I'll come back to you tomorrow. Many hugs for you all, especially
for my cousin Tommy. Love you.  Alexis." He then started decompressing the
files with "WinRAR". More than fifty pictures. He had a quick look at them
and could not but to admire the beauty of Tommy; he really was a duplicate
of the sketch hanged in the living room. He had not enough printing paper,
so he ran where his dear granny was.

	"Granny, I got them. They are over fifty pictures, but I'm afraid I
cannot print them. You must come up to my room to see the pictures on the
screen." Margarita kissed her grandchild.

	"As soon as Christian is sleeping we'll watch them." Alexis ran up
and started a slide show. He did not recognise any of the persons appearing
on the pictures, however, as per the date on them, almost all were recently
taken. Unexpectedly, he saw one picture portraying a beautiful young girl,
dressed in a pink dress; he stopped the slideshow and watched carefully the
image. She was probably Tommy's twin sister, he thought, but his granny had
not mentioned anything about the girl. Margarita arrived and sat near
Alexis and he started again slowly the slideshow.

       "God, Brenda still is a beautiful woman; she is so changed...!" Many
photos showed Tommy on his father's lap with tender expressions on both of
them.

	"Granny, you didn't tell me Tom has a twin sister." Margarita
grinned. Brenda had explained her; when the girl's picture covered the
full-screen Alexis pointed out. "This one."  Margarita smiled.

	"It is not a girl, but Tommy dressed as a girl." Alexis wide opened
his mouth while Margarita continued. "They are not sure because Tommy isn't
yet eleven, but it seems he is as Pablo's, but there is a difference: his
family, and especially his father, doesn't mind. Aunty Brenda told me that
his father buys him girl dresses that he wears when nobody strange is at
home, even when they go on holidays where they are sure they won't meet any
known person."  She paused; he took the mouse and started again watching
the images. "As you can see, if you compare Tommy's picture with the sketch
that grandpa made to Uncle Tom, except for the long hair, they are almost
like twins. His father lovingly calls him "my little queer." Alexis sighed.

	"Uncle Jeff must be an exceptional man, granny; something like you
and grandpa are."  Margarita turned around and gently hugged her grandchild
tenderly.

	"I hope that in the future when you grow, you have children that
think as you do; that would be the best reward and blessing, my child." The
boy hugged his grandmother. "We must tell all about this to your mother,
however not a single word to grandpa or Uncle Tom. We want to give them the
surprise as they gave us." The boy grinned slyly.

	"Can I say it to Helen?"

	"Yes, why not? Yet, she has to keep it for herself. Now take that
digital camera that grandpa brought you and start taking pictures from all
of us. Next weekend, uncles Tom and John are coming to Connecticut with us;
that will be the moment to picture them, too. As soon as your mom arrives,
I'll tell her everything about; we need to coordinate our actions." After a
new show, Alexis closed the computer and took the digital camera. First, he
ran to the house that was near reformed and took two pictures. Then
returned home, took his swim trunk and picked Helen up. They kissed when
nobody was watching.

	"Let's go to the pool; I need to tell you something important." She
looked at her adored boy and sighed.

	"Your eyes are telling me everything I want to know." Alexis
grinned; he loved that girl with all his heart, and every day more, and
especially he likes when she was so romantic, like in this moment.

	"I would hug you right here, so please, don't tempt me." He
explained her all about his Australian family. "I suppose you will come to
lunch with us, I'll take the chance to make some pictures of both of
us. Will you come to Connecticut?"

	"If you promise me to be a good boy, yes. I'll accompany you."
Then, nearing his ear she naughtily whispered, "Do you have a net in
there?" She ran climbing the steps two each time, followed by her lover
into the pool building.

Margarita informed her daughter Alexandra about everything and she
agreed. She watched the pics and was astonished at the resemblance of the
young boy with Tom's sketch. She was very busy preparing the examination
that she would have the following Friday morning, so she needed all her
time for her. If she passed it, in only two more years, she would be an MD.

On Friday, around 2:00 p.m. Alexandra arrived home; her lovely face beamed
with satisfaction.  Her family hugged and congratulated her; however, she
had already received the best congratulations from Manuel. On Saturday the
whole family, including Helen, drove to the farmhouse. A few hours later,
Tom and John joined them. Alex told Helen.

	"Helen, daughter, you must take as much sun as you can on the scar,
it will help to heal inside, besides the tan will make it almost
invisible." Alexis stared at his love, his dick was hard concealed in his
underwear; he had to make a great effort to prevent tenting his pants.

	"I know a seclude hideout where you can take the sun and
everything..." He stressed the last word. Helen smiled a little bit sad,
but her lover did not notice. Hand in hand, they ran to the spot near the
river where he and Pablo had swum naked. Alexis immediately got in the
nude, and started unbuttoning the girl's white blouse; when he saw those
lovely little breasts, he could not stop and started kissing and sucking
them. Helen groaned excitedly. She then took her shorts off, exposing her
lovely legs to the sun. Alexis was to take her panties off, but she,
serious and tenderly stopped him. She gave a peck to her adored boy on the
cheek.

	"Sorry, but... but I can't." That took him back; he thought he had
done something wrong, and gazed confused at the girl. She kissed again her
boy. "He is so beautiful with that glare of disappointment..." She thought.

	"What's up, my angel? I love you, you know that." She caressed
Alexis' smooth face and kissed him a tender kiss on the lips. That even
surprised him more.

	"I can't even swim. I, I, I..." Alexis was anxious. In seconds, a
storm of thoughts came into his mind about her heart. She guessed his
thoughts and hugged him as she could see a blur in the boy's eyes. All the
sudden, Alexis stood, his fits clenched, he raised his arms to the sky as a
stream of tears dribbled along his smooth face. With all the strength of
his still pitchy voice, he shouted:

	"Gods, whoever you are, aren't you yet satisfied? I love her!!!"
Enlarging the last syllable. It was a cry of rage, impotence, and
determination, as he understood, by the girl's words, that he might lose
her. He fell on his knees near the girl and dragged Helen to his wet
chest. "I love you, I love you...I can't..." He repeated. His dick was
limp. Helen understood that explosion of love and protection. She also
started to sob as she muttered onto her adored boy's ears.

	"It's not that, Alexis. It's not that; take it easy. Please don't
worry my love; I'm okay. It's just that I, I have started being a woman;
I'm bleeding and..." She could not end the sentence because the boy hugged
her even tighter as he came out from the hypnotic trance. Alexis started
madly kissing her around her face. She returned the kisses and after some
time they stopped.

	"I'm sorry. I don't know what has happened to me. I believed that
the demons would take you again to the operation theatre and out from me."
She smiled tenderly and extended her hand to massage her boy's penis, one
minute later was hard as a rock. She scooted down and engulfed entirely the
boy's hard tool into her mouth; only she needed a few sucks as Alexis
moaned and raised his hips as a wonderful dry orgasm hit him. He started
exciting her, but she tenderly stopped him. "We'll have time." She lay
under the sun and Alexis jumped into the cold water. Near lunchtime, hands
entwined they returned to the house.

As Helen was with the menstruation, they did not plan anything for the
night. However, the girl could not rub from her mind that explosion of love
in the river. She knew had to do something for her much-loved boy. After
saying good nights and kissing him, Helen entered the room that she was
sharing with the little Maria. She loved her and the little girl was more
than happy having Helen with her. A short bed-tale and Maria was hard
asleep. She went in the bathroom to have a light shower and to change her
sanitary napkin. She grinned as she could observe she had stained it
practically nothing; the menstruation was over. At that moment she thought
to run to her lover's room but stopped. It was a summer bright night and
the moon was at full entering thru the large windows. Around midnight, she
scurried into Alexis' room; she wanted to surprise him; however, the scene
of forty years back was being repeated. Alexis was naked in front of the
large window; he grinned and spun at the moment she was closing the
door. They looked into each other eyes and Helen let her gown fell on the
floor; she was wearing nothing underneath. They hugged and kissed and
Alexis started making ticklish to his girl. What followed was a repetition
of those nights they spent together many times.

CHAPTER 25
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Brenda was even more excited than her family preparing everything for their
move. July was a month of holidays in the Northern hemisphere; however, she
had planned to be there at the beginning of August, when her sister
Margarita would be back from their stay in the countryside.  Tommy was the
only one not nervous. He was on the bed watching one by one the hundreds of
pictures that Alexis had sent them. One showed Alexis bare-chested,
probably the pic had been taken recently in a river. He felt how his dick
started to get hard thinking about the rest of Alexis' naked body. "He's
beautiful, gorgeous!" he murmured to himself. He did not know that Helen
had taken the picture, both were naked, and Alexis' boyhood was hard as a
rock; he had manipulated it with the computer's tools before mailing it.

Margarita had made some excuses to her husband to postpone for the next
year some holidays out of their places with the children; she wanted to
spend their time relaxing in the countryside after so many emotions during
the past months, and thus being there when Brenda arrived.  Besides Alexis
agreed to it because Helen and her parents would travel to Europe.

Tommy had advised his mom not to tell her family that he was attending to
ballet classes; actually he was very good at it, though he secretly did it
so he could stay near other boys that felt they were gays as he was; all
his colleagues in the ballet admired his shape when he was wearing the
tights. He badly wanted to move to the US. What he did not understand was
why his mom wanted to keep secret their return to his Uncles. Thinking on
his cousin, he drifted to sleep.

Alexis and his family returned at the beginning of August. Alex and
Alexandra immediately were very busy with long hours in the hospital. Helen
and her parents had left the previous week for their trip to Europe; with
that, her parents celebrated her recovering; besides, they knew next year
they would have their family increased if everything was okay. She had
wanted to take her boy with them, but she knew about his other family
returning from Australia. Two days later, Brenda and her family arrived and
Margarita received them at the JFK Airport. Hugs, tears, and kisses
displayed during the encounter. Tommy blushed when Alexis hugged and kissed
him.  "He's even more handsome than in the pics." The younger boy
thought. The house was as Brenda had projected and she adored it. Since
Alex and Alexandra were at work, the two families had lunch at home. Little
Christian ran to his mom and Jeff raised him to the ceiling among the
little boy's giggles. Alexis took his new cousin's hand and dragged him to
the living room.

	"I want you to watch something." Tommy felt an electric jolt and a
wave of warmness when Alexis touched him. "Close your eyes." Blinded, they
stood before the fireplace. "Open them, please." Tommy looked at the
sketches and he fixed his lovely eyes on his Uncle Tom's
drawing. Open-mouthed, he touched his own face in disbelief.

	"It's me with short hair!"

	"He's Uncle Tom; he was one year older than you are when my grandpa
made that portrait."

	"And how old Uncle Alex was at that time?" Alexis grinned with
pride.

	"Ten. He was very good at it, but his passion was the medicine, not
painting.

	"The same as my brother Karl. Wait a minute." Tommy ran and a few
minutes later returned with his mom. "Mom, please look at that portrait."
Brenda's eyes blurred watching the drawing she knew so well. She hugged her
sister Margarita.

	"How's is he?" She emotionally asked.

	"I would say he's very well," Margarita answered. "He had been very
sick, I would say almost near to pass away, but now he's... proud of his
family. It will be wonderful if we could see him." She paused for a moment,
and then looked into her sister's eyes. "Brenda let's stop this charade. I
know your heart is wanting to meet him and..."

	"As usual, you are the wiser one. You read the hearts, sister. Yes,
let's do it next Saturday. Lucy will arrive next Friday, so they will be
able to know her, too. She'll stay for a week since she's looking after the
business, and be preparing her wedding." Then Alexis said.

	"Granny, can Tommy stay with us tonight?" The sisters smiled.

	"It is better you stay at aunty Brenda's, grandpa would recognise
him immediately and we want to give him a good surprise; besides, you
should accompany Tommy and Uncle Jeff to the school tomorrow. They told us
he should report to the school as soon as he arrived." The younger boy
blushed for the unexpected change. They stay at the new house and helped to
settle down. After dinner, both boys kissed good nights and ran upstairs to
Tommy's room. It was as large as Alexis' and with a private bathroom.

	"We must shower, shall we do it together?" Alexis asked. Tommy
blushed and quivered at the perspective of watching his inhibited cousin
naked; his dick started to get hard, but he still was too shy; up to now,
he had not seen a boy of his age naked, though he had wanted it badly.  He
made a great effort and shyly answered his new and handsome cousin.

	"You... you do it first yourself while I find a towel for you." The
experienced boy grinned, he did not want to force his young cousin; they
will have time enough. Alexis discarded his clothes and tossed them on the
chair, except his short and tight white underwear. Tom's sight was riveted
to the beautiful body and around white butt globes; he watched how Alexis
butt cheeks wiggled as he walked up to the bathroom. Tommy's cock throbbed
within the constraints of his underwear and instinctively rubbed it. Alexis
was guessing what was going on thru his cousin's mind. At the door, slowly
he dragged his underwear down to his heel, stepped out of them and
carefully folded the garment. The evil boy did it on purpose, in order the
poor younger boy got excited. He entered the shower and did not close the
door, so his cousin could watch his silhouette thru the almost transparent
crystal panels. Tommy's mouth was watering as he turned to the window in
order to draw the heavy curtains. While he heard his cousin showering, he
dropped his pants and underwear and furiously started masturbating his hard
dick without retrieving his eyes from the silhouette. A couple of minutes
later, he received that tingling sensation as his dry orgasm crept to
ecstasy. He near fell on the carpeted floor. He had never felt like that
before. More relaxed he lay on the bed waiting for his cousin to
appear. Alexis did not want to force the situation and came out from the
shower wrapped in the thick towel.

	"It's wonderful after a good shower. Your turn." He grinned at his
cousin. Tommy did not know what to do. His dick was very hard again;
however, he thought could not do differently. He undressed and folded
neatly his clothes giving his back to Alexis. The blond boy watched the
beautiful lithe body; the hard muscles around his back as a young
bobcat. He was to say something as Tommy walked to the bathroom. He did not
stop at the door nor kept the door open, simply he left it ajar. Then
Alexis said: "May I to boot up the computer, Tom?" The dancer-boy heard his
admired cousin words but his mind did not associate them correctly since he
was concentrated on the images he had watched just minutes ago; so Alexis
understood the permission for granted. After some flickering lights,
Windows loaded and a little bit surprised, he could see his bare-chested
image as screen wall-paper; the same as he had Helen on his computer, but
not naked. He grinned and understood he had violated his cousin's
privacy. He logged off and the computer went dead while he returned to the
bed and lay down on his back on the soft kilt. A few minutes later, Tommy
returned drying his long curly hair.

	"The pyjamas are in that drawer." He pointed out to a large
sideboard.

	"I don't wear pyjama. I never did because it wraps around my body
and I feel more comfortable without it, even underwear disturbs me." Alexis
knew the impact that this situation was causing on his younger cousin. He
lingered his sight on the beautiful flexible body. "You have a beautiful
and great body, Tom. If you come with me to the swimming pool, I'm sure
you'll catch many sights on you." Tommy felt delighted with his worshipped
cousin's words. He grinned and sighed. He also discarded the pyjama and
went under the sheets only on his underwear. Alexis laid his head on the
pillow on his left side, and Tommy the same on his right looking intensely
his cousin's strange green eyes and waving blond short hair. "I suppose you
have left many friends there and you miss them," Alexis said.

	"You are wrong. Australia is not like here, where families live not
far from each other; there, we live far separated, sometimes even miles
away, so there are not many opportunities to have friends to play with,
only in the school; but you well know rarely you make good friends in the
school."

	"Yes, I guess so." He paused. "When I came from LA, near four years
ago, I didn't mind, because I had not there what we could call a best
friend. When we arrived here, we lived in a small village not far from
here; there I met Pablo and immediately we hit off and became best
friends. He was a beautiful boy from New Mexico; he had light brown skin,
but as smooth as yours. I loved rubbing his face with the back of my
fingers." Alexis extended his right arm and gently brushed Tommy's
cheeks. "We loved each other, and I felt then as I'm feeling now. He
thought was gay, but never told anyone, except me." Any touch from Alexis
was as an electric jolt for his near eleven-years-old gay cousin. Tommy
felt his dick was very hard in the jail of his underwear. Stammering he
asked his cousin.

	"Did... did he love you, cousin?" A quick sad grimace made Alexis
close his eyes.

	"Yes, a lot. Our separation broke out our hearts into
pieces. However, I must admit that knowing Helen was a blessing and a
balsam." He paused. "I'll tell you about her some other time." Tommy's
heart was strongly beating into his young chest; he thought his cousin was
hearing it. Alexis extended again his arm to put off a wet hair tuft from
his cousin lovely face.  The touch made Tommy shiver, and instinctively he
caught Alexis' hand and kissed it. When he realised what he had done, his
beautiful face went red as poppies and closed his blurred eyes ashamed.

Alexis was aware of the young boy shyness, then raised himself from the bed
a little, and placing his two palms around his cousin's oval face, he
kissed tenderly his red lips. Tommy's body shuddered and sighed deeply;
that was the first time that someone had kissed him on the lips and he felt
in the heaven. Alexis understood what clearly he had guessed: his cousin
needed a lot of affection to continue building up his strong
personality. After some seconds, he broke the kiss and could see a couple
of tears dribbling from the younger boy's eyes. He lapped his cheeks and
his tongue wiped the salty substance. He noticed that Tommy was trembling,
and again, Alexis returned his lips to his cousins' and kissed him; this
time he pushed his tongue, and after some seconds, Tommy let the intruder
into his mouth. A whirl of warmness overwhelmed the young boy's soul; he
thought he would pass out. Seconds later instinctively he responded the
kiss, placing his hands on Alexis' neck, dragging the blond boy to him
passionately.

Alexis lay on his left side close to his cousin's body. He extended his
right hand and dragged the boy's underwear to his feet. He returned to the
boy's hard cock and started softly kneading it. He felt the wetness of his
precum; with all the tenderness he could muster, he started slowly up/down
rubbing it. The inexperienced boy broke the kiss to breathe, but again he
sealed his lips against Alexis. He did not need much long as his hips
started bucking against his cousin's hand; he groaned loudly as a wonderful
orgasm hit him. Then Alexis strongly cuddled his cousin against his chest
very tight, their hearts beating in unison. He had not had his release and
his hard cock was pressing against his cousin's thighs, but he did not
mind. While the younger boy came down from his orgasm, Alexis tenderly
filled his face with little quick kisses. After a few minutes, Tommy opened
his large black eyes, extended his arms, and kissed his cousin again.

	"I love you, Alexis. I have loved you since I saw your naked
chest." Now they were sat on the bed with their legs crossed Indian style;
Alexis had discarded his own underwear and Tommy could watch for the first
time a boy hard cock in all its glory. He knew his cousin had not had his
release and could see now how his penis jerked with each heartbeat.

	"I love you, too, Tom." He extended again his hand and removed the
long hair from his beautiful face. "I don't want the hair to hide these
beautiful eyes of yours." Tommy grinned. Now that the ice had been broken,
Tommy signalled his hard cock.

	"You have not had your release." Alexis tenderly kissed him a peck
on the lips and the boy blushed.

	"I don't mind, I only wanted you had a good memory of our first
sleepover. I want you to know that I like you, not only for sex but because
I love you." Tommy attracted Alexis' face and kissed him; at the same time,
he placed his hand on the engorged and slippery dick and started rubbing it
up/down.

	"This is the first time I ever touched other person's penis,
Alexis, and eagerly I want yours be the first one. Please, let me do it to
you." Alexis hugged tightly his cousin as he continued masturbating him. He
was very close, so half a minute later, he gasped as his body tensed and
shrugged in ecstasy as he felt his orgasm peaking. When Alexis recovered,
they lay on the bed naked looking into each other's eyes involved in their
thoughts. The younger boy broke the silence. "Alexis, why did you say you
felt now as when you were with Pablo?" Alexis caressed his silky long hair
and caressed his cousin's face. Tommy squirmed and returned the
kiss. Alexis mind went to the sweet days with Pablo.

	"Well, as I told you, he felt gay; however, I did not. I loved and
still love him deeply even knowing that I won't be able to see him again. I
felt his love around me, the same as I feel it now from you. I would have
liked to become gay to pay him back in the same manner, so I feel in debt
with you and him."

	"You are great, cousin. That would be a great subject to put music
too; and to dance it.  I'll never be a music composer, but I can be a good
dancer. In fact, now I am; at least that what my teachers said"

	"Now I understand why you have that lithe and beautiful body. I
like it." Tommy moved his hair back and looked into his cousin's eyes; then
he asked.

	"Do you want me to dance for you?" Alexis grinned, he did not want
to disappoint his beautiful cousin, but he thought it was not the time or
the place.

	"I think you are as mad as Uncle Tom used to be at your age. I like
your proposal, but I think this is not the place and the time. We would
wake up all neighbours. We are not in Australia." Tommy happily laughed.

	"Yes, I think you are right; but I promise to dance exclusively for
you." Then Alexis tenderly separated his long hair and petted him
gently. Tommy then stared at his new lover.  "You don't like my hair, do
you?" That question took aback Alexis.

	"Why not? I like you as you are, with long or short hair; that has
nothing to do as long as you are comfortable with it. You have it nearly as
Helen has; Pablo had his thick black hair to his temples and I liked it,
too. I carry it short because I feel more comfortable, especially at this
time of the year; in winter, I use to have it a little bit longer, as
Pablo. That's the way my grandpa found me on the streets." He paused as he
murmured. "I love my grandparents as I'll never love anyone else; they are
so special to me...

	"Even your mom?" Alexis sighed.

       "Even my mom. I love her heaps, but my granny... I can't describe
how I feel about her, Tom; she's so special... With the time you will
understand why. Uncle Tom adored her; grandpa warships her; I adore her and
little Christian is mad about his mammy... Let's stop talking about the
family." He paused as he added as a pray: "It's a long and sometimes sad
story."

	"I have heard only pieces of it. Even Karl or Lucy doesn't have a
full knowledge as you have."

	"What about if we drift to sleep. It's late and tomorrow..." Tommy
interrupted him.

	"Tomorrow will be a great day, and tonight I want to love
you... Saying this, the little dancer glued his lips to Alexis' mouth. The
older boy dragged his cousin on top of him. Alexis thought to make a good
sixty-nine but they would have time, especially during that month that
Helen was in Europe. Soon they were grinding their hips while their boy
dicks started spilling precum; especially Alexis that was only about three
months from his 12th birthday. His dick had grown a lot lately in length
and thickness. Tommy bucked his hips against his cousin, as his lips were
sealed on Alexis'. The boys groaned in pleasure; soon their bodies tensed
and a few minutes later they stopped breathing as their great climax
reached its peak. Tommy's head fell on Alexis' left shoulder as he gasped
for air, breathing hard. Alexis that was underneath pushed his cousin
against his chest and kissed him gently and quickly, he grinned and
tenderly murmured into the younger boy's ear. "I love you, Tom." When he
thought Tommy was recovered, he slid him on his right side, so he was
spooned to him. Alexis caressed tenderly his cousin and placed a soft kiss
on the back of his neck. Tommy did not dare to turn to face Alexis; he felt
terribly good, safe, and loved; he would have liked to remain like that
forever. Alexis had his left arm around his cousin and felt how Tommy was
repeatedly kissing his palm.

	"I never thought I would find someone like you, cousin. I have
loved you since I saw your bare-chest picture." Alexis grinned and rubbed
Tommy's smooth cheek.

	"That was only half of the pic, though you have already seen the
rest as natural." He teased his cousin. Tommy turned facing him and kissed
his cousin on the nose.

	"I have enjoyed tonight more than in my previous near eleven
years. It has been wonderful Alexis; thank you for everything." The older
boy smiled meekly and caressed his cousin's face with the back of his hand
again, "Why do you smile? It's true."

	"I know that Tom; but this is only the beginning. Next time I'll
send you to the outer space. You have repeated the same word that other
person, to whom I love deeply and told me the first time we made love."
Tommy felt a pang of jealousy with his cousin's honesty. He did not ask
whom that person was, but he guessed it; then turned again and snuggled
spooned against his cousin.

	"Alex, did you love Pablo?" Alexis sighed.

	"I wouldn't be honest if I said otherwise. I told you before. I
loved and still, I love him with all my heart. When this week is over,
you'll come home and I'll show you something."  Tommy moved back even
tighter against his cousin. Alexis was hard again and his wet dick was
pushing against the younger boy's smooth thighs. His left arm around his
cousin's chest; his hand started tenderly playing with the young boy's
stiff penis and Tommy sighed. Instinctively Alexis started bucking his
hips; Tommy felt the intruder trying to go thru his legs, he raised a
little bit his left thigh and let Alexis' dick between his upper legs,
rubbing his balls sack. Excited, Alexis fucked his cousin's legs and Tommy
felt how Alexis' dick topped against his ball sack. He wanted to turn
around and kiss deeply his cousin. A few minutes later, they were engaged
in frenzy lovemaking; Alexis fucking and at the same time jacking his
cousin off, helped by Tommy's hand on top of Alexis' one. Soon their
breathings were errant in their uncontrolled lust, and in seconds, the
younger boy's pitchy voice near screamed as they reached the peak of their
climaxes. After some seconds, they relaxed and as Alexis retrieved his
hand, Tommy kissed it.  Alexis then parted his neck hair and kissed his
upper neck as Tommy sighed.

	"Please, leave your penis between my legs. I love the feeling." The
blond boy did not move and Tommy stacked himself against his cousin. He
felt the happiest boy of the world. A few minutes later, they were rock
asleep. However, the morning would bring him a new and pleasant revelation.

Alexis had decided to teach his cousin, although step-by-step. At dawn, the
pressure in his bladder waked him up, he needed a piss; he stumbled to the
bathroom half asleep; but when he returned to the large bed, he watched his
cousin's beautiful figure spread legged; his long hair spread over the
pillow. That immediately reminded him his adored Helen and he sighed.

Tommy had moved during the night and now he was lying on his back, one of
his arm resting on his chest, the other near his crotch as guardian of his
stiffen soldier. He could see the pink head poking thru the little aperture
of his foreskin. With care, he kneeled near his cousin and squeezed the
hard penis giving it a few soft down/up strokes. Immediately a drop of
clear precum appeared and Alexis smiled. He bent his head and took in his
mouth the fresh cock.  Gently, and using only his lips, he dragged down the
foreskin and tongued bathed the lovely crimson head. That was enough even
for a hard sleeping boy. Tommy woke up in his pleasure and looked at his
cousin with an immense love. He dragged Alexis to him and placed his arms
around his neck in a wet and passionate kiss.

	"It is the best clock that ever woke me up." Alexis grinned his
cousin and returned to his task; though this time in a sixty-nine
position. Tommy had speculated many times, in his lonely room back in
Australia, how a cock would taste; he always ended up furiously
masturbating himself. Now he watched his cousin's large and thick dick in
front of him, only a few centimetres away from his lips. He did not
hesitate a second, he placed his hands on those lovely white butt cheeks
and pushed them to him; he entirely engulfed his dick and felt it in his
throat. He also tried to take his balls as Alexis was doing to him, but he
couldn't. That was the most exciting event of his life. Alexis was right;
he would travel to the outer space in a few minutes.

Alexis was quickly approaching his orgasm, in spite of his cousin's lack of
technique; nevertheless, as minutes passed he noticed the boy was a quick
learner. Soon their bodies hardened. Alexis pushed up his pelvis in an
attempt to go deeper into his beautiful boy/girl mouth, and Tommy did the
same into Alexis. They climaxed almost at the same time; and as his cousin
had said, he reached to the high skies in an explosion of colours and
ecstasy. Tommy was completely drained of strength, Alexis' cock left his
mouth as he slid to his side; he couldn't even move. He felt how Alexis
caressed his face and kissed him. He then smiled spent as they drifted to
sleep again.

End of Part 5