Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2008 13:42:11 +0100 From: Al Peres Subject: Jim and Francis - Part 4 NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR. This is a sweet story of love, product of my imagination where egoisms and selfishness are banned. It depicts sex contacts between minors and no adult is involved; therefore all warnings apply. English is not my mother language, so, please, be acquiescent with the syntax. Comments will be welcomed to: "al.peres@hotmail.com" JIM AND FRANCIS - Part 4 ======================== Chapter 18 - Christmas ----------------------- The 21st December was Friday and as soon as classes ended everybody started leaving, except those whose families were abroad and had to remain in the school. Jim and Francis packed their belongings and after wishing good holidays to all their friends, they left; a few minutes later Francis' dad arrived. Hugs and kissed were exchanged and they left for Normandy. "Where's uncle Carl, dad?" "He went to pick up Margarita, they must already be there". Jim thought about the beautiful girl of his dreams. "Would she be as he imagined? Was she honest, fair, intelligent and sincere as Francis was? If she is like that, it would be very difficult not to fall in love with her, however he had to be very careful, he's a poor boy and this girl is rich, very rich. He was sure about Francis' friendship, but would she be the same as he was? His father is a homosexual and he was sure that everybody thought the same about Francis, except himself. They surely mistook his shyness with his dislikes for girls, thus assuming he is as his father. What a wonderful thing would be if she were the same as Francis is! I would love her forever". Jim sighed as Francis noticed his friend concentration in his thoughts; he put his hands on Jim's shoulder bringing him to reality. "What are you thinking about?" "Well. nothing important, sorry." He lied to his friend. After passing thru a large city, soon they entered in a narrow road and a large white house appeared in front of them. "We are at home, boys." Francis' dad announced. They got down and two dogs came barking and moving their tails to Francis. "Hi boys how are you?" He caressed their heads and pointing to Jim, he said. "This is Jim, our friend." The animals smelled him and immediately started licking his hand happily. Suddenly a beautiful blonde girl came running shouting to Francis. She hugged him very tight and kissed him. Jim immediately recognized Margarita. "She is even prettier than in the picture" he thoughts. "Oh Francoise, I have missed you a lot! I love you, brother." They kissed again. "I love you my beautiful sister. But let me introduce you to my best friend and roommate, James Martinez. Jim, this is my sister Margarita." Both looked at each other in the eyes, not knowing what to say or what to do. Both blushed, however, Jim more accustomed and experienced on similar situations said: "Glad to see you Margarita. You are even prettier than I thought." They kissed on the cheeks, as it is traditional in Europe, especially in France. "Thanks James. I hope you enjoy your stay with us." She then took his brother arm and went inside the big house. A middle-aged man approached, Jim recognized to Carl. They hugged and greeted Jim welcoming him into the house. They entered in a small entrance with a door to a large hall. There was a large stairs leading to the first floor and all bedrooms. They entered in one of them; a large twin bed one with two doors, one to the right for the bathroom, and one to the left, with access to other room. In front a large window facing to the fields and garden; and far away the sea. Then Francis said: "I'll show you the house later on. Let's pay a visit to Mama Moir‚s, she is the housekeeper, nevertheless she is as our second mother. She looked after us when my mom left us and we love her a lot, sure Margarita is now there." They left the luggage unpacked, and run downstairs out of the house. About hundred meters there was a lovely two storage small house with a well-cared garden. Francis explained. "They are not mere employees, they are as part of the family. They have a son and a daughter already married. My grand dad and my dad assumed their education since they were children. Today they are a MD and an Economist, respectively; both live in the large city we went thru." They entered in the house without asking for permission, surprising Mama Moir‚s in the kitchen. She opened her large arms and hugged his little Francoise as she called him: "You are so grown up! My god, what a beautiful child I have!" Then seeing Jim standing up near them, she asked: "Who is this handsome lad? I suppose he is James." "You suppose well, Mama Moir‚s, he his my best friend." Jim was to extend his hand, however the woman hugged and kissed him as if he were his own son." My Francoise's friends are my sons, too." Seeing the lady's friendship, it reminded Jim his mom and much more John's mother. He felt a little homesick and sighed. She immediately noticed Jim's reaction, and looking into his eyes, she added: "Feel at home James." "Thank Mrs. Moirés." "Never calling me Mrs. That is for strangers, you are not a stranger in this house anymore." "Thanks again Mama Moirés." She smiled at him broadly. "That's much better. I suppose you would like a cup of coffee." Jim looked at Francis and he said. "We have not yet unpacked, however we accept it." They sat on the kitchen for a long time chatting about the school, her sons and grandchild. They came back to their room and once unpacked, Jim said: "I want to shower. Will you join me? Francis looked at his friend and lover, kissing him tenderly, he said: "I would like it, but let's keep the forms, especially as early as now." "I do agree with you." Jim started to undress; he was waist up nude when Margarita entered. "Sorry." She was to retreat, her face blushed, but Jim said: "Nothing to sorry about, Margarita. We were getting ready for a shower. That's all." "Come on sister, sit down here" Francis said patting his bed. She furtively looked to the well-formed wide chest and back as Jim entered in the bathroom. "Francoise, do you have the same." Francis smiled and quickly undressed showing his chest muscles and smooth skin. "We have worked a lot swimming. What do you think little sister.? She touched his brother admiring his body. "You are beautiful brother". He smiled. "I suppose you have come not only to see our anatomy. Am I wrong?" She blushed again because had been trapped; however up to now she had not any secret for his brother. "You are right, Francoise. He is the boy of my dreams as I told you, and I don't know what to do. I blush as a little child as soon as I see him. and, how is he? I don't even dare to speak to him." "Sister, nothing would make me more happy that you and Jim eventually would fall in love. There are not many beings like him. He is one of the cleverest boys of the school, honest, fair, and loves helping others who might need him. I was considered a sissy in the school, however he got all the best of my being from me. Now I am one of the most respected and admired boys in the school; and not because I am his friend, but for my own merits he got out from me and from others. He would not doubt to sacrifice himself to help others, even risking his career. I cannot say anything more to this respect by now. It is a secret." She was apparently listening in silence, however her mind was quickly processing all the information; need not to say she was very pleased. "I suppose he has defects as everybody else." Margarita said. "Yes he has, not for me, of course; but for others sure he has. He is coming from a very poor family, so has not been brought up in a nice surrounding and has not highly educated as we did. He has been near a street boy, studying with a scholarship paid by a rich man from his village. In spite of all that, he is very proud and does not feel inferior to anyone. He worships intelligence, honesty, fairness and beauty. Surprise yourself! He strongly believes and defends women as equal to men. As you can see he is completely different from those boys we know; so he would never go behind you and permit you play with him, as you normally do with other boys." She smiled slyly. "You love him, don't you?" "Yes, a lot, and he loves me, too." "Oh! I see." Francis got serious, and looking into his sister lovely blue eyes, he said: "Sister, don't get erroneous conclusions. I'll tell you something that I shouldn't tell, but you know I had no secrets for you. We are best friends and even sometimes lovers, but he is not homo, even I doubt if I am, too. "But if you do. things together, that's not normal between straight boys." "It is not normal when you have access to girls, but there, we can only see boys; and at our age a boy can be as prettier as a girl." She argued: "But we are only girls in my school and I don't think anyone make sex things with others." "Are you absolutely sure of that? Think about it, because it also happens between girls, perhaps in less extension than males, but they do; they are called lesbians". I that moment Jim opened the bathroom door and appeared wrapped in a large towel; this stopped the two brother's conversation. Margarita now looked better to Jim and she silently sighed at the view of the near nude boy. "How handsome he is! He is not pretty, but he is so attractive and wonderful." She thought. "Oh! sorry Margarita, I did not know you still were here." She quickly reacted and thought she has to set up a strategy to get Jim's love. She did not mind at all he was poor, she would have a lot of money; however he might reject her because she would be rich in the future. Well I would think about that later, step after step. "Well, I thought I might show you the house, Jim." Francoise looked at his clever sister and grinned, nevertheless turning his head so Jim could not see his smile. "Sure, I'll be ready in a minute". She stood up and left, returning a few minutes later. I am ready for the tour." She smiled and took him thru the door on the left. It was a very large room with two beds and wardrobes, one of them full of toys; on the wall the pictures of a boy from about five to eight y/o. "Francoise's room used to be my dad's; this one was until a few years ago ours, now it is Charlie's. As you could see, in Francoise's there are thirteen pictures, taken on every birthday. The same applies in this and in mine. Dad says he will continue taking the pictures until we are 20 y/o." "It is a good idea; unfortunately I have only a few pictures of me when I was little." They passed thru a left side door to hers'. A tidy and beautiful room, similar to Francis' "This is my room and used to be my mother's; so ours was between both, later converted in the toy room until Charlie appeared." From there, they went out to the passageway. "These two rooms are guest's, similar to the others", she opened the doors and showed to Jim. She pointed out the next two but she did not open. "These dad's and uncle Carls; similar in size." She them changed the subject and asked Jim: "How is my brother, Jim? "I suppose you know him better than I do, so I don't much understand your question." "There are subjects we never talk." "I must be honest to you, I couldn't lie you." "Please." "I have been very lucky finding him. Probably he is one of the most complete human beings I could meet. I only can compare him with my dad. He is intelligent, honest, fair and ready to risk himself to help others. He is always ready to forgive any offence made to him. I'm sure he forgave your mom long time ago. He had a defect, he used to be very shy, but I think that is over." "You are close friends, aren't you? "I know what you are trying to find out. I'll be absolutely honest to you, even knowing the bad opinion you will have from me. Yes, we are very close; even, sometimes we share the same bed and comfort ourselves sexually. However, please, don't commit the mistake to prejudge us labelling us as homosexuals. We are not. We love each other and like to enjoy our mutual relationship; you must realise we do not have girls available." "Thanks for your sincerity, Jim." Jim observed the stairs continued up and took the chance to change the subject. "Where this stairs leads?" "It goes to a large loft and two small rooms, now empty. The loft is full of junk and old furniture. Francoise and I used to hide and play there when we were little. Mama Moirés went scared when we despaired, she did not like to enter in that place." Jim smiled thinking about these two little evils full of energy running thru the house. "Why do you smile." "I imagined for a moment you two doing mischief all the time." She then smiled. "I suppose she suffered a lot, but she never got upset, on contrary, when she found us she started kissing and hugging us, because of that, we did it more often." In a flash back came to his mind what his half brother told him; he bore being spanked in order the bruises attracted his real father's love and hugged him. The intelligent girl looked at Jim a little bit confused. "Did I say something funny?" "Not really. Your actions, in such a way, were similar to what my elder brother did when he was a little boy to attract our father's love." She wanted in that moment he could tell her everything about him and his family, she was anxious, however she thought time would give enough chances. They went downstairs and the first door was the library. A very large room with all walls covered with thousands of books, except the front one,. In front, there was fireplace and a large oil painting, showing a beautiful lady and two young children. Jim looked careful to the group while Margarita kept silence. "I suppose this is your mom and both of you." "Yes. The painting was finished six months before she deserted us. I hated it for a long time, until she died. I hated her because she abandoned us. I would never do that to my children if I ever have one. I would kidnap or even worst, to keep my child with me." Jim could see some tears appearing on those beautiful eyes. He did not know what to do; however he risked her rejection, but thought she needed someone to console her. Without saying anything, he slowly dragged her to his chest and wiped her cheeks with his fingers. Her body trembled to their lightly contact. She tenderly pushed him back wanting in that moment he kissed and hugged her. "Sorry Jim, but I have missed her a lot. Fortunately I have had a wonderful father, he never failed us; he had been near us every moment of our lives. He gave up a high position in this society in order to be with us. I am sure he could have been a minister or even higher, but he preferred to be at our school gates to pick us up every afternoon. We used to run to him and he lifted us both asking "How are my angels today?" "It is alright. I believe always there is a cause that produces a consequence." She perplexed looked at him not understanding. "What do you mean?" Taking her outside and closing the door, he answered. "I mean it is very difficult to judge a person without knowing his or her reasons. For example, I strongly believe that no one commits suicide being absolutely right-minded, therefore perhaps your mother took that decision without measuring the consequences. After that, it was too late to rectify. "Let's not to talk about this subject. I strongly believe, for a mother, a son and daughter are above any circumstance. She was selfish, simple as that; it is not the first mother who acts like that." Jim observed how Margarita was becoming affected with this conversation, so he said: "Please, let's continue, unless you want to stop it." She smiled understanding Jim did not want her to suffer with that subject. She opened a couple of door: "These are dad's and uncle Carls' offices. Here they study and discuss the juridical cases. Also they administer and take decisions about administration and investments in their Companies." "It must be interesting. Did you or Francis attend to any meeting when they discuss subjects about their companies?" "Well lately they invited Francis, but he rejected it." "Why not to you?" "I am a woman; it is supposed business must be carried out by men." Jim stopped their tour. "Why? Do you feel inferior to your brother? I still don't know you deeply, but my heart is telling me that you are so capable as Francoise, therefore able to do anything a man can do. Women are the centre of our universe, what could we men do without you?" "Oh thanks for defending women rights, unfortunately there are not many like you." "I am talking about you now, however, in general women are as intelligent as men, if not more." "Thanks again." She grinned and continued showing different rooms for the service, also a very large saloon or ballroom. She opened a door and entered into a spacious kitchen. Jim contemplated it amazed; he inspected the oven, and everything. He looked at her and smiling said: "What do you want to eat tonight, Madame? She followed what she thought was a joke. "I would like. a soup and a lovely Dover's sole". "I am not joking. Please ask Mama Moirés whether I can use her kitchen." She laughing said: "You are mad. You don't need to ask anything." "Margarita, a kitchen for a cook is as a kingdom for a king. Please ask her for her permission." She left and a couple of minutes later she returned. "She is okay as long as you serve her a light dinner." "Are you ready to help?" "Yes sir." He saw her lovely eyes sparking forgetting all her sadness. "Alright. First I need some cook clothes, then you will show me where I can find the products. You said the first and main course, what about the sweet?" She thought for a moment, then, she said: "Apple pie? We all love it." She went to the pantry room and brought some white clothes. Happily they run upstairs and changed into them. Francis was amused but not surprised. "Do you need extra help?" "Yes, come down. We do not have a washing machine, so we must clean everything." Brother and sister accompanied Jim to the kitchen. Francis said: "I forgot to tell you about Jim being a good cook." They started to work and a couple of hours later they had everything ready. They prepared two trays for Mama and Papa Moirés and carried then, while Margarita was preparing the table in the small dinning room. They had heard their dad and uncle Carl entering, so in a few minutes they would be downstairs. Mama Moirés tasted the fish and said: "What have you done with this sole?" A grimace appeared in Jim's face astonished, but before he could ask anything, she added: "I have never tasted a sole like this. You must tell me how you did it. She kissed Jim. "Congratulations. I never dine a main course at night, but today I'll break my tradition." All returned to he main house; went upstairs and cleaned. Again downstairs, called his dad and uncle Carl for dinner; Francis served the turtle soup, when they savoured it uncle Carl said: "Mama Moirés is always surpassing herself, this soup is excellent, I wonder what she has added to it" The boys and girl giggled, his dad questioned them with a sight. "Mama is today in his house, the cook is in front of you" Margarita said and proudly added. "And we are his assistants." "Jim? You?" "Yes, and wait to the main course." Jim grinned, and when the soup was over, he stood up followed by Margarita and Francis. While they cleaned the dishes, he went to the kitchen and returned with a trolley. He served the fish and sat down. As an expert gourmet uncle Carl tasted the sole. "Charles, what about this flavour? Did you ever taste anything similar? "I'm as surprised as you are, Carl." He now addressing to Jim said: "Jim, tell me how much you want to earn and I'll pay you anything to start as a cook in one of our best restaurants." Jim was very pleased and blushed. "Thank you very much sir, but it is still too soon. I must finish my studies before I start working; besides I feel more than paid with your compliments." "Well done", Carl said. They finished the fish and the apple pie was served with the same results. Then Jim said: "I suppose gentlemen you will have coffee." "Please, here, not in the living room". "Would you accept an Irish one? "Yes, why not", uncle Carl said. They three cleaned the table and put all dirty dishes in the washing machine he had not seen before. He prepared the coffee and three glass of milk. The adults tasted the coffee and as before uncle Carl said: "Jim, what did you add to this to obtain such a lovely flavour?" "Sorry sir, but as I said you before, it is professional secret." They all laughed. Margarita could not take his eyes from Jim, and Francis smiled as he contemplated her. Then her father said: "Jim, you have confirmed what I suspected from you. You have a bright future before you. First of all, I must thank you for what you and Francoise have done; being sincere I never expected that great success from my son, not because he was not able to do it, but because of his attitude that you changed. We have congratulated ourselves for that; from now on you are part of this family, so you don't need to care about your education, we will assume all your expenses. I'll talk to Mr. Hermann about this; I only would like you to ask a promise, and it is: when you finish your studies your first job will be in our company. Then you will decide what to do with your life." Jim was with his head on his chest, Margarita got up and cleaned two tears from his eyes as he had done to her sometime before. Jim stood up and said: "Sir, I do not deserve such a treatment from you. I am only a boy and far away from my family; my parents would be very happy hearing you and, of course, you have my word that you will be my first employer. On the other hand, I believe you are not fair with your son; he had helped me as much as I did to him. I hope not to disappoint you in the future." The adults looked at Francis. "I am sure you will not. And believe me, I am being selfish because I'm investing in future, and you, girl and boys, are the future. All stood up and joined in a common hug. A few minutes later, the adults entered in the library. Francis, Jim and Margarita went to the kitchen to put everything in order, after finishing they went to their rooms; in the corridor Francis kissed his sister and said good nights. Jim waved his hand to Margarita; she gave him the best of her smiles and entered in her room. As soon as the boys were alone, Jim took Francis from behind and bitted his right ear; Francis turned around and kissed his friend passionately. Their young boyhoods started to grow and soon were on the bed grinding their crotches excited. "Please, lock the doors", Jim said. Francis jumped and locked the doors starting to undress Jim as they used. The naked boys stick their tongues in each other mouth passionately, moaning, if not loudly, they did not care much about the sounds they produced. In spite of being tired with the day's excitements, they were young enough as not to notice it. Soon spasm came thru their bodies as they reached their first orgasm, spurting between their bodies their seeds. After a short time, Francis which was on top gyrated to a 69 position and both started again their sex play. Some minutes elapsed until their bodies got rigid and again expelled their seed in each mouth. Francis slipped to his side and cuddled in Jim's arms, kissing him tenderly. He extended his hand and put a towel between them, cleaning their mess and drifting to sleep. When Margarita entered in his room she started to think about what the boys had said to her, they were honest no one laid out a delicate and private subject, as it was their sex relationship; she felt sad because she had a different idea about the boy she was sure she loved. Instinctively she crossed Charlie's room and put her ear against the door. She blushed and a part of her felt very ashamed, but she could not move; her other part nailed her to the door until silence overcame into the next room, as the boys had finished their enjoyment. She returned to her room terribly feeling guilty for intruding in the boys' intimated lives. Tears came to her face, promising herself she would never do it again. However, she could not take from her young mind the sounds of the moans and grunts, coming into his mind all possible sex images as some of her friends had explained her. She drifted to sleep. She dreamt Jim had entered thru Charlie' door; he was wearing a silk robe but nothing else underneath. She could see the top of his erected dick thru the open gown; she was naked and he undressed and approached her. He did not kiss her as she wanted, he placed a hand over on his left breast and starting to massage it, it felt lovely and she started to moan as she had heard his brother. Then she saw how Jim took his penis to the entrance of her vagina, he smiled her saying "I love you Margarita. Don't worry; I would never hurt you." It was not very large, similar to Francoise's. She attracted him to her but she could not kiss him as she wanted. He continued massaging her right breast and it felt wonderful, however when his penis touched inside her vagina that was amazing. Something warm and exciting came from her loins spreading to all parts of her body, she did not know what that was; she felt she liked him not to stop. "Please, Jim, don't stop. Please!!!." Her body tensed, she arched her hips as a low cry came thru her throat. Jim disappeared and she woke up; still breathing hard; her left hand on her right breast and her right middle finger inside of her vagina. She deeply blushed and felt ashamed of what she had done; nevertheless, it was so real. and she had enjoyed it. She knew she had had an orgasm, her first one after she started bleeding two month before, however she found masturbation not properly of a young woman, such a thing was more for boys, or not? One thing was sure for her; to lye on a bed with a boy must be wonderful, especially if that boy were Jim; she thought. Sweetly buried her head on the pillow and drifted to sleep again. Chapter 19 - Charlie arrival ---------------------------- The following morning she got up early and happily went to the kitchen, however he found Jim preparing breakfast for Francis and himself. He smiled at her. "Good morning, Margarita. You look beautiful and happy, did you have lovely dreams?" Her mind reeled back to her dream. She blushed and turned slightly her face as if she were looking for something, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Good morning Jim. Yes, I, I. had a fantastic dream", she could finally articulate. Jim observed her embarrassment and quickly changed the subject. "Do you want me to prepare breakfast for you, too? Francoise will be here in a minute, he's showering." "Please. I'm starving". They laughed and in few minutes all three together had breakfast in the way Jim and Francis liked it. They planned the day; would spend it riding on bikes along all their large fields, until reaching a small village with a small port, mostly used for fishermen. Francis pointed out to a ship on docks. "That's our ship, she is being repaired. It is a pity she is not ready, we could sail off for a few hours." "Never mind Francis, I suppose we may have some chance in the future. On the other hand I am not very fond of vessels." Margarita discretely was watching Jim about what he said and what he did. "He is so handsome. is a young man rather than a boy.! She thought. Saturday early round 5:00 am over the North Atlantic Sea, Charlie woke up in his first class seat; a hostess was continuously watching him as she was responsible of the boy during his air trip until she delivered him to his family at the Paris' airport. He yawned and stretched out his arms. "What a beautiful child is this!" She thought. "His parents must be very proud of having a boy like this. I wonder why he is left travelling alone." Her thoughts were interrupted as Charlie asked her. "Miss, what time is it?" "It is 11:00 in Paris and 5:00 at New York?" "Have we been flying 11 hours just now? "No, it is the time we gained, since we are travelling against the sun." "I don't understand why." "You will know it when you are older and a teacher explains it to you in the school. Who is waiting for you at the airport?" His face beamed with pride and a nice smile came to his beautiful face. The girl sighed. Charlie pointed to the card hanging from his neck: "I am Charles Peter Lambert, in the airport is waiting for me, my brother Francoise Lambert, my sister Margarita Lambert and Papa Charles Lambert. I am looking forward to meet them and stay at my homeland, Normandy, during Christmas." "But you are American, how can you call Normandy your homeland?" The boy looked at her a little upset, but he was an educated little boy and politely he said: "I am blond as all Normans, I was born in US, but I am a Norman, too." She did not intend to question anymore the boy, "Probably this is a consequence of a divorce" she thought. Then thru the speakers it was announced: "Please fasten your belt seat, we are landing." After twenty minutes the large airplane landed smoothly; when most of the travellers left, the hostess took Charlie from the hand and the small suitcase on the other; they checked thru Customs formalities and went to the exit gate. A crowd was waiting for their families and some were holding up pieces of paper with written names. Charlie spotted his family and detaching from the hostess' hand, run with his arms open. Francis and Margarita saw him and bent to receive his little brother. Charlie jumped on both with an arm round each neck and started kissing both at the same time, with some tears on his lovely blue eyes. "I love you, brother. I love you sister. I have missed you a lot. I am so happy to be at home with my family." He left his brother and sister and jumped on his official father's arms. "Papa Charles, I love you, too, my problem is that I cannot hug all at the same time. I am so happy." Charles hugged him to his chest and kept him on his arms. In that moment, the hostess arrived. "Sorry sir, I could not stop him. I suppose you are Mr. Charles Lambert". "Yes, I am and this is my family."ú "You don't need to identify yourself, Charlie has done it for you. Here you are this little suitcase with some valuables in it. It was sealed in New York's airport and cleared from Customs." "Thank you for you help. Please Francoise take it." When the girl left, Margarita said: "Charlie, may I introduce you a special good friend? He is Francoise roommate and best friend. He is spending Christmas with us. Jim smiled at the little boy, accustomed to behave as an adult. "He is James Martinez, from Spain. Jim, this is our little brother Charlie Lambert." Jim was prepared to extend his hand to shake it with Charlie', however the boy raised his arms and Jim took him in his arms, kissing him on the cheeks. When the boy reached his ears, in a low voice he said: "Are you my sister's boyfriend?" Jim blushed at the little evil's question and he quickly said: "Not yet". The little imp smiled. Without leaving Jim's hand he added: "I have some friends called Martinez, some from Mexico, Puerto Rico and Miami, but all of them are brown skinned, however you are as white as we are, even more, because you have not any freckles. How's that? Then Francis said: "Charlie, your are very fond of horses, how do you name an authentic race horse? "Well my dad says it is thoroughbred horse, it is pure with no mix" Margarita then added: "Similar to that is Jim, he is a pure European Latin Martinez, your friends are mixed; however, a mix can sometimes be as good as a pure one." "So, Jim is as ourselves, we are Norman Lamberts and he is Spanish Martinez." "More or less", said Charles. "Let's go; you can discuss that subject later." The little boy now hand in hand with his sister asked her in a low voice: "He is very tall, strong and handsome with that dark hair and white skin. Is he your boyfriend?" "Not yet. But may I say you a secret, if you can keep it?" "Sure, I am a man of honour" Margarita laughed. "I am doing my best to catch him; I'll let you know if I get my goal" The little boy grinned at his sister and kissed her. "I love you, sister. I am very happy to be here with my family." "Charlie you should not forget that you also have a family in US." "Yes I have, but they are not like this. My dad is always busy and my little sisters are crying all the time, besides they are not Norman, so I prefer to live with my grandpa." Margarita did not know what to say to the little boy, so she changed the subject. "Well, you are here now. We will talk about it some other time, my little Norman". The boy grinned satisfied as his sister called him like that. "May I say you another secret? But this you must keep it absolutely because the boys don't know anything about it." "Please, go ahead." "I am preparing a little feast at home. We will have a dance in the ballroom. We are going to invite some other boys and girls of all ages, not babies, of course." "Of course, I am fed up of babies by now. You said in the ballroom. However, Papa Charles does not like to open that room since mom died. Will he now change his mind? "I am working on that. We have a host and we are now old enough to have some fun." The little boy smiled seeing how his sister considered him old enough to keep secrets. No one in US will do as they do here, that was one of the reasons he liked so much his French family, they were real family and loved him. He reached his sister neck again and kissed her. "Thanks sister, I love you a lot." "I love you, too." They were approaching the parking lot; Jim sat in the front seat near Charles and the three brothers on the large back seat. Charlie was tired, mostly due to the time difference. He started chatting, however soon he yawned and laid his head on Margarita's thighs. Francis took off the boy shoes and he, instinctively, cuddled in Margarita's lap. She started caressing his long blond curly hair and from time to time, she kissed his little brother. Jim looked at her and their eyes met for a couple of seconds as she raised her head from the boy. He saw the love of a mother in those beautiful blue eyes and he secretly sighed turning his head to the road ahead. "I think she would be the best mother of the world. I love you Margarita. But I am nothing, only a poor boy from a poor village and family. How can I think about a love with this rich girl? Her father probably had even now thought about a determined boy for his daughter, so the best thing will be not to think about it in spite of Francis' word. He is a honest friend and trusted on him, but he was not his sister. He was poor but very proud of his family, he was sure that if she loved him she would not mind he was poor or not, but what about the future? She has lived in a different social status unreachable for him right now, so there would only be one way to gain that love: to work hard and be the best, she then would consider his love, he was sure of it. So he will now disregard her and concentrate on his own work". He finished these reflections when a new thought came into his mind: "But if I disregard her she may think I do not like or love her, or even think I am a homosexual and love someone else. No, I will tell her that I love her, but I cannot offer anything by now; if she truly loves me, she will wait; after all, we are still very young and are not hurry." Thinking about this he heard Charles saying: "I thought to stop to have some lunch and call to US, but Charlie is asleep. What shall we do?" he asked. Francis answered: "Dad, we can wait for lunch. It is a pity to wake him up. I think you can stop somewhere, call Mama Moirés, and tell her we will arrive later and have supper ready. We will have time on these days to go off for lunch." "That's good idea. Let's stop in that petrol station." He did and then they resumed their journey home. As the car parked outside the main entrance, Francis touched Charlie who woke up. "Where are we? He asked. "We are at home". He stood as touched by a powerful spring. "My home!" Mama Moirés came out followed by her husband. Charlie run and jumped into her arms and hanging from her neck, he kissed her. The lady hugged the boy to her heart; she recognized the features of her mother in that beautiful face and she could not help but some tears came thru her cheeks. During the time that his mother remained in the house, she was as a mother for her; the mother she never knew. "Did you have a good journey honey? He smiled at her, answering: "Yes, very good, but I was anxious to return home. Now I am happy to be here with all of you." He gave his hand to the lady and her husband to entry in the house. Once in there, he run to the library and stood in front of the large oil painting representing his mother and his two brothers. Francis and Margarita entered and hugged his brother, cleaning his tears. "Why had she to die? We loved her intensely." All three joined in a common hug in silence as homage to their mother, Francis then said: "If she is watching us I don't think she is pleased. She wanted us happy and not sad." The little boy hugged his brother tightly. Jim, Mr and Mrs Moirés observed the scene, could not avoid the emotions rising to their eyes. "Yes, you are right. Let's go upstairs" They closed the door and went upstairs. Once in his room he said to Francis: "Brother, may I ask you a favour?" "Of course, little brother. What is it?" "I know I have here all kind of clothes and Papa Charles could buy more, but I would like to wear yours when you were my age. Can I? Please, please." "I don't mind at all, but I wonder whether your dad would like that." The boy looked at his brother clearly disappointed and a little upset. "I don't mind my dad, besides he is not here. Would mom have objected this? "Sure she would not" Francis answered. "Then there is not any point; besides French clothes are more elegant than American's. All boys in the school envy me when I return dressed like here. "No objection." Margarita added. "I'll tell Mama Moirés to prepare them for you to sort them out." "Lovely." He smiled to his brothers and kissed them. "I wonder how anybody can resist your wishes." Francis said. All three smiled. Those days were wonderful for the brothers and of course for Jim. They run and rode on bike always the four together. They visited all villages and people waived them knowing who they were. Christmas eve arrived and that was a sad day for Jim. Charlie also mentioned his dad as they always gave presents in that night, however he happily accepted the French customs, after all, "I am a Norman". He used to say. After the special dinner Margarita stood: "Jim and Francis, we have a surprise for you." They looked at each other and to Charlie that was not surprised at all. They looked at her inquiring, she then continued: "Dad, uncle Carl, Charlie and myself, want to congratulate you for your medals in the school games and have organised a ball." "A ball, where?" "In our ballroom. Dad says mom liked a lot those parties, so he is happy to open it for his children, we have invited many boys and girls and their parents, as they used to come when mom was alive, however it will be during the afternoon." The boys were so taken aback they could not speak. Then Jim said: "When will it take place? "Tomorrow afternoon, at 5:00 pm" Margarita said. Francis hugged his dad. "Thanks dad. You are great, then I suppose we must prepare the ballroom" Then Charlie jumped from his seat and took his brother and Jim from their hands. "Come on" When they were just in front of the door, he pushed it totally open. "Here you are!" The ballroom appeared fully illuminated with little globes, garlands, etc. hanging from the ceilings. "Wow! That's wonderful" Jim took Charlie in his arms saying: "You little imp knew it, didn't you? "Yes, I did, but we all love you, champions. They ended dinner went to their rooms; Jim to write some letters to his family. However, when they entered in his room, Jim asked: "Do you know all girls and boys that are coming?" "No, I wonder to whom they have invited, but one thing is for sure: this type of ball in the past was used as a business meeting." Jim interrupted his friend. "What do you mean by business meeting?" "Well, parents are bored while their children have fun, therefore they sat down on the library, drink coffee and cognac, and talk about business. It is as simple as that. "Not a bad idea, and do you know any of them? "Just a few. Surely Monsieur Lisps will come with his twin daughters. He is divorced and his children are growing very wild. They are Margarita's friends and go to the same school. We were eight the last time they came; they took me to the loft and sucked my weenie, as they got naked. We had a lot of fun that day. "Did you enjoy it?" Francis grinned slyly. "Yes, of course, but I could not repeat it. Now they are 14 y/o, and well proportioned." Jim started to think, then grinned and said: "Francis, do we have a place where eventually we could fuck these girls?" "Are you mad? Margarita does not take her eyes from us, especially from you, she would stop it." "Does she know anything about what you did to them?" "Of course not, but she is not silly and would suspect something if we are not here." "She will be well occupied with the boys that adore and attend her." "It seems you don't mind the boys are round her." Jim looked seriously to his friend and lover, placed his hands on his shoulders and said: "Francis, I like her a lot and I mind a great deal about her, however, tomorrow will not be a day to take her from the guests, and it would be very selfish from me doing it, if I could. I doubt I could do anything, so let's have a little fun with others where she enjoys with his friends. I will never offend her or you under any circumstance, but she and I are only friends, and you know it." Francis bitted his lips; he could not say to his friend how much his sister loved him; that she had been dreaming about him during the past weeks. It would have been unfair, so he must go ahead with Jim's plans. They would discover their mutual love some day; however, that was what scared him; this could be too late. "Alright Jim. We have two places: one in the loft, and other in the little cottage near the garden. This is a good place, nevertheless it needs to be cleaned and warmed." "What are we waiting for? Come on! Let's go." They furtively sneaked to the cottage with cleaning tools, some blankets and sheets. An hour later, they had arranged their net. Francis locked the door and kept the key; so tomorrow, they would only need to put some fire on the stove to warm it up, and it will be ready for any adventure. Chapter 20 - The Ball --------------------- That day they were excited right from the morning. Charlie went to his new wardrobe where he chose a dress from his brother. He tried it and showed it to Margarita. "How do I look like, sister? Margarita looked at her beautiful brother and hugged him. "You look like a little prince from a fairy tale. I'm sure all little girls will be behind you all evening requesting a kiss from you." Charlie smiled satisfied to his sister. "I will have kisses for all of them, if they want." They laughed. "What about you? Are you waiting for your prince?" "I'm not sure if he will come." The boy looked at his sister but he did not get any more answers. In the other room, Jim and Francis were nervous. Jim then said: "You show and introduce me those girls, and follow me in all instances. You must absolutely forget your remaining shyness." "I'll try. As soon as it is dark we must got to the cottage and set fire on the stove. I don't want anyone to see the smoke thru the chimney and ask questions." Before Jim asked he continued: "This cottage is normally used for persons who come to work here and end late in the night, or are too far from their home and don't want to travel in the night. That is the case when my dad contracts waitresses to serve dinner during the company annual conventions." The time arrived and adults followed by children of all ages, except babies, started to arrive. In a few minutes, the house was full of shouts and the little children running from one side to other. Margarita was delighted with so many children round them; however Charlie was the star for girls round his age. Soon a band composed by young students, started playing modern music for the delight of all children that crowded dancing the centre of the room. Large tables were covered with glasses and bowls with light beverages and sweets. Margarita, Francis and Jim stood and soon Margarita was requested to dance, she gladly accepted. Two blond girls approached to Francis from behind and blinded him. "Guess who me is". Francis did not recognized the voice so he said: "Sure it is the voice of a beautiful girl." "Well, that's enough." They laughed and the other girls added: "Won't you introduce us your friend, Francoise? "Sure. He is Jim Martinez, from Spain, my roommate and best friend. Jim these lovely twins are July and Jean Lisps" They kissed on the cheeks and Jim noticed the smooth skin and the lovely smell to an expensive perfume. Jim then said: "Would you like a drink? "Oh yes!" "I'll bring you something special." When Jim left Francis added: "He is a wonderful barman." "And very handsome" July said. "Yes, very handsome and strong." Repeated her sister. Jim prepared a mix with all available on the tables, then entered in the kitchen and mixed some whiskey on the glasses for the girls. When he returned he said: "Here you are, but in confidence, they are for adults, as you are." "Well done Jim, you are very fair advising us." Some boys approached asking them to dance, but they refused. July said to them: "By now we are engaged with this handsome couple". All laughed and after half an hour chatting, Jim invited July to dance and Francis did the same to her sister. Jim pushed her a little against him so she could notice his dick. She smiled and then said: "What a pity you are." She did not continued as she grinned slyly. "You know." The music stopped and Jim took her from the hand, followed by Francis and her sister. They went out in the chilly darkness and round the corner; Jim pushed her against him and kissed her on the lips, introducing his tongue in her mouth. The girls were taken aback and only reacted when the boys started exploring their breasts, their dicks pushing against them. July said: "Not here and now. Sorry for what I said. I have had a delight surprise." "Me too", added her sister. Let's go in.but I want more of this lovely and sweet. drink" The girls added evilly". Francis bitted her ears saying: "We can give you a lovely pole." "Francis, you are too hot to give me a pole!" They laughed about the double meaning of the word, then entered again in the house and started to dance. Jim pushed July to his dick and she grinned when felt it against her cunt. She sighed, as was getting increasingly hot. She said: "It seems your little brother want to go out of prison." "Yes, but you have the key." She looked at Jim and pressed his back. "In that case I am prepared to free him. I suppose he is a pretty boy and as hot as you are." "You can bet for it." He winked to Francis, which more or less was having the same conversation with the other twin. "Please go thru that door, it is the kitchen; we'll join you in there in seconds." When the music stopped to initiate another piece, the twins went to the kitchen; they remained during half a minute as Margarita looked at them; then they left thru the main door, went round the building and caught the girls' hands. Without saying a word they entered into the warm cottage, locked the door and immediately the girls started to fondle the boys' tents. Francis took the girl and kissed her passionately. She smiled in the semi dark room. "Who said you were homo? "I don't know and I don't care. I'll show you something." In seconds, they were naked on the beds. "I would prefer the lights on," said one of the twins. "And so do we." Francis said. "However we cannot risk someone interrupting our adv." He could not finish because the girl glued his mouth to his as their tongues met. Only moans could be heard. After a couple of minutes the two young couples were breathing heavily as they reached their orgasms, the boys spilling their seeds on the girls smooth and terse stomach. Nevertheless, they did not stop; their bodies recharged quickly but this time with the passions slowed. Jim kissed the girl on the neck, on the shoulders and finally he took in his mouth one of the erected nipples. "Don't stop, come on I need your cock in me; hurry up!" But the boys knew they should not do as requested. They continued their pace but the girls were pleading them to fuck their cunts; then Jim and Francis prepared themselves, perhaps thinking the girls were virgins. They put their cocks at the entrance of that lovely cave, but the girls could not wait anymore; they placed their hands on the boys butt cheeks and pushed their adolescent dick totally inside them without any resistance. Francis sighed in delight feeling the warm of that little cavern. The girl started moving and soon they rolled and placed on top of boys moving their young bodies in al directions in a frenzy dance. Soon, at near at unison, their bodies tensed stopped breathing and bitted the boys' shoulders as Jim and Francis arched their hips and started flooding their vagina with semen. After a few minutes July kissed Jim tenderly and said: "Sorry boy, but I have to bite you to prevent yielding myself. You are very good." Her sister added: I have been in the heaven. I'll kill the one who mention me you as a sissy, Francis. You fucked as a professional. I suppose you have some experience, don't you?" "More or less like you" Francis said laughing. July then said: "Alright, I would like to be the whole night here, but I am sure my dad is already looking for us." They got up and washed in the tiny bathroom, unlocked the door and separated, they returned to the ballroom. As soon as the girls entered, three boys came to them asking to dance. Francis and Jim sat down on one sofa and grinned each other. "It was good, wasn't it? Jim said. "Good? Good? It was super, Jim. Thanks brother." Jim smiled. He turned his head and met Margarita eyes as she was dancing with a tall blond boy. She looked upset, Francis said: "It seems Margarita is not very happy." "Well, she is having a good time, anyway. Let's go upstairs and arrange us a little bit. They entered in their room and heard some noise in Charlie's room. Carefully opened the door and found him with a 9 y/o on the bed. She was kissing him on the lips: "You are very pretty, Charlie. Please kiss me like in the movies". Obviously, the boy did not have access to those films in the US, however he kissed her. The problem was that Mother Nature went a different way and his dick was tenting his trousers; he felt good and started grinding it against the girl belly that had his dress up to his chest. The girl was breathing heavily as she was pressed by Charlie- "I would like to do like my sister does with her boyfriend when dad and mom are away, but it is a sin." "A sin?" Charlie asked. "Yes; they get naked and his boy friend put his thing into her" Charlie was excited and said: "Let's do it. I like being naked." "We can't, if mom found out she would kill me." "Your mom is not here, besides those doors are closed and go to my brother and sister rooms. Come on." The girl doubted for minute, after that she said: "Alright, we are boyfriends, so I guess we can do it". Soon the two little evils were naked and Charlie on top of the girl. "You put your thing into me my pretty boy while I kiss you" "How, I never did it before." "I'll show you" She took the erected weenie and placed it at the entrance of her little vagina. The boy instinctively pushed down and his little dick entered, however the girl yielded in pain. "Hold on, you are hurting me!" "But you told me to push and it feels very, very good." "Yes it does; but when you push hard it hurts; so stay where you are." She then rolled on top of the boy and started kissing him with his little penis rubbing her clit. After a while, they experienced something like a dry orgasm because they were moving up and down quickly. Soon they stopped as the girl said: "It has been very nice. Please let go downstairs before my mom send someone to fetch me." "It is a pity, can't we stay a little bit more with my penis inside you? It was so good the nice feeling." "No, we can't. The girl got up and dressed, followed by Charlie, however the boy was with his shirt off, so anyone could guess what he had been doing. Francis went quickly thru the other door and stopped him. "Charlie, please, come here." The boy reluctantly left the girl that was now going downstairs. Jim grinned at him. "What do you want? I need to accompany that girl. Francis smiled. "Have you watched yourself on the mirror? He had a look and found what his brother was telling him. His hair scrambled, the shirt off. in summary it would have been very difficult to explain his behaviour. "Thanks brother, you are the best brother of the world". "From now on," Jim said "no more Charlie, but Charles. You are a whole man." Before he could say anything Jim added: "Don't worry, we'll keep your secret, man" Charlie hugged Jim. "Thanks my friend". He run away to the stairs and to the ballroom. "I got hard watching the little evil fucking the girl." "Me too" Francis said. "We need a release." "Yes, but not now. We have all night." They kissed and went to join the rest downstairs. They were attending their guests, dancing with anyone as Margarita was doing, as good hosts as they were. She still was upset, excused herself and went to her room; Francis followed her and found Margarita on the bed sobbing. Francis touched her shoulder; she raised her head and hugged her brother amongst sobs. "Why did you bring him here? What did you do with those bitches? "Please sister, take it easy and care about your words. They are our guests and friends. In respect of Jim, I told you he is not a common boy. On the other hand, what have you done but dancing all evening? Did you expect him going round you, like the rest of the boys? I told you he wouldn't do that. "I was attending our guests." "That was what we have been doing. Probably a little more with two girls; but you know them well and." "Yes, I know them better than you." "Alright darling, let's go downstairs and enjoy the rest of the evening. Don't spoil this wonderful time." She smiled her brother but not convinced; however she did not tell him she was terribly jealous of those girls. "Why was she jealous? In fact that boy did not tell her anything, only he behaved as an educated person, yet with some looks and differences to her.well." They were entering into the ballroom, crossing with Charlie accompanied by a 10 y/o girl laughing and running. Jim was dancing with a tall woman who seemed enchanted with him. When the music finished he joined the group, in that moment a boy asked Margarita for a dance and left Francis and Jim alone. "You are a good host, Jim." "Well she is not a common lady. Very elegant and." "Very rich. Gossips say she is very fond of young boys." "Well, the cottage is still ready." Francis smiled as Jim added: "I am going to our room for a pee. I'll be here in a minute." In that moment a lovely brown haired girl came to them asking: "Have you seen my little sister?' "Yes, I think she is with my little brother in the toys room." "I wonder when she will become into a real girl. She likes toys as a baby. My parents will leave in half an hour and I need to tell her." Jim then said: "Don't worry, I'll give her your message; I just was going upstairs." The girl looked at Jim smiling as she was aware both were part of the few not blond in the room. "Thanks." Francis invited her to dance and Jim went upstairs, and as before, he heard noise in Charlie room. He peeked thru the door and again saw the little imp on top of the 10 y/o girl, but this time he was fucking her properly. She was a little bit fatty and bigger than Charlie, so his little dick could go all the way in scarcely reaching her hymen. They were enjoying the moment; both breathing heavily, she was saying: "Push down Charlie, please don't stop now." "But I may hurt you" "Don't worry. push. Agh!!!" She grunted as Charlie also groaned, probably experiencing her first real orgasm. Jim was hard watching the little couple fucking, but thought he must give her the message. He went outside and knocked on the door. The children moved and she covered herself with the sheet. "Charlie, I'm Jim. Tell your friend her parents want to leave in 25 minutes, so end your play. However, you don't need to rush. Ah! Charlie, I want to talk to you. I'll be in my room when you finish." The girl then answered. "Thanks Jim, we are finishing our play. I'll be downstairs in a few minutes." The girl sighed. Jim went around into his room. Charlie still naked and his little dick starting to grow again: "Let's do it again, still we have time enough." "No, my beautiful boy. Where's the bathroom? The boy disappointed showed the door. She went inside and a few minutes later she appeared dressed while the boy was still naked. She looked at him, put her hand round his dick saying: "You fucked me very well, I have enjoyed it pretty boy." She kissed Charlie on the lips and left, closing the door. Charlie still was thinking what the girl had said. He dressed and went thru the door the connected both rooms. Jim was lying on the bed. "Come here little man." he motioned the boy to sit on the bed. He was with his hair scrambled and his blouse out of his trousers. "Congratulations Charlie" "Congratulations, why?" "Why? You have done things what normally any boy would never do before he is 12 y/o. You have fucked that girl and properly." "Did you see us?" He did not want to embarrass the little boy. "Let's say I heard you. Next time you must be very careful and not to moan so loudly." The boy got red, but Jim continued: "Charlie, I don't know how is in America, but surely, your dad wouldn't approve it; therefore this must be a secret between your brother, you and me. Nobody, I repeat, nobody must know it, at least until you are 18 y/o. Understand?" The boy smiled and hugged Jim tightly. "You are not only my friend, you are my brother, too. May I ask you something? "Sure, what is it" "Have you, have you.fuc." "Fucked" "Yes, fucked a girl like I did?" "Yes, but not so early as you." The little evil grinned. "Brothers for life?" "Yes, brothers for life". They again hugged. Jim helped the boy to arrange his clothes and hand in hand, they descended the stairs happily. Charlie immediately went to dance with other girl. It was round 9:00 pm and soon people would start leaving. Jim sat on an armchair thinking about how many things had happened to him from the time he left his home three months back. He saw Margarita sat down with some boys round her, he realised he still had not danced with her. He went to the band and asked something. A few minutes later, the boy leading the band said: "Boys and girl, someone has asked us for a lovely song that we learnt in Spain during last summer. We have changed the music but not the wording, here you are "My love is called Margarita". Margarita jumped in her seat and looking at Jim she saw how he stood and started to walk to her; however in that moment one of the boys near said: "Please Margarita, you promised me your next dance. Please." She looked at Jim then at the boy that was waiting and sadly started dancing with him. She was a hostess and she had to please her guests, nevertheless she saw her love to retreat and sit again on the chair. That boy had ruined her night! She was sad and thought she would find an opportunity to recover him. Chapter 21 - The Year End -------------------------- They all were tired after the feast, once all guests had left, Francis' father said: "Well children, we have eaten and drunk too much, I would suggest go to the kitchen and have a glass of milk, then time for bed." They agreed, and a few minutes later, all were in their respective rooms. As every night, Francis and Jim approached Charlie' bed to kiss him good nights, they coincided with Margarita and all three kissed him. The little boy extended his white arms and hugged all together. Jim and Margarita faces touched in the hug and they quivered at the touch. "Good night brothers, I'll miss your kisses when I return to US. I would like to remain here forever." They said nothing because all understood the little boy's feelings. They tacked him on the bed and left, leaving the doors closed but not locked. Jim and Francis got naked as usual and went under the covers. They looked at each other, Jim kissed Francis on the lips and he returned the kiss. Jim said: "I love you Francis, I never thought I could love someone as I do to you. It is something special, nothing to do with sex. It is like a strong brotherhood that I have only experienced with Frankie." He kissed him again. Francis looked at his lover and caressed his face. "I understand you Jim because that's what I feel about you. I love these moments and, why not, I love making sex with you; but I cannot imagine myself doing it with somebody else. I am not attracted to men but I enjoy it with you, in fact we are rare friends." "Yes we are. We enjoyed our tonight fucking with those girls, the problem is that when we return to school we would not have any girl available, only boys and I don't like to molest boys, unless they ask me for it." "I do agree with you, so we must continue as up today." "You should have seen Charlie fucking the little girl! I think she was the one who initiated the adventure, but he complied as a good stallion. I told him to keep that secret amongst us; if he released something to his dad we could see ourselves in troubles with the puritan Americans." "Don't care about that. He won't say anything. I am concerned because every time he comes it is more difficult the return him to US. This time will be the worst; he is spending lovely holidays with experiences not common for a boy of his age." Both friends started kissing again, but this time passionately, ending in a 69 position until their young cream was spurted in each other mouth. They returned to their original position, cuddled into each other's arms and drifted to sleep. The following days were days of happiness for the four children. Margarita and Jim were deeply in love, however she was expecting Jim to take the initiative and to declare his love to her; that was the custom in those times, especially for an educated girl as she was. Jim was scared, he did not want to ask his friend's help and did not dare to say to that beautiful blond girl that his heart was bleeding in need to kiss and love her. So the days went thru until the New Year eve. In that night adults allowed the children to go to bed after the midnight; first they would have the formal dinner, dressed in their best clothes; after dinner, presents would be distributed and then toasting for the New Year's happiness. Charlie disregarded his clothes and went to Francis' old wardrobe; he chose a dress that Francis used in his firs holy communion, dressed as a prince; he had seen that dress in his mom's album. Francis and Jim wore smoking dresses as they had agree before, and Margarita the beautiful dress designed by Francis, still none had seen it, except herself. When Charlie was dressed, he called his sister: "Margarita, please, can you come and supervise my tie? "Just a second, I am near ready." That was the key word agreed between Charlie and Francis to reunite the lovers, since the dress had no tie. She entered in Charlie's room at the same time that Jim also entered to help, at the request of Francis. Margarita and Jim met, they saw each other as in their dreams; they looked one another for a few seconds as Charlie and Francis winked grinning. Jim was amazed, instead of those long flaxen plaits; she had her long hair cascading on her shoulders; a velvety festoon prevented to fall on her lovely face. Instinctively they launched into each other arms; they kissed and kissed several times, hugged and Jim caressed the girl blond hair. Both were sobbing softly. "I love you Margarita, I love you. I don't know why I have waited so long to tell you. I knew loved you even before I came to France." Francis and Charlie looked each other amused and surprised. Margarita put her arms round his boy's neck and kissed him desperately. "This is my first real kiss to a boy and I am very proud you are him. I love you Jim, I have loved you ever since I can remember. You have been in my heart all the time and I was scared you did not love me. I was terrible scared." Jim kissed her again on the lips, on the hands and put them round his own cheeks. "I love you my beautiful blond." In that moment Charlie interrupted. "Well, anyone would like to arrange my tie?" They looked to the little boy and Margarita said: "But that dress does not need a tie! You little rascal! "Let's go downstairs, dad and Uncle Carl probably are waiting for us." Like in a wedding, first was the little angel followed by the bride giving her hand to his boy, behind Francis as a godfather escorting the happy couple. However, sat on the library and dressed in night smoking, the two adult lovers were savouring a cup of sherry before going into the dinning room that for this purpose had been set up with candles and silver cutlery. Carl said: "Charles, have you noticed our Margarita is in love for the first time with that boy?" "Yes, I would need to be blind not seeing it? The question is: does he love her?" "Charles you are really blind. He is even more in love than she is" "Well, perhaps I am blind, but if he loves her he knows how to hide it." "Charles, to understand it you should put yourself in his position. He is a poor boy, coming from a poor family and a poor village. He falls in love with a rich girl and feels he is not worth of that love, he has nothing to offer to her; how can he declare his love to a beautiful girl who can have anybody she wanted? "I thought he was homo like Francis." "You are even blinder than I thought. As usual, you don't see what is happening in this house. Neither Jim nor our son are like us." "I suppose you have foundations to say that." The man sighed and kissed a peck on his lover's lips. "Of course I have. I watched them a few days ago during the dance. They had already prepared the cottage; there they fucked Lisps' twins during an hour. They called him "stallion". "How do you know that?" He smiled at his lover "You should have been a detective instead of a lawyer." Carl laughed and kissed his lover again. "Those are the facts, so now what shall we do? "Nothing Carl. They are too young, life is very short, however this society is strange for us or we are strange for them, but we must live in it. If they love each other, I'll warn them, but I'll consent their love, especially in these premises. Time will say the last word. I want our daughter's happiness, so if she is happy loving this boy I have no objection to make. He's honest, fair and good student; with the time, probably he will become a successful man. I am sure of that. What do you think? "We must be very careful, but I do agree with you. Do you remember when we fell in love? We still were not 12 y/o. Do you think that any hetero couple has been happier than we have. Probably we are contemplating the father of our grandchildren. So, knowing Margarita's character I prefer to start accepting the problem right from the beginning rather to have to rectify later on." They heard the children's laughs coming down the stairs. "What a beautiful children we have!" Carl said, I think the problem between Margarita and Jim is over." "I think so. Let's go to have the family dinner. As soon as they reached down, Margarita left her boy's hand and run to her father, she hanged from his neck and kissed him; then did the same to Uncle Carl. "You are beautiful Margarita. Where did you get that dress from? "It is my brother's present." "But we believe all your happiness have nothing to do with your dress." Carl said. Margarita blushed and then, bravely went where the boys were standing, took Jim's hand and dragged him to her father and Uncle Carl. "You are right, dad. He is the origin of my dreams and my happiness. I'm introducing you the boy to whom I love, father." She had not used the word "father" for a long time and that impressed Charles of her determination. "Well Jim, what do you have to say?" Jim blushed deeply, however he was not scared, he felt Margarita's hand pressing his, encouraging and supporting him. "Sir, I'm a poor boy from a poor family, however my love for Margarita in this moment is the richest of the world. I know still is a long way until we become adults, and for the most of people we still are children, nevertheless I love her; so you did a bad business bringing me here because now it will be very difficult for me to detach from her, unless she does not love me." The men were astonished of the brave words coming from a 13 y/o boy, but they knew it was better to live with the situation rather than to oppose to it. Charles then said: "Jim, you are a brave boy and I'm sure you will be a great man, however we live in a society where so early loves are not easily accepted, but, as I told you, we are not a common family, so we welcome you into our hearts. I must also add that, please, behave as two good friends outside of these premises or when someone strange is at home in what the expression of your love it refers. Believe me, we are not ashamed of you, but we have to keep forms and be a little bit hypocrite about this until you are a little bit older; then, if you still love each other, it will be a great honour to present you to society." "Thank you very much indeed, Sir. I promise, you will not hear any complaint relating to our conduct. You have my word for it." Margarita was crying, she took Jim's face and kissed him on the cheek, then she said: "Dad, do you think is there any boy like Jim?" His father grinned. "I'm sure that for you no." "And for me", Francis said. "And for me", Charlie added. All hugged and happily went into the dinning room. They had dinner served by the boys; after they cleaned the table, all of them went to the library for their Christmas presents. Charles opened a drawer and extracted several parcels folded with lovely colours. "Well girl and boys, today is a special day for presents. First is for our guest Jim. Jim was surprised because he did not expect anything; Margarita pressed his hand encouraging him. He took the little parcel and opened it. It was a wonderful writs watch "Rolex". He could not believe it. Francis then said: "I hope you liked it." Jim did not know what to say, he was agape. "Sorry Sir, but I do not deserve this jewel, well. I, I, I never had one and." Margarita stood and kissed him on the chick, and in a whisper she said: "It is for you, my love" Jim blushed as two tears came thru his cheeks. "I, I am so surprised." Thank you very much indeed, it is a beautiful watch, I wonder if I will be able to wear it." "You will. I'm sure Jim, and you have nothing to thank about." Carl said. He sat near Margarita and she helped him to wear it round his wrist." He then looked at his friend and hugged him. "Thanks Francis, I know is your idea." Francis returned the hug. "Believe me; you deserve it and much more." Now Charles extracted three parcels, two similar ones and one different. He then said. "Margarita my daughter, when I married your mom I wanted all the best for her, in such a way I loved her a lot, she was a great woman and a pretty girl, the same as you are. I gave her all she wanted; however, she was not very exigent. This is a family jewel that my mother gave me; you can see your mom is wearing it in that oil painting. Now Charlie' father has returned it since he kept it while she was alive. Now it is yours in order you can transmit it to your daughter, if you had one, of course." Margarita opened the old box and took in his hands that valuable jewel, a tiara made in gold with beautiful stones. She couldn't believe it as her father continued: "Historically it has been transmitted when a girl was on her 13 birthday". Margarita looked at it again and hugged her father and Uncle Carl. "Thanks dad, I will demonstrate I deserve it, however, meanwhile, please keep it in the safe. I will wear it when I get married, not before." Jim looked at her and said: "Please Margarita wear it tonight until we go to bed." She looked at her love tenderly. "Please, dad, place it on my head." Charles did as requested. "My daughter, you look as a princess, very much the same as your mother was." Charlie was impressed with all references to his mom. Charles continued: "Charlie has many toys, he and Francoise are the males of the family. The same as the tiara, my father gave me his ring seal in order I transmitted to my sons, nevertheless I did not expect to have two sons; therefore I made a copy of it, so exact that I don't know which is the original and the copy." Saying this he gave to Charlie and Francis their respective rings. Of course the boys could not wear it, but that meant nothing, the present had so a large significance to them. especially for Charlie, he felt considered as a part of his family. He jumped to Charles' lap and started crying. "Please, please, papa Charles, don't send me back to US; I feel French, a Norman. This is my truly family. I want to be with my brother and daughter and especially with you." He tenderly hugged the child. He was aware how his feelings were mixed in this little creature. "Charlie, this is and will always be your family. We all will be with you when you request us, however, you also have a father that loves you and two little daughters. Charlie jumped back and as he stood he said: "Yes, I have a dad that is always busy and I can't ask anything. The babies are my dad's daughters, but not my sisters. Her mother is. I don't like her, she hates me because she loved my dad when he chose our mom, and I hate her. Please, please, let me stay here." They sank into an armchair and again started to cry. Margarita and Francis went to him and hugged. Then Charles stood and took the boy in his arms. "Charlie, little man, we all loves you. I'll see your problem with your dad, however you are still too young to decide. Besides Margarita and Francoise will leave for their respective schools; Uncle Carl and myself travel continuously, so you would be here alone, too. There at least, you can see your dad and your granddad. I'll talk your dad in order you spend all your holidays in France." The boy interrupted him. "But I could go to the same school with Jim and Francoise." "That would be a wonderful idea, but that school is one of the best in Europe and only over 10 y/o boys are admitted. In three years time, neither Francoise nor Jim would be in the school; however if when you are 11 still want to stay in that school I'll talk your father about it. I am sure he will accept it. He loves you very much and wants the best for you." "Will you do that for me, papa Charles?" "I will. I promise." "Don't forget that I am a Lambert, I will never change my surname. Never!" They did not want to argue with the little boy, so Uncle Carl said: "Well, the new year will be here within minutes. Let's have some music". All stood; Carl went to the piano and started playing easy melodies that the boys sang happily. Soon they forgot the previous arguments. Charlie then said: "My dad does not know, but I am part of my school's choir. The Director said I have a nice voice. Tonight I want to sing a pretty song, it is a pray to our mom." All were surprised since they did not know anything related to the boy's school activities. He approached Uncle Carl and said something, he affirmed; then he touched a note on the piano. Carl started playing the entry to the "Ave Maria" of Schubert; the little boy started to sing looking at his mother and brothers oil painting. "Ave Maria gratia plena..." It was as an angel singing from the heaven, the beautiful voice spread along the house as they were transported far away. Tears appeared, especially on the brothers' cheeks, and when the little boy finished with last musical note, the brothers embraced in a mutual hug of love; the rest joined them as they congratulated the little boy for his beautiful performance. That was a key moment that would mark the brothers' lives forever; they had never felt so close until that moment. Margarita felt her heart touched and she forgot her previous hate to his mother; she realised that little blond were also suffering her absence when he more needed his mother. Without leaving her little brother she said: "Charlie, I am sure she is watching and hearing us; she wants us to love each other and never be separated as brothers. We must do all we can to never fight or envy one another and help each other during our lives; that is what she would do." Charlie kissed his brothers, and said: "Please Uncle Carl, play something, mom would approve tonight." They laughed and Carl again started playing the piano until midnight when the New Year entered. They all kissed and hugged wishing all the best for the New Year. The adults got ready to leave to continue the feast in the large town, and the boys went upstairs to bed. They cleaned their teeth and wore their pyjamas. Charlie went under the covers and his brothers and Jim joined round the bed to kiss him good nights. He extended his little arms and hugged them saying near in a murmur: "Thanks mom for giving me so good brothers." They kissed him and put off the lights. Then Jim said: "Tonight in Spain, children are allowed to remain awoken celebrating the New Year until they are tired, so they ask to go to bed, normally very late, even they drink a little alcohol." Francis and her sister looked at each other, she said: "At your home, will they be now there? "Probably they are at the farm with my brother, John and the rest of the large family." "What about if you call them? Probably it will take sometime the call to go thru, but we are not hurry, aren't we Francoise? "Of course not. Let's put the international call." Jim them objected: "But that will cost a lot of money and." Margarita watched Jim's apprehension; she pressed his hand and said: "Don't worry about the cost, dad will pay it gladly." Francis went outside the room and dialled international operator from the upstairs phone extension and put the call thru; the operator told him that there was about an hour delay with Spain. Jim went to his room, but Margarita dragged him to hers. When they entered, she looked at him and they kissed tenderly. "I love you, Jim." Jim looked those beautiful blue eyes and started kissing her freckles and nose, and then he kissed her passionately. "I love you, my sweet heart". He knew right from the beginning she was an inexperienced girl and that, even increased his love for her. They sat on the large coach and started kissing her passionately, her neck, her chin, her eyes, and finally her lovely red young lips. He parted her teeth with his tongue; she resisted the intruder for a moment and then welcomed it. Their tongues swirled inside and she started to moan, breathing and gasping. Jim put his right hand on her little breasts, only separated by the thing cotton fabric of her night clothe. Jim knew she and he were near an orgasm, probably her first one touching a male. She introduced her right arm under Jim's loose pyjama and rubbed his back while her left was caressing his curly black hair on his neck. Jim felt his dick near to explode as he noticed Margarita spasm and she pressed him against her with a loud moan. Jim also knew how important was that she felt loved when that first feeling of regret felt after her orgasm; he pressed her against his chest, his mouth near her right ear telling her: "I love you sweet heart, I love you Margarita, I love you my beautiful angel". She felt that feeling of regret and shame, but surprisingly she felt secure and loved and she thought she had nothing to regret or to be ashamed of, so after a few minutes it was fading out until it disappeared from her mind; she then tenderly separated from his love and kissed him. "I love you Jim; I never thought it was so wonderful to be loved by a boy, especially by you." He attracted her to his chest and kissed her on the hair caressing it tenderly. "Margarita you are special, nothing is compared with you. I love those little freckles, that lovely nose and those lovely lips." "Only those parts?" She teased him. He then started kissing her on the neck, licking and kissing her ears, then her breasts, her hands.He was mad about her. "I love every single centimetre of you, my beautiful young lady" She looked at him on the eyes tenderly and said: "Jim, it seems I know you since a very long time. I don't feel shy or ashamed with you. Do you feel the same about me?" "Yes, I do" I was looking for you since I can remember. I knew that sometime I would find my girl, and I have found her." He again kissed her. However, with the kissing, they were again excited, and from the tenderness of their love, they passed to passionate kisses and foodlessness. Jim unbuttoned her blouse and put his hand on the still childish breasts; he massaged the right one that was erect and hard with excitement. The girl trembled when he touched those sensible part of her body, never before had been touched. Jim tenderly left their French kissing and bent, starting licking and sucking her little globes. Margarita squirmed and moaned in pleasure; she wanted to be an active part, so she slid her left hand down touching the tent formed by Jim's erected dick. Jim wriggled at her touch; Margarita slid her hand under Jim loose pyjama and then under his tight underwear dragging it down and freeing his dick. She was shocked to find such wetness in there, most of it because his previous orgasm and the precum he was continuously producing. She cupped its head rubbing down the foreskin. Jim moaned loudly at her touch, so she knew he was enjoying her caresses; she slid her hand down until she reached the boy's ball pack. Jim then took her hand and motioned her to rub up/down his cock. Those touches took him near his orgasm; he started breathing heavily gasping for air. He thought for a moment that he had to put her at the edge of her pleasure. Jim, without leaving his sucking slid his right hand under her panties and put his palm over the moist cunt, rubbing it up/down. She twisted her body at the new sensations; her body responded with spasm leaving her kisses, her mouth now on Jim's shoulder gasping with loud moans. Instinctively she increased the pace of her strokes to Jim's hard cock. Soon Jim could not resist anymore, he dragged her to his chest, stopped breathing and started to squirt his seed on Margarita's hand that was covering his gland. Margarita also as her orgasm was approaching, Jim increased his rubbing on the girl's slippery vagina, especially touching her clitoris; she reached her peak at the same time; however, it was much more intense that the previous time; she could not resist it and bitted him on the shoulder. Jim screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. He dragged her tightly and their breaths compassed. They remained quiet for a few minutes involved in the bliss their mutual love and thoughts. Jim then, tenderly, separated her and started kissing her forehead, her eyes, her freckles and finally her lips. They were tender and lovingly kisses. She moaned, and in a whisper said: "Please, don't stop, darling." He continued pecking her round the face, and then he said: "I think we must take rid of our mess." She still had her hand round the now flaccid cock; shed smiled and said: "It seems your. thing wants to rest." "Yes, but not for a long time. You will be surprised how active it is." She grinned and extracted her hand impregnated with his boy's semen. As soon as her hand appeared, Jim started to lick and suck her fingers; she was amused and surprised. "Isn't that gross?" "Oh no, it is my fluids and your hand, I love both." "How does it taste?" "Well not bad, different from anything." He looked at her and asked: "Do you want to try?" "Why not, it is yours and I love anything from you." He reached her lovely face and kissed her. "I love you Margarita." She, for an answer, slurped one of her fingers and grimaced. "Not bad, a little salty." She kissed Jim still with the flavour of his semen on her lips. "We better clean ourselves and get rid of our dirty clothes." She smiled as Jim stood and went into the bathroom. He undressed and had a quick shower. She wanted to be with him in there naked and start again their love play, however, she understood things should go gradually. When he returned, she also cleaned and soon they were again sat down on the sofa. He knew he would not be able to resist a new invitation and probably on the bed, so he stood up saying: "I think we must sleep." She gripped his hand, kissed him. "Jim, you can sleep in my bed with me, if you want it." He looked on her eyes and kissed them. "Margarita, I would love it; but we are very young and sometimes it is very difficult to control ourselves." She understood and thanked him his efforts not to go too far. She knew she would not be able to resist in the bed with him without going too far that she might regret later on. "I love you every moment more, Jim. I know how hard must be for you as it is for me, but I want you to know that I will never reject you on anything. I have hundred of questions to make you, but I guess we will have time enough during the next days. "I know that, my sweetheart, because of that I love your eyes, your nose, your beautiful freckles." He was kissing her after every word, until they locked their lips again. He felt his dick hard and she noted it now that he had not any underwear to conceal it. "Your better go, otherwise we will not be able to stop." "You are right, darling. Happy dreams." They kissed and he left thru Charlie' doors; the little boy was hard asleep and did not notice their presence. They kissed again as he opened his door, seeing Francis on the bed reading a book. She kissed her brother and said good night. When she was returning to her room the phone rang, all three went outside and Francis took the receiver. "It is your call. Jim started speaking in Spanish and Margarita could see tears coming down his lovely white/rose cheek. She kissed him tenderly from behind reassuring him her love; they tried to leave him alone but Jim took his left arm round her waist and retained her, motioning Francis to stay with him. Chapter 22. - The New Year -------------------------- Jim approached the bed, undressed, and stark naked as usual jumped onto the bed near his friend. Francis left the book on the nightstand and smiled to his friend; both were facing each other on their elbows. Jim dragged his friend's face and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "Francis, I will never thank you enough for bringing me to your home, in this moment, probably I am one of the happiest boys of the world." "I'm sure you are. Did you both have a good time?" "Yes, we did." "It has taken near two hours and. did you f." Jim put his finger on his friend lips, preventing him to say the word." "Francis, please, don't use that word with her; you are my lover, my friend and my brother, I don't love you less than I love her, however in a different way. We can use that word for a whore or an occasional girl, but not with Margarita; she is in a different stage and cannot be compared; nevertheless, you know I do not have secret with you, so my answer is NO. We enjoyed two lovely orgasms but she is new on it and I must take all necessary actions in order she learn and enjoy rather than to hate it, as many women do. That was an advice from my dad and he knows a lot about it." "Jim, you will never guess how happy I am hearing you. My sister is half of my life and I am sure, with the time, I'll sit your children on my lap. She is very special; however, she has the strength that I lack myself. She is similar to our mother. She will worship you if you continue to be as you have been up today, and I have no doubt you will, however if you betray her, she will convert herself into a tigress." Jim smiled and kissed Francis again on the lips. "I know that. I am very much the same as she is. I suppose you are missing something." Francis smirked at his friend. "Yes, you know it, however perhaps you are a little tired to." Jim jumped on top of his friend and kissed him passionately on the lips, starting stroking Francisï hard cock; soon he could not stop his need and his dick spurted wads of semen between both bodies. Jim them turned into a 69 position and the two lovers sucked each other, as many times had done before. Soon they reached the point of not return with a lovely release. They kissed and cuddled into each other arms and drifted to sleep. The following day, 1st of January, was an unusual bright day, chilly but the sun shone brightly. Jim got up for pee and he looked at his new watch, it was near 10 am. He opened Charlie door and could contemplate the beautiful angel, apparently asleep; he bent and kissed him on the lovely yellow hair; the little evil grinned and extending his arms dragged Jim to him and kissed him on the cheeks. "Good morning brother, Happy New Year! "The same to you". He kissed him back. The boy snuggled himself and continued sleeping. Jim opened the door communicating with Margarita's room and entering he closed it behind. He was wearing only his pyjama's trousers and underwear, so he was bare-chested. He started looking that beautiful head with all her straw hair scrambled over the pillow. He lay near her on his right elbow and started stroking her silk hair; then he could not help and kissed her on the forehead. She had felt his presence but she did not move when she felt his tender lips on her, she extended her arms dragged him to his face kissing him on the lips. "You little imp were not sleep." He returned the kiss; she then stroked his bared chest enjoying the touch. "Your chest is cold, come in under the cover." He doubted but she insisted. "Please, and take rid of your trousers." He wide opened his eyes. "Are you sure?" "Yes, I am. Come on, I don't want you to get a cold." He did not doubt and getting rid of his cloth entered under the warm covers, snuggling up against Margarita; he looked into those blue skies and kissed her passionately. She in a move opened her upper part of her pyjama giving access to Jim to her body, except her private that was covered with her panties. Jim could not resist that proximity, his dick was hard as a rock; he felt her hand on it as he started licking and sucking her little breasts. She moaned in pleasure as he continued fondling and licking her chest. She instinctively took his love's dick and placed it on her vagina, only separated by the fine silk fabric. Jim pushed and Margarita groaned loudly and raised her hips; a couple of minutes later both reached their high climax. Margarita felt Jim's warm little load on her. They were gasping heavily, their young faces pink with the warm of their bodies. They kissed tenderly several times until recovered the normal breath. They remained quiet, enjoying the bliss after their orgasms; after a few minutes Jim said: "I love you Margarita. We must be very careful; I don't want to break my vow." She watched her boy and kissed him back. "I love you Jim, but I would like." He interrupted her because he knew what she was intended to say. "Yes, you would like to have breakfast. I must get up and get it ready for you, my love." She smiled at him because she knew Jim knew this was not what she wanted; however, she thought it was not good idea to force him. They will have time. Jim prepared breakfast in the kitchen and got up all the other three. "It is near 11:00 lazy people. Come on, it is a lovely and sunny day!" Charlie jumped up from the bed imitated by Francis and Margarita; everyone went for a quick shower, made their beds and fully dressed enjoyed the breakfast. "What kind of butter did you put on my toast, brother?" Charlie asked. "It is not butter or marmalade, but fine virgin olive oil and honey." "It is wonderful; I'll tell it to my grandpa." "Why not to your step mother? Francis said: "She is my dad's wife, not any sort of my mother." They looked one another and one by one kissed and hugged the little boy, reassuring him, they were to protect and love him. They finished breakfast, cleaned the dishes and went out to the annex to pick up their bikes. They met Mrs. Moirés and her husband and they gladly kissed all four. Margarita told her where they were going and that would return for lunchtime. They rode thru the road to the village, then turned on the right and reached the beach. It was chilly however, the sea was in calm and inviting to walk or lie in the dunes. Charlie started running, playing and wrestling with his brother; Francis let him win, except on a moment he pinned him down on the yellow sand and looking at his brother beautiful face, he felt a wave of love and need to protect his little brother. He hugged him very tight to his chest. "Charlie, I love you and I want you to know that; we will always be with you when you need us. Please don't ever hesitate to ask for our help." The beautiful boy looked at his brother eyes as two tears came out from his. "I know it brother, I never felt so loved, protected and cared since mom's departure. It is hard to return. I would like to be with you all the time." They hugged again, the boy then continued: "Next summer I'll tell my dad to bring me here because I want to be near Jim. He loves Margarita, does not he?" "Yes he does. A lot, I believe. Now let's run again" They again started running and playing, however as they might get wet, got rid of their shoes, socks and trousers, being only on their underwear and resumed their play. Margarita and Jim were lying on the grass watching them smiling. Jim was to imitate the other boys but Margarita retained him and kissed him on the lips: "Jim, I want to resume this morning conversation." Jim looked at his loved girl on the eyes and kissed her freckles. "Yes." She got serious and said bluntly: "Jim, I love you and I would like to consummate our love." As Jim was to answer her, she put her finger on his lips and continued: "I know your objections; we are very young and an accident may happen." "My beautiful love, for me, there is nothing more important that to please you and that is my maximum goal, however you are asking me something impossible right now." "Why, Jim? Don't you love me enough?" He trembled and his voice sounded huskily. "There is and never will be anybody to whom I can love as I love you, and because of that, I can't do it. You are not an occasional girl or a whore. You are the future mother of my children. For me you are millions times more precious that your tiara; as a beautiful jewel I must keep you safe." When she heard him referring her as the mother of their children, she could not help and kissed tenderly him. "I know Jim your reasons, but I have others. I want you to be the first and teach me. I want both us to become as one body and one soul. I don't want to leave it for a later time. We never know what can happen to one of us, an accident.I don't know." He hugged her again and retained her against his chest. "Please, please, never speak like that because nothing will happen to us. We will live for a long time and we will see our children grow and, even, we will have grandchildren as beautiful as Charlie is; lovely blond Norman children with your freckles." They kissed lovingly again. "I want a black haired one with your beautiful white Latin skin." They smiled happily. "But I want to start soon and enjoy our youth. My mom was not happy and when she was planning to reunite our family with my brother, she was killed. Sure did not take into consideration that possibility." "Margarita that was an accident. On the other hand, I cannot betray the confidence your father has put on me. What kind of person would he think I am? Furthermore, I have dreamed a lot with that moment, you and me together doing it for the first time. It must be in a nice and especially a quiet place where you cannot expect someone knocking on the door. It must be a gentle, loving and long night to enjoy. It will be our first really love night to remember during our lives, don't you realise that?" She did not want to argue, at least things were clarifying and she knew what to do. She said nothing, kissed him tenderly. "I love you Jim with all my heart. Let's join my brothers." They run and play with them. As Jim started playing with Charlie, Francis approached his dear sister; placed his arm round her waist and she did the same to him, as they always did since they could remember. "You don't look very happy, sister. Anything.? She referred her conversation with Jim. "He has strong principles sister, you should be proud of that." "You well know I am very proud of him and I will never change an instant with him for all the gold in world, even if he does not want it, I will accept it and wait; however, brother, life is very short and I want to enjoy every minute of it near him. Please Francoise, help me. It is not a capricious; I have loved him too much." Francis saw two tears coming down his sister freckles and he could not help but to love his half-life. "I'll see what I can do, sister." "Thank you brother". She kissed him as she called him "brother", rarely did that. The boys got fully dressed and started to ride back home. On their way back, Margarita joined Charlie, and Francis rode near Jim. He was thinking about their conversation and he wanted his best friend and lover to know and have his advice. "Francis, I want to talk to you, it is a serious matter." Francis appeared as surprised. "Anything wrong with your family, Jim? "Oh no, I suppose they are well. It is something about Margarita and me." "You are getting me scared. What's up?" Jim without looking at him said: "I'll tell you after lunch. It is not the moment now." "Alright, I'll see the moment when no one can interrupt us." "Thank you, Francis." Francis' dad and Uncle Carl got up late, so they missed breakfast and all together had lunch. Margarita looked a little bit sad, however she responded when Jim pressed her hand under the table. Charlie and Margarita went upstairs; Francis and Jim into the library while his father had a cup of coffee. They sat down on the leather sofa facing Francis' mother oil painting. "Well Jim, what's the problem." Jim did not know how to start speaking to his best friend. "Francis, Margarita and I had a conversation and she." Francis looked surprised because he thought his sister had not told him all the truth. "Did you have any... I mean hard time?" "Oh no, you know we love each other a lot, and that is the big problem." Francis smiled because he saw his friend doubting and embarrassed for the first time. "I cannot see a problem that you love one another, even my dad has approved your love." "That's part of the problem. She. she. asked me to consummate our love right now, you know, to become as wife and husband and." Francis sighed. "I still cannot see the problem, Jim my brother." Jim near shouted when he said: "Don't you see any problem? She is your sister!" Francis smiled again. He placed his arm on his friend shoulders and tenderly said: "Jim, I cannot see any problem because you are who you are. I would be very worried if it was another person, but I know positively you love her and she loves you, so it is reduced to enjoy your love with some time in advance, that's all; most boys do without loving each other." "Francis, that's an animal behaviour. And what about your dad? I gave him my promise to look after her, and what am I going to do? To betray his confidence on me!" "Jim, you have not broken your promise because I am sure you will take care of her. On the other hand, probably my dad is assuming you have had already intercourse." "Francis, I don't know you!" Jim looked surprised; however Francis slowly said: "Look Jim, take it easy. My dad is not a common dad; he had sex relationship with Uncle Carl since they were 11 y/o; they have enjoyed their company and their lives together. They are very happy and believe we should enjoy ours every minute, whenever we are free and not forced by anyone. Youth is a blessed time we have to take the best of it." "Well. perhaps he is right, but what she is asking me is not a problem of one or two hours as we did with the twins. I have been well trained by my dad, but even that, I am inexperienced and may hurt her. I had planned to spend that in a quiet and nice place where no one can disturb us, as we did in Paris. I don't want anyone knocking on our door when. you know." "That's not any problem, Jim. We can go to Paris if that is your concern, however, I would suggest you ask her about it, but, please, relax and accept this as it is." Jim looked into his friend beautiful blue eyes and said: "Francis, I love Margarita with all my heart, if you think we are right doing it I will be the happiest person in the world, however still I am worried: if we start making love it will be very difficult to stop us and that implies a problem, she may get pregnant." "You are right, Jim; but that should be assumed by her, she knows a lot about that problem, believe me, she is not na‹ve in spite of being in a nun school. Mrs. Moirés has been as a mother for us since my mom left us, especially for her; she has lived in difficult times and knows life better than we do. She would not encourage her to do it, but I am sure she wouldn't oppose to it." Jim looked again into his friend and lover eyes and hugged him very tight. "I'll do whatever she likes. My problem is I can't deny her anything. Please help us, brother, will you?" "Yes, I will. Now go to her room and kiss her. You need it." Jim then kissed his friend on the lips." "Don't worry; I have enough love for you and her." "I count on it." Jim jumped and run to his room. He opened Charlie' door and could see him engulfed in a play with many toys, he kissed the little blond boy and he hugged Jim back tenderly. He opened the other door and silently entered in Margarita's room, closing the door behind. She was on her belly with her blond hair spread on the pillow; she was wearing a red pullover and Scottish skirt that covered her legs down to her round and childish calves. Jim was tempted to rub those smooth legs; he could observe the little spasms on her body as she was sobbing. He kneeled besides her on the bed and started tenderly kissing her on her freckled right cheek; she turned her lovely oval face and looked into her love deep black eyes. Before she could say anything and without knowing Jim's decision, she extended her arms and kissed him on the lips, first gently and then passionately. "Why do I love you so much?" "Because I have been the most fortunate boy of the world, but the silliest ass, too. I don't know why I did not realise how much we love each other and this love needs a confirmation that I am ready to provide you, if you want it." She was astonished; she could not believe what she was hearing. "Are you sure, my love?" "Yes, mom petit Coeur" That was the first time he called her the name her mother used to do. "Jim I love you." She dragged him to her, kissed, and kissed him. "Francis will help us; however I need you to answer me a couple of questions." "Anything, my handsome boy." She again kissed him tenderly in all his face, naming then as she was kissing him. "I am so happy." He sat on the bed near her and extended his right arm round the girl's shoulders. He looked into her lovely eyes and kissed them; he kissed her nose and then again her red lips. "Margarita I have dreamt with that moment many times, but I always thought that we must be in a quiet place and nice surrounding where nobody could disturb us. It must be a night to keep in our memory for the rest of our lives, especially for you. "And not for you?" "Yes, for me too; but you may get hurt." "I am sure I will not, you are so tender, so lovingly; I can't imagine you hurting me." "Darling, you are a virgin and I must get rid of your virginity. Are you ready to accept it?" "Yes I am. We are of the same age; we are not disproportioned, therefore it will not be a major problem. There are thousands of young girls, even younger than me, every year raped by men, or simply they make intercourse and have not any problem." She took Jim's hands in hers as she continued: "In what the place is concerned, please look this room, I was born in that bed, I played with my brother on it when my mother was here, I expect to conceive my first child and bring him or her to life on it." Jim could not wait. He felt a wave of love thru his body and dragged her to his chest, kissing her hair and hugging her very tight. "Those are beautiful thoughts, Margarita. I love you so much." He kissed her again. When they released their mutual hug she added: "It will be very quiet and with no one disturbing us. Dad and Uncle Carl are travelling to US for some business and have advanced their departure in order to take Charlie with them. The 3rd of January will be our day and our honey moon will last until the 6th when we return to the school." Jim got sad as she named her dad. "What the matter with you, darling?" "I am worried about your dad and Uncle Carl. I feel I will betray his confidence on me." "Jim, my dad loves me and wants the best for me. If that is you concern, will you be more comfortable if I tell him?" Jim wide opened his eyes in amazement. "Would you dare to do that?" "Why not? He is my father." Wouldn't you do with your dad?" "Well I guess so, but I am a man and." "Your have always defended women, are you thinking now otherwise?" "Of course not, but you have to agree with me that is not normal in our society." "You are right, but my family is not a normal one." They laughed and kissed. In that moment, Charlie entered followed by Francis. All four hugged and kissed. Then they sat on the sofa and Francis said: "Well Charlie, we are going to celebrate a wedding and you are going to be the Judge's assistant." The child opened his lovely blue eyes astonished." "Wedding! Judge's assistance! What are you talking about, brother? "You must keep it as a family secret. Margarita and Jim will marry on the morning of your departure's day. I will act as Judge, so you must wear your best dress, as we will do; however before that, you must get a few roses from the greenhouse for the bride." The little boy smiled wickedly. "I love that job as I love you all." He hugged his brothers. "Margarita, will you do me a favour?" "Of course, brother." "Since you are getting married, sooner or later you will have a baby boy. Am I right?" "I expect so. Why?" Margarita said. "I don't mind the time, but when that happens I will be his godfather y he must be named Charles." "Granted" Jim said. They all hugged and jumped on the bed happily. Chapter 23 - The wedding ------------------------ Time elapsed very quickly and the 3rd of January arrived. Charlie was happy but he got sad when realised that this day was a fatidic one for him, the day he had to leave his family and return to US with his other family. He loved his dad and especially his granddad; however, he hated his stepmother. That morning after breakfast, they went to their rooms to get ready. Francis had set out a super-eight film camera, lights, a record-player and a tape-recorder. He asked his father permission to use her mother oil painting as background; he did not say what type of pictures, however since it was Charlie's last few hours he made no objections. Round 11 am they were ready. The Mendelssohn nuptial march started to sound and Francis focussed his large camera to Charlie' room door. The little boy appeared giving the hand to his sister. He looked as a beautiful prince; he had chosen his brother's dress used in a theatre school play. Francis loved that dress; it represented a St. Jacques' Middle Age Military Knight. It was white with a large red cross on the chest, golden epaulettes on the shoulders and a gold cordons from his right shoulder to his chest. Margarita and Jim were wearing the same dresses they wore on the New Year's Eve, when they really started with their love; however, she also was wearing the family tiara parting her lovely yellow hair that cascaded on her shoulders. On her hand, she was carrying a little bouquet of 5 roses cut by Charlie that morning; three yellow and two dark-red. Jim felt the need to advance and kiss her right there; she looked right as a fairy that came out from a tale. Francis was dressed in a black smoking. Charlie smiled satisfied as he entered into the room, however he did not expect his mom's painting presiding the event. He sighed. He then placed his sister hand on Jim's that smiled at him. Francis fixed the camera that was on a tripod and went into the scene slowing the music; he then said: "We are reunited here in front of our mother to marry Margarita and Jim. I am assisted by my little brother Charles Peter Lambert as a principal witness." Charlie smiled and could not resist the temptation to kiss his brother. "Let's continue: Margarita, Jim, have you come freely without any objection of anyone obliging you? "Yes, we have" they answered at unison. "Do you love each other". They looked into each other eyes, pressed their hands, and very loudly said: Yes, we do." "James Martinez, from Spain, I am Francoise Lambert, your friend, acting as the elder Judge: do you accept Margarita Lambert, from Normandy, as you wife as long you live, caring your children, loving them as we have been loved? "Yes, I do, with all my heart." Then Charlie said: "Margarita Lambert, from Normandy, I am your brother Charles Peter Lambert acting as the younger Judge: do you accept James Martinez from Spain, as your husband as long as you live, caring your children, loving them as we have been loved by our mom?" This added word brought two tears from the beautiful girl eyes and hugged her little brother tightly saying: "Yes, I do with all my heart and soul." Then Francis said: "Please Charlie, the rings:" Jim and Margarita looked at each other astonished. Francis added: "Sorry they are silver ones, we had no money, I borrowed from Charlie that at the same time he borrowed from Uncle Carl; we gave all of our savings for the Spanish children." Charlie searched into his pocket and gave them the rings. "Now Margarita and Jim, Jim and Margarita; once you have crossed your rings and promised eternal love." Then Charlie continued: "We, as Judges and your brothers, we declare you wife and husband, husband and wife for the rest of your lives. Moreover, we also accept the compromise to look after you and your children even your grandchildren, if it is necessary during our lives." "The same we will." The couple said at unison. "Congratulations!!! You can kiss the bride, Jim." They kissed tenderly in a long kiss. Then Francis kissed Jim and Margarita. Charlie jumped on their arms and both kissed and hugged him many times. Those moments were the expression of effusion and deep love. In that instant a voice came from downstairs from their father: "Boys and girl. Let's have lunch; we are leaving in half an hour after we finish. Please get ready." They continued kissing and hugging for a few minutes, nevertheless did not want their father to call them again. They undressed and change into normal clothes. Charlie neatly folded his dress and put it into his little suitcase to carry to US. "I'll tell my dad this will be my dress for my first holy communion next May." They had lunch and half an hour later boarded a taxi and the house's large car driven by Bernard, their chauffeur. Margarita asked her dad to share the taxi with him, she needed to speak to him; the boys and uncle Carl travelled in the large car. When they were ready to depart, Charlie run into the house, and entering into the kitchen he jumped into Mrs. Moirés arms to say goodbye. She kissed him as few tears appeared in her eyes. "You couldn't resemble more to your mom, darling. When I see any of you it presents your mom in front of me." "Did you love her, Mom Moirés?" "Yes son, very much, as I love you all three." She hugged and kissed the little boy. "Now be a good boy, your brothers are waiting for you. "I love you, Mom Moirés." "I love you, too." Charlie run outside, jumping into the large car's rear seat, between his brother and Jim, starting the two hours drive to Paris Airport. Margarita sat near her dad in silence contemplating her homeland as it was passing by. After fifteen minutes, she looked at her father that tenderly was looking his loved daughter. She extended her arms and hugged him. Without any inhibition; she sat on his lap and kissed him. She had not had any problem during her short life of staying naked in front of her dad. Since their mother deserted them, he looked after his children; bathed and snuggled them every night, even shared the brothers' prays when they were little, always including their mother in them. She separated from her father and looked at him. He was a middle aged man, light brown hair that was blond when he was a child, elegantly and neatly dressed. He was a handsome man, she thought, it was not strange that her mom fell in love with him in spite of knowing she would never be corresponded. "Dad, you are a very handsome man and I am very proud of having you as my father; I think I could not have any better." The man smiled and kissed his daughter, caressing the long yellow locks from her lovely face. "Margarita, I am even prouder than you of my three children, I only hope that, when you have your own ones, they say you what I am hearing now; that's enough to fulfil all my expectations and compensate my efforts and sacrifices. My only goal thru my whole life has been to make happy my children and that will continue until I disappear. "Thanks dad, we love you more than any other child could love their parents." She hugged her dad again and remained for a few minutes with her head on his chest; as she used to do when she was a little girl. Then she separated from him and looking into his blue eyes she said: "Dad, I have something serious to ask or explain you." He kept silence giving the girl time to order her thoughts. "Dad you know I love Jim, so it has implied many new things for me, especially. in sex." He looked into his daughter's eyes looking for a confirmation about what he had feared during the last few days. "Dad, with the help of my brother, I have seduced Jim." "Seduced, about what? Margarita" "Well. I asked him to consummate our love." "You mean to have full intercourse." "Yes, however he bluntly refused when I proposed it the first time. He said that it would have been wonderful and he was looking forward for the day we marry to do it, but now he loved me too much and besides that, he had given his word to you and will never break it. I expressed many arguments but he rejected the idea saying that I was not an occasional girl for him and he expected me to be his children's mom some day. When he said that, I could not insist. He hugged me and we kissed with many tears. I love him too much, dad, and I know he worships me, he is so honest..." "Yes, he is a good boy; anyone in his circumstances wouldn't have doubted a minute; that is the greatness of his soul, unfortunately there are not many like him, probably his youth helps in this. But you said you seduced him!" "Yes. I requested Francoise's help. He had a long talk with him; I don't know what he said to him, but I suppose he exposed that life is very short and an accident or something could end with our lives, as it happened to my mother, and he believed you would approve it. In summary, he reluctantly accepted. This morning we have celebrated our wedding where we have promised eternal love each other. It has been so beautiful and we were so happy. Charlie and Francoise acted as witnesses and Judges." She smiled as she continued: "Charlie said that our first son will be his godson and must be named Charles." The man hugged her daughter very tight and said: "I understand this boy. You have not been very fair with Jim. He has his principles, most of them based on the love he professes you; he probably has thought he may lose you if he does not accept." "Dad he is sure of my love; when I realised what we have done, I told him I will never break our love, even if he does not accept it. I was in tear because I regretted my abuse to break him." The girl started sobbing. The man patted his daughter. "I, I, I want you to tell him that you agree, otherwise I will feel miserable; however I won't do that if you don't want to, dad. I will give him some excuses to postpone our project. I know my heart would breed, but I am ready to accept it." "Margarita, that's over now. Forget what you have done and look ahead. You have matured too soon, especially in your heart; however, that could imply some physical problems, do you realise that?" "Yes, dad. I had that in my mind, but he is as younger as I am, we are proportionally equal. On the other hand, there are thousands of girls every year raped or had intercourse with men without much problems; I don't think we would have any." "I know you have thought in everything; nevertheless I'll call Dr. Janet in case you need him." Margarita looked at her dad with love. "Dad, do you approve it?" He smiled to his daughter. "Yes I do... do you think I have other alternative?" I prefer you do it now with Jim, to whom I know and appreciate than later with someone I don't know; in any case I am a lucky man. He thought. "Nevertheless, you must promise me to tell me the truth if something wrong happens.". His daughter guessed his thoughts. "Dad, I will never do it with other person except with Jim." The man grinned, he knew life was not so simple as his clever daughter thought, however why not to give a chance to young hearts, perhaps he might be wrong; why not they enjoy their lives, in fact he did with Carl since they were 11 y/o. "My daughter, life will teach you, though I am betting for your start as I did, but women are not the same as men. You and Jim must be careful about pregnancy; now you are under treatment to adjust your menstruation, so you don't need to care about. When I return we'll talk about the future. "Don't worry dad, we will give you a grandchild in due course." They hugged and she remained in his dad's lap until they were near reaching the airport. Charlie sat between Jim and Francis asking him for every detail regarding the countryside and towns they were crossing; soon was tired. As the seat was large, he lay on his tummy resting his head and chest on his brother lap, his crotch and upper legs on the seat and his legs on Jim's lap. With his own feet, he got rid of his shoes. Francis started rubbing his brother smooth right cheek, kissing him and enjoying the silky touch of his curly blond hair; that was the only difference between the brothers, Francis and Margarita had lank hair. Charlie loved being dressed in French fashion, so he was wearing cotton short underwear, not boxers, white shirt, woollen pullover, short trousers down to a few centimetres over his knees and thick woollen socks; so his knees and back knees were exposed. Jim was thinking about Margarita and he instinctively dragged the little boy socks down to his ankles; he saw those rounded, smooth and beautiful calves, starting to rub them up and down. The little boy felt it so good that he spurred as a little kitten, closing his eyes. Jim continued massaging the boy calves, and then back knees kissing them from time to time; his hand slid under the boy trousers squeezing his thighs until he reached his underwear. Jim found his little dick was hard inside his underwear; he felt embarrassed but the little boy was enjoying his touches, so he continued. Due to car movements and the caresses he was receiving, Charlie' weenie got hard; he slid his left hand under his belly, palm up, and started thumping the seat; first slowly, but as his lust was rising he increased the pace fucking his hand palm. Jim looked at Francis and both smiled, so he continued stimulating the little boy rubbing his thighs and calves. Engulfed in his pleasure the little boy increased the pace of his throbs to the seat; after 15 minutes he was mad fucking his hand, soon he reached the point of not return; he was moaning and gasping, noises muffled by the car roar. His little beautiful face was red as he reached his orgasm; he stopped breathing and then he collapsed on the seat exhausted with a smile on his face. A few minutes later, Jim dragged his socks up as the little imp turned round facing his brother. Francis grinned at him. "Was it good, brother?" He looked at him, extended his little arms to both and kissed them. With slow voice the driver could not hear, he said: "Very good, as when I fucked the girls at home." "Be careful no to do it when you are in US and someone is around." "I hate them all, except my dad and grandpa." Francis then said: "They are your family, too." "Not that fucking witch." "Charlie!" Francis said for the strong word. "Where did you learn that". "Sorry, brother." The boy apologised. "I know it is a gross word that I heard a boy saying in the park". Te little boy started sobbing as he continued: "She is a real witch; I did not like her right from the beginning; she hated mom and she hates me. When they returned from their honeymoon, I was very happy to see my dad, I kissed him many times, but then he said I should also kiss my new mother. I said she was not my mom, she was his wife and I would not kiss her. She hated me since that moment even more. Two years ago, while we were having breakfast, she tried to offend Normans, I argued that Norman troops defeated English's on 1066 in the Battle of Hastings; as she is an English descendant she called me bastard and I, in return, called her fucking witch. She stroked me on the face and I bled; I run to the school and in the way I cleaned the blood, however teachers asked me about my broken lip, I did not say she had caused it but when I finished the school I went into my grandpa's home. He was very upset, he phoned to the school, but they reported I came already injured in the morning. He tried to get the truth from me but I resisted. I cannot lie him when he looks into my eyes; as he did so, I told him the truth. He was terrible upset, so he phoned home and told the witch many gross words; I heard them from my room. My dad came and called me, I started crying and told him I would apology her if necessary, but I would not return. He did not force me, I returned to my room, but I left the door open to hear what they said. My grandpa was very brave, he told dad that I will never return; as my dad argued he was my father, my grandpa threatened him he would phone to France. I don't know why, but my dad stammered saying it was okay. I have never return home and kiss the witch." Jim and Francis smiled. "Charlie, I know why your dad did not insist. I should not tell you, but you are my brother and we have not secrets. He opened wide his lovely blue eyes. "How could you know.?" "When you were born mom still was Mrs. Lambert, so she registered you in US and in the French Consulate with that name, so you are also registered in Cherbourg, not far from our home; that means your also are a French citizen. She had planned to change it when she married your dad, however she couldn't. Your dad loved you and he wanted you, however, he had no any proof of paternity, moreover, when we went to the Judge, our resemblance was so evident that the Judge assumed we had the same father and mother. Your dad insisted and papa Charles saw that he and your grandpa were suffering, so they reached an agreement: you would stay with him, but during holidays we would be together, once you have eighteen you should decide your status." "What do you mean with status?" "Well, your situation; whether you want to keep your current surname, a mixed one or take that of you dad's. Nevertheless, the Judge stressed clearly, that a mistreatment to you by himself or his future wife, would automatically mean your return to your own family, us." "I did not know that. I could blackmail my dad, but I love him and I would never do that, let alone to my grandpa, here the only problem is the witch, and now it is solved." "Yes, we love you, brother, but after all, they are also your family and love you, too." The boy stood and hugged his brother very tight. A few minutes later, they arrived to the airport international terminal. After Charles checked in, they all went to the cafeteria and had something to drink. Half an hour later, the loudspeakers announced their flight departure. To say goodbye was very hard, with many tears in both sides. Charlie took the boy's hand and proceeded to the gate. Charles hugged his son and his daughter; then hugged Jim and in a low voice he said: "Jim, please, take care of her an be tender." Jim in that moment did not realise what Charles was referring to, as he automatically said: "Don't worry sir, I'll look after her." However as he separated from the man he understood his words and deeply blushed embarrassed, bending his head ashamed. "Sorry sir, I.I." The man stared at him, and raising his chin, he added: "Don't worry, son. Do your best." Without waiting Jim's answer, he went into the accessing passage. All three went to the terrace and in a few minutes they saw Charlie walking to the plane, waiving his little hand to his family. The plane took off and they watched it as disappeared in the skies. Jim took Margarita's and Francis' hands and, without pronouncing a single word, boarded the car and all three returned home. Midway between, they stopped for dinner more relaxed, starting to speak about the school. They invited their driver and advised him he had to pick them up on the 6th of January after lunch to transport them to their respective schools. It was near 10:00 pm. when they arrived home. Chapter 24 - The honeymoon --------------------------- They closed the main door and went upstairs. All three knew what was next, so Francis said good nights and entered in his room, Margarita and Jim proceeded to hers' and locked the door, then Jim unlocked it again and said: "Come to me darling, we have to do things properly." She joined Jim outside the room, he kissed her on the lips passionately; suddenly he lifted her in his strong arms and entered in the room, closing the door with his leg, and placed her on the bed. She was wearing that nice Scottish skirt, he then said: "Turn over on your belly; I want to enjoy those lovely calves." She did quickly; he took her shoes and socks away and started massaging her rounded childish flesh. As he advanced rubbing her thighs, she moaned in pleasure. "Jim, I want to undress you." He stopped and stood in front of her. She started undressing Jim giving him a kiss for every cloth she took off. He could not wait and at the same time, he started undressing her. He took her blouse off and found her lovely little bra. He removed it carefully, and when he saw those beautiful little breasts pointing out to him, he slowed down his head and took one in his mouth, starting gently massaging the other one with his hand; at the same time she opened his fly and dragged down his trousers and underwear to his ankles; Jim stepped out and now they saw each other naked, except Margarita still was keeping her panties. He also removed them and laid her on the bed on her back. They kissed tenderly during about five minutes, then, the passion overtook their young bodies; their saliva mixing and tongues swirling inside their mouths. Margarita felt Jim's cock on her wet pussy and moaned. They had not made love since the previous night, so their young bodies now freely rubbing against each other soon reached a lovely orgasm. They had their legs crossed and Margarita felt the warmth of Jim's semen on her belly. When they recovered their breaths, he looked into those beautiful blue eyes and kissed them. "I love you Margarita. I could not wait to start." "Me too, my love." Before he could add anything, she added: "I told dad about our marriage, so you don't need to care about." He looked again to her and kissed her freckles and then her red lips. "Sorry mi little wife if I was rough, but all I wanted was to be honest to everyone. Your family has been very honest and good to me, besides I love you too much to hurt you or them, so you put me in a difficult situation." "That's what dad said, my lovely husband. I love you." They kissed again. Jim's cock was very hard and now he thought to put in practice what his dad had taught him. He started licking and sucking her ear lobes; she moaned and contracted her body when she felt his tongue, she could not help to giggle with the ticklish pleasure she felt. She reached Jim's cock and started exploring him, rubbing his chest and back. Jim continued his job, now her neck and chin. He raised her arms and put his tongue inside her armpits; she felt the same sensation than with her ears; he then came down to her beautiful little hard breasts. He put into his mouth her right nipple while he massaged her left one. She squirmed in delight moaning in pleasure; Jim licked her tummy sucking all his previous semen. Margarita wanted badly he continued to her pussy and as he guessed, he scooted down between her legs; she instinctively spread them giving him a better access. Her hands were caressing Jim's hair and she was murmuring, "I love you, I love you". Jim had never sucked a pussy, let alone a clitoris, however he knew that was a very sensitive part of her; he put his lips on the little hard almond and sucked it. Margarita screamed with the enjoyment it produced. Jim introduced his tongue inside her vagina and she yelled with the pleasure that run thru her young lovely body. "Jim, Jim, please, please, fill me with your penis!." She was near her orgasm, so Jim stopped sucking her pussy; instead he scooted up and placed his dick at the entrance of her vagina. He pushed a little and his dick went smoothly into her, however it found her untouched hymen and Margarita moaned in pain when he tried to force it; he then continued slowly fucking her, but taking care not to force it. He put again one of her nipples into his mouth, she started to quiver in delight and Jim thought she was very close to her climax, so he then pushed hard his cock into her, he noticed how it advanced as she moaned again in pain. He retrieved again and continued fucking her without passing the point. She was now moaning in pleasure and gasping, the previous pain had subsided; Jim noticed Margarita's body spasm and how it got rigid, raising her hips trying to meet his dick; he then pushed again harder. She screamed, but he felt how his cock went all the way inside her. Margarita felt the sharp pain mixed with great pleasure that overwhelmed her entire body as she reached the peak of her climax. She placed her hands on Jim's back and her legs gripping his butt pushing his cock into her; Jim retrieved a little and went again inside her. He reached his climax and started spurting his small load into his future wife. He felt the warmth of her cave, the softness and delight. As Jim stopped fucking her, the pain disappeared replaced by a wonderful sensation of being filled with his soul. They were sweating and gasping; Jim slid to his right side but with his dick inside her. He started kissing her softly and tenderly on her face and especially on those freckles he loved so much. She had a beautiful smile of happiness on her childish face. He took her locks away and kissed her again. "I love you Margarita. I love you very much." She giggled and kissed him back. "I know how tender and careful you have been, my love. I expected more pain; it has not been as many older girls told me in the school as they did it the first time, probably due to their boys did not love them enough. I wonder if I have bled." Jim then kissed her again and laid her on her back; they looked the towel she had put underneath and they could observe only a little red spot. "Thanks my little husband." He looked into her eyes and kissed her again. "I had not experience, only what my dad told me, the rest has been done by my love for you, darling. Now it is over and the time to enjoy." He kissed her again, but now passionately, his dick was hard as a rock again. He scooted down to her feet and started sucking her toes; she ignored the sexual excitement this action could produce. She felt as an electricity discharge went thru her body to her pushy. When Jim finished her feet, he continued to her calves. He raised her legs up to her chest and licked her calves and back knee; he continued up her lovely legs until he reached the crevice between her pussy and anus; he licked it to meet her pussy. She was breathing heavily as he reached her pussy and licked and sucked her juices. She moaned in pleasure near a new strong orgasm; however, Jim wanted to last it as much as possible. "Jim, my love. please, please, fuck me, I can't wait." He was surprised to hear that unusual word on her and he smiled, nevertheless he had recently got rid of her virginity and he had to be careful; it was better giving her pleasure and using the minimum as possible her vagina. They were much closed to their respective climaxes. He raised himself and went inside her to the hilt. What a wonderful sensation! What a tender and lovely cave! He thought. He bent and their lips met, savouring her juices still in his mouth. Their tongues met inside and she eagerly sucked his as she felt his dick inside her. First slowly and increasing the pace Jim started fucking her; she squirmed as she was receiving so much pleasure; her head tossing from one side to other on the pillow, moaning and gasping. Jim increased the thrusts and now as his orgasm was reaching him, he could not stop. He wanted to last that moment for a longer time, but he could not control his animal part. He fucked his little wife hard and desperately. Their bodies stopped breathing and hugged very, very tight; he pushed down his crotch and she did the same up. She screamed so loudly that he thought Francis had heard them. He went to his side, still gasping, and started kissing her; their legs crossed and cuddled in a lovingly embrace. After some minutes of relax, Margarita looked her young husband. "I love you Jim, you will never realise how much I love you." "I know mi little wife, because I do the same to you." They kissed gently remaining in silence in the bliss of their sexual release; after few minutes engulfed in their own thoughts, Margarita caressed Jim's hair and said: "I would like to have a baby with your eyes and hair. We are fed up of so many blondes; I would prefer a child with black eyes and hair. Jim kissed her tenderly. "Nevertheless, in Spain on contrary, we like a lot blond people; little Francis would pass for your brother, he is a beautiful 10 y/o child; in fact my elder brother has five lovely children, he is very fortunate. Nuria, his elder daughter, now 12 y/o, is more or less like you; she is the prettiest girl in the farm and the most clever and independent. I love her. She also has a few freckles on her nose." "Is she blonde?" "Not as much as you are. She has light brown hair, near blonde and lovely blue yes, like you." Jim explained the complexity of his family and the result, three years back, to know his elder brother. "Dad's preferences are for Joan, he is so affectionate to him. He guessed dad was something of his, even before his father told him; he run to him whenever he saw dad in the farm. "I would like to have a large family, Jim. I think I will enjoy knowing your family." "I hope sometime you may have the opportunity to know all of them. Francoise knows my dad and he carried the best impression about him." Looking into his love eyes, he giggled and asked her: "How many children would you like to have, my sweetheart?" "A minimum of three, between three and five." "Are you serious? Children are lovely and they make me mad, but they also cause problems, especially when they grow up." "I know that. In fact; now we are causing problems to our families, but life is like that. If we accept it, problems will minimise." "Life sometimes can be very hard and cruel; I know it by my own experience." He related her all their problems in the past and the help from John's father." "A good friend can be even better than a brother." "You can bet for it, my love." He added kissing her tenderly as he continued: Frankie and John are even more like brothers than friends. I would say even more than that." "What do you mean, my love?" "Yes, they are friends and lovers. Frankie is a pretty boy and John has a crutch on him. On the other hand, Frankie deeply loves his friend; he worships him. John is that kind of boy that does not look pretty, but handsome. All girls want to be near him, you would not be sad near him. They are allowed to sleep over alternatively in his home and mine. They also include in their sexual plays to little Francis that is very close to them. They were born in the same day with one hour difference." "Does your family know about this relationship and with little Francis?" "Yes, both families know the facts; however they do not dare to separate them. They are the cleverest boys in the school. Dad has carried out some tests on them in order to apply for scholarship next May. Dad told me he was amazed with the results; that means they will continue together in a boarding school from next September. I don't think they know about little Francis." Margarita felt how Jim's cock was getting harder as she started moving her crotch. Jim moaned in pleasure, and taking her face between his hands, he kissed her passionately. "I want to lead our play this time. Don't touch yourself." She smiled wickedly. She raised herself and Jim's cock reluctantly left the wonderful and warm cave. She started licking and sucking him from his ear lobes to his toes, returning to his hard dick, she then cupped his ball sack in her left hand and sucked excitedly the boy's cock. Jim was near his orgasm; Margarita noticed his excitement and stopped sucking him. She contemplated his loved boy and kissed him tenderly. Jim rubbed her back and head enthusiastically; when she observed he was more calmed, she scooted down and gave a couple of sucks to her adored member. Jim groaned in need; she then straddled him and impaled herself with Jim's dick, giving her back to him. She started moving up and down and rotating; soon she was groaning in desire of reaching her climax; meanwhile Jim took her little breasts in his hands, licking her back. Margarita felt Jim's breath on his back with gasp, so assumed he was very closed to his climax; she then turned around, facing him, and their mouths met as she moved up and down. A minute later, their bodies got rigid as a rock, their breaths stopped, and both screamed as they reached their lovingly orgasms. When recovered their breath, Margarita raised herself and dragged the bed covers on them; she slid to her left side, their legs crossed, so Jim's dick remained inside her. A minute later, they were hard asleep. Jim woke up urged by his bladder pressure; it was near dawn. After peeing, he contemplated his beautiful girl and could not help desiring her again. His dick started to grow; he lay behind her taking and pushed his dick between her legs. Margarita near asleep felt the pressure and raised her left leg, allowing Jim to enter her from behind; he started fucking her delicious body, kissing her back. A few minutes of ecstasies ended again in a common wonderful orgasm. They continued sleeping as they were. The stream of sunlight entering thru the white curtains awaked Margarita. She contemplated his loved and handsome boy. There was not a single gram of fat in his body; she could observe his strong chest muscles formed by the school swimming exercises; but what she loved more, were his long lashes now that his eyes were closed in a peaceful sleep. She uncovered him to watch more carefully his dick. It was not erected, however it remained pointing up to the ceiling; she dragged down the foreskin a little, uncovering its purple head and the pee slit. She introduced the tip of her tongue and noticed the salty flavour of their juices still there. As Jim in his dream felt that lovely sensation, his dick started to grow. Margarita loved that piece of lovely flesh that had been so tender with her; so she put it into her mouth and started sucking; she near gagged herself trying to get it totally into her inexperienced mouth. Jim woke up and looking into his lovingly little wife he dragged her to his chest and kissed her tenderly; then he turned over on top of her and entered her to the hilt. They moaned in pleasure until their young bodies again reached their mutual orgasm in an explosion of love. They drifted to sleep again cuddled as a single body and soul. They were awoken up by soft knocks on the door. Francis entered carrying a large tray with covered plates, a jug of coffee, another with milk, toasts and marmalade. He placed it on the table as he smiled to the couple. "I suppose you need to repost your energies. Come on it is 10:30, you will have time enough for." Jim and Margarita blushed but he approached his sister and kissed her on the forehead. "Good morning, sister; good morning brother." He hugged Jim tenderly. "I love you both." As he said that, he left the room thru little Charlie room's door. Jim had noticed the tent on Francis' pyjama; obviously, he had felt on his nostrils the lovely smell of sex in that room. Jim then said: "I must give a tip to our beautiful waiter." He jumped from the bed and walked to his room. Francis was entering when he felt Jim's embracing him from behind; Jim started rubbing his back, kissing his spine. He took off his pyjama upper part as Jim yanked down his trouser and underwear. Jim was near erected, he placed his dick on Francis butt crack, his left hand rubbing his boyfriend chest, and his right one started masturbating Francis' dick. He needed only a few strokes and Francis groaned in pleasure as he started spurting his semen to the carpet and in Jim's hand. When was relieved he turned around and kissed his friend passionately, as they used to do in the school. Jim led him to the bed, he lay on it and after a long kiss he scooted down and took Francis' dick in his mouth. When Jim left, Margarita went to the bathroom and had a quick shower to take rid of their juices. She returned and not seeing his lover there, she went into Francis' room. She found Jim sucking his brother dick; Jim looked at her and she smiled him. She went to the bed's head and sat near his dear brother that was with his eyes closed and near his second orgasm. She placed a kiss on his forehead approvingly. He immediately recognized that kiss; he opened his eyes, dragged his sister to him as he got rigid and started spurting his semen into Jim's mouth. Jim continued sucking Francis' dick until he felt it became flaccid; then he went to the headboard and kissed his little wife, sharing his brother semen flavour. The three joined in a common hug that would last a very long life together. Jim and Margarita went to their room to have a shower; they need it after that sexy night. Jim set the water temperature and both went under the showerhead. He could not resist the temptation of hugging and kissing his Margarita when he saw her with her wet hair cascading over her beautiful shoulders. Their mouths met and soon his dick was asking for attendance. He placed his hands under Margarita's round butt cheeks and rose her, impaling his body in his erected cock. They moved up and down, however in a few minutes they lay on the large tub until that beautiful orgasm hit both of them. They soaped and rinsed each other, got dressed and went downstairs with Francis. She made a telephone call and after finishing, she gladly approached her brother and kissed him: "I have good news for you, brother." "What is it? She looked his brother grinning: "I have invited the twins for a sleepover here." Jim blushed but Francis opened his eyes in disbelief. She then continued: "They are in the village with their grandma." Now she looked at Jim that blushed. "However, only one will come today, tomorrow the other one. They have to attend their old grandma. I have promised them that we will go to pick her up with our bikes, so get ready both of you." They looked each other, Jim a little bit embarrassed. She took Jim by the arm, kissed him and added: "Now my little husband, could you tell me what both of you did to those poor girls that they have accepted immediately?" "Poor? He argued. "They can be anything except that." "I want you to tell me what." He then got serious. "My beautiful little wife, do you really want to know the truth? "Yes. And from now on, even if that hurts us, I think we should always said the truth." "I do agree with you. Francis and I fucked those girls that night, both of them." "You are too rude, darling. You should take care of your words. Why not saying you made love." "Margarita, to make love you have to love that person; if you prefer, I could say intercourse, nevertheless the exact word is that. They were occasional girls and we were occasional boys to satisfy our needs. They spent the rest of their holidays enjoying their short honeymoon and Francis enjoying the twins; these loving their stallion, as they named him. During those long nights, in the bliss after their lovemaking, the near fourteen-year-old couple opened their young hearts to each other. Jim explained his little wife how he grew loving his parents, and above all, loving his younger brother. How he discovered he had a half brother and a family; how his father looked after Tomas, who grew when his father was young; how they enjoyed their mutual company, hiking and climbing mountains and teaching him everything as he did to himself. Tomas told him how great his dad was and in those moments he had envied him, because he did not see his father young, as he would have liked. Also about the bad starving times and the fight in the streets. Margarita loved those confidences and she told him about her loneliness and the love from his father and Uncle Carl after their mother abandoning them. However that was compensated by her brother's love and later with Charlie's arrival into their lives. However, the day of departure came. After having, lunch boarded the car and started their return to their schools. After some days of enjoyment, those were sad moments; they had promised to each other their love and not to betray it. When they arrived near Margarita's school Francis ordered the driver to stop the car, he invited the man to a coffee while the lovers said goodbye each other. They drove the car curtains and hugged; sobbed in silence and hugged. "I love you, Margarita." She looked into those beautiful eyes and then with her hands she wiped her boy's tears. "I love you, my husband." He kissed her on the lips tenderly and she responded in the same manner, the saltiness of tears mixed in their lips. "I must go otherwise you will be late in Orleans." They kissed again as noticed Francis and the driver approaching. He understood the girl and boy feelings and he was sorry for them. The car drove half a kilometre and stopped in front of the school main gate. Surprisingly the twins were waiting for her; one took the suitcase. Margarita kissed his brother and Jim on the cheek as she said: "I love you, be strong, darling." Jim bent his head in order the twins could not see his tears. One of the twins put her arm round Margarita's shoulder and entered her into the school. The car resumed his long journey to Orleans with the two sad boys. End of Part 4.- To be continued.