Date: Mon, 25 Feb 2019 17:55:43 +0000 From: Al Peres Subject: True Love Chapter 1 Dear reader, This is a lovely story entirely product of my imagination, where egoism and selfishness are banned. I am sure you will like and enjoy it. It depicts sex contacts between minors: boy/boy and boy/girl; however, no adults are involved; except themselves when they grow up. English is not my mother language, therefore, please, be acquiecent with the syntax. Any comment sent to "al.peres@hotmail.com" will be welcomed an answered. The story comes to you thru Nifty org. so we ask you to cooperate with them by sending some donations. TRUE LOVE ========== PART 1 ---------- CHAPTER 1 ---------------- David Mass Martinez was a tall man coming from a wealthy and ancient family; very successful in business. He was an architect living in Spain. Today he runs one of the biggest building companies in this part of Europe, shared with his wife. When he finished his studies, his father prized him with a trip to Germany and the Scandinavian countries, so he could get some experience and be introduced to some of the family's business partners. During the visit to Germany, he joined a group of tourists in a trip around Cologne to see the most important monuments; he knew most of them from the professional point of view, however, he wanted also to know the art and history contained in them. The tourist group's leader and interpreter was a beautiful girl named Nora, at the time she was 23 y/o, and he was 24. To make things shorter, when the trip finished, they met and both fell in love; David prolonged his stay in Germany, so his father called him forcing to return home. When his progenitor knew the cause of his delay and his intentions, he made some inquiries about his girlfriend's family; the outcome did not satisfy him. She was a bright, beautiful, and well-raised girl, but apparently poor; that did not please to the old fashion man; nevertheless, his son, a strong-minded and stubborn man, insisted. Two years later they married. Apart from their religious beliefs, everything was ok. Three years later, their first son was born on a Saturday 23rd of May; they named him Joseph-Steven, though right from the beginning they called the boy "Joss". His second son came into life exactly one year later, but on Sunday; his name was Nicholas-Gunter, though they called him "Nick". From that moment the parents agreed the boys' birthday celebrations always took place the next Saturday close to 23rd May. Six years later, Margaret was born. The father's favourite son was Joss since the boy's resemblance to him was evident; this until Margaret was born; she was a lovely girl to whom the father adored. However, the boys did not feel any jealousy about her; though Joss was very disappointed and felt was left apart. This probably led the boy to turn all his affection on his angel brother Nick. David dearly loved his children; he was very patient hearing them and attending all the time their questions. Joss was a handsome boy with black curly hair and blue large eyes; and, as his mother always pointed out to her friends, "He has world record eyelashes". However, Nick had her preferences. The child was a gorgeous boy since he was born, a movies boy. He was blond with silky lank hair, deep bright blue eyes, and white flawless skin; probably his mother saw on Nick herself as she used to be when she was a little girl. She could not help expressing her love for him. The two brothers were very united; they liked each other very much. Teachers, nurses, and school psychologists said that their behaviour responded more to twin brothers than different aged ones. In the school always fought together, helped together and had the same friends; they were inseparable pals, and this is the cause of this story. They shared everything except fear. Joss slept in a separate room from the time he was very little, and never argued when lights were put off, nevertheless, Nick was sleeping in a cot in his parent's room until he was 2 y/o; then he was transferred to Joss' room in a little bed near his brother; they had not much space left. They lived in a flat in the centre of Madrid, until Margaret was due to be born. Mostly because the house was close to the father's office, so he did not need to use the car. However, they were aware the three children would need more space, living near Mother Nature and not in the centre of the pollution; so he built a large modern house with five bedrooms, one for each child, one for them and one extra for guests, as well as bathrooms, etc, that's upstairs. In part of the basement, the man installed a gym with tartan to practice martial sports to which he was very fond. When he was a young student, he had contended in the University European Games in the karate discipline, getting a silver medal as a black-belt master. From the time the boys were six and seven y/o, respectively, he started teaching them karate. They loved being fighting with him and spent many afternoons in the gym; never telling anyone about their abilities in this discipline, nor competed or fought anyone. David assumed that probably the boys were the best in the school in this matter, but they liked doing it because enjoyed being with their father; Joss used to say "Nick was even better than I was. Dad always taught us never to use our abilities against anyone, unless it was absolutely necessary, we could hurt others without wanting it." Why they came to live in that house is part of the story. Louise, the home assistant, was considered as an essential part of the family. She started working for them just when David and Nora married. Nora was alone in a foreign country, so she relied on her and treated Louise more as a friend and confidant than as a worker. She was never disappointed with this election. It is the moment to say I am Joss. When I was born, Mom liked a lot feeding me with her own milk and I enjoyed sucking her; she loved that, and had promised herself she would feed her children in a natural way; yet, things would work on a different way. Three months after my birth, she was already pregnant, so she had not any milk left for me. I was angry and cried. She started bottle-feeding me, but I used to reject it, it was not my pleasure. Another three months elapsed and Louise, or Mother Louise, as I will call her from now on, gave birth to her second child, a girl. I will tell as she told us: "At your six months of age, you were a beautiful baby Joss, large blue eyes and curly black hair. You can check in your first pictures. When I returned to work, I could not leave my new baby at home; your Mom proposed me to come by bus from the village, but always took a taxi in the bus station, if not available I would call her and she came to pick us up. Maria, my new baby, on contrary, she rejected to suck my breasts; she was a large baby always very hungry and preferred the stream of milk provided by the bottle, rather than the slow one from my breasts. Only during the night, she was ready to accept them. The first day after my return, you were crying, I took you on my lap and I gave you my left breast. You started slowly and quietly sucking it, enjoying it. I noticed how you started playing with your little toes. When you finished with the left breast, I put you on the right one. I was very pleased and I missed my children would not enjoy as you did. You took half of it, and when you were fully satisfied, I heard a lovely belch; you smiled at me, I kissed you, and one minute later, you were hard asleep. Definitely, you caught my heart forever. A month later, you had recovered your pink colour; your eyes were bluer and your hair blacker. Rarely we heard you crying again or got sick." "When you were 1 y/o, we took you to a nearby baby nursery, half boarding. Nick had already been born, so I found myself with three babies. Nick was more or less as Maria; he preferred the bottle to feed his large body, almost 4 kilos at birth. Therefore, except during night, all my milk was for you until you were 2 y/o; then we suffered a lot to wean you out. By then, you spoke a mix of German and Spanish, though I understood you when you insisted: "Please Mom Louise, give me your tit." Still, without your Mom knowing, I fed you six months more, but not fully, always as a prize for taking your food or being good to your brother. The fact was that I enjoyed those moments as much as you did, so I eagerly wanted you asked me secretly. My god, you were so beautiful! Continuing with the house, my Dad asked Mother Louise: "Louise, we need to build a new house for the family, in seven months a new member will be added to this family; we think we must be out of this pollution in spite of my transport problems." She meekly answered my Dad: "Congratulation, we need a girl in this family." She already knew my mother was pregnant. It was women's confidence. "What's about the place, Louise? First, we'll need to be near Nature and not far away from a good school; we do not want the children spending all day in a bus as some of my friends' children do. Do you have any suggestion?" "My village is near a large pine and oak tree forest, and only in a couple of kilometres there is one of the best school of Madrid's zone, now also for girls; it used to be only for boys." "How long does it take from your village to here?" "The bus takes half an hour to the bus station, plus fifteen minutes by underground." "Not bad; we'll have a look at the place. Louise, would you mind to come with us? We can pick you, your husband and your children up; let's say next Saturday about 5 pm, we are now in March and it is not very cold, that part must be beautiful." "It is a wise decision." Mother Louise said and continued: "Better, I need to make some winter cloth purchasing for my family, they are now on sales, so when I finished I'll come here to see you." That was the beginning. We went to Mother Louise's village, my parents inspected some places, and we met Louise's family, her husband, and her two children. Peter was one year older than I was, and her daughter Maria, six months younger than me. After finishing the inspection of the spot and making some questions in the neighbourhood, we went for an early dinner, with sweets for the children and different for the adults. At that moment, I did not realise how important this family would be in our future. My Dad bought a very large extension of land, which at that moment was very cheap and unexploited: an abandoned large farm, formerly for horse breeding. The owner had passed away and his heirs wanted badly to sell it. I think that was one of his best investments; the time would demonstrate it. My Dad designed and built the house; it was ready before summer vacations came, so we enjoyed our swimming pool when school finished; sometimes with the company of Peter and Maria. When we moved to the new house, Mom thought that I needed to start having some privacy, so they tried to put Nick in his own room, but without success; he cried like a mad, so Mom asked me if I would mind him sleeping in my room until he was used to it. I started arguing but I accepted there was plenty of space to place another bed, so that is how Nick continued sleeping in my expected own land. The first night in the new home, after showering, Mom tacked my brother in his bed and left us after kissing us goodnights. I was almost asleep when I heard some sobs near my bed, I turned to my left side and watched my little angel brother standing between both beds; his teddy bear hanging from his little hand and tears dribbling along his beautiful face. Then he said between continuous sobs: "Please Joss, I'm... scared... of the... woods, some ghosts are jumping in the palm trees of the garden; can I sleep with you?" Most likely he missed the noises of the town; it was very quiet and silent. At that moment, I realised how much I adored my little brother; I extended my arms to him, and immediately he jumped in and cuddled against me. "Thanks, Joss, I love you." "I love you too. Nick." Five minutes later, both were asleep. Next morning Mom came in and watched the picture. That night she repeated the action, but Nick as soon as Mom closed the door jumped into my bed without asking. He knew that permission was granted beforehand. Next morning my mother found Nick again in my bed; so I think he discussed the problem with my Dad and thinking that a new baby was on its way, they believed that would help Nick to overcome the new situation; preventing jealous to the newcomer. Some days later, our twin beds were changed by a king-size one; when Nick saw the bed he gave me a peck and flew downstairs running to find my mother in the hall that at this moment was cuddling herself within my Dad's arms in the couch, discussing home problems. Nick jumped between and gave them an extra peck. "Thanks, Mom; you are the best Mom and Dad in the world." Before they could realise what was going on, he jumped back and ran again upstairs joining me in the bed; a few minutes later he was fully asleep with a nice smile of happiness on his beautiful face. I knew all this because I heard Mom telling to Mother Louise, our second mother. We had air-conditioning in the new house, so right from the first day, I used to sleep naked, and stay like that in my room, only on my underwear shorts; I moved a lot during the night sleeping, and I hated the pyjama being wrapped around my body, so I started discarding it. Nick soon realised that. "Joss, why are you naked?" "Because I like it, I feel better and never got the pyjama wrapped around me in the morning; besides, when my weenie gets hard before peeing, it doesn't disturb if I'm nude." "I'm sure about that. Can I do the same, Joss?" "Of course you can, if you like it; we feel more comfortable without any clothes, we don't need them here with the air-conditioned, but when you leave the room you must wear the pyjama, that's what Mom told me." Nick immediately stripped down naked cuddling himself on my back as two teaspoons; I noticed his little prick hard poking on my buttocks. "Thank you, Joss, you are right, it is more comfortable now without any pyjama." I noticed how he rubbed my back neck. One year elapsed; Margaret had come to this world, and I discovered the sex. I was seven and I do not remember very well how it happened. I started exploring my body; the fact is that I found myself face down with my left hand between the mattress and my pecker pushing it up and down until a nice feeling came thru it; so I was fucking my hand. I do not exactly remember if that was an orgasm or not, but surely I enjoyed it a lot and repeated it; especially during Saturday and Sunday morning. One morning Nick discovered me during my exercises, I was probably close to the climax point because I was breathing hard. "Joss, what are you doing? Are you sick?" He asked. I did not say anything until got my goal when I recovered; I turned over on my back and looked at my little angel. "No, I'm not sick; I'm getting the nice feeling." "The nice feeling? What's that? Your weenie is very hard and red." I noticed how he was already hard, just watching me. "I don't know, but if you rub your pecker up and down with your belly you get a very nice feeling, I cannot explain it but it is much better than when you touch yourself; I'll show you. You put yourself face down, now your left hand between the mattress and your weenie, that's it; now start moving up and down in order your weenie rubs against your belly and hand." Nick was very smart; soon he was masturbating himself for the first time. "Joss it is very nice, but I feel it hurts a little." "Hold a minute; put some saliva in your hand." He did and started again. "Oh Joss, now it is much better, it's, it's, lovely." Soon he was also breathing hard and I accompanying him again. We finished and turned on our backs, our little pricks sticking out red and sore. "That was fantastic, Joss; let's do it again." We started again and when that nice feeling came we groaned with pleasure; we remained quiet for some moments, then Nick moved and kissed my bum's cheeks. "Why did you kiss my ass, Nick?" He blushed because he ignored why. "I don't know Joss, I liked doing it; do you mind?" "Oh no, no; you can do it whenever you like it." "In fact, I would like to lick and bite your butt. Do you want me to do it right now?" I smiled at the perspective of Nick licking and biting my butt cheeks. "No. You know I can't resist ticklishness." That was enough for Nick, he immediately started licking and nibbling my bum. I laughed and moved from one side to other in the bed playing until we were tired. He cuddled again behind me with his little prick between my legs. "I like you, Joss a lot." I turned on my left side facing him, and then, tenderly, I pecked him on the lips. "I like you too, Nick." I turned again to my previous position and we drifted to sleep. A few weeks later, during one of the breaks in the school, Nick started explaining Alfred, our best friend so far and neighbour, what we had discovered about the nice feeling; he was amazed; he then said: "Today is Friday; tomorrow morning I'll do it myself. I'll let you know how it was. Next Monday, during lunchtime he quietly said: "Joss, I did it, it was fantastic, and I enjoyed a lot. My brother Jim caught me during the exercise, he told me I had to be careful and not to be caught by my Mom or Dad." "Why?" Nick asked. "Because Mom said that sex things cannot be done by children; it is dirty." "Nonsense; why is it dirty if we feel as good?" "I don't know. Jim told me that some adults are silly about sex and that I shouldn't care about it, only to be careful, otherwise Mom could spank me." "We are sure that either our Mom or Dad would never punish us. They sure would explain why it is bad or not." "I know, but your parents are completely different than mine. He also told me he'll teach me something else next Saturday, but I have to promise not to tell anyone." Nick then asked: "Won't you tell us, Alfred? We told you our experiences." "Yes, we are best friends; you are different. He also told me that we should always put some saliva or soap on our hand, so our pricks will never get sore." A couple of weeks later Alfred told us his new experience. "Jim told me to do it in a different way. He locked the door, and then told me to lie on my back and rub my weenie up and down until it was hard. Then I placed some saliva on my cockhead; he instructed me to cup my balls with my left hand, then with the right I wrapped my dick and started stroking it up and down until that nice feeling came; but this time sooner and stronger. When we get today in the shower after sport, I'll show you how to do it; but we must be very careful, someone could see us. Jim said that the best place is in the bathroom where you can lock yourself, besides, the soap facilitates the task." "Don't worry, we'll enter the last ones and take the bottom stall, so no one can see us, besides, Nick, you'll keep an eye meanwhile Alfred explains it to me." "Ok, we'll see that." And he did. We could not wait until next Saturday, so that night we went to have the shower before bed. Nick locked the door but I told him to unlock it. "Dad and Mom have told us many times not to lock the door, just in case an accident occurs." "But they can catch us." "I don't care; we'll tell them what we are doing, I don't think they mind about that; they will never spank or punish us" "You are right Joss. I'm hard. Let's start. We better sit down on the edge of the bathtub." We did and started jacking off our pricks for the first time. I don't remember very well, but we enjoyed it very much, however, we preferred it on the bed and especially during Saturday and Sunday's mornings. We were not mad about sex; besides from Monday to Friday we were very busy in the school and after the return, before dinner, we had to do our homework, plus three times a week Dad taught us karate; however, Saturday was the best day. Mom and Dad resumed their tennis plays; we used to start wrestling and jumping on the large bed as any child likes to do. This normally led us to rub against each other and most of the times get hard, consequently, we started to jerk off until the nice feeling came. Our bodies were well developed, so we seemed older than we really were. The continue exercises, like soccer, swimming, etc. in the school and with Dad at home contributed to it. So our dicks were larger and thicker than normal for our ages. The culmination of our sex experiences came a little bit after my tenth birthday. One of those Saturdays, we started wrestling and playing; soon our cocks got hard, then Nick said: "Joss, what about if we jerk off? We are very hard and hot." "Oh yes, we'll do; but what about if I do it to you, and you do it to me afterwards?" "I'll love that, Joss. Alfred told me that Jim said this increases the feeling." "Ok, who will start first? "I'll do it to you first," Nick said. "You must tell me when I have to stop." "Ok, but, please, put plenty saliva on my dick, otherwise we may get sore." Nick was preparing himself to spit on my penis, but suddenly he said: "Joss, what's about if we use jelly soap as we did in the bathroom? Remember, that time we did not get sore." "It's an excellent idea, Nick." He grinned mischievously. We got up and went to the bathroom; there he picked up a small empty plastic bottle used by Mom with soap for Margaret; he put a little bit of jelly soap and the same amount of water, he shook it until got a perfect mix; them put some on his own dick and stroke it several times. He moaned in pleasure; then returned to our room: "It works, Joss, I have tried it with me." "Ok, go ahead." He kneeled near me; dropped some of that stuff on my cockhead and slowly started stroking it. It was very slippery. He increased the pace and soon I noticed how the nice feeling was building in my balls; one minute later, it was so intense that instinctively I bent my knees to prevent it. I could not resist it, I was breathing very hard; I pressed Nick's hand, as barely I could say: "Please, Nick, stop, I can't resist the feeling, it is so intense...!" Nick immediately stopped, however, I was thinking that I was not brave enough, I should have said, "Please continue". I noticed that I did not get the full release. "Now it is my turn, Joss." He lay on his back and I thought that my little brother would experience what I could not. Instead of kneeling beside him, I straddled him on his knees, so he could not move or bend them. I put some soap in my right hand and cupping his balls with my left, I started stroking his long and thin prick. Mine was very hard since I did not get a proper release. Soon Nick started to moan, his eyes closed and his breathing heavier. I increased the speed of my strokes, only I could hear the "chock, chock" sound and his increasing breathe. He started moving his head from one side to other; I noticed how he tried to bend his legs; I thought he was just in the same stage where I gave up. I continued stroking and squeezing his thin cock, he got rigid and arched his hips up. He was sweating with the exercise, his mouth open, and then he stopped breathing. I noticed the increase of his hardness in my fit; during a few seconds, I was scared. I did not know what was next; he suddenly arched, even more, his hips and moaned loudly. "Agh!!!." Then he collapsed on the bed, now breathing very hard and gasping for air. Without a word, he extended his arms and grabbed me to his chest. I noticed how the tension of his prick was decreasing, getting softer, so I left it and I remained on top of my brother; my head on his shoulder meanwhile he was recovering his normal breathing. His forehead was damp with sweat and his lovely blonde hair glued to it. He raised me up and said: "Oh Joss, that was too much, it was fantastic! Nothing to do with the feeling we experienced before, this was hundred per cent stronger." "I felt I was not completed when I stopped you, so I want to get it also myself. I was a little bit scared when you stopped breathing." He then grinned and placed a tender kiss on my cheek. "I also want you to get it. I think your dick is waiting because you are very hard on top of mine; lets me do it to you." We traded position and he straddled me. He put some soap in his hand and started jerking me off. Soon I was in the stage I stopped Nick; he continued stroking my penis. I noticed how the great feeling was building up in my balls and travelling up to the tip of my cock. I closed my eyes, moving my head from one side to other. I could not resist; I was breathing hard and gasping for air, my body sweating. As Nick increased his stroke's speed, my dry orgasm reached the peak, my body tensed and I arched my hips trying to reach Nick's fit; my breathing stopped for seconds and I could not stop a very loud groan: "Agh!!! Oh!!!." I collapsed exhausted on the bed trying to recover. As Nick had done, I dragged him to my chest trying to say to him that he did not need to continue stroking my penis but I could not speak. My god, what a wonderful sensation it was!!! My dick between us and in contact with Nick's crotch, soon got flaccid, then I raised Nick and I kissed him on the lips; I knew he liked that, he smiled. "Joss, I thought you were to faint, I was scared." "The same happened to me. Let's get a snap until it is time to get Margaret up." He cuddled behind me, now his dick was soft. I think that one minute later we were asleep. In my dreams, I was a brave warrior that converted into a big hawk to fly over the high mountains. Far away, I heard Mom saying to Dad: "Aren't they beautiful, David?" "Yes, they are. We are very lucky having these sons. Leave then sleeping." We heard some knocks on our door and how it opened; Mom said: "Joss, Nick; are you going to sleep the whole day?" I woke up. "Oh, sorry Mom, is Margaret awoken?" "Long time ago, darling; it is near half-past twelve." "Oh my God!!" I could not say anything else; we never slept until so late, our "exercise" had tired us. Again, we apologised Mom jumping out of the bed. We gazed each other grinning. Mon asked: "What are you laughing at? Nick again stared at me and said: "Oh, it is nothing Mom, only that we were remembering a joke." She watched us. "Ok, hurry up; it is almost time for lunch." CHAPTER 2 ---------------- Our birthday was approaching and we were preparing our list to invite our friends. We discussed whether we should invite Maria and Peter, Mother Louise's children; we had done during the past years, but they never came. Mother Louise explained that they had their own friends in the village, she always told them but they declined the invitation to come; she did not like to force them to attend, so we had not seen them during the past three or four years. Of course, Mom and Dad saw them near every day when she or he dropped John in their way back from the office. We did not mind, because we also had our own friends, so we understood that they might not feel comfortable at our party. When we moved to the new house they used to come to enjoy our swimming pool, but some years back, a new and large pool was built in the village; so they did not need ours anymore; besides, during summer holidays we went to Cologne during a full month to stay with our granny. All that helped to drop our contacts. However deeply in my heart the only thing that I wanted was to find Mother Louise at home when I returned from school; that fulfilled all my expectations by now. In fact, when we arrived at the home, normally Nick dashed upstairs, but I left my backpack in the hall and ran to the kitchen to meet Mother Louise's arms. When I was little I used to jump up and hang from her neck kissing her many times. She was very careful not to hurt Nick, so if she saw him also coming, she would open both arms and get him also, then hugged as she did to me; though Nick was very smart, he knew I was her favourite, the same as Mom preferred him, not me; so there were not any jealousy between us. "Nick, do you think we should still consider inviting Peter and Maria?" "We must. In fact, they are your foster-brothers, and if they don't want to come it is up to them." "Ok, but this time we'll insist on Mother Louise to bring them. Dad and Mom are always saying that Maria is getting into a very pretty girl and Peter is a cute boy of almost 12, he may teach us something..." Nick grinned remembering our experiences about sex. During those previous months to our birthday, nearly every night I had strange dreams. I continued being a brave warrior that converted into a great hawk. Most of the times, I was fighting strange creatures together with Nick, and sometimes Alfred, and always saving a beautiful girl that I could never see clearly, but I noticed that when I woke up I found my penis erected. As this dream was repeating, I commented it with Dad, not about my prick, of course. The school's psychologist called me and I explained to him my dreams; he advised Dad that this was normal for a boy of my age; it was a symptom of me approaching puberty. From that time on, I enjoyed those dreams a lot; but sometimes I woke up breathing hard and scared; I never could see the girl completely, only she had long brown hair and dimples on her face cheeks that I liked. In one of those dreams, I tried to get hold of her. "Please, please, let me see you, I like you, please." She then gave me her right hand and when she was going to discover her face I woke up. "Joss, Joss, what are you dreaming about? You were shouting and have awakened me up!" "Oh, Nick! It was a beautiful girl, but when she was ready to put aside her hair from the face you woke me up." "Sorry Joss, but you were breathing very hard and yelling; I thought it was a nightmare." "Never mind, this dream repeats very often, she is a lovely girl, dressed in white, with a red ribbon around her waist, but I have not been able to see her face fully, only part of it. Let's sleep again." Nick cuddled himself behind me adjusting his body to mine; a couple of minutes later we were asleep again. Meanwhile, Maria was chatting with her best friend, Elisa; they were in the schoolyard. "Maria, you look different these days, you seem happier and have a strange bright in your eyes; what is it about?" "Yes, you are right. Since a couple of months, I'm having beautiful dreams very often. Yesterday night was the best; probably it was connected to the lesson of History that we had. Normally I'm a princess and always there is a fantastic knight-boy that defends me; he has the property of becoming himself into a great hawk that takes me very far away. Sometimes I'm very scared, but he said to me that I don' need to care about, he is looking after me." "How is he? I mean, is he handsome?" "Oh Elisa, he's so beautiful... he has black curly hair and large blue eyes, with the largest eyelashes that you can imagine." "Are they larger than those of Peter?" "I would say yes, at least it seems to me. He has very sensual red lips. He is so kind... The last dream he was fighting against a rare man, he won the fight but the man's people came all together against him; he then converted into a beautiful hawk and I rode him straddle on his back until he left me safe on my castle. He then said: "Princess Maria, I a feel something special about you." I observed his deep blue eyes and saw a tear coming out, he was sad; I took his hands on mine, and I answered: "I do the same about you, my hawk." I pecked his red lips meanwhile I caressed his curly hair. I was trembling and breathing very hard when I heard my Mom calling me. I woke up still excited. My Mom asked me about my scream, she thought something was wrong with me." "It is a lovely dream; unfortunately dreams never come true." "You are right, but it is much better than when we have a nightmare." "C'mon, let's go, the bell is calling for the next class." On those times our school formed part of a soccer league; junior and senior. Nick and I were in the junior team, we played as left and right forwards; at the opinion of our coach we were very good players, we did not need to shout, we were as mind connected, so we played as a single man. A Saturday we were to play against the village's school that was the second in the rank, which meant that if they won we would be even since our school was on top. Both coaches knew that fact but we played at the village's home. The match was very competitive, someone heard the other coach instructing his players: "Beware of that couple, the blond boy and his brother, that one with the curly hair. Last time they made us two goals. We must do anything to stop them." The match was very competitive, it went into the second half 0-0; however, we had the initiative and put more danger in it; several times we were close to getting a goal in spite of the referee being a little bit partial on their side. In a moment near the end, I took the ball and ran quickly. I shot to Nick; we run faster than our opponents. We were not far away from the goalkeeper; Nick then shot back to me; I was in an excellent position to make a goal; I caught the ball, so all players thought I was to shoot. The boy covering Nick left his position, it was a great mistake. Then I shot back to him, deceiving the boy. Now Nick was alone; only a strong boy before him. He clearly passed him, but when he was ready to shoot the ball, the boy tripped Nick up and he fell on the ground. Most likely that would have meant his expulsion if we complained, but we always were told to be fair and never complain except in a grave circumstance. Their team's captain was close to us, so he immediately came to Nick and offered his hand to get Nick to stand up. "Please accept our apologies; that wasn't a fair-play, he is a good boy but sometimes..." They looked at each other for a couple of seconds, "he is an angel, a lovely and gorgeous boy." He thought. He could not help staring at Nick's lovely naked legs. I approached them and I looked at that boy as he was expressing his apologies to Nick; that face was familiar to me, two nice dimples on his face and a nice smile... "Are you hurt, Nick?" "No. I'm ok," I observed how the boy stared at Nick with a tender smile, I'm sure, I thought, he would have hugged Nick. The referee approached. "What's going on? Are you hurt?" Nick looked at the other boy again. "I'm alright." "Are you sure?" He was expecting Nick's complaint. "Yes sir, I'm ok." The public attending the match realised Nick's action and started applauding him; then the referee blew his whistle and signalled a fault, I shot it without any consequence, the match ended 0-0. The following Monday Sylvia was with Maria in the school. "Maria, you know that I love soccer; well, last Saturday we were almost defeated; two handsome boys near got a goal. Fortunately, one of our players committed a grave fault against one of them when he was ready to shoot and fell to the ground. He politely renounced to complaint when Peter asked him; in fact, it wasn't a fair-play from our side. He was very cute. "Was he? Did you see him well?" "Yes. Very often he ran along the side where I was sat. He was blond with blue eyes. I couldn't clearly see the other boy because he was on the opposite side, but I remembered your dreams, he was very handsome and had curly hair. I couldn't see his eyes' colour. We all applauded their decision of not complaining to the referee, otherwise, our player would have been dismissed and probably they would have won the match. The blond boy then raised his arm thanking our applause." That evening when they were returning home, Maria asked Peter: "Peter, who was the boy hurt during the soccer match last Saturday? "I don't know him. He sure was very polite, I would say too polite for not complaining. He was seriously hurt, I know that type of tricks because I have suffered them; he on contrary accepted my hand when I helped him to stand up. You cannot find persons like this boy very often." He paused. "But, you don't like soccer! Why are you interested?" He knew was cheating his sister; he had seen the list of players before the match and knew both boys were brothers, Nick and Joss, David's children; but they were so changed... If he had known they were so lovely he would not have rejected their invitations to their birthday's party. He heard his sister answering him: "I'm interested in the other boy, not in the match." "Oh, I see." "By the way, Peter, which colour were his eyes?" "I'm not absolutely sure; I would say they were blue or green." But why are you so interested?" Maria did not answer his brother; they were at the gate of their small garden when saw my Mom and Dad stopping to drop their Dad. My Dad commented to John: "Maria is becoming a beautiful girl, John." "Yes, she is a lovely one; we are very proud and lucky parents. Till tomorrow." "Bye John." Maria and Peter rushed to kiss their Dad. That night Peter was lying on his bed after he had finished his home works; he could not forget Nicks, he was so pretty... he felt the need to protect that beautiful child. He could not get off from his mind the vision of those beautiful blue eyes and especially the flawless legs; he dreamed of touching them. Nick was so grown up... he was almost as tall as himself. He thought needed to see him; but how? In the instance of finding him, what would he say? Would he recognize him? Why had he these thoughts? He liked girls and enjoyed dating and touching them. All these strange thoughts were occupying his young mind. Instinctively he was rubbing his cock that was hard. He felt the need to jerk it off thinking on Nick. He put some saliva and started stroking his prick until that feeling came with his dry orgasm; that relaxed him and drifted to sleep. He dreamt with Nick, he kissed him many times and Nick was very pleased meeting him again after near four years. He felt happy the following morning joking with his sister Maria. The following Friday evening Peter was sat down on the sofa in the living room near his mother; his sister was upstairs finishing her weekend homework, she did not like to leave things for the next days, and wanted the weekend to enjoy with her friends. He liked a lot those moments of intimacy with his mother; suddenly he asked her: "Mom, how are Nick and Joss like now?" She was taken aback by her son's question since he never expressed his wishes to contact them. "Well son, they have changed a lot during the past three years, the same as you and Maria; probably you wouldn't recognize them and vice versa. Nick is like an angel, a movie kid; blond with silky lank hair and deep blue eyes; he is a true German, like his mother." Peter felt a stirring in his groins only remembering his vision during the match; his Mom continued. "Joss is a different matter. He's more like you, tall, big eyes and large eyes lashes." Saying this she paused and kissed her son's eyes, he then thanked his mother's caresses hugging her. "But his eyes are blue and his hair black and curly, he is a lovely creature. Yet, the best of him is his affection, as you always do, the first thing he does when he return home, is to rush where I'm and hug me; now he is a very tall, but not long time ago, he would jump into my arms. I'm sure he would like to sit down on my lap and kiss me, but he realises is too old to do so." "He might be too old, but I'm not." Saying this Peter jumped on his mother's lap and kissed her several times. "I love you, Mom." "I love you too my dear son." She tenderly hugged and caressed her son. Then still on her lap, Peter said: "You like more Joss than Nick, am I right Mom?" "I like both of them, but Joss has my preferences for many reasons. I gave my breast to him and that's very sensitive for a mother. If he becomes upset, he'll only accept me to calm him down; if I ask him to do anything, he gladly accepts to do it; he is always ready to please me. I would say he enjoys helping me, because of that I cannot miss his birthday celebration, otherwise, that day would become into a funeral for him." "By the way Mom, I would like to go to their birthday party next month, would they accept me?" "I'm absolutely sure they will be very glad seeing you again. Joss has asked me why you never accept to come, so be sure this would be good news for both of them. Nick is an exquisite person; you'll be able to confirm that. But what's about Maria?" "Please, don't say anything to her, I'll convince her myself, she always tries to please me." Joss and Nick were on the bus returning from school, as usual, sat together. "Joss, do you know the captain of the team we played against last Saturday? He has something special, I don't know what it is, but I liked a lot." "No, I don't know who he is, but I do agree with you, he has something special, his face is very familiar to me, but I don't know why." Nick diverted the conversation to other matters and we forgot the incident. It was close to my 11th birthday. I was in the school on Friday and at lunchtime with our friend Alfred. Nick had missed the school the whole week due to an attack of influenza, so he had been in bed for a few days; he was already much better but Mom did not want him attending school until he was fully recovered. Alfred approached me making motions as he had something important in mind. "Joss, I have something important to show you, can you come for an overnight, my brother Jim is away until Monday, so we can be very comfortable without anyone interfering." "Well, it is ok for me, but I have to tell Mom if I can go or not. What is it so interesting?" "I cannot tell you right now just in case someone hears it and says to Jim when he returns." "Ok, let me ask my Mom, as you know Nick is sick and I would want him to share our secrets." "Never mind, you can explain to him later all about, but we have only this opportunity and I wonder when we'll have another one." He paused. "I can go with you and see your Mom, that might help, I think." "What's about your Mom? Won't she argue? "No, ever, if you are the visitor, she loves you and Nick". "Ok, let's go. Alfred was a cool boy; he lived a few houses uphill of mine; we were best friends and from time to time we had sleepovers, not many I'm afraid. As soon as the bus stopped we raced to my home; Mom was giving some instructions to Mother Louise about dinner for a couple of friends that were coming that night. I went in and kissed both, however as I was kissing Mother Louise, very slow I said to her: "I love you." She smiled satisfied and did it back to me. Alfred also greeted them. "Mom, can I sleepover in Alfred's." "You can, but you may not." She always was correcting my way of speaking; however, my "second mother" interfered. "Nora let the child go, with the visit tonight and Nick being sick the poor soul will be bored." "Please Mom, may I?" I insisted. "Ok, but before you go, you both better go upstairs and see Nick and explain, I don't want him complaining later, you must convince him, meanwhile I'll have a word with Alfred's Mom." Sure of our success, I went to see Nick. We rushed into my room and he quickly covered his abdomen, I noticed the little tent on his pyjama, he had a comic left aside. "Hi, Nick! How do you feel? Don't you like comics? Well, I think you prefer to play with your blade." Then I gave him a toy blade he had on the bed. He understood the double meaning of my words but his beautiful face was red. Alfred did not realise of this fact but he was aware of Nick's redness. "Hi, Nick. I think you still have some fever, you are red." This made Nick still redder. "You shit! I'm ok now, and you had better mind your own business. Alfred did not understand Nick's reactions; he thought it was due to the fever, however, I stared at him and winked my right eye, he understood immediately. "Sorry Nick," Alfred said. "I think we were too noisy and disturbed your attention, next time we'll be more careful, I promise." Them I informed him: "Nick unless you don't want to be alone tonight, I'll be on sleeping over in Alfred's." Then slowing my voice I continue: "He's going to show me something cool tonight, his bro isn't there." He was intrigued. "What's it, Alfred?" "I can't tell you right now; sure it is something interesting, tomorrow Joss will tell you." "Ok. This fucking cold...!" "Nick you should care about what you say if Mom hears that word she might be very disappointed with his adored angel." He then exploded in anger. "You both better go to the hell and leave me in alone and in peace." Then I gave a hug to my little brother, he truly knew that I wanted him to come with us, but he could not. We went downstairs and asked Mom whether I could go, she answered me that she had some words with Alfred's Mom and that everything was ok, however, she warned me that she expected no complaint and that both of us should behave as two good boys. I hugged Mom and Mother Louise and said bye until tomorrow. CHAPTER 3 ---------------- We raced uphill a few hundred metres and reached Alfred's home. His house, with some slight modifications, was very much the same as mine. His father, that was a bank manager, met my Dad in a school parents meeting, they talked about business and from that time they became good friends. My Dad built their house with not many problems since all drawings and studies were already done in mine and they needed it quickly. It was built in record time. That was the beginning of an excellent friendship between both families that still lasts. Therefore, I knew Alfred's house as mine and vice versa. As we entered his Mom was in the garden, we greeted her and Alfred kissed her, I felt a little bit shy and I remained apart, however she was a very frank woman. "Joss, are you so an expensive man that you cannot give a kiss to an old woman?" I flushed more than Nick before, so I approached her and I did on the cheek, and then she said: "Joss, be sure that if I were 30 years younger, I would wait for you, my handsome boy." I knew of her jokes, she always had a good temper. She continued. "You boys have a quick shower and come down quickly; we'll have dinner in half an hour." "Thanks, Julia," I said still redder than before. "Mom, we have showered in the school after gym, so now we'll help you in the garden and later we'll shower again before bed." "Ok. It isn't a bad idea." We helped her transporting some pots with pretty daffodils and daisies, removing the land where she was engaged sawing some new seeds, Alfred watered part of the new plantations while I removed bad weeds from the roses fields. It was already dark and time for dinner, so Julia told us to clean ourselves and get ready. We had dinner and a glass of milk. "Mom we'll go upstairs, we are tired and want to chat before sleeping." "Ok, have a shower and don't be late going to bed. Have nice dreams, my sons." We rushed up to Alfred's room where we had planned to sleep. "We better go for a shower, but you forgot to bring with you your pyjama, I'll give you one of mine." "Don't care, man, I never wear pyjamas in bed, except when I'm sick just in case doctor comes or someone visits me." With a mischievous look I added: "And when Nick and I are alone, we even don't wear anything. Do you expect anyone coming upstairs to our room?" "No. Anyone, unless we are too noisy." "In that case let's go for a shower." We undressed and in underwear went into the bathroom. Immediately dropped my underwear and Alfred turned to lock the door, when he turned back and put off his clothes I could see his dick was near erected, it was more or less like mine but stiff and straight to the outside world. "Alfred you got a hard-on!" "Yes and I couldn't help it when I watched you naked, don't you get aroused?" "No, only when I rub it in the shower or in bed, I'll show you now." I entered and put on the water-mixer getting it not too hot, only warm. Alfred did not know what to do and a little bit shy, so I invited him to join me under the water. We both started soaping and occasionally I felt a few times how his erected dick brushed my upper legs and butt cheeks. When I was fully soaped and before rinsing, I rubbed my penis and immediately it became fully erected upright, with a beautiful angle in respect to my abdomen. "Alfred, you can see what I said; don't you feel good when you touch it?" "Oh yes, very good, let us dry and go to my room, someone could come here and catch us with our hard cocks." When we were near finished drying still my prick was hard and erect. We put on our underwear, he unlocked the door, and we ran barefooted to our room. We entered and he locked our sanctuary. "Stay here Joss. I'm going to fetch something in Jim's room." He went out and entering Jim's room he opened a wardrobe where Jim kept all his belongings, especially music records and car magazines, everything was very tidy as Jim is. He rummaged in a couple of drawers without finding what he was looking for, but immediately he remembered how Jim ordered all magazines; he started counting, one two... fourteen, he picked up number 14 (Jim's age) and there it was, he took it and flew to his room. I was lying on my back reading a comic; my dick was almost limp. "Joss, please, lock the door." I jumped from the bed, locked the door, and immediately returned to the bed where Alfred was having a look to the first page. It was a porno magazine where bisexual actions were shown with young models, but all of them, adults. Not a single hair could be seen on men and women, except in their crotches and the armpits, most of them men fucking women in many positions; and other women being fucked, and at the same time they were sucking; men sucking women cunts and some other men sucking other men and being fucked in their asses. "Oh my God! Look at this big dick, it is huge, it must be four times ours. I have seen many times my father's but always was limp. I didn't think that a man could have such dimensions when erected!" My prick was harder than ever before and without being conscious I was rubbing it thru my underwear, the same Alfred was doing. "Joss I cannot hold my dick in his confinement, I must free it, and it is disturbing me. Let's get off the underwear." I agreed and in seconds we were fully naked on the bed watching all wonderful pictures as two naughty boys and best friends. I noticed some precum oozing from the tip of my penis, he was surprised, I was not conscious of that fact, I had sometimes noticed that when I was manipulating my tool, but I never realised that was so important. "Joss, what a large amount of precum your prick is oozing! I wish I had that." "Don't be surprised, Nick spits too, and he's a year younger, but what is this for? Alfred asked me: "Don't you jerk off your dick?" "Jerk off? Yes, many times, and I notice that precum helps, if not, I put some saliva or soap." I noticed he was rubbing his dick slowly up and down with two fingers trying to squeeze it to show precum. "Do you mind if I touch you?" I said nothing so he assumed permit for granted. With his left hand he grabbed my cock and pulled down the shaft; with the forefinger of the other hand, he extended the precum that was running out the tip and down to my ball sack wetting it. The moment his finger touched my cock we both felt as if we had just received an electric shock; Alfred got bolder and started using more of his hand; I released an involuntary groan at the sheer pleasure of another's hand spread through me. After that, he wrapped my prick with all his fingers with the palm down, so that every time he jacked me down, the tip of my prick head touched his palm. Instinctively I spread my legs giving him better access and leaned my body backwards with my elbows on the bed. I was not conscious of what was happening at that moment, the only thing that I noticed was a wonderful feeling building up down in my balls and coming up to the tip of my rod and I did not want him to stop. He accelerated the pace at the same time he was jerking himself off. Oh! Al...Al...fred." I moaned loudly. "Plea...se don't stop." Suddenly I stopped breathing at the moment that my dry orgasm hit me up. I gasped for air and I fell back on the bed; my mind in blank remembering the first time Nick and I did it together. Alfred was radiant of happiness and grinned watching me; he left me to recover; then spat some saliva on his hand and started pumping his cock up and down jacking himself off, at the same time that he was caressing my balls and groins. In one minute I heard quick breathing and after a low strong moan, he also was gone. When he got his breathing back, lying on his back near me; staring at me said: "Thanks, Joss for letting me show you this wonderful thing, did you enjoy it?" Without waiting for my answer he continued: "I think you did, but you must be a little bit more silent next time, your moans probably could be heard within a kilometre." He was grinning; I did not want to disappoint him telling that Nick and I had experienced that before. "Who taught you that, Alfred? I didn't know anything as good; only to remember still my cock doesn't go limp." "My brother Jim did. He has a very long and thick dick, he also has a lot of hair around it; I would say more or less as my Dad." "Did he do to you what you did to me?" "No, he showed me how to do it. I asked him to jack me off, but he refused, saying that I never should accept an adult to do sex things with me because adult dimensions could hurt me; always I must do sex with persons of my age. He only permitted me to touch his cock. He showed me this magazine and he jacked himself off in his room for me to watch; I was extremely hard to see that, the same as we are now. He also moaned very hard when the nice thing hit him. Let's see all pages of the magazine." On one page featured a woman eagerly sucking a man rock hard cock, next picture was the same woman and a man, but this time the man was shooting white stuff over the woman's face and lips, and in the next page two men were sucking each other in a 69 position. "What's this white stuff Alfred"? "Jim told me that this is what makes the babies, please see this picture; the man is inside the woman when the nice feeling hit him he shoots his load inside her." "Ah! That's what the teacher said about the seed, this must be it; don't you remember a couple of weeks ago?" "Yes, but I watched it alive." "Sure? When? Where?" I was amazed by Alfred's knowledge about sex; then I realised how important was to have an older brother as Jim to teach us all these naughty things. At that moment I mentally promised myself to teach Nick everything I have learnt. Alfred answered: "I have just told you a few minutes ago. In his room, he jacked himself off, he lay on his back on the bed; when he received the nice feeling he spurted a lot wads of that white stuff, and with such a force that it hit him on his nose and mouth." Alfred grinned. "He was with his mouth open gasping for hair so it dropped on his tongue." "How does it taste?" I asked. "I don't know, he said it has a strange flavour but not bad. What tastes very well is the precum, its flavour is similar to blood, a little salty, try it." Without being aware we instinctively had wrapped our dicks and were slowly stroking them so they were fully erected and spitting precum, I collected some with the tip of my forefinger and dropped on my tongue, it was nice. "When do you think we'll shoot cum, Alfred?" "Well, Jim told me that he was close to twelve when he had his first wet dream." We were very excited; our dicks were itching, and claiming attention, so Alfred continued: "I'll explain it to you later." Suddenly Alfred jumped on top of me and started grinding our groins, cocks and balls together all wet from our leaks of precum. I was excited so I said nothing; instead, I put my hands on top of his butt and pushed down in order to have better contact. Both dicks were up and down together and I started again to get the same sensation than when he jacked me off before, then he saw something on the magazine and said: "We'll enjoy in a different way. From the moment I watched my brother Jim jerking off, I always thought to do it, hope you don't mind." I did not know what he meant so I said nothing; up to that moment with his lead, I had enjoyed it a lot. Quickly he turned down so that his head was between my legs and his groin on top of my head. He wrapped my penis in his hand and put it into his mouth; I felt the warmth of his lips and I barely could resist the touch of his tongue exploring the top of my cock. At the same time, I found myself facing his cock in front of my face. I did not know what to do. I was reluctant to put his meat into my mouth, but I thought that he had given me a lot of pleasure and it was time to pay him back. We were best friends, so I followed the trails of what he was actually doing me. I put his dick into my mouth and I tasted the flavour of precum oozing from his rounded top. When I rubbed my tongue he groaned in pleasure, but I felt more or less the same. I could not resist anymore, he was pressing my nose and mouth near gagging me, so I took off his cock, and breathing with some difficulty. "Alfred, Oh my god! Please let's turn on our sides. Oh!" He was actually sucking me very hard and I could not speak. I turned on my right side and resumed the sucking to his dick. After a couple of minutes or so, I think that at the same time, the wonderful feeling came up from our balls up to the tip of our penises. That was too strong to resist. In spite of being near gagged, we pushed our groins against each other until the feeling subsided, then both turned onto our back almost exhausted. After a while he said: "Joss that was wonderful, I never thought that was as good, your meat tasted lovely." I turned over to the same position and looked at him. "Frankly Alfred, I was something reluctant to absorb your cock in my mouth, but you are my best friend and I wanted to give pleasure to you as you did to me. I would never do things like this with somebody else." "I know that Joss and I appreciate a lot you being my friend; you are very cool and probably a lot of other boys wanted to be with you, but you stay with me." Then he turned on his left side and on his elbow kissed me on the cheek, just a peck. I was surprised and he blushed. "Please Joss, don't think I'm a queer, I'm not; I badly like to do sex things and I would prefer girls, but as you well know we have no access to them by now." He paused, waiting for any comments from me, as I said nothing, he continued. "On the other hand, what's the difference between you and a pretty girl, anyway? That they have a pussy and you don't?" "That's a big difference." "Sure, but your eyes, your face... are as beautiful as those of the prettiest girls, and I like them." He blushed again while expressing his feelings, then in silence, I took his lovely cheeks between my hands and I kissed him on the lips, but this time not a peck but long. I knew he was near starting to sob, and I did not want that; nevertheless, while our lips were tight I noticed the salty flavour of his tears mixing with mine. We then separated and I stared at his naked body: "Alfred, you are the best friend that I could have and I'm very proud of it, I think I feel very much the same as you do, so let's enjoy it, do you want any additional proof from me?" "No, that's much more than I expected." We strongly hugged with our head on each shoulder; I could notice his and my heart beating loudly. Then I broke the hug saying: "I think we'll have many sleepovers. Tomorrow I'll show Nick everything we did, hope you don't mind. Do you?" "Of course not, he's also a lovely boy and I like him a lot, I know he'll keep our mutual secret." "The problem is that now I'm going to jerk off myself all the time, I don't want to lose a single day without doing it now that I have discovered it; it is too good to waste." "Sure, but it is a lot better when done between two pals than alone, no matter if they are boy/boy or boy/girl, you'll notice. I have experienced that and Jim also told me about." "That's for sure, but not all the time is a friend like you available to do it together, except on sleepovers and in some other occasions, I'm not going to wait so long." "Joss, do you remember when we started I put in my hand some saliva? Also, Jim told me to be very careful if I do it very often. I must put something that lubes the shaft so it easily slips up down; you may have not that problem because your precum comes out very soon, but mine takes Sometime." Again I thought I was not fair to Alfred because I knew near all things he was teaching me. "What happens if there isn't precum or saliva?" "Well, your dick can become sore and very painful. A friend of Jim was taken to the doctor, and you can imagine the embarrassment. I'm going to replace the magazine, I think it is time for bed now, still, we have tomorrow morning." He went out to Jim's room, soon he was back still naked, but now our dicks were flaccid after the exercise of that night. "Do you mind if I sleep in your bed? My mother probably expects we sleep each in our respective beds, but she wouldn't be surprised if she finds us in the same bed, she knows that friends, when they are together, chat a lot and finally drift to sleep without noticing." "I love that because Nick is a little bit scared and he normally sleeps in my bed since he was two, so I would feel strange if I sleep alone. Nick, besides he is sick, I'm sure he is missing me tonight, so let's finish." "Not yet, I promised you to explain what a wet dream is." "Oh yes, please go ahead." "As Jim explained to me when our body is ready to shoot seed, he used a different word, something as mature. If you don't jerk off your cock every day, when the seed starts being produced and stored in your balls, your brains provide you with a fantastic dream during the night. Let's say you are fucking the most beautiful girl or the person that you wish best for fucking. He said that it is so real that your prick explodes throbbing, squirting the first shot of cum. When you wake up after the event, you find yourself with your underwear or sheets covered with that white stuff that we saw on the pictures of the magazine; however, at the first times, it is not so thick and white, but clear. Most of the boys that never jerk off, when they see that, they believe are sick and something's wrong within their bodies, they scared to death not knowing to who ask or what to say." We laughed together, but I realised that it was not very far happening to me if not explained by Alfred, so hugging him I said: "Fortunately that will never happen to us, thanks to Jim and to you." After unlocking the door I think that a couple of minutes later we were asleep, Alfred cuddled himself on my back with his left arm around me. CHAPTER 4 ---------------- The following morning we heard Alfred's Mom awakening us: "Come on boys, what's the matter with you? It is 10:00 am, time to get up, so don't be lazy, I supposed you talked too much last night and you must be very hungry; so get a good shower and break out your mind. I wait for you downstairs, don't be too hurry but steady." "Ok Mom, we'll come down soon." I noticed Alfred cock pushing between my legs fully erected and wet. Mine also was hard mostly due to my bladder that was full. So we got up, still naked, we took our underwear, and raced to the bathroom, we locked the door, and Alfred opened the water mixer to get a fair temperature. "Can we soap one another?" "Good idea Alfred. I'll start soaping you, but first I want to be a little naughty. Let's our dicks be together as good friends." I grabbed him from his butt, crotch to crotch, both dicks tight. "Alfred, we have not yet released our bladder; let the stream of urine shoot up and reach the highest point. We are only allowed to close our eyes in case it reaches our faces; if not, we'll watch it; so, one two and three." Both dicks started shooting up streams of warm yellow liquid that a few centimetres from the starting point formed a single spray splashing onto our chins, neck and chest. That was really fun. "Oh! It was fantastic, very cool indeed." "Yes sure it was, now let's proceed with the shower." "Ok, there are the gel and the sponge." Once we were watered I put some gel on his hair and I rubbed his scalp softly, the same as my Mom did to me. "That's lovely," Alfred said. I continued soaping his back, legs and between. I slightly touched his ball sack and he moaned slowly. I turned him facing me soaping his chest till his crotch, continuing down his legs without touching his most sensitive parts. When I finished down his feet I went up putting the sponge around his balls, leaving it in down with my hands full of soap I started massaging his dick, I slid down the shaft to uncover the redhead and soaped it. Alfred could not resist, he gasped at my final touch. "Joss, please... please, don't stop!" "No; still I need to be soaped." I handed him the sponge and more or less he did the same to me. When he reached the final step, he put his left hand under my balls cupping and massaging them at the same time, with the tip of his other hand's forefinger he started circling the tip of my dickhead, the tickling and pleasure were so intense that I could not bear it. "Please Alfred, stop or I'll faint." "That's my revenge for you not stopping, now you can do whatever you want to me until I start the water again." I reached down and I took his prick and balls in my hand and started softly rubbing the whole package up and down increasing the pace; at the same time, he was doing the same to me. In a few minutes, waves of pleasure coursed through our bodies, finally reaching a blasting point of an intense lust as our dry orgasms fully hit our bodies, I moaned loudly. "Oh, Ahg!!! This is too much." "Oh my God, this is... Oh!!!." Alfred moaned. We gasped for air and finally, we collapsed on each other arms exhausted; we sat down in the tub and when we recovered our breathings we hugged tightly. "I'll never forget this sleepover, Alfred." "What do you think about me? Yet, we can repeat it anytime we have a chance. Let's rinse and come down, I don't want my Mom to come up again to fetch us." In a few minutes our dicks were at a normal stage, we dressed and went down for breakfast a little bit later, but it was Sunday, anyway, and we had not much to do. After breakfast I thanked Julia and we went home. I kissed my Mom as we targeted for Nick. He was engaged in resolving some maths problems, nothing to do with homework; he loved that, in fact, he was the best of his grade and the following one. Most of the times I had to consult him about my problems when doing homework, he was very helpful. On contrary to foreign languages, that was my favourite field. Besides Spanish, we spoke German as my Mom native language and English that was the official one in our school. Sometimes when we wanted no one understands what we were talking about, we turned into German, however, Mom had to correct him many times about his phonetic and grammatical mistakes. "Hi Nick, how do you feel?" I asked pecking him. "Fit and well with your help and medicine." "Please, Nick, don't be bad on me." He stared at me and after a moment stood up, reached and hugged me very tightly. "I missed you a lot Joss, I couldn't sleep well without you, and I'll never let you go alone again if I can. Now, what was it so important? Did you have a good time with Alfred? I'm sure that you did." "Not bad, but all was Alfred's trick to have time to chat, nothing else." I gave a quick glimpse to Alfred; he was making efforts to remain serious. I did not want Nick to know anything about our experiences until next Friday since still we had school and needed to concentrate on our tasks. "We must discuss our birthday party, I don't want a crowd, only our best friends." "I agree with you, but Mom and Dad might have different ideas." "Ok, we'll see that probably tonight." "C'mon, let's go to play soccer with the other kids, we promised them to form part of the team and we cannot disappoint them. They have been here just half an hour ago to advise us." "Ok let's go." That night we went to bed after discussing some points regarding the invitations for our birthday party. Mom gave us a list, among them I found Mother Louise's family, it was a long time we had not seen them, yet I thought of them as they were little children, not realising that Peter was now 12 and Maria six months younger than me. When we were in bed, naked as usual, Nick cuddled, but this time on my front facing me. "I missed you a lot my half, I love you brother." "I love you too my angel." Then I added: "Ah Nick! Next Friday remember me to tell you a joke." "Why not now? "It must be on Friday, otherwise it has not fun." "Ok, goodnights bro." "Goodnights." I noticed how his always-erected dick was pressing against my buttocks. The week went on with normal school life, but most of our free time spent preparing the party to celebrate our birthday. My parents always considered this party, not only as an anniversary's celebration, but also to get the opportunity to meet their close friends and their children. The majority were young and middle-aged couples and all with children. Mom used to say that in young people lays the future, so I figured out that those parties also implied some business transactions; because of that, Mom was very careful in choosing their friends. She was and still is very clever, especially on business, so we spent lovely near summer evenings. Yes, I said evenings. In our country, the end of May is almost like summer and the evenings are very warm and fantastic; so normally the feast started around 7:00 pm and lasted about 11:00, even sometimes later. Children enjoyed very much being later out of bed since all slept good siestas in the afternoon. Nick and I were very excited the following Friday, since the next day, Saturday 23rd of May 1974 he would be 10 and I would be 11. By that time we were very much the same in size. I was a normal child for my age, but Nick was taller than the average 10 y/o boys. Probably due to our German ancestor's inheritance, my German grandmother was always very proud of Nick when every year we spent close to four weeks in her company; sometimes, she was very disappointed when heard him speaking. That was something that annoyed her not having a good Teutonic language. He was slim but not bony, very well proportioned in all his body still with rounded features as it is normal for our ages; his penis when erected was thinner than mine but of the same length, we never measured so I have not the slightest idea what the dimensions were. We said good nights to Mom and Dad; Margaret was already in bed and went upstairs. After the ritual of teeth brushing we undressed and went under the covers. Nick was not a person who easily forgot things, so once we were in bed he said: "What's about the joke that you promised to tell me on Friday?" I chuckled and turned to face him. It was a very warm night so windows were closed but bed cover was drawn to our feet. I never could cheat Nick, so I always preferred to say the truth. "It is not a joke, it's something better; I didn't tell you before because of the consequences it might have if I told you on Sunday. Don't worry. It is not that serious, it's fun, a lot of fun." "You scared me; what are you waiting to start with?" He pushed me down tickling my armpits and nipples. We positioned again as we were before and I started explaining him step by step what Alfred and I did on Saturday night, except the 69 sucking that I was not very proud about. As I was telling him I could see his cock, and mine too, were throbbing and without being aware each one was slowly massaging them, they were fully erected shining and oozing precum, then with his voice near cracked Nick said: "That was awesome and I lost it, but now you owe me something." He immediately jumped on top of me and started grinding his crotch against mine, prick against prick and balls against balls. He could not help himself, he was almost mad; he started kissing me around the face and all upper parts of my body. "Joss, please do me what you did to Alfred, please, please!!!" He claimed. I tried to protest: "Nick, but we are brothers...!" "Is that something bad and awful? We did lovely things some weeks ago, do you remember? I don't think that you did better." "No, of course not, it is wonderful and you would be surprised, but..." "Joss I like you a lot, and you love me; why to argue about?" In fact, he was right, I adored that angel and I did not want to disappoint him. "Ok, Nick; I'll use my best technique, you do whatever your body ask for, be free to do what makes you feel good without any limitation; at this moment we are brothers and best friends. Please lay on your back on the bed." Yes, I gave up all my prejudices and apprehensions. I forgot my reluctant feelings thinking that he was my brother. I only saw the most beautiful being of the world to whom I adored and by whom I was worshipped; he was my other half and if I had enjoyed I felt the need to do everything that I could to see him happy without any limitation. Once he was on the bed, I watched his thin but long rod pointing to the ceiling but with a little inclination to his crotch. The ball sack was loose and I could notice the two peanuts in it. I knelt beside him and with my left hand, I gripped his prick stroking it very slowly up and down. As it started oozing precum; holding his penis with my thumb and forefinger I extended all precum along the shaft becoming very slippery, as if I were putting some cream on it. With every stroke Nick almost screamed in pleasure, his mouth open and eyes closed, with deep breathing I increased the pace of stroking, now my left hand caressing his balls sack that for moments was becoming more and tighter; at the same time, I started kissing his belly and upper chest, as Alfred did to me. When I reached his little nipple nubs, I sucked first one after the other. I continued pumping his prick now quicker; I noticed the stiffness of his body and the surge of pleasure coming up now approaching his orgasm. I stopped for a moment in order to prolong his lust, but he was muttering: "Joss, please, please, don't, don't stop, please, please!" I resumed the strokes now quicker determined to end jerking off my brother. Then he extended his arms and wrapped me bringing my face to his kissing me on the lips. For the first time, I felt his tongue inside my mouth; I did not know who had taught him. At that moment he arched his stiffed body up separating his face from me moving his head from side to side and throbbing, he gasped for air and then a yell escaped from his throat at the moment that a powerful dry orgasm hit his body: "Ahg!!!. Oh my, my God!!!. He embraced me so tight that I almost couldn't breathe; nevertheless, I said nothing because my angel at that moment was in heaven. I remained on top of him caressing his sweaty forehead and hair, he was now sighing; our crotches together, our cocks stacked, pressed as one and staring at me he kissed me again on the lips. "Oh Joss, thanks, thanks, that was wonderful, I never expected a thing like that, and you did all only for me! I don't know what to say, how to express... It has been even better than when we did some weeks ago." "Nick I'll say nothing because you know very well how..." With that, he gripped my head and started kissing me again turning me down on my back without losing his kiss and grip, now on top of me. "I know that, but your cock is also asking for attention and you need to release your tensions. I have learnt your technique and now it is my turn to please you, my dear brother." Nick straddled me, now his cock still erected in front of my face. He scooted down to my crotch and started licking and sucking my nipples. My body was already trembling and my dick hard as a rock under Nick. He rubbed his butt as he retreated more until he was on my thighs; then he changed to my left side and started fondling my tight ball sack with his left hand; with the right, he extended precum all over my shaft, now very slippery. I gasped at his touch, my eyes now closed; I barely could resist the tickling sensations and pleasure now arising from my groins. He gripped my penis with all four fingers and started stroking it up and down. After that he put his thumb as a hook, so whenever the stroke reached my dick's base the thumb touched my dickhead. He stopped for some seconds and rubbed the crimson head; every time he touched that sensible part my cock throbbed and spat more precum. My body was twitching and trembling with lust; then he started accelerating the pace of beating off my tool. I could not resist. "Nick, please, I can't resist," I mumbled. I was breathing very hard and my throat was dry; but instead of slowing the pace, he speeded increasingly. My body arched and stiffed wanting to meet his fist sooner; finally, I held my breathing as my powerful dry orgasm hit my prick quickly starting from my balls and reaching the head. I screamed with a long moan: "Ahg!!! Oh my, my angel!!!" I collapsed on the bed sweating and my pecker still pulsating with every heartbeat. Nick continued stroking it but now slowly and lovely. When he noted it was coming limp he kissed it, turning up to my head, cleaned my forehead with his palm and rubbed his fingers thru my scalp. "Did you enjoy, brother?" Instead of answering, I gripped his head and brought it to my face pecking him on the cheek; he then returned it, but this time on my lips introducing his tongue in mine. I did not like this much, but he was my angel, I notice that his prick was again hard, smirking and staring at his erection I said: "Nick, I think we'll never finish tonight, and tomorrow we need to be fit and well." He sweetly smiled at me and my heart melted in love for my angel brother. I knew I was powerless in front of that pretty face and would be very difficult for me to deny him anything, no matter what. We covered ourselves with the sheet, but ten minutes later, we still were with our poles fully erected. "Please Nick, now unlock the door, otherwise our poles will be sore and nothing left for tomorrow." With a cute smile he said: "Ok, I'll do just now, but I'm not ready to sleep yet. Can we chat a little bit, brother hawk?" "Yes; why not?" I forgot to tell, that Nick called me in private "Hawk", that was, he said because I'm black haired and have big blue eyes, no as bluer as Nick's, but enough. He jumped from the bed and unlocked the door, now his dick was dangling, not so erected as before, once we have released. He came into the bed and we lied in our elbows facing each other. "Joss, tomorrow is our birthday, Mother Louise has started saying that we are little men now; well, I don't think we are yet, but we are approaching, what do you think?" "You are right, but you noticed the nice feeling in your weenie, that makes difference." "Oh yes, but still we don't shoot anything except precum." "We will, and not after a long time, I think mine will come before I'm twelve and yours not much later since you are more developed than I am." He started tickling my abs grinning. "Joss, what do you want to be when you are an adult?" I thought for a moment about that important question. "I want to be a medical doctor, a surgeon, but specialised in children. I would want to heal all pains of beautiful children like you." Then I gave a peck on his pink cheek. "Only beautiful children?" Nick said a little bit disappointed. "No, Nick. That was a joke. I wish I had enough power to cure all pains of all children, no matter whether they are ugly or beautiful, black or white; also, if I can restore to health any pain on adults, all the best. And when I get a lot of money from adults, I'll buy those wonderful cars we watched thru that window-shop in Cologne." "The Mercedes cabriolet?" "Yes, that one. And what's about you, Nick?" "I want to be an architect like Dad, but not in housing. I would want to build large motorways and bridges. Do you remember that road crash we passed by last summer during our holidays? I read in Dad's newspaper that some people passed away after the accident; mostly due to the long time the ambulances took to the hospital, the report showed that if there was a bridge linking the two parts of that mountain, those lives would have been saved." "Yes, that was sad." At that moment, we heard some knocks on the door. Mom came in. "Are my young beautiful men debating? It was strange to see your light still on; I thought you had forgotten to put it off." We jumped up naked, went to meet her, we hugged my wonderful blond Mom. "Please sit down Mom, we were still wakeful and discussing what we want to be when adults." "What have you decided, my boys." Nick took advantage: "Joss will become a doctor to heal children's pains and I'll become an architect as Dad is, but to build bridges and motor-ways to prevent people's deaths in road crashes, as we saw last summer." She hugged both of us at the same time saying: "I love my sons a lot, but if I had not, at this moment I would be mad with them. I hope you keep the same feelings forever. Now you need to sleep; tomorrow will be an exciting day. Goodnights my sons." She gave us a peck, turned off the light and closed the door. We drifted to sleep, then Nicks turned around and whispered: "This has been our mutual birthday present brother, the best we ever had and will have. I need it more and more, I wouldn't stop beating our dicks and kissing you, I'm mad about it, but we'll have much time to do everything we want; still, there is something I would like to complete." "What's that?" "The pees fight in the bathroom." "OK that's for tomorrow, now it is too late. If we start now again I'm sure Mom will notice as not normal to shower at this time of the night, so let's sleep, but tonight you'll be in front of me." He knew why I said that; his cock was always hard thru my thighs during the sleep. He laughed and we drifted to sleep. Tomorrow would be a historical day, especially for me. CHAPTER 5 ---------------- That night I had a dream that I will never forget. It was not dark it was at dawn. I was in a beautiful garden surrounded by trees, I saw a girl, I could not see her face, she had lovely brown hair that covered her face; she was near to my age, dressed in a white dress with a velvety red belt around her hips and white shoes and socks. She was the same girl that I had seen in my previous dreams as a princess. I could not move, I was pinned down but trying to free myself from something that kept me fastened on the grass. I motioned her to come to me extending my arms, she slowly approached, but still I could not see her face: "Who are you? Please come to me, free me, I want you." She approached more: "I'll liberate you if you kiss me as you did to Nick." I stared at her head trying to see her face. "I'll do whatever you want. I don't mind if you don't free me as long as I can kiss you; please come here." She kneeled at my right side; I watched her red lips approaching to mine; at that moment, some stirrings started in my groins. I felt that my body was trembling only at the thought of kissing her. She put her sweet lips on mine, parted my teeth and her tongue started exploring my mouth; in return, I did the same to her eagerly. I felt a wonderful feeling coming from my groins and to the slit of my penis, it was increasing very fast, I reached out my arms and grabbed her head, but I could not see her face. My body stiffened and I started thrusting up to meet something, the pleasure was overwhelming me. I was moaning and breathing very hard; the peak of my orgasm was very near, so I noticed she wanted to retrieve herself from me, but I was trying to retain her, caressing her hair at the same time. I could not speak, only in a dream can happen such a thing. "Please, please don't go, don't go. I love, I love you." I stopped breathing arched my hips up still grabbing her head. "Ahg!!!" I heard a scream and then awaked up from that fantastic dream. I was grabbing Nick's head meanwhile he was sucking my dick and beating himself. The scream was his at the moment we reached together our strong orgasms. I was sweating and my heart bumping inside my chest. Certainly, I was disappointed but I worshipped my angel to say anything, so I smiled at him in happiness; he scooted himself up and we started caressing, probably with part of my precum still in his lips. "Joss, sorry I couldn't help myself, I watched your lovely cock standing up asking for attention and felt the need to suck it and give us pleasure. I don't know why... but to whom were you pleading not to go?" "Nicks, it was the most wonderful dream I ever had; unfortunately was broken by your scream when your orgasm hit you." "I'm sorry my hawk, I didn't want that." "Oh no Nick, you don't need to be sorry about, the dream came probably due to your sucking my penis." "But to whom were you calling not to go?" I explained all details to Nick, it was easily recorded in my mind; you can perfectly remember a dream if it is broken, that what it is said because that one was grabbed in my mind forever. "And you couldn't see her face?" "No, I couldn't, I think she was the same girl I have seen in other dreams as a princess. You also were enjoying, didn't you." "Oh yes very much; when I watched your prick so hard I could not stop mine doing the same. Remember we are two halves." We started tickling each other. We played naked on the bed for a long time until we were tired of laughing and joking; then Nick said: "Let's go for a shower and a pee session, my bladder is full." "Mine too." We jumped out the bed and raced to the bathroom, our penises were hard erected due to the excitement and the accumulation of urine in our bladders, then Nick suggested: "We'll do in a different way, one pee and the other lead the stream as a fireman using the cock like a hose." "Ok, I'll do first." Nick positioned in front of me, grabbed my cock, and then counted: "One, two, and three. Go." I started peeing, he then directed the stream to my face, I tried to move my head but the rascal followed my moves, so I had to get all pee on my eyes, nose and mouth, I closed them until I finish. "Now it is my turn, I'll show you how a fireman acts to put off flames." I took his thin and long snake. "One, two, and three!" He started to pee with force, I sent the stream to the showerhead, he was engaged watching this, and suddenly I said: "Look! A spider's on the ceiling." Then he looked up trying to locate the spider with his mouth open; at that moment I shot the spray to his face and mouth perfect targeting his open mouth and his urine in it. He spat it. I laughed. "How does it taste Nick?" "You shit!" He grabbed me and we started wrestling. At that moment Mom came: "Come on boys, get showered and down for breakfast, we are going to pay a visit to your grandfather in the city; he is in the hotel and isn't coming to the party, he doesn't feel well." Meanwhile, Peter also was thinking about the coming birthday party. He had not stopped thinking about us, especially about Nick. He had dreamed with him, kissing and having sex with him; he was scared, since up to now never had such thoughts about a boy, only girls were in his mind. However, what was happening to him now? He thought to himself. "I think I love this boy, he is so beautiful... I never felt like this about anyone, why about Nick?" He instinctively was rubbing his cock, and then could not help himself but jerking his dick off. He met his sister downstairs. "Maria, are you ready for the party?" "Peter, in spite of your insisting, I would like not to go, it is now almost four years we have not seen them, we have our own friends, what shall we do there? We don't know anybody and..." Her brother cut off her speech. "Maria, I have a strange feeling that this time will be important." In fact, Peter was only thinking about Nick. A few times he had taken his bike with other friends and had a ride thru that part of the road where we lived; he watched us a little far away playing with other kids in our garden, he wished he could be there with us; he hid his thoughts no telling them to anybody, even to his sister. "Ok Peter, we'll go. At least I'll please Mom and Dad, but I'm sure I'll spend the whole evening playing with little Margaret." She murmured. "Thanks, dear sister." He jabbed her and left. Three or four days before our birthday's day, something had happened in Mother Louise's home. That night she was late engaged in doing some housekeeping work, both children were in bed for three hours before, she heard her daughter Maria screaming: "No, no, please go! Go away!" She approached the bed and watched her daughter was crying, but still asleep "Oh! Thanks, thanks, thanks." She was now mumbling but still sobbing. "Maria! Maria! Wake up. You are having a nightmare, wake up!" Maria opened her deep black eyes still full of tears. "Oh, Mom! It was terrible and so real...!" "What was that?" Mother Louise asked. "I was playing in the park with my friends; suddenly, a very ugly being came flying it gripped me up in his claws and flew high in the skies; he dropped me in a large net in a mountain peak to eat me. However, at that moment a great Hawk came, the same as one we saw in the Natural Museum, but bigger, very big. He started fighting the ugly creature; I was frightened because I thought the result would be the same if the Hawk was the winner." She paused. "It fought strongly but was wounded, and some blood was coming out from one of its wings. The creature screeched very loud and dropped down onto the mountain rocks, it was dead. Then I saw the Hawk posing itself in the edge of the net, I tried to send him away, but he was very big, then he spoke to me in a soft and sweet child voice: "Don't worry pretty girl, don't worry, I'm not mad on you. I have come to save you." Then he turned out to be a beautiful boy with large blue eyes; he wrapped me within his winds and whispered in my ears: "Don't be scared, I'll take you with your Mom." I was thanking him when you woke me up." "That was a nightmare with a happy end, anyway. How was he?" "I could not entirely see his face because he wrapped me in his winds, only his eyes, his hair and dress, and wonderful smell, but now I cannot remember." "You better go back to sleep again, it is late, and I don't want to wake up your brother and Dad. Good night pretty girl." She laughed. Maria cuddled in the bed and drifted to sleep. That was as told by Mother Louise to my Mom. A very much the same dream was repeated next night. She was a princess and had been kidnapped by the ugly creature, this time the Hawk also won the battle but he was seriously injured. He landed and immediately became himself into that beautiful boy; he was bleeding from his chest and was lifeless. She also was able to convert into an eagle. Watching the boy so wounded, she took him to his palace; laid him down on the bed and started licking and cleaning the boy's wounds with her own tears. He was so handsome that she could not help but kiss him on the now white lips. She then realised that the pretty boy was dead, he had given his life to save her; she loved him, why, why is he dead? She expressed her grief by a loud scream. "No, please no!!!" "Maria, Maria are you having again a nightmare?" It was her brother Peter that shook her to wake her up. Her face was full of tears and her eyes red. "Oh Peter, sorry, it was so real..." Her mother had heard the scream and entered the room. "What has happened? I have heard a loud yell." "Nothing Mom", Peter said, it is Maria's nightmare again." "How do you feel Maria? Are you ok? If this is going to be repeated we must take you to the doctor." "I'm ok Mom, it is only a dream, this will soon be over, I suppose; if it continues I'll tell you." She cuddled herself and went back to sleep. She did not explain her dream and the dreams she was having since a couple of months back, always with the same boy but in different situations; however for the first time she appeared as an eagle and saw him clearly, his curly hair, his large blue eyes and lashes, and his lovely white chest. He was so cute, so handsome... "I hope I'll have a nice dream and not so bad." She thought. Back to our birthday, my Dad had covered the swimming pool, being firstly emptied, building a removable cover to use as a dancing platform for children. A catering company was in charge of all the necessary stuff to eat and drink, so we came soon from the city after having lunch with grandpa. We opened the house to employees that used the gym in the basement as a store. Around 8:00 pm the guests started to arrive with their children; the sun was already behind the trees, so it was a wonderful evening. Mom then told us: "Boys, please go upstairs and get duly dressed for your celebration. Each dress is in your respective rooms; the one that you chose." They had given us their presents during the morning. So we raced upstairs. Mine was a silk shirt and fine cotton shorts light creamed colour, as Mother Louise said, "white coffee", but I liked that colour. Trousers were not like now; shorts were properly shorts up to midway between the groin and the knee, so the major part of our thighs was exposed. Now, watching those old pictures taken by Dad, I see what beautiful boys we were, rounded bodies, not fatty, and strong legs still not showing any signals of the coming puberty, in spite of our sports activities. Nick's dress was two different colour pieces, a silk sea blue shirt and white fine cotton shorts, no laces, no ties, we hated that. Nick finished and came to our room. Certainly, the blue was an excellent option; it made a great contrast with his almost white blond hair; he was beautiful! When I watched him, I could not help myself: "Nick, you are the most beautiful being in the world, I don't think there is another gorgeous boy like you." He said nothing; instead came to me; grabbed my face and kissed me on the lips. "Joss, you can't see yourself; your black curly hair, those beautiful eyes in the centre of your brown face is the greatest beauty I ever watched, my lovely Hawk. Let's go downstairs." "Hey Nick, what's about a little perfume from Dad's?" "Good idea." Immediately we rushed to our parents' bathroom and took a little bit of perfume, a very small drop. Finished, we went down to present ourselves to Mom for inspection. She had a look on us, corrected something, and smelled. "My little men are ready; please do not break many hearts tonight." We smirked and went out. Many children were already there, all gave us congratulations; Alfred and Jim came to us like special friends that they were, Jim said: "Congratulations boys." Approaching me he whispered: "Don't jerk off too much, otherwise that beautiful face of yours would fade out." I blushed at the same time I stared at Alfred that also blushed. Then I quickly reacted. "Thank Jim..." Slowing my voice, I continued "...for the advice, we have much time to do that." He left us, and then Alfred in a whisper said: "Sorry Joss, I don't know how he knows that. You look beautiful." We continued in a low voice: "Thanks, Alfred, you don't need to worry about, I'm sure he is jacking himself off a couple of times every day." Nick noticed our whispers and asked: "What's going on your whispers?" "Jim's advising we should not jack off many times." Nick blushed, so now we all three best friends were completed. I heard Mom calling us: "Joss, Nick, please, go around the house and open Louise the back gate, they want to park their car inside, and she forgot her keys." We both rushed to the back of the house, unlocked the heavy iron gate, Nick opened the right slide and I did the left one. Once the car was inside we proceed to close them again; when finished we sprinted to hug Mother Louise, she came out of the car saying: "Congratulations my little men!" She gave us a kiss, I knew since a long time that I had her preferences in spite she never told me or appeared to make any distinction, especially when Nick was present, but I heard once she telling Mom that she loved all family but I was, she said, "her right eye." I did not understand that but I felt her affection at every moment. She preferred me because in such a way I was her son. Maria and I were the same age, only six months difference. Mother Louise looked after me and did housekeeping when I was a baby meanwhile Mom and Dad were at work. She came also with her baby, so at nourish time she fed Maria from a milk bottle and me from her breasts as I have already explained like if we were twins, that's what we call a "milk mother." Normally a woman keeps that feeling for a long time and part of her love goes to that child. I liked that and probably in those moments, the idea to become a doctor to look after children dawned in my self. When I separated from her, the rest of the family was coming out from the car. I turned to greet John, but something stacked me down again to the grass, like in the dream. That white dress! That velvety band! That beautiful hair and lovely face! My God!!! I stared at her, and she looked at me. Firstly, my face blushed to remind me of my dream, and then changed to the white of shyness, my mouth agape. That was too much to bear. I ran away into the house and dropped myself on one of the two large couches in the living room, where we always sat to watch TV cuddled with Mother Louise when Dad and Mom were away at work. My heart was beating so strong that I thought it would go out from my chest. To describe the complete situation we must come back to where Mother Louise and her family were. There were two different situations: Maria and myself and Peter and Nick. I'll describe first the surprise that affected to Nick. Peter eagerly wanted to meet Nick again; however, Nick ignored this, so, after greeting John and Mother Louise he turned around and saw Peter. "You!!!" He was taken aback when he discovered a handsome boy close to 12 y/o that he could not imagine. He did not recognise Peter; he was so changed..., besides he was the same boy that helped him in the soccer match some weeks back. "Yes me, Nick; sorry for our unfair play." Responded Peter in his still childish voice still not affected by the coming puberty. They stared at each other; Nick watched that pretty face and those dimples on his face. Peter watched the boy with whom he had dreamed many times, intense blue eyes, rounded face and wonderful blond lank hair to his temples. "What a beautiful angel he is!" He thought as something tingled in his chest. They hugged tightly. Peter felt a stirring in his groins as he touched Nick. Instinctively he kissed Nick's hair; Nick felt the kiss and returned it, kissing Peter on the cheeks; both blushed and understood that something more important than friendship had dawned between them. Mother Louise knew that something strange was happening, Maria had also blushed when she saw me, and then scared, hugged her Mom around the waist, she started mumbling: "Oh, Mom is he, is he!!!" "Is he, who Maria? Please, please tell me." John, Nick, and Peter were amazed, and then John said: "What's going on? What's that? "Maria, please tell us, is he, who?" Mother Louise asked, all of them expecting the answer. "Mom, Joss is the boy of my dreams, the one who saved me from the bad creature in my dream." Nick quickly connected both dreams. Was it possible? "Maria, those were only dreams." Mother Louise said and continued: "Unfortunately dreams have nothing to do with reality." "I don't know Mom, but the same voice, same hair, and what I cannot forget, the same blue eyes of a hawk. It is he, no doubt." Nick was smirking and Mother Louise noticed that. "Ok, let's go inside." Now staring at Nick, she added: "You little rascal, I bet you know something about Joss' run, don't you?" Nick blushed to remember how and where he knew about it, his groins stirring inside. "It is better than Joss tells you." "Let's go inside." They found me still on the couch, my heart beating hard. When I saw them I stood up and hugged Mother Louise, she hugged me back and tenderly caressed me. "Joss dear, what's happened to you?" I turned and saw Maria close to me, she stared at me and both deeply flushed again but for a distinct problem; then stammering, I said: "I... I saw her in my dreams; same dress, same velvety band, and the same be... be... beautiful hair; and what I can't forget the same large deep black eyes." I was redder than a beetroot, scared that Mother Louise asked me about my dreams. John and Peter started laughing. Peter said with laugh again: "You are under the same star. Congratulations Joss! Nick, let's go outside and have some fun." Then, John that felt all was a question of dreams said: "Now, since there isn't any explanation to human nature, we should leave things as they are and don't interfere." I was relieved. Mother Louise understood she could not do anything, let alone to find out why we dreamed about the same person. It was near four years that we had not met, so as her husband said, it is better to leave things as they were. She got up and left us alone. I glanced at Maria. "Maria, you were beautiful in my dreams, but now that I see you in real, you are even prettier." She blushed. "I would recognise your voice, your hair, and especially your eyes as those of the hawk that saved me from the ugly creature." When I heard that I jumped on my seat, she noticed that. "What's that Joss?" "It is nothing. Can you tell me your dream?" She flushed a little and proceeded to tell me that entire wonderful dream. "It was nice, wasn't it?" "Yes, now it seems beautiful, but I was very scared. Why did you almost jumped when I mentioned the hawk?" "Can you keep a secret, Maria?" She looked at me with those deep black eyes. "Of course I can, you can tell me anything, I'll keep forever; I swear it." "You don't need to swear, I'm sure of that, besides it is important for me but perhaps it is a silly thing for you." "I don't think so, please go ahead." "Maria, neither your Mom nor mine knows anything about it. Between Nick and I there isn't any secret. We love each other very much; we do things together; we help each other on everything; and I call him "my angel", because I find him as beautiful as those angels on the paintings in the Museum; in turn he calls me "his hawk", that's why I was so surprised, that's only between him and me, and now you." She deeply looked into my eyes: "Thanks for trusting me; I'll never disclose that, unless you tell me to do so. By the way, you didn't tell me your dream." I went red. I was embarrassed and did not want to cheat her, so I tried to overcome the problem postponing it for a better occasion. "Maria I'll tell you some other day; let's go outside, it isn't so important now that I'm with you. Dreams are dreams as your Dad says; now reality is much better. I took her hand; she got a little red and then she pressed to mine, too; then we went out together. Mon and Mother Louise were chatting, they stared at us and commented: "It seems that those dreams have come true." "I hope so." Mom said. We were hand clenched when Alfred came accompanied by a lovely blond; I knew her because she also was in our school but in a different grade, she was more or less Maria's age. He approached me: "Joss, will you excuse me this evening? I have to entertain this beautiful girl; I can see you are in good company." "Ok Alfred, you are excused and more than justified, I'll see you later before you go, hope you enjoy the evening." He thanked and in a minute, he vanished. CHAPTER 6 ---------------- My Dad had hired the services of a university student's band to entertain the evening; they were very glad because knew my father used to pay well. The singer had a nice voice and was singing most of at the time popular songs; we were dancing together, well dancing... I would say not exactly, just hands by hands, staring each other and following the music. It was close to 9:00; and at 9:30 would be the tart ceremony; then I said: "Maria, what about if we go inside and seat down in the living room's couch?" She looked at my eyes trying to find out something; however, as she told me Sometime later, she only watched love in my hawk gaze. "Ok, let's go." Hand in hand, we sat down; at that moment, we watched Nick and Peter rushing upstairs, they greeted us while they were passing by and continue their way. When we were sitting down I could not see anything but Maria, I felt a stirring in my guts going to my penis, I was scared that she noticed my dick was getting hard, so I mounted my left leg on the couch so that I could partially conceal my erection. She also sat down facing me with both legs on the sofa so I could see her knees and half of her lovely thighs. They were strong and apparently smooth, my mind raced to want touching them. I did not want that, I was not seeking or thinking about sex, but my contact wit her made my body to react in a different way as my mind did. I could hear my heart beating in my chest, with our hands entwined and looking at those deep black eyes I could not help but say: "Maria, I... I... love you." She flushed but I think she was not surprised. I extended my left hand and placed my forefinger on her lips, then, I continued. "Please don't say anything if you don't want it, but..." Now I see how sincere my declaration was. I retracted my hand and this time I took hers from her lap touching her thigh. An electric discharge of anxiety and butterflies came thru all my body. That half-minute seemed like a century to me. She kept silence and then her answer came as from the heavens: "Joss, are you sure that you love me? Only a couple of hours ago we were practically strangers to each other, in spite we were so close and have met many times." "Maria, I love you; please don't argue about the past." I was near starting to sob, my eyes blurred because I thought she was to reject me. She understood my anguish and leaving our clenched hands, took my cheeks between her soft hands, and looking into my eyes, she kissed me on the lips. It was a kiss of pure love between two children. "Joss, even if it was ten minutes ago that I found you, I love you too. Since I saw you in my dreams, four months ago, I haven't stopped feeling something special for you. I have thought a lot because Mom and my friends always said that dreams never come true, but I have found you, not as a prince, but as a true real boy." I could not resist that explosion of joy in my heart; I hugged her tightly against my chest and with my mouth on her left ear I whispered. "I love you very much. I like those deep black eyes; your hair I..." She softly and tenderly broke our hug. "I love you my hawk. What is supposed we should do now?" I looked at her carefully and then I kissed those lovely dimples on her cheeks: "Maria, I wanted to kiss these dimples since I started watching them on my dreams." She then took my face between her hands and kissed my eyes one after other. "I too wanted this." My body shook from top to toe as she kissed my eyes, my cock was very hard, then I added: "We can do anything that you want Maria. I would like to go outside and shout out to the whole world: I love Maria!! I love Maria!! I would like that everybody knew this." "Probably you and I would do, my Hawk, but we must be realistic." "What's about if we say it to our parents, now that they are all together? She thought for a moment. "No. This will be our secret, otherwise, everyone will start gossiping about it and I want you for me only; perhaps some other girl will feel jealous and try to get you away from me. No, we'll keep it secret." Hearing this I could not behave in a different way, I grabbed her lovely face between my hands and I kissed her in the lips tenderly. As Nick had taught, me, I put my tongue thru her lips, parted them, and met her tongue. She was a little bit surprised but found it so good that she responded in the same way; however, I noticed how his body trembled. This was our first long truly kiss. She, a little bit surprise stared at me. "Who has taught you to kiss like this? Did you kiss any other girl before me?" "Maria! This is the first time I ever kissed a girl, it is my first kiss of love; you can believe me. Who taught me? You may not believe it, Nick did, who taught him? It is a mystery; he did not disclose it to me. Do you want me to call him? You may ask him." She then looked into my eyes. "No, I believe you and I'll always believe you, your eyes cannot cheat me." "Did you like it?" She felt embarrassed. "Yes, I did. I never thought a kiss could be so wonderful, I felt something in my guts, like butterflies, and I started quivering." Still, with our hands entwined, I responded to her. "I have noticed that. Shall we repeat it again? I would be the whole night kissing you, Maria." "I would do the same, but you should remember that today is your birthday and you must attend your guests during the party." "Maria, what's about telling all about our love to our parents? Are you sure that you don't want to tell them? I cannot lie, if Mother Louise ask me I won't be able to deceive her, she'll find out if she proposed it, it would be very hard for me to lie." "I know that, do you think that I'm not aware of that? I'm in the same situation as you are. Let's keep it secret and we'll see. Ok?" "Yes, my imperial eagle." She then grinned showing those lovely dimples on her cheeks in its full deepness and gave me a peck on my right cheek. "Let's go outside, it is 9:15 and the tart ceremony is coming." At that moment a beautiful little doll named Margaret, my sister, came running to where we were sat down, she jumped on my lap: "Jossy, who is this girl? She is very pretty." "Margaret, she is... she is Maria; don't you remember her? Of course, not; you were too little to remember. She is Mother Louise's daughter. If you don't tell anyone I'll tell you a secret." Her eyes sparkled. "I won't tell even Nick and Mom, I promise, nor anybody." "Ok, I love Maria, she is my girlfriend." She expected something more important. "Oh that isn't a great secret, I also love you, but now I love Maria." She left me and jumped on Maria's lap and in her pitchy little voice as pleading she said: "Maria, will you love me as Jossy does?" "More than he does; little princess." Margaret smiled and hanging from Maria's neck, she hugged her. "Oh I forgot; Mom is calling you to come into the garden." We looked each other; laughing and hand-in-hand we went out to the dancing platform; it seemed ages that we were gone. Then something came into my mind. "Maria, please, wait here a couple of minutes, I have to do something." Then she lovingly whispered on my ear: "Too soon you start leaving me alone." I pressed her hand and I went to where the band was. At that moment, the young singer was sipping some lemonade. "Excuse me, may I ask you for a song?" "Sure, it is your birthday young man, what is it?" "Have you heard that song "Maria" from the movie "West Side Story"? "I love that film, I have watched it three times, and I bought the record. We made some rehearsals but still we do not have it in perfect shape." "Never mind, please do your best; that would be enough, thanks in advance." "You are welcomed, boy." I went to meet Maria, and then the band resumed its activity, the singer thru the loudspeaker said: "I have been asked for a beautiful song, but it is not yet fully completed in the rehearsal, so please we ask for your pardon in advance, I hope you like it. The music started the first compasses and immediately the singer started: ""The most beautiful sound of the world I ever heard, Maria!" "Maria, Maria I just met a girl named Maria..."" When Maria heard that last sentence she flushed, stared at me and in a whisper she said: "You promised me to keep it secret and now you are spreading it to the four winds." I grinned. "It is only a song, I didn't compose it." She pressed my hands; I stared at Mom and Mother Louise that were not far away from us. They were laughing tilting their heads from one side to other suspecting the truth. We left Nick and Peter when we were declaring our love. Nick and Peter hand in hand went into his room, not "ours", then Nick shut the door; Peter turned to Nick a little bit embarrassed, they had been talking in the party and have decided to continue chatting in a more private surrounding, Nick stared at Peter and observed the bulge in his short. "Peter, you have a bonner. Why?" Peter looked at Nick embarrassed and stammering said: "I, I don't know Nick. I felt that when you took my hand, you... are, you... are so cute... I have thought a lot about you since I took your hand during the soccer match." He blushed and continued: "I... I... don't know what is happening to me, but from that day I jerk off only thinking on you. Nick stared at him with those bright deep blue eyes that melted anything; he lay on his bed and on his back: "Mine is also rock hard Peter, those dimples you have on your face when you laugh make you so beautiful that I could not help but bringing you here." Nick was now on the bed exposing his around white thighs that focused Peter's look. Nick noticed that and continued: "You can touch me anywhere Peter; I'll love that." Peter was amazed but he soon felt the tingling in his loins. "But someone could catch us and tells everybody; I'm scared of that." Nick jumped up and locked the door, lying again on the bed. He motioned Peter to approach. "You don't need now to worry about, no one can enter this room, and you can do whatever you like." Peter still was confused, then Nick started to unbutton his shirt, but Peter reacted thinking on what many times he had fantasized he would do if he has an opportunity like this. "Please stop Nick, I'll do myself. You stay on the bed; I want my dreams to come true." He proceeded to unlace the shoes one by one. After that, he continued slowly caressing Nick rounded calves and knees; after passing the knees, he was rubbing the thighs. Peter was breathing hard and slowly moaning in pleasure touching what he always had wanted and dreamed so much about this beautiful boy. His penis was disturbing him very much; he approached the beginning of the shorts and introduced both hands up until he touched Nick underwear. Nick was in an ecstasy wanting Peter to be quicker and release him stroking his dick. He was rock hard. Peter proceeded to grab with both hands balls and cock. He could not resist more, immediately retrieved his hands, unzipped Nick's fly and dragged the underwear and shorts down to Nick heels. He kneeled on the bed, with one hand stroking Nick and with the other unbuttoning the shirt. He massaged all chest and the tiny nipples enjoying the moment watching that beautiful face under him. Instinctively he placed his lips on Nick's and started kissing him passionately; Nicks opened his mouth meeting Peter's tongue. Nick unbuttoned Peter shirt and started exploring and caressing his back, Peter softly moved back himself. "Nick, hold a minute." He put away the rest of Nick clothes and immediately he undressed, his cock was as hard as never before. He started again kissing Nick; suddenly he turned and straddled Nick in a 69 position engulfing Nick's lovely cock and balls in his mouth. Nick moaned in pleasure; in front of him, a couple of centimetres away, Peter's dick was full of energy and waiting for him to suck it. Nick eagerly dropped that pole and started frenetically sucking it, taking any drop of precum from his friend. One minute later, both bodies stiffened, they stopped sucking and breathing, both at the same time with a loud groan: "Oh, God!!!" "Ahg!!!" The sound came from Peter's throat that was the first time someone had sucked his cock and himself sucking another boy's. "Ahg!!!" It came from Nicks, "This... this... was... so good!" Nick could articulate, still not recovered. Both gasping for air but continued sucking each other until their dicks were near limp; then Peter returned to his original position and collapsed near Nick on his right arm. "That was wonderful Nick, I have jerked off my prick many times, but the pleasure never was 10% compared with this, you are so beautiful... Thanks for letting me..." "Peter, do you think you are silly? I have enjoyed it as much as you, that was neat, pretty good, and we have to repeat it again but without any hurry. Please clean your precum with that towel and dress, it is 9:15 and at 9:30 is the tart ceremony." They quickly dressed, combed their hair, and raced down to the garden; at that moment, the band was playing "Maria" from the movie "West Side Story." Then Nick said: "Tomorrow is Sunday, and we have nothing to do, except to hang around, what if I ask Mom you sleepover here? We could have fun all together. Mom and Dad normally go to play tennis with their friends and come back around 10:30, so we have much time to do things together." "That would be great, but what's about Joss and Margaret?" "Joss is crushed with Maria, don't you hear the song? And Margaret never gets up before 10:00 am. Joss and I must look after her until they come from the tennis club, so I'll put the clock bell at 9:45 just in case we sleep late. We must wait until the last moment, don't say anything yet, otherwise, Mother Louise may argue, in the last minute we can press her." "Nick, you are a naughty and fucking clever boy," Nick smirked satisfied. "Be careful with that word when moms are present, they don't like it. Sometimes I have to shut my mouth when it is coming out." "I know that." The band finished playing "Maria" and everybody cheered up the band, especially Maria and I. She stared at me lovingly. "Thanks, Joss; that was wonderful, I'll always remember that song as ours." I melted for my girl, Nick was absolutely right; I was crushed on Maria. In five minutes, all garden lights went off and a big tart on a trolley was coming from the basement with two sets of candles, on one side 11 and on the other 10. The band started playing "Happy birthday to you" with a focus light on Nick and me; I tried to drag Maria, but she refused. "It is your birthday, not mine. C'mon, ask for a wish." With Mom and Dad behind us and all our friends, we prepared to blow out the candles. I stared at Maria, "one, two, and three." We blew out and candles were extinguished. Kisses and congratulations came from all sides, firstly from Mom, Dad, and Margaret, after Mom Louise, John, Peter and finally my love Maria, but only a peck. The Maitre started to cut the pie with some pictures, I took two parts and Nick took another two, he and Peter ran together disappearing. The party continued. Around 10:00, the guests started to thanks and saying good-bye. At 10:30 everybody was gone except Maria's family; all workers started to clean the garden and to restore, when possible, to the original situation. Both families were sat down on the couches, and then Mother Louise said: "It has been a great day my children." Nick and I cuddled beside her and kissed once more. Then Nick addressed Mom and Mom Louise: "I want to ask for a favour to your four." All were taken aback except me that I imagined it, and emotionally I was thanking Nick because that night I needed to be alone to think all about that wonderful day: 23rd May 1974; then Mother Louise said: "Today I can't deny you anything, what's it?" Mom also said the same, and then Nick said: "Tomorrow is Sunday and Peter and I would want to play here and do things together. Would you please let him overnight here? My room has two beds so there is not any problem." Silence, then Mom said: "You know that you and Joss have to look after Margaret meanwhile we are out for tennis, don't you?" "Sure, I know that Mom." Then she asked: "Joss, do you have any argument? Fathers?" "Oh no, no," I said. The same reply from John and my father. "Ok, in that case, granted." She continued: "In the little yellow box in the main bathroom there is an extra new toothbrush for Peter, tomorrow he can wear any of your clothes, he's the same size as you are." Mother Louise knew she had been trapped, so she could not say anything. Nick and Peter cheered joyfully; they kissed everybody. When Peter was kissing his sister, in a whisper he said to her: "I told you this would be a great day, I was right." Maria blushed remembering the events thru the evening; she said nothing but stared at me. They said good nights and flew upstairs. When they disappeared, we stood up. "It's late." Mother Louise said. "Today has been a long day; so let's also go." My heart swelled in pain because Maria was leaving and I did not know when I could see her again; however, love always finds a lane. We were in our way to the car, adults were chatting, we retarded, and in questions of seconds, we kissed on the lips. "How can I see you tomorrow? I can go on the bike to the village." "I'll be around 12:00 in the Park's far corner; there is an ice-cream shop, wait in there." I pressed her hand and she returned me the pressing. They all went inside the little car, but this time mother and daughter on the back seat, mother always so clever! They started and the car went out, we closed the gate and went into the house. Workers were cleaning the garden and Dad went to have a look. While the car was running to the village, it was not too far away, Maria cuddled in her Mom lap, and without looking at her she said: "Mom, Joss is a very handsome boy, isn't he?" "Yes, sure he is, but he is a man." Maria was too young to understand the hidden meaning of her mother's answer, so she insisted again: "But he's very handsome." Mother Louise stared at her daughter with love and sighed. "Yes, he is." CHAPTER 7 ---------------- Mom and I sat down again on the couch, I laid down on my back with my head on her lap, she started caressing my hair; I liked that very much; especially when Nick was not around to disturb us or interfere. "Mom, Maria is a beautiful girl, isn't she?" "Oh! Yes, sure she is. She'll become a wonderful woman." I sighed. "Be careful with that little heart that is in your chest; sometimes he betrays his master." I stared at her: "Thanks, Mom, you are great! I'll go to bed." I went to the bathroom for a last pee and brush my teeth. I approached the window on the corridor, I could hear my brother, and Peter giggles in their joy. They had rushed upstairs. "Firstly, let's go for a pee and brush our teeth." Both could see each other and their cocks inflamed with passion. They quickly finished and entered Nick's room. He locked the door, then Peter took his hands and looked into those lovely blue eyes, Nick made the same; both boys staring each other in silence looking into the eyes, suddenly at the same time both went into a hard embrace. Peter started rubbing Nick back with a hand and his blond hair with the other. Nick did the same to Peter. Then without breaking the hug, Peter said: "I love you, Nick, I did since the very moment I saw you during the soccer match." "Oh Peter, I do to you, but you also like girls, will you prefer me?" "I liked girls until I saw you my little blond, I never thought I would have anyone like you, my heart is yours, Nick." They tenderly broke the hug. Nick looked into those deep black eyes and those dimples he liked so much, then approached their lips and kissed passionately in a long kiss. "I fully believe you, Peter." "I want you, Nick, I'm mad about you, I think my cock would eat you without hurting a single hair." Nick grinned with Peter's occurrence. Peter started undressing, but Nick said: "Please Peter, I'll do myself." He dragged Peter to the bed and laid him down on his back. Nick eagerly wanted to take Peter's cock in his hands and mouth, so he went quickly taking everything off Peter until he was naked, his cock claiming to be caressed. Then Peter said: "I'm more eager to take your meat within my mouth than you, but if we go step by step we'll enjoy a lot more, now it is my turn. Please lay on your back on the other bed; I'll do what I have dreamt since I watched you." He looked at Nick's white rounded legs, and like two hours before, he started firstly taking off shoes; now the socks, slowly he kissed both feet sucking the big toe of each foot, at the same time rubbing with his left hand both thighs. Nick was breathing hard only wanting he went quicker, his penis was rock hard under his underwear and he started rubbing it. "Please Nick, don't jerk yourself off, I'll do the job, I want you to enjoy the strongest orgasm that you ever had." "Ok, but my little brother is in jail, he wants freedom." "I'll look after him just in one minute." He resumed his task, now caressing the smooth calves, once he reached the around knees Peter licked and kissed them, but his preferences were Nick's white thighs. Many times Peter had seen those white parts on other boys playing soccer and he fantasized what he would do if he had them without being hurried up. He rubbed them with his palms slowly introducing both hands under the shorts until he reached the underwear; he returned and started licking carefully the interior of both legs, and Nick spread them in order to give Peter better access. Nick was breathing hard and gasping; he was close to his orgasm. "Nick, please raise your legs." Peter took off Nick's shorts and underwear releasing his cock; he licked up starting from the balls, and then he engulfed entirely his friend's pack, sucking up and down. Nick could not resist so many caresses, his body got rigid and his breath stopped arching his hips to meet Peter's mouth, he put his hands on top of Peter's head and pushed it hard down at the moment his dry orgasm hit him with a loud groan. "Oh! Hag!!!, Oh... my... god!!!" He was breathing hard quickly to recover himself. "I couldn't wait..." Then Peter laid on top of Nick, his dick between Nick's thighs, he started rubbing it up and down topping with Nick's ball sack; Peter excited said: "I... have... have... not... finished yet, you... you... still need a... new release." Peter also needed a release. Nick half-incorporated dragged Peter from his butt cheeks to his chest; then he engulfed the whole cock and balls in front of his face. Peter gasped for air starting fiercely humping Nick's mouth. His eyes were closed, sweating in a high pleasure. Nick continued absorbing Peter cocks, suddenly Peter stopped breathing, pushed his hips forward and a low scream came from his throat: "Oh!!! My... my... god!!!, this... is... too much." He gasped for air. "I thought I could hold myself until I finished with your second feeling, but it was impossible." Nicks grabbed his friend's head and brought to him kissing tenderly Peter. When they released the kiss, Peter said: "I love you Nick, my blue." "I love you too, my dimples." Now with smile, he continued: "You did very well, now you can continue, you are fully satisfied with exploring me, but I think you should wait ten minutes to resume it." Peter did not want to wait; their young nature refilled again and was ready to continue. He started where he left; licking and kissing Nick's groins, he progressed to the crotch and navel, until he reached the little around nipples. With his left hand, he continued slowly jacking off Nick's dick and now started passionately licking and sucking the nipples. Nick was trembling, his dick was again ready to explode, but Peter progressed, now each side of the neck licking and sucking both earlobes, finally, he returned to the face and their mouths joined gain. Laying on his right side, he turned and again started strongly sucking Nick's meat in a 69 position. Nick eagerly took Peter cock. Within a few minutes, both boys started breathing hard and gasping thru their nostrils. They did not stop until their bodies tensed and arched to reach the deepest into each other mouth, as the greatest dry orgasm hit their young crotches and penises at the same time with a muffled groan. They collapsed side by side, now fully satisfied in pleasure. After Some time, Nick said: "It was great Peter, very neat." "Sure it was, now my dreams have come more than true." Then looking into Nick's bright blue eyes Peter continued. "I'll love you, Nick, forever. I don't mind if they call me queer, fag, or whatever they want." Both kissed and continued. Nick dragged Peter's body in a strong hug, chest-to-chest, nipple-to-nipple, and dick-to-dick, their leg mixed as a sole body. Nick and Peter separated, they looked each other, and then Nick innocently said: "I believe that queer is something dirty. We are not doing dirty things, we only like each other, and do things together, have fun, have sex, why we cannot say that?" "Because adults think that those things we like and enjoy aren't good, this is a consequence of our society, so we have to say nothing to anybody, only we'll do whatever we like and keep it for us secretly, that's all." "But Joss knows everything about me, we have no secret between us, even sometimes I had sex with him." "Did you?" "Oh yes. I have to recognize that he is not eager to do things as you do; even I know he's reluctant to suck my dick. He only does things because we love each other very much; so we can trust him. He likes girls, as you well know and we noticed today, I think he has fallen in love with your sister Maria. Let's sleep, tomorrow we'll get up around 9:00 after Mom and Dad leave for tennis, we'll finish this sleepover with some fun in the bathroom." They drifted to sleep. Nick was on his right side and cuddle behind Peter. A few minutes later with his hard prick inside Peter's legs he murmured: "I love you, Peter." "I love you too, Nick." They closely hugged and a couple of minutes later they were hard asleep. I was wakeful lying on the bed still fully dressed, except shoes, with my stare on the ceiling replaying in my mind what the day had brought to me, and how happy I felt when Maria kissed me at the moment I thought was being rejected. What silly I was! What a wonderful girl Maria was!! She is so pretty!! A tingling sensation was stirring my groins and even my cock started to grow erect when I remembered the kisses. I started to think about the future, especially tomorrow, what would she do? What would happen if she is not there or Mother Louise does not allow her to go? I relaxed but continued thinking and thinking on projects and things we could do together, my dick now was quiet as the stream of love swept me all thru my mind. It was late and the lights still on, Mom found strange to see lights still on, she thought I might have forgotten to put them off, so she entered and found me still unsleeping. "Joss my son, are you still awake?" "Yes Mom, I'm sleepless. I'm just thinking about all the wonderful things of today. It has been a great day." Mom looked at me; she careful caressed my hair and my face. "I have the most handsome boy in the world." She started undressing me until I was on my underwear, she caressed me again, then she continued: "But this little body also needs some rest, love is not enough, now to sleep." She kissed me goodnights and left. Does she know about my love for Maria? I wondered. That night I had a beautiful dream; in part, it was a repetition of those I had about Maria. We were together hand in hand, she was a princess dressed in a beautiful pink veil, I could guess her features thru the veil; I was a prince myself, but now I could see completely her face. I tenderly hugged her, she became herself a beautiful eagle, and I did into a hawk. We flew together as the only couple of the world, we stopped on a high-snowed peak, and we were again persons. "I adore you my beautiful eagle." Then she took my face between her hands and kissed me on the lips. "I do to you, too, my handsome hawk. I have been waiting a long time for you, now no one will separate us." We were again eagle and hawk and were flying as the sun was rising on the horizon that disturbed my eyes, so I tried to protect them, but it was too bright. That awoke me; the morning sun was hitting my face thru the window, I forgot to draw down the blinds last night, it was about 9:00, Mom and Dad, as usual, had already gone for tennis. Margaret was peacefully sleeping and I heard some giggles in the main bathroom, so I peed in the other one. Peter and Nick had awakened up at a quarter to nine: "Come on Peter, it is near 9:00, I need to make some pee." Peter woke up, rubbed his eyes, and took Nick face in his hands pecking lightly his lips: "Good morning my beautiful boy, I also need some relief, my bladder is full, and my dick fully erected." "Mine too, let's go to the bathroom," Nick said jumping naked from the bed. "But we are naked!" Peter argued. Nick giggled. "We don't need to care about; Joss and I use to be naked around the house; Mom and Dad don't mind as far as we remain within the premises." "You are lucky your parents allow you that." They entered the bathroom: "Don't pee yet, we'll play to firemen." "Firemen? What's that?" Nick explained to Peter looking to his erection: "I'm in a house set on fire, a house cannot move, you are the fireman with your hose, so you have to extinguish the fire, we'll do it in the big tub. Let's start, you are now the fire-fighter, fire is everywhere. Help! Help! Someone is shouting." Peter laughed and started shooting his urine onto Nick, to the face, to the hair, to his butt, until he was empty. Then Peter, laughing loudly, motioned as if a real lady were asking for help. "Sorry lady the tank is empty, I can't help you." Nick did more or less the same, both laughing enjoying the play. "Now let's shower here, you'll soap me, and then I'll soap you." "Ok, take that sponge and that bottle of slippery gel." They put water to an appropriate temperature and the showerhead directly to their heads; firstly rinsed until all urine was gone. Nick poured some gel on a sponge and left it aside. He poured some on Peter's head; he rubbed the scalp until all was full of foam. Then started slowly soaping Peter neck and back; at the same time licking the smooth skin. Peter felt Nick's tongue on his skin and sighed as his dick was jerking at every heartbeat. He continued. Now on the butt rounded cheeks, that had a beautiful white line dividing the rest of body tan normally not covered. Peter gasped at Nick touch, especially when he soaped his butt crack; with his hands and between the upper legs, he instinctively arched the legs to give better access to Nick touch. Nick continued, first, one leg and then the other one. He turned Peter around. Before he started, he kissed Peter a long kiss. Both boys were grinding their bodies. Nick stopped and continued soaping the face, neck, and now the chest. At this moment he licked and lightly sucked the little around nipples; continued down to the crotch soaping the ball sack expecting the moment when Nick touched his dick, but he did not, he continued on the legs, toes and foot, finally he went up to his rock hard dick, he grabbed the shaft and delicately soaped all. Peter was on fire: "Nick, please release me, my dick's going to explode" "You have to soap me before, then we'll do anything that we wanted; now your turn," Nick said giggling. Peter started soaping Nick on the other way around, more or less as Nick did to him, when he was on his face Nick closed his eyes to prevent soap in, at this, Peter put a lovely unexpected kiss that Nick accepted with a sigh. He continued licking and sucking Nick's nipples, after the navel. At the crotch, he fondled the ball sack and sucked three or four times the erected penis, the blond boy moaned in pleasure but said nothing. Peter continued the legs and between, then turned Nick around, soaped the legs; leaving the butt cheeks he continued on the neck. Remembering the nice feeling he felt when Nick soaped his butt crack, he put extra soap on his right hand and started massaging the crack and asshole, Nick gasped as Peter touched that sensible part. Peter was behind Nick with his back to the tiled wall, when he finished soaping he reached out to grab Nick cock with his right hand and placed his left one on Nick's hips. His dick was extremely hard and when he was trying to get Nick's, the tip of his cock was at Nick's butt hole. Nick felt that and without being aware, he pushed back against Peter's tool. The soap and Peter precum did the rest. Instinctively Peter made the first push and slid half of his cock inside Nick rectum without any discomfort since their dimensions were more than natural for their prepubescent bodies, he pulled out a little, and in a second thrust, he buried his dick in Nick's guts. A wave of pleasure cursed thru their young bodies. "Oh, that's wonderful, pull, and push harder Peter." Nick said in a cracking and pleasant voice." During a couple of minutes, Peter started humping Nick in and out, helped by Nick's hips moves, at the same time he had grabbed Nick cock stroking it in every move, so he was receiving pleasure in both sides. Their moans and gasps merged in lust as the point of the dramatic orgasm hit both at the same time. "Oh!!! Ahg!!!" Peter gripped himself to Nick with his chin on Nick right shoulder gasping for air. They remained very tight until their knees couldn't support them, as they recovered their breath. "Oh, Nick! What was that? I did not expect anything like this; the feeling was so intense, nothing to compare with what we have done before." "I don't know; I felt your dick on my butt and I could not help pushing back to received it; it touched something inside my guts whenever you made a pull and push move that made me mad." Peter slid himself down lying on his back on the large and wide tub, still inside Nick totally exhausted. Nick turned around, now facing Peter, sat down on his crotch, and started kissing his boyfriend. "I like you a lot, Peter, this was fantastic, I'll do to you next time; you need to know the great feeling in both sides." "I like you too, my boyfriend." Nick laughed. Their cocks now were limp and small, so they broke the embrace, showered and naked went down to the kitchen. Joss was already there preparing his breakfast but with his underwear on. Peter blushed but Joss that noticed that took his underwear off, so he showed him naked altogether: "Sorry Peter, I did not realise that you were in here, we normally hang around naked when we are alone, but you are part of us now. I see that you have had a lot of fun." Peter blushed again. "Thanks, Joss. Yes, we enjoyed a lot together; Nick is fantastic." "I know that Peter, I suppose that with so much fun you are hungry, aren't you." "Yes, at least I am." "Here you are all you need to refill your body. Let's finish having breakfast, put on something and I'll go to wake Margaret up. Dad and Mom still will take an hour to return, and then we'll decide what we are going to do." All three had breakfast restoring the lost energies. Then Nick said: "It is a pity that the swimming pool is empty, but we can play soccer in the annexe, I like that." On reference to the annexe, when Dad built our house he left a land plot of the same extension of that of the house on the backside facing to a new street to be built in the future, but now it could only be accessed from our house. My father fenced it with barbed wire and surrounded with a thick cypress hedge of 2.5 meters high so that it was impossible to see anything from outside. Just in a corner, there was, and still is, a very old and big Holm oak tree that Dad looked after as a baby, the rest of the plot was covered with natural grass. We used this plot to play soccer with our friends and to hang around naked when we were on ourselves in private, so we had a lovely tan without any white line determined by the swimming suit. Everybody thought that this plot was left to be sold later at a very expensive cost, in fact, Dad had many offers about it, but he left that with an aim that we discovered many years later. "I need to go to the village around 12, I'll take the bike." "To the village?" Nick asked. "Yes, to the village; but I want you not to tell Mom or Dad; do you understand?" Nick was amazed, this was the first time that his brother was going to do something without telling him; well, he had not asked about, anyway. Then Peter guessing Nick's thoughts he said: "Don't worry Nick, he is not going to be lost, there is a beautiful place on the Park far end where you can buy lovely ice creams." I noticed the irony on Peter as he guessed all about his sister. "Sure, I need to cool down all the heat that I got during the night, like you." The three started laughing since all knew what was going on, so I continue: "Yes, I'm going to meet Maria, I have fallen in love with her, and I think she also loves me." "You don't need to swear, it can be guessed one hundred kilometres far away." "Do you have any suggestion, Peter?" "No, only that I feel very happy about it; the problem now is how to get you together as much as possible, I suppose that's what you want, isn't it? If you need my help, you can count on it anytime." "Thanks, Peter, let's see how things go on." I looked at those gorgeous naked children and said: "Now if you want to continue as in the paradise, please go to the annexe and enjoy in there, I'm going to wake Margaret up and give her the breakfast; I don't want Mom to be mad on me, just in case she finds out about me going to the village." Nick and Peter put on some shoes, took a ball, and went to play soccer in the annexe. After more than an hour, they were having a shower near the pool; five minutes later they were back in shorts, just in time Dad and Mom returned from tennis. CHAPTER 8 ---------------- I pedalled to the village; I knew the park very well. Let us know what was going on Maria's mind. She had had a very similar dream as I had, so she was also eager to see me; however, as it was Sunday she had to find an excuse to go out for a couple of hours. Her friend Elisa came as every Sunday to pick her up to go to the church. Normally the girls did not enjoy the mass, it was only used as an excuse to see other friends, gossip about boys and play in the park, so she said to Mother Louise: "Mom I'm leaving for the church, after the mass we'll go to the park to play." "Ok Maria, but don't be late." "Don't worry; we'll be here around 1:00 pm." As soon as they were alone on their way to the church Elisa said: "Maria, you look happier than ever before, your eyes spark; which is the cause of such happiness?" Maria looked at her best friend. "Elisa, I found him; he isn't a prince, as I'm not a princess, he's real, even cuter than in my dreams." Elisa was astonished, her mouth agape. "Really? Is it possible?" "Yes, and you saw him before I did." Still more surprised Elisa argued: "Me? Are you sure?" "Yes, you told me that you saw a very handsome boy, to be exact, you saw his brother Nick, the blond one: Joss, this is his name, was on the opposite side during the soccer match, do you remember?" "Oh! I see." Maria told Elisa all about our encounter the previous day, of course, omitting those beautiful moments that only belonged to us forever. Then Elisa argued: "And at the first moment, you said "yes" to him when he declared his love to you? Why didn't you resist a little more? Perhaps he could assume that you were an easy girl." "First, Elisa you know me; I'm not a hypocrite. I liked him since I dreamt about him several months ago, besides he asked me in such a way that I couldn't say no." "Yes, I suppose it is very difficult to advise anyone what to do in such circumstances, it is better to follow what your heart says you, even if that may lead to a mistake." They stopped for a moment, and then Maria looked at her friend's eyes: "Elisa nobody, except Joss, can understand me as you do; you are my best friend and I'm proud of it, thanks for your understanding." Maria hugged her friend, and Elisa blushed with such affection. "Maria, your happiness is mine, please always count on me to help you. I suppose you'll need someone in the near future." "Thanks again, I appreciate that." They entered the church and after half an hour, they left after greeting some other friends. "I'll meet him in the park, I need to see him. Will you come? I may introduce you to him." "Do you think is it correct?" "Of course it is, besides you are my best friend." "Ok, let's go." Fifteen minutes later, I was on the spot signalled by Maria; soon I spotted her accompanied by another girl. I jumped up and almost started to run; however, I stopped because I wanted to hug and kiss her just in there; I cooled down. Something the same felt Maria when she saw her handsome Hawk, but she thought those manifestations were to be done in private. When both were together, a single stare was enough to understand the situation. "Hi, Maria!" "Joss this is my best friend, Elisa." Then Elisa said bluntly: "Hi, Joss. Well, I think you have come to meet together and not to start on compliments, so behind that bush, there is a bench that is used by people that are in love, so don't waste your time, we have not much left; if anybody comes I'll whistle you." We went there and as soon as we surrounded the bush we hugged and kissed on the lips. We broke it, sat down on the bench and I hugged her again; with her head on my shoulder, I started caressing her silky hair and his back, she was doing much the same to me; then I took her hands in mine: "Maria, you are beautiful! I spent the whole night thinking about you; I want to be with you, to see you, to do things together. I don't know, I think I'm becoming silly." "Oh my Hawk, do you think I'm marble made? I miss you a lot; I'm thinking about you all the time, what can we do Joss? Only to think I won't see you for the whole week makes me mad. "We must do something to see each other, even if necessary, I'll lie. I never did before but what I want is to stay with you. Peter and Nick will help us." Then she interrupted me. "Do they know...? "They say it is on our faces, if that is true, Mom and Mother Louise will know it immediately. No, I won't lie, I'll tell Mother Louise and Mom to allow us to see each other without needing to hide, we are not doing anything bad or wrong, why can't we do it?" "Oh Joss, do you think is it that the right way? Let's wait until we finish school; the holidays will come in a month time, and then we'll have a lot of time to decide what to do." "Maria it is a long time and you make me mad; I don't know if I'll be able to wait so long." "Only that?" She said with a grin that reflected those marvellous dimples that I liked so much. I kissed her and we hugged." Don't worry my precious boy, we'll be in touch." Then we heard Elisa's whistle, immediately we went into open view with Elisa. "We can rely on Elisa, so we can speak freely without any problem." We thanked Elisa for her help." "But how shall we be in touch?" I asked innocently. "We can use a postman to send us messages." "A postman? A letter would take a whole week!" "No exactly a postman," Maria said. "But a post woman and the message won't need any stamp. Mom will be our courier." "Mom Louise? I think that our love is getting also mad on you; do you expect her to carry our messages?" "Yes I do, but she doesn't need to know she is doing the job. Every day I'll put a message adhered with chew rubber within the rear car bumper. I'll clean the bumper carefully." She continued in a whisper. "Then you can savour my mouth when you put the rubber in yours, you should do the same." That memorable day I thought I could not afford to lose a girl so clever. I pressed her hand and very slow, that only she could hear it, I said: "I love you beautiful." "I love you too, my handsome boy." We laughed, I thanked Elisa for her help; she returned home and I did the same. No one had noticed my absence, except Peter and Nick. The day passed out, the next day was a school day, so we decided to go to bed early. There have been many emotions that weekend and we needed to refill and to think on our tasks in the school; now more than ever before, because final examinations were due to start on a couple of weeks. Before we said goodnights Dad stared at me and said: "Joss, is anything wrong?" "Why Dad? Everything is alright." Mom looked at me, she was with concern in his eyes, but I could not relieve her without disclosing my affection for Maria; I was scared she would ask me something because I could not lie her, so I quickly kissed them and said goodnights. Nick as happy as usual, did the same. When we were in our room upstairs Dad said to Mom: "Nora, Joss has something, I don't know what it is, but he is so silent... he never acted like that being as joyful as he is." "David, our sons are growing up very fast, faster than we would like; he is now 11 and discovering new adventures of life. We shouldn't press him, he'll tell you if he wants so; up to now we brought them up free of spirit, only conditioned by honesty and truth, nothing else; I think that's the best way unless I'm wrong." "No Nora, you are not, we have been very lucky having so good children, but I still see them as my babies and I don't realise they are fast growing up. Well, let's see." I entered my room followed by Nick, I thought he would go to his, but I was wrong. We brushed our teeth, had a pee, etc. and undressed as usually naked. Nick cuddled behind me noticing his dick getting hard, I ignored it, and he embraced me. "I thought you were going to your own room," I said jokingly: "I'm still scared." Then I turned facing his adorable face. He continued but now serious: "Joss I miss you very much." He started quickly kissing me everywhere on my face and rubbing my hair. "I'll be in your bed until you say me to go away or a girl takes my place, at that moment I'll be very happy to give it to her." I interrupted him: "Or until someone is in your bed pleasing you." "Yes, that is another possibility to be added." I laughed and again I turned to my side, we drifted to sleep. The weeks went by very fast; daily I received the message from Maria, and she got my answers and saliva in the chew rubber. Saturday and Sunday came, I escaped to the Park far end we kissed and made projects, the school would end the following week, so we made some projects about how we could see each other once school was over, but something would change them without our intervention. Next Friday Mom said: "We have invited Mother Louise, John and the children for dinner here, we thought first to go to a restaurant, but we also thought that you both, Maria and Peter would prefer here, so please cancel any visit that you may have, we prefer to be reunite like a family." She stressed the word, Maria. What a clever Mom I have!! I thought. I near jumped in joy. Dad watched the scene and stared at Mom, she added: "Children are like that." I rushed upstairs and wrote a quick message to Maria; Mother Louise was preparing herself to leave. While I was chewing the gum, I wrote: ""Dear Eagle, you and your family are coming tomorrow evening for dinner, I just knew it. Please wear that beautiful white dress of yours with the red ribbon. Your Hawk."" I glued the message and went upstairs. Maria picked it up and when she read it went to meet her Mom, with a lovely smile, reached her Mom's neck and kissed her, with such a joy that Mother Louise found strange: "Maria, what's the matter with you? "Nothing." She replied. "Please, have a look into my school qualifications; I'm happy that I won't need to do any homework during the summer." Mother Louise did not believe her daughter, she knew her very well, but she had not any arguments, she thought that something was going on but she did not know. We were sat down on the couch. "Please Nick; take from our backpack the school qualifications; the envelope is sealed for Dad." He delivered the envelope to Dad and Mom, one each, after reading, they crossed smiles of satisfaction. "You have worked hard; therefore you deserve a prize." "Dad I don't need anything special now, but may I reserve the right to ask you about something?" "Same me," Nick said. Dad smiled again. "Probably tomorrow you may get your prize, especially you, Joss; but not all depend on us, so I cannot tell you now." That puzzled me because I did not realise what it could be. Margaret was lying on Mom's lap, she argued: "Dad, I also have good qualifications, will you give me a prize?" "Just now." Taking her on his lap he gave her a sound kiss and hug, she smiled and sighed, and hanging from his neck she kissed Dad back. At that moment, I thought my Dad was the happiest father in the world. We got ready for bed. When we entered my room, I was so glad that I hugged Nick before we undressed. "Nick I'm very happy tonight, Maria and Peter are coming tomorrow, I'll see her in private and I expect from you and Peter to help me. I'm so glad that you can ask me tonight anything." I started undressing; Nick was already naked, and as usual, his cock was erected. "In that case, I take your word. Please, Joss, let's make sex things, I have done nothing properly since our birthday and my cock is asking for some attention." My dick was also erected just to see him and because I had not jerked it off during a few days, so I hugged him; our dicks together starting to eject precum in anticipation. "Ok, we'll do whatever you need; please lock the door and leave only on the nightstand light." I lay on the bed awaiting my angel to satisfy him. Nick locked the door and immediately jumped onto the bed, he straddled me and taking my face between his hands, he gave me a peck on the lips. "I have the best and most beautiful brother that I could have." I could not resist that manifestation and affection, I grabbed his head, and I brought down to my face kissing him. He returned the kiss, but this time passionately, his tongue exploring my mouth and at the same time grinding up and down his body against mine, spreading his and my precum all over our cocks and crotches. Then he started licking and sucking my nipples, he was incredibly efficient because I moaned in pleasure, my breathing getting quicker; he was also moaning in low motion. Now he reached up my ears and sucked the earlobes, his dick was now on top of my navel and mine behind his butt cheeks. He was returning down to lick my chest when he felt my penis practically on the entrance of his asshole; he gasped at the sensation reminding him Peter in the bathroom. He reached back aiming my dick to his hole and pressed back; the slippery pole needed not much effort to enter in the cave, due to the small size of an 11 y/o boy and a normal body of that age. I felt that lovely tightness and pleasure, but I also realise that the boy on top of me was my own brother. Jacking off or kissing was normal, but in this instance, I was fucking my own angel brother! In fact, he was fucking himself but with my dick; so I stopped for a moment: "Nick, do you realise what we are doing? We are fucking! That isn't normal between brothers!" "Why not?" He said in a breaking voice and gasping for air. "We love each other and we enjoy doing sex things that I like; I can't see the difference; besides, you told me to do anything that I wanted, and now I want your dick inside me, because when it is there, reaches something and I feel a strong sensation of pleasure building in me. It is great." "How do you know that?" "Well, incidentally, Peter and I made that in the bathtub, so let's continue." I could not argue with Nick, he always was so convincing..., I only could say: "Ok Nick, but be careful, you can hurt yourself, then all would blame me, no matter what you say." I paused because I felt bad, I had just regretted not to have the strength to say "no" and stop what we were doing, but I immensely loved my little angel and was powerless before him, and the problem was he knew it." "Oh, don't worry; your dick is not big enough to hurt me, besides it is very slippery with precum." He resumed licking me and pushed down again; near the entire dick was inside him, his cock, and ball rubbing my crotch. In spite all my concerns, a wonderful feeling was building up down my loins and rising thru my prick, then Nick straightened up and practically he was now sat down on my crotch with the full length of my cock inside him. He put his hands on my hip and started pulling himself up and down, then in a hoarse voice and stammering he said: "Joss, please, jack me off." I reached down his dick and I cupped it with all my fingers, one-minute o so later, a strong orgasm was approaching me, and I gasped for air. "Nick my dick's going to explode." I think I could not complete the sentence. My body stiffened, my breath stopped and the feeling reached the top of my cock, I could not help but my hips arched, my butt clenched and I took Nick from his waist and pushed him down looking for further penetration inside him. At the same time, Nick was hit by his strong orgasm as my dick touched those sensible parts inside his guts and my previous stimulations on his cock. He tensed and screamed. "Oh!" He fell down exhausted on my chest, sweating with his beautiful face smiling with pleasure, still my prick inside him. When he recovered, said: "Oh Joss that was wonderful, thanks." "I enjoyed it very much, more than ever before, but please, don't ask me to do it again to you, will you promise?" He, without moving on my chest, and almost as a pray innocently said: "I adore you, Joss, are you mad on me?" "No Nick, I'll never be mad on you, you know that; however, I feel very bad myself. We can kiss, hug, jack off, do all this stuff, but not fuck. You can do it with somebody else, with Peter, Alfred... I don't know." "I don't understand you, big bro; you advise me to do it with somebody else but not with whom I like more?" "Nick, I don't advise you to do it, just if you want or need doing it, please don't ask me. I would kill myself if I hurt you." At that moment I was sobbing, I do not know why, but tears came running down to my ears, and he noticed that. "Oh Joss, please don't cry, I suppose you feel ashamed, but I don't. I did because it is my love that moves my heart, that's all." "Ok, we leave like that. Tomorrow we'll chat because I need your cooperation." We drifted to sleep, he behind me, with his left arm around my chest. I felt his kiss on my back neck. The following day, Saturday, we got up not too early; we had breakfast and helped Mom to prepare things for the evening. I talked to Nick: "Look, Nick, it is a week now that I haven't seen Maria." He interrupted me. "Don't be a liar; you have been going to see her every day after school." "Ok, officially I haven't seen her since our birthday party. So I need to be with Maria, I suppose you want to chat with Peter. When they come we'll say that we are going to play in the annexe, you and Peter will guard the entrance and advice us if anyone's coming, ok?" "Sure, we'll do a good job for my loved brothers, but we also need some time alone, will you in exchange guard us?" "Of course we'll do, I know your business." Nick smiled. The evening arrived; we heard Mom Louise's car, so we went to open the gate before Mom told us. She entered the car and we greeted her and John. I went around the car and I got Maria, kissing her politely on the cheek. She pressed my hand as we all went into the house without being aware that Maria and I were hands entwined; we realised that when she untied from me to greet Mom, Dad and Margaret, so they were pretty aware of that fact. Then Peter suggested playing, it was a long time without seeing ourselves. Margaret said she wanted to be with Mother Louise. As soon as we entered the annexe, Nick and Peter remained close to the entrance, we rushed to the Holm oak, I took Maria's hands and I stared at her, dressed in that beautiful white dress with red ribbon, she was so beautiful! We kept silence for near one minute staring at each other. "I love you very much, Maria." Without hesitation, she dropped herself into my arms, with her arms around me, caressing my back with her head on my chest, my nose on her hair perceiving that lovely aroma from her, I notice a stirring in my groins as she muttered. "I immensely love you, Joss; I haven't word to describe what I feel. I miss you a lot, every day, every minute. Oh, my Hawk! I can't live without you." We broke our hug and after looking each other again we kissed exploring each other mouth, then I started doing it to her quickly once, two, three times, many times in one minute, on the cheeks, nose, eyes, hands on every part of her available, she returned my actions. "Maria, especially I like those beautiful dimples that you have when you smile." She smiled as a temptation inviting me to kiss her again, and I did. With such caresses, my body responded with a tingle inside my crotch and my penis started to grow erect. My soul felt ashamed, I think I blushed. Something was happening that I could not explain myself on those moments and out of my control. Most of me, preferred that clean and beautiful love, but the body has his rules, as clever as Maria is, she noticed my redness and my human being's internal fight, but to avoid any embarrassment she laid her head on my chest again, I wrapped her with my arms, she then mumbled: "I like you Joss as you are, as you'll be." With those words she made me understand that always she would support me, help me to keep our love forever. Without any word, she was saying: "don't worry Joss, you are not alone, I'm behind you, it is not only your fight but that of every honest human being, including myself." We remained there quiet, a good while. Meantime Peter and Nick were watching but hidden behind the tall fence; they were expressing their love to each other, kissing passionately without losing their attention to the annexe's entrance. We chatted about everything until Nick and Peter came to say we must trade places. We went to the entrance and they remained under the tree. As soon as we left, they started kissing fiercely, Peter caressing Nick's hair. "I cannot think in other things except you, my precious blond." Peter resumed his caressing. "I feel the same about you; only I would like to be all the time with you." They sat down on the grass and Peter started rubbing Nick's thighs until he touched the erected prick." Please, Peter, I can't resist your touches, but we need to control ourselves, otherwise, the precum will stain our shorts." "We must prevent it, please stand up against the tree." Nick did as told, then Peter dragged Nick's short and underwear to his knees, Nick's boyhood appeared and without any more preliminaries, Peter engulfed it entirely into his mouth. "Oh Peter, it, it feels so, so good!" A couple of minutes later Nick's body went rigid, his breath stopped and his knees could not support him; he took Peter head and pushed against his crotch as the point of no return reached him. Peter held Nick as he continued sucking his prick until it was near slim. "Did you enjoy it?" "Oh yes, it was fantastic, too quick but good. Now is your turn." Nick did to his friend as he had received; however, Peter could not avoid a little loud moan as he was sent to the outer space. Soon he recovered from the journey. "Nick you are fantastic." They tenderly kissed, now with their passions calmed down. They caressed each other. With their hands entwined, they started making plans for the coming holidays. End of Part 1