Date: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 11:06:54 +1200 From: bob charles Subject: Washed Up (Gay / Young friends) chapter 12 Washed Up. Disclaimer: Warning: this story contains sexual content, contact between young boys, and other themes that may offend. If the subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, or if you are under legal age for your area, then find something else to read. In the following story all names and events are completely fictional. Although I may mention a specific location, place, or person any resemblance to said people, location, or places is completely unintentional. Chapter 12: "Do you really have to tell mum what happened?" Callum asks Manuel's dad as soon as François has gone. His voice sounds really scared and nervous because he doesn't want mum to know what he and Manuel had been up to. I don't blame him as mum seems to really freak out at anything that can be seen as being gay. "Look don't worry about it. I won't tell her all the details as I know it will be really embarrassing for all of you. I'm sure your sister will back me up as well. Manuel's dad says with a hushed voice just encase mum or François are close by. Sarah nods her head indicating to us that she is happy to go along with Manuel's dad with anything he says. We all feel a little more relaxed knowing mum won't know the full story, but we are still really nervous just the same. Half-heartedly we get up. We all take a big long stretch to try to draw out heading to mum's room. Manuel's dad doesn't try to hurry us, because he realises how much we don't want mum to know what happened today. I sigh deeply as I know the moment of truth is upon us, and that I can't draw it out any more than I already have. The other's I think have come to the same conclusion but are waiting for me to take the lead. I figure it's now or never, and start to trudge off to mum's room. ************ Mum gives us a surprised but concerned look, as we all plod into her room with our heads drooped. I have my hands buried deep in my pockets and do everything that I can not to make eye contact with her. Mum instantly knows something is up, but before she can ask us about it our visitors enter the room. She looks a bit worried seeing them just enter totally unannounced, and starts to wonder as to whether they are what our problem is. "Hello, my name is Jean Bruni, and this is my son Manuel. We met your kids at the pool and your sons' have hit it off with my son and become good friends. But unfortunately that is not why we are here." Manuel's dad says to mum. He reaches his hand out to offer a handshake. Mum takes his hand and shakes it, still a little worried about what is going on. "Margret Baker, please to meet you. So what is it you want?" Mum replies. She is standing in the middle of the room, and motions for Manuel's dad to take a seat. The rest of us find a seat on the beds, still trying to avoid even looking at mum. "Take a seat, because this will probably upset you." Manuel's dad tells mum. She promptly takes the remaining armchair, but the concern in her expression gets even worse at hearing him say that. With mum now seated Manuel's dad continues. "Your sons had a bit of a scare while they were at the pool. They had all been playing with Manuel for a while when the two young one's needed to go to the toilet. It being a busy and foreign place, Josh and Pierre took them through to the toilets to keep an eye on them. They decided to use the cubicles when a man decided he wanted to try and join them. Thankfully I had been watching this guy and had a gut instinct that he was trouble so followed him. I managed to get to him in time before he did anything, but he still gave the kids a really bad scare." He explains to mum. Mum's mouth drops wide open in disbelief. She never imagined something like that would ever happen to her kids, and again she feels like she has failed to protect us. She wasn't there to keep us safe and we almost got in serious trouble. The guilt is eating away at her, even though she knows deep down that there is nothing that she could have done anyway. Tears are welling up in her eyes as the guilt becomes unbearable, and she starts to cry. François who was standing beside us, but is now seated, tightly hugs me and Pierre. He wants to hug Manuel and Callum too but they are on the other bed so he just hugs us. In all his years living in this town he has never heard of an incident like that, but with all the tourists who visit the place he knows that it was only a matter of time before something like this was bound to happen. "Thank you so much for looking out for them... Oh boys' I'm really sorry for not being there to protect you again. I really am a failure as a mother." Mum howls. Now it is Callum and I who feel guilty. I especially feel bad, because I have always blamed her for being a bad mother, but now I am starting to feel differently about that. I struggle free from François's hug, get off the bed and race over to mum embracing her in a big hug. I almost crash into Callum as he has the same idea, but we both manage to hug mum without incurring any injuries in the process. "Mrs Baker, let me say that you can't be all that bad a mother. You have two fine healthy sons', not to mention an adoptee. I know you and Josh have had real issues with each other, but I can honestly tell you that Josh is starting to come around and forgive you. One other thing I want to ask, is what sort of bad mother travels halfway round the world to adopt her son's boyfriend, even though she hates the fact her son is gay. You are probably one of the best mums in the world in some aspects." Manuel's dad tells her. His speech makes me blush with embarrassment as he talks about the way I have treated her, but he also makes a good point about the adoption of Pierre. I'm actually a bit surprised at how much Sarah told him about us, in such a short space of time. "I had to adopt Pierre. I felt guilty having sent him away even though I knew his uncle couldn't afford to look after him. What sort of horrible person does that in the first place?" Mum counters. She isn't going to allow herself to believe that she has done some good things for us. Callum and I hug her tighter. Manuel's dad releases a huge sigh, as this isn't going to be as easy as he originally thought. "You did what was natural. They found his family and you sent him back to them. I know that you not liking him and Josh being... um... well lovers has a lot to do with it. In the end you still made the right decision for everyone involved. Not many other parents would be willing to change their mind on such a big important issue, but you did." He says. This time I think mum has started to take note of what he is telling her, but she still shudders uncontrollably when he says lovers to her. I know she still isn't over that issue. "If I'm such a great mother then why can't I accept their... their... Why can't I just be happy for them?" Mum sobs. She still can't bring herself to say it. It is too hard for her. It is still a hurdle too big for her to jump so she goes around it. "It is only natural that you find it hard. A lot of parents never accept their child being gay. But unlike some parents you haven't disowned him. In fact you have helped him out. As much as you still struggle with the idea, you still adopted Pierre knowing they have that sort of relationship. I don't know of any parent who would do that for their son." He says sincerely. I can tell mum is still struggling with the idea, but she is now realising that she isn't that bad of a parent. She can live with that. "I know it is going to be a struggle, but forget that they are gay and concentrate on the reasons you bought them back together. I mean there has to be some reason why you decided to adopt Pierre in the end." Manuel's dad says to her. I can see mum take a long hard think at what he just said. She is trying to remember why it is that she went through this in the first place. "Yeah I have some reasons. Pierre really seems to help Josh with his problems, so much so that I have noticed that a couple of them have disappeared when Pierre is around. The main reason I decided to go through with the adoption is that Pierre really does make Josh happy. He has never been this happy before, and it really does make me feel good as well, seeing Josh so full of life again." Mum says from the bottom of her heart. It is really strange getting talked about while still in the room, let alone the fact that I'm still hugging her. It doesn't worry me none, as I'm feeling really good about how this conversation is going. I show mum how happy I am about it by giving her a kiss on the cheeks. Pierre has also come over now and also gives mum a kiss on the cheeks before trying to hug her along with Callum and me. Mum gives us all a big hug, since she has finally realised that she has done good for us. She also is starting to feel my love for her again, something she hasn't felt for a long time. It is a precious moment, one that doesn't happen often enough, so mum makes sure she enjoys every minute of it. She doesn't know when the next time that I will be so willing to show how much I do love her will be so takes any moment she gets. I know mum will never accept us as lovers, but at least for the first time in ages she is going to try to make things work, in order to keep me happy. It isn't just me that she is thinking about because she wants Pierre and Callum to be happy as well, so regardless of how she feels about Pierre and me together she is going to at least try to keep things civilised. I can live with that, even if it means Pierre and me have to keep sneaking off behind her back in order to get some quality time together. Callum gets sick of being in the middle of the sandwich, so squirms himself free from the hug with mum, and goes back to Manuel and sits beside him. Pierre and I also feel it is time to let mum go, because I am starting to get all achy and sore from bending down to hug mum. So we release her as well and head back to where we had been sitting. Mum looks a little disappointed now that we have all stopped hugging her, but she knows that we still love her. That is all that she wants to know. "Thank you for reminding me what is really important." Mum says to Manuel's dad. She is really pleased that we met him at the pool, as he is just what the doctor ordered. He has helped her in so many ways that he doesn't have a clue about, not to mention there is just something about the man which makes her feel comfortable and totally at ease around. "No, thank you for having such wonderful kids, because they have helped me with some big problems of my own. If they had ignored Manuel like so many other kids do, then we would never have met, it is through the kindness and friendliness of your children that has enabled this." Manuel's dad says to mum. Callum is a little baffled hearing this, as he thought that Manuel would have no problem making friends. He seems to be really outgoing and friendly so he really shouldn't have any problems as far as my little brother is concerned anyway. "What do you mean that other kids tend to ignore Manuel? He is so cool that I don't understand why anyone would do that." Callum asks, still totally confused by the revelation. Manuel gives Callum a hug for the nice comment he made, which strangely mum seems to smile at. She doesn't seem the least bit concerned about Manuel hugging Callum, but if Pierre and I do it then we had better watch out. Now I'm confused. "I know you think it's strange, but tell me honestly how you felt when Manuel first approached you?" Manuel's dad replies. Callum thinks long and hard, trying to remember exactly how he felt. "It was a little awkward and embarrassing, but I was nakey at the time and a little ashamed because... because... because my dickie is really small." Callum replies. He is flushed red totally embarrassed at having bought up his dick in a conversation, but he had to in order to stress his point. "Well that is Manuel's main problem. He has a really bad habit of introducing himself in the most awkward moments, and other boys' tend to get really intimidated by it." Manuel's dad tells Callum. It is now Manuel who blushes, because he really didn't know that is the reason he struggles to make friends. He still doesn't understand why it is such a problem. "But why does it matter if I want to talk to other boys' in the toilets or changing rooms, as all I want is to be friends with them?" Manuel asks his dad, totally confused as to why it is such a big issue. "Manuel, the problem is that other boys' are a little intimidated due to how big your dick is. Most boys' don't have one anywhere near as big as yours and feel a little embarrassed about their dicks being small. They are also worried that you might make fun of them, even though we know that you won't, other kids don't see it that way." I explain to Manuel. He seems to understand what I'm telling him, and looks a little sheepish now he knows the reasons other boys' don't like him talking to them in the toilets and stuff. "See Callum, having a big dick isn't that great. I wish I had a normal sized one like yours is, life would be better then." Manuel says. He is looking really dejected, as yet again his dickie is causing him problems. Mum and Sarah are struggling with the conversation, because they have never been around boys' talking about their dicks so openly before. It really isn't something they have much knowledge on, and they both feel a little uncomfortable with the whole thing. They don't try to change the subject, because they do realise it is important to talk about things like this sometimes. "Manuel the size isn't the problem, all that you have to do is find better places to introduce yourself, like the playground or somewhere like that." I tell him. Yet again he does understand, but looks really uncomfortable with the idea. I'm not sure why he feels uncomfortable, as I would think it is harder to introduce yourself to someone while you are naked. "But it's so hard in the playground. The other kids tend to play together, and I don't like groups as they scare me. I talk to kids in the toilets and stuff because they are on their own then, as usually boys' don't go to the toilets together. They also seem to not like getting changed around each other either, unless they are related, so I find it easier to approach them in places like those for that reason." Manuel replies, and starts sobbing. He is really embarrassed that he finds it intimidating to approach groups of kids, especially seeing as he can talk with them in the worst places. "I don't like it either. What you got to do is take a big breath, and go up and talk to them without thinking. That's what I do, and it seems to work." Callum tells Manuel. It is actually really good advice, but I never realised that Callum doesn't like group situations either. Manuel gives Callum another big hug to thank him for the awesome advice. "I will try that, because you say it works and I trust you." Manuel tells Callum. I still can't believe that Manuel can get away with hugging Callum without getting dirty looks from mum. Maybe she has changed, so I decide to test her. I wrap me arm around Pierre and hug him tight, and instantly I get an evil glare from mum but she doesn't say anything, so I continue to hug Pierre. I'm a little disappointed that he doesn't hug back, but I think he is still really scared of mum, and doesn't want to risk inflaming the situation. "Right Manuel, I think it's time we left. I will drop by tomorrow to drop off Callum's clothes, which Manuel has to borrow after getting drowned in the rain when we turned up." Manuel's dad says. Manuel gives him a really desperate pleading look to try and convince his dad to stay longer. He really looks cute, and he pulls off the sad puppy dog eyes look really well. I really do feel sorry for him, because he really doesn't want to go. He knows his dad isn't going to give in, so gives Callum one last hug. Callum hugs him back this time, and neither of them wants to let go. "Manuel is more than welcome to stay the night here. He can sleep in Callum's room with Josh. Pierre will have to share with his uncle, but I think we can manage." Mum tells Manuel's dad. Manuel releases Callum and runs over to mum and latches onto her and hugs her tightly. He can't believe that he is so lucky, and is going to be allowed to spend the night. "But mum, I need..." I start to protest. "Josh, I will sort it out later." François whispers in my ear, cutting off my protest. I am glad that he is going to look out for me, well at least try to, as I really don't want to risk having my night terrors again, because I will feel humiliated having to change into diapers in front of Manuel. I also don't want Pierre to have his awful nightmares again, because I feel haunted knowing what he is going through when I'm not with him. "Are you sure, I mean I don't want to inconvenience you or anything?" Manuel's dad asks. He is a little worried that the hotel may object to us having another person staying with us, as well as he doesn't want to leave mum with too many kids to look after. He knows Manuel can be a handful so is a little concerned that he may be more than the single mother can handle. Manuel at this stage has released mum from his hug, and gone back to sit with my little brother. "Yes I'm sure. He seems to behave well enough and Josh and Pierre will look after him anyway. I trust them to be able to keep both Manuel and Callum in check, as Josh has looked after Callum lots of times and has never had any problems. Don't worry he is in good hands." Mum tells Manuel's dad. I just can't believe that she has already duped Pierre and me into looking after the two younger ones, but in saying that I was always going to do it anyway. "I know he will be fine, because I trust Josh and Pierre as much as you do. I just don't want you to have too much on your plate. I want you to have some money, just so I have peace of mind, because I feel a little guilty leaving him with you." Manuel's dad tells mum. I know how this is going to go down. "Don't be stupid! I won't have a bar of it, as I can see that Manuel wants to spend some more time with Callum and I'm happy to allow it. Unfortunately I already know that the two of them have become a little too friendly which is going to make it hard when we have to leave, but I want Manuel and Callum to at least be able to enjoy whatever time they have, to be together." Mum tells Manuel's dad. Both Manuel and Callum look a little disappointed at getting reminded that we are only going to be here for so long, because they had both forgotten the fact that we don't live here. "Oh... Um... well thank you. It has been a pleasure to meet you all but I think that I had better go. Manuel you make sure to behave yourself and have fun." Manuel's dad says. He was a little taken back with what mum had said to him which is why he stutters initially. Manuel gets up off the bed and goes to his dad to give him a hug. "Thank you dad, I will be good and will definitely have fun." Manuel replies enthusiastically to his dad. His dad gives him a hug back and a kiss on his forehead. Manuel's dad then gets a bit of a surprise when Callum latches onto him in a hug as well. "Thank you so much for saving us." My little brother says sobbing a little. He is obviously still a little traumatised by the incident at the pools, because he has started trembling again, as well as crying. Manuel's dad just gives Callum a tight hug, and a little peck on the forehead as well. Pierre and I also give the man a hug as we thank him as well. I then try to pull my little brother off the man but he is unwilling to let go. "Come on Callum, you got to let him go." I say to my sketched out little brother, but he still clings onto Manuel's dad like his life depends on it I'm actually quite surprised to see him desperately hugging the man, as usually when he is scared it is me that he clings to. I don't feel jealous amazingly, because I know that he is feeling the same fatherly love from Manuel's dad as what I felt earlier. "It's alright Josh just let him be." I get told by Manuel's dad as he continues to hug and comfort my little brother. He has stopped shaking but is snivelling away. I feel quite upset seeing the impact that nasty man has had on my brother, and the worst part is knowing that I really didn't protect him. I really feel like I have let him down as I panicked as much as he did, so therefore wasn't in any state to try to save him from harm. I feel really disappointed in myself which starts to cut me up. I start to weep realising how much I have let my brother down, which has Pierre troubled as to what has suddenly distressed me. Without even thinking about what mum thinks Pierre hugs me knowing that I'm troubled by something. Those amazing warm, comforting feeling course through me again, but this time he struggles to appease me. His hugs normally work wonders to ease my pain, but this time the pain is too close to home because I feel that I have failed to protect my brother. I think this time in need Callum to forgive me. Begrudgingly I shake myself free from Pierre's embrace. "I'm sorry Callum, I should have done more to protect you." I blubber to my little brother and hug him from behind. Callum is a bit stupefied by my reaction, but releases Manuel's dad to hug me. "Josh, you did all you could. I'm not upset with you, it's... um... I miss having a dad, and Manuel's dad is the closest thing that I've had to a father in ages." Callum says and bursts out crying. Everyone is a bit stunned by Callum's revelation, because he has never given any indication that he misses having a father in his life. I know how he feels about Manuel's dad as he really does feel like what a dad should. I keep a tight hold on my little brother whiles he lets his emotions out. I am still feeling disappointed in myself for panicking so much and not being strong for Callum. Callum must sense my mood as I feel him hug me tighter. I then feel the most wonderful sensations coursing through me, as Pierre embraces me from behind. He now knows why I have got so upset and wants to help ease my pain. "Josh, you did all that I wanted. You were with both me and Manuel, but the best thing is that you didn't confront the man and get yourself hurt. I would be more scared now if you had got hurt again. I hate seeing you get hurt, even when you are protecting me, I still hate it." Callum blubbers to me. I feel saddened, but relieved hearing this from Callum. I am relieved because I know that I haven't failed him, but saddened to know that he would rather it that I don't get hurt even if I am protecting him. "See I told you he idolises you more than you realise." Manuel's dad whispers in my ear. I give him a weak smile, since it is sort of true. I do realise how important I am to Callum, because I feel the same about him, but I didn't realise how important my safety is to him. My whole mission has been to make sure he doesn't get hurt, even if I do, but I think he would rather get hurt as long as I don't. It is a revelation that I'm not sure I can live up to. Now that I have calmed down I reluctantly release Callum from my hug and allow him to do whatever he wants. Slowly he lets go of his tight grip on me, before giving Manuel's dad one last quick hug. I'm still getting hugged by Pierre and I'm happy to continue allowing his warm loving hug. I would twist around and hug him back but I think that would upset mum, and I don't want to do that. Not with company around especially. "Are you sure you don't want to stay here?" Mum asks Manuel's dad, which surprises everyone. It seems that the man has made quite an impression on mum, because very rarely does she ever ask anyone whether they want to stay. He has worked wonders with her by telling her how good a mother she actually is, which is what has made such an impact on mum. "No, no I would love to, but I got a few things that I have to take care of for work." Manuel's dad replies, getting disappointed looks from everyone. He does his best to ignore all the let-down faces in the room, because he really does have some important stuff to take care of. "Well, that's a shame, but regardless you have to come out with us tomorrow for tea, especially as it is going to be our last night here. I also won't take no for an answer, and you should bring your wife along too." Mum states matter of factly. There is no argument to be had with mum when she is like this, because she always ends up winning. Well against everyone but me, as I'm as pig headed as she is. "Ok... um... this is a bit awkward, but I don't have a wife. Manuel's mum left when he was only a couple of weeks old, and I've never found anyone else. You know it is hard trying to find a girlfriend when you are a single dad." Manuel's dad says. I'm quite surprises that he didn't burst into tears as I feel really sad for him and Manuel. I mean what sort of mother would do that, even to me it doesn't make sense since my mum has always been by my side even during the worst of times. "Shit... um... I'm sorry I sort of just presumed, especially with how well Manuel is. I really did think that it would take two people to raise such a great young boy." Mum says a little embarrassed at having bought up the women who has left them. Manuel's dad doesn't look too troubled at the assumption, instead he is beaming from the praise mum has given him about how well he has raised his son. "Look, you weren't to know and it happened such a long time ago that I have pretty much forgotten about her. Thank you so much for your compliments though, as no one has ever said something so nice to me about how well I have raised Manuel." He says brimming with delight. "Well you gave me lots of praise as well, and I have said nothing that I don't believe to be true. You are a great father, even my boys' have picked up on that as you have probably noticed. Anyway we will see you here at five tomorrow, and we will look after Manuel till then." Mum tells the man. Callum and me blush at what mum says about us, as we don't quite realise how obvious we are about how much we love the man's fatherly affection. "Well since it seems that I have no choice in the matter, I guess I will see you then." Manuel's dad replies. He then waves goodbye to all of us and disappears out the door. I feel a little sad seeing him go, but quickly forget about that as I feel the love emanating from Pierre who is still hugging me. "Right, Manuel and Callum, you two can go play in Callum's room. Josh and Pierre will be through shortly but I want to talk to them first." Mum says almost as soon as Manuel's dad leaves. Pierre thinking that we might be in trouble releases his hold on me. I'm not feeling the wrong vibes coming from mum, so instinctively I know that we aren't in any real trouble because mum has something else on her mind. Callum and Manuel don't need to be told twice, as they are out the door in a flash to go play around in our room. Mum motions to me and Pierre to take a seat. So we head back to the bed that François is still sitting on and take a seat beside him. Pierre is looking really uneasy as he still thinks that we are in trouble for something. I throw caution to the wind and hug him, getting an objecting look from mum, but she doesn't tell us off for it. "Boy you owe me big time Josh." Mum says, causing me to give her a totally confused look as I have no idea what the hell she is on about. "What for?" I ask mystified as to why I owe her big. François now takes the opportunity to give me and Pierre a hug, which just adds to my puzzlement. "You know what I'm on about, as what did you have me do today?" Mum says. I look at her still puzzled, trying desperately to remember what on earth it was that I had got her to do for me. Pierre clicks first, and then draws a square in the air with a triangle on top of it. "Oh shit, how the hell did I forget about that...? Does that mean you bought it?" I say enthusiastically, after finally figuring out what mum is on about. Although it did take Pierre's crude drawing in the air of a house for me to finally work out what it is. "Yes, the owners were more than happy to sell it back to François. We had to get a whole lot of stuff sorted, but the transaction went through today. François will get the keys in about a month, and then the place is his. Mum explains. The revelation leaves a huge smile on my face and Pierre's as well. I hug my boyfriend tighter, as I feel François do the same. I am so thrilled to have changed someone's life for the better, and feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "Yippee, awesome! Thank you so much mum, as that's just the best!" I tell mum excitedly. I really am happy that mum has done this for me, Pierre and especially François. I am over the moon and I can tell that Pierre is just as ecstatic. "No, thank you Josh. It was all your idea, as much as your mum made it happen, if it wasn't for your kind-heartedness then none of this would have happened." François tells me. It leaves me feeling even happier, and filled with pride, but I still don't feel like I deserve too much credit. He is family after all. "It was nothing, as that's what families are supposed to do right, you know look after each other." I say. François hugs me tighter again, and I also feel Pierre embrace me in a hug. Mum is shaking her head, as she can't believe that I'm trying not to take credit for the generous act. I still honestly don't see what all the fuss is about, as François is family, and I feel guilty knowing someone in my family is struggling so much. "You astound me Josh, especially after everything that you have been through. I really can't believe that someone who has witnessed first-hand what can happen in a family can still look so positively on it." François tells me. Mum and Sarah both nod their heads in agreement at François comment. I suppose looking at it from that point of view it is strange, but then again I love the family I have now and I know that they won't hurt me, and that is the biggest difference. "Yeah, well I have Pierre to thank for that. If he hadn't entered my life then I would still have a pretty bleak outlook on things, but with him I'm happy and positive, well most of the time. The other major difference is that I love my family now, so I will do anything I can to keep my family happy and safe." I tell them, getting the life squeezed out of me from both Pierre and François. Sarah gives me a huge loving smile, something that I have been seeing more and more of from her, which really makes me happy at how things have changed between us. "I really am so pleased to see that you have such a positive outlook on life again, and I do know that Pierre is a big reason for that. I still would prefer it if you two didn't show your... your affe... you know what I mean. I don't want you doing that stuff around me, please, as that way we can all live in peace." Mum says to us. I suppose at least she is honest, but I still feel a bit let down over it. "What about hugging, surely you can handle that?" I ask mum, sort of pleading with her. I can handle not kissing around her, but I really want to be able to hug Pierre, who I still haven't released despite what mum just said. Pierre has surprised me as he has also ignores mum and is still hugging me, but then again François is still hugging the both of us. "Not unless the situation allows for it, but I will allow you to hold hands and we will see how things progress from there. Now you better go keep an eye on the other two before I change my mind. I will send François through when I have sorted out tea." Mum says. I'm happy that we can at least hold hands because it's better than nothing, but I figure that we had better listen to her and scram. So Pierre an I squirm ourselves free from François's grip, and quickly leave the room. From the hallway I can hear the shrill laughter from the two little boys' coming from the room. The door is closed but thankfully not locked, as I turn the handle and open the door. The boys' are on the floor wrestling. They are both red in the face and sweating. I can tell that they have been going at it for a while as they are both panting as well. Mind you as I now take a closer look I'm not so sure that wrestling is the right word to use, because the two of them seem to be spending as much time groping each other as they do wrestling. Me and Pierre try to sneak into the room, but the two boys' must have sensed our presence as they release each other, get to their feet and tackle us before we have a chance to react. Pierre manages to avoid Callum's tackle, but Manuel gets me and I end up in a heap on the floor with the little boy on top of me. Callum who ends up out the door as a result of missing Pierre, sneaks back up behind him and tickles my boyfriend, who ends up falling to the floor in hysterical fit. I really have to laugh at how ticklish my sexy French boy is. "Thank you for everything you have done for me today." Manuel says to me, and plants a firm loving kiss square on my lips. I'm totally caught off guard and don't know how to react. The kiss feels nice, and there is a lot of love behind it, but it is from Manuel not Pierre. "Hey he's mine!" Pierre laughs more than says, due to still be tickled like crazy by my little brother. Manuel just pokes his tongue out at my boyfriend, before planting another kiss on my lips. This time he holds the kiss longer, but he doesn't just do that. No he slips his hand down the front of my pants and gropes me. He takes really good feel of my dick, which quickly responds to the manipulation as it stiffens in his hand. This seems to encourage him further as he continues to caress my little hard boyhood. I don't know what to do as I really want him to stop, but I also don't want to offend him. I don't think he really knows what he is doing while he toys with my dick, but I'm still getting some wicked feelings from him. He stops kissing me and scoots down my body. I then feel him starting to undo the button on my black denim jeans. "Manuel, please stop, especially since the door is wide open." I say in desperation. I really don't want to upset him, but my dickie is Pierre's toy not his. He looks over at the door, and gives me a sheepish look realising that it is indeed open. He grudgingly gets off me, and goes over to close the door. I use the opportunity to stand up and re-button up my jeans. Once Manuel has closed the door I go over to him and give him a hug, then I walk him over to the bed and sit him down. "Manuel, please don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like you playing with my dick." I tell him in a calm soothing voice. He looks a little sad as I say this, as he doesn't understand why. "But... why don't you want me to, as I just want to thank you is all and I remember how good you made me feel in the shower so I wanted to do the same for you." He says, whilst trying his best not to cry. I feel a little guilty from upsetting him, because I know he doesn't think he is doing anything wrong. "Look, please don't cry as I'm not mad at you. It's just that it isn't a good idea to play with a boy's dick unless he lets you, as you could get in big trouble for it. Some boys' would take offense at what you just did, and probably hit you. Anyway there is only one person who is allowed to play with my dickie." I say to him. Manuel calms down knowing I'm not mad at him, and looks a little shocked and surprised when I tell him about the potential reactions he could get from other boys' because I don't think he really thought about that. "I take it that Pierre is the only one who is allowed to play with your... well you know." Manuel says. I just confirm it by nodding my head. He still looks a little disappointed, but I think that he has listened. Callum has stopped torturing my boyfriend to show me some respect as I have my chat with Manuel. "You can still play with mine!" Callum exclaims, as he pulls down his pants and flashes his little ¾ of an inch dickie at everyone. Pierre and I look on in shock, because we can't believe how much more confident he is about his body. It is good to see, but I think that I might have to rein him in as well. For the moment he is safe enough since he is only messing around with us, so I have nothing to really be worried about. Callum then flops backwards onto his bed, with his pants still down round his knees. Manuel doesn't need a second invitation, as he races over to the bed and jumps beside Callum. I really don't know as to whether I should allow them to continue, especially given Callum's knowledge from this morning, but I think they are safe enough with Pierre and me there to ensure things don't become too out of control. I just let them do what they want to do, and go and lock the door before pulling Pierre off the floor where he has been since Callum tickled him. Manuel is lying on top of Callum kissing him intensely on the lips. Callum is lying there enjoying the attention but isn't reciprocating the favour, because I'm not sure that he is really that interested. He seems to more intent at trying to pull Manuel's hand towards his little dickie, which is making me wonder as to whether we may have done the wrong thing this morning. I'm starting to feel a bit sorry for Manuel because I think he really does love my brother, but Callum only likes him as a friend nothing more. Callum still just lies there letting Manuel kiss his intently. "Man... Manuel... I need... to go... pee." Callum gasps as he gets the chance. Manuel stops kissing him and gives him a disappointed look but rolls off my brother to allow him to go to the toilet. Callum stands back up, and pulls his pants up enough for him to walk before giving me a pleading look. "Can you look after Manuel, as I think me and Callum need to have a little talk?" I whisper to Pierre and then I head over to take Callum to the toilet, knowing that he doesn't actually need to go. I'm pretty sure Pierre knows why I need to talk with my brother, because he doesn't reply, just nods his head and goes over to Manuel. As I wander over to Callum to take him to the toilet, I see Pierre leading Manuel towards the door. Pierre and Manuel silently duck out to the hallway. Manuel has a confused expression on his face, but I trust Pierre to not tell Manuel too much. I lead Callum into the toilet, closing and locking the door behind me. I don't want Callum to know that something is up, especially since he hasn't noticed Manuel and Pierre leaving the room. "Joshy, can you please give me those awesome feelings again, as Manuel seems more interested in kissing me?" Callum asks me. He looks a little ashamed for asking this of me, but he figures that if anyone is going to do it, that I would be that person. "No, I can't do that for you." I tell Callum a little too bluntly. His lips start to tremble and I can see tears welling up in his eyes. He is really insulted that I won't help him out, and he doesn't understand why. "But... but I... but I thought that you loved me." Callum cries to me. He is trying the whole guilt trip thing but it isn't going to work. "I do love you and that is why I'm not going to do it." I tell my little brother and give him a hug. He looks confused, but hugs me back anyway letting his pants fall to the floor in the process. He doesn't care, but really wishes that I would help him out. "But why not, you and Pierre did so earlier." Callum states to me bluntly. I am really starting to rue not locking the bathroom door when we went for our shower earlier, because none of this sort of stuff would be cropping up now if I had. Shit happens and it's too late to change anything now, so I just have to deal with it. "Yes, Pierre and I did show you. That is so that you can do it by yourself, and leave us alone. I love you, but you are my brother and doing that sort of thing isn't right. If you want someone to do it for you then you will have to ask Manuel, but then you also might have to show him what to do. Just remember that it is a two way thing, so if Manuel does do it for you then you have to do it for him." I tell Callum. He gives me a disappointed look, but nods his understanding. "But what if Manuel says no. I will feel really embarrassed then." Callum sobs. I release a big sigh, as this isn't the reason I wanted to talk to him. I know that I will have to deal with this first, and try to address the other issue at the same time. "If he says no then you will just have to do it yourself. Manuel won't make fun of you. I will say one thing though, if you aren't interested in Manuel in... well a loving way... if you know what I mean, then you are going to have to tell him before you ask him to do this for you. I don't want to see you leading Manuel on if you don't like him in that way, because you will really hurt him." I lecture Callum. I'm not sure he realised how much Manuel has fallen for him, because he looks a bit shocked by what I just said to him about it. "What, you think that he... um... loves me in that way? I will tell him, as I don't want to hurt him, I just thought he was being overly friendly is all." Callum says a little flabbergasted at the revelation. I hope that I have got through to him, because I really don't want to see Manuel get hurt since he really is a sweet little boy, even if he is a little over the top at times. Callum pulls up his pants and does them up, before heading to the door and unlocking it. I'm not surprised that he never uses the toilet, because I knew he didn't come in here to pee. Once Callum opens the door and leaves the room I follow him, and we both go back into the bedroom. I motion to Callum to take a seat back on his bed, while I go to the main door and open it. I signal to Pierre that it is all clear, and he can come back in now, which he promptly does with Manuel in tow. I go back to my bed a flop on top of it. I'm feeling a little drained from all the conversations I've had to do today, so I just lie there relaxing. Pierre lies down beside me, and I automatically clutch him in a loving hug. He hugs me back. Manuel goes and sits back beside Callum. I'm too tired to pay much attention, but I can hear Callum's high pitch voice nattering away to Manuel, which I am pleased about. I can't work out quite what he is saying as he is talking in a low soft voice, but I have a feeling I know what he is saying. "You think that? Shit, I must have done something wrong. Sorry I didn't mean to confuse you. I just thought that is how families are together because I kiss my dad the same way." Manuel says suddenly, in a loud shrill voice. I think we might have just misunderstood Manuel's show of affection. I sigh knowing that I'm going to have to try to clean this mess up as well, as it is mostly my fault. I sit back up on the bed, releasing Pierre in the process. "I'm sorry Manuel, it is my fault Callum thought that. I have never seen someone just kiss like that unless they are madly in love with someone, so I guess I misread you. I say apologetically to Manuel. He really looks confused at everything because he has no idea just how much affection he seemed to be showing. "But I thought that is how families show how much they care for each other." Manuel blubbers in total confusion. He has been kissing his dad like that for years, pretty much ever since he found out why his mum left. Now he is getting told that it isn't what you are supposed to do, it really is confusing to him. "Yes families kiss each other, but it is usually a couple of kisses on the cheeks or maybe a short kiss on the lips, but nothing like how you were kissing Callum. Maybe if you hadn't seen Callum for years then you might kiss like that, but even so you were a little over the top." I explain to Manuel, but it does little to ease his confusion. It is too ingrained in the boy as it is how he has greeted people close to him for ages, although it may now explain why most of the people he used to greet this way don't like him anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't know. It might explain a few things, but it is how I have greeted people I love ever since... well... um... since I found out why mum left. I'm scared people are going to reject me if I don't show them how much I love them, so I suppose it is why I get a little carried away." He sobs to us. I can see tears starting to trickle from his eyes and drip onto his cheeks. It really is hard on the little boy, because he only acts the way he does from fear of rejection. I get up and wander over to him, then hug him into my stomach and stroke his back. "Look it's alright. I understand why you do it, but honestly how many people don't want to know you now? It isn't your fault but if you just ease back on your affection and do what I told you, then people won't be scared of you anymore... One more question though, why did your mum leave you?" I say to Manuel. Manuel looks up to me with tears still rolling from his eyes. I can see that he is taking in everything I tell him, but I not sure that he wants to answer my question. "Mum left because of me. She didn't want a baby. She hated me because I ruined her life, so she left." Manuel eventually replies and bursts out crying. I am horrified listening to it, and really can't believe that is the reason. It just sounds too awful, and it is no wonder that Manuel is scared of rejection, because his own mum rejected him. I hug him tighter, and Callum also latches onto the boy to give him a loving hug. "Look Manuel, don't blame yourself cos there has to be another reason. How about you just forget about it today and have some fun, and we will talk to your dad about it tomorrow. Just remember that if you want to kiss a family member, just keep it short and sweet and you will be just fine." I say to him. He tries his hardest to sniff back the tears but is still a little too upset. "Thank you, but it's hard to forget about it. I have had to deal with it every day since I found out, and it's hard." Manuel blubbers. I really feel sorry for him, I really do. It is such a big burden to be carrying around with you, and it really must weigh him down something chronic. Pierre also comes over and sits on the other side of him, and we all just cuddle him until he calms down. It takes a while, but given the burden he is carrying I'm not really surprised. None of us are worried and we just let him calm down at his own pace. We all just keep hugging and comforting him as best as we can. I continue to soothingly stroke his back, and eventually I feel his muscles start to relax. I stop stroking his back and put my hand under his chin to gently lift his head up, so that he is looking at me. "I love you, and I promise that we will get to the bottom of this tomorrow. In the mean time I want you to have fun." I tell Manuel and give him a little kiss on the lips. He gives me a big smile, and kisses back, but this time it is short and sweet. It also feels pretty damn good, but not as good as Pierre's. It's more like the sensations I get when Callum kisses me, a brotherly love sort of thing. "Thank you so much. I love you too. In fact I love all of you, as you are the best brothers a boy could have." Manuel says buzzing in the love he is feeling. He has come out of slump, and is now looking really happy again. He gives both Callum and Pierre a short loving kiss on the lips, getting one in return from both boys'. The kisses seem to make him even happier, because he feels like he has really been accepted by us. It is the happiest moment of his life, since he finally has people who care about him, and will look out for him as well. Manuel really misses having friends but in us he has more than he ever imagined he would get, and all because of an incident at the pool. It really is strange how the world works at time, but Manuel isn't going to complain one bit. All that Manuel hopes is that he will get to repay the kindness somehow. With Manuel happy again, I release him from my embrace and head back to my bed and collapse onto it. I quickly get embraced by Pierre is a loving hug when he lies down beside me. I cosy up to my lover as close as I possibly can, just feeling those awesome feelings coursing through me. I'm feeling totally shattered but I don't want to sleep, otherwise I know that I will struggle to go to sleep tonight. So I just lie there enjoying a moment's peace curled up with Pierre, just relishing life. Callum and Manuel just enjoy hugging for a while longer, before Callum whispers something into Manuel's ear. Callum then pushes the other boy onto his back on the bed, before he gets off the bed and starts to undo Manuel's pants. Pierre and I can see everything those two are doing due, to the way we are lying, and I know instantly what the little shit is up to. I will have to tell my brother later to do that sort of thing in private when no one else is around, but for now I will allow them to play because Manuel could really use the stress relief. Callum gets the button on the blue jean Manuel is wearing undone, and then he quickly pulls down the zip and yanks the boy's pants off, leaving Manuel completely exposed from his waist down. Callum lies back on the bed facing Manuel's dick. He takes a really good look at Manuel's thin long dick, before he tentatively reaches out and takes hold of it. Callum is looking a little nervous since he hasn't done this before. He has only watched when Pierre did it to him. Callum just gently feels up Manuel's dick which quickly hardens up from the stimulation. The 4 inch thin schlong looks really out of place on the small boy. My brother still a little cautious continues to just softly toy with Manuel's dick. He slides his hand smoothly over the entire length of Manuel's dick down to his ball bag. I see the big piece of meat throb in expectation as Callum gently caresses the boy's prick and balls. Manuel is really enjoying the sensations Callum is generating in him, as the look on his face is full of bliss. He is starting to sweat from the heat of the situation, and his breathing is already becoming laboured even though Callum has hardly done anything yet. Callum isn't quite sure what to do because Manuel's foreskin is fully retracted exposing his gleaming maroon coloured glans. My brother distinctly remembers Pierre pulling his foreskin back and forth over his glans, but Manuel doesn't look like he has a foreskin to do that with. Callum decides to try anyway, and wraps his small hand around Manuel's long thin shaft. He pulls forward and surprisingly the foreskin comes and just covers the maroon acorn shaped glans. Manuel gasps loudly from the incredible sensations. As Callum starts to stroke his dick Manuel starts to writhe around in pleasure. Manuel is also pouring out the sweat now while he really starts to experience the awesome new sensations. I feel that tingling feeling in my crotch as I watch my little brother mess around with Manuel. As my dickie stiffens up I decide to grope Pierre through his pants, you know just to see whether he is the same way. He is hard as a rock. Pierre gasps and his body trembles at my contact, but I let him go because we have already had our fun for the day and I don't want to spoil it. I just snuggle back into his sexy body feeling him doing the same thing. It really is nice just to snuggle into each other while the two younger ones play. Callum pulls back Manuel's foreskin and then surprises me by sticking out his tongue and licking the maroon glans. Manuel almost squeals in pleasure, and then takes a sharp breath in as Callum's licks his glans again. With one hand grasping Manuel's dick Callum starts to lick the boy's glans like a lollipop. He seems to be really enjoying it, but not as much as Manuel who is squirming around like a fish out of water. His eyes are clamped shut as the intensity of the feelings overwhelms him, and his breathing is nothing more than short sharp pants. Callum takes Manuel's dick entirely into his mouth, like he had seen Pierre do to me. Unfortunately Manuel's dick is too big for my little brother's mouth, which causes him to gag. He readjusts so that the long dick isn't too far in his mouth, before he clamps his thin dull red lips on Manuel's thin shaft. Callum then starts to bob his head up and down the 4 inches of Manuel's dick, causing the young boy to thrash around even more. I'm finding it really strange, because the more I watch these two go at it the stronger the feelings in my crotch get. I am starting to sweat myself, and my breathing is a little hampered as I am really getting turned on by the scene in front of me. I'm finding really hard not to reach down a play with my dickie, well more to not play with Pierre's prick. My body quivers involuntarily as I feel Pierre's hand gently glide down my body till it rests on my crotch. I'm struggling to control my urges and Pierre's hand resting on my rock hard crotch isn't making it any easier. The fire burning inside me just wants to rip open Pierre's pants and take his hard piece of tasty boy meat into my salivating mouth, but then I also remember what François had told us and not to overdo it, and we have already done it once today. Pierre is in two minds too, but he is now subconsciously starting to stroke my dick through my pants. Manuel suddenly grunts loudly as Callum continues to suck his dick. The little boy tenses up, as he starts to get the first waves of his first ever orgasm starting to ripple through his body. His body trembles from the strong, concentrated pleasure which is emanating from his prick. He starts to instinctively fuck Callum's face as the euphoric sensations take control of his body. His face is starting to glow blissfully under beads of dripping sweat. I feel my body quiver again as I watch Manuel in the throes of his orgasm. I'm really close to having one myself, but try everything I can to stop it from happening, including clamping down on Pierre's hand. Manuel's body goes taut, and he makes one last thrust, forcing his thin long dick as far into Callum's mouth as possible. Callum does well not to gag again as the long dick ends up in the back of his throat. I watch Manuel's little ball sack shrivel up and his balls contract right up into his warm sweaty body. His breathing stops, as his body quivers violently from the explosion of intensely pleasurable feelings surging through his frame. "Ugh, ugh, ahhhh, fuucckkkk!" Manuel squeals a little too loudly, as his orgasm rips through him like a runaway freight train. He then crashes back down onto the bed in a heap, and gasps desperately for air. Callum lets Manuel's still twitching dick slip from his mouth as the boy collapses back onto the bed. The thin long prick is jerking around like it has a mind of its own. Manuel's body continues to give an occasional involuntary shudder every now and then, as his climax is slow to subside. His face glows euphorically but also looks completely relaxed. He is in a state of nirvana, somewhere between paradise and heaven. I have to remove Pierre's hand from my crotch, as he is still absentmindedly stroking me, in order to stop myself from having my own orgasm. I am so close that I can feel my balls are starting to contract. I'm struggling to breath from the intense feelings in my crotch, even now without Pierre's hand down there. My body is trembling in ecstasy, and I can feel Pierre's doing the same thing. I really am glad that Manuel has got off, because now the feelings are starting to subside again. Callum lies down and embraces Manuel in a loving hug as the boy slowly comes down from his high. Callum's face is glowing as well, just beaming the pride he is feeling from giving his friend such an awesome experience. Manuel doesn't move much for a good few minutes, and when he finally does all he is able to do is wrap one arm around my brother. But even that seems to be an immense effort for the boy. Callum just lies there watching Manuel, almost like he is a guardian angel or something. He is just so happy to have given his friend so much pleasure, and is just enjoying seeing it plastered on Manuel's face. "Wow that was like so awesome!" Manuel croaks, once he has finally recovered enough to be able to talk. His eye have now opened but not very much, as he looks at my brother through tiny slits in his eyelids. Even after all this time his body is still giving the occasional quiver, and his big dick is still surprisingly hard but Manuel doesn't want to touch it as it is still far too sensitive. He gives Callum a little kiss on the lips in appreciation for what he has done. "Thank you for that, but I can't believe how awesome that was. I know you told me that you were going to make the pain go away and make me feel good, but wow! I never thought I could feel that good, it was like the best!" Manuel exclaims to my little brother and gives him another little peck on the lips. I now know what Callum had said to Manuel before he even started. I'm feeling quite proud of my little brother as in the end he put Manuel's needs before his own. "That's alright I figure you deserved it." Callum replies with a huge smile spread across his face. He is just so pleased that he did a good job, and that Manuel fully appreciates it. It is all that he was hoping for. I'm just surprised how quickly the little bugger learns stuff, because he only got a brief look at Pierre doing it to me, and yet he did a really good job on Manuel. Although I am still completely baffled as to why Callum decided that it was necessary to suck off Manuel, because just playing with him would have been sufficient. But I suppose this is Callum and he does like to show off stuff which he has learned, no matter what sort of context the new knowledge is. We all jump and quickly have to return back to reality when there is a loud knock at the door. Manuel, still trembling tries to pull up his pants as quickly as possible, but it requires a lot of help from Callum to successfully do so, and button his pants back up. I untangle myself from Pierre and get off the bed. My dickie is still hard as a rock in my pants so I have to do a little readjusting in order to get myself comfortable, before I head to the door, unlock it and open it up. "I've just come to tell you that dinner is ready, so when you are ready head over to your mum's room." François says once I have opened the door. I almost get knocked off my feet as an overly excited Callum blasts past me and François, followed closely behind by a staggering Manuel. The mention of food and those two are suddenly full of life again. I giggle while shaking my head after seeing their enthusiasm. François and Pierre do the same. Now that Pierre is also up, and standing beside me, we all head to mum's room. Callum and Manuel are already seated on the bed, with a bag of Mc Donald's and a soft drink each. As we enter the room mum hands me a bag and a drink, and then one to Pierre and François. I feel a little disappointed at having this for tea, because we can get it in New Zealand, but mum has decided to play it safe since we have a guest staying with us and she doesn't really know how fussy he is. Callum and Manuel mow through their dinner, and are finished by the time me and Pierre take a seat. They are both bouncing around on the bed that they're sitting on waiting expectantly for me and Pierre to finish. Mum seeing how antsy they are, motions to them to go back to our room, which they do like a bat out of hell. I think that Mc Donald's for tea is probably the worst thing we could have had, because Callum and Manuel seem to be totally hyped up now after it. I decide that I had better hurry up and finish my tea so that I can keep an eye on the two rascals before they destroy everything in our room, so I scoff down my food as quickly as I can. I finish my burger and chips as quick as a flash, and chase it down with my soda. I still can't believe that we are half way around the world and eating food that we can get back home, and what's worse is that it tastes exactly the same. For the first time since I met him, Pierre actually looks disgusted by the food he is eating. I'm really quite surprised to see that look on his face, because mum has dished him up far worse tasting meals than this, and yet he never seemed to have any complaints about that. He always seems to be really polite about the food he is given, but this time his face says it all. Unenthusiastically he still eats it all, because he knows that he isn't going to get anything different and so has to lump it like everyone else does. I decide to wait for Pierre to finish his tea, but it is a difficult decision due to how hyped up Manuel and Callum are. I love Pierre too much though, to just ditch him as he eats his tea, even for something as important as looking after two boisterous young boys'. Once Pierre has finished I grab his rubbish off him, get off the bed and dump it in the bin. Then go back to the bed and pull Pierre up, before heading out of the room back towards where the boys' are. We aren't quite sure what to expect when we open the door to our room. I half figure that the place will look like a bomb has exploded in it, and that they will either be wrestling or running around like headless chickens. When we get to the door it sounds a little too quiet for them to be running around, but there is a bit of thumping and crashing going on inside. They are up to something, but I already knew that was going to be the case. I open the door and get greeted by the two boys' completely naked wrestling on the floor. Their clothes are scattered from kingdom come to Timbuktu. Me and Pierre quickly scramble through the door closing it behind us. We don't want anyone to see what these two are up to, especially mum. Hearing the door click as it closes, Callum and Manuel finally realise that we are back. They quickly clamber to their feet and hurtle towards us like a couple of stampeding elephants. They are both red in the face and dripping with sweat as they follow their stiffies and plough straight into us. Manuel decides to take me on again, leaving Callum to take Pierre. Me and Pierre are helpless to escape the onslaught, and quickly get tussled to the ground. The two boys' move swiftly, and before we catch on to what they are up to, they have both of us stripped from the waist down. I really have no idea why they have done this, but in saying that, I have no idea why they themselves don't have clothes on. They don't stop there, as they try to wrestle with us to remove our shirts as well. The skin on skin contact, and the physicality involved trying to stop them results in me and Pierre sweating profusely and getting stiffies. Callum and Manuel succeed in removing our shirts, so we are as naked as they are. I can feel Manuel's huge stiffie stabbing into me, as he continues to wrestle with me, trying to pin me on the floor. The constant grinding of my boner against his sweaty body is giving me amazing sensations, and the blissful look on Manuel's face tells me that he is experiencing the same thing. I use the opportunity to counter his attack, and manage to flip him, and pin him to the floor. I'm breathing heavily as a result of the strenuous exercise, and I can feel that my body is really hot. Manuel's body is just as hot as mine as I lie on him pinning him down, and we are both sweating like pigs. I sit up on Manuel, and see that my stiff little dickie is resting nicely in Manuel's butt crack. I shudder involuntarily. All of a sudden I'm flooded with images, and start to shake uncontrollably. I feel a stinging in my eyes, as my tear ducts start pouring out rivers of salty tears. Pierre senses that something is wrong, and immediately gets Callum to stop, and then they both look over my way. Manuel is really confused, as he has no idea why I suddenly started crying. Callum doesn't have a clue either. Pierre squirms out from underneath my brother, then stands up and heads my way. Instantly he sees what he thinks is my problem, when he notices my stiff dickie resting in Manuel's butt crack. He quickly pulls me up off Manuel and gives me a warm loving hug and strokes my back. I feel a lot better in Pierre's tender loving embrace, and start to feel my body starting to relax. I cling to my boyfriend tightly, and just cry on his shoulder. "It's alright Josh, it's alright. You got to relax and forget about it, or it will continue to haunt you. I know that it can't be easy but you have to try." Pierre says softly and lovingly in his sexy French accent to me, while still stroking my back and hugging me. "It's just too hard. I try really hard but it just won't go away." I wail to Pierre. I am still crying heavily as I still can't shake those awful images, which have been made a lot worse now that I know exactly what dad did to me. "What's wrong Josh, why are you upset? Did I do something wrong?" Manuel asks me distraughtly, as he gets up and wanders over. He really thinks that he has done something wrong, but doesn't know what. He is afraid that he has offended me somehow. "Manuel you did nothing wrong, it's just... um... Josh has a couple of other issues which you haven't been told about." Pierre replies to Manuel, who just gives him a confused look. Pierre doesn't want to elaborate due to Manuel being so young, because he knows it will upset him and confuse him even more. "Does it have to do with Josh getting raped?" Callum enquires extremely worriedly, after finally pulling himself up off the floor. He has put two and two together, because he knows that Manuel wasn't told about that aspect of my life to try to protect him from it. The problem is now we are going to get asked more about it, and I'm really not sure how to answer them. "What's raped?" Manuel asks inquisitively. I knew that question was coming, and that is what I was worried about. I'm still too emotional to answer him properly anyway, even in Pierre's hug I still struggle to supress the images. It really was not a good thing to finally find out what dad did to me, because now I can picture it even worse than before. "Trust me you don't want to know. It will really upset and confuse you to know what it means, and I really wish that I didn't know what it truly means." I blubber eventually realising that Pierre is stumped as to how to answer Manuel's question. I feel Pierre clutch me tighter because he understands why I wished that I didn't know. I see Manuel's lips starting to tremble, because now I have made him more upset and worried. He doesn't want to know what it means anymore, since he knows it must be something really bad. He feels really sorry for me but doesn't know how to react about it. In the end he does what his emotions tell him to do, which is bawl his eyes out and hug me for dear life. He is also shaking as he really feels the pain I'm feeling. I can't believe how emotional and caring this little boy is, and I can't help but love him for it. Callum as per usual is upset and crying simply because I'm upset. He really does love me, and we both seem to feel each other's pain. It is a similar thing as what Pierre and I have, but in a brotherly sort of way. So I'm now in the embrace of probably the three most gorgeous loving naked boys' in the world, and I'm really starting to enjoy it. My mood softens considerably knowing how much I mean to the three boys' who are clinging to me in a tight loving hug. It really melts my heart to know that they are that caring about me, and yet they don't judge me about it either. That is the most impressive part is knowing that they don't care as to why I start to cry, all they care about is making me happy again. "So anyway, why on earth were you two in here playing around in the buff? Also why did you think that it was alright to get me and Pierre naked too?" I decide to ask the two younger boys' now that I'm fully back in control of my emotions. I don't know why I suddenly decided to bring it up, but it is something that has been bugging me since we entered the room. Manuel and Cullum just look up at me and shrug their shoulders, which almost sets me off in laughter. They both look as confused as each other as to why they did it, because I don't think they really have any reason for it what so ever. It was all just a spur of the moment thing. "I don't know, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. It's also fun playing around nakey, and it feels really cool too." Callum replies eventually. He looks a bit befuddled about it, because he really doesn't know why they decided to get naked to start with. Manuel also has a sheepish look on his face knowing that there really is no reason for it in the slightest. "Look I'm not angry about it, but you two have to watch yourselves. Leave playing around naked for when there is no chance of anyone walking in on you. The least you could do is lock the door, so that you can get yourselves changed before someone comes in. I mean what would you two have done if it was mum who came to check on you, and not Pierre and me?" I tell them. The both flush red at the realisation that mum could have easily walked in on them. If that had happened then they both would have died in shame. "Oops, we didn't think of that. We will be better next time." Manuel utters sheepishly. "Just remember to use your brains, as I know both of you have them. Anyway I think it's time to let me go, and for you two to go play." I tell them and ruffle their hair playfully. Callum and Manuel look up at me again, just to make absolutely sure that I am alright, and then they half-heartedly let me go. They are still a little weary about me, because they don't want me to get upset again. Seeing that I am fine and not going to crumble back into despair, Callum and Manuel start to wrestle each other again. Pierre is still hugging me, so I tow him over to the bed and lie down with him. Now that we are both lying on the bed I snuggle into my lover's smooth warm naked body. He feels so nice and warm, and before long my eyes close as I drift off to sleep. I really am tired from all the day's activities, plus I think that jet lag is really kicking in. Pierre sighs despondently once he notices that I have fallen asleep. He knows that I need it, but still feels a little disappointed. He at least wanted to get in a kiss before I drifted off, but that will now have to wait. Pierre just snuggles into me as close as he can get, and drapes his arms over me to give me a tight hug. My dull red lips reflexively curl up into a smile from Pierre's loving contact. Pierre smiles himself and gets that warm fuzzy feeling inside him knowing that I'm happy. Callum and Manuel's wrestling moves from the floor to the single bed. They are both flushed red and sweating again from the physical exertion. They are also both sporting boners unsurprisingly from all the close skin on skin contact, but they don't seem too interested in them. They just continue to tussle, and throw each other around on the small single bed, as they have an absolute blast enjoying the others company. With the way the two boys' are wrestling it was never going to take long before one of them found an extra toy to play with. Callum quickly starts to notice Manuel's long thin stiffie constantly poking into him, and soon his concentration goes more towards that than wrestling with his friend. It all starts out innocently enough with the occasional deliberate grope of the boy's appendage, but soon Callum seems more fascinated with playing with that than anything else. Manuel noticing that Callum is being side-tracked playing with his dick, so decides it is time to play with my little brother's petit accessory. They both start out just gently fondling and caressing each other's hot hard members and silky smooth balls sacks whilst lying closely beside each other on the bed. Their little hearts which are already raised through their vigorous brawling are beating a little faster now, as they start exploring the other's most intimate parts. Pierre glances over at the boys' after things suddenly become a little too quiet, and is stunned by what he sees. He really thought that they had got over their fascination of the other's dick, but he is obviously wrong as he sees them exploring and caressing every inch of the others prick. Pierre feels a sudden rush of ecstasy, which causes his body to quiver involuntarily. He starts to feel that familiar tingling feeling is his crotch which is starting to harden up, as he realises that he is getting turned on watching the boys' play with each other again. Callum continues to just feel and massage Manuel's 4 inch dick. His fingers gently manipulate Manuel's little marble sized balls, and all the way along the sleek thin shaft to his glossy spongy maroon coloured glans. Callum gently pinches the tip of Manuel's dick, causing the boy to gasp sharply at the intense sensations. Manuel has Callum's little 1 ¼ inch toy between his thumb and finger, whilst caressing the glistening pink glans protruding from the end of Callum's tight drawn back foreskin. Callum grunts in pleasure, as he starts to get those awesome feelings come back. Manuel then releases my brothers throbbing hard miniature dickie and tickles his balls, watching in fascination as they disappear before his very eyes. He continues to tickle Callum's now empty ball sack enjoying the velvety smoothness of the hairless sack. Pierre still can't believe that the two boys' are so openly playing with each other, because he still remembers the Callum who was too embarrassed about his size that he didn't even want Pierre to see it. He is really getting turned on, and without thinking he instinctively reaches to my crotch and fondles my soft little pecker. Due to me being in a deep sleep it takes a while to respond to the stimulation Pierre is giving it. Manuel slides his hand from Callum's empty ball sack and back up to his pint sized dick. He clamps his thumb and finger around the tiny member, and starts to gently stroke it. Callum on the other hand grasps Manuel's dick in his whole hand and the tip still sticks out the top. Both boys' are fondly stroking the others stiff prick. Their bodies are starting to pour out the sweat like a waterfall, as they thrash around in pleasure. Manuel has trouble trying to keep his grip on Callum's tiny little dickie as the boy squirms around uncontrollably from the ministrations, but he manages to keep pounding away on it without losing his grip on it. Both boys' are struggling for breath as the tremendous feelings start to surge through their bodies. Their faces are glowing in elation, with their glazed eyes clamped shut from the intensity of the experience. Pierre is subconsciously starting to pound on my little boner whilst I sleep, when he notices something out of the corner of his eye. The door handle is getting pulled down quickly, and Pierre panics leaping from the bed and then he tries to hide. Manuel and Callum are unaware of the impending invasion and they continue to stroke each other's rock hard members. They finally notice that something is amiss when the door flies open, and they quickly stop what they are doing, jump off the bed and cower behind it. All the commotion going on in the room wakes me from my sleep, and I look towards the door. My body shudders violently and I start to panic. I try to get up but I'm completely paralysed in fear. I start to sweat profusely as my body starts to go into terror mode, and I lose control of my emotions causing me to bawl my eyes out. He found me. I really can't believe it, but he has found me. My body has shut down completely at the realisation that dad is at the door. ************ Comments are always welcome at (pennywise3636@gmail.com). Please keep all comments clean. If possible please kick in a few bucks at the Nifty Website, to keep it up and running. The site puts in a lot of effort and work so that we all have a place to come and contribute or read some fine stories.