Date: Fri, 18 Oct 2019 16:43:52 +0000 From: Al Peres Subject: ETERNAL LOVE PART 4 ETERNAL LOVE ============= PART 4 ---------- Chapter 19 -------------- "I suppose you want to know how things have turned on our lives". Nelly prepared three vermouths and as they sipped them looked each other and Manuel nodded with a smile; he did not want to force him but he could not wait to know those events; they were on tenterhooks. Patrick related his life since the moment he entered the hospital, they knew part of it but nothing from the moment he left the sanitary institution. They kept silent while he explained in detail what had happened, except that his sons had attacked him; that part of his history had been rubbed away from their minds. The couple opened their mouths in disbelief; Manuel then said: "That explains why you spent near half-million-dollar in buying the house plus the repairs that you have ordered; the house now looks wonderful, except, of course, the garden, because of the weather, but next spring it would look the same as before. When are you planning to move here?" Patrick was expecting that question since the moment they left Richmond; he thought for a moment and looking at his friends, he answered: "We are not planning to return here, Manuel. We are very happy living there; the boys have an excellent school and have made many good friends. The same has happened to me, they are not like you, because you know very well you are not friends, but brother and sister... in summary, we have rooted our lives there and for the time being, we will stay there." Nelly and Manuel glanced at each other astonished; Nelly then asked: "Then, why did you buy the house? It does not make sense." He grinned and stared at his friends. "That house means to me like a church to a priest; it is a sacred place that should not be desecrated by being occupied with other persons. I bought the house for you and the girls; I'm sure they will like it." They could not speak, after a minute Nelly stammering said: "But... are you mad, Patrick? That's a lot of money and we do not deserve...!" He stopped Nelly by caressing her hand. "You and the girls deserve everything, so there is no question about that. The house is yours. I can remember how enthusiastic you were when we designed it; practically you did all the drawings that we used as a base for its building. Manuel, please accept it, if not for you, for the girls; sure they will need the house. They are growing up quickly and need free space where to play and live." The couple had not arguments to reject the house, they knew Patrick was giving it by heart and not for charity. Manuel looked to his wife before answering him, yet arguing. "But Patrick... we don't know how life will treat us; it will be a burden on me." They kept silence for a moment and the Mexican continued: "Alright, we will accept it, but under the conditions that we or our descendants will always inhabit it, if not, it will return to you or your family." "That's not fair, Manuel. The house is your property and I can't accept that. Nobody knows, but let's say that you or your daughters need to sell it because you need the money. If I am alive I would help you, but we never know what the future keeps for us." They kept silence for a moment, only could hear Julia and John chatting and laughing as Ben and Helen were playing on the sofa. "Well, there is a middle solution Many," Nelly said. "We will keep the house, but in case we or our descendants need to sell it, you or your sons will be notified and given the first choice to buy it again. That will give us the full property and we can be sure that all efforts would be done to keep it within the two families." Before Manuel could say anything Patrick hugged tight his friends accepting the solution. "The girls won't believe it. Anyway, I'm going to get ready the dinner. Your boys and the girls must be ravenous." They smiled and continued talking about the events recorded during his absence from the town. "I suppose you have many friends in school, boys... and girls." Julia suddenly asked changing the subject. She blushed because she had entered a private matter; she thought had not the right to ask this because she had just met him, but the question was done and she thought she had mentally been forced to ask that; something into her was behaving on contrary she used to. She was very popular in the school, but it was a school of girls with no boys available, however, she knew that in the rare occasions when she had spent overnights with her friends, the boys looked at her much more than to her friends. Many of them had taken the opportunity to talk to her and sighed. She always behaved kindly but never was ready to give any base to any boy. She liked them, of course, but his father had warned her firmly about this. John grinned and for the first time, he felt comfortable in front of that beautiful girl. He looked into those lovely blue eyes and answered. "No. I don't have any girlfriend; nevertheless, I have many female friends. The same as Ben, he is very popular amongst them." She smiled. "I'm not talking about Ben, but about you. I'm sure he is; Helen is a naughty girl, a little evil, but you can see how she is hypnotized by him." "Julia, I, I, must tell you..." Nelly interrupted them calling for dinner, Julia was very disappointed, it had been the first time she had talked to a boy in those terms, to a handsome boy that was close to her; up to now the most beautiful boy she had ever spoken to. As she stood thought that the next day could be a great day for her, she was determined to it; she felt like a woman, a near thirteen-year-old young woman, and she should not fear of any boy. "But this... he is so special!" She sighed as they went to the bathroom to wash their hands. They had a pleasant dinner where they talked about many subjects, Julia could not stop thinking about the boy she had near her; she could not explain herself why she could not stop thinking about him, and the problem was that she enjoyed it. It was close to midnight when Patrick and his sons returned to the hotel. They were tired and the boys yawned; so they had a quick shower and as usual Ben cuddled into John's arms, and before he could say anything Ben was placidly sleeping. ******************** While John and Ben were flying to Baltimore, some important event was taking place in the school. Sammy normally paired with John when they had to make a school task; however, that day the teacher chose Karl to join him; they were instructed to prepare a work about whales, including the massacres being carried out by the Japanese. They still were on their tracksuits after the gym, but the teacher ignored that fact, they had only that afternoon to gather information on the subject, so he recommended the boys to go into the library for documentation. Karl could not be happier, yet he did not show it, but his heart thanked the teacher. They went to the library; nobody was there, except the librarian and a girl that was collecting her books. Near in a quiver, they asked what they were looking for. "You will find an excellent and new book at the bottom; shelf numbers seven, top. No one had ever asked about that text, but it is a good one, I hope you enjoy it." She said smiling. "Take the little stairs; otherwise you won't be able to reach it." "Thank you Mrs Terry; I think you are right," Karl said. He took the stairs and went to fetch the book. He placed them in the corner and climbed to look for the book. Sammy was watching him and from the bottom, he observed his adored boy, he saw his long beautiful blond silky hair and those blue eyes that got him sick. "I got it, Sammy!" Karl said while he was descending. He was nervous, not only because he had the book, but also because he knew his loved boy was watching him. From where he was, he could see his sexy lips and his large black eyelashes. He sighed. Karl descended thru the steep with the large book on his hands showing it to Sammy. He had never been so close to his new friend in a lonely place; in a moment the book went out his hands and dropped on the floor, both boys at the same time bent to pick it up, their faces to a centimetre from each other and as Karl put his hand on top of the book Sammy involuntarily put his hand on top of Karl's. Sammy blushed, but he felt as his heart started beating as if it wanted to get out from his chest, he raised his head and met Karl's eyes; he had blushed, too. Slowly they stood without leaving their eyes contact. Instinctively they approached their mouths and glued their lips in a tender kiss of love. Karl closed his eyes as Sammy kissed him. This was the first time that anybody had kissed his lips, except his mother a long time ago. His whole body shivered as he felt Sammy's arms around his back; he noticed how his boy was trembling, too. The seconds they kissed seemed an eternity and they thought they were in a cloud long away from the school. The sound of a pencil dropping from the librarian desk brought them to reality, breaking their first kiss; without any word, they watched each other and suddenly they dropped into each other arms in a tight and hard embrace. As if someone ordered them high in heaven, they murmured at unison: "I love you, I love you!" They separated; their eyes did not break the connexion. As more experienced, this time Sammy took the initiative, placed his palms around the white face and again he kissed Karl that closed his eyes. The book dropped out of his hands as he kissed Sammy back, but this time the tender kiss started being a passionate one, their cocks started to grow and now were tenting their baggy trousers. Karl blushed but reluctantly broke the kiss. In a husky voice he said: "We, we, better go; she could see us..." Sammy knowing his friend loved him, he kissed Karl again a beautiful peck on his friend's red cheek. "I love you, Karl, I have loved you since you came two years ago." Karl looked at his friend and gave him a quick but lovingly peck. They accommodated their cocks so the librarian could not guess their tenting. He gave his hand to him and returned to the librarian's desk, breaking their hands just when they were close to seeing her. "I see that you have found what you were looking for. Listen, I don't think anybody will come today. I must go to the Principal's office, so please, close the door when you finish and leave the key at the janitor's." Sammy then said: "We'll do that, madam, we need to take some data for our work; it will take us the rest of the afternoon." She nodded and the boys went to one of the desks, sat down and extracted their notebooks starting to write. A few minutes later the lady stood and left. As soon as they were alone, Sammy took his friend's hand and went to the door dragging him, once they were sure nobody could watch them, Sammy looked carefully to his friend, he caressed his face in silence, he placed his hand around Karl's neck and they kissed passionately for a long kiss. Sammy, more used, darted his tongue into Karl's mouth, he had never kissed but knew what to do; he opened his teeth and seconds later their tongues were swirling inside and their saliva mixing. Sammy felt Karl's hard dick pressing against his thighs, he liked that sensation. He dropped his hand and started caressing his friend's cock. Karl's was near his orgasm when he felt his friend's hand; he was trying to stop the inevitable: his orgasm. But before he could do anything, Sammy kneeled in front of him and yanked his trousers and underwear down, taking into his mouth the sweet teenager's boyhood. Only seconds took Karl to reach his climax; wildly he fucked his friend's mouth, his knees buckled, he thought those moments were not real but a dream as those he had had during the past few weeks, but it was very real. He placed his hands on Sammy's head for balance, he felt Sammy's arms around his butt cheeks as the most glorious orgasm exploded starting to spurt his load into his new lover's mouth. Karl was breathless for a while. Sammy did not waste a single drop of that nectar, however, he retained a little in his mouth. When he felt that his friend had recovered a little he stood, Karl still was astonished but Sammy smiled at him and dragged his head to him joining their lips again in a long and tender kiss. "I love you my beautiful German." Karl woke up from his dream. He mumbled: "It is real, it isn't a dream! Please, Sammy, tell me that I am not dreaming." He pleaded with tears in his blue eyes. Sammy looked at him and for an answer, he kissed him again, but this time introducing his tongue into his lover's mouth and spreading his semen in his cavity. "No. It is not a dream and your semen causes that flavour. I have loved you for so long..." He could not end his sentence because this time Karl took the initiative and did as Sammy had done just a few minutes before to him. He kneeled and trembling from the excitement, dragged Sammy's clothes to his ankles, he looked up to him and blushed, but he was determined to pay his friend back. He wanted to experience that wonderful sensation long time dreamed. He put his left hand cupping Sammy's balls and slowly he approached his mouth to his lover's dick. But Sammy could not wait and placing his hands around the silky boy head pushed it against his cock. Karl opened his mouth and took all the meat he could, starting to suck him. This was the first time he was performing a blowjob, he lacked experience and was confused about what to do, nevertheless, he remembered what Sammy did to him just a few minutes ago; he was a quick learner and proceeded the same way. He eagerly sucked Sammy's dick caressing his testicles at the same time. After a couple of minutes Sammy moaned loudly, his body turned rigid and he stopped breathing. He pushed hard against Karl's mouth and near gagged him at the moment he started spurting his bigger load into his friend's mouth. Karl did not like the flavour, so he kept sucking his lover and retained his semen into his mouth; fortunately, it was not a large load. When he felt Sammy had recovered he left his cock and spate all into a glass that the librarian had to drink water. Still with their clothes on his ankles they sat on the floor against the door. Karl looked at his friend and blushed, Sammy grinned and approached his lips and tenderly kissed him. "You did it very well, Karl. I have enjoyed it. I liked it." This time was Karl who approached his lips to him and kissed Sammy's sexy red lips. "I'm sorry, but it is a strange flavour and I'm not used to it. I wanted this more than anything in the world, mostly with you." Sammy caressed his face and started petting him again. Their cocks were still hard jerking with every heartbeat. They broke the kiss and Sammy said: "You can do me whatever you want." Karl grinned. "I like you, Sammy. I don't think I would be able to forget these moments during the rest of my life." Sammy again took his face between his palms and kissed tenderly Karl slowly, savouring his lips and his moment. After a couple of minutes petting each other Karl said: "Don't worry; l did similar work during my holidays in the South of Europe last year; I have it in my laptop, so I can print it with some modifications and that will do it." Sammy was enraptured watching his friend, he had allured him. Karl was aware of his friend's concentration on him. "What are you looking at? You look as if you were hypnotized." Sammy caressed his friend's face with the back of his hand. "Karl, I can't believe you love me. You are so beautiful, so good, so..." Karl hugged him back as he blushed again. "Karl, I must say something." He paused. "This is not the first time that I have kissed a boy or have sex with, I want you to know right from the beginning what I have done up to now; I wouldn't be able to bear that you rejected me because I hid it." "It is your private life Sammy, and if I love you I must be ready to forget what you have done before; that doesn't count for me." "My life is yours Karl from now, I would do anything that you asked me to keep you. But please, let me tell you, I'll feel much better, I need it." Karl hugged him again encouraging him to continue. "I felt miserable when you rejected me. My life has been terrible since I was eleven, always trying to hide what I felt, fortunately, I have my Granny to whom I opened my heart, but it was difficult to hide, especially when I was at the gym or in the showers. I always thought everybody was watching me, so I didn't make many friends, however, when these two angels, John and Ben, arrived a few months ago, my life entirely changed. Like you, I felt was for sure gay when I was eleven, but I could not say it to anybody. John and Ben had been in an orphanage, his current father adopted them and I think they have gained a lot, because they love his new father even more than their physical one, but that's their private life and only they can tell you. To survive in an institution like this, a boy must be very strong in all senses and develop many abilities that we, common boys, do not. The first day I met him..." Sammy related to his lover what we already know about their lives. Karl kept silent for a moment, and then caressed Sammy's chest and hugged gently; when they broke apart, Sammy's eyes were fixed on his. He continued: "I thought I was in love with Jack, but he told me that I was wrong, the real love was much different of what I felt, he explained to me what he believed was true love. Now I know he was right because that's what I feel for you, Karl. I suppose he had already experienced it. He likes girls as much as boys. "Thanks for telling me, Sammy, I appreciate it. Unfortunately, I'm void of any experience about love. When I was ten I realised that I felt different; other boys talked about girls but I always liked boys and took any opportunity to touch their genitals as they touched me... well, you know what little boys do when they are together. My father is a great man and I deeply love him, my mom is different, she pays more attention to my sisters. Europe, generally, is not as conservative as this country, especially, the Scandinavian countries; but also in the South, they are very open to understanding gay people. Last year we went to Spain and stopped in a hotel near the seaside, it had a beach where most of the customers were nudists or wanted to sunbath naked; families with their children were nude especially in the beach. I was taking the sun with my father, both naked, my head under the large umbrella. Not far from me, there were two teenagers, of about sixteen or seventeen; I could see they were deeply in love; they were not trying to call anyone's attention, all the contrary. They entered the warm water hands entwined; I watched them up until they returned. Their dicks were flaccid but they did not stop caressing each other, as a normal couple in love would do. The younger stared at me with a joyful smile as inviting me to share their happiness, I would have liked to stand and give them a friendly hug, but I felt embarrassed, I turned my head because I had blushed and my penis was getting hard. My father had observed the scene thru his sunglasses when the boys left with a goodbye, my father ruffled my hair and said: "Karl, love is a beautiful and wonderful thing if it is clean and honest, no matter whether it is between a boy and a girl, between two boys like those, or two girls." I was confused and when my hard-on subsided I embraced him. I was confused because I could not explain myself that mysterious until I knew you." Sammy took again his face between his palms and kissed Karl tenderly. "What shall we do from now on?" Sammy looked into his blue eyes and grinned. "To begin with, let's take the opportunity and do it again." Karl grinned to him but he felt his dick was harder than ever before and he had his lover in front of him. "Why not?" He thought and nodded. Sammy added: "Let's put those boxes of books against the door, so we can argue that we were arranging them on the shelves, in case someone knocks on the door." Karl smiled; he thought how human beings were so clever when sex was involved. "Let's lay on the floor." Saying this, he dragged his trousers down and his upper clothes up to his chest. Karl did the same. The German boy caressed tenderly him and they started rubbing each other, as their breathings increased and gasps escaped from their throats. Sammy then lay on the floor followed by Karl near him, so their faces and their cocks were touching. To Karl's surprise, suddenly, Sammy stood and lay again on top of him, but in a 69 position; he did not need any explanation when he saw his friend's beautiful cock in front of his lips. He felt the warm sensation around his penis as Sammy took it into his mouth and started to suck him. He followed him up and after a few minutes they were breathing like mad; Karl felt how his legs stretched out getting rigid and his breathing stopped, he felt a spasm thru his entire body and involuntarily started to spurt his semen into his friend's mouth. Sammy swallowed it and after a few seconds, he also reached his point of no return and did the same as Karl. However, the blond boy still did not like that flavour. He had taken the librarian's glass at his hand's reach, took it and spate Sammy's load resuming his sucking. After a minute or so their cock started getting flaccid and Sammy let it go out of his mouth, being imitated by his friend. He quickly recovered his original position and petted Karl tenderly. "You are a quick learner." Karl smiled and petted him back. "I have a good teacher." They laughed. "Let's finish, it is almost time to close the library." They stood and laughed loudly. Washed the glass and cleaned all could trace their lovemaking. A few minutes later, Sammy happily ran to the bus-stop and Karl to the Porter's cabin. That evening after dinner, Sammy sat on the right of their Granny; his sister was on the other side of the large couch, and George lay on his tummy on the thick carpet watching some TV cartoon. The old lady loved those moments of Friday when her grandchildren petted her since they were babies. She had her heart divided because all of them were very affectionate and tender with her. She loved George because he was the live image of his son at his age, the girl was her confidant and friend, and she had an special feeling for Sammy since he endured the desertion of his mother; so, she put all her love to compensate him. She felt lucky because life had been good to her after the death of her elder son and her husband. Instinctively she caressed Sammy black curly rebel hair. The little boy and the girl were tired and soon they stood and went to bed. Unusually, Samuel came in, and after kissing his mother and his elder son he sat on the right of his son, so Sammy was between the two adults. Sammy had preferred to be alone with his Granny, but he knew his father loved him, so he said: "Dad, I, I, I would like to tell you both something very important for me." Samuel knew his son better than the boy thought; he had appreciated all signals that showed his elder son was gay, especially, from the time that Patrick and his sons came into their lives. He did not want to torture his son knowing the big problem that this moment meant for the boy; so he caressed his son's face and lifted his chin. He looked into the young peaceful large eyes, he sighed and bluntly said in a low lovingly voice: "Who is the one that has allured the love of my beautiful son?" The boy looked at his father and his grandmother and started crying in silence. Samuel caressed his son's back and hugged him very tight to his chest. Then he continued. "Sammy, we adore you; it is not a crime to be gay, we will support you, but... are you sure?" Sammy nodded silently. Samuel kissed his son on the hair again as his mother did the same to the boy. "Who is the lucky boy, son? Is it John or Ben?" The boy glanced at his father, tears rolling along his young cheeks. "No dad; they are my best friends and know how I feel, especially John; they supported and helped me, they knew that Karl liked me and I liked Karl, but they left us to discover it. Today we were..." The boy described the scene, Samuel hugged him imagining those moments. "Who is that Karl? Do we know him?" "I don't think so, dad. He is a German boy that came two years ago to graduate here. His father is an industrial man and they live in Cologne. He was a lonely and sad boy, I tried last year to approach him but he rejected me, he did not want anybody to know he was gay. He hated this country because of the treatment we give here to gay people. He is one of the smartest students in the school." He paused expecting his father to make any question or comment, and then he resumed. "I was eleven when I discovered I liked other boys, it has been very hard for me, dad. All changed when John and Ben arrived. Ben talked to him in German and since that moment he left his loneliness and came out of his shell, forming part of our group. I felt the happiest boy of the world, dad. He is so great, so good, so brave..." Samuel couldn't but hug his son again. He was in love with a boy as he had been at his age with a girl, his wife. "Sammy, I approve your relationship, I have noted how you have improved your qualifications and I suppose this boy had a lot to do with that. Am I right?" Sammy nodded as his father continued: "However, he is right, this country is not like in Europe, and more in a small town like Richmond, therefore, you must make a great effort and hide your relationship outside the premises of this house; you must promise me, son, otherwise your lives could be a hell. Believe me, son, I have some experience and with this, I don't want to ignore it. You will have time to enjoy each other company, and, as I have said, this house can be your fortress for each other." Then Granny pushed her grandson to her chest and added: "If Karl's family were here we could talk to them. He needs to tell his parents, too. We wonder what they will think about it." "Granny, his father knows he is gay, because of that he has promised Karl that once he finished his school next year, he would return to Germany, he did not like to be here. Now he has changed his mind because of me." "What do you think about inviting him for a sleepover here? With that, we would have the opportunity to know him and him to know us; after all, with the time, he could be part of our family." Sammy blushed and hugged his father very tight. "John and Ben said they have the best dad in the world, but I think they are wrong. You are the best of all." Samuel embraced again his son gently. After a few minutes of intimate thoughts, the teenager said: "Do you think he will accept to come here? I suppose the school won't allow him, perhaps he might need you to speak to the school's Principal. "I'll do if it necessary; even we can phone to his family in Germany if he needs that." Sammy was exuberant, his cheeks red and his large eyes sparkling with happiness. Samuel then added: "Why don't you call him to the school at this moment?" "I'll do, dad, just now; but we want to give a surprise to John and Ben. Karl says that they must be angels rather than boys. Perhaps he is right, because all they had contact with, they make them happy." Samuel then remembered what Patrick had said about these two boys, how much they had suffered in the past and what brave they had been enduring their sufferings in those terrible places. Chapter 20 -------------- John and Ben had had an exciting day, but they felt that the next day would be a key one, especially for John. He could not stop thinking about the beautiful girl and she was thinking the same. Julia never had close contacts with boys, especially so close, and that handsome little man allured her. She could not say that to her mother or a friend, no one would believe her. She was reputed as very conservative, to the point that she would wait until being old enough to get in love and that love would be forever. With these thoughts, she went to bed. Helen did not stop talking about Ben; this Ben was different, the other one used to tease her and never played as this does. Those were the thoughts of the two sisters, of course, marked by the age. Ben thought that the little girl had a lovely butt, so he compared her with his little friend George, but George was great and they had had a wonderful time during the weekend and hoped to repeat it. The following morning, Saturday, at dawn, he was awoken by his brother that was thrusting his cock between his legs; he could notice how his dick pushed his balls sack. Ben immediately got hard too and placed his thighs very tight around his brother's meat. John was moaning in pleasure as he neared his orgasm, he was spurting abundant precum and Ben legs were very slipping. Ben did not want to wake his brother up, it was not the first time that the teenager fucked his legs during dreams, he liked that because he became mad with excitement. He wrapped his hand around his hard penis and started jerking himself off at the same time John fucked his thighs. Soon he heard John's moans and suddenly he stopped breathing and started spurting his semen between Ben's upper legs. That made Ben mad because he was close to orgasm too, only with a few more strokes and he reached the point of no return; he had to put his mouth on the pillow to prevent a pitchy squeal to come from his throat. A couple of hours later he got up and went under the shower before his brother did. John went into the bathroom and peed, he watched his beautiful brother and an impulse took him and hugged Ben very tight. "Benny, I'm mad about you. Today I feel great, I don't know what dream I had because I cannot remember anything, but I feel very happy." Ben glanced at his brother and hugged him rubbing his back and grinning. He deeply loved him, he thought it would be very sad the day that their lives would take different ways, but still was very far away. A few minutes later they were sat at the dining room having breakfast with Patrick. They commented about the house and the agreement they had reached last night. That pleased them because the boys had no roots at all in Baltimore and preferred Richmond Peaks, however they did not tell that to him. Around 10:00, Manuel and his family came, John immediately focussed his eyes on Julia's and to his surprise she was doing the same. Both blushed but tried the adults could not notice it; except for Ben that smiled cunningly watching the teenager's embarrassments. Patrick talked to Manuel and a few minutes later they were driving thru the avenues of the large town. They came in front of a lovely two storages house. Patrick descended from the car as his heart beat hard; he stopped for a while at the low iron gate. They went thru the little garden and Manuel extracted a key, Patrick stopped him. He walked around the corner, lifted a square tile and picked up a key wrapped by an oiled plastic bag. "It was the emergency key." He opened the door and after passing thru the entrance they were in the large living room. He mentally saw his little children running and climbing the stairs, his wife calling them to order... and so many scenes that came into his mind. He could not stop his eyes blur; he had not been in the house for almost two years, and after being repaired, it looked like the day his family left for Europe. He felt Ben and John near him, supporting him. They knew how he was feeling in those sad moments. Julia then said: "May we show the house to the boys, Uncle Patrick?" The girl asked politely. "Please, do it; I need to talk to your parents." The girl took John's hand naturally as if she had been with him her entire life; and Helen Ben's. "Let's go upstairs. They near ran up; the rooms were tidy and ready to be used. "My dad has told us all about this house; I never thought I would have one like this; I'll have the room that used to be Jack's." The little girl shouted to Ben: "Come on Ben! I'll show you your and my room." She laughed with the play with words as she went out, leaving alone the young couple. John answered her. "Julia, your family deserves this house and much more." Staring at her, he added in a low voice: "I'm very jealous of Jack, I'm sure you... liked him." The girl blushed but firmly glanced at her adored boy. "You don't need to have jealous because I did not love him. He was very honest and intelligent, as his father is, but nothing compared with you. He was more like Ben and Ben was more like you are. I adored that little brat." "Julia, I don't know what's happening to me, it is all so new...; I would like to sit here for hours and tell you all my sad and happy moments... the orphanage and Social Houses, the fights, the sufferings, the feasts and finally the mountains and my father. It seems now so far away... however, it is so close. I never told anyone about me, except Ben and my dad; yet I would like to tell you everything. Why? I don't know." The girl stared at him and instinctively she approached him and they hugged very, very tenderly. She did not dare to raise her head, she felt ashamed; she had never even touched a boy before. What was happening to her? She felt the same as the boy that was hugging! But she felt so happy... so secure near him... At that moment they heard Ben and Helen approaching. They separated and she ran downstairs to where Patrick and his parents were sat talking. She manoeuvred so they could not see her face, she thought had been silly hugging John, but she had felt the need, and couldn't stop. She had badly wanted to kiss him. It was strange to her; she had never kissed a boy, but he was so special... A few minutes later the three children came down, John smiled to the confused girl as if nothing had happened. While Ben and Helen went to the basement, John extended his hand to Julia: "Let's see the garden and the garage." She stood and gladly went with him outside; as soon as they entered the garage John softly dragged her to him and she made no resistance, she knew what would come next, but she could do nothing to prevent it, that boy attracted her as magnet iron, her red lips were trembling when he looked into her blue eyes. He raised a little bit her chin and their lips met in a tender and long kiss. John wanted to explore her mouth but he thought that was more than enough for a girl like Julia. She made no effort to separate enjoying it; she felt like an electric discharge between her legs, in the pit of her stomach and upright to her chest. They separated a little as John said: "I love you, Julia. I have been looking for you since I can remember." She looked into those wonderful black eyes for a few moments and then laid his head against the boy's chest. She felt how John caressed his back softly. She then near in a whisper said: "I believe you, John. I think I have seen your face hundreds of times in my dreams and now they come true, but they never told me that you were so far from me." She hugged the boy of her dreams as two tears dribbled along of her smooth red cheeks; they were tears of happiness. John pulled her a little apart and lapped her face drinking the salty liquid. She pulled him to her and they kissed again, they separated and she rested again her head on his boy's chest while John started caressing her silky hair. "I love you, too, John. But what can we do now? We live so far from each other... John then kissed her a peck on the lips and hugged her tenderly again. Some voices were approaching, so they broke apart and continued the tour. The two young lovers promised eternal love and they studied the way to be in contact, special thru a web camera; later they would decide what to do before they could say it to their parents. They had a long way to run before they could be together, but the first brick of their love's foundations had been set into their young hearts. Patrick suggested going to the cemetery; Samuel and Helen applauded the idea. Ben and John knew that would be the hardest moment for his father because he would meet with the reality of his sons and wife's grave. The cars halted and Manuel led the group, stopping in front of a white marble gravestone headed by a large cross, the wording had recently been changed to include Ben and John. Patrick felt his new sons' hands pressing his, supporting him. The emotions overwhelmed him and his eyes blurred when he saw a fresh large bunch of roses adorning at the base of the cross. He looked at Manuel and Helen thanking them. Patrick placed his right hand on the cross and caressed it in silence for a couple of minutes; Ben looked at him and watched how his father's face changed. "Let's go Manuel, and thanks for the roses". Looking at the group he added: "You know very well that I'm not a believer, at least as the Catholic Church pretends, however, I have felt something when I put my hand on the cross as if they were applauding me for what I have done, encouraging me to enjoy the rest of our lives." As they kept silence, he said: "Manuel, is there any place where we can spend the evening all together? Something as a dinner dance, but where the children can stay with us?" The man stared at his wife and the children looked at each other astonished. "Yes, there is such a place and you know who runs it: father Francis. The profits he obtains are to sustain a kindergarten for abandoned babies. It is a beautiful place where parents and young children can enjoy together without the problem of meeting other adults not known to them. Father Francis will be greatly surprised and happy to see you and the boys. "In that case, let's go to the commercial centre, we need to buy clothes for that place for all." He looked at Manuel and Helen." Please, friends, let me do it, I feel too happy today to spoil these moments." The eyes of John and Julia sparkled with delight; she stared at him and met his beautiful eyes. Led by Helen, they went to a fashion shop and during two hours they adjusted their new clothes. Patrick paid the bill and loaded the two cars with boxes. The boys were excited; for John, it was his first society act and attendance, however, Ben had been a few times in similar places, but he equally was as if it was his first time. Around 7:00 pm they met at the hall of the hotel. John opened wide his eyes, his mouth agape when he watched his loved girl dressed in a beautiful blue-marine velvet dress with white straps on her fronts that showed even better her little lemon breasts. A fastening crossed her blond hair preventing to fell on her face. She had undone her plaits and had combed her hair free to her shoulders. Julia looked at her new friends, especially to John; the boys were dressed like little gentlemen. She had to recognize Ben's beauty that probably would turn around more than one head, but her attention was for her boy, her handsome boy. As Manuel had said, the place was full of youngsters and parents; the restaurant's managers offered them a table for five and one for two because they had not made any reservation. They accepted, placing John and Julia on the little table that was just around the corner and into a little bay, but clearly, they could see them. The teenagers were full of joy. A few minutes later, Manuel disappeared and came back with a tall red-haired man; Patrick stood and the two men went into a tight embrace. "Thank God you are safe, Patrick, when Manuel phoned me I just couldn't be happier. You have done something that God will prize you for that. Where are the boys?" The man was father John Francis, a priest that had devoted his life to give shelter abandoned little children. Ben was with Julia and John when his father called them; he introduced the boys to the priest and they shook hands as little men. "Glad to meet you lads, your father is a great man." "Thank you sir; my brother and I are glad too to meet you, too. Julia had told us what you are doing with little children and that's great." You will excuse us, sir, because I have left Julia alone." The priest nodded and they left. The priest looked at the educated boys. "I must leave Patrick; they are very handsome little men. The younger one looks like an angel." "And very smart, Francis, he speaks several languages fluently. They are very close to each other and I love them with all my heart, believe me, they deserve being cared." The priest nodded, shook hand with the rest and left, arguing he was very busy. The dinner went by and when the band started to play that was a revolution as boys and girls of all ages crowded the place, however, a group of five girls ranging from eleven to thirteen, friends of Julia, approached their table, one of them not very shy asked her: "Julia, you reserve the best for you; aren't you going to introduce us to these handsome boys?" Reluctantly Julia did as Ben and John grinned, they knew how to manage this kind of girls. "Will you dance with me, John?" An exuberant girl asked. "I'm sorry, but I have all my agenda covered for tonight, most of them with Julia," John said. The girl blushed as she felt the embarrassment showing up on her face. Then Ben added: "By the way, I'll see you later, because Maria is waiting for me, she is there sat with her parents and her little brother. It has been a pleasure knowing you girls. I might see you later." The girls seeing their frustration left them alone; they started laughing being careful they did not notice. Julia then asked Ben: "Do you know Maria, Ben? She is a good friend of mine and very intelligent. She's Mexican, too, and speaks lovely Spanish." Ben grinned. "No; even I did not know what her name was." Julia laughed quietly looking at the evil boy's eyes. Yes, she liked Ben's free and educated manners. "She looks like a lovely girl with those black thick large plaits." Saying that he went to the other side, and politely, speaking in Spanish, he invited her to dance, she was surprised that such a handsome boy invited her, she stared at her mom and as she nodded, they started dancing. A few minutes later, John did the same and all were moving with the music. After a couple of hours of enjoying the feast, Julia took John's hand and dragged him to the garden. She knew the place very well; there was a large greenhouse and wanted to be alone with John. As soon as they entered, heard some gasps and moan, carefully they approached, and to their surprise they watched Ben sucking one of Maria's breasts while she had opened his fly and one of her hands were caressing Ben's cock. Muffled groans came from that corner as the couple reached the peak of their ecstasies. In the dim light John could not appreciate the redness and embarrassment of Julia, she tried to pull him outside, but Ben and Maria had recovered their breaths and were arranging their clothes and laughing happily as they were coming out. "I have not come here for that," Julia assured while the young couple disappeared. John stared at her carefully and caressed her lovely hair. "I know it Julia, but as you can see, not all girls think as you do. But I like you and I don't mind. We'll have all our lives to enjoy together, I'm no hurry." He lifted her trembling chin and kissed her red lips in a tender and long kiss. "I love you, Julia." She looked at him and dragged his head to her face; she was ready to do anything he wanted. But John kissed her again, but this time he pushed her teeth apart with his tongue, she resisted for a moment astonished but greatly enjoying it. Their tongues whirled inside and she felt her boy's hardness pushing against her loins. She wanted to stop it, but couldn't do it; it was as if her strength had vanished and was entirely at the boy's will. She then abandoned herself to him until that wonderful warmth sensation swept her from her toes to the last hair on her head, her knees buckled and she thought she would fall on the ground. She moaned as John did, but he dragged her to his chest preventing her to fall. After some time, they recovered their breathings, she felt ashamed, but he caressed her face kissing a peck on her lovely lips, as her shame disappeared. Then John said: "Julia this has been a beautiful moment, I'll keep it in my heart forever." She kissed him back, pressed his hand and said: "I love you John and I don't mind what anyone could think about it if they saw us." He kissed his brave girl as he thought the same. With their hands entwined they returned to the ballroom and continued dancing until their parents advised that it was time to return home. They entered the hotel's rooms; the boys went quickly into the showers to get rid of the juices that impregnated their underwear. Ben laughed and John tenderly hugged his brother. "You are a naughty boy Benny, at least you didn't squeal when you reached your peak." They laughed loud and happily. "Yes, you are right. But Maria is a very hot girl! She has the most beautiful tits I have ever seen; I couldn't cup one with my hand. Almightily god, she is so hot...!" They kept silence for a moment while they were touching their hard cocks. "But what were you doing in the greenhouse?" John was taken aback, he jabbed his brother and said: "Well... nothing extraordinary, only contemplating the strange plants and kissing a beautiful girl, that's all." They laughed. Nude as they were, ran to the bed and in a minute, as usual, Ben cuddled into his brother's arms, dragged the cover over them as he felt his brother hard cock poking into his thighs; John instinctively started playing with his little brother's pecker. Both were involved in their mutual thoughts remembering what had happened that night. Then John said: "Benny, I think I'm in love with Julia. She is so wonderful..." Ben felt a sting of jealousy, they had promised one another to love each other and this was the first time his brother in such a manner, deserted him. He, a little bit painfully asked: "How do you know you have a crush on Julia? She is very pretty and good, I suppose you like her, but we are only a few hours..." "Sometimes we need only minutes to know we feel something special about someone. I felt something in the pitch of my stomach at the moment I saw her in the airport; I had felt that only once before, and I was not wrong." They kept silence for a moment as Ben asked: "John, when was that moment that you felt that for the first time?" John rubbed lovingly his brother's cheeks and brought him even tighter as he answered. "You ought not to make that question because you know it very well in advance, but I like telling it. I felt it that day when the boys brought you to my presence in the orphanage. You were and you will be the subject of my affection forever, Benny; no matter to whom I might love or even if you don't love me, you will be above all in my heart, as my first love." Ben sighed and quickly turned over now facing his brother, he touched John's face softly with the back of his hand. "I knew it, John; I knew it!" The younger boy near shouted. "But it is so beautiful hearing it from you... I like your heaps, John. I want you to fuck my bum; I know you have rejected that idea many times, but please do it, I know that you want it." John tenderly separated his brother from him and caressed his silky hair ringlets. "I can't do it Benny as much as I liked it and for several reasons: You are my brother and I don't want to hurt you. I have your love and I can stand without satisfying my lust, though I must recognize you have the most beautiful and adorable butt I've ever seen as a valuable jewel, it must be kept untouched." Ben grinned especially with the last words, however, he wouldn't say him that little George had done to him, though it was just to please the little brat. "I can't see any strong reason, being a brother is great, but to whom should I give my best precious object than to my brother? You know very well it is a Christian custom, but it wasn't in the old times, even recently had been discovered peoples that still practice it. Cleopatra married his brother Toomey. In the Indian and Pacific islands brothers married and had sex together before the Christian introduced their customs. On the other hand, I don't think you'll hurt me. I know you have done it to many boys and girls and no one had ever claimed that you hurt them; I perfectly know you'll put all your expertise to please me and to please you." Ben caressed his brother black hair, gave him a peck and continued: "Soon I won't be a young boy anymore; my butt will not allure you the same, and I know how good it feels when your prick is in there. I fucked George's during the whole night and it felt great, expecting to do it again as soon as I have a new opportunity, so please, John, fuck me and let's enjoy it now that we can. Besides, since we met at the orphanage, you have cared about me, you have protected me, you gave me anything that I asked for, without you never asking about anything in exchange." John frigged his brother's little cock. "Do you know, Benny? You must study for a lawyer because I can't argue against anything that you say; you have arguments to defeat me in any field." They smiled. Ben's eyes sparkled as he asked: "Will you fuck me tonight, brother?" "Not tonight. We'll do it at home and during a quiet night if you still want it." Ben glanced to his cock that was hard as a rock. John stared at it and added: "I suppose your little peg is asking for some attention." Ben grinned. "Yes, and he is not so little. Lately, he has grown a lot. John, would you give me your special treatment? It is a long time you had not made it to me." John grinned, pulled down the covers and his lips sealed his brother's in a long, wet and passionate kiss while he started slowly caressing the younger boy's dick. They broke as John started sucking and licking Ben's earlobes; the boy squirmed at that new sensation, then John continued licking his neck; then he sucked his chin. Ben breath was getting harder and erratically. John then raised his arms and buried his head in the young boy's armpit, licking and lapping it. Ben felt a warm sensation of lust and ticklish that made him laugh incontrollable; he couldn't resist those feelings as his breathing increased. Then John went on sucking his nipples, one after the other, caressing them with the tips of his tongue. Ben felt how his orgasm started building in his loins; John licked his navel and suddenly took into his mouth the young boy ball sack. That was more than he could resist; he stretched out his legs, stopped breathing and squealed as he was hit by a strong orgasm. Hearing his brother moans, John also felt his orgasm approaching; he scooted down and started sucking Ben's toes; then licked his smooth thighs. Ben instinctively spread his legs placing his hands on top of his brother's head, he was moving his sweated head to each side of the pillow; his dick pulsating with each heartbeat as his second dry orgasm approached; John reached the top of Ben's legs and licked his ball sack for a moment, then raised his legs to his chest and looked into that lovely pink and clean hole. He flicked out his tongue and started rubbing and licking it and all nerve ends. The young boy moaned loudly as he was gasping and his breathing now had increased again. John pushed the tip of his tongue into his pucker, but he couldn't enter, but that cause Ben to produced a muffled scream; John continued licking the crack and soon he reached the boy ball sack and took it into his mouth. "John! Please, John!" Ben pleaded, begging to get and end of his torment. John smiled; he placed his hand on the boy's chest and pinched his nipples. John was very close to his orgasm, his cock jerking, and then he left the ball sack and went to the final step. He took Ben's cock in his mouth and engulfed it. Ben moaned loudly as his body got rigid and he arched his hips. At that moment John turned on a 69 position with Ben on top of him. The boy took his brother cock into his mouth as he pushed down his dick into John's throats as he received his second dry and strong orgasm. He squealed again, but the cock he had into his mouth muffled out his scream. He relaxed a little as his orgasm subsided but felt John's jet of semen hitting his palate. He sucked him and tried to swallow his brother's sperm. After a while Ben took John position and kissed him, exchanging his semen. Ben stared into his brother's eyes; he thought for a moment what a hell would be for him if John separated from him. He loved his brother and he thought he would never love anyone. He rubbed John's face and started kissing him around his face everywhere he could in a frenzied moment. After some bliss time the younger boy said: "It has been great John! I never felt like that before, you are so, so good..." Then they lay on his side looking at each other and petting one another. "John, I am looking forward to the day you fuck me." John was to say something but Ben stopped him and continued: "I feel as your brother now, but I am sure that I'll feel complete when we become only one body, only one soul, then nothing will separate us. Please don't take it long." John gave a peck to his brother again, cuddled him into his arms and drifted to sleep. Chapter 21 -------------- The next day, Patrick waked them up with some knocks on the door; it was time for breakfast and still they had to shower. The boys quickly got up, showered and joined his father in the dining-room. "We'll make a trip around the town so you see the most interesting places, Julia had expressed her idea to accompany us while the little girl wants to remain with their parents preparing the move to the new house, and she'll be here in a minute. We'll have lunch and then go to the airport to catch our return flight." John's eyes sparkled and Ben jabbed him under the table in complicity. As Patrick said, they did a good tour around the town, visiting some museums and places of interest. John gave his hand to Julia and she accepted it, however, she flushed, especially when Patrick stared at the couple, but gave no importance to it. They spent a lovely morning and had an excellent lunch in the Airport's restaurant. While they were waiting for Samuel and the rest of the family, Patrick gave John and Julia fifteen minutes of privacy in a small room that exists in many airports for quick meetings or interviews. The young couple kissed passionately and in a moment Julia took John's hand and placed it on her right breast, she knew how much he liked it. The girl squirmed when John cupped that lovely breast and massage it softly. John's cock was hard and he wanted to take her hand on his meat, but probably this would lead to a strong orgasm, wetting his trousers. He made a great effort and watched how the girl closed her eyes as a shudder went thru her virgin body and she experienced a real orgasm, probably for the first time in her young life. She was not silly and knew he had not reached his climax as she did; so when she recovered, dragged John's head to her and kissed him gently. "I love you John, thanks for your love. I know how you are feeling just now, but we can't do anything to solve the problem, can we?" John knew what she was talking about, she then smiled at him. Then she said softly: "I owe you one, and some time I'll pay you back." She looked at her watch: "We better leave; my parents will be here in a minute." "I adore you, Julia, well... yes, I am feeling... you know..." And he flushed again. They stood and hand in hand they went to join Patrick and Ben. The young boy glanced at his brother and grinned slyly, John felt that his brother was reading his mind and observing the little tent on his fly, he blushed again. A few minutes later the rest of the family arrived just in time they were being called to proceed to the gate for accessing the plane. They kissed and hugged; some tears appeared on Julia's eyes as she kissed John on the cheek. "I'll call you tonight as soon as we arrive." She nodded and pressed his hand. They took the plane and as soon as they were steady on the air, Ben looked at John and whispered into his ears: "You better go to the toilette and jerk off your dick; otherwise your balls will ache for hours." The young teenager grinned as his brother pushed him; he stood and went to the toilettes. A few minutes later he returned with a happy smile on his face. "Do you feel better?" John then started making ticklish to his brother avoiding the answer. They chatted during the trip and a few hours later they were at home, tired and excited. They had a quick dinner and went to bed; Ben cuddled into his brother's arms and soon both were hard asleep. Monday started, as usual, the friends met at the bus and they talked about the trip. Mary looked at his adored boy in silence thinking about him, "My God, what a beautiful boy he is!" Ben was not aware of Mary thoughts but only looking at her wonderful little breasts got him hard. He mentally compared her with the Mexican girl and smiled remembering how hot she was. He was not in love with any girl as his brother was, so he enjoyed with each one he could take into his arms. He had observed how his dick had increased in size and his balls were not as tight as used to be; now they hanged a little into the soft bag. They learnt the news about Karl and Sammy and congratulated them secretly, the boys thanked the brothers and they arranged with the teacher to sit together, a black-haired girl traded her seat with Karl. John silently liked that girl as a friend since they came into the school, in spite of all the boys rejecting her because she looked smart and did not allow anyone to touch her. During lunch, Mary was sat near Ben. "Ben, I have some work to do and I would want you to help me, it is not hurried, so next Friday or Saturday we could do it." Ben knew that no work had been programmed because he had asked the teacher the previous Friday and he told him there was nothing extra to do. So he guessed she was trying something, he figured out something good; so he answered. "Any time Mary, let's say next Friday. We can do it after we finish school, and if anything is left we can end it up on Saturday." She smiled at him and nodded. She was not silly, she had noticed that morning that her menstruation had started, so next Friday she would be ready; now she had to manage to keep John engaged with Sammy during that evening until Ben's father returned home. She was lucky because that evening while they were dining, their dad told the family that Patrick and himself would be attending a meeting in the capital city with the Major and the new Governor to deal with the future project regarding the ski resort, and that it would finish around 9:00 pm. She felt how the blood came to her face as the plan stormed into her brains. When she and Sammy were putting dishes into the washing machine, she said: "Sammy, please, could you invite John to stay here next Friday until his dad picks him up; I need to deal with something with Ben." The older brother knew how hot his sister was, so he grinned and agreed. She then went to his father: "Dad, John and Sammy had something to do here next Friday and I have to ask Ben's help for a task we must do during the weekend. When you return from the meeting in the city, could you, please, pick John up here and me at Patrick's when you go there?" Her father looked at her quizzically, he knew how smart that girl was and felt strange that arrangement, but he trusted his daughter. "No problem, I must go there to leave Patrick because it is silly to take both cars." The girl looked at her father as she felt a sting in the pitch of her crotch. The following day Mary told Ben the news, but Sammy told her that John had another arrangement with a girl to work out in a project, that spoiled everything and during the lunch break she told Ben clearly what her intentions and plans were, she wanted to be alone with him, at least for a couple of hours; Ben smirked. "Don't worry... I'll talk to John; he will surely leave us alone." They were walking on the grass, it was sunny but chilly, he then added: "I don't know how I will be able to wait until Friday. You are so, so hot..." She looked around and not watching anyone quickly grabbed his dick and pressed it. She looked into the beautiful boy's blue eyes and mumbled: "Firstly, I want it with you, after that, I wouldn't mind a "ménage a trois". Ben looked at her a little astonished but at that moment they heard the bell calling the students to class, entered the building and each one took a different way to attend their classes. He could not concentrate and hide his hard-on. That evening when he arrived home, John stared at him, Ben could not hide his excitement, his brother smiled at him, and looking at his tenting trousers he asked: "Did your little soldier find a beautiful cunt?" Ben for an answer pushed his brother on the bed on his back and John started laughing as Ben pulled his clothes out and got John naked. He started caressing him, John immediately got hard, he liked those moments of intimacy with his little brother, especially when he gave him no explanation. Soon Ben turned around into a 69 position and took his brother's large cock into his mouth, at the same time he felt John's hot mouth around his dick. A few minutes later they came near at the same time; John with an abundant crop of semen and Ben still in his dry orgasm. "What's going on, little evil?" Ben was on top of John and tenderly kissed the person he most loved in the world. He explained all about Mary, and John wide opened his eyes. "Ben, she is very hot, I bet she is virgin and wants you to get rid of her virginity." Ben smiled and jabbed him again. "Yes she is, but I think after I do the job, she may want a bigger cock fucks her, yours would be the best. You just leave us a couple of hours and come as if you knew nothing, I think we can spend the rest of the evening together, so you make plans and don't tell anyone." John looked at his little brother and took him to his chest, they were again hard and started again sucking each other until a new climax left both completed. It was hard for Ben to keep off from his mind what they had planned for Friday, let alone having her near him during classes, she looked at him slyly as she guessed the boy's thoughts; from time to time she slid her hand under the desk and pressed his hand and his knee. During the break he had to go to men's room and entering the close cubicles he masturbated himself until he got a release. On Thursday evening the two brothers cuddled as usual but John noticed the hardness of Ben's cock, he smiled and slowly he stroked the young boy's long penis, moved around and started petting his brother, soon their mouths met as many times and their tongues swirled inside. "Please, John, let's make love, I am so hard... I can't take Mary off of my mind; today I scarcely could concentrate on my tasks, she was always looking at me and my cock hasn't rested a single minute, only a few minutes after jerking it off a few times." John's glanced at his younger hot brother and tenderly rubbed his back, for an answer he rolled over on top of Ben and started chewing his ear lobes, washing out his ears with his tongue and back over his face; he went for a deep tongue kiss and they mashed their mouths hard against each other. John steadily moved down over Ben's body as he licked and sucked his nipples. Ben couldn't resist his brother ministrations, his body writhed as the pleasure overwhelmed him. John started to lick the inside of his thighs at the top of his legs, and then took his balls into his mouth. John finally with one hand cupped Ben's balls sack and with the other hand his hard rod pulling up his foreskin accumulating precum on the head. He held his cock upright and swiped a lick at the tip of his brother's dick and gathered onto his tongue the glob of precum, and then he held it on his tongue and rose up above his mouth and slowly lowered his face to Ben's. John pushed his tongue out and placed it into Ben's mouth, kissing him passionately. After a while they broke the kiss and tenderly John said: "See how lovingly sweet you taste, my beautiful little brother." Ben launched his mouth up to John's and he kissed him as hard as he could. He stopped and looking up at him. "Oh John I love you very much my brother, my heart is entirely yours." John grinned and scooting down took into his mouth the boy's long dick. Sometime later both came near at the same time. They remained quiet for a few minutes in the bliss of their lovemaking, then John recovered his original position and Ben hugged him gently, caressing him around the face and finally he gave a peck on the lips. "I like you John; I don't think I will able to love anyone as I love you." John kissed back his little brother, pulled his naked body against him and ruffled his silky hair. A few minutes later they were hard asleep. Friday was a hard and long day for Ben, he couldn't concentrate on his school tasks, and fortunately, most of them were of no importance. The school ended and he boarded the bus home, as usual, accompanied by Mary and her brothers, John had caught a different bus. The bus stopped, Sammy and George descended and the little boy was surprised as he watched Mary continuing the trip; Ben could watch thru the car back window how Sammy was explaining him; he did not look very happy. Finally, the bus stopped, Ben and Mary went down. She stared at him with a sly smile; he seemed uncomfortable as he had to arrange his hard-on into his trousers. Nevertheless, what Ben and Mary did not see was how Karl riding his bike arrived. He stared at Sammy and blushed, and then, to George's surprise, Sammy stared back to his lover, and instinctively he took the blond boy's hand as Sammy opened the door and the three entered into the house. George had heard something about Karl and Sammy's relationship but did not know anything about their sleepover. The two boys had agreed with this; however, Karl needed to report to the Principal, though his parents had talked about his permission to allow the boy staying the weekend at Sammy's house. As soon as they entered the house, left the backpacks on the floor embraced and kissed tenderly. Then Karl explained. I didn't want to come without reporting to the Principal. He thanked me; my father had called him from Germany." Then addressing to the little boy that was with his mouth agape, he continued: "I suppose you don't mind, George, we love each other." The impish little boy grinned slyly as he answered: "Not at all, Karl; you are welcome to our family." The noise attracted their Granny that was on the kitchen preparing some tea and toasts for the boys. She kissed them on the cheeks and George thought: "Definitive, I'm a lucky boy. Tonight will be a great one." Thru his trousers' pocket, he touched his little weenie that was getting hard thinking in what he expected to watch. And he was right. That night the teenagers deeply enjoyed their love until they were exhausted; Karl lost his virginity at the hand of Sammy who already had some experience with Jack. But it was not only sex; each one had met his half that probably would last for many years together. Little George grew up watching his brother's happiness and soon he forgot what the teenagers did together, starting to accompany Ben and some girls. "Glad to see you, Karl," the old woman said. "Feel comfortable as you were in your own home." "Thanks, Granny," the German boy answered as he ruffled George's brown lanky hair. Ben and Mary arrived at their bus-stop; descended from the bus, and hand in hand went to the house she knew so well. "Are you sick? She laughed as Ben reached the door and opened it. It was chilly outside; however, the house was very warm. As soon as he slammed the door closed, Mary got him from behind and started kissing him passionately. "I love you, Ben, I have been waiting for this moment since I knew you, that afternoon in my dad's office." She resumed her kissing to the blond and beautiful boy. Ben kissed her back caressing her breasts and her thighs, she squirmed in delight and started moaning. "Let's go to your room." They left their backpacks on the ground floor and ran upstairs. Ben started undressing but she stopped him: "I want to do it myself." She slowly began putting off his clothes amongst little kisses; when he was naked waist up she pushed him down on the bed and started rubbing him, sucking his nipples and caressing his chest; then took off his shoes and socks, unbuckled his school trousers, slipped his fingers under his underwear and dragged all clothes to his ankles. Ben's hard cock popped up from his confines, he felt a lovely sensation as his dick got released from its prison. Mary watched for a few seconds that beautiful hairless long cock as a cigar, pouring precum. Ben stared at her for a few seconds and before he could move she squeezed his cock as a wad of precum oozed from the tip, she then licked it, kissed its purple head and got it into her mouth. It was the first time she was blowing a boy and in her inexperience, she rubbed the sensible head with his teeth that made Ben moans in pain. "Mind your teeth, Mary, do it slowly and only with your lips." She nodded and thought how silly she had been, but she continued sucking him. Ben did not last long, he had masturbated a few times during the day but his young body quickly recovered since he did not spurt anything. Stammering and between gasps he said: "Please suck it hard, knead my balls gently at the same time, I am close..." Before he ended the sentence he raised his hips, placed his hands on her head and moaned loudly as he reached his climax. She continued sucking him but knew she had taken her adored boy to his highs; she then looked at him and kissed the young boy on the lips. "Sorry, Ben I have been so inept hurting your beautiful cock." He dragged her to him and his dick started to get rigid again, he wanted to fuck her just at that moment, but John's advice came into his mind of being careful and thinks she also was a human being and that he must put his best care to satisfy her, too. He kissed her on the lips at the same time he started undressing her. "You are beautiful Mary and not clumsy at all, only inexperienced and I love that in spite you hurt my cock a little." She smiled at him. Ben took off her socks, then her thick woollen skirt. He thought to start sucking her toes as John made him last night, but he rejected the idea, firstly because he did not like the smell of sweat and second because she was waiting for a good release of her sexual tension. He commenced lapping her thighs; instinctively she spread her legs to give better access to the boy's mouth. Ben then placed his palm on top of her most private part and massaged her pussy with care. She was devoid of any hair, except a few silky hairs on her pussy's lips. She moaned in pleasure and her breathing started being erratic, he then grabbed her panties and took them off, discovering that beautiful inflamed part of her that was pouring precum. He took between his fingers the little inflamed clit and rubbed it very carefully and gently; she moaned and raised her hips. Ben smiled, he bent his head and took her clit between his lips sucking it, at the same time he introduced his forefinger in her vagina, she screamed pressing Ben's head against her vagina. "Do you like it?" For an answer, she raised her hips as he finger fucked her. Ben grinned as she screamed tossing her head from one side to the other on the pillow with her first orgasm. Ben's dick was hard; while she was recovering he took off the rest of her clothes, except the little bra. The boy lay near her without stopping rubbing her pussy tenderly. When he felt she had recovered he asked her. "How was it, Mary?" "Wonderful, but I want you to fuck me and your large cock into me. I am sure you'll be tender and hurt me the minimum." Ben kissed her again, he slipped his hand under the little bra and cupped one of her beautiful and undeveloped breasts. She squirmed. "Please Ben, untie my bra." He released it and found that glorious part of her; he couldn't stop and took one into his mouth for a few sucks, then the other. He raised his head and their mouths glued in a long and wet kiss. She was excited and near stammering said: "How, how will you do it?" Ben grinned. "It depends on how brave you are, I can lie on my back so you can impale yourself controlling your body, or I can have the lead, so I would penetrate you when I think you are ready. John told me that in any circumstance it'll hurt some, since I must get rid of your virginity, nevertheless, the quicker it passes the best. I have never fucked a girl, you are the first one." She thought for a moment and smiled with a sigh of satisfaction. "So we are both getting rid of our virginity, aren't we?" Ben grinned at her and she continued. "I'm sure you'll do your best, therefore, I prefer you to take the lead and enter my body that wonderful long cigar." Saying that she attracted to her the boy's face and they started kissing passionately. Ben's cock was harder than ever and wanting to go ahead. He extended his left hand down to her pussy and started playing with it, introducing his middle finger until it topped with her hymen. Her body squirmed with the contact as Ben continued sucking her breasts; she was very close to her orgasm. Her breathing was heavy and was moaning and gasping for air. Ben scooted down lapping her abdomen, then he took his hard cock and pointed it to her vagina, in seconds he replaced his finger with his iron dick, entering her a few centimetres. The boy was anxious and the contact with that warm cavern excited him very much, almost losing his control, but he thought on John's advice making a great effort. He wanted to fuck her, not to rape that lovely girl that he loved some. Those thoughts brought him to control. He started sucking her breasts and at the same time trying to fuck her, however, he noticed how she moaned in pain when he pushed. Both were close to their climax and both lost control of their bodies. She hugged him very tight raising her hips to meet the boy's cock; Ben then pushed hard once as he heard how she screamed in pain; he retracted and again pushed even harder. Again he heard the girl's moans in pain but he could not wait, his body asked him to entirely enter his tool down into the wonderful cave. He could not help, he again pushed hard, but this time she did not scream as the sharp cock broke the barrier and it buried into her at the moment he reached the peak of his climax. Mary moaned coinciding with her orgasmic peak. A mix of pain and pleasure, but soon the pain was replaced by a new warm sensation of fullness and high pleasure. Ben was breathing hard and sweating but remained into her as both calmed down; he tenderly kissed her. "The worst is over, Mary. You are not a virgin anymore." She grinned and attracted him to her as their mouths met passionately again. That was a wonderful moment, he commenced fucking her again, first slowly and then faster; he rolled on his back so she was on top of him so she could have the lead. "Now enjoy it. Does it hurt?" The girl grinned. "Not now. It is forgotten since you lost your virginity, too." She caressed him and started moving up and down, grinding her pelvis around that long axle that was into her. Again their young bodies started to build a new orgasm, both were moaning loudly; fortunately, they were well off of someone that could hear them. Ben had never felt so good. He pushed up fucked her pussy in a wild and uncontrolled way. They were two hot animals at the peak of their lust. After a few minutes, their bodies tighten as they reached again their climaxes. When they calmed down she slid to her right side still breathing hard, with her left leg on top of her boy's hips. Ben noticed how his cock was getting softer, but not flaccid. He caressed the girl's face and tenderly kneaded her rounded face. "How do you feel, Mary? Is that what you expected?" She giggled and hugged the boy tightly. "It has been better than I thought. I would repeat it again and again." Ben grinned and caressed her. She added: "The evening is still ours, we have time to enjoy. I feel thirsty." Ben then came out of her and naked he stood and went to get his underwear, but she interrupted him: "You don't need that, besides I like to see you naked, lover." He grinned, came back and caressed gently her again. He then went downstairs, his cock dangling and his balls hanging into their sack. He took a couple of fruit juices and two glasses and returned upstairs. She had been cleaning herself and received him with her arms open. He emptied the juice cans into the glasses. They sipped then amongst little pecks. After a few minutes they started again caressing one another, in seconds Ben was sucking her breasts and she was moaning in pleasure; he entered her and again they repeated their moans and gasps until they came again. Still breathing hard he slid on his side, but both were very tired and after more than an hour of lovemaking. Without feeling it, they got hard asleep. Chapter 22 -------------- John had finished his work with the girl and her mom drove him home; after thanking her for her kindness she drove back home. John extracted his key and opened the door, he watched the two backpacks on the floor, and absolute silence in the house, it was already dark, and he entered the boiler's room and fed it. He guessed what could have happened, he found the door ajar and opening it he found the young couple still embraced and deeply asleep. The view excited him, Ben's dick was hard and he had a smile on his beautiful face. John's cock started to grow quickly, he rubbed it over his fly and felt a lovely sensation. He was approaching the bed when his cell phone rang; he then ran to his backpack and took it. He heard his father's voice. "John, where are you?" "I'm at home, dad; I have just opened the door. I was washing my hands." Before Patrick could ask, he added. "I think Ben and Mary are upstairs playing because I have heard their giggles." "Good. We still are in the capital city with the Governor's team. I don't think we'll be able to go back now, it is late. So we'll sleepover here and tomorrow early morning we'll come back. Please arrange dinner for you and the children. If Mary wants to go home, call a taxi; if not, her father will pick her up tomorrow around 10:00 am." "Don't worry dad; I'll see to that." "Ok, son; be good boys." He cut off the call. John smiled and he thought how great it would be for the couple lying upstairs. "Ben deserves to spend a good night with a girl." He murmured for himself. So, instead of waking his brother up, he went to the kitchen and started preparing some sandwiches and refreshments, it was too early for dinner, "My brother and Mary must be starved," he thought with a grin. He put on the TV set and started watching the news; nothing was interesting, so he prepared a tray with the sandwiches and went upstairs. As he entered, Ben opened his lovely blue eyes in astonishment: Samuel did the same to his mother, and Granny then told the boys, they had just come down from their bedroom. Some minutes later came George, when he knew about his father's call he thought again: "Really, I'm a lucky boy.". "What time is it, John? Ben asked, his voice near awoke the girl that moved on the bed. John smiled at them. "It is over 9:00 pm, probably ten past." Ben jumped from the bed frightened. "God; dad will be here in one minute and we still are in bed!" He was to call the girl up when he watched his brother smiling and without any signal of concern on his smooth face. "What's going on, John? You seem not to worry about what could happen..." John pushed the boy on the bed as he admired the beauty of his lithe body. "Dad won't be here until tomorrow morning. He phoned me just about three hours ago and they must sleepover in the capital city, they will return tomorrow early." The boy changed from worry to relax as he jumped on top of his brother and started making ticklish to him. "You evil fucker... I'll kill you tonight." The noise and giggles fully woke Mary up. She stared at the two handsome boys and sighed, and then extended her arms to John. "Please John, come to my side." Jack glanced at Ben and he nodded. He stood as the tent on his fly was obvious. She smiled at him: "It seems that your little brother wants a ride. It is not fair that we are naked and you are dressed." John took seconds to take his clothes off. His cock was oozing precum; she extended her hand wrapping and squeezing John's hard boyhood. John moaned in pleasure. "Come on, John, get in bed with us." The girl watched her lover's cock harder than ever and looking at Ben, she added: "Ben, let's fuck again, John will do it after you, I want to know the feeling of his thicker dick in me." Ben did not doubt a second, he spread her legs and entered his cock to the hilt in a single thrust. John bent over and started sucking the girl's lovely breasts, one after the other while Ben was fucking her pussy. John had not had a release since the night before; he changed and then glued his lips to hers in a passionate wet kiss. She extended her left hand and wrapped his thick cock with that lovely little bush of curly black hair; it felt so good... After only three or four strokes, John felt his orgasm building in his loins and tenderly took off her hand from his hard cock as his orgasm hit him; he spurted a few wads of white semen over her chest, while Ben continued fucking her like a rabbit. John went ahead lapping, sucking and swallowing his semen. John's cock continued hard, his young body immediately refilled and was ready again. He noticed Mary was near her orgasm. Ben watched his brother, and that excited him to the limit, he screamed as he came with a wild orgasm on top of her. When he recovered fell on his left side near Mary breathing heavily as his dick came out of her wet vagina. "Please Ben, don't leave me, I am so close..." She pleaded to stammer with her pitchy voice. John smiled; he wanted to continue his little brother job, but he also wanted to get calmed down. He left his sucking and kissed her. "Don't worry I'll finish his job." He looked at Ben that was recovering and winked an eye to him as an explicit approval of his work. Ben smiled happily. John stood while Ben continued kissing the girl; the elder boy went to his trousers and extracted a condom from his pocket, in seconds he wrapped it around his hard cock. She looked at him a little bit surprised but approvingly. "This will prevent any risk of pregnancy; I spill a lot of semen, so this will make you more comfortable." She grinned; she was now more relaxed and looking at that thick cock a little longer than Ben's. The young blond was attentively watching his brother as he spread a little her legs, and then started sucking her nipples, Mary immediately reacted by breathing hard and caressing John's black curly hair. He guided his hard cock to her hole and without leaving his sucking he pushed down into her. She moaned a little in pain as that bigger tool entered her, but the new sensation of fullness and pleasure overwhelmed her and forgot anything about pain. He went to the hilt and started fucking her as there was no tomorrow. They rolled on the bed, now she was fucking John rather than he fucked the girl. She was mad and wild; Ben looked at her action and felt a jealousy sensation, not because his brother was fucking the girl but otherwise, he always was happy about his brother fucking boys or girls. He felt very proud of that; but his jealousy came from the fact that she was fucking him, probably stealing his love from his brother and besides on his bed. He would have stopped their fucking at that moment, but instead, he left the room and went to the bathroom, closing the door behind. He felt very bad and wanted to cry; he promised himself not to allow anyone to steal his brother's affection; he would never share him with anybody, at least on his bed. "Never!" he repeated loudly while the water washed his tears. He put on his pyjama and as he passed, heard the loud noise of their fucking and orgasms. He gritted his teeth and went downstairs to prepare dinner for the three; he was hungry. He put a cold pizza into the microwave oven and cooked it with some vegetables. Half an hour later he heard the shower running, they had finished; he sighed. He took another big pizza into the oven. Some minutes later Mary and John came down clean, and dressed in long robes; she was wearing one of his. The food was already cooked and placed on the table ready to eat, Mary looked into those lovely blue eyes that she so deeply loved; she sat near him and said in a low voice: "I have missed you, I wanted you near me. You are my one but don't worry we have all night to enjoy. We are lucky, I didn't expect this, but I have been greatly surprised that our parents will remain in the city tonight. Most likely they will take the chance to do what we are doing here." They grinned as she kissed him on the cheek and Ben flushed. John then hugged his little brother from behind very tight and whispered into his ear: "You have done a good job, my little brother, and tonight you can complete it." Ben forgot all his jealousies and felt the happiest boy in the world. He attracted his brother to him and hugged him back. "I suppose your dad will be here tomorrow early morning, surely they will have a good time together tonight," John said. "It has been a lovely evening Mary, this will be part of our secrets forever. No one must know it. Will you return home now?" She thought for a moment. "I think I should go home; I don't want to betray my granny, however, we can phone her telling that I will be a little bit later, let's say about 11:00 pm. The problem is that there are not taxies at that time." The boys exchanged a glance. John then said. "There is not any problem. My father's car is in the garage; I'll take it, I can drive. If any policeman stops us you must say that you are feeling bad but don't want to go to a hospital." She smiled. "That will work. Let's harry up dining; after a good time I can return home." They grinned, but persons propose and God disposes. John fed the boiler to keep a good warmth temperature. The three happily ran upstairs, and in seconds they discarded their clothes and jumped on the large bed. The food had refilled their young energies as their bodies were ready to enjoy and have a good time. Mary then pushed her adored boy on the bed as she straddled him and their lips sealed. John also joined the couple and they started a night of sex without any restriction. They obeyed only their instincts, sucking, fucking and caressing each other without caring about the outside world. They forgot about Mary return, so, several hours later they were exhausted, their bodies on different positions on the large bed, but hard asleep. Mary had her head on Ben's shoulder and John was behind his little brother; his right arm protecting the young couple. He had discarded the rubber which prevented Mary from being pregnant, but she knew what she was doing. They also had forgotten to touch the electronic clock, so at 7:00 am it rang waking them up. At the first moment, still almost asleep, they thought it was time for school, so the three jumped from the bed, but after some moments they realised it was Saturday; but instead of returning to the bed, naked as they were, the three began to laugh uncontrollably. Then Mary said: "I must prepare a good explanation for Granny. While I have a shower, please get ready a good breakfast. I'm starved." Ben grinned gave her a peck and went downstairs to the kitchen. John took the sheets and got rid of any trace of their sexual night; he then put off the lights and opened the window. A draught of chilled air filled the room. As he was closing the door he saw Ben. "Let's have a shower in the downstairs bathroom; Mary is here. If we join her we won't finish in time. They laughed and quickly entered the room. Between jokes and laughs, they helped each other. "We'll never forget this night, Ben; your virginity's night has been a full success. I must recognize Mary is a great girl and deserved to be loved." They dried and dressed. Soon Mary came down with a happy smile on her face. "I expect this night will be forgotten, unfortunately, we cannot repeat it. Let's have breakfast." They sat down around the table as Ben served the food. "Thanks, boys for your help, it has been even better than I thought." She smiled looking at her adored boy, then took one of his hands in hers and bluntly said: "Ben, you are great, I don't think anybody would have done it so well. I have greatly enjoyed and I will never forget it." She then kissed him on the lips and Ben kissed her back. They heard a car entering the driveway and the door open. They exchanged greetings with Samuel and he kissed them on the cheeks good morning; then he said something to Patrick regarding their weekly night trip. The boys were exhausted, especially Ben, so after a while, his father sat on the large sofa with both to his side; he dragged them close to him. "You look tired; I suppose you need the bed after a long night. I'll go out with Samuel around ten tonight. We have good news regarding the ski resort; its construction will start next spring and will last of about three years to complete it." Ben yawned and Patrick continued. "I have some plans for the coming Christmas, besides, your birthday will be within a couple of weeks; we need to talk about everything, but I think it'll be advisable after lunch. Am I right?" Ben looked at his dad near with his eyes closed; the boy needed more time on the bed. "Sorry dad, I don't know why I am so tired." John grinned as they went upstairs and under bed's covers, a couple of minutes later they were rock asleep, each one in his room. They didn't hear Patrick entering their rooms, the door was ajar and he went to their beds, caressed his sons' hair and kissed them on their forehead. They woke up after four hours of sleeping; it was near lunchtime. The boys felt their strength restored as a lovely smell came from the kitchen, their cocks hard with the bladder full. After peeing John slyly smiled at his little brother as Ben jabbed him. "Yesterday's actions tired me to the limit". "Yes, you seemed a rabbit but you did a good job." Ben sighed and pushed his brother to the bed, starting to wrestle laughing and having a good time. After lunch they went to make some of their home works; it seemed strange to Patrick because his sons never left anything for the next day. When they finished came down and joined him, John prepared some coffee and brought it in a large tray. He poured it on the cups and the three started sipping it. "Dad you said this morning that you have some plans, what are they, then? "Well, as I told you, the building of the ski resort will start next spring; however, we can't wait until them to enjoy the snow; Ben and I can ski but I'm afraid that you, John, had not any experience. What about if we spend next Christmas' holidays in a ski resort in Europe? This would be my present. I know that this might bring some memories to Ben and me, but I think it is something that we must face sooner or later." John didn't say anything but Ben hugged very tight his father. "Yes dad, you are right, and it is an excellent idea; those events look so far now that sometimes I feel ashamed." John caressed his brother and said: "Yes, it is an outstanding idea; though we could change and go to any of Canada's." Ben then intervened. "I don't mind going to Europe; I like Switzerland's resorts, and we could invite Julia to accompany us..." John jumped on his seat saying." "I would love being with her, but I would prefer only us; we'll have time to be together. I think Karl is travelling to Europe, too; we might pay a visit to Germany and Austria. I would like to see Vienna." "In that case, the item is closed. I'll prepare everything. Please don't advance anything to your friends until we have a clear decision. Meanwhile, I'll get your passports and everything we may need." The boys cheered up his dad and started making plans. After dinner, they had a little time watching their favourite TV program while Patrick went into the library to read, he was not very fond of television. After some time, the boys switched off the set and kissed his father goodnights, then went to bed. Half an hour later they heard Samuel's car and his father locking the main door; Patrick joined Samuel and left for their Saturday's night. As usual Ben cuddled into his brother arms and John started playing with his brother's flaccid cock and ball sack. Ben liked those moments of intimacy with his brother touching him, they chatted feeling how his young dick started to get hard while John thicker cock logged between his legs. Most of the times, those moments led to mutual masturbation or sucking each other, but also only to enjoy their closeness and intimacy. Suddenly the jealousies of the previous evening came into Ben's mind. He was now hard, but rolled onto his left side and faced his brother. "John, I must ask you to forgive me." John glanced at the young boy astonished, Ben had done nothing to forgive and he looked surprised. Ben then continued: "Last night when you and Mary were at work..." He caressed his brother lips with the tips of his fingers and continued: "John, I felt very jealous, even I cried." John hugged his brother and dragged him tenderly. "If you felt like that, I promise I'll never fuck her again. I don't feel any attraction to that girl and I'm sorry you felt bad..." Ben interrupted him. "No, John! I don't mind her either. I don't love her... well not as deep as you love Julia. When I felt so bad was when she started fucking you, not otherwise. I felt as she was stealing your love from me. I recognize it is silly but I felt very, very bad. I would have stopped her. I enjoyed it when you were fucking her, but I couldn't bear watching her fucking you. I had the idea that I couldn't share you with anybody, especially in our bed where nobody had been allowed to lay. I never minded before when you fucked Sammy or any other boy or girl because I knew you fucked them, not on the contrary." John hugged his little brother tightly and rubbed tenderly his back. "I love you, my little brother!" John caressed his hair, kissed his forehead, then his nose; he sucked his chin and scooted down starting to suck his nipples. Ben between little gasps and moans rubbed his brother back as he continued sucking his nipples, then his buttonhole and finally he took Ben's ball sack into his mouth. The younger boy knew what was coming next, and felt excited. After a while, John knew his little brother was very close to his orgasm, so he took his long cock into his mouth and started sucking him. Ben closed his eyes moving his head to each side of the pillow. He felt his climax building in his loins and balls, and then felt transported to the seventh cloud; suddenly that beautiful sensation arrived with a terrible spasm that looked as if his cock was to explode. He could not stop a yell coming out from his throat as he reached the peak of his orgasm. For the first time, John noticed in his tongue the lovely flavour of semen that he had been waiting for so long, he continued sucking his brother as he wanted to extract until the last cell from his little brother. When he felt Ben's cock was becoming droop he left it, scooted up near Ben and looked into those beautiful blue eyes; Ben had near recovered his breathing and looked to John a little bit surprised. John bent over, their lips near touching: "I like you, Ben. Congratulations brother!" Before Ben could react he kissed him, introduced his tongue as he shared that flavour that they knew so well. Ben immediately recognized it; he wide opened his big blue eyes breaking the kiss. With a trembling voice, the boy asked: "John, is that what I think it is?" "Yes, my little man; you are not a baby any longer, but a little and handsome young man." Ben could not believe it, his eyes started pouring tears of joy as he hugged his brother. He separated and rolled on top of him; he caressed his elder brother hair and tenderly kissed him, as he had never done before. "You are the greatest thing of my life, John; you are so immense, so wonderful... Thanks for giving me so much happiness. I'll never forget these moments of joy. I would like dad was here to tell him. But tomorrow will be a good day. Now, John, I want to see it by myself." He innocently asked his brother: "Can I jerk it off again now?" John grinned and hugged him again. "Of course you can, but probably not as often as before, because your balls need to refill." Ben's dick was hard again and oozing precum, he wrapped his hand around it and slowly started to masturbate his long cock. Soon he commenced to gasp as his breathing increased; John caressed his face and started petting him. They were sat on the bed with their back to the headboard; then John wrapped his left arm around his shoulders and the right caressing his ball sack. Ben's body tensed, John knew he was very close to his climax, he noticed how his ball sack tightened. The younger boy lay against his brother as a loud moan came out from his throat and his hard cock spurted a drop of whitish clear cream that made an arch and landed on his hairless crotch, two or three more followed dribbling on his fingers. As he recovered, a nice smile appeared on his face, he turned around his face and pecked his brother's nose. "It is beautiful, John." For a few minutes, they enjoyed those moments. Ben then pushed John on the bed and without any preliminaries, he took his big tool into his mouth; he didn't need to make great efforts, John also came and Ben kept into his mouth near all of his brother spunk; then he repeated what John had done to him before. When they calmed down and their dicks were sag, Ben turned over and crossed his leg with John's; he loved that position because he felt the tenderness and softness of his brother most intimate parts. Ben stared into those black wells of his brother black eyes and asked: "John, when will you fuck my butt?" John was taken aback; he did not expect that question because he thought his brother had forgotten it. They intensely looked into each other eyes for a moment, John then slowly said as he touched the smooth boy's face: "Never!" He answered with determination. Ben looked surprised, but John immediately added: "Ben, there is not any more beautiful butt than yours, I think have told you it before; any boy-lover or gay would give the fortune to fuck it to satisfy his lust. But you are my brother, and what I expect from you is affection and I have it; so there is no reason to hurt you to satisfy my pleasure. It is better a good blowjob as you just made me." As Ben was to argue, he placed his finger on his lips and continued: "Ben, we are not gay, nevertheless, we enjoy fucking girls and boys, especially, if they ask for it, so I'm sure you will not enjoy it as I didn't enjoy when the GB did it to me. Please, don't ask me again to do it, unless you become a gay-boy, what seems very unlikely." Ben's eyes blurred and some tears trickled down his smooth white cheeks. He sat on John's lap and surrounded him with his arms in a tender embrace. Not a word was expressed because Ben perfectly knew that his brother was right and he demonstrated, once more, to be the greatest soul of the world. He thought he was right that day in the orphanage when he first met him and trusted him. The following day, as soon as Patrick woke up they flew to his room stark naked and Ben hugged his father: "Dad, I have great news for you." The man asked with his eyes as the boy continued: "I'm a man, I'm already a man!" Patrick was not surprised because he knew how his sons had grown up lately in all senses; he tenderly hugged both rubbing their backs. As his father didn't say anything, Ben innocently added: "Dad, do you want to see it? I can jerk it off here." Patrick smiled, kissed him on the forehead and said: "I believe you, Ben. You don't need to make any demonstration." Ben flushed and smiling he hugged his father and brother again. The boys' birthday arrived with two days difference, so they agreed on the celebration together, it was December 2nd Ben was twelve and John fourteen. They invited only their most intimate friends; Samuel's family and Karl. After a few telephone calls to Germany in coordination with the school's Principal, he obtained permission to sleep over either Samuel or Patrick's home any time he wanted. Of course, he preferred to sleep with his lover. It was Friday, so when the boys ended school all met at Patrick's. They spent a lovely evening together since Sammy and Karl could freely express their love, being always with their hands entwined and from time to time they slid to Ben's room to alleviate their sex tension as they were waiting for the night. Ben too, in a moment took Mary's hand and went to the cellar; the little rascal of George wanted to follow them but John stopped him. "If you go behind them you can spoil a good feeling that I have for you in my room, if you want, of course." The ten-year-old boy looked at the teenager and smiled slyly. "I know you are a good master and I would like to learn from you." They smiled and John started making ticklish to the little boy. They laughed loudly enjoying their time, while Mary and Ben reached the great couch in the basement. They had a quick sex moment getting partially naked. Both loved those quick encounters. When they returned a few minutes later, George looked at John asking: "I am waiting, you must comply with your promise." The elder boy grinned, jabbed him and told Ben: "Ben, I think George want to see what we have in the computer." Mary stared at her younger brother a little bit disappointed, but Ben, who was very fond of the little boy, took his hand and they ran upstairs. As soon as they were into Ben's room, he locked the door, and before the little mischievous child could realise he pushed him on his back on the bed. George immediately knew what was coming next and he was glad for the change. His little weenie started to grow and Ben did not lose his time. He dragged the little boy trousers and underwear to his ankles and became licking and sucking his little pups; then his navel and finally took his whole package in his mouth. George commenced breathing hard and moaning with his adored hero ministrations. He would have wanted it slowly but the smart boy understood that was an special moment dedicated to pleasing him. The little boy planted his hands on Ben's head as he started thrusting into his friend's mouth. He had his eyes closed and felt in his glory; he saw beautiful rainbows and multiple colour stars in his young mind as he experienced his dry orgasms. Ben was near hard again, but he thought that was not the moment to please himself. So when he felt the little boy pecker started getting soft, he left it out his mouth and joined the little boy on the bed, he then asked him: "I think my computer is marvellous, isn't it?" The little boy grinned and extending his arms hugged softly his hero as Ben caressed his back. "Thank you, Ben. I owe you one." Ben dragged George's clothes up and helped him to dress; then unlocked the door and started wrestling and making tickles to the little boy that laughed and shouted excited. He escaped from his tormentor, opened the door and ran downstairs followed by Ben, both laughing; the little boy dropped himself onto his father's lap, thus avoiding Ben to continue teasing him. Samuel hugged his younger son tenderly and Ben sat near Mary. That was the normal behaviour for them that would continue for many years ahead. The candle blowing came and all sang the happy birthday to you. They received little presents from his friends; since all had been warned that what they liked and wanted were their love and understandings. However, Ben and John got surprised when his father said: "I have a special present for you, sons." Samuel knew about this and grinned as his sons stared at him quizzically. Patrick stood and entered into his office, a few moments later he came with two yellow envelopes that he gave to the boys. Excited they opened them and found their new passports extended at their names with the new surname, that meant the adoption had been completed and they officially were brothers. The boys stared at his father as they at unison said: "We are Rockfield! Thanks, dad, for this great present." There was a vertical piano that no one had touched because none of them could play it, except the old owner. Then granny stood. "I'll try the piano. It is now a long time since I played it, still, my husband was alive." Everybody stared at the old woman and Samuel had to make a great effort to keep his tears back, as the image of his father came into his mind. The instrument has been closed since her husband died. She then said: I know besides me, there is here a lovely person to whom we love, who plays even better than I do, he's the player that we need." Samuel knew who his mother was referring to, so he said: "Go ahead, Karl." Then Patrick added encouraging the boy. "We didn't know you were so a genius." Karl blushed as he looked tenderly to his Sami. He sat down on the stool near de piano and opened it. Then touched reverently the instrument, he found the piano was perfectly tuned. All kept silence as he started playing "For Elise", from Beethoven, then "Moonlight" from the same author and a few more from Mozart. He obtained strong applause from his audience as he flushed again. Then Ben and George approached him and said something into his ear, all could check how he nodded, as they talked in German. Then he stood. "I'm a poor pianist and I had not played since the last summer. However, still, there is another surprise. Everybody kept silence; he then made a tone and started playing, after a half minute they heard Ben's and George clear child voices rising singing "Vois Ton Chemin" from the French film "Les Choristers". The adults stood and hugged the boys, Samuel had the eyes blurred, he did not know he had such a musician in his family. Then the adults returned to their seats as the boys sang the song from the film "The Emperor of the Sun." Seeing the success they sang more popular songs, among them an old one from Kenneth Mackellar, "A cloud without destiny" that Karl knew and liked very much. Mary had her sight fixed on her boy, she would have gone and kissed him just there had not been her family there. George sat on his father lap with his little arms around the neck of his progenitor. Then he said: "Sorry dad I didn't say you I was in the school choir with Ben, he dragged me to there when school started. But now, watch my sister, Mary, the next is for her." Ben then added: "I'm glad that you liked our songs, we are not fully trained, but you have watched how George has sung. He performs most of the solos in the choir, he is a real nightingale." The little boy flushed as he buried his head in his father's chest. Ben stared at Mary but said nothing. Karl started a low tune as the boy commenced: "The most beautiful sound I ever heard... Maria..." He continued with this marvellous old song from the film "West side story". When he finished, Mary could not stop herself; she jumped from her seat and launched herself into her boy's arms, as she murmured into his ear: "I love you. I won't ever forget this!" She kissed a peck to her boy on the lips and returned to where Granny was. She could not stop her tears as her grandmother rubbed her back. The birthday celebration ended after dinner, and Samuel's family, including Karl, returned home. Needn't say that Ben and John mutually enjoyed sex together, but only until Ben was fourteen and in special occasions. They were truly brothers and not lovers. Two weeks later, taking the opportunity that a Friday was a local feast in Richmond Peaks, Patrick said to his sons: "Sons, I don't know whether you have planned anything for the coming long weekend; if not, I would like to make a trip to California to see the oldest member of the family: my wife's grandfather. He is over eighty y/o and is looking after our ship." Ben immediately remembered what Patrick had said in the mountains. "Dad, is he the man to whom you helped in the fishing boat?" John then smiled imagining his dad when he was ten, kissing a little girl and being always naked on board. "Yes. He sold out his house and spends most of the time in the ship looking after her; nevertheless, he lives in our house." John then encouraged his father to continue talking about his father. "Yes dad, please let's go. We have a little homework to do, but if we hurry up, we can finish it tonight. I'll ring Sammy about it so he doesn't wait for me during these days, he can do it with Karl, and Mary by herself." He added looking with a grin to his scamp brother. "Alright, boys! Please get everything ready, don't take many things, because California is very warm and you rarely will need to wear winter clothes like here. We'll fly directly to San Diego, I'm sure you'll like that land." The boys had no time to lose, they ran upstairs and Patrick went to his office to book the flights. The following day, around midday, they were landing in San Diego's airport. After picking their luggage up Patrick hired a car and left, driving to the North along the coast. The boys were astonished by the vegetation so different from Richmond's. Reaching near the seaside there were large fields planted with oranges and lemon trees, at this time covered by fruits. "It is fantastic, dad. I never thought there were so many oranges in this state." John said. Chapter 23 -------------- Some miles away, an old man was sat into the well-cared ship's little room, placed at the stern that served as a library, studio or dining room, and could be transformed into a bedroom if necessary for the night. He had an old album with photos in his wrinkled hands that he was watching with wet eyes and cheeks, due to recent tears. He extracted a white cloth from his jacket upper pocket and dried his old eyes, and then suddenly he grinned. He detached one picture from the album; it showed two naked boys of about nine and eleven that were giggling while they were holding each other dicks in their hands. He made that instant at the request of the boys during a fishing day, three years back. They were alone almost in the high sea, long away from the coast. "Naughty boys" he murmured as he kissed the picture. Then took it and burned into ashes. "God must have them near Him." He whispered with a sigh. Pinned to the wall, there were some other photos of the same boys at different ages, accompanied by their parents. As he went thru the album pages he stopped in a page where the pictures have taken a yellowish colour. He was younger and pictured with a girl and a boy, apparently of the same age. The pictures showed the children from the age of nine or ten until they were teenagers. He took a blue handkerchief from his trousers pocket and cleaned his eyes as he kissed them. Unexpectedly, he heard a pitched voice calling him. "Who was calling him?" He murmured. "Most likely must be someone that wants to buy the ship, or need some information." He thought. As he came out thru the cockpit, Ben asked from the dock: "Excuse me Sir; may my brother and I jump into the ship? She is beautiful and looks very well cared." The man was greatly surprised with the educated mood, besides, the boy did not call the ship "it" as many would do, so he deducted the boys knew what a ship was, and he was glad of it. He then answered: "Yes, come in boys, please." The boys stared at each other as the old man continued: "You are not Californian, are you? It seems you are from far in the North East, am I right?" "You are right, sir. We live in the mountains far away from the sea, but we like ships." The man grinned. "Come in, I'll show you her. She is not very large but is a marvellous lady and we love each other." The boys grinned as the man showed them the cabins, the store, the galley... and everything he thought of interest for two young boys. Finally, they sat on the studio and the boys stared at the pictures pinned on the wooden thick walls; immediately they recognized their father in different ages with his late family. John then, pointing out to one of the old pictures, asked the old seaman: "Excuse me, sir; are these two children your grandson and granddaughter?" The man put on his glasses and looked at the photo that John was signalling: "Yes, they are. But that picture was taken more than thirty years ago. The little boy wasn't my grandson in those moments, but I loved him even more than to my little grandchild girl. The photo was taken the summer she came back to live here with my wife and me. Her father was my son, a Navy officer, but I had not seen her since she was a baby. My son and his family had been abroad, however, the boy came here every summer since he was six and we were close friends. Later on, they grew up, married and had a family." The boys perfectly knew the rest of the story and John did not want to dig in old wounds, so they changed a little the subject as Ben said: "Who would have said that! Did the boy like ships?" "Yes, a lot. He loved accompanying me to fish, he was a good sailor, never got sick." He paused for a moment involved in his thoughts. "By the way, which are your names? The old man asked while he offered a cola to the boys, John then replied: "Thank you very much, Sir. He is Ben, my younger brother, and I am John. Our dad is in the canteen; probably he will come to fetch us. We are looking for a ship to buy, we liked this, but the port authorities have told us that she is not on sale." The man looked at the boys astonished, as he was to replace the album into a drawer. He then heard a familiar man voice asking: "Could you sell her to us, grandpa?" The old man spun, cleaned his glasses and fixed his old eyes on Patrick's. He almost fell on the around leather couch stick to the ship's wall, had not John held him. "Patrick!!! Patrick, you are my boy, my little boy!!!" They hugged tenderly. "I can't believe... I can't believe you are here after so many misfortunes...! I thought you still were in the hospital. But, but... then who are these marvellous and educated lads?" "They are my adopted sons. They saved my life grandpa." Patrick then went telling the old man the story as they had planned. The man cried in silence as his memory went back to those happy summers with his family. He calmed down and hugged Patrick tenderly again. "God bless you, my son. Only you could have done that, I bet that Nora and the children would have been very happy with them, too." Patrick wanted to change drastically the subject. "Grandpa, is she ready? The old man grinned and proudly answered: "This is the best ship of this port, I must recognize that she needs to rest offshore for some time and make some necessary maintenance, but once we refill the tanks with oil and water we can leave. We have frozen food for a week in the refrigerator." "In that case, what are we waiting for?" The old man seemed to rejuvenate and recover ten years of life. The boys were a little worried because they did not know whether they would get seasick or not. After she was refilled and obtained permission from the Port Authority, the boat proudly started moving pushed by her powerful diesel Volvo engine. Patrick started teaching his sons the name of every part of the ship. They were far out of the coast and the weather was warm, even hot for boys accustomed to living in the high mountains. Ben then said: "Dad, can we get in the nude, or at least on our underwear? It is too hot." "You better go under deck and fetch for something more comfortable; you can rummage in the store and surely, for you Ben, must be something from my elder son. John can wear one of my shorts. I don't mind you get naked but I don't know how things are here after three years." They did, and the old man looked surprised to see so beautiful boys near-naked in winter. They enjoyed the trip, and at the end of the day, the ship dropped the anchor in a quiet bay. The weather forecast was good, so they did not expect any problem. After dinner, and while their father was on deck chatting with grandpa, they went to have a look at the old photos. There were many books on a fixed shelf, Ben went reading the titles and found one classified: "Erotic", the title: "The Island that never was". That raised the boy's curiosity as he thought it might contain naughty photos. He had a look and could see it was only text and had been manually bound. He started to read it and soon he was engulfed in it. They would occupy the large bed in the main cabin, grandpa and their father one of the single cabins. "John, I'm tired. I'm going to bed." He kissed his father and the new grandpa goodnights and went into the cabin. John had dressed and was sat on the deck, participating in the conversation with the two adults; he opened a cola can and began shipping some of its content. After two hours, they decided to go to bed. John was astonished watching Ben avidly reading the book he got from the shelf, so he did not notice his brother's presence. John touched him. "Ben, is it interesting?" Ben grinned to his brother. "More than interesting; it is wonderful. It is written in easy English, probably by a foreigner and depicts the life of an MD and his eleven-year-old adopted son in an isolated tropical island, after they had amazingly saved their lives when their ship wreckage; well, in fact, was the boy who saved his father's life. The story has something in common with ours." The older boy watched his brother and could see that, instinctively, he was rubbing his cock. "I see, it must be interesting because your cock is hard." Ben flushed." "Well, it is exciting and beautiful at the same time; even I felt some blur in my eyes when the boy saved his father. He was an orphan as we were and his father a good man. The action takes place in the year 1786, just three years before the French Revolution. I'll ask grandpa if I can take it." John smiled, ruffled his brother's hair and went under covers, a few minutes later he was hard asleep. When Ben felt his father coming thru the cockpit, he put off the light and also drifted to sleep. He would have wanted to continue reading but he thought he might take the whole night, so he thought to read it at home. Close to dawn, John was awaked as he felt his brother's hard cock pushing against his loins mumbling unintelligible words as he was moaning, John quickly scooted down and took into his mouth Ben's dick, in seconds he started spurting he little load into the elder boy's cavity. When he felt Ben's penis was getting flaccid he returned to his original position; gently rubbed his brother's hair and returned to sleep. Before sunset of the following day, they returned to Port and drove to their house. Patrick wanted to keep a memory from that visit, so as they passed thru the town, entered into a photographic studio and made a large picture of the four of them duly framed. The house was well cared and beautifully furnished. It was placed at about two hundred metres from shore. Scattered on the walls, as in the ship, there were many pictures, witnesses of the previous occupants. Patrick sighed and explained his sons all of them. The old man could not be happier. Patrick asked him: "Grandpa, you are living alone here. Would you like to come and live with us? We have a marvellous house in a nice town; the only problem is that the weather is not like in California, but colder." The old man sighed hugged all three but rejected the idea. "No sons. I was born here and I'll die here. Now I am very happy because I'll spend most of the time on the ship. I'll drag her offshore on dry dock to repair. She will be ready on June for a long voyage, if you want her." The old man's happiness was obvious. Patrick then said: "I'll arrange someone to come here and make the entire household for you five days a week. You must promise me that you will phone me in case you get sick or something grave disturbs you. You don't need to pay anything to anybody, even food. The local National Bank has been duly instructed to pay your bills and provide you with the money that you might need." The man hugged Patrick and the boys again. While Patrick was preparing the car the old man said to the boys: "He always was like that. His adopting parents loved him and for me he was the real grandson that I never had. Please, look after him; he is an exceptional human being." Ben and John hugged the old man and the elder boy answered. "We know that grandpa and we love him, too." On Sunday afternoon they flew back home. Chapter 24 -------------- Fifteen years have elapsed. Both brothers, with a year difference, both went into the College in the University of Harvard, so they could not be far from Julia's home. John and Julia married when they ended their studies and graduated. They are today a prestigious couple of MD surgeons specialised in children blindness, working for a Hospital in New York. They have developed a new technique and many children had recovered their sight thank to their skill. They have a girl of six and Julia is expecting twin baby boys within a month. As John foresaw, many years back, Ben is an excellent lawyer. He joined Mr Hartwell's office, now run by his nephew and himself; so the firm's name is "Hartwell and Rockfield Associated". Ben is in charge of the foreign division; so he has to travel frequently to Europe where he enjoys meeting Karl and Sammy there, whenever they are available. At the end of following school year, and after their fifteenth birthday, they declared publicly their homosexuality and love. To overcome the social problems caused by their feelings, Karl returned to Germany, taking Sammy with him. They went into the university in Cologne, and today are good architects, living and working in the Netherlands as a married couple, perfectly accepted by both families; though reluctantly by his American neighbours. George finished brilliantly his Law studies two years ago, and now is working for Ben. He also often travels to Europe, though he lives in the capital city in a flat near Ben's; not far from the office, so they do not need to take the car. As his sister Mary, he is Mr Independence, as Ben calls him. Up today, he has not any intentions to get married, though he has girls everywhere he goes. He always said: "Mother Nature won't trap me." Patrick and Samuel are very busy helping Mary running the mall's business, now converted into a large building. They do not need to work since businesses are good, but they enjoy it. Sometimes they take their grandson with them. They live together in Granny's house since she passed away seven years ago. Samuel left his house to Mary and Ben, though besides helping Mary, he continues with his clinic. I have left Mary for the last because she and Ben formed an unusual modern couple, and deserve most of the last of this story. Ben and Mary had a curious relationship; she liked and deeply loved Ben as never before, and Ben paid her back. Right, when they returned from the university, started living together as an unmarried couple, she mentally considered him as her little pretty boy, in spite of him being six feet tall handsome young man. Ben was not a sportsman but liked to make daily physical exercises swimming in the public pool when he could not do in theirs, so he had a wide chest and strong body. Some years ago, she decided to have a child with Ben but did not want to get married or tell him. She wanted the child for herself, but from Ben, not from anybody else. She knew that was a pretty dilemma, but she had been very lucky and thought she would sort it out. They were gladly united; most of the time faithful to each other, sharing their lives and the bed every weekend from Friday to Monday, when Ben had to return to the capital city and on holidays. The young man loved Mary, but he had not a crush on her as his brother with Julia but took any opportunity to help her and fuck each other until they are exhausted. They adored those sweet moments after the sexual pleasure fulfilling their bodies and souls. Probably they were happier than most of the official married couples, but both wanted to keep their independence. Both had fucked others, but after the experiences, they reached to the conclusion that nothing was to compare with their weekends together, so Ben was genuinely in love with Mary as she was with him, but they did not know this fact. They never talked about this, though facts demonstrated it everyday. He took her a few times to Europe and she thought she would never love anyone as she did to Ben. She told everything to Sammy and Karl and obviously, they laughed with her. Ben rarely was serious, everything amused him, and their social status more than anything. He had a different view of life as he has transmitted it to George that was very close to his hero, and his happiness was contagious. This helped him to solve many difficult cases where the defenders looked like wolves trying to bite one another, and many times, after speaking to him, they left his office with different views of life, especially when there were children involved. Mary had decided to have a baby and she wanted to leave things clear right from the beginning, so one night after they had satisfied their bodies with great lovemaking, and as usual in the bliss of the moment she said: "Ben, I want a baby..." As he was to answer her, she continued. "...with you; but she or he will be my baby. You must promise me that you won't interfere with our lives." He looked at his lover with those intensely blue eyes and smiling, argued: "You can have it with somebody else without him knowing anything, or even going to some of those semen suppliers, so in the future, you would not have any problem on raising he/her." Visible upset, she stared at her little boy, as she mentally called him, but recognized that he was right. "I know it; but the problem is that I want the baby with you and not with somebody else, Mr Lawyer. You know very well I'm not a whore to give my body to anyone, except you, of course." He grinned amusedly. "Alright, Mrs Independence; but before my dick is prepared for that great work of art, I want to set up some conditions. You also know that I have never given my semen to anyone for any purpose, let alone knowing its destination." "Here we have again the lawyer!" She murmured. "Alright, let's see what those conditions are." Ben gave her a peck on each of her beautiful nipples and she gasped; smiling added: "We are talking about serious business; that will come later." "Alright beautiful; let's says it is a boy. My conditions are: 1, we will continue living together as up to now. 2, you will allow me: a), to care about you and the baby; b) to love him as mine, so privately I will be his father; teaching him and doing what a good father does to his son; c) he to love me if he wanted, without you jeopardizing it. 3, when he reaches 12 y/o, he will decide whether to undo whatever you have done. And 4, we will never quarrel about him, neither publically or privately. His happiness will be above all and our only goal, not our egoism or selfishness. He must be free to decide what he wants to be. I have intervened in many cases where parents placed their interests before the child's." She thought for a moment, then smiling said: "And what's about if it is a girl?" "The same; except those items that typically are feminine. I should not talk to a girl about menstruations or sex. That's what I mean." "Alright, Mr Lawyer; I accept." Then in a low voice and biting Ben's ear lobe, she added: "I have trapped you, clever pretty boy, because within six months we will have him or her here." At the first moment, Ben got surprised, but as usual, he started laughing and enjoying the unexpected situation; he then kissed her tenderly. That made both to laugh loudly. As usual, they did not make a tragedy of their situation, but all the contrary, they enjoyed it. During her pregnancy, Ben acted as a real husband, especially accompanying her to see the MD specialist and to help her; but they did not count on the third on discord: the little beautiful imp boy that was born six months later. For their amusement, he was a clone of his father, except the eyes that were light blue. As he grew up his mom input him that Ben was his father but he has to call him "uncle" when they were outside or with strangers. Soon, the brilliant whiz little kid guessed that his uncle was the person to whom he most loved; if the little boy was crying his father words and kisses would calm him immediately. He loved being bathed by his father and the giggles of the boy could be heard in the house as Ben hopped him up and down or made him ticklish. When he was four, he heard how other adults started telling him that he was the child picture of his father, especially Mrs Carla, the owner of the kindergarten; she had known Ben when he entered into her mother's restaurant when he was eleven. When he was five, one day that he was playing in the garden with his best friend, Peter, this asked him: "Ben, why do you call your father "uncle" and not "dad" as I do to mine? My mom says that you are much like your father, and an uncle is..." The little blond interrupted his friend. "I know what an uncle is. I have my uncle John, my uncle Sammy living in Europe and my uncle George, who makes me feel very good with ticklish when he comes home; but my mom insists on it and I don't know why, besides, I don't want to upset her, because she is great." Peter then argued. "If I were you, I would call him dad, because he is a real dad for you, even better than mine for me; he plays a lot with you, he teaches you many things, he reads stories to you when he tucks you in the bed. My dad never does those sorts of things to me." The little boy expressed with resentment. "Peter, please, don't say it to anybody, it is our secret, but from now on, you will never hear me calling uncle my father, but daddy." The other little boy smiled satisfied because his friend had taken into account what he had suggested. And he did. The following Friday when Ben came to the kindergarten to pick him up, the little boy ran to him and jumped into his father's arms. Then they went home. They entered the house as the boy said: "Daddy, will you continue reading me that lovely story tonight after bathing me?" The little boy was surprised because his father did not get upset, as his mother would have been; instead, he smiled, hugged and kissed him tenderly as he liked a lot. Ben then said: "Yes, my little tiger. I will". But the little imp wanted to deep into that problem that he had discussed with his friend. "Dad, Mrs Carla is expecting a baby; she has a big tummy and when Peter asked her how happens that she had a baby into her belly, she answered that her husband put half of a little seed into her tummy, and with another half from herself that completed a full seed that started growing up, and soon will be a baby. She then added pointing out to me:" "I hope she or he resembles his father or to me as Ben looks like his father. "I felt very happy when she said that." Ben hugged his son, but the little boy continued: "Daddy, I'll never call you "Uncle" again, at least while we are together and mom is not present because I don't want to upset her." Ben looked into his little son's beautiful face and kissed him softly, but he did not want to interfere with Mary's decision. He then added: "I don't mind whether you call me dad, uncle or whatever you like, my little tiger. I'll always love you the same." He started making ticklish to his son and the little boy giggles made him feel the happiest man of the world. When he stopped and started dressing the young boy he added: "Dad, do you think that I will be as tall and strong as you are?" "Even more; you'll be like a great lion." Ben started roaring like a lion and making little bites on the smooth boy chest and tummy. The boy laughed putting his little hands on his father's head trying to stop teasing him. "Please stop, daddy stop!" He yelled as he did, the little evil added still smiling: "And my little weenie will also grow as yours?" Ben grinned, rubbed the silky hair and tucked the angel under the covers. "Sure, if not, how could you release your pee if you have a big body and that little sausage that you have now?" The little boy grinned and kissed his father. "Goodnight, son." Ben returned the kiss as he sighed. The smart little boy was careful not calling Ben "dad" when his mom was there, but "father". He always was eagerly looking forward to the Friday to arrive when his dad would come back from work around mid-afternoon and would take him on his shoulders, and then to go learn swimming, to walk in the park and ride the bike, and at the bedtime, he would bath and tuck him into bed, then he would read him some pages of the story and adventures of that brave boy and his father in a tropical island. At first, he did not understand what "tropical" meant, but his daddy was so nice telling him the long story... Ben had established a routine from the moment his son was born. He worked hard from Monday to Friday and had discarded the car to come and go from Richmond to the capital city; instead, he used the train and took the opportunity to read urgent works during the trip. Sometimes, if George was also coming, he accompanied him. As soon as he arrived went to the kindergarten to pick his son up. These last days the little boy did not receive him calling him "uncle", but he ran to Ben naming him loudly "daddy" so everybody could hear it; especially his friend Peter. When the father took the boy in his arms, the little urchin turned his head to his best friend and grinned slyly, as telling him: "I told you I would do it." Mary was so busy, especially Friday and Saturday that she did not pay much attention to the changes that her little son was experiencing, however, Ben perfectly knew what was going on in the mind of his son; nevertheless, as per what they had agreed, he did not force or interfere with the little boy. He gave him all his love and support that he needed, but never against his mother. Ben was a busy and successful lawyer; apart from George and his partner, they had hired the services of three young and capable newly graduated lawyers, particularly those recommended by his favourite former teacher in the university. With these new arrivals, he had made a more rational distribution of the hard work. Mr Hurtle, now retired, was very happy and he dedicated his time to write books about Law. However, except in very special circumstances, Friday 1:00 pm was sacred for Ben. He would call a taxi, ride to the rail station and take the 13:15 train to Richmond Peaks. Entering into the kindergarten house and find his son running to jump into his arms, was the greatest pleasure of his life. He would never thank Mary enough for her idea, so he would never do anything to endanger their relationship. As a lawyer, he and Mary perfectly knew that with the new technologies about DNA, he could claim the little boy's fatherhood, but he was faithful to his word. "After all, what does a name mean? What matters is the love irradiating from his son to him and vice versa. He would never put at risk that relationship because he was sure his son, sooner or later, would decide his way." He thought. Ben did not know that his little tiger had already decided what he would be. A few months later, after the summer great holidays, the boy started in primary school; he was then almost 6 y/o. The first school day, as usual, his mom told him that his father was not his father but his uncle and he should say that to his new friends, nevertheless, the boy had different ideas; she then kissed him before he took the school bus. He did not want her to drive him as other moms did to their weeping and stupid offspring. He proudly sat in the classroom dressed in his beautiful uniform; near him was the little wheeled backpack that his dad had bought for him. A man entered, all the boys and girls stood, but he ordered to sit down. Then the man spoke. "Well little men and women, I am going to read and check the list just in case there is any mistake or someone is missing." The little boy's eyes sparkled as he was called "little man". The teacher started naming his pupils in alphabetical order, as the children answered "yes". Then he heard: "Benjamin Keller". There was no answer; the man then repeated: "Benjamin Keller". Silence again. "Please, Benjamin Keller?" No one answered; however, he heard a murmur near the little boy as his friend Peter was telling him something. The man then said: "What's up, little boy? Peter blushed and then said pointing his finger to his friend: "He is Ben, Benjamin..." The man looked at the pretty little boy and he met those lovely eyes defiantly on him. "Are you Benjamin Keller?" "No, sir. My name is Benjamin P. Rockfield; my father is Franklin Benjamin Rockfield, my grandfather is Patrick Rockfield; my..." The man stopped him raising his hand, tenderly smiling to the little blond. Ben, I don't need your family tree." He ruffled the little boy silky hair and gently asked him: "I suppose you know the name of your other grandpa." "Of course I know. He is Samuel Keller, and I have two uncles, Uncles George and Sammy that is living in Europe; and my mom is Mary." He added that because it was cool to say he had an uncle who lives in Europe. The man turned around facing the class teacher, a middle-aged woman, which could not also conceal her smile. When the man was a little serious spoke softly to the boy. "Alright Ben, you do very well knowing the names of all your family, I bet that not everybody does like you." Then, the little blond boy pointed out to his friend Peter, who was sat down close to him and said: "Sorry, sir; but my best friend Peter also knows all the names of his family." Peter blushed and felt he had a friend the best boy in the town. The little boy sighed with pride as the man continued: "It must be a mistake on the list because you are the son of a great young lawyer and your uncle Sammy is an excellent architect who lives in the Netherlands. I used to be in this school with them since I was your age. I'll clarify this with your parents. Thank you. Let's continue." The little boy could not feel more happy and proud as the man continued reading the list. The teacher was also a psychologist specialised in young children. He returned to his office, dialled Mary's number and told her all about her son, congratulating her. "It is not normal such an explanation from a boy that still is not six." Mary kept silence for a moment and then asked: "Do you think that he is being influenced by someone, let's say by an older boy?" Of course, she was thinking of Ben. The man grinned. "All the contrary, he is doing it on other little boys. I would have liked you were here to watch how he argued in favour of his friend Peter." As Mary did not answer, the man continued. "In spite of the mess that the little boy has in his mind, which should be clarified as soon as possible, the child seems to have very clear his ideas; he is extremely intelligent and it would be a pity confusing or spoil such intelligence." That was not new for her; she was expecting that reaction, but not so soon. She mentally decided to wait until Ben returned on Friday. So she answered the man. "Thanks for your call. I'll deal with this problem with his father, as soon as he returns from the capital city next Friday." After goodbye, they hung up the phone. Her father had warned her a few times, nevertheless, Patrick did not interfere, but she was sure he shared his father's opinion. When she returned home, the Mexican lady that looked after the little boy while his parents were at work, informed: "It seems the school has had a good impact on Benny, he came exultant this afternoon." She left as the little boy came to kiss his mom. "How was your first day at the school sweetie?" The little boy stared at his mother and slowly answered: "Very well mom, but please, don't call me sweetie anymore; that's girlish and for the babies. I'm not a baby any longer." "Then, how shall I call you?" Mary then slowly added: "Sweetie?" She did it on purpose trying to get the little boy upset, but the boy, like his father, did not explode so easy. "Please mom, please; I have told you not to call me sweetie, you can call me little man as the teacher does in the school, or tiger, or lion as my father does." Mary did not want to insist because she was well aware that her son had inherited the beauty and intelligence from his father, and the stubbornness and determination from herself. "Alright pretty boy, give me a great kiss and go into the tub to get rid of your school stink." The boy smiled and kissed her. He ran upstairs and soon she heard the noise of the water as he was playing in the tub. Deeply she was very proud of her son. She thought that she was fighting a battle that knew had already lost; however, the problem was how to get out of the fight without being badly injured. "I'll wait until Friday; sure my beautiful pretty elder boy would have a solution." She murmured for herself. On Friday Ben came by road since he had something special to do in his office. Mary retarded her return from the mall, and when the little boy heard the car entering into the garage, he ran as fast as he could and jumped into his dad's arms. Ben raised him to his chest kissing and hugging him; he rubbed his back, and still with him in his arms kissed Mary. He sat on the armchair with the little boy on his lap, as he said. "Well little tiger, what's about your first week in school, did you like it?" The boy looked into his father's eyes, got serious and answered him: "Yes a lot, but... but I am pissed, I have fought a boy because he made fun of me." "Why, sweetie?" Mary asked on purpose; the boy near furious and visibly distressed, said: "I have told you not to call me sweetie!" The boy answered to his mother near shouting. "I am not a girl or a baby. I don't know how many times I have to repeat it to you!" Ben pushed the boy to him because he was on the verge of crying. "Please Benny, take it easy. Please answer your mother's question." "I fought him because the first day I said that my father was not my father but my uncle. But even the teacher, that knows you since you were ten or eleven, said that I am a living copy of you; that you are my dad and not my uncle, as mom is always telling me. So I told the tall man that was listing us that my name is Benjamin Rockfield, like you." With tears of impotence rolling his smooth cheeks, the little boy shouted: "I won't go to the school again, that's clear, if you insist on calling me sweetie and that my dad is not my dad but my...!" Ben dragged the boy to his chest and kissed him on his blond hair, rubbing his back as the boy placed his little arms around his father's neck and his wet face on the man's chest. Ben smiled amused because he was expecting this moment would happen someday but not so soon. Rarely, and for the first time, Ben got serious. Mary understood that her stubbornness and independence was for herself and not to be imposed on her son. She then took the little boy in her arms and tenderly said: "Don't worry my little man; your name is and will be Benjamin Patrick Rockfield, the same as your dad." And then, looking at Ben and smiling she added: "I'll take care of that next Monday." She sat down near Ben as she continued: "I have lost this battle but not the war." She separated a little from her son: "Within almost six months you will have a little brother or sister." Both Bens looked at her and hugged tenderly the three together. The little boy kissed his mom and said: "I will have an eternal love for you, mom." Shocked, Mary glanced at her son: "Who has taught you those words, little evil?" The little blond blue eyes sparkled and answered: "During the break this morning, a girl of my age kissed me on the cheeks and told me that. I wonder who told her." He extended his little arms around his parents and added: "I love you. I have the best mom and dad in the world!" THE END.