Date: Fri, 13 Apr 2018 14:16:30 -0400 From: JOHN C Subject: Juan and his Patron IX This story contains sexually explicit scenes of a boy discovering his Sexuality with an adult male. If this sort of things offends you, you are under 18, or is illegal in your location, leave now. Be advised that this is a work of pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. Also all locations mentioned herein are fictional. I love to hear from readers. Comments or criticisms may be sent to Jfamcam@Gmail.com Please donate to Nifty.org at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Your donation will allow stories such as this to be published. Juan and his Patron - Part IX -- The Party The next day and all through the week everyone in Portamao was smiling. At every conversation it was always said, "how about our boys -- what a thing they did to beat Lisbon..... Yes, it was truly amazing.... We are so honored" Francisco was so happy he even let Theresa get some ice cream. The shopkeeper asked, "Are you not the sister of Juan De Silva." She answered, "yes I am." "Well your brother and the entire team has brought much honor to our little village. I cannot take money from his little sister. Anything you want in the shop is yours!!" `Ohh my, oh my thank you." Theresa thought for a moment "This is so nice of you, I will accept but I will only get what I came for a dish of the chocolate maybe with sprinkles. It would not be gracious to take advantage for such a generous offer. Thank you." "Ahh your family has taught you well little Theresa, chocolate with sprinkles it will be." Theresa ran to Francisco who was waiting outside. "Papa, papa he did not take the money because of Juan and the winning of the game." "It seems the whole town is very happy about the winning of the game. Perhaps, at diner you should tell Juan of it for it is his doing along with Patron and Tomas and the team." So it was all over little Portamao, the happiness for the team translated into giving and sharing. It was as the Patron had said winning the National Championship would bring a new life and energy. The magistrate became aware of the Patron's plan to have a party for the team. He went to his house. "Patron, this party you plan, may the town be of assistance. With your help the team has brought great honor to our village. It is only right that we should share in the celebration. What can I do to help?" Magistrate that is so generous of you. Yes I think it should be a large, large party. It should be open to anyone from Portamao for in reality the victory is theirs. Also little Juan asked if we could invite the Lisbon team. I was thinking it would be an excellent display of good sportsmanship and would make our victory all the more meaningful. It is not typically done so it would separate us in the most positive light. What do you think?" "Yes, yes that Juan I fear someday he will have my job. His heart is so pure." "I think we would need tables and chairs for 1200 people and food and wine and music for dancing." "I shall talk to the town council, I cannot commit funds without their approval but I am sure they will agree. I think a little parade with the school band and team leading the way to your villa would be a good way to gather the town." "Excellent magistrate, do you have a portable loud speaker system that we could use." "Yes of course as well as tables and chairs from the high school." So the planning for the great party was put into motion. In order to have more room Patron asked Francisco to plank over the pool. The hardware and lumber supply upon the magistrate's urging was very willing to provide the material on a loan arrangement. For once used, the material would serve no other purpose so could be returned after the couple days of use. Party lights were strung all around Patron's property. There was much preparation to be done. Francisco with Eduardo, Jose and Carlos were going crazy trying to keep up. Juan and Tomas joined the crew. Miguel upon hearing the need for help gathered the team to include coach Garcia. Now Francisco had a formidable work crew and all was done in time. Food was to be handled by Rosa and the restaurant where she worked, wine was supplied by a local winery that supplied the famous Portugal port as well as the sangria to be made with much fruit from the market. Patron knew to add a bit of water with the ice to make it more like grape juice than wine. The villa was decked out in balloons and posters from the middle and grammar school. The day of the party was to be one of the biggest days in Portamao's long history. The invitation was extended to coach Rodriguez and his team as well as parents and family to include girl or boy friends. He was a little surprised to say the least. In all his years in coaching these celebratory diners were only for the winning team. He was also honored that Portamao would think of his team. He asked the team and they all wanted to go. After almost two weeks of work and exactly two week from the game the party was to be held. The wonderful Portugal weather cooperated with nice sunny warm day the high temperature was 75 F. The Lisbon bus was stopped two kilometers from the Patron's villa; which was where the parade was formed up. The magistrate was in the lead along with Tomas and Hector in front with a banner that read "COME TO THE CELEBRATION DINER FOR THE NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP." Then the band followed by the fire department for safety, then the Portamao Team and the Lisbon team. As the parade passed on lookers they fell in step behind the group and just about 1200 people came marching up to Patron's gate. The Patron welcomed them all into his villa. After a bit of milling around and most folks getting a glass of wine or something else, the Patron went to the little podium that was set up, took his glass and clanged on it with a fork. "Welcome my friends welcome, we are here to celebrate not the winning or losing but to the competition and the good sportsmanship displayed by two excellent team. In a game decided by one point in the final seconds it is fitting that there should not be a winner or a loser. As we congratulate our Portamao boys who just barely beat the clock let us also congratulate the Lisbon boys on whom time just ran out. Raise your glasses please... to Portamao & Lisbon to the wonderful competition, heart and courage you displayed in our National Championship game." With that a great cheer went up from the assembly. Coach Rodriguez got up and went to the podium. "Folks the National Tournament committee has asked me to award their most valuable player for the tournament. This is awarded every year to the player who displays the most leadership, competitiveness and will to win and who inspires his team to perform to their highest potential. It gives me great pleasure to award this trophy to the one who made the winning basket, who everyone calls the runt... Juan De Silva. Come up here Juan and accept your trophy." The assembly stated chanting "JUAN, JUAN, JUAN Juan stood up and yelled to be heard over the crowd, "Most respectfully coach Rodriguez, I cannot accept." "Come up here so you can be heard Juan." Juan went to the podium. "This is a great honor but I'm sorry, I cannot not accept." Coach stepped in, "But why Juan?" "This is because I made the last shot but in a game decided by one point was not every basket valuable, was not every rebound valuable, every defense, every pass, every play. If I accept this it means that all the points and rebounds that Tomas got were not valuable, or Hector or Miguel or anyone. It means that the players who worked so hard in practice were not that valuable." As Juan spoke a thought came to his mind. "Was not the whole team and the coach and the Patron and all the parents also valuable? I do not think there is a most valuable player. Tomas, Miguel, Hector, Pablo all you guys come up here. You too coach and Patron. THE WHOLE TEAM IS MOST VALUABLE!!! Coach Rodriguez, I ask you to take the trophy back to the committee and ask them to change the inscription to the most valuable team. Then I think we can accept it." Again the assembly broke out into a cheer of JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN!!! From the podium Juan on the speaker changed the chant to MOST VALUABLE TEAM, MOST VALUABLE TEAM, MOST VALUABLE TEAM!!! Juan went and hugged all of his team mates and the coach and Patron as he was doing the chant from the assembly changed again to JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN, JUAN!!! The smiling magistrate leaned over to whisper to the Patron. "I fear this is but an omen on things to come. They shall be chanting his name in years to come. Will this not be so Patron?" "Yes, magistrate never have I seen such leadership, compassion and integrity in one so young. You should be thankful, there will be several years before he is old enough for him to challenge you." "Si Patron however when that time comes I shall say my bones are too weary to go on and retire without defeat. I shall not be the fool." The Patron laughed ..."Well said magistrate" Diner was served in a buffet style. It was quite an accomplishment to feed such an assembly. Rosa and her servers Theresa, Maria, Eduardo, Francisco, Jose and Carlos brought out the platters of beef and chicken and fish and vegetables. The magistrate saw and was so upset. "NO,NO you are to be honored let me serve, fire chief some assistance here." The fire chief and 5 of the firemen jumped up and took their places. The magistrate cut the line saying, "Should we not honor the families of Juan and Tomas as well. They have prepare a great meal, let them be free of the serving." "Of course magistrate they should eat before all others." The Patron looked and immediately saw the goodness in the magistrate. This was not a photo op thing as in the states but a genuine desire to help and honor those that worked so hard to make this night a reality. The wine flowed through diner as it came to an end the band went down by the basketball court and set up. For a high school band they were most accomplished. They played many modern songs as well as a nice mix of oldies. All the young people and many of the adults went to dance on the basketball court. Juan and Tomas were the most unusual dance couple; Tomas being head and shoulders taller than Juan. But there was one number where they excelled. Tomas flipped Juan up into the air and he did two somersaults before landing on his feet. That brought an ovation from the crowd. Taking a breather, Miguel, Diego, Juan and Tomas were resting together. Miguel asked Juan, "Where did you learn to do that an acrobatic somersault?" "To be truthful, I never did it before in my life. We have flipped each other a thousand times in the pool but that was it. When I found thrown so high in the air by my giant I thought why not. Then as I was flipping I thought the concrete is very hard I better do this right. So, I tried very hard to not land on my head." They laughed and carried on as teenage boys do. Juan notice Diego eyeing Miguel and remember the hug they shared after the game. It was just a man hug but Juan felt something more. He turned to Diego, "So why don't you ask Miguel to dance?" "What are you talking about?" " I am not blind we are all gay here obviously Tomas and I have great love for each other. Poor Miguel has not found someone to love as we do. I have a feeling you are too much in the closet but Miguel shall be brave with you. Here in Portamao we accept all people." "Juan you are kind of a crazy psychic; you knew in basketball were I was going before I did; now you know my deepest darkest secret. How do you do it?" "I shall not tell your tells" "Ok, ok... Miguel I would like to dance with you very much. Would you please, I have to get away from the mind reader?" Taking Diego's hand, "It is kind of weird isn't it?" As they danced Miguel's papa and mama were also dancing. His papa ruffled Miguel's hair. "Having a good time, son? "Si papa very good." "Ahh Diego is a very good looking boy and so athletic how did you get so lucky?" Both boys blushed. "Go on have fun I will stop my teasing." Diego asked, "So your papa and mama know of your being gay?" "I guess they do now." "Wow!!" "Maybe my mama and papa will see us and I can avoid the talk as well." "We could go find them and I could hold your hand. You introduce me as your new friend." "You would do that with me?" "Sure you just helped me be out with my papa and mama." Diego was all smiles and almost went to kiss Miguel. "We can go over behind the storage shed. I don't think anyone will see us there. I can even get Juan and Tomas to be lookouts if you want. I really want to do more than dance. I don't know the next time I will see you and I really, really want to kiss you. Please Diego." "Shall we run to Juan and Tomas?" Miguel nodded and off they went to find their friends. "Juan, Tomas we would like some private time to calm our excitement. Will you stand as look outs as we go behind the shed?" Tomas replied, "My that was fast not even a complete dance." With a sly smile, "What do think Juan what if they do nasty things to each other. Will we be complicit?" "My giant do not tease them. They are with obvious excitement pain. However, it will not be too private behind the shed. You'll have to share with Carlos and Theresa. I saw them go there a minute or so ago. Perhaps they being young shall not take that long to do what they do." The expectant smiles turned to obvious depression. Tomas asked Juan, "Shall we help them?" "Yes, Tomas they have little time to see each other. Diego no doubt shall have to leave with the hour. What do you have in mind?" "What if we allowed them the use of our excitement room? I do not think we should interrupt the Patron to ask. It might create an uncomfortable situation for him." "Excellent Tomas you are a savior to young love." Tomas and Juan took Miguel and Diego into the house. The Patron noticed but Juan made the OK sign and he just shrugged, having full trust in Juan and Tomas. He returned his attention to coach Rodriguez. Coach Rodriguez was a very much in shape 55 year old; although coach to most of his world he actually was christened, Jorge . The Patron learned his life centered around basketball and his boys. He like the Patron very much seemed to be a boy lover. Juan and Tomas guided Miguel and Diego to their excitement bedroom. "Now leave everything exactly as you see it. Lock the door unless you want untimely interruption." Juan said. Miguel kissed Juan and Tomas as they left. He whispered Obrigado, my friends, obrigado. This is so much better, Obrigado." With the door locked Diego kissed Miguel sucking on his lips and then plunging his tongue deep into Miguel's mouth. Miguel tore at the shirt of Diego and Diego did the same to Miguel's shirt. They kissed again Miguel now being more aggressive. The bare skin of the chests, each other's hands roaming, exploring their smooth hairless bodies heightened their arousal. Miguel went to Diego's belt, unfastened it and the button and fly. It exposed a most excited member staining to get out of the confines of the clothing. Diego wanting to be naked with Miguel pushed the pants and underwear down exposing himself to Miguel. He kissed Miguel again this time he became the aggressor and torn at Miguel's pants, whispering "be naked with me my Miguel." Their hands roaming everywhere feeling the rigidity of their excitement; Miguel dropped to his knees licking, kissing Diego's boy nipples and abs as he went for his prize. He kissed it and licked the hangers underneath. Diego gently pushed him on his back and grabbed hold of his member as if never to let go. He also licked and kissed the excitement of Miguel. They quickly positioned themselves into the 69 and serviced each other's member as if to love it. Always kissing and licking and sucking wanting to draw the love cream from each other. Miguel tickled Diego's hole and it brought forth and uncontrollable spasm from his lover. Miguel wanted the cream so bad, he tickled again and again Diego was at the edge, Miguel sucked and twirled his tongue one more time around the rigid member the head grew even bigger the hardness increased. He knew Diego's cream would be his. Diego could not hold any longer; he emptied blast after blast into Miguel's eager mouth and in so doing pushed Miguel over the edge. His member twitched uncontrollably spewing his love seed into Diego and down his throat. Miguel with Diego's cream dripping form his chin repositioned himself and he hugged his lover. They shared the taste of each other's baby makers and lay their naked in heavenly bliss. There was a light knock on the door. Juan whispered, "It is I, open." Miguel hated leaving Diego but did what he had to and let Juan in. "I am sorry, hurry now Diego, they are gathering the Lisbon players for your return." They quickly dressed. They had their excitement on the floor so there was little to rearrange. Juan did an inspection of each making sure shirts were on right side out; as well as rubbing the drying love cream off their chins and cheeks. One more kiss to Miguel and one to Juan on the cheek. OBRIGADO MY FRIENDS. He rushed out to the bus. The Patron walked coach Rodriguez to the bus. "Patron this was a most excellent time. I've enjoyed your company immensely. Will you come to Lisbon so I can return the favor. Sorry I don't think it will be in front of 1200 other people. A little more intimate perhaps." "Coach, I shall look forward to it. I have been meaning to test the range of my Tesla roadster." "Jorge, please Patron. I have to tell you I am concerned about the storm that is brewing in the Atlantic. There are reports it is headed straight for our little country. I think it wise to wait until it has passed, No?" "Yes, Jorge it will be better to wait and for me I have a christen name as well, Jon." They shook hands but each could tell they so wanted more. A little man hug and the coach was on the bus for the trip back to Lisbon. Just as the bus was closing it's doors a somewhat dis-shelved Diego scurried onto the bus. He stood and waved to Miguel as well as Juan and Tomas. He sat next to his father. "I saw you dancing Diego, did you have fun?" "Ohh Si, papa, so much I wish the night would not end." "You were dancing with another boy? Even a slow dance?" Diego put his head down, tears in his eyes; his secret was no longer his father knew. He thought he would be dis-owned. He nodded his head up and down. "Papa, I do not know how to say what is in me. For so long I have yearned for a night like tonight. I am sorry I am not the way you might want me. But, I am the way God made me and I cannot change that papa." "I know son and you need to know I love you no matter. Who you will love is beyond my control. I trust it is someone that will love you as I do without conditions. You are my son and your mama's son and you always will be. Do not forget that... there might be things I wish you would do different in the future but never think that they will take away my love." With that Diego's papa kissed the top of his head. "Now this boy what is his name? Should we have come to visit?" "Ohh papa, yyyou would do that? Yes papa please. His name is Miguel and he is the most wonderful boy I have ever met." Diego wrapped his arms around his father and kissed him again. "Obrigado, papa obrigado for loving as no other papa." He whispered they stayed that way Diego so close to his papa, who held him like he had never done before. Juan and Tomas asked the Patron should they stay the night so they could get an early start on the big clean up in the morning. "If it is agreeable with your parents you are always welcome my boys." They checked and approval was given. All knew that the night would be with much excitement and loving. But the reasoning was good and no one would be hurt except the Patron if their loving became too exuberant. Miguel leaned of the plan and gave a sly wink. He said he would ask the team to help as well. "What time my friends...will 9 of the o clock be too early for you two love birds?" Juan replied, "It seems an appropriate hour for the cleaning -- but a terrible time to leave the excitement." "9 of the o clock it will have to be. Juan we shall have to be up prior. It is the right thing to do." "I know my giant, but one day you and I shall satisfy the yearning I have for loving you." "Juan, I love so, I do not think there is enough time in the world for me to be satisfied." Miguel marveled at their display of affection. The party over Juan and Tomas made love through the night several times. Kissed and cuddled together, they almost became one entity committed to loving the other.