Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2022 03:28:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 1 (revised)

Another story born from a dream. Everything up until "swim in the pond" was
in the dream. Please note, this is not a SEX story but a Story that has sex
in it, some chapters more than others. More importantly, it is a tale of
wealth and privilege, an adventure full of historically accurate
information. It was never intended to be this long and much of it has been
written "on the go".  It has been written over the course of 10 years so
there are minor inconsistencies but nothing that impacts the overall
story. N-joi

Hugs,
Tag

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I thought that I saw some movement outside the house, a shadow perhaps,
through the thick threaded fabric that was substituting for a curtain. I
moved quickly to the next window and through a small crack of an opening
between the curtain and wall I saw the very last bit of a body as it passed
out of view. I wondered what the hell was going on, who was trespassing on
my property but more importantly, why.

The next available opening was a door, which I hurried to and opened a
crack. Like the window experience a moment before, I saw what appeared to
be a back, or I should say the very back, of a head as well as the back,
butt, and one leg of a second small statured body a split second before it
disappeared from my sight.

I opened the door wider, my intention being to peek my head out to see who
walking along the outside of my home. Before I could do that however the
body stepped back in front of me. Arriving much like the puppet in a jack
in the box his rapid appearance startled me slightly.

It was a boy, maybe 7 or 8. He was a rather cute little thing, with spiky
brown hair, and freckles dotting his inner cheeks alongside his nose just
below a set of large brown eyes. The trousers he was wearing had holes in
the knees, not as a fashion statement but a testament to how rough boys can
be on their clothing. His shirt was in worse wear and he had no shoes on
his dirt encrusted feet.

"What are you doing on my property," I asked, perhaps a little harshly,
"Who are you?" He gave me a rather large grin that was dominated by the
absence of his 2 front teeth. He put his arms out to his sides, palms
facing me and fingers spread.

"I'm a Ahn." Clearly his tone of voice, along with his entire demeanor,
very loudly declared that was supposed to mean something to me. It didn't.

"Only one," was the first response that came out of my mouth.

"No, all of us are a Ahn," he said, sweeping his left arm out like PT
Barnum introducing the next act. I leaned my head out the door and saw a
group of boys, 4 more to be exact, step out from behind a large shrub and
look in my direction. They were a rag tag looking lot, a couple of them
were clearly prepubescent, the other two young teens, and I would have to
guess, newly minted. The tallest of the two older boys was handing the next
oldest boy a lit cigarette that was just about finished. The boy put the
butt to his lips and was about to inhale when I said,

"Don't smoke that on my property, put it out." He looked at me with a
rather incredulous expression on his smooth face; as though nobody had ever
given him a direct order in his life. He dropped the butt on the rock
walkway and stepped on it with his bare foot. That impressed and surprised
me quite a bit but not enough for me to forgo the next order which was to
pick the thing up and dispose of it somewhere else off of my property.

"Ho, Mr., can we swim in your pond?" It was the no front teeth boy.

"What pond," I asked, stepping further out onto the rock walkway. He gave
me a look that said I was fairly stupid for asking a stupid question then
he pointed out toward the reflecting pool in the center of the overgrown
and run down gardens.

"That's not a pond it's a reflecting pool," I said. I suppose that I had a
bit of a haughty tone to my voice because another of the crew, maybe a 10
year old, put one hand on his thrust out hip and dangled a hand in the air
in front of him and waved it a little like a symphony conductor and with a
snotty little voice said to his boys,

"Oh, it's not a pond it's a reflecting pool," his tone carrying an attempt
at putting on false airs. The rest of the boys started laughing their asses
off, slapping their knees and each other's backs. Clearly they thought that
their little ruffian pal was hilarious and in actuality I had to stifle my
own chuckle.

"Look, I don't want to be responsible for one of you hurting
yourselves. Besides it's not made for swimming and there are plants growing
in there." At least 3 of the boys rolled their eyes at me then one of the
older boys stepped forward. He was almost angelic in his features, although
said features were marred by dirt and grime. Large blue eyes dominated a
narrow face that was framed by long, and almost golden curls, dirt and
grime obscuring the color and some of his eyebrows.

"You're right Mr. it's not made for swimming but it's a piece of shit with
mold growing on the sides that nobody but us has taken care of since I
lived around here and that's been 5 years at least and those aren't exactly
water lilies in there, more like weeds. Look, it's hot as all hell and
we're roasting our asses off out here, we'd like to cool down and take a
bath at the same time so whadda ya say Mr. Can you cut us a break and let
us get in your fucking reflecting pool? Please?"

Well now. That was a well articulated if somewhat uncouth little speech. I
didn't mind someone showing a little balls especially when some respect was
present.  All 5 boys were staring at me, waiting patiently.

"Oh what the hell, go ahead," I said, not without a little disgust. Then I
got another surprise. They all thanked me and one by one came over and put
his hand out for a shake. That wasn't the biggest surprise of the day
however. The boys wandered toward the reflecting pool and I went back in
the house. I'd put some loaves of bread in the oven and they were close to
being done so I went into the kitchen to check on them and put the cookies
I'd made earlier into a metal container. God knows I had plenty of work to
do but having food prepared was as much a priority to me as getting the old
mausoleum I'd inherited back in shape.

The sound of the boy's laughter and roughhousing came in through the open
doors. The older boy had been correct; it was hot as hell out there and
despite the condition of the water in the reflecting pool I was tempted to
join them. I wandered to the doors to look out and see how they were doing
and got the larger surprise. They were frolicking and playing, as carefree
as children can be and they were all completely naked.

My former lover and I had shared many a boy together but since his untimely
death some 6 months before I'd been boy-free so to speak. While I didn't
necessarily think that any of the ruffians now romping like nymphs less
than 100 feet from me would accommodate my needs it still didn't hurt to
look or show some interest in them. I quickly took the loaves from the oven
and set them on the counter. I pulled my last 6 bottles of Coca Cola from
the refrigerator and stuck some of them under an arm, grabbed a bottle
opener out of a drawer and the tin of cookies and headed out to initiate a
bribe with my new found friends.

There are a couple of ways to a boys' heart and food is a primary one,
especially now, 3 years into what they were calling the great
depression. Many families had to scramble for scraps and none of the boys
scampering about my pool had seemed overfed to me. One of the younger boys
saw me coming and recognized right away that I was carrying soda pop and
rightly reckoned that it was for them. He came right out of the water and
stood by the pool and watched me approach, not in the least concerned that
he was stark naked in front of a stranger.

"Watchew got Mr.," he asked. With the dirty clothes gone, along with the
smears on his face, the boy looked quite cute.

"I brought you all coca cola's and cookies," I said in my most genial
manner. By then the other two youngest boys, no teeth and sarcasm, were
coming over. They too had cleaned up considerably and like the first one
had no concerns what so ever about their nakedness. As I had noticed
before, they were all thin, although not emaciated. I noticed right off
that none of them were circumcised either and the two youngest were
typically small cocked boys. Sarcasm boy looked as though he's started the
maturation process for his balls were already dropped and his cocklet was
gaining some length, possibly about 4 inches.

"Ya better watch it Tobias," one of the older boys called out, "He probably
wants to suck your dick." The boy, whom I assumed was the aforementioned
Tobias was quick to respond.

"S'matter Willie, ya gettin jealous?"

"Naw," missing teeth said with a laugh, "Willie's got Frankie to blow his
horn." At that comment the other youngest boy told missing teeth to go fuck
himself. Missing teeth was quick on the comeback again,

"Why, I've got Edward to do that for me." That got some sort of retort from
the other oldest boy. The younger ones started shoving their hands into the
tin but I pulled it back quickly.

"One at time. Just because you look like hooligans doesn't mean you have to
act like one."

"Yeah, Auntie Ahn would kick your skinny ass if you acted like that around
her," the older boy Willie said as he and the last boy wandered
over. Willie had cleaned up well and as I predicted he was a very comely
young boy. His hair was cleaned and un-matted and as I had thought, framed
his face in a bundle of large blond curls that were quickly drying in the
heat. He had a terrific body and I have to say that Willie had a very nice
willy. Like the others he was uncut and his cock had to be at least 5
inches long. The patch of hair at the base of his pride and joy was small
and brown in color, his balls low hanging, and smooth. He was a hot looking
kid and I figured that of all of them, his cock up my ass would be the
best.

The other older boy, Edward, was just as thin, almost as cute and sported a
cock that was smaller than Willie's but worth my time none the less. His
pubic hair was black and like the other young teen hadn't spread out yet. I
set the cokes down and began to pop the tops and hand them to the boys.

"I've sort of figured out who each of you are but let's do some
introductions anyway. My name is Lucian." The boys went from one to the
other and introduced themselves. No teeth introduced himself as Mathias.

"So tell me about yourselves since it looks like we're neighbors and
perhaps will become friends." I thought Willie may have snickered a little
at that. "You guys don't look at all like you're related. They
weren't. They were all street kids, or had been, until an older Korean
woman named Ahn had taken them in, one at a time. Apparently she'd been
taking boys in for years and they'd come, stay awhile then drift off to
other things. Being street boys they were street wise and not beyond
committing petty crimes to survive. Hence, most everybody knew who they
were and for some years the boys who lived with her were called the Ahn
boys; which was why Mathias had introduced himself that way.

"How does Mrs. Ahn make her living." I asked and was informed first of all
she wasn't a Mrs. It was just Ahn.

"She's an old whore," Willie offered up, "Although she doesn't do much
whoring now. I don't know who'd want to fuck that skanky pussy? She does
laundry, sewing, some cooking for people probably some stuff she doesn't
want us to know about. We manage."

"What about school?" The boys shook their heads.

"Auntie Ahn tries to teach us some stuff but she's not that smart." When I
asked about going to a public school they said most Ahn boys weren't
allowed in the public school that was close by. Apparently some of their
predecessors had some difficulties and thus they were all banned. When I
asked them whether or not they wanted to go to school I got a round of head
nods and Willie offered an explanation.

"We all want to learn but it's difficult for us because some of us
have....disabilities. Sitting in a class room doesn't work well for us even
if they'd let us in. Unlike other Ahn boys this little group," he waved his
arm to include all of them, "doesn't really want to grow up street. I would
like to be lawyer. Edward thinks he'd like to be a scientist, maybe looking
at stars and stuff." Mathias popped up and said he wanted to a fireman but
then Tobias said,

"Last week he wanted to be a vet-a-narin." I asked him if he meant
veterinarian and he said, "yeah, that." Willie went on.

"In any case, we all want to be something and not poor street people like
everybody we know but that isn't likely to happen because they won't let us
in school." I looked the boy in the eyes and he surprised me a little by
holding my gaze and not flinching away.

"So then it would seem, you should pardon the crudity, that you're fucked,"
I said. Willie thought about that for a moment then nodded his head.

"That pretty much sums it up." The boys continued to work on the cookies
and soda while I thought heavily.

"What about you Lucian," Willie asked, "What do you do? How did you end up
living in Mrs. Binghamton's house?"

"Well Willie," said, draping an arm across his shoulder, "That is an
interesting story but a story that might well help you get what you want."
The boy didn't move away from, allowing me to continue the body contact
with him. I felt somewhat emboldened by that. The rest of the boys were
looking at me but none of them seemed concerned either.

"What do you mean," Edward asked.

"What would you say if I offered to teach you?"

"You," Willie asked. A couple of the younger boys elbowed each
other. Obviously they thought that was funny.

"Yes, me." I took my arm from Willie's shoulder, not that I wanted to but I
didn't want to overstay my welcome.

"So what do we have to do? Let you suck our dicks and stuff?" That was
Willie who it seemed was the spokesman for the little troupe.

"Well, that does have an appealing side to it. You are all comely boys and
I wouldn't mind at all having a go with any of you. But no, that wouldn't
be required.

"Suck your dick then," Tobias asked.

"Again young Tobias, that is a tempting idea and I'll say this to you all
right now. I would be more than willing to engage with any and all of you
should that be of interest to you but no, it would not be required.

"So what then," Willie asked. "I can't imagine that you'd do it out of the
goodness of your heart."

"Oh ye of little faith," I said, "yes, I would do it out of the goodness of
my heart but I don't intend to. As you so aptly pointed out William, nobody
has done anything on this estate for a number of years. It needs a lot of
work and I need a lot of help. I can afford to have it done and some of it
will have to be hired out but here is what I propose. You boys help me
start getting this shit hole back into some semblance of order and I will
teach you."

"What makes you qualified to teach us. How do we know you won't fuck us
like everyone else has," Edward asked.

"Well, as you so colorfully put it, fucking any of you would be my extreme
pleasure but not in that sense. Follow me please, oh, and bring those coke
bottles." I turned and headed back to the house, not bothering to see if
they were following me. They would or they wouldn't. As I passed through
the kitchen I called out to put the bottles on the counter and heard them
get set them down one by one. I led them through a grand room, down a
hallway and into the library. Like everything else the place was dusty and
laden with cobwebs although it was better then than it had been 2 months
before. It was a large room with high ceilings and every wall had
bookshelves filled with books. I wondered what treasure's I'd find there
when I finally got the time to look.

I went to a stack of a dozen boxes, looked them over then pulled one to the
side. I pulled a switchblade from my pocket and snapped it open and got a
collective gasp from the group. I pulled out a framed picture of me
receiving my degree from Cambridge and handed it to Willy. I pulled out
another framed picture of me standing in front of a large and venerable
brick building and along side me was a large sign with the name of a very
prestigious and very private boy's school of which I'd been headmaster for
the past 6 years until moving here.

"So you're a teacher." Willie said.

"That would be like saying the statue of liberty is a woman in a gown," I
said, again, a little haughty. I have two doctorates, one of them is in
education. I am a professor, among other things. I assure you that I can
teach each and every one of you up to and including college level
courses. I am more than qualified to test each of you to determine your
educational level and begin teaching you where ever you're at. In return I
expect you all to bust your delicious little butts to help me and I expect
you to do it to the best of your ability. Depending on how things go I
might even pay you a nominal fee. I will also feed you lunch because I
expect you to be here all day. Now, we'd have to negotiate some things but
that's the gist of it."

"What about the sex stuff," Tobias asked. I thought that I'd made myself
fairly clear on that issue but they may have thought I was joking. I
decided to simply lay it on the line and see how things went. In that day
and age, and with that group of boys, I knew I could be completely honest,
in fact, they'd prefer and respect it.

"Okay, listen. I love boys. I love having sex with boys but I have never
forced a boy, ever. If, during your time here, you decide you want to go
down that road then I am more than willing to walk down it with you. All
you have to do is let me know. Hell, as long as nobody is here but us, you
can run naked the whole time you're here. Believe me, I won't mind. I could
look at your naked bodies all day long but without your permission that's
all I'll do. Except of course general friendliness like when I put my arm
on your shoulder Willie. Did you feel threatened or were you uncomfortable
with that?" The boy shook his head.

"So, there you have it. Any questions?" There weren't any. I told them to
go back out and have fun but I needed to see them the next day with a
decision. I followed them to the kitchen door, ogling their fine little
butts as they went and wondering what, if anything, I might be invited to
do to them.

I elected not to go back out with them but instead went up to the second
floor and into one of the bedrooms that over looked the reflecting pool and
watched the boys frolick around. It didn't take long before a little grab
ass started and from where I stood I could see more than one young cock on
the rise. As a group they finally got out of the pool and went behind a
small hedge that offered them some privacy from the kitchen but not from
where I stood. Willie sat on a long wooden high backed bench and stroked
his now hard cock a couple of time then let go of it. The boy had stretched
out to 5½ inches or so and I watched as Tobias got on his knees
between the older boys legs, took hold of his raging cock and began sucking
the boy off.

Next to him Tobias and Frankie had sat on the bench and Edward got between
them, on his knees and took turns sucking them one after another. Not to be
left out, Mathias stood on the bench and squatted down so that Willie could
suck his dick. Based on their talk earlier I had assumed the boys were
sexually involved with each other and this certainly proved it. I hauled my
cock out and began jacking off as I watched the youngsters and dreamed
about my turn to have a go at them.

I had been honest about my desires from the beginning because it would do
no good to lie to them. Street kids would generally pick up on that in a
second. Also, as I said, I tended to be a little haughty, a little snooty
if you were, and to many kids that comes across as being gay so even if I'd
lied to them they wouldn't have believed me. No, honesty was the best
policy in this circumstance. The boys knew where I stood and I certainly
knew where they stood with each other, now it was a matter of finding out
where we stood with each other.

I watched Willie pull on Mathias' tender little butt, causing the young boy
to fuck his mouth. At the other end the teen was moving his hips up and
down in Tobias' mouth while the boy stroked and sucked him. In a moment
they both stopped moving and I knew that Willie had shot his warm young
sperm into the preteens' mouth which was confirmed a moment later when the
boy leaned over to one side and let the creamy goo drop to the
ground. Mathias stepped down and the two younger boys lay on the ground in
a 69 and began a mutual suck off. Edward got up and moved to where Willie
still sat and the boy bent forward and began sucking Edwards' cock. Willie
had his hands on the other boys' ass and like he'd done with Mathias,
encouraged the teen to fuck his face. Edward held on to Willie's head and
did just that. I got a little surprise though because all of a sudden
Edward turned and Tobias dropped to his knees in front of him. Edward
jacked his cock rapidly then slowed and I watched as he shot his gooey nut
honey onto Tobias' smooth young face while young Tobias jerked his cock
with a frenzy.

When it was all said and done the boys kissed each other and went back into
the reflecting pool while I shot my own sperm out onto the ragged edge of
the area rug that I stood on. As I stood there recovering I wondered again
how things were going to play out and hoped that it would be in my favor.


The boys came to the back door just about noon the next day and I was quite
sure that the timing was intentional. I brought them into the kitchen and
had them sit at the breakfast nook while I prepared sandwiches for
them. Typically during my tenure as a teacher and even as headmaster I made
all the decisions about content, requirements and the like. Any student or
teacher who couldn't, or wouldn't, follow my directions were summarily
discharged. I knew that was not going to work with this group. As much as
it was uncustomary for me, I needed to negotiate with these boys. Despite
my attitude and stubbornness, I firmly believed in education and believed
that all children needed it to be successful in life, even if they turned
out to be menial laborers. But this group wanted to learn, had higher
aspirations and I wanted to feed and nurture that so setting hard and fast
rules wasn't going to be the way to get there.

I set the plate of sandwiches on the table and of course 5 hands shot
out. "Stop," I practically yelled and they all froze. "Whether or not you
choose to work for me and learn from me you will be expected to act like
gentleman when in my company. William, will you please say a short prayer
of thanks." The boy looked at me like I was daft.

"I don't know any prayers," he said. I asked him if he'd ever heard grace
said before a meal and he shook his head. I explained that prior to each
meal one should offer a short little prayer of thanks for the
food. Sometimes a person also offered thanks for the people around him or
other things. I said that I would do the prayer for this meal but that each
boy would be expected in turn to say grace at any meal they shared with me.

"Bow your heads please and take the hand of the person next to you." The
all did as I requested. "Thank you God for the food on this table and for
the nourishment that it provides us. Thank you for the company of these
fine boys and may your providence continue to shine down upon them and
guide them. Amen." They all knew enough to say amen. They took turns
getting a half a sandwich and we got down to business.

"We decided that we want to have you teach us Lucian," Willie said. "We
will work for you as a trade-off. I guess we're all sort of scared about
it, I mean, would it be like real school or what? And what about work and
stuff. We kind of don't want to get worked to death like some kids do in
the sweat shops. As far as the sex stuff goes well, all of us have sucked a
dick or gotten sucked for money. It's the easiest way for a boy to get
money and we've all been starving before. We all talked about it and doing
stuff with you would be okay with us, that is, if you want to."

I felt my dick start to harden at the prospect.

"Well then, let me tell you what I had in mind and we can negotiate it. Who
knows what that means?" Willie piped right up. I would learn that the boy
was very bright, most of them were.

"It means to come to an agreement about something. Like, I don't want to be
in school all day and you want me to. We talk about it and work out a
solution that will work for both of us." I praised him, said that was
exactly what it was.

"By the way boys, that's one of the ways that I like to teach, to see what
you know or don't know about things. You can expect it to go on all day."
Surprisingly no one argued with me.

"I'm thinking school a half a day and work the other half. I haven't
decided how to break it up; school in the morning and work afternoon or the
other way around. Of course we can try it one way and change it if we want
to. What do you boys suggest?" There wasn't much debate; school morning
work afternoon. There were questions about school, what work would be done
first and one of the boys suggested getting the pool cleaned so they could
swim.

"I have a better idea lads," I said, "follow me please." They had decimated
the plate of sandwiches in short order including the crumbs. I stood and
they followed me like a trail of ducklings through the kitchen, back
hallway and into a large sitting room where a spiral staircase headed down
to the basement level. Downstairs we went past the furnace, thankfully a
newer oil driven machine and not coal. After a series of hallways and turns
I opened a door and led the boys into a large airy room at which point they
stopped and gaped. The house had an indoor swimming pool.

It wasn't all that big, longer than it was wide, and not exceptionally
deep, no more than 6 feet at the deep end. It had been installed after the
house had been built for one of the previous owners children who had
polio. That child had been my partner Edgar. The purpose was to provide a
place for him to exercise in low gravity. There was no diving board and the
ceilings weren't much more than 15 feet high. The walls and floor around
the pool were done in colorful tiles with a basic design of simple lines
and there was a variety of chairs and benches all shoved into one
corner. The only light came from large bulbs in screened sockets along the
walls. There were a series of windows up high along one wall but they had
been boarded up long ago.

"Ho Mr. Lucian can we put water in here to swim," Tobias asked with
enthusiasm and hope. I said that it needed cleaning and the boys all
started clamoring about how they'd get it cleaned in no time. I was all for
that for a variety of reasons not the least of which was that it would give
me a plausible reason for being naked with the boys on a regular basis
without it having been driven by sex and it would be out of the view of
other workers or people whom I might eventually employ. I had actually come
down a few days before and fired up the boiler that heated the water, a new
system that Edgar had installed not 9 months before in preparation for our
moving into the house.

"I think that should be at the top of the work list boys." To that I got a
lot of whooping and hollering. Actually the pool didn't look bad. It had
been drained some years before and there didn't appear to be any mold
present, mostly just dust. I had swum here throughout my childhood when
Edgar had brought me here when he visited his mother, his father having
been deceased when Edgar was barely mid teens. We had started an affair
when I was 11 and he moved me into his house shortly thereafter. It wasn't
particularly strange for people of money to take on orphan children and I'm
sure I wasn't the only one that was involved sexually with the man or the
mistress of any house. I won't go into that a lot except to say that Edgar
picked me up out of the gutters of the city, cleaned me up and provided me
with everything that I now had, which was considerable. He taught me until
I could enter private school and then college. Because of the polio all
forms of exercise except the pool had been out of the question. It did not
stop him from an active sex life however. Edgar fucked me almost the first
day we met and when I grew to be a healthy young teenager we frequently
traded off and I fucked him on a regular basis up until he died. We reached
many an orgasm around that pool and being there right then brought back a
few memories.

"Mr. Lucian are you okay?" I heard Willie ask. I snapped out of my
reverie. I nodded that I was and the question of when they could start was
repeated. There was no time like the present. I let them to a storage room
and we pulled out brushes, buckets and a water hose. The buckets were
filled with hot soapy water from a spigot while the hose was hooked up to
the cold water faucet. I had Willie hose down the walls of the pool then
had the boys get in and go to work, explaining how I wanted it done. Before
they could start Mathias asked if they could take their clothes because he
was sure they would get soaked otherwise. It was a great idea and I was
glad that he suggested it and not me.

The boys proceeded to get their clothes off and piled far away from the
pools edge. It was such a pleasure to watch a handful of naked boys going
about an everyday task, cocks swaying around as they walked, delicious
little butts just waiting to fondled licked and fucked.

"Mr. Lucian, maybe you should get naked too so you don't get your clothes
wet." That was another very good suggestion. Needless to say they all just
stood there and watched me disrobe which I had no problem with. As I
slipped my underwear off for them to see me for the first time the younger
boys couldn't help but cup their boyhood charms.

"Wow Mr. Lucian you got a whopper," Frankie exclaimed as I stood naked
before them, all of them staring openly at my cock. I must say, I was a
gifted man and had been since I was 14 much to Edgar's delight. His had
been rather small, not much more than 5 inches when hard. I had peaked out
at 15, measuring just short of 9 inches with my foreskin retracted. My
large balls hung fairly low and when required could produce a startling
amount of cum.

"You think that will fit in your butt boys," Willie asked with a grin and
of course Mathias had a quick retort.

"I can if you can Willie." By that time the youngest member of the troupe
was stone hard and not bothering to hide it at all. "Why don't you have a
lot of hair down there Lucian," he asked. I explained that I'd shaved down
there and when the boys wanted to know why I told them.

"I had an adult lover since I was 11. He liked his boys young, like
me. When I got to be about 14 my hairs got quite spread out so he induced
me to shave and keep the patch more like I was when I was about 13 and
half, much like Willie is now. He said it helped keep the illusion that I
was young, which I still was of course, and it also made my cock look
bigger."

"Well shit Lucian, it's already bigger," Tobias pointed out which got a
round of agreement from the others.

"Did he stop lovin you when you got older," Frankie asked and I shook my
head.

No he didn't. He still loved on me and I him. I often brought home younger
boys for him and that pleased him greatly."

"Boys like us you mean," Edward asked, "Áhn boys." I thought there
might have been a bit of resentment in his voice.

"Yes Edward, boys like you, street boys and I can hear in your voice that
there's something about that you don't like so let me explain. Edgar, my
lover, was always very kind and very generous with boys. He grew up in this
house and I now own it because he died. He did everything for me and
treated me as though I were his own son. I went from a homeless street boy
to a life of privilege and am now a wealthy young gentleman. Boys that had
sex with him did so because they were willing and he treated them all very
well. Boys always left happy and with money in their pockets and not just a
pittance either. Edgar, like me, always treated boys with dignity and
respect for he could not have it any other way. Does that help Edward?" he
nodded his head although perhaps with a little reluctance.

"How did Edgar die Lucian," Willie asked me. I explained that My lover and
friend had died because of acute medical problems that he suffered from. My
voice had gotten softer because this wasn't something that I'd talked about
with anyone. There wasn't anyone.

"Do you miss him?" Mathias had asked the question and it took me a moment
before I could answer. Finally I looked at the group and with a tear
running down my cheek I said in barely a whisper,

"Yes I do Mathias, very much, every day." And it was the truth. I just
hadn't actually said it out loud.

I had sensed after meeting them the day before that these boys were special
and in that moment they showed me just how special they were. On some
unspoken cue they all swarmed around me and began hugging and holding on to
me. There wasn't really room for all of them but they were there none the
less and trying to squeeze in.

"Don't you worry Lucian, we're gonna love you," I heard one of them say and
I heard another one say, "That's right we will, won't we boys?" At that I
heard of chorus of yeah's and yes's and other declarative words. But I
wasn't really hearing them because I'd started crying which turned into
sobbing almost immediately. I had not taken the opportunity to really feel
my loss or maybe I was too busy holding in my grief. I don't know and it
doesn't matter. It all poured out in the next minute or so and the boys
just seemed to hold me tighter not willing to let me go. They rubbed my
back, not that there was much to rub because boy flesh was pressed against
it. I could hear them uttering words of encouragement but I couldn't tell
you what they were. My arms found themselves draped over shoulders but I
wasn't aware of whose.

I finally slowed down and the crying stopped but my body continued to
convulse and eventually that stopped as well. Frankie had picked my shirt
up off the ground and handed it to Edward who gently wiped my face.

"Oh boys, thank you for that. I can't tell you how much that means to me."

"Well we mean it too Lucian, no matter what," Mathias said and again, I got
a chorus of declarative statements. I hugged the boy who was under my right
arm, which turned out to be Willie and the boy under my left arm. Mathias
was in front and put his arms around my waist and hugged my tightly pushing
his head into me. I hugged him back. As he stepped away each boy in turn
hugged me, holding me tightly and pressing his head against my belly or my
chest. I rubbed and hugged each boy in return and I could tell that they
relished the contact. I was sure that most of them hadn't had a good
friendly hug in a long time, if ever.

"I want to love you guys too and I promise that I'm going to do everything
I can to help make your lives a little better. We finally separated and
there wasn't a hard cock in the place, which was fine. We all got to work
in the pool scrubbing the dust and dirt off. It was mostly just surface
stuff so it wasn't too difficult just time consuming. Two and a half hours
later it was done and as the boys began putting the cleaning equipment away
I started filling the pool which would take about 12 hours.

"Now What Mr. Lucian," Mathias asked. It seems that while Willie may have
been the elder and leader of the group young Mathias was its general
spokesman.

"Well," I said with a grin, "I think we should take a break." There was no
argument there so we picked up our clothes and tromped back upstairs. I
asked Tobias and Frankie to get cokes for us out of the Kelvinator while I
pulled a plate of cupcakes from the cupboard and we went outside to eat and
drink in the shade. As we ate drank and talked, I noticed that the younger
boys continued to sneak peaks at my stuff so arranged myself for them to do
so. I don't think the boys' behavior escaped Willie's attention but he
didn't say anything. In the process the 3 of them were fiddling with their
crotches. I was really interested in playing with any or all of them but
that had to be their decision. Finally, after a good 10 minutes and 2
cupcakes Tobias just stood up, his stone hard cock jutting up in the air,
the tip of his cock head poking out of his foreskin.

"I'm getting the itch," he said then tugged on his balls a little. The
other 2 jumped up and showed off their stiff little peckers and said they
were feeling itchy too. Willie suggested they do something about it and
Mathias said he wanted the 2 older boys to do it too. "And you too Lucian,"
Tobias added. Willie and Edward looked at each other, shrugged their
shoulders and said okay in unison.

"Let's lay on the grass," Tobias suggested so we moved out of the chairs
and onto the overgrown green carpet and I no sooner flopped down than
Mathias and Tobias had their hands in my crotch, feeling my dick and
playing with my balls. Needless to say I began to inflate immediately.

"Do you want to maybe suck on me Lucian," Willie asked and I said that I'd
love to. I was propped up on one elbow so the boy got to his knees
alongside my head. He was still mostly soft and I took a short little
moment to admire his boy parts from up close. I could see his cock starting
to rise in front of my face, the foreskin slowly retracting as his cock
head tried to free itself from the fleshy tube of skin. His balls were
completely smooth and at full hand, one slightly lower than the
other. Willie's belly was flat and taut and the little nest of dark brown
curls at the base of his pride and joy didn't look as though it was more
than about 8 months old. He was an almost perfect boy. I leaned my head
forward and took his cock into my mouth and tasted boy for the first time
in months.

I loved sucking on a boy's cock, especially one as cute as Willie and in
the stage of his development. I moved my head in and out, taking in all of
him then setting it free. My free hand rubbed up and down his hips then
moved to his butt to rub and knead the delightful orb. I felt warmth on my
own cock and turned my head enough to see that Tobias was sucking on me. He
had lain down so that Edward had access to the boys' rigid little boner and
was just putting his face down there to suckle him. It didn't take long
before the boy was gently moving his narrow hips trying to fuck my mouth. I
could taste his precum on the tip of my tongue and looked forward to the
time when I'd be offered a full discharge of his sweet young sperm.

"My turn Tobias," Mathias said and I felt the cool air as my cock left his
mouth then the warmth again as the youngest member of the troupe put his
mouth over my cock head. The boy couldn't suck quite as good as Tobias but
he clearly had experience.

"Can I have Lucian suck me too Willie," Frankie asked and the older boy
graciously gave way to the younger Ahn boy. Frankie took to it with a
different approach by straddling my chest and leaning forward over my
head. I took his hard young and suckled it greedily, my hands on his tender
slender butt squeezing kneading and encouraging to pump his dick into my
mouth. I did let it pop out for a moment to take time to lick his smooth
balls, which he announced to the group with a moan.

"Oh hell you guys he's licking my balls, he's licking my balls." I actually
sucked the entire bag into my mouth and let my tongue sort of move the
little eggs around before letting them go and returning to his hard little
cocklet. At my other end I felt cold air and then another bout of warmth
and peeked around Tobias' hip to see that Edward was working my dick over
with his sweet lips while Willie was working on my nuts.

Before I knew it Mathias was edging Frankie out of the way so I could have
my way with the young boy. Another little dick it tasted good none the less
when the youngling replaced his friend in the same position. I like that
position to because it gave a boy a chance to go through the fucking
motions and me the opportunity to fondle his butt and I did love fondling
boy butts.

"Let's see how much sperm he makes you guy," Tobias said. Willie said that
he wanted to suck me first then he'd jack me off, which seemed acceptable
to his pals. So everybody swapped out places again and knelt around me
watching Willie suck me off a little bit then take his mouth away, wrap his
hand around my large thick cock and start jacking me off. Edward was doing
what the rest of the boys were, stroking his boy meat. I thought that would
be a waste of perfectly good sperm so suggested that he jack off in my
mouth. The cute young teen felt that was a good idea as well.

I had him resume the position of the last 2 boys so he straddled my chest
and leaned forward, bracing himself on his right hand and arm while
stroking his boy cock with his left. Because he was busy I was able to
fondle the boy's hairless boy honey jar and play with his delicious little
butt. Edward tapped his swollen cock head against my cheek a little bit and
then my lips. My mouth was open for him so he rubbed the red tinged flesh
from side to side on my lips before putting it in. I closed my lips over it
and let my tongue roam over the tip as he jacked off. I could feel his
foreskin bump up against my lips as he stroked himself, a wonderful feeling
actually. I could hear the boy moan very softly as I tugged and felt on his
balls and my finger trailed up and down his crack as I squeeze his fleshy
butt cheek.

I felt myself starting up the peak. Willie had stopped sucking for the most
part although he doing what Edward was, stroking me while my cock head was
still in his mouth. Around me I could hear the soft sounds of cock sucking
as well as the slightly squishy sound of jacking off and the almost quiet
moans of the young boys as they loved themselves.

"I'm gonna cum Lucian," Edward said, the words coming quickly. I heard him
groan then felt the warm gooey wetness of his sperm as it oozed out onto my
tongue. I swallowed it immediately, greedy for the nectar of his young
balls. A second glob oozed out but I didn't swallow it right away, instead
continuing to lick his cock head and smearing his cum on it. At the second
ooze I felt myself go.

"I'm cumming Willie," I said and put my mouth back over Edward's cock. I
felt the boy take his mouth away and instant before my cock swelled and I
felt my sperm rushing up my cock to burst out into light and freedom. I
groaned around Edward's cock as I shot then felt his body jerk every so
slightly.

"Damn," I heard a boy exclaim as my cock proceeded to pulse out easily 5
jets of sperm. I heard other boys commenting as well but I was too caught
up in a fog of hotness to pay much attention.

"That's a lot of jizz," Mathias said, and I think it was Tobias that said,

"No shit. And he shot Edward's ass." I could tell when my dick slowed to an
ooze and by that time Edward had pulled away although not completely so I
still had his balls in the palm of my hand and fingers had continued to
move, fondling him. When I let go the young teen dismounted, as it were and
I got a glimpse of the mess on my belly and lower chest. At the lower end
of my 30's, I didn't jack off all that often and I hadn't been with a boy
since 4 months before Edgar's death. At this point I hadn't cum for a week
or more so there was quite a bit of discharge.

Willie had let go and was jacking his boy boner for all it was worth,
sliding his foreskin back and forth over his red tinged swollen cock
head. I was about to suggest he bring it to my mouth so that I could taste
his essence but before the words came out the boy groaned and shot a little
stream of boy juice out onto my stomach to join my millions of
wigglies. He'd been playing with his balls as he jacked off, tugging and
squeezing on the smooth sac. The expression that crossed his face was the
classic expression of a boy squirting sperm; a mix of pain and pleasure
although we all know that no pain was involved. The little boys were
moaning and groaning, oohhhing and ahhhing as they brought themselves
off. All in all it was a good showing.

"Do you always make that much stuff Lucian," Willie asked. I told him that
I didn't although I did produce a fair amount.

"I bet it would be hard to swallow it all," Tobias observed as he continue
to love himself but slowly and lovingly and got some nods of
agreement. Everything slowed down and I got up.

"I need to go clean this mess off of me," I said and wandered into the
house. When I came back out and walked toward the boys I could see they
were playing a game of Rock, Scissors, Paper and wondered what was at
stake, as there always is with that game. As I stepped up to them it
appeared that Willie had won so I asked what was going on.

"We decided that one of us is going to spend the night with you every night
for a little while to keep you company. We don't want you to be alone and
sad." My heart leaped at the compassion that these boys appeared to have.

"So, you lost huh?" I said to Willie. The boy got a perplexed look on his
face.

"What? Lost?" He shook his head. "You don't understand Lucian, I won."

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The Ahn boys:   Mathias-7  Frankie-8    Tobias- 11  Jesse -12    Edward-13 barely  Willie 13½

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Links for the following stories are on the nifty home page under prolific authors:

Other Tag_m stores with groups of boys.

A Gaggle of Boys
Little Red Roosters
Boy Buffet
Freshman Hall
Harris Falls In Love
Doll Boys
Dane-various chapters
The House- various chapters
Majah and the Amazing Foot Long-various chapters

Other Tag_m Stories of wealth and privilege

Ahn Into the Future
Bizarre Circumstances
Dane
David-A Boys' Story
Walmart Waif
Boys In the Wood
Instructing My Son-later chapters
It's Just a Number