Date: Wed, 17 Jun 2020 13:31:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 34

I had decided to join the crew in the play room that evening while Gregory
continued to hang out with Hiroki, not wanting the man to be left out of
things. Chen chose to stay by his lover/mentor's side which allowed Hiroki
to get to know the boy a little more and to also see for himself the effect
that the relationship had on Gregory. Enrique has left shortly after dinner
to practice driving his new truck. It was the newest object that the man
had ever had and he was proud as punch to use it.

In typical fashion, I had assigned a bedroom to the Mexican brothers so
they had their own base in the house. Not that they weren't welcome in all
of the boys' rooms and bed or that they would need a room of their own even
though it was temporary. It was just my policy, just as I did for Jamon and
Gideon at the outset.

Since there was no hired help on the second floor, and in the interest of
not leaving clothes lying all over hell, the boys and the adults all
disrobed in their own rooms and went to the playroom clad only un
underwear. I made the boys responsible for cleaning up the play room, just
like they did at home or on the train. After every use that meant all
sheets and towels went into the washer and eventually to the dryer and when
the next time came to use the room to ensure the mattresses were made up.
The boys were then responsible for insuring that all trash was put in the
trash bin and that to be taken out before it made it to overflow
stage. That didn't mean that it all had to be done right then and there but
it did need to be done after each bout and before the next, excluding the
trash unless the bin was nearing full. The boys knew the routine so there
was no need for the adults to remind, cajole, or otherwise police their
work.

The boys made their announcement first. "We're going to go to the playroom
Lucian," Willie said, the 14 year old the de-facto leader of the entire boy
crew. "Are you going to attend Lucian?" I said that had been my plan at
which point Ciro made his request. The Mexican boys quickly learned the
protocol of the house and in doing so knew that they weren't just guests
for the time being, they were family, and while they didn't have all of the
privileges of the boys, it was pretty close.

"Can I be with you Lucian," the adorably cute 10 year old asked as
everybody started en masse toward the stairs.

"It would be my honor Ciro," I responded which earned me a giggle and a hug
from the compact brown skinned cutie. We all went to our rooms to disrobe
and 5 minutes later were all in the playroom ready to play except for
Gregory and Hiroki. As is usually the case a few people hooked up as soon
as one or both came through the door, an agreement reached before the
festivities, while others mingled and grouped.

Ciro approached me and I picked him up and hugged on him the then kissed on
him a little bit. "I like kissing Lucian," he said then moved his head
forward for more, which I willingly gave. After a moment I broke it off and
cast around to find a spot to land and did so. Ciro went straight to
feeling my cock through my underwear.

"Such en gallo you have Lucian, so big," the Mexican kid crowed. It will
rip my el ano." I informed Ciro that I'd be careful not to rip him open,
the little boy surprised that I spoke Spanish. Ciro made the move to get my
underwear off and eagerly went after my bare flesh, firs with his hands and
fingers and then with his mouth.

He held my cock upright and explored it thoroughly from my balls to my
foreskin, sliding the latter back and forth over the sensitive head. He
took a moment to cup and fondle my balls, his small fingers rumpling the
large eggs in their silky sac. After a good 3 minutes Ciro lay his head on
my belly and put his mouth over the end of my cock and began to suckle like
a babe on a tit.

I can't say that the job that the Mexican boy did was any better or worse
than any other cock sucking I'd ever had, not that I had ever experienced a
bad or worse cock sucking. No such thing in my opinion. Still, the boy did
a commendable job. Taking my cock into his mouth can be daunting for
anyone, more so young boys who don't have the oral flexibility of an older
boy or a man.

Ciro moved his head to and fro and even used his tongue from time to time
to explore my swollen cock head. He slide my foreskin up and suckled the
nipple of skin and even tried to get the tip of his young pink tongue down
the hole. He did try to stroke me but that wasn't steady and he also worked
to play with my nuts a little bit but the reality was that he wasn't very
good at multi-tasking but then, he was a youngling. He'd get better with
age. In fact I'd have the opportunity to bed Ciro when he was 12, 13 and
then 15 years old and I have to say he improved dramatically over the
years.

"Gosh Lucian," he said after letting go and moving up alongside me, "my
mouth gets sore from sucking on such a big dick."

"I understand sweet boy," I responded, "now, how about if I return the
favor." I didn't wait for an answer but gently pushed him onto his back,
kissed him tenderly then slid down the bed until my face was level with his
boyhood charms, and they were charming. Hell, who am I kidding; there
hadn't been a boy yet that wasn't charming in the genital department.

The boy carried a solid 4˝ inches of brown skinned fore skinned cock
that was nail hard and standing straight up. His balls were slightly
dropped and of course there wasn't a single hair in sight. I took the
rampant appendage between thumb and forefinger and stroked him, sliding his
foreskin back and for over his swollen cock head just as he had done to
me. At the same time, my free fingers felt his balls and moved the sac
around. I licked all over the exposed head then up and down the rigid shaft
before taking the tip into my mouth.

The fragrance emanating from Ciro's crotch was like the finest perfume, the
scent stimulating to me. He didn't have the musky smell of a young teenage
boy but more of a sweet smelling fragrance. I loved it. I bobbed my head up
and down in his lap, at times taking the entire thing into my mouth. He was
just long enough for me to use my throat muscles to massage his sensitive
cock head which in turn got me plenty of moans.

As I suckled the boy, I picked up sounds around me, soft moans, sucking
sounds, kissing and even some soft talk. I hadn't noticed who had hooked up
with whom but that didn't really matter. With my hands on his hips I got
Ciro to roll with me onto our sides then encouraged the boy to fuck my
face. He caught on very quickly and soon had a hand on the back of my head
for leverage was he pushed and pulled his hot hard young boner in and out
of my mouth.

I held onto his tiny butt, squeezing and fondling the fleshy muscle then
managed to get his top leg up and over my shoulder. That gave me access to
his butt crack, his hole and his balls and my hand became very active,
taking turns working on each area.

I managed to work a finger tip into his hole then felt someone take my
fingers then felt the cool of KY jelly on my middle finger. Somebody had
the foresight to help and I would find out that it was Pong. Regardless, I
slid the slippery digit into his asshole and began to slowly move it in and
out.

"Oh gosh Lucian, oh gosh oh gosh," Ciro groaned as he began to pick up
speed. He also wiggled his tender little ass, creating different pressures
on his nerve laden boy pussy. It didn't take long before he declared that
he needed to get my cock in his ass or else he was gonna cum. At those
words I felt someone take hold of my cock and slather it with KY.

With his cock in my mouth and my finger up his ass, I began to move and the
boy moved with me. Once I got him onto his back and worked my way up onto
my knees then moved between his legs, Ciro accommodating me by spreading
them to give me room. Pong was right there to assist if need be.

I took a quick moment to glance around and saw that Willie and Cain were
double teaming AJ, Willie in the man's ass and Cain in his mouth. Dalton
and Edward appeared to be into each other off at one corner of the mattress
playground while James was pounding Frankie's asshole in a doggie position
and Jamon was in an over under 69 sucking the younger boys' cock and
getting his cock sucked in the process. Gideon, Tobias and Alverito were
grouped together and the Mexican boy was getting ready to fuck Gideon while
the young blackbird was sucking on Tobias.

I got into position but to do so had to give up Ciro's cock. Pong
immediately offered to suck the 10 year old or Ciro could take the Thai
boys' cock. Ciro opted to suck. I slipped a second finger up Ciro's ass
while Pong slipped his cock into the boys' mouth, Ciro managing to moan
around ersatz mouth gag.

I gently fucked Ciro with both fingers, massaging his little prostate as
much as I could in the process. I could his heat level rise and got my cock
close enough to touch the back of the hand whose fingers were up his
hole. When I was ready I signaled to Pong who understood what was going to
happen and prepared to yank his cock out of Ciro's mouth in the even that
the little boy closed instead of opened upon penetration. I finally jerked
my fingers out of him and stuffed my cock in but stopped immediately once I
had the first inch inside of him.

Ciro's response was highly predicable. He let go of Pong's raging hard
cock, let out a loud cry, arched his back and stiffened his entire boy body
as if rigor mortis were setting in.

"You must breed See row," Pong said and imitated what he meant. "Breed,
breed". Ciro followed Pong's suggestion and breathed deeply a few times
then relaxed his body. I stayed still and simply admired my cock protruding
out of the young boys' body. Even after dozens of boys and hundreds of
impalements it still amped me up. It took about 2 minutes, which is a long
time really, before he told me to go ahead.

"Ir no rápidementi," he said, which I would have done in any case. Few
males want the whole thing just shoved in them in one fell swoop. So, I
started to insert my cock slowly into the boy, his face cycling through
grimace, relax grimace until my body was flush against his.

"There," Pong said and rubbed Ciro's forehead, "is done." Ciro opened his
eyes and looked at me then a slow grin showed up.

"Wow," he croaked but said nothing more. Around me the sounds of people
fucking became more prominent along with grunts, groans, oh god, and the
like. I gave it another moment then told him to let me know when he was
ready and a moment later he said he was.

There isn't much to tell about it really. It was a pretty straight forward
fuck. I got a nice steady rhythm going using about 2/3's of my cock. Pong
stayed alongside for emotional support and eventually took hold of Ciro's
cock which had re-inflated after losing a large portion of its tumescence
during the asshole invasion.

I watched Ciro closely, as I usually do with a boy, and saw that the pain
had faded and he was starting back up the escalator of hotness. He was even
beginning to moan and grunt a little each time I thrust into him which was
incentive for me to offer him more cock and before I knew it I was stuffing
the entire thing into his tight little ass.

I looked around and saw a few more ass's powering up as they slammed into
their partners and of course with my crew, the groans and cursing and fuck
me harder's were beginning to echo through the room. I began to pick up
speed and push harder into the boy beneath me and since I didn't get any
complaints I began to power fuck him.

"You want my juice you face," Pong asked. Clearly Ciro didn't quite
understand so Pong pantomimed jacking off and squirting on the Mexican
boys' face and got a grin and a head nod. Pong began to go at it then to me
he said,

"You tell when Lucian and I go too." I knew what he meant and began to fuck
Ciro good and hard, twisting my ass from time to time for added stimulation
for the both of us. Pong pounded his peter, his balls swinging rapidly as
he did it.

While Ciro wasn't a virgin by any means, he wasn't all that experienced so
his orgasm hit with not warning. Actually it did warn the boy, he just
didn't recognize the signs. All of a sudden he cried out and began panting
even heavier. I felt his asshole constrict against my cock, told Pong I was
there and a second later the Thai boy began unloading his pitiful amount of
sperm onto Ciro's face while I pumped a copious amount of gooey goodness up
the boys ass.

It was finally over and I stopped moving, Pong had stopped stroking and
Ciro had stopped moaning. Around us other's had reached their peak as well
and were in the process of slowing down or uncoupling. Alverito crawled
over and asked his little brother how he was doing and got a "demasiado
bien" in response.

The shower was mostly uneventful and when it was done I elected to retire
downstairs to chat with Gregory and Hiroki.

The rest of the week and into the second was mostly business and mostly
uneventful, at least in relation to this story. We heard from the east
coast that contact with Hiroki's family had been made and offers to
emigrate accepted by Hiroki's wife, parents and in-laws. Formal letters
were drawn up by the American consulate inviting the participants to
America as part of a cultural exchange and general bridge building
exercise. Neither Hiroki's nor his wife's siblings had been invited and in
any case they were all very pro Japanese and would not only not emigrate
they likely would attempt to prevent the others from leaving even though
they would be traveling on guest visa's and actual emigration was not even
hinted at, let alone mentioned.

AJ and I spent an entire day with Renaldo Davies explaining our businesses,
philosophies, goals and things of that nature including how those could
should or might play out in southern California. Part of that was spent on
the phone with Gerald and some with Jay in Oklahoma City. It was important
to the organization that the major players, managers, and the like, knew
each other by name and if possible by face. We talked about what kind of
staff he might need in order to manage our rapidly growing southern
California enterprise as well as his thoughts and idea on what direction to
take.

Hiroki began teaching the boys math and science as well as taking a lead in
their martial arts training. As part of the latter, the man often explained
historical facts about the art and the weapons including their non-violent
use. The Japanese government forbade the Okinawans to have weapons for
centuries so they adapted their everyday farm tools into formidable
weaponry, the government none the wiser. Although Gregory knew much of what
his friend taught he hadn't relayed that information to the boys so was
grateful that Hiroki was doing so. Highlights of workouts were when Hiroki
and Gregory faced off in the ring. We all got see high level martial
artists in action.

The boys were thrilled with Hiroki and extolled his virtues every day,
telling me what they had learned. Having Hiroki on staff, as it were,
provided added enthusiasm and more determined practice sessions. He and
Gregory took the boys on a few day outings, one of which took them to the
Umbrella Service station in Inglewood. The gas pumps were in an octagonal
center literally underneath a giant facsimile of an umbrella.

Anthony Ogilvie returned 6 days after he left looking much refreshed which
he stated was due more to the driving time than the visit with
family. "Some families are a treasure and some are a burden Lucian," he
said, "mine is the latter and not the former." He was thrilled with the new
Chrysler and was directed to use it for any and all house business and
encouraged to use it for personal business as well, not that there was much
of that.

He greeted Hiroki warmly and was pleased to see the Garcia's firmly
ensconced in the now, caretakers house.

Matty showed up with John Chen on Friday, arriving the day after Anthony
returned home, the houseman tasked with retrieving John and Matty from the
train station and thrilled to drive the new car. It was something akin to a
tornado being released in the house when Matty came through the door.

"Lucian, Lucian, where the hell are you," he started yelling right off the
bat.

"Well," AJ said with a mirthful grin, "there goes the peace and quiet."
Indeed. Every family has a live wire and Mathias was ours. A compact bundle
of energy it seemed like he was always on the move and while I had known
that all along, it was incredibly apparent that the house was different
when he wasn't there.

I got up and went into the hallway and called out to him and in seconds he
came racing toward me, arms wide open and a huge grin plastered on his pale
face. He slammed into me and I snatched him up, spinning to absorb much of
his momentum. I could feel him shudder as I held him but knew it was happy
tears he was shedding. He finally let loose and backed away then wiped his
tears.

"I had so much fun Lucian," he said as Anthony walked John down the hall
toward us. "But I missed you and the boys and Gregory and, well,
everybody. Where is everybody Lucian?"

"They're outside with Gregory and Hiroki, an old friend of Gregory's, doing
their martial arts training. While you were off on an adventure so were the
boys but I'll let them tell you the story. We also have the train boys with
us and our gardener, who lives on the property has two sons whom you'll
meet in short order." I introduced Matty to Renaldo then Anthony showed up
with John whom I introduced then I tasked Anthony with showing Matty where
the boys were congregated.  After they were gone I asked John how he was
doing, which was good.

"I swear Lucian that boy is so different from Asian boys, what a
firecracker he is. A few of my other boys were a little daunted by him but
they quickly warmed up and actually have loosened up a little bit. I think
having him at my house was good for everybody."  I had no doubt about
that. "Still, it was clear how important this family is to him and he was
beginning to get homesick." I simply nodded my head.

Things wound down for the day and the plan to have lunch with WRH the
following day was discussed. I wandered into the kitchen for a quick snack
and saw Darius and Jenkins with their heads together (not really) in what
appeared to be a serious discussion. Darius presented me with a piece of
coffee cake from that morning's breakfast along with a chilled glass of
milk. I saw something pass between the two men, a slight head nod.

"Can we offer a suggestion Lucian," Darius asked and of course, I said they
were always free to do so.

"Well, over the course of the past months we've both had the opportunity to
engage in conversation with all of the boys at one time or another and
naturally they've shared some of their hopes and dreams and sorrows with
us. It sounds as though Cain doesn't have a great deal of promising options
in his life so Harold and I were wondering if we might take the boy under
our wings, when this trip is over. That is, if he'd have us as substitute
parents." A forkful of food was halfway to my mouth and I almost dropped
it, instead, setting it down. Both men assumed the gesture to be a negative
one.

"I'm sorry Lucian, I didn't mean to overstep my bounds or anything," Darius
said. I waved him away with a huge grin.

"That's absolutely brilliant gentlemen. I should have thought about
that. Cain has mentioned his fears to me about his future and while I
assured the boy we'd work something out I haven't had the time to give it a
great deal of thought. I think it's a great idea and I have no doubt he'd
be more than amenable to it." Both men were visibly relieved.

"I'd like to talk to him about it however and offer it up as an option. In
the off chance it isn't something he is interested in it will give him the
ability to decline gracefully. I think I should have that discussion soon
so as to relieve some of his anxiety."  I got head nods and verbal
agreements from both men. I finished my coffee cake feeling extremely
grateful to them and happy for Cain.

After a fine meal of Moroccan lamb stew with all the trimmings I cornered
Cain and we went for a walk around the gardens at the front of the house. I
finally plopped our butts down on a beautifully carved wood bench among the
Bougainvillea bushes.

"What would you say to living with Darius and Jenkins after this trip is
over," I asked the boy. He was sitting turned slightly toward me. His face
got a slight smile, not a grin by any means.

"I like Darius and Jenkins; they're very nice. But would they want me?"
Clearly he was worried that I might be foisting him off on someone.

"Very much so Cain. Darius asked me about it this afternoon. You know, when
we first met Jamon and Gideon they offered to have the boys live with them
in New York City. But then everything happened so fast and we started this
trip and we're all together so it didn't make any sense. There were other
considerations, race being one of them, in everybody's decision to have
them live with me.

"Darius and Jenkins would love to have you live with them but if that isn't
something you're interested in then we'll keep working on the problem."

"Would I still be able to see you and the other boys?"

"You are family Cain and you will always be welcome in our homes, no matter
what your future holds. And if They stay in New York, we'll be visiting as
frequently as possible." What I didn't tell him was that I was trying to
come up with a plan for Darius and Jenkins to stay in Philly but so far it
remained elusive. I didn't see myself getting rid of Giselle after all
those years despite the fact that Darius was far and away more
accomplished.

"I think I'd like that Lucian, to live with Darius and Jenkins. Maybe
Darius will teach me how to be a cook." I allowed as how the man would be
beside himself with joy at the chance to teach Cain. We trooped back inside
and found the prospective parents and gave them the news. Hugs were given
all around and Darius actually had tears in his eyes.

We shared the news at dinner that evening which prompted much whooping and
hollering along with congratulations. Afterwards Edward asked to speak
privately with me which of course I acquiesced to. "I was wondering
Lucian," the boy started out with hesitancy, "If maybe I could trade places
with Cain for the rest of the trip and be a train boy. I really like
Dalton, a lot," the boy went on, "and he feels the same way." I believe I'd
mentioned previously that a union in the making had crossed my mind and
AJ's as well.

"I think that is an admirable thought Edward. I also think that decision is
up to Gus as well as Cain but I don't have a problem with it. It would give
you a chance to try something different." Edward hugged me and thanked me
then went off to find the rest of the crew. AJ came into the library and I
shared it with him. He was supportive of the idea if everyone else was on
board with it.

"That reminds me Lucian," AJ said, "I should probably find out about
getting a release of custody from Cain's mother." I agreed completely. A
little later Matty cornered me.

"Can I sleep with you tonight Lucian, not for sex or anything just to be
held and stuff." I was dubious about the no sex statement but agreed none
the less. Honestly, I had missed cuddling with the precocious bundle of
boy. But, true to his statement, Matty didn't make any overtures but he did
talk.

"I thought about what it would be like to live with John but I couldn't do
it, even though he asked if I would want to. He's really nice and all but
he isn't you Lucian and I'd miss my brothers so much." There was more to
the conversation but that was the gist of it. I could also understand the
temptation of not having to sharing living space with 8 other boys and
men. I felt a great sense of pride in Mathias for having worked the problem
through.

Lunch with WRH the next day was illuminating and profitable. I won't bore
you with details but suffice it to say I came away with more than I had to
give. I bought the Rolls the next day.

Over the next week we visited a couple of movie studios, Hal Roach Studio
being one of them, saw some movies made and got to meet some movie stars
which thrilled the boys to no end. Even though they weren't particularly
interested in girls, they were quite taken by Shirley Temple and all but
speechless while in her presence. They were quite taken with George
McFarland as well, despite the fact that he was younger than Matty.

On the set of He Done Her Wrong, the ingenue star made a blatant pass at AJ
using what would become one of her most famous lines. "Come up and see me
some time." AJ seemed to handle it very diplomatically. Again, although
they weren't particularly interested girls, the boys tongues were hanging
out a mile since her tits were all but hanging out a mile. As she gazed the
boys over she said in her "oooohhh" cooing tone, "Future possibilities." It
wouldn't be made public until years later but Mae West had a voracious
appetite and consequently an "any time any place" attitude that she
practiced into her 80's.

We also took the boys to Grauman's Chinese Theater where we saw Duck Soup
with the zany Marx brothers. And afterwards had supper at the Chateau
Marmont restaurant patio as guests of Albert Smith, the then owner, whom
I'd had a business dealing with in the past and might well again before we
left for back east. The Chateau was "the" place to see and be seen at that
time and we did see a few movie stars that resided in the bungalows and
suites of the amazing hotel.

The course of the 2nd and into the 3rd week was fairly much the same. We
hired our west coast attorney, Octavius Gloom, found an office building
that would better suit Renaldo and our expanding business and began hiring
quality staff.

The final plans for Hiroki's family were laid and they would leave Japan
aboard the Empress of Japan, The fastest ocean liner of her time. They
would leave in mid-November and arrive in Vancouver Canada 2 weeks later
after a brief stop in Honolulu. A fake US itinerary would be drawn up in
the event that Japanese authorities should question their motives although
the chances of that were minimal. I would send Hiroki and the train to
Vancouver via Seattle to reunite with his family and after a week or so of
just relaxing, they would return to Philadelphia in time for
Christmas. Because Giselle spoke fluent Japanese she would attend to the
families cooking needs and thus resolve the issue of keeping Darius and
Jenkins at my home in Philadelphia.

I talked with Anthony, Octavius, and Renaldo about leasing the house out
since it would otherwise be empty. We decided that we'd rely on high
rollers and lease on a month to month basis, require an exorbitant fee
along with an outrageous damage deposit. To that end we would also hire
security whose outward job would be to act as body guards for our wealthy
residents but also to oust them if for some reason their behavior got out
of hand. It would turn out to be a money making situation that would prompt
the corporation to purchase and lease other high end properties that would
propel us to the top of that market in LA in very short order.

Gus and Max contacted me and we had them at the house for 2 days prior to
delivering them and the train boys to the station to prepare for our return
home. Darius and Jenkins along with Anthony got the train supplied for what
I presumed would be a trip of around 10-14 days, give or take, since we
would be taking a more direct route.

During their 2 night stay the train men engaged with the boys in the
playroom during the evenings and lounged around during the days. During
that time we men discussed what could be done with the train since I
wouldn't be using it. After some discussion we decided to investigate cross
country trips for the more wealthy members of society. It would require
getting our hands on a couple of additional rail cars with fewer but larger
rooms. Because it would be a somewhat exclusive method of travel we could
charge a high price and because it could be done non-stop in 3 days, it
allowed for 2 crossings per week. A tight schedule but according to Max,
definitely doable, especially with a 3rd engineer. Of course, he had
someone in mind.

I also brought up the decision about Cain living with Darius and Jenkins
and Edward's request about trading places with Cain for the trip home. Gus
thought about that for a moment then said,

"I don't see why not. It's not like he needs any training. You know, if we
go ahead with a coast to coast plan, any boy that wanted to make the trip
as the 3rd worker would be welcome. In fact, it might be good for
them. They'd only be gone for a week." I thought that was an excellent idea
and said I'd give it some consideration.

And so it was, that on September 14th we boarded the train and began our
trip home. Cain and Edward traded places as we'd agreed on. Since we never
had occasion to use our spare "sick room on the trip out we put Hiroki in
it. If we did need it on the trip back we'd cross that bridge when we came
to it.

We headed for Williams Arizona then took the relatively new rail spur up to
Grand Canyon where we stayed at the El Tovar hotel which sat right on the
South Rim of the canyon. We had 4 suites and a block of rooms each with 2
queen sized beds. We even took an overnight mule ride down into the canyon
which the boys thought was about the best thing ever.

Back on the rails 4 days later we headed to Amarillo Texas to meet with Jay
and company.  Because we were only going to do an overnight I elected to
forgo a hotel and stay on the train. We did go out to supper at the best
steak house in town, a place called Charlie Z's where one could get a steak
up to 72 ounces. Jay showed up at the station in a beautiful carriage drawn
by 2 very large and very black stallions who seemed to know they looked
good.

The reunion was quite a raucous affair with lots of whooping and hollering
and back claps, mostly among the boys.  I was quite surprised to see the
change in Kwiana. He was dressed in black denim jeans, black cowboy boots
and a deep red shirt tucked in and a neckerchief at his neck. The ensemble
was topped off with a tan cowboy hat, under which his braids hung. None of
the clothes appeared brand new, nor were they old so all in all he
projected an air of success and supreme confidence.

"Lucian," he said, love, happiness and gratitude clearly evident in his
voice and demeanor. We hugged tightly and without the usual macho back
slapping. I introduced Pong and Hiroki to everybody after things died down
some. After a brief discussion about transporting such a crew Gregory asked
how far the restaurant was, which was only 3 blocks. Gregory said they
could walk it and suggested that AJ and I ride with Jay and Kwiana, while
Jay's kids could walk with ours.

Dinner was superb, the boys well behaved and the talk energizing. AJ and I
were both all but stunned at how much Kwiana had progressed in the past few
months. It appeared that the boy was brighter than any of us, including
Kwiana, would have imagined.

"His understanding of and ability to find natural resources is uncanny,"
Jay informed me while patting Kwiana on the knee. "Before we get bogged
down with kids I have to say mine want to breed with yours tonight
Lucian. Ishtar is bound and determined to have Jamon fuck her again and of
course Eros wants everybody to fuck him. The kids in question nodded their
pretty little head vigorously.

"And I want to be with you Lucian," Kwiana said.

"Perhaps you could stay the night at our house Lucian and mine could spend
the night on the train," Jay offered.

"Why don't you do that Lucian," AJ said in agreement. "Have an evening
without kids for a change. Gregory and I can handle things. Kwiana chimed
in with his vote so it was settled and that was how it played out. After a
fantastic meal that was filled with laughter I made the announcement and
got more noise and whoops and hollers. Fortunately our troop was in a
private dining room.

"What about you Mr. Jay," Gideon asked. Jay allowed as how he'd get a nice
night's rest. Gideon shook his head and marched right over to Jay. "No you
aren't. I go witchew." That got another round of applause and comments like
"go get him Giddy" "fuck his eyes out Gideon" and things along that vein.

Back at Jay McNeerny's house we 3 "big" guys had a glass of wine and
chatted some more. All in all we had mineral rights to 230 parcels of land
in 4 states totaling 100,000 acres and Jay was convinced beyond a doubt
we'd make a great deal of money from it. We paid a pittance for it. He'd
start contacting companies to begin exploration. We had purchased land in a
dozen cities and were already beginning construction on offices and landing
areas in Tulsa, Oklahoma City, Amarillo and Santa Fe New Mexico to name a
few. Jay's contacts in the construction business were handling all of that.

We finally called it a night around 9 and Kwiana and I adjourned to his
bedroom. The door had barely closed before he was in my arms with his mouth
planted against mine. He got busy with my shirt buttons while we kissed so
I took the liberty of doing the same. We had to break away in order to
finish the process and get belts and pants undone. He dropped to his knees
and yanked my slacks and underwear down to my knees and went for my cock.

"I've missed this fellow," the boy said in a husky voice before taking my
half hard cock into his mouth. Kwiana went to it with a vengeance taking
half of me down his throat before retreating. His breathing began to
quicken almost immediately and it didn't seem to take long before he was
panting. Kwiana moved his head then licked my balls for a moment before
going back to sucking me. He finally stopped and stood up and we engaged in
more deep throated kissing.

I was the one who broke it up and dropped to my knees in order to honor the
boy in the same manner that he had done to me. Kwiana had a decent sized
cock, 6˝ inches give or take. I swallowed him to the root, savoring the
feel of his cock head bouncing off the back of my mouth. I fondled his sac
while I suckled and got even more moans and groans. Kwiana finally got me
to stand up.

"Foreplay is all good and well but I need your cock up my ass Lucian, right
now," he said, his voice even deeper than it was before.

"I was hoping to have your cock in my ass," I said and kissed him again.

"I can do that after you fuck me," he said wistfully. We shucked our
clothing and climbed into his king sized bed, Kwiana pulling an almost
empty tube of KY out of his night stand. "Yeah, we go through a lot of that
stuff around here." I didn't need to tell him I understood how that goes.

I quickly slathered my cock and then his asshole. I was planning on using
my fingers first to give him some preparation but the Comanche boy wasn't
having any of that and said so in no uncertain terms. He got onto the bed,
pulled his legs back and held them in place with his elbows behind his
knees. I got into position and put the end of my cock against his smooth
puckered muscle and pushed. Naturally, there was resistance but I stayed
vigilant and won the battle, my cock slipping into him.

"Ouch," Kwiana said without any inflection what so ever. I stopped moving
in order for the boy's asshole to adjust to the invasion but again, Kwiana
wasn't having much of that. He gave it about 10 seconds before he told me
to go ahead. I acquiesced to his demand and slowly inserted about half my
cock, pulled back just a little bit then resume forward motion until what
little pubic hair I had was pressed against his brown skinned ass.

"Goddamn, been a while since I had anything that big in my ass," the boy
all but panted. "Now fuck me good Lucian." I did as he asked and got up a
nice steady rhythm using most of my cock. I put my hands under his knees to
allow him to release his arms, which he did then let his hands rest on my
forearms.

I didn't take very long before Kwiana was uttering little grunts each time
I slid inside of him. "It's so good having you fuck me Lucian," the boy
panted as I thrust into him. I finally removed my hands from beneath his
thighs and let his legs drape over my forearms then leaned forward and
planted my hands on the bed alongside his rib cage. At that point I began
to fuck him faster and harder.

The rhythmic sounds of sex was somewhat subdued in the heavily curtained
room but still noticeable. The sounds of my pelvis slapping against his,
the softer tone of my balls smacking against his ass, the equally spaced
grunts from Kwiana as I bottomed out inside of him.

I began thrusting hard into him, moved my ass in different directions which
created different pressures on his sphincter as well as the walls of his
tunnel and of course on my cock.

"Make me cum Lucian, fuck me hard and make me shoot my sperm," he
panted. The sounds got louder as I hammered my cock into him. It always
surprised me that there weren't any bruises on me or my partner after a
rousing good fuck and believe me, I have Kwiana a rousing good fuck.

"I'm getting close Kwee, I said, using that nickname for the first time.

"Go ahead Lucian, fuck your sperm into my ass, I want your sperm in me."
All of a sudden Kwiana cried out that he was cumming. My past experience
with the boy was that he generally knew when he was going to squirt so he
caught me off balance as well. His asshole clamped down on my cock live a
vice grip and caused me to let loose as well.

"Gaaawwdd," I groaned as I began pumping jet after jet of my cum into
him. I felt Kwiana's asshole pulse a half dozen times as he shot out onto
his belly. His hand clamped down on my forearms as soon as he started his
orgasm and stayed clamped down until it was over.

And over it finally became and I slowed then stopped all movement. I let
his legs down then lowered my upper body so we could engage in post fuck
kissing, which we did. Kwiana put his arms around my neck but did so
loosely while mine rested on the face of his shoulders, my elbows keep me
propped up.

"That was amazing Lucian," he said. I agreed with him. I rolled us onto our
sides, my cock still impaled inside of him, a benefit of sport almost 9
inches. We lay there giving each other little kisses until my cock squished
out of his ass. Kwiana rolled over quickly and walked quickly into his
bathroom, his butt cheeks clenched together to prevent leakage. A loud fart
echoed from his toilet and followed by the flush of water of his bidet, a
rare item in America, gushing up to clean his hole.

We snuggled in bed after he returned and talked. Kwiana was completely at
each in the white man's world and because of his demeanor and stature he
didn't garner much racism. He talked about the fact that he had money in
the bank, there being no real reason to spend his $35.00 a week wages which
were high for that period of time. He loved his studies, was surprising
even himself at how fast he as assimilating knowledge.

"I think I want to go to college someday too Lucian," he said and I whole
heartedly agreed that was a good choice. "I really like geology and want to
learn more. Don't get me wrong, Jay is an awesome teacher and I expect that
he can teach me everything I need but I want the paper, the official
designation." I understood, completely supported, the idea and told him so.

"It's been fun living here too Lucian. I mean, all 3 of the kids are crazy
about sex. I never fucked a girl `til Ishtar and I love fucking her. I can
see myself getting married and having kids some day but that's a long way
off.

"Yes, my time with the boys was pretty exhilarating," I told him, adding
that I thought Eros was possibly the most sensuous and seductive boy I'd
ever met and Kwiana agreed.

I asked about the rest of the Indian boys and was told they were still
languishing on the reservation. "I wish I could do something for them
Lucian but I don't know what. Without me there, they aren't getting
anything done. I encouraged him to encourage them to get an education and
he said he was doing that.

I brought up and idea that had been forming so ran it by the boy, the
notion of inviting Jay et al to Philadelphia for Christmas and Kwiana was
all for that.

"Meanwhile," he said with a leer, "how about we go about getting you good
and fucked." My response was to hold him to me and kiss him deeply.