Date: Thu, 20 May 2021 13:01:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 36

I drove the Duesenberg to the train station with Hiroki and AJ while Ren
drove Gerald's dark blue 1931 Pierce Arrow model 41, the highest grade
model available that year. My yard guy managed to get some practice while
we were gone and since returning home Gregory had spent extra time with my
Japanese gardener slash handyman. Gus had telexed his ETA so we were there
waiting for them at the platform when our train pulled in. I had hired a
delivery company to unload and transport their luggage, which was
considerable, and wouldn't fit in the two automobile's.

Preconceived notions being what they were, I suppose that I had expected to
see the women clad in traditional Japanese robes, much like May-Lin's
Chinese robes, and their hair done up with intricate styles complete with
twists and turns and who knows what sticking out of the mass of hair. The
men would be anybody's guess. I managed to keep my surprise inside.

AJ and I stood off to one side while Hiroki stood on the platform as the
men stepped out first then offered the ladies a hand. Both men wore
expensive solid colored suits with white shirts and dark neckties and gloss
black shoes that were probably spit shined. Each wore a camel hair
overcoat. First off was Hiroki's mother Fumiko followed by his
mother-in-law Mitsuko. Hiroki's boys were next followed by his wife
Chieko. The boys were cute as the dickens and absolutely adorable in black
short-pants and starched white shirts and their pitch black hair sporting
the clichéd bowl cut. Hiroki picked each up and hugged him
fiercely. Chieko was an absolute knock out. Her hair was cut in a
fashionable bob and she was dressed in a crème colored mid-calf skirt
and blouse with trim and buttons done in crimson.

Mitsuko and Fumiko were clad in soft colored dresses and overcoats and both
of them sported shoulder length hair but no elaborate styles. I would learn
that they had gotten complete makeover's while in Seattle as well as
Americanizing their wardrobes.

Hiroki started the introduction for me as well as Ren. His father in law,
Eito Tanaka was rather tall for his race, slightly shorter than my own
5'11", was slender and had a flash of gray along his temples. He offered a
short bow then a firm handshake.

"Thank you sponsoring our families Mr. Broussard," he said in slightly
accented English. "May I present my wife Mitsuko." Her handshake was soft
and of course feminine. Hiroki introduced his father and mother, Shinjiro
and Fumiko Murata. Shinjiro was an older version of his son, slender and
about 5'7" or so. His wife equally so. Both women said they were pleased to
meet us, their English not quite as perfect as their husbands but easily
understandable.

In turn, I introduced them to AJ along with his status in the family. "AJ's
family's law firm is spearheading the legal requirements for you to stay in
the United States so you will likely be spending some time with him." Both
men bowed to him, offered their hands along with their sincere thanks.

Giselle detrained a moment later carrying her suitcase. I'd sent her along
to take care of the meals for our guests and the crew. In fluent Japanese
she informed the arrivals that she would see them at the house and headed
through the station to where her car was parked. That accomplished we all
piled into the automobiles and headed to their new temporary residence.

After Gerald had passed I had hired a crew to come in and clean out all of
his clothing and donated it to charities. I had the house completely
cleaned from top to bottom and much of the inside re painted or
re-wallpapered, all of the appliances were replaced and based on a list
provided by Hiroki and Giselle, the kitchen pantry and refrigerator
stocked. All of the bed mattresses, bed linens, towels and the like had
also been replaced. We only had 13 days to accomplish the tasks but, at
Gerald's suggestion I'd gotten much of the needed work set up in advance so
the work was started within hours of his passing. There were crews working
day and night to get it accomplished. Of course we paid top dollar for
services rendered and believe me, in 1932 that carried a lot of weight.

The families were all but shocked as we pulled up the wide driveway, both
by the size of their new home plus the 40 foot banner hanging across the
second floor windows welcoming them to Philadelphia, in Japanese. When we
all piled out of the automobiles the ladies had tears in their eyes. I had
dropped Gregory off at the house before heading to the train so he was
waiting on the porch when we arrived. He knew the Murata's from his time on
Okinawa.

"I am speechless," Shinjiro exclaimed after he and his wife gave Gregory a
warm greeting. "This is a magnificent home." Hiroki led the tour through
the house and I have to say that it looked remarkable. For the most part,
nothing significant had been done since the house was built in the early
1870's. When they saw the traditional baths in the basement I thought
they'd all start crying.

Back on the main floor the teamsters were just arriving at the front door
with the trunks and suitcases so we decided to take our leave. I suggested
that we men meet the following day to discuss what our next step would be
and I extended an invitation to dinner at my home the following evening. I
chose to leave Ren at the house, at least during the day, in order to
transport people as needed. I'd purchased a 2nd hand pickup truck for the
house so he'd gotten plenty of practice driving and become familiar with
the city to find his way around.

"Seem like very nice people Lucian," AJ said before we got back into the
Duesenberg. I agreed wholeheartedly as did Gregory.

"I can't speak for the Tanaka's," Gregory said, "but Hiroki's parents are
the quintessential salt of the earth. Given that, I would guess that his
in-laws aren't much different. Chieko is certainly a stunner," he added,
"and those boys are too cute for words." AJ said the boys were worth
stealing and I could only laugh.

"I need to consider some options," I said aloud to my partners, "regarding
Ren's position in relation to Hiroki's family. I think that they're going
to need a driver and the house is going to need someone to tend to the
landscaping. I can't expect him to be responsible for maintaining both
houses so, some thoughts please."

"As far as landscaping goes," Gregory said, "it's winter and nothing is
pressing so let's look at that come March. As for a driver I think that,
despite their abilities with English, having a Japanese driver would be
best. Over and above that, perhaps designating Ren & Keiko to live there
and hiring different maintenance staff for your house is worth
considering."

"There is a lot of merit in all of that Gregory, thank you," I responded.
"There is an apartment above Gerald's carriage house that they could live
in if they would consider the move. Perhaps Blaine would have some
suggestions about finding an Asian driver. It would mean too that different
school arrangements might need to be made for Kenjiro and May Lin." Both
children had been attending to their studies with the boys since public
school was pretty much a chancy issue for the Asian kids at least for the
time being.

Back at our house we put the automobiles in the garage and tromped into the
house to the fragrance of baking bread along with other fragrances. A trip
to the kitchen revealed beef stroganoff in the process with warm Russian
black bread.

"Dinner in one hour Lucian," Darius stated rather than asked. I had quickly
learned when my talented chef was making a statement versus asking it meant
there was no wiggle room. This was a statement and I wasn't inclined to
disagree. We found the boys in the library diligently attending to their
studies.

I was well pleased with the diligence that the boys attacked their studies
and proud of their progress. In the 7 months that our lives had been
merged, every boy had advanced at least 1 grade level from what I'd
assessed them at while others had advanced 2 grades. All of them were at or
above their age appropriate grade. All of them were operating at honor roll
level and if they continued to progress, each and every one of them would
be able to enter college and in my opinion, the Ivy league schools were
within their reach with or without a financial donation.

I had also discovered that Cain was a more than apt student. I had gotten a
little glimpse of his intellect on the trip but back home, now that he was
living with us, I saw the full scope of it. Not a genius perhaps, but
pretty damned smart.

AJ had started giving Willie formal flying lessons soon after we got home
and by all reports the boy was doing well. That wasn't a big surprise to
me, knowing Willie and his abilities. He was one of those kids that
excelled at almost every task put in front of him. It would come as no
surprise to me when, 7 years into the future, he would become a flying ace
stationed in England before America even entered the war.

"Hey Lucian," Gideon said, the first of the crew to notice my return to the
library. Of course that got everyone's attention so school was pretty much
done for the day. That all wanted to know what Hiroki's family was like and
I told them that they would find out for themselves the following night
because they were all coming for supper. I told them dinner was in 1 hour
and left them to their own devices and they began to scatter.

"Hey Gregory," Tobias said, "Can we practice some Kata, you and me I mean?"
Before Gregory could answer Jamon popped up with a "me too."

Willie then asked AJ if they could do some oral quizzing about law. Both
men agreed to the boys' request and off they went to their respective
tasks. Edward seemed to hold back then came over and promptly sat on my lap
tossed his arms around my neck and kissed me on the mouth then lay his head
on my shoulder.

"Can I sleep with you tonight Lucian? I have not got to be with you much
with so many people in the house."  I chose not to correct his
grammar. Like everything, there was a time and place and this wasn't it.

"Of course you can sweet boy, I would be delighted to have you warm my
bed." Edward giggled then leaned away from me.

"Can I bring a friend," he asked with sincerity. I have him a shocked look,
like "how dare you" then asked who he had in mind. Edward shrugged his
shoulders,

"One of the smoothies but I don't know which one yet."

Somewhere along the line we'd started referring to the younger hairless
boys as "Smoothies" but I'll be damned if I know who started it. Of course
the why is obvious. Regardless, it was a term of endearment and not
malicious, not that any of the boys had a malicious bone in their bodies.

"Of course you may," I said and pecked him on the mouth. Edward then lay
his head back on my shoulder and sighed, a contented sigh I might add. He
was quiet for a moment then went on.

"I couldn't be a train boy Lucian," he said. We hadn't really had much
chance to talk about it since he'd made that decision. "I like Dalton a lot
and he said he loves me and I believe him.

"But," I said filling in the pause.

"But I don't want to waste my life doing that stuff. I'm smarter than that,
not that they're stupid but, you know what I mean." Indeed I did. He didn't
want to waste his brains and talent on menial labor, there were too many
opportunities for him. As it would turn out Edward would graduate from Tuck
Business school at Dartmouth at the top of his class earning an MBA with
emphasis on finance and accounting and go on to get his Ph.D. in
business. He would go on to be head of our corporation, guiding it well
into his 80's and getting it into the rarified level of ¾ of a trillion
in assets before he passed away, an even bigger feat since it was a
privately held company. So, yes, being a train boy would have been a huge
waste.

"I know it's way too early to spend too much time figuring out what you
want to do as an adult but have you given it any thought Edward?"

"Not really Lucian," he replied. "I like math and I guess I'm good at
figuring stuff out but that's it." Indeed, the boy was a natural at math,
picking things up quickly and he was clever at figuring out tricks and
games and things.

"Well, not to worry sweet boy, you have plenty of time." The boy finally
crawled off my lap and went on about his business. We sat down to dinner
almost exactly 1 hour after Darius had given me that timeline. As usual, it
was an incredible meal and to a boy, they all raved about it. For my chef
and friend, praise from the boys meant everything.

While we waited for dessert to be served I tinkled my glass with a spoon
and the room quieted. "Gentlemen, over the next few days I need to do some
scholastic achievement testing." There were no moans and groans because
scholastic testing didn't mean the same thing with me that it did in public
schools. The boys all knew that we had to have scholastic achievement
records in order for them to get into college. They also knew that they
didn't have to study or do other preparatory work because their educational
programs were tailored for success.

Dessert was a tray of double fudge brownies with a powdered sugar drizzle
topping. Nobody commented on the similarity to cum. After supper it was
game time for a while then a quick swim before bedtime. The advantage of
that was exercise but also a shower. I elected to pass, as did AJ but
Gregory was in attendance to monitor. There wasn't any concern about
behavior so much as the possibility of an accident. Among other things,
Gregory was teaching the boys basic first aid and other life-saving skills
such as mouth to mouth resuscitation but still we didn't feel any great
desire to have to test them.

Edward said he'd see me in my room and Frankie would be with him and I set
off upstairs. I chose to take a shower and freshen up a bit and assumed the
boys would do the same post swimming. Hygiene had been drilled into them
early on and I couldn't recollect when the last time was that I'd had to
query or remind any of them. I finished then sat naked at my desk making
some notes and ruminating on "what next".

The boys knocked on my door 20 minutes later and I bade them enter, which
they did, stark naked of course. They had dropped their clothes off in
their rooms along the way. Both boys were in their default position, cocks
soft and swaying as they walked. Edward had turned 13 since we'd met, his
cock was growing and he now was closing in on 6 inches. His balls were
larger, hung more, and his moss patch was filling in thicker.

Frankie was 9 now and he too had grown some but not a lot and of course was
still smooth as a billiard ball. "Whatcha doing Lucian," he asked as they
approached my desk, each boy standing on one side of me, arms across my
neck? I told them just making notes on future projects.

"I think that the best future project is to get your big cock in my ass,"
Frankie then reached down and took hold of me, "After I get it in my mouth
I mean." He dropped down beside my chair and lifted my soft cock, leaned
over my thigh and began sucking me.

"Horny little fucker isn't he," Edward said. "Maybe you could suck my cock
while we wait." I thought that to be a stellar idea and began by playing
his slowly hardening cock and his soft squishy balls. He stiffened pretty
quickly and once he was half hard I leaned down and took him into my mouth.

Big cocks were fun and all, and I had a few of them around me, but a cock
the size of Edward's was almost perfect. Big enough to fill a mouth nicely
but not so much that it took lots of work. I felt his tender little ass and
his soft smooth balls as I suckled and brought him to full on tumescence
fairly quickly.  Frankie did the same for me.

I let go of Edwards cock when Frankie stood up then the boy bent over and
engaged me in a tongue battling kiss. A second later I felt Edward take
hold of me and begin to suckle.

"I miss being with you Lucian," the precocious lad said after breaking the
kiss. "I love all my brothers, don't get me wrong, but with so much cock in
the house I don't get you as much."

"I understand sweet boy, sometimes I feel the same way. I wonder if it help
if we went back to how things were in the very beginning and you boys
rotated." I hadn't really thought about it until that moment actually and
in that moment I also realized that the old system most likely wouldn't
work, and for a multitude of reasons. However I was willing to put it to
the boys and hear their thoughts and suggestions.

Meanwhile, I leaned over and began to suckle Frankie. It was fun doing a
smoothie boy for a change considering that there wasn't an abundance of
them in the house. I had never been particularly attracted to them, being a
lover of sperming boys, but it was a nice change of scenery from time to
time. I played with Frankie's marble sized balls but also noticed that he
was growing up.

Edward finally stopped and stood and so did I. "How about we take this to
bed," I suggested. A full round of agreement and 3 minutes later we were
snuggled under the covers. Frankie and I played kissy face while Edward
played gobble the weenie, alternating between the two weenies.

The boys weren't particularly interested in playing with each other, they
got plenty of that. So it was that for the most part, they both worked on
me. My mouth and my cock were assaulted from the get go, not that I had any
complaints about that. I ate on Frankie's asshole while Edward sucked my
cock then they traded places. At one point I had a boy eating my hole and
the other working my dick. Of course they traded after a bit. And so it
went.

I ended up fucking Frankie first, not that there was a plan or
anything. Well, perhaps there was on Edward's part. The chances were that
if he went second he'd get a longer fuck out of me. That wasn't necessarily
true but if he thought so, fine.

So, we got Frankie all prepped and ready to breed. He wanted to start out
by riding me and that was all perfectly fine with me as well. And so, 20
minutes after starting the process I lay on my back and the boy mounted
me. Since there was plenty of large cock in our gaggle of cocks, most of
the boys didn't need a lot of adjustment time to allow their bodies to
accommodate the invasion. With Frankie, he got my head inside of his and
then promptly lowered his body until his ass was on my pubes.

"I've missed this in my ass Lucian," the boy panted as he wiggled his
little lasciviously. I reached out and put my hands on his hips as he began
to rise and fall on 9 thick inches of cock. Edward knelt off to the side
watching and stroking his boner.

Why don't you fuck Lucian's mouth Edward," Frankie suggested and a second
later I had the teen's cock down my throat. I also started to move my hips
up and down to help facilitate Frankie's fuck and which he seemed to
appreciate. I enjoy the situation of having my mouth and my dick occupied
at the same time.

Frankie began to pick up speed then stopped.

"On my back Lucian, please," Frankie said, "I need to be fucked good and
proper like a boy is s'pose to be fucked." That phrase seemed to be a
favorite of the boys for they all used it. Of course they loved the
position. I had the boy hold on then went through the motion of sitting up
so we kissed and fondled a little before moving to my knees then then
topping him over onto his back. From there I fucked the shit out of him.

Frankie talked and moaned and wiggled around while I drove my cock in and
out of him like a pile driver. I had leaned forward and put my palms on the
bed, almost doubling the boy backwards so had the best depth possible. "Oh
fuck Lucian you're gonna make me cum," the youngling finally yelled out and
not 30 seconds later he did. I felt his asshole constrict against my cock
and as easy as it would have been for me to cum with him I chose not to. I
still had Edward to fuck.

Frankie's orgasm subsided and I slowed down. Before I got to a stop Edward
asked if cummed or would I be able to fuck him too and naturally I
responded in the affirmative.

"Will you do me like a dog Lucian," he asked and again, I nodded my head in
affirmation.

"I could suck your dick while Lucian fucks you Edward," Frankie
suggested. Edward seemed to think that was a stellar idea and agreed. I
gently pulled my cock out of Frankie's tight little ass and moved out of
the way for Edward to get into position. He straddled Frankie's narrow
chest but Frankie had him move so that the boys could be in a top down 69.

"You can suck my cock while I suck yours," Frankie said, "It'll give you
something to do while Lucian fucks you.

"No need to play first," the young teen said as the boys re-configured,
"just get that horse cock my butt and fuck me blind." I did as he asked,
using KY to get him slippery before forcing my way inside of him.

"Fuck that looks so hot from down here," Frankie mumbled as I got my cock
head against Edward's puckered hole and pushed inside of him. Edward yelped
as I slipped inside but when I stopped moving to allow the boy to adjust
and said to keep going so, keep going I did until my pubic hair was pressed
against his tender little lily white butt.

"Goddamn," Edward groaned. I clasped onto the boy's narrow hips and
proceeded to fuck him. It was a straight forward fuck, no tricks, no
changing of positions, nothing out of the ordinary except that underneath
us Frankie was doing his work which was primarily to suck Edwards cock
while I plowed his ass but it wasn't limited to that. Frankie played with
my balls, felt on my cock and the rim of Edward's ass as I slid in and out
of his brother's ass.

Things started to heat up, Edward begged me to fuck him harder and I did as
he requested. I began pounding his ass hard, so much so that Frankie
couldn't keep Edward's dick in his mouth. All the while the 13 year old
moaned, groaned, oh God-ed and all of those things. Since he could suck
Edwards' cock Frankie spent the time cupping and tugging on my balls and
Edward's which helped bring both of us to a crashing orgasm.

Edward's asshole gripped my cock like a vice and he all but screamed out as
he cummed. I heard Frankie utter an `oh shit' and assumed that he'd gotten
spermed on, possibly in the face. It took me over the edge and I grunted as
I power fucked a load of gooey sperm into my young teenage lover. I wiggled
my ass around creating some different pressures and even pressed tight
against him as I fired volley after volley of cum into him. And then it was
over.

Edward's upper body lowered until his head rested on Frankie's crotch. The
preteen had left my balls alone so I assumed that he had been stroking
Edward's cock, helping to make the boys' sperming that much better. I
continued to fuck him but slowed down and eventually stopped.

Frankie moved first, sliding from under Edward who then told me to go ahead
and pull out of him. I directed Frankie to grab a towel or something to put
under my fresh fucked boys' ass to catch the flood of white goo that was
sure to flow out. He did as requested and slipped out of the young teen. As
predicted my sperm trickled out of his hole.

"Looks like a cleaning is in order," I said as I saw the residue on my
cock. I got up and headed to the bathroom with Edward right on my tail
holding the towel against his ass. We both cleaned up then the boy melted
into my arms for some thank you kisses.

"That was killer diller Lucian," Edward said, clearly happy with the
experience.

"It certainly was Eduardo," I said, using my own affectionate nickname for
the boy. He didn't tolerate Ed or Eddie and I couldn't say as I blamed
him. We re-joined Frankie in my bed, the younger boy seeming to work at
keeping his eyes open, which didn't last long, and he drifted off in the
middle of a conversation regarding the upcoming holidays.

After some pillow talk I asked Edward if he'd honor me by planting his
teenage cock in my ass, something he was more than willing to do. We
managed a little making out, a little cock sucking then got right to it
with me on my back and legs spread like a wanton hussy. Honestly, I didn't
bottom all that often, mostly because my cock was in much more demand than
my asshole. I did enjoy it however especially when it was one of the
smaller boys. That isn't to say that I didn't enjoy the two J's or even AJ,
because I did, but the small cocked boys were my cup of tea.

So we went at it and Edward gave me a good quality fucking, pounding my ass
for a good 10 minutes before he spent his seed inside of me. I jacked my
dick toward the end so we basically came together, always a thrill.

The next evening we had the entire crew for dinner which meant 2 dozen
people. Giselle helped prepare some Japanese side dishes while Darius
supplied the main dishes along with American sides. I won't belabor you
with the menu but suffice it to say everybody's taste buds were satisfied
and no one was offended.

My boys were on their best behavior and our guests commented on it.  Even
Matty managed to not blurt out anything inappropriate. On that note, I have
to say his impulse control was getting much better. My boys were totally
taken with Akito and Koji who were shy at the beginning but warmed up to my
guys. They were particularly curious about Jamon and Gideon, my youngest
blackbird winning them over first.

Of course I had to explain to our guests how it came about that I had a
house full of adolescent males who, it was pretty clear, weren't
related. They were quite surprised at my generosity in taking in so many
strays and if they were curious about the complete lack of women in our
household, they didn't express it. I didn't leave any details out regarding
their financial status either and that seemed to impress them all as well.

After dinner we adults adjourned to the library to chat. Willie suggested
that he and his brothers watch over the shorties, that is if they were
willing to hang out with them. Surprisingly, Akito and Koji were willing to
go with my boys so off they went.

"I am a little surprised at their willingness to go," Chieko commented,
"your boys are to be commended for thinking of my sons welfare."

"I may have influenced them a tad bit," Hiroki said. "On the train trip I
told my sons all about Lucian's boys, I told them some of the stories I'd
heard about their adventures, meeting the Indian boys and things like
that. Lucian's boys are sort of heroes to my sons I think and closer in age
they were more exciting that stodgy old adults." I was always proud of my
boys but little stories like that made me even prouder. It was then that
first gave serious thought to legally adopting them.

Once the boy were gone I asked my quests how they were doing in their new,
if only temporary home and if they needed anything and got head shakes all
around.

"The residence is quite astonishing," Shinjiro explained. "In Nihon 4 or 5
families could live in such a home. Only a single family of great wealth
would have such a residence. Once again, we thank you for your kindness and
attention to our comfort."

During our chat, the women remained quiet. The topic of money, the status
of their property in the Land of The Rising Sun, and future employment came
up. It turned out that Eito shared Kenjiro's thoughts and worries about the
direction that Japan seemed committed to and so they had been making plans
for their exodus for well over a year. Both men had started shuffling their
money in the beginning, putting much of it in gold and cash as well as
stock in top Japanese companies. In the last 4 months both had found buyers
for their homes that were ready to take possession of them when the current
owners were ready. Plans were already in place to tie up loose ends from
abroad so essentially they were set. I reminded them that if they had any
difficulties what so ever to let me know and we'd get more powerful and
influential men involved.

As far as the future went, they didn't know for sure what that might look
like from an employment stand point but in some ways it didn't
matter. Between them the couples had enough money to live comfortably if
not somewhat luxuriously until the end of their days.

"I've spoken to the president and he would like very much to sit and talk
with you about how you might be of some service to the United States but
also understanding that you might not wish to betray your home country. We
made tentative arrangements to get together after the new year." That I
would even know the president of the United States let alone be considered
friends with him completely stunned our guests. They said they'd be honored
to meet with the great man.

The evening wore down and our guests prepared to leave. I told them that I
would be in touch in a few days but meanwhile wanted to give them space and
time to become a little more adjusted to their new environment. Blaine had
found a Japanese speaking driver for them whose primary tasks would be to
get them familiar with the lay out of the City. They certainly were
interested in the historical aspects of the city, wanting to gain more
information about America's history. I got a sense that it was highly
unlikely that they would ever return to their home country for any more
than a visit.

"Speaking of driving Gregory, what do you think about teaching Jamon and
Willie how to drive," I said. We had remained in the library talking and
sipping 80 year old Brandy after our guests had left.

"Good idea Lucian," Gregory had responded.

"Considering I was flying aero-planes by their age," AJ said, "I'd say go
for it. More and more states are requiring driving licenses and some are
even teaching and issuing tests to drive. Won't be long and it'll be
required everywhere." That was a very good point. AJ went on to say that
Jamon and Jessie had both expressed an interest in learning to fly and if I
had no objections he would go ahead with it. Again, I agreed.

As we began shutting things down for the night Pong approached me and
requested to share my bed for the night which I wholeheartedly supported. I
had noticed that the Thai boy had seemed to be spending more time with the
rest of the boys as opposed to being glued to my hip. I was seeing the boy
smile more and even laugh heartily. He was engaging fully with learning
both on the intellectual level and the physical. Gregory said he seemed to
be a natural when it came to Judo and Karate, picking the moves up quickly
making fewer mistakes that the rest of the boys when they were at his
level.

Being with Pong sexually was different than the rest of the boys in that,
pleasing his male benefactor was what he spent his life training for, not
that it was his job as far as I was concerned. Still, his attentiveness to
my needs was his goal, nothing else, and he put every ounce of his energy
into it when we were together.

This time was no different and started with his bathing me, thoroughly,
from head to toe all the while praising my beauty (oh sure) my virility, my
one eyed dragon, and prodigious sacred sac. Afterwards he massaged my
shoulders and I have to say that, for a 12 year old boy, he had some
strength in those hands. The massage ended with the boy sliding down the
length of my body, peeling my butt cheeks open and washing my asshole and
the underside of my balls with his tongue.

Pong prompted me onto my knees to better access my balls which he fondled
and tugged on while he rimmed me. After a brief bit I encouraged him to
crawl under me so that I could worship his celestial dragon and second
later I had his cock down my throat. Since I was there I managed to get a
finger up his ass while I blew him which in turn shoved him up the ladder
of hotness. It didn't take long before Pong said he was ready for my
imperial manhood to make him weak with lust and pleasure. The boy had such
a fun way with words.

We started with Pong riding me which was always fun. Just lying there, with
him doing all the work and watching the feelings and the emotions play out
across the preteen's smooth brown face was always fun. His normally huge
dark eyes were all but slits making him seem even more Asian.

Pong bounced on my lap, moved his ass in every possible directions, pressed
down and ground his tender little ass, moving my cock all over the place
and helping to get up into a fog of hotness. He took the time to bend down
and kiss me deeply which let me have the opportunity to play with his
delicious little butt and to feel my cock disappear into his compact body.

The time finally came for him to be on his back getting his pussy perfectly
pounded. We went through the motions of getting him seated on my lap which
meant all action went topside. We spent a good two minutes practicing
resuscitation technique, hugging and back rubbing, neck nuzzling and
whispering sweet somethings in each other's ear. Pong declared me the most
virile of men, the most supreme lover that a worthless boy such as himself
could possible ever hope to have.

We finally maneuvered the boy onto his back and the true fucking began. I
slipped my arms under his legs and planted my palms of the bed and fucked
the royal living shit out of him. One of the things that Pong had been
taught was how to use his sphincter muscle during sex. Although that
training hadn't been with an object in his ass but simply learning and
practicing his Kegels. Regardless he was very good at it and thus enhanced
the sexual experience. On some level I wished the boys could learn that but
on the other hand, it did make fucking Pong a little different than
everybody else.

"You will make me squirt from fucking me so good Sir Lucian," Pong said
breathily. Note, that he only used the honorific during sex. I'd finally
gotten him to drop the lord's master's and other such titles unless we were
inflagranti delicto.

I fucked the Thai boy hard and eventually fast as we both neared orgasm. I
hammered his tight little asshole as if it were the last fuck of my life
all the while below me Pong was panting heavily, grunting each time I
thrust into him and generally telling me how good it was and the latter
done in Thai, English and Mandarin.

Pong surprised me by wrapping his legs around my waist which seemed to
raise his hole up a little more. His grunts and pants were becoming a
litany as I pounded him hard.

"It's here Lucian, it's here I'm gonna cum," he panted then cried out. I
felt his asshole grip my cock and then pulse each time he ejaculated. At
that point I let myself go and began pumping jet after jet of sperm into
the boy. "I can feel you cum Lucian, your love juice is shooting into me."
The fuck last about 20 more seconds before I began to slow down and another
half minute before I stopped completely. I leaned down and Pong threw his
arms around my neck and we kissed, nice soft tender `thank you for fucking
me so good" kisses.

We stayed like a for a brief bit then I told him to hold on so I could lift
him up. I did so then got off the bed and took him to the bathroom where I
lifted him off my cock and he plopped down on the bidet and promptly farted
although it was from air and not gas. Of course we both chuckled. After he
cleaned up we trudged back to bed where we snuggled and cuddled and talked
softly.

We talked a little about how he was doing regarding the loss of his
twin. "I miss Ping terribly Lucian. Every day I miss him but I am getting
better each day too. You and the boys have helped very much and I am
grateful for it." I agreed with him that he seemed less melancholy. I also
mentioned that I thought his English was improving dramatically. Pong
chuckled at that.

"I think that in the beginning Ping and I both pretended that we weren't
well versed in English. It was part of the whole plan to appear vulnerable
and thus more desirable. It was how we were trained." I kissed him and
thanked him for being honest with me but did have to add that not much
could make him more desirable than he already was. He kissed me again and
thanked me then we fucked a second time.

On December 20th the train delivered our guests from Amarillo. Despite
having seen them merely 2 months before it was still a riotous
reunion. Everybody was totally taken with the train ride as well as my
home. Needless to say the first night was a fuck fest royal. Eros hadn't
lost a bit of his sultriness and in fact seemed even more so. And the thing
was, it was completely natural. Nothing about it was fake or put on. Jay
and I had talked about his oldest one evening and he said that the kid came
across that way even in sleep. A bit of an exaggeration of course, but not
by much.

Kwiana was being privately tutored and proudly announced that he'd passed
exams that placed him at the level of high school senior in some subjects
and 9th grade in others. Both he and Jay said the kid was studying every
spare minute. Jay told me privately that the kid was smart as a whip, he
just lacked formal education. Jay felt he'd be college material by Fall the
next year.

Ishtar was the odd girl out. I invited May-Lin to stay a few days with us
to add some estrogen to the household. The two of them hit it off and both
got plenty of sex, Jamon stepping up to the plate and helping out. My
oldest blackbird would eventually marry and have children and fortunately a
wife that supported his bi-sexuality and his love of boys.

On December 23rd we all flew up to Newport.
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