Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2022 02:24:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 40 (Revised)

The boys were as excited as boys can be. So were the adults. We were
actually doing it. We would weigh anchor the following morning, September
30th, and head east toward Europe. We had not even a hint of an idea as to
how drastically our lives would be impacted because of it, specifically my
own life but by extension the boys as well.

Recap

After the first cluster fuck with the crew we spent the next 3 days in a
frenzy. We hired a man, thanks to Augie, to teach the boys how to use the
runabouts as well as how to waterski. That kept them busy while AJ and I
along with Augie and often times Skip & Bo, started making plans.

AJ and I spent plenty of time identifying the types of people we wanted to
hire to start managing our various interests and plenty of time on the
phone to Philadelphia setting up meetings. AJ talked with his father which
resulted in the family firm taking on our legal needs.

 Skip had taken the Spirit back to Miami so his crew could begin making
whatever arrangements they needed to make. A few crewmen elected to move on
but left on good terms with the ability to be rehired once we were back in
the states. Through the unofficial network of queer sailors he found and
hired others to take their places. I met the doctor that Skip wanted to
hire and liked him right off the bat. Leonardo Phillips was an olive
skinned 29 year old man, good looking and very outgoing. Leo seemed
perfect. He was also a skilled sailor having grown up on and around boats
since birth. He did a solo trip to Cuba when he was12 years old, his father
and uncle tagging him just to be safe. Needless to say he'd bridled at that
but as he aged, realized the wisdom of it.

"Leo," said, "what would you say to taking a crash course in dealing with
basic dental issues. I'd like us to have a well-rounded medical team. Of
course I'll pay for it. In addition I want all of us to have some solid
first-aid and life-saving skills."

"Excellent ideas Lucian. As a matter of fact I have an uncle that is a
professor at the Kornberg school of Dentistry at Temple University. He was
actually quite miffed that I went into medicine and not dentistry even
though I'm a 3rd generation GP. I'm sure he'd be willing to teach me and it
wouldn't cost a dime. Plus, I could live with him and his family. I'll
contact him this evening. As for me teaching basic lifesaving and first aid
to the boys or anyone else on the crew, I'm all for it."

That discussion led me to think about the fact that none of boys, excepting
Jesse, had probably never seen a dentist, or a doctor for that matter. I
added both of those to my "to do" list for when we got back to Philly.

There were plenty more discussions on a variety of topics not the least of
which was the sex issue. In short, it had worked, despite the possibility
of the many ways it could have gone off the rails. The crew had loved it,
the boys had loved it. Strict rules about relationships, sneaking behind
everyone's back, jealousy etc. were put in place and everyone agreed to
them. We would allow for a once a month cluster fuck session and deal with
issues if they came up.

On the 4th day we set sail for Philly with a permanent crew of 18 while
Darius, Jenkins and Cain took a commercial train back home. The 12 day trip
home was uneventful although we did put the boys on the watch schedule and
Teddy began serious instruction of basic seamanship. Going up the Delaware
River got us plenty of attention and by the time we docked at Penn's
Landing quite a crowd had gathered.

It took a couple days to get settled back in, get the crew accustomed to
Gerald's home and transportation in place. Giselle chose to manage that
house and alternate with Cookie in the kitchen, the both of them learning
tricks and tips from each other. We elected to bring the bus from the train
in order to avoid caravans of automobiles when traveling en-masse.  During
the 1st week AJ flew Jesse and I up to Boston to check in on his mother and
AJ's house and meet with his family. He was leaning toward leasing
it. There was no change in his mother's condition either up or down. We
discussed our needs with his father and grandfather and turned Jesse's
estate over to them while we were out of country. The topic of last will
and testaments came up which prompted a discussion with the boys when we
got back.

"Boys," I said, "I am considering adopting all of you and would like your
thoughts on that." There was no real discussion. They loudly declared their
desire to do it. I explained that, aside from loving them all to bits, I
needed to protect their assets and mine in the event that a disastrous
event befell any or all of us while on our trip. Then too, it would
simplify the passport process for all of them.

The end result was a series of very complicated documents that made sure
everyone including Darius and Jenkins, Gregory, and other "family" members
of our little group were taken care of if I met my untimely demise. In the
event we all met such a fate things were in place to deal with both my
estate and the Ahn estate. A will had bet set up for Jesse's estate as well
and like mine it was complicated but very thorough and covered whoever was
living.

On May 15th we went into court and all of the boys except Jesse took my
last name. Jesse declined when I asked him stating he wanted to continue
his father's name. Dinner that night in one of Philly's best restaurants
was a fairly raucous affair followed by an incredible orgy at my home, not
that the others were less than incredible, but we were now legally a
family.

I got to spent time alone Jesse at his request. While he'd spent the night
with me generally it was non-sexual. He, like the rest of the boys, were
tending toward abstinence during their individual turns with me, relishing
the simple act of being held and cuddled. I was okay with that. That wasn't
the case on this night.

"I hope it's okay that I chose not to be adopted Lucian." I put a finger
gently against his lips.

"It's more than okay sweet boy. You wish to carry on the family name but
then, you have a family name and legacy to carry on. Plus, your mother is
still alive so there's always hope she will return to us. The other boys
have none of that. Some of them don't even know what their surname is and
none of them have any family that they're aware of. Aside from creating
unity for them it provides a sense of stability and of family as well as
having roots, albeit late roots, and starting a legacy. It's only a name
change really but means so much more and gives them what you already
have. However, if you should ever change your mind we can still go through
with it." The boy got tears in his eyes.

"I love you so much and I'm so grateful for having you in my life." I
reminded him that was a two way street.  "Enough talk Lucian, let's to
lovin." Since we were already snuggled up close we went right into
kissing. Naturally it became more than just "kissing" very quickly. Both of
us put our hands in motion touching, feeling, and rubbing wherever they
roamed. I had a tendency to focus on Jesse's back and cute little ass. I
did enjoy boys butts and not just because it housed their boy pussy. I
loved the look and the feel of boy's tush.

Jesse did the same for a moment but quickly snaked his hand between us to
take hold of my rapidly rising cock. He started with gently fondling,
giving my balls their own time, but moved to my penis to gently fondle the
flesh and help it's rise to glory, which didn't take long.

Jesse broke the kiss and gently rolled me onto my back, then kissed me some
more while his hand slowly moved his hand up and down my torso. He ran his
fingers into my pubic hair, my hard cock hitting against the back of his
hand.  He finally started his trek south, kissing my neck, kissing down to
my nipples to spend time licking and sucking on the pink nubbins. I
generally don't get all that turned on my nipple play like some males
do. Willie was one of those. He loved having his nipple sucked, tugged on
and even nipped at with teeth. It drove him wild.  Jesse's hand continued
its gentle exploration but his fingers did no more than rub. The hand ran a
course from my belly to my pubic hair, down onto the top of my thigh then
headed back up on the inside of it, avoiding my balls then stopping the
vacant nipple and starting it all over again. After a few passes he kissed
his way down onto my belly, kissed and licked at my belly button then down
to my fuzz.

I kept my groin trimmed short but not stubbled. My balls of course were
kept shaved. I liked the feel of smooth balls but it also made them more
sensitive, something few men would find fault with, the personal increased
sensitivity I mean. Jesse nuzzled me there, gently pressing his mouth and
lips against the soft curls. He moved further south pressing his nose
against my balls and in between them and my thigh then licked in there a
little bit. A shock of ticklish pleasure shot through my body. Only after
all of that did the boy rise up, take hold of my cock, and put his mouth
over it and begin to suckle.

Jesse was lying perpendicular to me so while one hand gently ran my fingers
through his black curly hair, the other rubbed on his cute little ass and
simply admired him. I had a deep affection for Jesse, well actually, all of
the boys but with Jesse it was different. He well educated, cultured, and
had a much more expanded knowledge and experience of the world and how it
worked. And of course he was cute as the Dickens. But more was the fact
that his almost perfect life had been shattered at an impressionable age.

Most of the boys had little or no memories of their parents. Jesse had lots
of great memories and so his losses took on a different meaning. Yes, Jamon
had a similar story but his life had been spent in poverty and violence
with much fewer good memories. Getting hooked up with us was a big step up
for him as well as the rest of the boys. For Jesse it was more of a step
down. Not in money of course but in the loss of familial relationships, of
family. Yes, he had Gregory but it wasn't the same. He didn't know my
feelings on the subject nor would he ever. None of the boys would. And
obviously I did my level best to hide that affection in my behaviors and
interactions with the boys. I did my best to treat them equally yet show
appreciation for and of their individual traits.

Jesse suckled my cock with great vigor taking time out to lick up and down
the long shaft, to gently rub it against his face as if it were fine
silk. He took time out to lick my balls and nip at the loose skin. He
finally stopped after 4 minutes or so and moved back up, his body draping
mine and returned to passionate kissing. My hands spent more time along his
back and his butt which helped cause him to gently undulate his waist,
pressing his raging hard cock against mine.

Jesse finally moved, straddling my body and moving up so that his
prodigious 13 year old cock was almost poking me in the eye. Jesse had
finally started growing pubic hair, much to his infinite delight and now
sported a small patch of mostly straight black hair only at the base of his
boyhood pride and joy. His nice sized balls were still completely smooth
and hung very nicely below pissy tail. He was right at that stage that I
considered perfect for a boy.

"I love your cock Baby J," I said using my own little pet name for him as I
took hold of it and pulled it down toward my mouth. I pulled his foreskin
back and proceeded to lick the seeping precum from the swollen head before
taking it into my mouth.

"Oohhh god Lucian," the boy moaned. I clutched his glorious little ass to
encourage the boy to fuck my face, not that he needed encouragement. After
a moment I tasked one hand to play with his balls which earned me more
groans.

"I'm gonna turn so I can suck your cock too Lucian," Jesse said in a voice
deepened by lust. He backed away then turned so his ass was in my face and
he was facing my hard cock. He immediately dipped his head and began
bobbing it up and down using my cock like a polished rod on a field oil
pump. I put my hands on his cheeks and pulled them open to reveal the. I
just stared at apparatus in my face; the hidden morsel and heavy sac of
smooth balls and the perineum that connected the two. The I began washing
it all with my tongue.

I'm sure that I've mention how much I love rimming a boy. Licking a boys'
asshole is often more stimulating to me than sucking his cock. Whatever the
reason it made my heart race and my dick throb even more than I was before
I started.

I worked over the entire wrinkled area, pushing the tip of my tongue
against the actual opening.  Jesse would occasionally do a Kegel and
constrict the muscle as if trying to capture it like a Venus fly trap. I
worked my way down along the underside of his tender balls causing the boy
to grunt then return upward to his hole and work some more. I probably was
at it for 3-4 minutes before Jesse bade me to stop.

"God Lucian I need your cock in my ass," he said in a husky voice as he
rolled off of me, his eyes almost closed in lust. "I need a good fuckin
right now," he added for emphasis. I grabbed the joy juice and slathered my
cock and Jesse's hole. As I wiped my fingers with a towel he rolled onto
his hands and knees then lowered his upper body onto the bed, his ass
sticking up in the air.

"Do me here Lucian, like this," the boy practically panted. It was a
position that was fun and interesting but not one that was sustainable for
more than a few minutes because of the strain on the leg and thighs. I got
into position and squatted, holding my cock down, and began poking at the
target. It took a moment but I managed to get inside and as I passed
through the muscle I stop but Jesse wasn't having any of that.

"No Lucian, don't stop, push it all the way in." I did as he
requested. Jesse moaned softly as his bowels were spread by 9 inches of
thick cock. Of course I didn't just plunge in but topped, pulled out a
little then went deeper, over and over until my balls were resting against
his perineum.

"Fuck Lucian your cock fills me up so good," the 13 year old groaned, "now
fuck me hard Lucian, make me cum." I fucked him as hard as I could. It
wasn't rabbit fucking but more slow and often deliberate. In other words, I
would pull out slowly then slam back into him, over and over again. I could
feel Jesse's body move as he jacked his raging boner. A few times he moved
his hand to feel my cock going in and out of him or to fondle my sagging
nuts.

I finally told him I had to move and so, in tandem, he lowered himself onto
his belly then rolled onto his side, and held his top leg out of the way
and I fucked him from there. I was fortunate to have a long enough cock to
make the position work. Short cocks don't do it justice.

I did enjoy the position from time to time. The full body contact enabled
me to hold my boy while I fucked him or play with his cock although
generally I did both. I could also breathe and whisper in his ear, and
exercise that generally made a boy shiver. I damn sure shivered when it was
done to me. From there Jesse had better access to our connected parts and
spent plenty of time fondling both sets of balls as well as my cock as it
slid in and out of him.

I eventually moved my upper body so that we were more perpendicular than
brought us both home. The change allowed me to put more power into my
thrusts and that in turn got me deeper into the boy and caused him to grunt
and whimper each time I rammed my cock back into his ass.

We eventually came that way, both of us declaring it have been a rousing
good fuck (they generally were anyway) and a very powerful
orgasm. Afterwards we spent plenty of time just hugging and kissing and
holding each other.

We took the Spirit out for anywhere from 3 days to a week at a time.
Because they loved it so much the boys were learning at a rapid pace. The
first time I saw Willie and Jamon scramble up the rat lines to the first
spar on the mainmast I damned near had a heart attack. It wouldn't do but
all of the boys wanted to try it. We finally agreed but the little guys
needed modified body belts and tether lines for safety. When Jamon slipped
and would have fallen to the deck but for catching his leg in the rat line,
all of the boys were required to wear them.  They balked, but they did
it. Even the seasoned crew members began using them. Same for using a jack
line when we were out at sea. A jack line runs from bow to stern on each
deck and hooks to the front or back of a body belt on a 6 foot tether line
to prevent being washed completely over the side. A similar line ran across
the front and back of the superstructure for crossing from port to
starboard, or vice versa. The boys were taught to hook up the second tether
before unhooking the first. Naturally when the sea got to a certain
roughness they weren't allowed outside at all.

We secured a berth at Newport as well and sailed up for 3 day weekends
every 6 weeks or so. In fact we spent the 4th of July there and Cookie and
Darius did another barbecue that the household staff was also invited to,
much to their surprise and delight. Barbecues were not even heard of in
Newport at that time. Even Winthrop loosened up a little and condescended
to dress down from his usual cutaway uniform. I eventually got him to give
it up for a regular suit.

The crew was astounded at Maplewood Run and even more so when they
discovered that it was Jesse's home, not mine. We also docked in New York
and DC and on one trip FDR came down to tour the boat and shook hands with
every member of the crew. Needless to say they were stunned by his presence
and if anything could further endear me to the crew I don't know what it
would be.

Leo went out with us from time to time in order to familiarize himself with
ship and specifically the sick bay. That cabin had a connecting door to
Leo's cabin for convenience.  The boys' studies were not neglected during
that time, neither were their athletics. When possible, either on land or
sea, members of the crew joined us.

We managed to get a top notch team put together for managing our growing
corporation. We offered more money than almost anybody else so drew some
heavy duty talent that bought into our vision and direction. AJ and I were
stepping away from much of the day to day operations and decision
making. We had a fleet of over 3 dozen aircraft, taking possession of
another dozen with yet another 2 dozen on order. We were flying into the
major cities in the square defined by Chicago, Houston, Boston and
Miami. We also owned aero field land in every city we flew into and in some
case the entire aero field. We owned more aero field land in major cities
west of St Lous. As far as land went, we owned almost 20,000 acres all
across the country.

One of the people we hired as a consultant was a Harvard economics
professor, a brilliant man named Oscar Peterson, no relation to the great
pianist. Ours was white. With advanced degrees in Sociology and Economics,
his specialty was tracking and predicting consumer trends in the United
States and thus predicting enterprises that would boom in future years. His
track record was impressive. As a result we got into freight transportation
both on land and by air, picking up existing businesses that were
floundering or simply just for sale. Some we started from the ground up. We
also bought into the bourgeoning consumer economy and invested heavily in
GE, RCA, Frigidaire and other such companies. An unusual theory of his was
this.

A war in Europe was on the horizon, we all agreed on that. There was
already a trend involving the move from an agrarian society to a more urban
one. War would push that trend to the extreme. Oscar was convinced that
within the next 15-20 years, incomes would increase significantly and with
that leisure time. People would be prone to traveling in their off
time. His theory was that purchasing land in areas that would likely become
popular travel destinations was a solid investment. Our California
properties spoke to that same idea. Mountains, oceans, land close to the
popular National Parks were the best options, for the moment. They would of
course be long term investments but given the state of the economy at the
time, land was, one should pardon the expression, dirt cheap. We tasked him
with looking further into that and presenting us with some ideas before we
sailed to Europe.

I considered selling the train and cars but a suggestion was made to lease
it out instead. I was also considering selling my inherited home. Living in
Florida seemed like a much better idea and since we had homes in a variety
of climates, we could always escape the heat and humidity if need be. Of
course we also had the Sea Spirit. I had also decided to sell of almost all
of the Ahn businesses but kept the property.  I should note that I always
conferred with the boys and AJ before making changes that affected their or
Jesse's money. In fact we'd instituted a monthly meeting to go over
things. The boys found it a little boring but understood the need for it.

Right after we got back from July 4th at Newport Pong decided he wanted to
return to San Francisco. It wasn't sudden, he'd been dancing around the
topic since March. We debated on whether to take the train or fly, take the
boys or not. The train would take 8-10 days at a minimum and I wasn't sure
we should be spending the time considering we'd be sailing in roughly 70
days. Flying would require using the 247 which technically held 10
passengers along with the crew. It was doable. On the other hand we could
use a smaller plane if just Pong and Willie went with me and AJ. Plus I
wanted to visit with Jay before sailing and was debating a visit to the LA
house. As it turned out, most of the boys didn't want to go which
simplified matters greatly.

On the morning of July 10th we took off from Philly with Willie, me,
Frankie, Matty and Pong. We stopped to refuel once then spent the night
with Jay et al. It seemed to me that Kwiana had grown some more since
Christmas. He was now 17 years old and had gotten a driver's license and
Jay reported that his skills were extraordinary considering his age and
background. He also said that the Comanche boy was close to being able to
get a high school diploma. Jay said he wanted to get the boy enrolled at
the University of Austin for Geosciences. As I'd said, he was a very bright
young man. Eros had grown taller as well and like Kwiana was very smart. He
insisted that AJ fuck him.

As usual, the reunion involved a fuck fest long into the night after
discussing business. Adorably cute little Anteros laid claim on my body.

The boy was now 11 years old, his balls had descended and he swore he was
getting hair on his cock although I didn't see any. While very sexually
open and assertive he was still softer than his older brother who was
almost aggressive in his sexual activity. Anteros was also much softer in
speech and behavior. Holding cuddling and kissing with him was a joy, but
then, it was with most boys for me. I fucked the boy good and hard for at
least 15 minutes before we both had crashing orgasms.

Interestingly Frankie and Matty elected to double team Ishtar. The boys
went at it with all the tenderness they were capable off and watching them
fuck the beautiful child was somehow a pleasure to watch. Frankie was
pushing 10 years old and Matty would turn 9 just before we left for
Europe. At one point the boys double fucked her, an activity that she
participated in regularly with all of the males in her family.

We left early the next morning, refueled in Albuquerque and landed in Los
Angeles late in the afternoon. Renaldo Davies picked us up and took us to
the house where we had a great reunion with Enrique and the boys. Alverito
was much taller at 14 years old and at 11 Ciro had grown as well. We spend
a few hours talking business even though we spoke by phone every 2 weeks. I
asked about leasing the house out and he said he could handle that easily
and could ensure that we would lease only to highly reputable people.

We had gotten the boys into Beverly Hills elementary along with a private
tutor to get them up to speed. Both boys excelled and Alverito would begin
Beverly High in September. Of course we went to the playroom around 7. It
was mostly a jumble of arms and legs at the beginning but Alverito
eventually sequestered me off to a side. Not only had he gained some height
and filled out in the 11 months since we'd seen him, his cock and his balls
had grown quite nicely as had his nest of pitch black hair. The boy had
pushed up next to 7 inches, maybe more.

"You are definitely a growing boy Alverito," I said as I took hold of his
rampant penis.

"Yeah I am, thank you for noticing." We went about kissing and chatting
before we got down to the business of loving.

"I've missed this guy," the boy said as he took hold of my almost fully
hardened cock. He then lowered his head and went about sucking my cock
while he played with my balls. It seemed as though the boy had gotten some
practice since the last time I'd been with him. I initially figured his
little brother was his practice partner but considering the difference
between my cock and Ciro's I came to the conclusion that he was playing
elsewhere and I didn't think it was with his father. We eventually traded
places and I reveled in the brown skinned boys' cock, taking him to the
root before backing away. The boy finally asked me to turn so he could suck
me so I swung my body around and straddled his face.

He sucked my cock for a minute then went for my asshole and began rimming
me and when he went south to explore my balls his finger rubbed against my
hole and did some fingertip insertion. It had been a minute since I'd been
fucked and never had Alverito fucked me. I stopped and turned, straddling
his body in the opposite direction and went about kissing the piss out of
him before stating,

"I think I'd like your cock in my ass Alverito. Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, but only if you fuck me the next time." It was a done deal and a
moment later, on my hands and knees, he mounted me from behind and fucked
me good and hard for a solid 5 minutes. Next to us AJ was fucking Ciro
while Willie fed the boy his cock.

We finally moved me onto my back and Alverito finished things off from
there. It was awesome looking into the boys' face as he fucked me, his
concentration on the job total. He finally announced his cumming and when
he did, I followed suit. The feel of his cock swelling against my muscle
was one of those things that almost always took me over the
edge. Afterwards as we lay cuddling I asked him about getting in some
practice.

"There is a pool boy that comes once a month to clean. He is 17 years old I
think. I was the one who always helped him and the very first time we swam
afterward and were naked. He has a very nice cock, much like AJ. Anyway I
got a boner right away and one thing led to another. We sucked each other's
cock the first time then the second time he fucked me and he let me fuck
him too. We became friends and on some Saturdays he picks me up and we go
places. My father likes him and thinks he's a good friend for me. We
actually do go places but we also do a lot of sex stuff, sometimes with a
couple of friends of his. Then we all play together. He's a really nice guy
and treats me like an equal. In fact he's coming tomorrow morning and we're
going to the beach so you could meet him." I intended to do just that.

I didn't fuck Alverito that night because Ciro wanted to be with me. He
said he had missed my big long cock. I can't say I missed his tight little
ass because I had plenty at my disposal but I did enjoy being with him. The
next morning around 9 we all met the pool boy.

His name was Oliver but he went by Ollie and he was indeed 17 years
old. Oliver was a strapping boy, my height, with short cut dark brown hair,
a smooth face and winning smile with a matching personality. Oliver wasn't
the least bit intimidated at meeting the owner of the estate. He also met
Willie and AJ then promptly invited Willie to go with them saying he'd have
2 other friends along. AJ and I had lots of business to discuss with
Renaldo so allowed him to go and in turn I invited him to come for a casual
dinner afterwards and invited his friends as well. Off to the side I let
Willie know about the situation so gave him the task of letting Oliver know
our situation and thus discover if he and his friends would be interested
in playing. I trusted my boy to get the information surreptitiously with
out giving out too much information.

The day spent with Renaldo proved informative. The building we'd purchased
in downtown Los Angeles was full and we discussed purchasing a larger
build. We replicated what he had done in Philly. We put together an HR
department and an accounting firm then went about poaching top talent
wherever we could. Once again, because Renaldo knew everybody worth knowing
we would end up with a top notch team. We decided to add a talent agency to
the roster as well.

Our construction company was doing well. We met with Mike Owens the manager
to discuss goals and financing and came away with a solid plan for maximum
growth. One of the things we discussed was building low cost homes to help
handle the influx of people, although it wouldn't benefit the hordes of
migrants. We were still building higher end homes as well.

Renaldo had been approached by a group that was interested in trying to
salvage an airline company. Their leader was a pilot that worked for the
air company which was going into bankruptcy due to gross mismanagement. So
we met with them. AJ vetted the man, one William Crestline, and deemed him
more than qualified as a pilot as well as being sincere. The group was
clear that they didn't want any part of ownership, they just wanted steady
work and had a plan to make it successful. We began the paperwork to launch
Orange State Air Company. A discussion with Octavius Gloom led us to begin
building our own law firm with him at the helm. He knew everyone of
importance at Stanford Law so got names and made phone calls. AJ's family
had connections out there as well and even had a couple of attorney's that
wanted to relocate to California.

The boys showed up around 4 with two new boys in tow. Both were very good
looking but the youngest caught my eye. His name was Cody. Close to half
way through his 13th year, he sported medium blonde hair that went beyond
shoulder length front and back. His smooth face was a slight golden color
due to southern California sun, had no blemishes or marks and had large doe
brown eyes. Overall he was built much like Willie at that age but perhaps a
tad more slender. He seemed to have a perpetual smile. And. He had an ass
to die for.

The 2nd boy was introduced as Apollo, an unusual name to be sure. He looked
to be 15 or thereabouts, typical body height and weight and sported black
hair worn long on top and in front and hung to his lower eyelashes. Another
boy of smooth complexion, large dark eyes and incredible lips. The boy
exuded sensuality, not quite like Eros, but close enough. He looked ready
to drop to his knees and suck a cock as soon as a finger beckoned him. Like
Cody, he seemed like a genial outgoing boy and while he also appeared to
have a terrific ass, it didn't compare to Cody's small perfectly formed
butt. Where Cody's voice was still struggling with puberty, Apollo's voice
was closing in on mature deepness.

Neither boy was shy and engaged easily in conversation. I learned that
Ollie's father owned a pool building business and his son was head of the
pool cleaning department. He was in fact 17 and would hopefully complete
school the following June. Cody on the other hand was still in 8th grade
but struggled with living arrangements. His father was a drunk that
abandoned the family when Cody was young. His mother tended to hook up with
men of questionable backgrounds, a couple of which had gotten a little
violent with the boy. Cody had a handful of friends whose families allowed
him to stay with them for a week or 2 at a time but none were in a position
to commit to full time. Still, he managed to maintain a good grade average
and had goals for adulthood meaning college if he could manage the funding
somehow. I immediately wondered about inviting him to live with us and
vowed to chat with AJ about it although a glance at my friend indicated he
was already thinking about it.

Dinner was served at 5 and was, overall, fairly good. The cook that Anthony
had hired fell somewhere between Giselle and Darius as far as talent
goes. Afterward we went to the game room and the boys engaged in a variety
of pursuits while I sat off to once side and just watched. I noticed Oliver
casting sideways glances at me and finally he sauntered over and plopped
down in a chair beside me.

"I am glad that I got to meet you Lucian. Alverito speaks very highly of
you and I can see why. In talking with Willie today he indicated that my
friends and I might be invited to stay the night."

"Yes, that is true so I will formally make that invitation. And did Willie
give any indication of what that might entail?" Oliver got a slight grin on
his smooth face.

"He danced around a bit but I believe I got the gist of it. All 3 of us are
open to," he paused a moment, "making new friends and none of us see age as
any sort of impediment." I chuckled.

"Very diplomatically said. Do you plan on being a pool boy all your life or
are you considering law school or maybe politics," I said with my own
smile." That got me a hearty laugh to which he replied that both were a
consideration. "That is if my dad doesn't lose his business." I asked him
what he meant and he explained that the depression had left them in dire
straits. They weren't completely out of the game but it wasn't getting
better either. He said his father was considering selling the business but
finding a buyer wasn't easy either. I asked him if he dad would be willing
to talk with me before we flew out and said he'd call him right then if I
didn't mind. I got up and led him to a phone and waited for him. He covered
the mouthpiece and asked when, I replied the following morning at 9. He
spoke into the phone and hung up.

"He'll be here." I asked what the story was with Cody. Ollie pretty much
reiterated what I'd heard. "It's pretty sad. His mom is a slut, picks
rotten men. Cody has a home, sort of, but the current boyfriend has knocked
him around a bit, actually they all did to some degree, so he doesn't go
there unless he pretty much has to. He's a really sweet kid and somehow
manages to keep a positive attitude."

"You're up Ollie," Apollo called out from the pool table. He thanked me for
chatting and got up to go but stopped and turned.

"He want's to be with you; Cody I mean." No sooner had Ollie wandered of to
a pool game than AJ plopped down in the vacated chair.

"So," he said, "Cody." I told him what I knew and he told me what Willie
had told him in private. "Willie thinks we should take him in. Says he's a
perfect fit with the rest of our crew. He didn't mention to Cody what our
entire situation is so the boy is in the dark about that but Willie did
tell his new friends about our sailing to Europe and they were all excited
about, Cody even more than the other two.

"According to Ollie, Cody wants to be with me so once that's out of the way
I'll engage the boy in conversation and depending on what he says, make him
an offer. A few minutes later the boys wanted to hit the playroom so we all
tromped upstairs. I got the key from my bedroom and unlocked the door and
in we went.

The boys of course were stripped naked in minutes while AJ and showed some
decorum. Ollie was as advertised, larger than Jesse and slightly smaller
than AJ, with heavy balls. His pubes were a full dark brown bush. Apollo
was about Jesse's size and his pubes were shaved down to what looked like a
few weeks of grow out from a shave. Apollo was probably Jesse's size and
both were intact. Cody was what I expected which was glorious.

Like most 13 year old's Cody was slender, not a fat cell to be seen. His
torso was defined but not buffed. His belly, without a visible 6 pak, was
taut and slid down to his hips then narrowed tightly to form the classic V
that culminated in all that made him boy. He had a small patch of light
black pubic hair, sparse enough to seen skin behind it, that centered right
at the base of his uncut cock.

His cock was soft but that was changing before my eyes. He looked about 4
inches and would probably hit 5 or so in full tumescence. His balls were
completely smooth and hung rather low I thought.

"Goddamn Lucian," Ollie said, "that's a big assed fuck stick."

"It's bigger when it's in your asshole," Matty offered.

"No doubt," Apollo chirped. Apparently everybody knew that Cody was going
to be with me and began to congregate with each other while the blonde boy
approached me, rather shyly I thought.

"Can I be with you Lucian," he asked in a softy voice. I reached out to him
and he literally melted into my arms. I just stood there holding him,
reveling in his warmth and the firmness of his young flesh. "I've never
been with a man before, only a few boys. I've jacked off for a few men for
money but that's all." I wasn't sure why he needed to offer a confession
but that was okay. It was his need getting met, not mine. I glanced around
and saw that everybody else, including AJ were happily and firmly
engaged. I backed away from Cody and looked down into his eyes.

"Would you like to be somewhere more private baby boy?" He nodded his head
shyly. I took his hand and left him from the playroom and headed down the
hall to my bedroom.

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