Date: Thu, 11 Apr 2024 15:51:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 53

To say that we experienced smooth sailing throughout the entire trip would
not be a dishonest statement. However we did hit some patches of rough
weather that caused some concern among the E boys. Our boys had experienced
worse so had a laissez-faire attitude about it and to their credit didn't
tease the E boys about it.

All the boys were standing watches, all were taking turns in the galley
helping out Cookie, and all were taking to those, and other assigned tasks
seriously, with enthusiasm, and no complaints. The sleeping arrangements
were like they always were, sleep where you want but have a home base. In
keeping with that I had a bed partner most nights, E boys included.

Sleeping with Jonas was like cuddling up to warm rock. The kid was built
like a Mack truck. His naked body was a thrill to look at as well as play
with and I don't mean just his plumbing. His torso was almost sculpted, all
the usual creases and crevices were deep, which highlighted each set of
muscles. His small ass was just as firm as the rest of him. His pelvic
creases highlighted the muscles of his lower abdomen and created the
classic V which culminated in 6½ clipped soft inches and added another
inch or so when fully hard. Large smooth balls and a nice patch of dark
sandy hair completed the picture perfect specimen of boyhood. When I
complimented him, Jona's response was,

"I played a lot of sports since I was 10 years old, including wrestling and
swimming. In the winter I am an avid skier and a very good one if I say so
myself. I often got to work out with my father's bodyguards, so my training
was directed toward strengthening and self-defense but without causing
damage to a growing body.

In bed he could be a tiger or a kitten and could transition between the two
almost seamlessly. He was very skilled and in a manner usually found in men
with a great deal of experience. Being with Jonas was different that being
with, say, Willie or Jamon. It was more like being with AJ.

A part of the difference was that he could easily take the lead. The
actions that he took didn't mimic things I'd done to him not 3 minutes
before, like it usually did with boys. It was kind of exhilarating being
with him; he was the best of both worlds. Still young but adult in his
skills.

Jonas sucked cock like a pro, better even than Hudson. His kissing was done
with plenty of passion but at times tenderly. His hands always seemed to be
busy either sexually or idly. I could go on but the bottom like is that
Jonas' entire focus was giving me pleasure first and foremost while making
his pleasure secondary.

When it came time to fuck he rolled me onto my back and mounted me, took
all of my cock up his ass, then proceeded to move that rock hard ass in
every direction imaginable. At times he leaned down and kissed me on the
mouth but also in the crook of my neck. Few boys do that. He was also a
nipple licker and sucker. When he was in a more or less upright position I
would take hold of his cock and stroke him or cup his balls and gently work
them.

"This is the best Lucian," he said in a husky voice. "Your cock is
magnificent; by far the best cock I've ever had." His moaning and panting
verified his statement unless of course he was a consummate actor, but I
wasn't getting that feeling at all.

After a good 5 minutes he said he wanted to be on his back and get fucked
good and proper like a boy was supposed to be fucked. To that end he began
the process of getting me upright so that we were both sitting, my cock
still fully impaling the boy.

"I love being like this Lucian. I love the closeness and the ability to
kiss and make out. We didn't stay there long and in a few moments our
positions were reversed with Jonas on his back with his legs spread wide
open. "Now fuck hard Lucian. Fuck the shit out of me, make me cum. I did
both.

I usually gave a boy the best fuck possible, but I did it
unconsciously. With Jonas I was intentionally putting my best fuck
forward. It was important to me that I honor his request if for no other
reason than it being payback for how he'd done me. There isn't any reason
to give a push by push description of the following 15 minutes. Suffice it
to say, I put my back into it and pounded his ass. About minute 8 he said
he was cumming and he did, his asshole pulsing against my cock with every
spurt of his cock.

"Don't stop because I cummed Lucian, I'll get another one before we're
done. I continued onward, or inward, as the case may be. When I finally
came it was on the tail of his second orgasm which was just as vocal as his
first one. I definitely saw stars and when it was finished I stayed in
place panting more heavily than I had in a good while.

"That. Was. Incredible," he finally said after a solid minute of
silence. Except for the heavy breathing that is. I leaned my head down and
kissed him but he insisted I lay flat on him after which his hands roamed
up and down my back, clutched my ass, and rubbed my neck.

"I have to say sweet boy that it was just as fantastic for me. You are an
incredible lover as well, I whispered against his ear.

"We can thank my father and uncle for that Lucian." I raised my body up in
order to have eye contact with Jonas. "My father started playing with me
when I was very young. It didn't include fucking until I was 7 years old,
but we did everything else including me putting my dick in his
ass. Sometimes his brother would join him to double team me. They were both
very gentle and I knew early on they were aiming to pleasure me and not the
other way around.

"On my 7th birthday my father fucked me while my mother watched. After that
he and my uncle would often fuck me together which I loved. I loved
everything I did with them, and they did to me. My father stopped when I
started puberty. My father apologized and told me it didn't diminish his
feeling for me at all it was just that he liked smooth boys for sex. Boys
that weren't making sperm. I was sad for a bit but my uncle continued to be
with me. He also invited a few of his friends to join us, with my
permission of course. My uncle got me my first girl when I was 13 and she
was 10. He also had me do an adult woman. It was okay, something different,
but I preferred cock to cunt; I still do."

I finally softened enough to pull out of him and we took a quick shower
then went back to bed. I asked him what the future held for him since he
would graduate from Exeter in 1 year.

"When I was 15 my grandfather gave me 10 grand to invest. I had already
been paying attention to markets and was investing money I'd gotten for
Christmas and birthdays. I've done really well. When I turn 18 I will
inherit a million dollars from my maternal grandfather. The money is
specifically for investing purposes. I will be enrolled at Harvard to study
finance and business. If I don't lose more than 5% of it or if I expand on
it I will inherit 5 million dollars on my 21st birthday. My plan is to
start my own investment company."

I was quite surprised at his achievements thus far as well as his plans for
the future. I told him I hoped he would stay in touch with me. We could
have a solid business relationship. He took hold of my softened cock and
said,

"With this guy as a bonus I definitely will." At that point we began
playing again but this time it ended with Joans buried in my ass. Without a
doubt the boy gave as good as he got. Again, he was more a man than a boy.

The boys often engaged with each other in the main salon and had gotten
over any embarrassment or shyness when a crew member happened across
them. I suspected that on more than one occasion a crew member passed by
intentionally hoping to catch the boys in flagrante delicto. I didn't mind
nor did Skip. It was harmless and besides, they'd all engaged with the boys
during our free for all gatherings. Ali and Luis were allowed to play with
the boys from time to time as well.  I ended up calling a meeting with the
boys about 10 days into the trip. "As I'm sure my boys have shared with you
we have, on occasion, joined with the crew for a mutual fuck-a-thon. Would
that be something of interest to you?" The answer was a resounding
"yes". So it was, after a discussion with Skip we set aside one evening for
a gathering. It would take place after dinner and would last for 2
hours. Halfway through a couple of the crew would take over the watch and
the engine room duties so that those on work detail could join in the
fun. Skip had a system worked out so that those crew tasked with duties
would be different each time we gathered so at some point everybody got to
play for the entire allotted play time.

I chose to sit that soiree out as did AJ, Gregory, and Skip but we did sip
whiskey and chat while watching the cavorting. I asked Skip how the E boys
were coming along. Skip and I had sat down to devise a curriculum and for
any boys we might take on from Exeter. Basic shipboard commands, basic
sailing techniques, identifying a sailing ships parts and thing of that
nature made up most it. Since we were without natural light at sea Skip and
Bo were teaching them how to navigate by the stars. To a boy they were all
excited about it.

"It's hands on stuff and not boring book and lecture stuff," I was
told. "And the lecturing is to the point and not loaded with other
meaningless bullshit, pardon my French." That from Trask.  I was feeling
very good about this experiment and looking forward to making it an ongoing
experience for selected boys.

"Well," Skip said, "I'd say they're coming along well, better than what I
expected. As far as I can tell, they'll come away from it to be lifelong
lovers of the sea. About that time Gideon strolled over and planted himself
in front of Skip.

"Oh captain my captain your rest is done It now is the time to make me
cum."

The 3 of us laughed our asses off. I don't know where the little blackbird
had picked up on Walt Whitman let alone know his work and then parody
it. Gideon was still at attention. "I believe captain that your main mast
needs attending too. If I may be of service." We were still
chuckling. Gideon then took Skip's and tugged.

"Come on Skip you need to fuck me."

"If you will excuse me gentlemen," Skip said, Duty calls," and headed into
the fray.

"That kid is really bright Lucian," AJ commented. I knew he was. I'd been
teaching him all this time. At 9 years old he was easily 2 grades ahead of
90% of kids his age. His vocabulary skills were well beyond that. And why
not. He was around highly educated adults day in day out. We treated the
kids as young adults, never talked down to them, always encouraged them to
reason through issues and sometimes questions they were dealing with. He
was around a group of kids who were 3 or more years older than him.

Beyond that however, I believed he might have a photographic memory. Like
Jamon had told me that first night; "that little imp doesn't forget
anything" and I had found that to be highly accurate.

"Well now, that's interesting," AJ said, bringing me out of my reverie. I
looked to one side to see Bo holding Matty upside down and sucking our
blonde boys' cock while Matty was doing the same thing to Bo. A standing
69. Elsewhere the foreplay was going full steam ahead and some had
progressed to the next stage and were lubing up.

"On another note AJ," I said, "we're getting feelers from a few of the
newer airlines like Alaska and United about purchasing our company. What
are your thoughts?"

"Yes, I know," he responded, "and I've given it some thought. Unless we're
planning on trying to compete with them we might want to consider
options. Option one is to sell it off. Number 2 is to continue to build our
network and thus make it even more desirable. Let's face it Lucian, we got
in on the ground floor of the business and own desirable property and
buildings in major cities along with plenty of smaller cities and towns
from coast to coast and border to border. It is now worth 5 times what we
invested. What we have in place is what they hope to build. I say wait a
couple of years then sell it for cash and stock as well as seats on the
board of directors."

"I think option 2 is the best one," I said. "It will give us time to decide
whether or not we want to compete, which would require a large outlay of
cash. Either way, we win, it's only a matter of how much."

"On another note Oscar is making some business suggestions. One is the
purchase of large amounts of timbered property in the upper Midwest and the
Pacific Northwest. This depression won't last. A war is on the
horizon. People are more mobile than ever before. There will be a building
boom."

"Furthermore we are becoming more reliant on automobiles and while we can't
start making them we can add more stock from the big 4. We can also
investigate supporting services such as replacement parts stores, tires,
batteries and such. That style of shopping store we built back home is
becoming a trend.  We might consider investing in some of the big boys."

The discussion continued for another half hour or so then I decided to turn
in and head to my cabin. Along the way I ran into Trigg. We chatted briefly
then he asked if he could spend the night with me.

"You can but don't expect any sex," I said. "I'm in dire need of sleep." He
gave me his signature smile.

"Suits me just fine Lucian, but I could use some cuddling."

"That I would love to do." It had been a while since I'd bedded the boy and
as we undressed I admired his body. He hadn't grown any in the plumbing
department since we'd met nor had I expected that he would. Neither had I.

We snuggled and talked, and he told me a bit about his life and his
goals. "I really want to be a doctor Lucian. I dream of going to Harvard
but that's not possible. I don't have money and neither does my family, so
I guess I'll have to settle for a lesser school. Leo said he'd help pay for
school so there's that and I can always get a job."

Understand that Trigg's telling me this could be seen by many as hinting
about to see if I'd make an offer. I didn't think that at all. I knew Trigg
fairly well after being in such close contact with him for the better part
of a year. That wasn't Trigg's style. Besides, I had asked him a question
and he answered it. Period. That was Trigg's style.

I didn't say anything about it at that time, but I did file it away for
discussion with AJ as well as to think about it on my own. When the time
came I would convince Harvard to take a chance on the boy and I would then
pay for his full tuition. Trigg would go on to a brilliant career which
would culminate in his being head of the medical college in a top 5 medical
school but not Harvard.

The next day after talking with the boys I asked Skip his thoughts about
the event of the night before. The consensus from both parties was that it
had been a lot of fun and they wanted to do it again sometime.

A few days later we hit a patch of relative calm so took the opportunity to
practice dropping the lifeboats, a necessary activity that every person on
board was required to know. We had already assigned teams of crew and boys,
and everybody got a chance to practice all of the tasks inherent to that
endeavor. The boats were motorized so once each team of "survivors" was in
the boat, the coxswain would cast off then take the boat out for a good 100
feet. Each team was timed, and they all completed the task in the allotted
time frame.

Because the sea was relatively calm, after the practice Skip had the crew
tow out the target practice float. A simple affair it was basically a
wooden flat bottomed raft the size of a rowboat with two upright poles that
had a sheet of canvas stretched between the poles. The raft would be pulled
by a 150 foot long rope roughly 50 yards away from the ship. While there
was always some danger of the crew getting shot the risk was minimal. All
the boys and most of the crew got to shoot and the amount of practice my
boys had in firearms was quite evident in the results, even with the
smoothies. The E boys, not so much. Still, they tried.

About 10 days into the voyage Trask got around to asking if he could share
my bed to which I readily said of course. I wondered why it took so long
but decided that it wasn't worth asking about.

At 14 years old, the boy with dark blonde hair stood about 5'6. A slender
boy, he seemed to be weight appropriate to his age and size. Trask wore his
hair slightly long which helped to highlight bright blue eyes. He was well
formed, not like Jonas, but decent enough. As for his plumbing he ran about
average, 6 clipped inches when hard. His moss was a smallish patch of dark
brown hair that matched his head. Speaking of head, his cock head was a
perfectly shaped helmet. I had seen plenty that weren't. Trasks' balls were
smooth, a decent size and currently had a nice hang to them.

We took a very quick shower that focused on the crotch, everything was
moderately clean. Trask had a difficult time keeping his eyes off my cock
but I couldn't fault him for that. Men and boys alike could be transfixed
by it. Hell I would be too if I didn't own it or one like it. Even May Lin
and Ishtar were fascinated by it.

In bed I asked him what he wanted to do. His response was "regular stuff".

"I don't know what regular stuff might mean to you Trask, so you'll have to
be a little more specific."

"Well, I've never been with an adult before, only boys, except for Jonas
who is practically an adult. But I guess kissing and cock sucking and
stuff. Maybe getting fucked but gosh Lucian, your cock kind of scares me."
I chuckled.

"I understand that part Trask. How about if we start out with some kissing?
Sort of, ease into things." He thought that was a good idea and moved in
close to me. The kisses were gentle ones, lips barely touching lips. His
hand touching my body was also very gentle, almost tentative as if he were
avoiding an electric shock. Our lower bodies weren't even touching.

Being with a boy like Trask, at that moment, was such a contrast to say,
Hudson, who had both confidence and desire. Hudson knew what he liked and
what he wanted and was able to help make that happen. With boys like Trask
it was fun to gently coax them out of whatever bonds were holding them
back, to help them come alive with feelings of lust flooding their young
inexperienced bodies. What added to the experience was when a boy turned
into a wildcat and allowed his sexual feeling to spill out like a tsunami
breaching a wall.  And that is exactly what happened with Trask. It was
like a light switch being flipped.

His body melted against mine, his rock hard cock making itself known
against mine. His kissing became more passionate. He started moaning and
groaning which was followed by his waist engaging in frottage, gently
undulating against my body. My hand draped over his waist to gently fondle
his tight little butt cheeks and trail a finger up and down his gluteal
cleavage without going very deep.

"Gosh Lucian I don't know what happened," he panted after pulling his head
back from mine. "It was like a match got lit up inside me." I smiled at
him.

"I noticed sweet boy. You let yourself go, you let your feelings flow
freely."

"I don't about all that Lucian but it damn sure feels good." At that he
came back to me with ferocity accompanied by a free hand that sought out my
cock and began feeling up and down the length of it. In return I found his
dick and did the same thing. Trask was the one who finally moved and
without a word slid down the bed and attacked my crotch.  He went after it
with a vengeance, licking up and down the length of it, washing the swollen
head with his tongue then sucking it. He managed about 3 inches which was
more than enough for me. I gently rubbed his back and since his delicious
little butt was facing me I rubbed on it too. Trask then raised his upper
leg and planted the foot on the bed which opened his crotch up. I took it
as an invitation and put my hand between his thighs and fondled his
balls. And that seemed to prompt a more avid cock sucking accompanied by a
low moan. As I fondled and tugged I also let my fingers trail up his crack
and then I did go further and rubbed against his hole.

I encouraged Trask to turn around so I could suck his cock as well and in a
moment that was where we were. Trask more on his side while I was on my
back but his position allowed him to keep one foot flat on the bed. Sucking
the boys' cock was a delight, as always. His age and size allowed me to
easily take in his entire length and use my tongue on his cock head at the
same time. I always found sucking a circumcised boy refreshing since most
boys weren't. I was learning too, that uncut boys felt the same way while
cut boys always loved sucking an uncut boy. Such is life.

I didn't fuck Trask that night nor did he fuck me. We did however cum in
each other's mouth although one after the other and not simultaneously. His
cum was changing into the more bitter taste than a younger newer sperming
boy but for me, cum was cum and I gobbled it regardless of the taste.

When Trask swallowed mine he almost choked and at one point his mouth
couldn't contain all of the discharge, so it seeped out of his mouth and
ran down the length of my cock. On the second go around I taught him
frottage using a hand lotion that I kept by my bed. He thought that was
amazing. We didn't cum that way though because I didn't want to have to go
through the cleanup process. The lotion was easy; just rub it into the
skin. On a side note, I would fuck Trask a couple of times before the trip
was over.

Like our previous voyage we hit England about 3 weeks later. The weather
was clear and warm enough to wear a light wind breaker. As we waited just
off the mouth of the Thames for our pilot everybody changed into their
formal uniforms. Like before, plenty of watercraft saluted our passing with
blasts from their airhorns.

We checked into the Mandarin Oriental and phoned Agatha from her private
suite which was now mine as well. The Spirit would stay docked in London to
re-supply and we would take Agatha's private varnish up to the castle the
following morning. Bixby met us that evening to go over a slew of
paperwork.

"Tell me Lucian," Bixby said as he was preparing to leave, "Does your ship
have a safe?" It did and I told him so. "Does it have places to hide
valuables other than the safe."

"Where is this going Bixby?"

"Miss Agatha is planning on sending you home with priceless artwork, cash
and jewels. The purpose is to avoid inheritance tax, the hiding of said
lucre to avoid customs and possible tax problems. It is also to preempt the
possibility of theft after she's gone unless you plan on moving to the
River's Bend when she does pass. She doesn't believe that is an option for
you hence, this plan."

"Thank you for being up front with me Bixby. On the topic of her passing
can I assume you will continue to be the solicitor for the estate and thus,
myself?"

"Absolutely sir," he replied with fervor. "There are 2 other solicitors
under my direction who will also be handling the affairs." I took a moment
to explain my concerns surrounding the situation what with me being 3000
miles away.

"I fully understand sir but let me assure you everything will be dealt with
on the up and up."

"Thank you Bixby I appreciate that but let me be very clear. While I do not
make threats to those who work for me I do make them aware that the
consequences for crossing me in any way will not be taken lightly nor will
those consequences be dealt with through the legal system. That message is
not meant for you sir. Agatha trusts you implicitly and thus, I do as
well. That message is for any underlings we have to employ." I have to say
that the man went white at my statement but managed to flush a little when
he heard the ending.

"What do you make of that Lucian," AJ asked after Bixby
left. Simple. Agatha was doing her best to protect her assets from the tax
man.

The train ride was uneventful until the E boys got their first glimpse of
the castle and as we got closer they got more excited. All of them were
born to wealth but nothing like this. We were met at the train station by
Agatha's 3 Carriages drawn by large white horses replete with feathered
plumes and liveried footmen.  The E boys were all agog with the entire
process.

Along the route some people on the street waved to us. One man called out
and asked if our ship would be arriving to which I yelled back `yes'. As we
passed through the portcullis I fully expected Agu to leap into the
carriage to greet me but that didn't happen. As we circled the Bailey on
our way to the front entrance we saw Benson along with Agatha, Arutha and
Enzo exit the castle to greet us. As directed the foot men opened the
carriage doors and the E boys lined up to be introduced. Gideon of course
went straight to Agatha.

"Hello grandma, nice to see you again," and hugged her. That Agatha was
pleased was quite evident. Each of our boys did the same but shook her
hand. The E boys were so focused that they didn't see Agu sidle up behind
them and when the cat brushed against Theo the boy jumped out of his skin.

"JesusChrist," he blurted out which got the attention of everybody then the
rest of the E boys jumped.

"Agu," I called out and he came to me and leapt up to put his paws on my
shoulders and lick my face. Agatha said in a loud voice,

"That damned cat," but she said it with a smile. None of us had,
intentionally, mentioned anything to the E boys about Agu so weren't
disappointed by the reaction we got. We hadn't mentioned the dogs either,
so the boys were in for yet another surprise. After Agu got down to
investigate the newcomers and Theo apologized for cursing which Agatha
waved off.

I gave Agatha a kiss on the cheek and a slight hug.

"It's good to see you Agatha," I said. Done, I introduced the E boys to
her, and each shook her hand and said they were happy to meet her. For her
part Agatha welcomed each of them to River's Bend. I greeted Benson warmly,
as did our boys while AJ and Gregory both paid their respects to
Agatha. From Arutha and Enzo we all got big hugs and I got a full on kiss
on the mouth from both boys. Agatha didn't raise so much as an eyebrow.

Both boys had grown some over the past 5 months, Arutha the most. Fron
there we went inside and, naturally, the E boys were enthralled. To Benson
I said, "same rooms," and got a head nod and permission to put our guests
in any of the other rooms on our wing. That done I sent the boys off to get
the E boys settled in along with the order to bring their dirty laundry
down to be washed. As they left Benson told me about lunch so I called out
to them and let them know that lunch would be served in 1 hour. Both Arutha
and Enzo went with them while the rest of us adjourned to a smaller drawing
room for tea. I had brought a photo album for her of the Hampton House
along with plenty of photos of the boys being boys. After a moment she got
down to business.

"I understand that you spoke with Bixby last evening." I nodded my head. "I
am sending you home with a dozen or more paintings along with some other
things including 25 million pounds in cash and gold. I just feel safer
giving as much as I can to you before I go, just to be on the safe
side. One never knows." Despite knowing this was coming I was still shocked
at the magnitude of it. There was more to come.

"On another note we will be visited tomorrow by some cattle people courtesy
of Benson's family. What I've learned so far indicates that you could build
a very successful and profitable enterprise." There were a few more things
before we trundled off to lunch in the formal dining room. Of course,
Arutha attended to my needs.

After lunch I walked down to the harbor office and made arrangements for
the Spirit to dock the day after next. I ran into Tom, the local man that
we had roughed up then hired. Skip had told me that Tom had asked for a few
days off to visit family and that he'd granted the request.

"Mr. Broussard," he said, "I haven't really had the opportunity to thank
you for giving me a chance to work for you. It has been a blessing which
has turned my life around."

"I am glad that it has worked out for you Tom and according to Skip and Bo
Jackson it has paid off for us as well so thank you." We kibitzed a bit
then he said he would like to pay me back with something a little more
substantial.

"Mr. Broussard an uncle on my mother's side had been lamenting the fact
that decent wines have been absent from England for 20 or more years. He
has said that it is a pity that Miss Agatha's vineyard had been neglected
because its grapes are high grade and with the right cross breeding could
be producing top notch grapes that could produce excellent wine." I wasn't
sure exactly where this was going and Tom could see that.

"My uncle is a master vintner. He grew up in and worked the vineyards in
Burgandy and the Loire valley in France for much of his life. In fact, I
believe he may have worked on Miss Agatha's vineyard many years ago. He's
probably forgotten more about wine making than most vintners these days
even know. I understand that you are making plans to raise high quality
beef at River's Bend and wonder if the same might be said for wine." The
thought had crossed my mind but too many other things pushed it into the
background.

"That is intriguing Tom. Would it be possible to talk with him?"

"Absolutely Mr. Broussard. He lives about 20 miles from here but he drives
and I am sure that he would enjoy meeting you and having a discussion." Tom
said he would phone the man that afternoon and if possible, get back to me
at the castle this evening. I agreed and let him know that I would be free
most of the following day.

"What do you make of that AJ," I asked.

"Very interesting and definitely worth pursuing."

Agatha was lying down when we got back to the castle, so I found Benson and
told him about the discussion with Tom and asked about a vineyard that
Agatha had owned at one time. Benson said that it was true that they owned
a vineyard in the Bordeaux region but had sold it around 1910. The wine
produced at River's Bend had been good although not top notch, but he too
had heard that the possibility of a great wine was certainly not out of the
question.

On that note I headed upstairs to take a nap as did AJ. None of the boys
were in sight so I assumed they might be doing the same or they were doing
nasty things behind closed doors or they were just out roaming around and
being boys. Regardless of their agenda I had mine and a light nap was my
agenda. So it came as a bit of a surprise to find Arutha in my suite of
rooms puttering about and straightening things up. They didn't need
straightening but hey.

"I wanted to be close in case you needed something Lucian," he said with a
bright smile which quickly changed to less than that. "I hope that was okay
Lucian." I reached out to the boy and he went right into my arms and hugged
me tightly.

"I missed you so much Lucian," he said, and I could tell he was stifling an
outright sob. I hugged him and rubbed his back.

"I'm missed you as well Arutha." I then stopped the hug and held him at
arm's length. "It looks like you've grown some sweet boy." Indeed he
had. He had gained in inch in height and wondered briefly about the changes
in what I couldn't see.

"I was going to take a little nap Arutha; would you care to join me?" The
boy nodded his head vigorously. I began to undress but he stopped me.

"Let me do that for you Lucian, it's my job."  While I didn't view it as
his job I knew that Arutha did, and I knew that he was being honest in his
statement and not using the situation for his or my sexual
gratification. In my disrobing he went about the task without any groping,
fondling, or otherwise intentional touching of my crotch. Nor did his eyes
linger on said area.

When Arutha began to undress I stopped him. "Turn about is fair play
Arutha." Now, in all honesty, there was some sexual gratification on my
part. I enjoyed undressing a boy because I liked it. It was my pleasure,
not my job.

There were some minor changes. His pubic hair had filled out a little more,
but I doubted his cock nor his balls had changed much. "I see you've grown
up some sweet boy," I told him. Arutha grinned.

"A little bit but not much. I did need to get new pants." I took his hand
and led him to bed where we quickly snuggled up against each other.

"So, how are things going with you and Enzo?"

"Really good Lucian. He's a really nice boy and we seem to get along very
well. It's great having another boy in the house. It was lonely before.
Plus we usually sleep together, and I am sure Miss Agatha knows it but
hasn't said anything. I know that Benson knows because he's seen us in bed
together. You know he got into a fight the first week of school don't you?
Enzo I mean, not Benson" I chuckled, said that I did know.

"Did you know about the second one?" I shook my head. I did not know which
meant that Agatha probably didn't know either. It turned out she did know
but had kept it to herself.

It hadn't happened at school but in the village outside the castle. AJ, the
boys and I had to deal with a handful of bullies the first week we stayed
with Agatha. Benson had warned us that the bullies existed and that short
of killing or maiming them, we were allowed to defend ourselves. Not long
after we had sailed back to the US a few of the younger bullies from the
previous encounter closed in on Arutha and Enzo. Not being students at
Tonbridge they weren't aware of Enzo's street skills. They were tutored
quite rapidly, and devastatingly so.

One of them started by pushing Arutha while calling him names, two of them
facing off against Enzo. One of them went to push the Italian boy with both
hands. Enzo stepped into it, not backwards like the antagonist thought he
would. Enzo clocked the kid straight on his nose then turned immediately
and slammed a fist into the side of the second's kids head directly on the
ear.

Seeing Enzo in action spurred Arutha to lash out at his opponent who
laughed at the blonde haired cutie.

"You hit like a girl," the boy said with a sneer.

"I don't," Enzo said, grabbing the kid by his shirt and spinning him around
then hammering the bully twice in the face, smashing his fist in the kid's
eye and then slicing open a lip." Three up, three down.

"So now Enzo is teaching me how to fight. Actually, how to defend myself."
I wasn't too surprised at Enzo's prowess. He was, after all, a street
kid. "I really like him a lot Lucian. He is also a very good lover and I
love having him fuck me. I fuck Enzo too but mostly it's him fucking me. I
prefer to get fucked while Enzo prefers to do the fucking so it works out
well for both of us. Sort of like the Jack Spratt nursery rhyme."

"I am very happy to hear about that Arutha. Very happy that things are
working out so well for both of you."

"Me too Lucian. Still I miss you a lot so maybe you could fuck me first
then take a nap."

"I thought that to be a very good idea. And said so.

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