Date: Mon, 7 Sep 2020 14:58:18 +0000 (UTC) From: Albert Collins Subject: You were there - Part 15 Disclaimer: This is a romantic love story about love between young adolescent boys. There will be some explicit sex scenes in the story but they are not the main focus of the story. (And maybe something surprising will happen in this chapter too!) So if you are looking for a story with a lot of explicit sex action, you are in the wrong place. If you like to read a sappy romantic tory with occasional kinky sex scenes, then please sit back and enjoy! Thanks again to all those who wrote with comments and feedback! Of course, as usual, comments and constructive criticism are welcome! albert.c87@yahoo.com Oh, yeah, and please, donate to Nifty: donate.nifty.org ************************************************************************* You were there -- Part 15 After the dinner that evening, when everybody gathered on the terrace, Frank and Margie had a surprise announcement. That Saturday, which was just two days later, they arranged for a 'social' evening on Green Oaks grounds with some girls from their church. There would be four girls in 11-13-year-old age group, including Ginny, Jerry's daughter, and four girls in the 8-10-year-old age group. Formal dress and dancing would be expected. Luke groaned and grumbled loudly. "Shit!" he complained, "I can't believe it! They expect us to dance! With girls! And to wear fancy clothing, like to church! Fuck!" He stared into the table angrily. "Diego?" Diego, who was sitting next to Luke by one of the terrace tables, was gazing into space with a dreamy expression. "Sorry, Luke, what?" he asked, startled. "Oh, dancing ... I actually kinda like it ... Like a waltz, or a tango, or a rhumba ..." "Shit, Diego, are you kidding me?" Luke exclaimed. "You know that fancy-schmancy ballroom dancing stuff? Seriously?" "Well, yeah," Diego admitted, "my mom, she taught me ... And it's actually pretty fun." Diego paused. "I can teach you if you like. You're pretty good on your feet already. I could tell when we were doing Capoeira today." Luke considered for a moment. "No, no way, man," he declined emphatically. "That stuff isn't for me. Can't see myself doing all that twirling with a girl ... Bad enough they are making us wear the fucking dress shirts. I'll probably suffocate!" Luke tugged on the collar of his T-shirt angrily. Diego sighed. "You know, we could also dance together ...," he remarked. "You don't have to do it with a girl, you know ..." "Yeah, right," Luke smirked. "That'll be one church social to remember ..." He looked at Diego pensively for a few moments, and then shook his head with a laugh. "Fuck!" "Nah, I'll just have to sit this one out," Luke continued. "You know, Ginny is going to be there," Diego remarked with a smile. "I think she'll be disappointed." A smug grin grew on Luke's face. "Oh, yeah, Ginny," Luke chuckled. "I guess I'm gonna have to be on my best behavior right? I'm already taken now, after all!" Diego rolled his eyes and shook his head. The following day all the boys received their special dress clothing sets from Margie. Diego got a light blue long-sleeved shirt, and Luke a white one. The both got a pair of well pressed grey slacks, new white socks and a new pair of dress shoes. After a long discussion between Margie and Frank it was decided that the boys didn't need the ties, much to Luke's relief. As the boys were trying on these outfits in their room, Luke kept fidgeting and complaining, but Diego was strangely quiet. Diego finally pulled Luke by the hand and sat him down on the bed. "Come on, Luke, you need to relax about this," he said gently. "You look fine. In fact, you look great!" Luke blushed and looked down. "Yeah, I know," he admitted quietly. "That's what worries me." "Why?" Diego inquired, rubbing Luke's shoulder gently. Luke paused before answering. "See, the kids who looked liked that, dressed like that," Luke pointed at his chest, "they always treated me and the other trailer park kids like dirt ... Worse than dirt ..." Luke paused again, still looking down. "I knew we was dirt, but we din't need reminding that ... I fucking hated them for it ... Beat up more than a few of them in fact." Luke looked up at Diego with a guilty expression. "And now I fucking look like them myself," he continued. "Am I one of them now? What the fuck is that?" Diego sighed and took Luke's hand in his. "Come one, Luke, it doesn't matter what you dress like, that doesn't change who you are!" Diego asserted emphatically. "Take me, for example ... I probably dressed like one of those kids back then. But I promise you, if I'd met you, I mean back in the day, I would not have treated you like dirt. You believe me, right?" "Yeah, sure, Diego, but ...," Luke started answering. "No buts here," Diego interrupted him. "It'll be just a few kids tomorrow trying to have some fun. Nothing else. Remember, it's okay not to worry!" They both chuckled. "Please promise me you'll try to have some fun too tomorrow," Diego continued. "And remember, I'm supposed to be the mental case here!" "Okay, I promise," Luke replied, as he swatted Diego on the head lightly. On Saturday Luke did seem calmer and more relaxed, to Diego's relief. All of the boys helped Frank and Margie prepare the clubhouse for the evening social. They had a quick light dinner, after which the boys were sent to their rooms to dress up and prepare for the evening. At around 7pm the boys gathered back at the clubhouse, with Margie, as well as the counsellors, Mark, Rose, and Gregg, waiting for them. Shortly afterwards they heard the horn of Franks van pulling up. A few minutes later Frank entered the room, followed by the girls and a couple of extra lady chaperones whom Luke and Diego did not recognize. The girls, dressed in pretty summer dresses, were giggling and whispering to each other. Apart from the 11-year-old Ginny, Luke and Diego didn't know any of the others. Margie called the kids to order and made the introductions. "All right kids, you get to know each other, and we'll have some dancing a bit later!" she declared. The kids quickly separated into a few smaller groups. The younger girls congregated around Devon and Danny. Not surprisingly, Ginny found her way to Luke and started chatting with him. Luke threw a pleading glance in Diego's direction, but Diego winked at him, shook his head and stayed a fair distance away. The oldest of the church girls was a 13-year-old girl named Breanna. She was tall, even slightly taller than Luke, and had a strikingly beautiful waist-long blonde hair, flowing freely behind her shoulders, with a braided flower tieback holding it in the back. Breanna had an open friendly face with soft features, a quick smile, and she seemed genuinely nice. She was an instant hit with most of the boys, particularly Ritchie and Rafael, but she quickly zeroed in her attention on Diego. Ginny, who had been talking to Luke, and a 12-year-old girl, Tara, soon joined her. When they found out that Diego could sing, play piano and the guitar, and knew ballroom dancing, the girls literally swooned over him. "Oh, Diego, you are so cultured!" Breanna exclaimed appreciatively, holding Diego's sleeve. Diego turned bright red and desperately looked around the room for a possible escape route. He tried to find Luke but did not see him. "Maybe Luke was right about this social after all," Diego thought, "this really feels like too much!" "All right, boys and girls, your attention, please," Margie called out loudly. "Now we have our first formal dance, and it is a ... waltz!" "Oh, a waltz, how wonderful!" Breanna clapped, "You know how to dance it, Diego, right?" "Yes, sure," Diego answered, "I know waltz ..." "Come on, Diego, we'll dance together!" Breanna pulled Diego by the hand to the center of the dance floor. Frank and Margie had cleared a section of the clubhouse of all the furniture and converted it into a temporary dance floor. It could easily accommodate 8-10 dancing pairs at once. It turned out that for the waltz apart from Breanna and Diego there were no other takers. Margie looked around the room to double check and then turned on the music. It was the "Blue Danube" waltz by Strauss. Luke had been hiding behind one of the support columns, and he now stood next to Margie, watching Breanna and Diego dance. They glided around the room seamlessly, following the music. Breanna's light blue dress matched Diego's shirt perfectly. "They make such a beautiful couple, don't they?" Margie remarked with a smile, as they watched Diego and Breanna soar around the room to Strauss' magical melody. "They do, don't they?" Luke thought. A huge hot lump formed in his throat as he saw Breanna's happy laughing face, her hand grabbing Diego's waist, her long blond hair flowing as she and Diego were spinning together. Luke concentrated on Diego's face. Diego too was smiling, whispering something to Breanna, leaning closer to her. This was too much. He could not watch anymore. Luke turned around and quietly slipped out from the room. A few minutes later the music ended. Diego escorted Breanna back to her seat and then started looking for Luke. In a little while he found Margie who was still standing by the support column. "Diego, honey, that was beautiful dancing!" she congratulated him. "You should teach all the other boys here how to do the waltz!" "Mm, thank you, Ms Margie," Diego replied, sounding worried. "Do you know where Luke is? I can't find him anywhere ..." "Sorry, honey, I'm not sure," Margie answered. "He was here just a few minutes ago. I think he might have left ..." "Oh, my god! Thank you, Ms Margie!" Diego exclaimed and run out of the clubhouse. Diego run back to their room as fast as he could, hoping, praying, that Luke would be there. His heart was thumping and he was cursing himself as he run. Finally Diego reached their cottage, run up the stairs and flung the door open. The light was off and it was dark inside. He turn on the light switch. Luke was lying on his bed, with his face to the wall, hugging his pillow. He had taken off the dress shirt that he was wearing for the social, but still had the slacks on. Diego closed the door and quietly walked to Luke's bed. He slowly got into the bed and snuggled behind Luke, hugging Luke's bare shoulder. Luke shuddered lightly but remained silent. Diego could hear that Luke was crying softly. "Luke ... You left," Diego said quietly, kissing Luke's bare shoulder blade. "Mmmm," Luke shuddered again. "Why did you leave?" Diego pressed, kissing Luke's back again. "You like Breanna now, don't you?" Luke whispered without turning, with a sob. "What?" Diego whispered back. "I saw the two of you. How you were ...," Luke whispered, with a stubborn bitterness bubbling in his voice. "What do you think you saw?" Diego asked again. "You know ... You smiling at her ... whispering to her ..." Luke sobbed into the pillow. "Luke, come one, turn around, please," Diego begged. "Mmmm," Luke stubbornly clung to his pillow. "Yeah, I did like dancing with Breanna," Diego offered, "and yeah, she was nice." He paused. Luke burrowed deeper into the pillow. "But it's not because I 'like' her, you doofus! I just like anything to do with music, you know that, right?" Diego stopped again. "And you know how nice I am to most people." Diego giggled. Luke stopped sobbing. "And the whispering," Diego continued, "that was because she kept missing the rhythm, you see! So I had to correct her all the time, 1-2-3, 1-2-3. You get it now?" Luke suddenly giggled. "That's funny?" Diego asked, with relief in his voice. "Yeah, that was pretty funny!" Luke replied. Luke slowly turned around and faced Diego. Luke's eyes, usually so happy, were red and puffed up from crying. "Once again, I've been such a fucking moron!" Luke said with a sniffle. "Yes, yes, you have!" Diego confirmed. "And so have I." He kissed Luke softly. Diego reached for the buckle of Luke's slacks and started trying to unfasten them. "Diego, babe, wait, what are you doing?!" Luke exclaimed in shock. "What I should have done a long time ago," Diego answered, opening the fly of Luke's pants. Luke's hand stopped him. "Diego, are you sure?" Luke pressed. "We don't have to do this, you know. Not now. I can wait. You said you wanted to wait." "Yeah, I thought I did. And I did. But I don't, not anymore," Diego answered, staring Luke in the eyes. A long pause followed as the boys looked at each other. "All righty then," Luke finally replied, leaning in and giving Diego a gentle kiss. Luke separated from Diego and gave him a tender playful look. "First off, for this part we definitely wanna lock the door!" Luke declared with a giggle. He jumped up, run to the door and locked it. "Second, we wanna get some nice romantic lighting!" Luke giggled again. He turned on the night light by his bed, by Diego's bed, the reading light by the couch, and then turned off the ceiling light. Luke sat down at the edge of the bed. Diego smiled uncertainly at him. "Diego, dude," Luke continued in a more earnest voice, "I know you haven't done none of this stuff, so we are gonna start slow, go slow and not gonna do much at first, okay? And if you ever feel like I'm pushing you too far, you stop me, okay? Okay, Diego?" "Yeah, okay, Luke!" Diego agreed. "Stop worrying 'bout me. Let's do it already!" Diego chuckled. "Okay!" Luke grinned back at him wickedly. "Okay, now get up!" Diego got up from the bed with a surprised expression on his face. Luke got close to Diego and started unbuttoning his shirt. A smile of understanding grew on Diego's face. "Yeah, undressing your prey is half the fun!" Luke commented, as he removed Diego's shirt and then the slacks. Diego went for Luke's slacks and pulled them down, with Luke stepping out of them. The boys stood facing each other wearing just their socks and briefs. Luke kicked off his socks and Diego followed his example. Luke had a pair of striped blue and yellow briefs on. Diego was wearing ninja turtle briefs. "Aha, so you do have a thing about the turtles," Luke smirked. "I knew it!" He gently pushed Diego onto the bed and Diego fell on his back. Luke climbed above Diego on all fours, and moved Diego's hands behind his head. Diego smiled and closed his eyes. Luke leaned down and kissed him softly. Diego, with his eyes still shut, started responding to the kiss, and tried to move his tongue inside Luke's mouth. Luke quickly moved back. "No, no, no distractions now. Save that for later," he admonished gently. Diego groaned slightly in protest. Luke leaned down again and licked the nape of Diego's neck, laving it with his warm wet tongue. Diego wiggled his body and made a light cooing noise. Luke giggled and moved further down. He caressed Diego's smooth toned honey-colored chest with his right hand. "Mmm, large nipples. Sexy, elf-boy!" Luke giggled appreciatively. He lowered his head and locked his mouth on Diego's large brown nipple, suckling on it gently. Diego's body jerked slightly and he whimpered audibly. "Mmm, sweet," Luke commented releasing Diego's nipple but without looking up. "I always knew you taste like honey!" Diego was beginning to perspire slightly and Luke could see a tiny sheen of sweat form around his body. Luke shifted to Diego's left nipple and suckled harder on it. He teased the tip with his tongue and gently bit on it. Diego yelped in surprise. "No pain, no gain!" Luke laughed, lifting his head briefly. He suckled on Diego's nipple again. Luke then moved to Diego's left armpit and licked it eagerly. Diego cooed loudly. Diego's sweet boy scent was stronger here. Luke licked harder, using plenty of saliva on his tongue. "L-u-u-u-u-u-k-e!" Diego whimpered, thrashing around and bringing his right hand down to caress Luke's head. "No, no, you're mine!" Luke moved Diego's hand back behind his head. Luke switched to Diego's right armpit. Diego thrashed some more. Luke slid further down and stabbed his wet tongue deep inside Diego's concave belly-button. Diego emitted a delighted giggly sequel and wiggled his stomach. Luke lifted his face and looked up at Diego with a playful gentle fire sparking in his green eyes. Diego stared back, wide-eyed, a sweet slightly timid smile spread on his face. Luke lowered his head again. Finally, holding his breath, Luke pulled Diego's briefs down and slipped them off the boy's ankles, exposing Diego's privates completely. Luke looked at the revealed site and exhaled deeply. "What?" Diego asked anxiously. "I knew it. It is too small!" Ignoring Diego's silly outburst, Luke breathed out excitedly: "It. Is. SO. BEAUTIFUL!!!" Diego's entire honey-colored body blushed deep red. Diego's adolescent dick was about 3 inches long in its almost erect state, very straight and very slender, of much darker brown color than the rest of Diego's body, and crowned with a shapely bright-red perfectly round head glistening with precum. The head was elegantly cone-shaped and only slightly wide at its base than the stock. Like most American boys, Diego was circumcised and the sides of the glans were fully exposed. Diego's dark-brown penis was cupped below by a pair of small boy testicles in a neat tight velvety pouch, also dark brown but slightly redder than the cock itself, and covered with fresh sheen of dew. Diego's crotch area was completely hairless and Luke could not see a single hair anywhere. "Diego, babe, two things", Luke spoke in a husky voice, looking up at Diego, who sat up slightly, supporting himself on his elbows. "First, I have never, ever, ever, seen anything so beautiful as what I've seen just now. Second, I know, we agreed to go slow, so I apologize for what I'm about to do but I just can't help myself!" With that Luke licked his lips, dove in, and in one quick movement swallowed the entirety of Diego's dick, to the base, as well as the testicles, in his mouth, and sucked on them hungrily. Diego's entire body arched upwards in a sudden silent convulsion. Diego's mouth opened, his fists clenched, his body shuddered, and with a wild spasm he orgasmed in Luke's mouth still tightly closed around Diego's penis. Diego's body collapsed back on the bed. Luke swallowed Diego's gift and slowly slipped Diego's dick from his mouth. He licked his lips and moved his tongue around his mouth, savoring the rest of the liquid. Luke looked down at Diego in owe. He moved forward, giving Diego's belly and chest a quick lick, and lay on top of Diego, their bodies pressed together. Luke moved Diego's hands behind Diego's head. He leaned in and gave Diego a soft tender kiss, slowly chewing on his lips. Diego closed his eyes and opened his mouth, providing Luke better access. Eventually Luke separated from Diego and lifted his head. Diego opened his eyes and looked up at Luke, smiling. "I think ..., no I'm pretty sure," Diego uttered slowly, "I've just seen our supernova!" Both boys laughed merrily. "I'm real sorry, Diego," Luke said, leaning in for another quick kiss, "I really couldn't help myself! I promise next time I'll give you better treatment. Some time to enjoy it, you know!" He giggled. "It's okay," Diego replied softly. "I really liked it. It was wild." He brushed the hair off Luke's forehead. "It was, wasn't it!" Luke chuckled. He rolled off Diego and lay next to him on his back. The boys joined hands. "But Luke," Diego whispered after a while, "we are not done yet. I really wanna ... see you now." Diego got up from the bed and pulled Luke up with him. Luke stood next to the bed, smiling, still holding Diego's hand. Diego gently moved the tip of his finger from the nape of Luke's neck all the way down to below his belly-button, just above the edge of his briefs. Luke giggled and shivered slightly. "Some day you're gonna have to explain to me how a kid our age could possibly get a body as ripped as yours," Diego remarked, brushing Luke's stomach gently. Luke giggled again but didn't say anything. Diego sat down on the bed. He surveyed Luke's body more closely. "Really, how could a 12-year-old boy have 6-pack already?" he wondered mentally. "I'll enjoy that later!" Diego's gaze moved down, past the sizable bulge straining Luke's briefs. Luke was slowly shifting his weight from one foot to another in nervous anticipation. Diego looked at Luke's legs. Strong, long, slender, athletic, smooth. Beautiful. He reached with his hand and gently caressed the front of Luke's left thigh. Luke breathed out audibly. Diego shifted again to Luke's mid-section. Slowly he hooked his fingers on both sides of Luke's briefs and pulled them down, to the ankles. Luke quickly stepped out of them. Diego looked up. Luke's young member, released from its confinement, sprung up and stood fully erect, perpendicular to Luke's body. "Wow!" Diego uttered involuntarily. Luke giggled lightly from above. Luke's erect member was longer than Diego's, maybe 3.5 inches, and a little thicker, and also slightly curved downward. The head was considerably wider than the stalk. Luke's young testicles have already dropped and were hanging loose and low, in a nice pinkish pouch glistening with a light fresh sheen. Like Diego's, Luke's crotch was still completely hairless. Diego was mesmerized. It was beautiful. Boyish. Magnetic. Irresistible. Luke. Gingerly, Diego reached out, held Luke's stalk with two fingers, squeezed it and pulled back the skin. "U-u-u, Diego, careful, babe," Luke warned. "I'm already all wound up here, it's not gonna take much for me to blow." Diego observed Luke's dick closely. "Yours looks different from mine somehow ... More skin," he remarked without lifting his head. "Oh, yeah, I'm uncut," Like chuckled. "Guess mom and dad were too cheap to spring for a circumcision ..." Diego gently stretched Luke's foreskin back further, fully exposing the bright pink head. There were several dewy beads of clear liquid on the glans near the slit. Diego moved his face closer. This is where Luke's smell was the strongest. Luke's special boy scent. Fresh. Sweet. Slightly musky. Intoxicating. Diego extended his tongue and slowly licked a dewy drop from the spongy head. Luke's body shuddered. Diego licked his lips. He needed more. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and, holding Luke by his nut sack, slowly closed his lips around the length of Luke's dick. Luke's body shuddered again and Diego heard him groan loudly. Diego felt Luke's hands caress his hair and his shoulders. Diego concentrated on the prize in his mouth. To his surprise, there was not much taste, except for the slightly bitter tangy liquid that was slowing oozing from the tip. But the rest of it tasted just like ... skin. Young, tender, silky, but just skin. Diego concentrated on the tactile sensations instead. They felt amazing. It felt amazing. He was holding Luke's most precious part in his mouth, that which made Luke a boy. His boy. Luke's penis was hot, breathing, moving, pulsating, trembling, alive, like a tiny young bird. Somehow it was hard and pliant and the same time. Diego moved his tongue, gently feeling the bumps and ridges on the sides. He heard Luke moan above him and felt Luke's hands caress his face and his ears. Diego opened his eyes and looked up. Luke's green eyes sparked back at him with such tenderness, such sweetness, such devotion. Diego's eyes watered, and he closed them again. He moved his tongue around the head, probing around the ridges, under the foreskin. Luke was now leaking more profusely. Diego sucked it in. Delicious! "Oi, careful, watch the teeth, babe," Luke's voice warned from above. "Hm-hm," Diego indicated in agreement, without taking his mouth off. He took more of Luke into his mouth, stretching his cheeks further. He suddenly gagged a bit with the head hitting the very back of his throat. Diego took his mouth off Luke's dick and coughed a couple of times. "Diego, babe, you okay?" Luke asked gently. "Yeah, I'm good. Great. Thanks, Luke," Diego replied keeping his eyes on his target. He pulled back the skin, exposing the pink glans again, now glistening brightly. Diego moved closer and inhaled the scent deeply. It was wonderful. He stuck out his wet tongue and moistened the head of Luke's dick with his saliva. Luke emitted a combination of a giggle and a whimper, and his fingers traced Diego's ears. Diego opened his mouth wide and re-inserted Luke's dick again, swallowing it almost to the root slowly. He stopped and savored the feeling of having Luke's boy part inside his mouth. The feeling was indescribable, so wicked, so close, so intimate. Being connected with Luke like this. Having Luke's most precious, most special part inside his mouth like this. Diego felt Luke trying to lean down and kiss the top of his head, while still caressing his face. Even now, Luke was thinking of him. Trying to thank him. To love him. Tears welled in Diego's eyes again. He clamped harder on Luke's penis and grabbed Luke's ball sack with his left hand, pulling it hard. "Wait, Diego, slow down, babe, or I am gonna ..." Luke tried to warn from above. Diego increased the suction and used his right hand to grab around the back of Luke's butt. Luke's penis expanded quickly in Diego's mouth and the head pressed tightly against the roof. Luke's body tensed, went rigid, and his dick jerked wildly in Diego's mouth. Luke's hand dug into the hair on Diego's head. Diego felt two short volleys of something hot hit the back of his mouth. And then it was over. Luke's buttock relaxed and his dick gradually became limper. Diego released it from his mouth and licked his lips, savoring the taste. Tangy. Salty. Sweet. Definitely sweet. Definitely Luke. Most of it was gone already. Way too fast. Diego licked his lips again and sighed. He finally opened his eyes and looked up. Just at that moment Luke fell on the bed behind them, landing on his back. Diego slowly nestled next to him, laying on his side. Luke turned on the side as well and gently caressed Diego's cheek. "Wow," Luke whispered quietly. "You didn't have to do that, you know that, right?" "Yes, I know," Diego whispered back. "But I wanted to. I really wanted to. It was good." Luke pulled him closer and Diego lay his head on Luke's shoulder. The boys lay, embracing, for several minutes, gently caressing each other. Neither one spoke. Eventually Luke rolled over and lay on his back, with his hands behind his head. Diego rolled on top of him, with his face in the nape of Luke's neck and his hands extended forward, towards Luke's. "O-o-o-o-o!" Diego moaned loudly, exhaling. "What, what, what's the matter?!" Luke exclaimed, tensing up. "Nothin', you dummy," Diego mumbled into Luke's neck without lifting his face. "I'm just absorbing the magic. Of your bare skin." Diego wiggled his legs and his pelvis, grinding his dick agains Luke's. Luke felt Diego's entire body relax and melt onto his, like an amoeba. "Are you gonna pee on me now, Diego?" Luke whispered. "Like you promised?" "Thinking about it," Diego whispered back which a tiny chuckle. "I was kidding." He added after a pause, lifting his head slightly. "I wasn't," Luke said, bringing his hands down and caressing Diego's back and shoulder blades gently. Diego put down his head again and sighed contentedly. Luke's fingers traced the contours of Diego's ear and brushed his cheek. Diego made the tiniest whimper. "So, Diego, babe," Luke asked softly, "how was it? For you first time doing anything with a boy?" Diego lifted his head and looked at Luke with a huge smile: "I'll tell you tomorrow. Can't think now." He put his head on Luke's chest again. "That bad, eh?" Luke chuckled. "I do know one thing," Diego lifted his face again. "I'm never letting you out of bed." "It's a deal buddy," Luke laughed, "it's a deal". As Luke lay one the bed, listening to Diego's breathing, gently stroking his back, he thought about the events of the day. Luke carefully shifted the pillow under his head. The pillow was still wet with his tears, from crying over Diego dancing with Breanna. "Funny how things turned out," Luke thought, "yeah, life's a funny old dog, isn't it!" He looked down at the top of Diego's head. Diego was already asleep, snoring softly. Luke's chest swelled. His precious boy. His sweet elf-prince. They finally did get together all right! He reached over and picked the turtle necklace that was still hanging around Diego's neck. "Thanks, little turtle," Luke whispered, kissing the turtle lightly, "thanks for looking after us. You did a good job. Good night." He closed his eyes and floated off to sleep.