Date: Fri, 23 Nov 2007 12:10:16 +0100 From: Al Peres Subject: Happiness - Part Two NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR. This is a sweet story of love, product of my imagination where egoisms and selfishness are banned. It depicts sex contacts between minors and no adult is involved; therefore all warnings apply. English is not my mother language, so, please, be acquiescent with the syntax. Comments will be welcomed to: "al.peres@hotmail.com" HAPPINESS - Part 2 of 2 Chapter 7 School continued harder than ever÷ Julia and Mark had arranged their meetings in the library with the complicity of a young teacher who run it, they kissed and hugged for a few minutes every time whenever no other students were in there. Normally they ended up excited and Mark kept a balls-ache until he jacked off or made love with Patrick. They thought to talk their parents but postponed until the coming Christmas. Michel and Patrick had better opportunities and the following weekend Patrick went to sleepover in Michel's house. They went directly from school to Michel's; his parents were in Germany meeting their bosses; in the house only remained two women and the driver, plus a continued police guard outside the house. They had supper and after a few minutes decided going upstairs to his large bedroom. They said good nights to the housekeeper; she knew Michel since he was a baby and was a close friend of his parents. They perfectly knew what they wanted for the night so he had prepared everything for the event. They did not lose any time, as soon as they entered in the room Michel locked the door and Patrick hugged him desperately; their lips met and soon their tongues met inside their mouths passionately, their cocks fully aroused and spilling precum as a premonition of their coming sexual maturity. Michel started to undress but Patrick stopped him. I want to do it myself, I love seeing your lovely thighs appearing as I get you naked." The blond boy grinned and again their mouth started a long and passionate wet kiss. "In that case, let me undress you firstly." Patrick smiled at him and stood in front of his friend and lover. Michel started unbuttoning his white shirt accompanied by licking his friend's soft chest, kissing his nipple that immediately got hard. Then he unbuckled his jeans that were tenting; Patrick was enjoying Michel perfect manoeuvres. He thought his friend was not so innocent as he seemed or perhaps his instinct was greater than his. As Michel dragged down his jeans and underwear, Patrick's cock popped up free now from his prison. The blond boy could not resist the temptation, and as he was kneeled in front of that wonderful and wanted dick, he quickly opened his mouth and engulfed it till the point he gagged. Patrick moaned in pleasure but he wanted to reserve that for later on; he wanted to please his friend as much as himself. "It, It feel good Michel, but we'll have time for it. I want to undress you, too." Michel looked up to his beautiful friend, kissed his dick and reluctantly lay on the bed; his shorts tenting; his dick was harder than ever before. Patrick liked a lot to explore those smooth thighs without touching himself; his friend had put him in the verge of his climax, but now it has cooled a little bit down, however, he thought it would not be for a long time. He looked at Michel, he truly was a cute boy; he had a slender but not skinny body, and he loved touching his friend. He took his socks off and kneeled near him; he sneaked his hand up his lovely legs and under Michel's baggy shorts. Patrick sighed and his cock started spitting precum as he continued caressing and rubbing those velvety smooth legs÷ finally his hands arrived to the objects of his lust, his left hand cupped the ball sack and his right started slowly stroking Michel's near four inches cock. Michel moaned when he felt his dick rubbed; he tried to do it himself because he also was near his climax, but Patrick with a smile stopped him. Patrick slipped out his hands and yanked his shorts down to Michel's ankles and immediately to the floor. Both were stark naked and wanting a quick release. Patrick then went over Michel and hugged him; their mouths met and their tongues met inside each mouth desperately. Patrick then turned around so Michel was now on top of him, starting to move up and down on Patrick; their crotches grinding rubbing against each other wet dick. Only a minute was enough for these two young and excited bodies to reach their first climax of the night. They broke their kiss with a loud moan as Patrick arched his hips trying to push his dick into his friend's belly and started spurting his white little load. Michel's body tensed during some seconds and them both boys relaxed, panting and gasping for air. Michel laid his head on Patrick's left shoulder and after a few minutes, already recovered, he started licking and kissing his friend neck. Patrick giggled as he felt his friend tongue on his neck. "You make ticklish to me, Michel." He raised his head and placed his lips on Patrick's. "That was wonderful, Patrick; I never thought it would be so good." Patrick grinned, he knew his friend had some sex experience, but not much and he was determined that Michel would not forget that night during his whole life. "Wait and see, friend; the night has just started and still we have tomorrow". "Would you fuck me now?" Patrick felt his dick going hard again as he smirked. Michel continued: "Does it hurts?" "I don't think so, perhaps only a little bit at the beginning; think that my dick is not as thick as one of your turds when you are constipated, and that come out without any problem." Michel nodded smiling. "It is different when it is an adult fucking a boy, even in that case, after a few times he gets used to a big cock without any problem." "How do you know it?" "I have read it somewhere, besides I have seen some pictures of boys being fucked by a man and they seemed to be very happy with the man's dick in his bowels." "Do you have those photos? I believe they are forbidden." "I know, but a boy showed me last year, he brought them from Europe; only a few years ago that was legal, even in US, and now they can be seen in Internet. I don't know where, but I positively know they are there." Michel was rubbing his dick that was very hard again; he sighed and kneeled before his friend. Patrick was also hard again. "Turn around Michel, let's do a 69." Michel looked at his friend a little puzzled since he did not understand what he meant, but Patrick took his back to him and started biting and licking his friend lovely butt cheeks. Now Michel grinned understanding Patrick's words as he saw in front of his face that lovely four inches throbbing cock. He did not doubt a moment and took into his mouth Patrick's whole meat; Patrick squirmed and moaned in pleasure; Michel was a quick learner and he had started doing a lovely blowjob to him. Patrick did the same; both were lying on his sides and comfortably sucking each other. "Stop sucking me Michel." "Why? I am close to it." "Me too, but with that we will enjoy it for a longer time, besides, when it comes, it will be much stronger; it is a way of self control, you will see the results." "Oh, I see. I did not know it." Patrick grinned as he resumed sucking Michel's lovely dick. Both boys started moaning and panting again; this time Michel was the one to retrieve as he noticed how Patrick's body muscles were getting tensed. Patrick understood and he did the same. "You are a quick learner, my friend." Patrick said between gasps. Michel grinned and after a couple of minutes he resumed again his task; this time ready to reach the highest orbit of his lust. It took only a few minutes as both were sucking each other; Patrick arched hid hips and moaned loudly; he near gagged Michel as he spurted his little amount of semen into his friend's mouth. That drove Michel to the highest point ever reached that he expressed with a long yield: "Patrick!!!" Both collapsed on his sides breathing heavily and gasping for air- their dicks started to get flaccid as they recovered from those beautiful ecstasies. The young boys remained quiet near ten minutes and in silence involved in their own thoughts. Patrick then said: "Michel, you are a fucking cool boy." Michel turned around and placed his lips on tops of Patrick's, savouring the taste of his friend's semen. Michel understood the word from his new friend and deeply appreciated his compliments. "Thanks Patrick, I never thought I would find so good friends in this country. Believe me, I'm proud of being your friend or whatever you call our friendship, I'm very lucky." Patrick looked to his friend deeply in the eyes, put his hand round his neck and dragged him to his face; their lips again met and for a couple of minutes they enjoyed their mutual contacts with a love kiss. "I think I love you Michel, but not only because we enjoy making love or have sex, but because I like you a lot; I'm proud, too, of being your friend. They hugged very tight and kissed lightly as Patrick used to do to Mark. "Michel, with so many exercises I feel hungry; do we have anything to eat?" Michel looked at his friend and grinned satisfied. He jumped from the large bed and opened a mini-bar; normally this type of fridges are installed in the hotels, but his dad had ordered to install one on each room, of course, that one had not alcohol, but juices and refreshments. He had removed partially juices and filled the fridge with sandwiches to feed two horny boys during a week. "What do you want for this second dinner?" Patrick had not notice the fridge and he was greatly surprised to see the amount of food and beverages contained in it. "That confirms my appreciation of your being a cool boy." Both laughed. They sat on the floor near the bed stark naked eating and laughing during near an hour. When they finished, Michel licked and sucked his fingers, as an uneducated boy would do. Patrick looked a little bit puzzled at him. "I suppose you don't do that in your father's presence." Michel grinned. "No, of course not, but I like doing naughty things when I am alone or in a good company; however I would not do it again if you don't like them." Patrick smiled. "I do, too. You couldn't imagine what Mark and I have done when we are left alone since we were little. Have you ever played a pee fight?" "No, I suppose what it is, but had not the chance to do it." We'll do it tomorrow. I'm sure you will enjoy it." While they were talking Patrick had started rubbing his friend's thighs, starting from the knees up to his crotch; that sensation got Michel's dick hard. He looked at his friend's eyes. "Why do you like so much to rub my legs, even more than my dick?" Patrick sighed and put his left hand under Michel's ball sack starting to caress his lovely cherries and sucking his hard thin dick. I don't know why, Michel; they are very smooth and lovely to touch; it feels the same as velvet and my dick get hard only thinking about them. I have jacked off a few times during last week only thinking about touching your lovely legs." Michel smirked and started rubbing his friend's dick. "I like more to rub and suck your cock; it is so wonderful and hot in my hands. You can do whatever you like to me, Patrick. I enjoy any of your touches as much as you do." Saying this he tugged himself near Patrick and their mouths met; their tongues swirled inside mixing their saliva; a few minutes later they broke their kiss, they were terrible excited. "Please Patrick, let's do it. I want to know that sensation into me." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I am and I'm sure you will be tender enough so we can both enjoy it." Patrick grinned, kissed him lightly. "You can bet for it Michel. I would never hurt you. Do you have what I told you? "Yes, I do." He got out of the bed and rummaged in the drawer of his nightstand and showed him a fair tube of Vaseline. "How will you do it?" Patrick smiled looking to his dick that was now hard and pouring precum. Well, there are a few positions: you can lay on you back, then you would raise your knees to your chest, so your pucker will be in front of me. I like this for the first times because we can see each other face. There are others, for instance, you lay on your tummy with a pillow under your crotch; that's good but I can't reach your dick. Other, you can be at doggy, but with your head down on the bed showing up your butt; that's is mostly used in successive times. Also I can lie on my back and you would impale yourself on my cock. This has the advantage of you controlling your butt in case it hurts." Michel interrupted him. "I think the first one is the best. We will have time to try others. I want to see you in front of me." While they were talking Patrick had opened the tube and Michel immediately lay on his back and took his knees up to his chest. Patrick kneeled in front of him, extracted a gob of the clear cream on his finger and placed it on Michel's pink pucker, rubbing on the surface; Michel moaned in pleasure and Patrick's cock jerked in anticipation. "It feels very good, Patrick; I did not know that were so a sensible place." Patrick grinned. He extracted another gob on his forefinger and pulled it into Michel's butt. It went very easy into it starting to spread it inside; he pulled further in and Michel suddenly moaned loudly. "That feel lovely, if you do that a few times I think I'll come before you entered me." Patrick sighed. "That's a very sensitive part in your bowels, your prostate. Your will learn later how important it is. By the way, has someone fucked you recently?" "No. Why? You will be the first. No one have ever fucked me." "Your hole is very loose and soft." Michel laughed and Patrick looked at him puzzled. "Well, there is an explanation. You must promise me not to tell anybody." "I promise; besides we have mutual secrets that only both can share." Michel grinned. "Yesterday afternoon I got from the kitchen a thick carrot and after showering and while I did my home work, I smeared it with Vaseline and put into my butt. I kept it there for a few hours until I was ready to bed." Patrick smiled. Michel continued. "The funny thing is that every night, before going to bed, Julia, my mom's maid, comes to my room and brings me a glass of milk. Last night she did, but the carrot was plugged into my butt, so, quickly I got it out before she entered and started to eat it. She is Spanish origin, and in Spanish the butt hole is called "ass eye". So, when she saw me munching the carrot she said -That's good for the sigh, you should do that frequently- I laughed because she ignored where it had been." Both started laughing again. "It is not a surprise for me; I did the same the first time before Mark fucked me." "Has he fucked you?" "Yes, many times during the past three years." "Did you fuck him?" "No. He does not like it. He does it to me because we love a lot each other; he's always ready to please me. "It must be great to have a brother like Mark. I miss it and I admire him a lot." "Now he has a crush on Julia and he's all the time thinking about her. She is great, too. I suppose they will fuck each other as soon as they have the opportunity, I am sure he will marry her when they are adults. They deeply love each other, as I have never seen before. "Are you ready? My dick is requesting me to fuck your butt." Michel smiled. "Yes, I am." "Please let me know if it hurts so I can stop." "Alright, go ahead." Patrick placed his right hand on Michel's hips and with his left one guided his hard and greased dick to the most intimate entrance. He pulled hard and amazingly it went into Michel's butt half of it. Michel moaned. "Does it hurt?" Michel grinned. "Nothing, I feel a little full, but pleasant. Put all in." Patrick retracted his tool leaving only the head in, then he pushed slowly but steady and in seconds he was totally inside his friend, his balls lapping his friend's lovely butt cheeks. "Go to the hilt, Patrick, That feels fantastic.". "I am totally in Michel, nothing left." He bent over and their mouths met starting kissing; at the same time Patrick moved back a little and pulled again into his friend's premises. After a few times Patrick increased the pace as Michel was moaning and panting. "I am coming in a minute. I am very close to it. When you, you. touch that. spot " Patrick noted how Michel trembled as beads of sweat covered his beautiful forehead. He increased his thrusts. Oh Patrick!!!" He stretched out his legs and wrapped round Patrick's hips pulling him into his body as much as he could in the peak of his dry orgasm. Patrick knew what Michel was experiencing; he was near close to his climax, too. He stopped thrusting and went on his right side, partially dragging Michel with him; he was now behind him hearing his gasps. He kissed him a few times on his back neck and Michel sighed. "It. it has been beautiful Patrick, but still you are not done it." "I wanted you to enjoy, Michel; I am very close to it." "I want to see your face, Patrick; can we turn over? I don't want you out of me." Patrick pulled his friend on top of him, then, Michel turned around facing his new friend and lover. He looked at him, bent over and their mouths met in a tender kiss. "It is marvellous Patrick; you are so warm and hard." He started kissing Patrick again, now passionate and moving up and down so his erect penis was rubbing between their bellies. Patrick placed his hands on Michel's hips and helped him moving up and down in his impalement. Soon they were in a frenzy race to reach their own climaxes. Patrick left Michel alone in his lust and placed one hand on the younger boy thigh and the other on his now again hard smaller dick. They needed only a few minutes to reach the point of not return; Patrick could not stop his orgasm and he arched his hips pulling his dick deep into his friend's butt. He groaned as his cock spurted his small load into Michel warm rectum. Michel quickly replaced Patrick's hand on his dick and as a madman he jerked off it at the same he moved around; Patrick's cock still very hard touching his magic spot in every movement as reached his third orgasm only half a minute later than his friend. Exhausted the young boy fell on top of his friend, his head on his right shoulder, panting and moaning; his lovely blond hair wet and stick to his forehead with sweat. After a few minutes their young bodies recovered their normal breathing, however they were hard asleep. It was too late for them since they normally used to go to bed earlier. They woke up nine hours later; Michel had slipped to his right side during the night, but still he was with his arm round his friend. Probably due to the accumulation of urine in the bladders plus the contact of their bodies, both were hard again. Michel rose a little and lay on his right elbow contemplating his near asleep friend. He thought it was not strange that girls liked Patrick, besides being a good friend, he was very pretty, even prettier than most of the girls. He placed his lovely lips on Patrick's and tenderly kissed him. "I love you, Patrick." He mumbled. Patrick opened his eyes, extended his arms out and dragged his friend to him. "You are a beautiful boy, Michel. Don't you know that?" "If you say it. I hope girls have the same opinion." "I'm sure they have." He looked at nightstand clock. "Well I must remind you we have this morning the match against the senior boys, so we have not much time left." "Do we have time for another.?" "You are incorrigible. Didn't you have enough last night? How does your butt feel?" "Lovely, only a little wet. I suppose it is part of the stuff you put in and your semen." "Let's go to the bathroom." Both jumped from the bed and run to the toilet, and then they went in the large shower. "Let's do the pee fire. Hold your dick and when I count three we will release it spreading your pee on me as if I were the fire to extinguish, I'll do the same to you. "Alright." One, two three!" They aimed their pee streams to each other and as they started to laugh part of it went into each other mouth. Once they were empty they looked amused at each other but suddenly Patrick hugged his friend and their lips met followed by their tongues. After a couple of minutes they broke their kiss. Michel then said: "Do you want to fuck me again, Patrick?" He looked his friend lovingly. "Let's shower first, then, we will decide what to do." "Let's me soap you first, then you can do it to me." Michel took the sponge with some soap and rubbed Patrick's body, when he arrived to his dick, before soaping it, he could not stop putting it into his mouth and starting sucking it." "Please." Patrick moaned. "Please continue the soap job." Michel looked up his friend and grinned as he continued. "Now my turn." Patrick took the sponge and rubbed slowly his friend smooth upper body, then he went to his most appreciate parts, his thighs. He left the sponge aside and with his hand soaped with care the beautiful and smooth legs, from time to time placing kisses on them; Michel moaned in pleasure at his friend touch, he loved that and could not stop moaning. Patrick did the same than Michel had done to him. It was impossible to go ahead without tasting in his mouth that beautiful long sausage, so he took his package into his mouth. "I'm close Patrick, please let's finish the shower." Reluctantly Patrick stopped caring his friend dick, he opened the showerhead and they rinsed. But they were already too excited to go to the bed; Patrick then went on his knees and started sucking Michel. "Let's do it as we did in the school." Patrick nodded and in seconds they were engaged sucking each other in a 69 position. Only a few minutes were necessary to get then to highest orbit of their lust; they squealed as their orgasms reached the peak. They remained tugged to each other breathing hard for a few minutes until they recovered; then dried, dressed, arranged everything and with a light kiss they run downstairs to have breakfast. The housekeeper had prepared breakfast and the boys ate it with an excellent appetite after so much sex exercise. "Remember what the Coach said, we must always play on surface, never aerial, seniors are taller than us so they could beat us very easy, but we are faster than they are." Patrick said between bites. "Yes, but I think we must deceive them, if we can; I suppose they know how we play and they will try to have fun on us." "Sure they will; as soon as we meet Mark we will settle our strategy." They finished breakfast and stay for a few minutes talking about the qualifications that now were on the general board, the three of them and Julia were on the top ranking of their class. Michel said. "My dad is very happy with my qualifications and I suppose that yours are the same." "They are more than happy; they never expected such a good news, but Mark has pushed us all to the top." "Yes, he did." Michel looked at his friend on the eyes. "I am very happy to have you and Mark as my best friends, especially you, Patrick. Thanks for everything." He looked around and not seeing anybody he hugged and kissed Patrick peck. Patrick placed his hand on the younger boy leg and kissed him back. Michel grinned and sighed. "We better go to the school, otherwise we must start again upstairs. "Yes, you are right." They took their backpack and picked up the bikes from the garage. The policeman at the main gate smiled at them and they pedalled to the school. It was Saturday and they saw many boys and girls of all ages, as well as parents, going to the soccer field. They entered into the changing room where most of the team members were changing into the blue baggy shorts and red shirts. Immediately they spotted Mark who was already dressed into the uniform; Patrick hugged and kissed his brother as if a year had elapsed. They were too close brothers and not used to be apart from each other. Mark then hugged Michel tightly. "We are very happy to have you as one of our best friends, Michel." He had talked him in German since the other boys were in the far side of the room. Michel sighed and hugged him back. How was the night?" Michel looked at Patrick and he nodded; he had not secrets for Mark and Michel knew that. "Lovely Mark; I never thought Patrick could be so good and tender." He blushed. "We enjoyed the night and the morning." They had been changing into the playing clothes while they talked, so Patrick could not take his eyes from Michel's beautiful thighs as he added: "And still we have tonight." Mark smirked slyly. "You better stop talking about that, otherwise we will all get hard." They laughed noisily changing into English as the Coach approached with the rest of the boys. All went round him. "Now boys we have the chance to take their euphoria down to a peg. They believe they will rub us." Addressing to the goalkeeper he continued. "John during the first part you are going to bear most of the work, if we end up the first part scored zero they will go into nervous, and the second half will be ours. Mark, Michel and Patrick, you must run as leopards; they are taller than us, but not faster, in that lays our essence. Counter attacks are our main weapon. Now boys I must stress that I don't want any of you be harmed. They are stronger than you are and probably more than one will be on the grass, but I repeat, I don't want any of you being hurt, I prefer to lose the match." All boys loved their coach and with a murmur they jumped into the field. The match started and as the coach had said, the elder boys launched themselves to resolve the match in a few minutes, however, the well organized defence and John's, the goal keeper, performance, frustrated all the efforts; on contrary, a few counter attacks proved they were not invincible, once Michel found himself alone in front of the goal keeper with the ball on his foot, unfortunately the shot went out. After the first 45 minutes the score continued unmoved; the younger boys were feeling so happy as they were at the beginning. During de second half the elder's team coach changed the strategy placing two boys to cover Michel, leaving Patrick and Mark with more space; but Michel run as a hare and the two boys' headache started to increase; they clearly saw that they had underestimated the younger boys. Ten minutes to the end seniors were tired and wanting to finish that nightmare, but that even increase juniors strength. They had talked with John, the goal keeper, a strategy; in a moment he saw him near the division line, he shot the ball to him; he run and as usually pursued by the two boys; to his right side run Mark who was free; he shot the ball to him and when all taller boys thought he would shot, he stopped and sent the ball to Patrick over them making a perfect parabola out of their reach; Patrick shot with his left leg and the ball went into the net and under the tall boy goalkeeper legs. No one expected so a good play; boys, girls, men and women watching the match, shouted and screamed loudly. All juniors boys team came and hugged Patrick making a heap of boys on the grass. Seniors could not explain how these brats were beating them, "the semi-finalist team" of the state seniors league. The match resumed and they tried at least to score 1-1; but they failed, still in their nervousness, Michel escaped from his guardians and shot the ball that chocked against the wood frame. The referee announced the end of the match and the field crowded with enthusiastic fans, especially girls. Julia with Helen near her could stop a sigh when Mark sent her his best smile. Helen run to the field, as many others, hugged and kissed Patrick; in seconds, when his lips were near his cheeks she murmured: "I'll wait for you in the boathouse tomorrow about 11 am." He grinned, but in that time another girl and more boys came to hug him and congratulate for the victory. All boys went to the showers and all hugged to their coach who left them alone to shower and go home, however, he told them next Monday the director had invited the team for a special lunch outside the school. Mark was eager to leave to meet Julia. "Michel you are alone at home, well. not so alone." He rectified grinning looking at them. But Granny told me he wanted us to have lunch at home together; I'll try to convince Julia's mom, even if necessary we'll invite her, too. What do you think?" Patrick looked at Michel and he nodded; he was an educated boy and could not disregard the old lady's invitation. They had planned to spend the full evening engaged in their mutual lovemaking, but he thought they would have time enough during the night. All went to meet Julia and made the proposal to her, she welcomed the idea of being together with Mark without the restrictions imposed by their secret. "I don't know what my mom will say, but I think we have a motivation for it." "I'll ask Granny to convince her." She smiled and without anyone noticing she pressed his hand. Mark pressed hers back and both blushed a little. They left Julia at her home; her mom was not there though she had left a written note she would return within a few minutes, the young couple entered into the house and as soon as they were out of the sight of the others, he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately; immediately his cock grew and was tenting his shorts. They broke their kiss with a sigh. "I love you, Julia." She looked into those eyes she liked so much and gave him a peck on the lips. "I love you, too. What are you going to do with. your tenting? She signalled to his shorts. They laughed. "They are used to see it and are not ignorant boys." They grinned again, a new kiss and Mark left. As they started walking his hard on faded away. Once at home they gladly kissed and hugged Granny. All boys and the little seven- years-old girl deeply loved the old woman; Mark then sat down near her, while his little sister jumped on his lap. "Congratulation boys for your victory! This will add something to our lunch. What would you like to eat? I don't want anyone cooking, so either we go out or I call our restaurant to bring our meal." "We prefer the latter." Patrick said, "We are more comfortable here." He looked at Michel and he nodded. Then Mark intervened. "Granny, what about if we invite Julia and her mom?" The old lady smiled. "Excellent idea, my son. I need to speak to Julia's mom and that would be a great moment to do it. I would have preferred that your parents were present, but they know all about it. I have talked to them." The boys looked a little bit surprised to the lady. "Oh! Don't look so surprised, you all know that Julia and Mark love each other; I believe it is the moment to give that relationship some. let's say formality." Mark was the only one to react and he kissed his grandmother with all his tender love." "I love you, Granny. It was not strange that Grandpa loved you so much." She looked to her adored grandchild and gave him a peck. "Please handle me my cell phone." She dialled Julia's home and had a long talk with her mom; then with Julia. "They will be here about 1:00 pm." She made not further commentary and phoned to their restaurant, ordering lunch for all, included the maid that was assisting her. It was a little chilly outside since they were near Christmas. Julia and her mom came and all boys went outside to receive them. Her mom was overwhelmed with their attentions and Julia eyes sparked when she saw her boy: She was in love as only a twelve-years-old girl can be. Lunch was served and happily all celebrated that victory. "Please boys and girls, I need privately to speak to Mrs. Martinez. You can go upstairs to the playroom while I have a cup of coffee with her." Julia's mom knew that her daughter was in love with Mark; at the beginning she was not very pleased because she was very young, but she thought more that once that she had the same age of her daughter when she started loving her husband, even secretly they enjoy their bed until got married; not very often but whenever they could. She had never released that secret to her daughter, but that was the truth and she never regretted those moments that were the sweetest ones of her life. However, many mothers normally think that what they did was not right and wanted their daughters or sons to behave differently. The boys run upstairs gladly. Patrick knew very well his brother, so he dragged little Margaret and Michel to the playroom and left Julia and Mark alone in their bedroom. That was probably the first time they would enjoy real privacy, thought for a short time. As soon as they went into the room Julia blushed because she knew what they wanted. Mark took her from behind and turned her around; their mouths met followed by their tongues. It was warm inside plus the heating emanating from their bodies they started to sweat. Julia slipped her hands under her boy's shirt and started rubbing his strong back and chest muscles. How she loved that! How good it felt! She trembled only to the contact. She felt Mark's palm over her little breasts and she could not stop her breath starting to increase. Mark dragged her to the bed and she knew she liked that but they had planned to do it in a quiet place, but could she stop her boy? She was very weak in his hands, she only could murmur: "Please my love, please." Mark knew what her concerns were and he was determined to enjoy the momentum but being loyal to his word. They were terribly excited; he kissed her round the neck, ears and finally those lovely lips at the same time he dragged up her blouse, appearing in front of his eyes that beautiful little bra covering the undeveloped nipples and breasts; he took it out and tossed on the chair, then lay on top of her and put the erect nipple into his mouth. Julia could not resist Mark's caresses and she surprisingly started panting and wanting him to put his dick into her cunt. She arched her hips to meet his cock that she had noted hard. Mark guessed they both were near his orgasms in spite of not being totally naked. He quickly took his shorts and underwear off and her skirt. Both were naked except for the thin fabric waterproof pants that covered her most private parts. Their bodies shook and with their mouth together they reached their first real orgasm being naked. Mark started to spurt his semen on top of her belly as she groaned in pleasure; beads of sweat running from their foreheads. With their legs crossed and his hard dick pressing against her belly he fell near her. "I love you Julia; I immensely love you." Still breathing heavily she turned a little bit to her left side and kissed his boy tenderly. "I love you, too, Mark. I never thought I could love someone as I love you." But they were too young to empty so soon, Mark cock was still hard and poking against her belly. She moved a little bit away and looked at medium size penis of the teenager; she extended her hand and touched it carefully. Mark gasped in pleasure. "Do you like it?" Mark could not articulate a word, his breath increased, and then he placed his hands on her nipple and started circling with his palm the still wet nipples. She again lost control of her; Mark then stopped while he put his arms round her and started to pet her neck, her chest and then her nipples. He immensely loved those little nubs. He could not stop, he was not now so excited but his dick wanted a real great release. He caressed Julia's body and notice how wide still were her hips, the same as his; they still needed to grow a lot before their bodies became into an adults; but now they were able to enjoy their contacts. He started again with the initiative and licked and sucked her nipple, then, he descended to her navel and put his tongue in it. He felt her hands on top of his head and how she caressed his curly hair; both were increasingly being excited; Julia's body moved as Mark touched her; she wanted to rub his dick but it was far away from her, so she rubbed his neck and shoulders sending him waves of warm pleasures. He placed his left hand between her thighs and she instinctively spread them to give a better access to his boy. Mark now was kneeled near her, he then took the elastic band of her pants and pulled them down to her thighs; she knew what would come after. She could not stop him because her body wanted that, but something inside her brains was telling her that this was not the moment. A murmur and a few words came out her throat: "No my love.! Mark grinned; he saw the beautiful cunt with only a few pubes, still with pink lips, and when she thought he would put his boy meat into her, she was astonished to see how he bent and started licking and sucking her juices. When he put his tongue into her vagina, she squealed in pleasure, she pulled up her hips to meet his tongue. Then Mark replaced her pants and put his dick on top of her cunt, only separated by the thin fabric. She felt his boy cock along her cunt and both started moving frenzy. She hugged him very tight to her trying to pull his dick into her. Their young bodies exploded in passion as they were hit by the best of orgasm they could have imagined, spreading Mark's seed all over her belly. Exhausted they lay on the bed panting and gasping for air. In a minute they drifted to sleep. They did not know how long had been asleep, but a light knocks on the door awaked them. "Mark, please, come on; Granny is calling us downstairs." It was Patrick. They quickly got up, kissed lightly and smiled. "I need a quick shower, Mark." "That door is our private bathroom. Get it while I talk to the boys." He quickly cleaned himself with a towel and got dressed while Julia had a shower to remove his boy spunk. A few minutes later they were all having lunch; when they finished entered into the library. Granny then said: "Mrs. Martinez and I have talked about Julia's future; since it concerns both of you, I want to tell you all about." Patrick knew that was not his business and that Mark would tell him later; he looked at his grandmother and she understood the look and the question in his grandchild's eyes; she then added: "This has nothing to do with you Patrick and I suppose you are more than wanting to come back to Michel's. Both blushed. "Yes, Granny. If you excuse us." They gave a kiss to Mrs. Martinez and Granny, took their bikes and returned to Michel's to spend a new and wonderful evening. They did more or less as the previous night, but this time the leading was in Michel's hands, except rubbing his lovely thighs. We will meet then later. When they left, Margaret sat on the living room's carpet watching some cartoons on the TV. "Please, Julia, Mark; sit down." The old lay said÷ as they obeyed looked at each other a little bit embarrassed and she started: "Mark, I'll try no to be a pain." The girl and the boy grinned as she continued: "Since I knew Julia, I was concerned about her education. It could not be spoiled an intelligence like hers and let alone when I knew you were in love each other." Julia and Mark blushed. "Oh don't worry; it is not new on the earth! You are too young to get a firm compromise as used to be in the old times, therefore, independently of what you do with your relationship in the future, I have funded a bank insurance for Julia in order she can go to the best university of this country once she finished his school; the only condition is that she continues working hard as up to now. In the years to come, you will let's know what you wish to do with your lives; nevertheless, while you grow up, your petting must be restricted to this and Julia's house. Nobody out of our families must know anything about our consent since that would only lead to gossips. You are responsible persons and we trust on you, but this society would not understand it." Mark and Julia did not know what to say. Julia took Mark's hand and firstly spoke. "Mom, Granny, I loved you a lot before today, but, but, but." She could not stop her tears coming down her lovely cheeks; she launched into her mom's arms and Mark did the same with Granny. When they relaxed stood and looking into each other eyes they hugged and kissed tenderly in front of their grownups family." Mark then said. "Thanks Mrs. Martinez, we promise, you won't have any complaint about us on our behaviour, so I just ask you to let me see Julia apparently as two good friends, but she is more than that because we have planned." They blushed deeply, but bravely continued. "We have planned to get married before we go to the university." The ladies laughed and Mrs. Martinez said: "You have my blessing, Mark; I hope to be a young grand mother." They all laughed again, Julia pressed his boy's hand and dragged him to the next room, there she took his face in her hands and they kissed passionately. As they left the library Julia's mom said: "You are right, Mrs. Wilhelm. We could stop them now doing what their love requests, but within a couple of years they would see the way to do whatever they liked in our back, as many do in cars or wherever they can; letting them clearly know we agree with their love, we will have control on them, besides we have gained their affection." "That's what matters most, because they would see the way of doing whatever they wanted in a way or another." Chapter 8 As soon as Patrick and Michel arrived at home, left the bikes in the garage and went upstairs to his room. Normally no one would disturb them until dinner, nevertheless Patrick locked the door because he liked to be hundred per cent sure about it. They were horny boys and soon as they were into the room Patrick undressed and pushed Michel to the bed; slowly he took off Michel's socks and then his jeans; his mouth was watering seeing the smooth velvety thighs; he bent over and started licking the smooth skin. He could see the tent formed his underwear by the younger boy's hard cock. Michel gasped as Patrick's hands approached to his crotch; he slid his hands under the underwear and rubbed the hot cock and balls. Michel moaned in pleasure; he had placed his hands on top of Patrick's head and was caressing his silky hair. Patrick then introduced two fingers under the elastic waistband and dragged the underwear out of his legs. He loved that beautiful boy and his cock, so in seconds he took it into his mouth and started sucking it. "Please Patrick, let me suck your dick, I need it." Patrick smiled and turning around he went on top of his friend in a 69 position. Michel liked a lot that lovely butt; he massaged his cheeks, parted them and started licking Patrick's pucker nerve endings. Michel felt Patrick's wet cock on his upper chest pushing against it as his friend moaned at his tongue contact. "Michel, fuck my butt, but not with your tongue, but with your hard cock. That's too good." Michel grinned, but he thought they needed that first evening release, so after a few more licks, he took Patrick's cock into his mouth and eagerly started sucking it while his hand massaged his ball sack. Only a minute later he felt as Patrick pushed down his cock into his mouth and the known flavour of his semen spurt on his tongue. That's was more than enough for him; a spasm went thru his whole body, he arched his hips as Patrick increased his sucking reaching that lovely warm sensation of his orgasm. Panting they slid to their sides leaving each other cock free as they were getting flaccid. Michel then recovered his original position and lay facing his friend; both were sweating; they grinned and their lips joined in a long wet kiss. "Are you sure that you want me to fuck your butt? I have never fucked anyone before." Patrick smirked and kissed his friend again. He felt honoured being the person that would get rid of that beautiful boy's virginity. "Yes I am. I fact I am paying you back; besides, you have a lovely cock that would not need any Vaseline, your precum will be enough. Do you want to do it now or tonight? "We have time enough tonight, now I prefer to be with you here on the bed naked after our release, I am sure that within a few minutes we will start again because my cock is getting hard. What about to play with the play-station? I challenge you to beat me! "Right; if I win, I'll fuck you, otherwise you will do it to me." "Fantastic!" Both boys jumped from the bed, their cock semi erected again. As Michel walked to the adjacent room Patrick looked to that beautiful round butt cheeks and his cock got hard as a rock again. Michel looked back as he put on the machine and grinned slyly because he knew what his friend was looking at. "Do you think we will end the play? "I can stop watching your butt and your thighs, especially when you walk and make those beautiful waggles, they are so beautiful.! Saying that Patrick cupped Michel's butt in his hands and started massaging them; Michel gasped as he felt his friend's hands on his sensitive butt. "Do we play on the computer or shall we return to the bed? Patrick sighed, took his friend face and kissed him again while his left hand descended to his cock and balls starting stroking him. Michel could not resist, put his hands round Patrick hips and dragged him to the soft carpet floor. Their mouths again close and tongues swirling inside. Patrick turned over so Michel was on top of him. He loved his hair and his whole body, but the same happened to Michel. The younger boy started moving up and down as their cocks rubbed against each other. Soon they were in a frenzy action; Patrick felt his orgasm approaching, he put his cock between Michel's legs and in seconds he pushed up and his dick started spurting his small load landing his spurts on his friend's butt cheeks. Michel pulled down as he also was hit with a tremendous dry orgasm while he fucked Patrick's navel. They remained for a few minutes panting, when recovered Michel said: "Let's play with the computer." Patrick grinned, then he said: "Wait a minute, I must clean you of my spunk." Michel thought he would take a towel, but instead Patrick kneeled on the floor and his tongue flicked out starting to lick those lovely globes that he loved so much. When he finished Michel kissed him savouring the flavour of his semen. After a while finally they sat in front of the console and started on the play- station. As any boy, soon they were engrossed in the play forgetting their nakedness and their dicks. More than an hour later they were draw 2-2. In that moment they heard some knocks on the door announcing to the boys the dinner was ready; reluctantly they put off the computer, dressed only with shirt and trousers and went to the large kitchen to dine. After dinner they watched some soccer results on the TV and a movie of adventures. They drank a glass of milk offered by the housekeeper and said goodnights. Hand in hand the boys run upstairs, locking their room; in seconds they were naked again and ready to start the last part of their sleepover. Patrick lay on his back and extended out his arms to his beautiful friend, Michel launched himself on top of his friend and they started kissing passionately; a couple of minutes later their saliva dribbled thru their chins and their cock were wet with abundant precum. "Now I want you to fuck me, Michel. If you like, I can do it to you later, but now is your turn to fuck me hard. You don't need to put any lube in me; your precum will be enough. How would you like to do it?" "I prefer as you did to me; I want to kiss you and have available your cock and balls, however I'll put some Vaseline in your butt and on my cock, I want you to enjoy it as I do, if you don't mind, of course." "No, I don't mind at all." He said smiling; their pricks were already very hard. Patrick raised his legs to his chest and exposed his pink hole to his friend; Michel gasped in anticipation and his cock started jerking with each heartbeat. He took a glob of the whitish cream on his fore and middle fingers and directly pushed into Patrick's butt; Patrick moaned a little as he felt a light pain, but soon Michel started gyrating his fingers inside his butt and Patrick again moaned, but this time of pleasure; another glob of Vaseline into his hole and a third smeared on his long a thing cock. He was excited and seeing so near Patrick's hard cock he could not stop himself and took it into his mouth. Patrick groaned and put his hands on top of his friend's head. "Come on, Michel, fuck me. Don't drag back your cock foreskin, otherwise you will miss the lovely sensation caused by my ring muscles." "Alright, are you ready? Patrick nodded. Michel took his boy meat with his right hand and aimed to that pink closed hole, his other hand cupping Patrick's whole package. He pushed hard and easily entered into Patrick's well greased and trained pucker; in a single push he went totally inside; he felt the lovely sensation as his cock foreskin was forced back by Patrick's ring muscles. He moaned in pleasure and with erratic breath he asked his friend: "Are you alright, Patrick? This is fantastic, it feel lovely." "Yes, I am alright, now start fucking me hard and don't stop until I tell you." Michel needed not more arguments, he started throbbing his cock into his friend butt; firstly slowly and after a few seconds he could not control himself, he was like a rabbit. That was too much for him and in a minute he reached the peak of the most wonderful dry orgasm he had ever experienced. He fell on top of his friend breathing heavily; Patrick caressed his friend hair and kissed him, he understood what had happened to him. When he recovered the breath raised his head and kissed Patrick on the lips. "Sorry Patrick I have been so fast, but it is so, so wonderful.! Patrick grinned and kissed his friend back. "You don't need to sorry about, I am enjoying it as much as you are; you have left me near at the peak, but I prefer it, because now it will be even greater." They started kissing passionately as Michel was moving up and down his hard cock into his friend's bowels; this time took it longer but, as Patrick said greater. They were panting again and moaning, the only sound it could be heard in the room was their moans. Patrick felt how his prostate was continuously rubbed and his cock jerked off by Michel, he in a paroxysm of lust extended his legs round his friend hips treating to get into him as much of Michel's cock as possible and started spurting his semen, with such a force that the first shot reached his chin. This got Michel mad and with seconds of difference he reached his second dry orgasm with a final thrust. Both were panting hard and sweating; Exhausted Michel dropped himself on top of his friend, his head on his left shoulder. They remained quiet for about ten minutes, their eyes closed and involved in their thoughts. Dicks were flaccid and Michel's came out from Patrick's. Patrick started caressing Michel's hair giving some pecks. "I love you, Michel." The smaller boy raised his head and met Patrick's eyes; they kissed and Michel licked his friend's chin to remove his semen. "I love you too. Patrick, you will never know how much I thank you for your friendship and love." He did not wait the answer from his friend. He glued his lips on Patrick's and started kissing him, but this time with love. After a minute or so, he slid himself to his side, his left leg crossed in the middle of Patrick's, so that their cocks were touching. "I would like I could produce cum like you, because it has been wonderful." He wanted to ask his friend to repeat their fucking again because he felt how his cock was getting hard, however he knew Patrick's needed more time to recover. Patrick noticed that and his cock had also started getting hard. "It will not take much time you start spurting semen, your balls have softened and hung a little, I believe within a couple of months you will be a little man, like I am." Patrick grinned and was thinking about past experiences with his knew friend. Yes, he was sure about what Patrick was telling him; this increased his needs and Patrick noticed his hardness. "You are insatiable, Michel, I'm feeling you cock getting hard again." The blond boy smiled and started kissing and sucking Patrick nipples. "Yes. I would not be honest if I say otherwise." Patrick ruffled his hair he perfectly knew what was in his friend's mind because it had happened to him with his brother Mark. "Tonight is your night, would you like to repeat it?" "Oh yes. Can we. can we do it in doggy?" He blushed when he said that. Patrick grinned because he thought he would like to fuck his friend in the same position, too. "No problem, you need to experience different ways. I will do it to you when you finish, because I am hard, too. But now I am hungry; I suppose the fridge is still well supplied." For an answer Michel jumped from the bed, his cock shining with the wetness accumulated between Patrick's legs. As he bent over to extract food from the fridge Patrick locked his sight on those lovely butt globes, jumped from the bed and started massaging them. Michel gasped as he felt his friend's hands on him. "I want to fuck you again, Michel; you have the most beautiful butt I have ever seen." Michel turned his head; he had the plates full of sandwiches on his hands. "I suppose you firstly want to eat food." Patrick slyly grinned. "Yes. Let's feed our stomachs; our cock can wait." They sat on the soft carpet with their leg crossed as Indians and during half an hour filled their young stomachs, drinking juices and eating sandwiches. After finishing Patrick made a sounded belch followed by Michel, both boys started laughing. Patrick put the empty dishes on top of the fridge and quickly launched himself on Michel. They wrestled for a while, as their dicks were hard again, Michel glued his lips on Patrick's and kissed him passionately. "Now fuck me, Michel, but don't jerk me off because I want to fuck your beautiful bum afterwards." Saying that he went on four legs spreading his legs and his head on his arms, so his still wet rosebud pucker was showing up to Michel; the younger boy gasped only seeing the object of his wishes and the hanging balls between his friend legs. Michel guided his cock to the waiting hole with his right hand, while with his left he could not stop himself on cupping Patrick's balls. He slowly pushed and easily his thin but long dick entered dragging back the foreskin. He moaned in pleasure. "Oh! Oh Patrick, it feels so, so good.!" He started humping into his friend, both moaning but Michel in a minute was near his dry orgasm again. He went in frenzy moves as he gave a final thrust and bent on top of his friend breathing heavily. Patrick knew how his friend was feeling and his own cock was spilling precum excited. "Come on Michel, go for a second!" He encouraged his friend. He noticed Michele's cock was hard and was aware that a dry orgasm did not lessen his strength and was able to start again within a couple of minutes. As Patrick thought, Michele started again his thrusts into his butt and he had to make a great effort to keep his own cock untouched preventing his orgasm. This time took longer to Michel, he was sweating and his lovely blond hair stick to his forehead as he moved in/out passionately with his hands round Patrick's hips. He continued humping for a few minutes as he reached again the point of not return, but this time stronger than the previous moments. He squealed in pleasure as he gave the final thrust into Patrick's butt, falling exhausted on top of his friend. Patrick stretched out his legs allowing the younger boy to rest flat on top of him; he could notice his heavy breath on his back neck. They remained quiet for a few minutes to Michel being recovered, because Patrick's cock was harder than ever, nevertheless this rest allowed his passion to cool down. Once he recovered his breath he moved out of Patrick's butt making a lovely sound as his cock abandoned the warm cavity. "Patrick, that has been the best, I think my cock will be satisfied for a whole week." Patrick turned to his side so they were now facing each other; he kissed a peck on the blond boy upright nose. "That's good, but I think you are wrong." They grinned because he knew his friend was right. "Now is my turn, my cock is looking forward to enter in your premises; let's do it on the bed." They jumped onto the large bed, Michel took the four legs position and Patrick started applying some Vaseline into Michel's butt, first with one finger and then with two. "Lay on your right side as you sleep cuddled into me." He did as told and raised his left leg a little; Patrick spread some Vaseline on his cock and guided it to that beautiful butt hole; he pushed slowly and noticed how the head went in easily; he retrieved a little and pushed again. "Is it alright, Michel? Please let me know if I hurt you, now leave your leg as normal." The boy did not answer but comply with Patrick's words; he was near asleep. Patrick pushed again and his cock entered to the hilt, then put his left hand on his friend's hip and tried to start jerking his peg that was flaccid. "That feels good, Patrick; go ahead and make of it your best fuck." Patrick slowly started fucking Michel; he wanted to enjoy those moments of ecstasy so he tried not to be so hurry; he moaned with every thrust as his foreskin was dragged back and forward spitting precum inside Michel's warm cavity that made even easier his fucking. He increased the pace as he started rubbing his friend's cock now erected; Patrick noticed how his friend was moaning in spite he had reached twice his dry orgasm some minutes before. Now Patrick was breathing and sweating as he pumped his cock into Patrick; he could not stop the increase of his thrust and soon he knew would reach the point of not return; Michel had stretched his legs a little as he also was approaching a new dry orgasm. Suddenly Patrick stopped his frenzy moves. "Have you come? Patrick barely could speak. "No, I, I just want to cool down a little." After a minute of quietness Patrick resumed his thrusts, this time he knew he could not stop, so he started again slowly fucking Michel's butt and stroking his hard thin long cock. In a minute the speed of his thrusts increased. Michel felt his friend's breath on his back neck and that brought him to the limit of his resistance as a new a wonderful sensation built in his loins and went to the tip of his cock. He replaced Patrick's hand and started madly stroking his own cock; he felt as Patrick groaned as gave a final thrust pulling Michel's hips to him trying to get as deeper as possible into his friend's butt. Both boys reached their climaxes near at the same time. Patrick never had enjoyed a fucking like this, except when he fucked his brother for the first and only time. In the bliss after their release Patrick started kissing his friend's ears and cheeks. "I love you, Michel." Michel wanted to turn and face his friend but he loved the feeling of his cock inside him and wanted it there. "I love you too, Patrick." Saying that the younger boy extended his hand and dragged the covers on their bodies; put the lights off and in seconds they were hard asleep. About 10:00 am they woke up, had a quick shower among laughs and had breakfast; after an exchange of sights Patrick said: "I'll see you tomorrow in the school." He put his hand on Michel thigh under the table and with a whisper he said: "You have the most beautiful thighs I ever seen, my dick is getting hard again." Michel looked at his friend as the maid left the kitchen, he grinned. "I'm too; if you want, we can go upstairs for a quick release." Patrick looked at his watch. "No, a girl is waiting for me and I must be punctual. Besides you said that you dick was satisfied for a whole week, didn't you?" "Lucky man." They grinned to each other, stood and Patrick took his bike and backpack. As he was pedalling to Helen's house, he could not stop thinking about the wonderful evening they had had. He loved that boy, especially those wonderful legs, but he wanted to check against Helen's, because of that he rejected the idea of having more sex during the morning, he wanted to reserve his energies for her, just in case. Round 11:00 he approached the boathouse; he neared the door and it opened without him touching it. Helen was in the door waiting for him; she looked around and pushed him inside. She was dressed in a white and short skirt over her knees and a thick wool pullover. Her cheeks were red since the house was very warm. Patrick could see her lovely thighs and his dick started to get hard. He looked at her in the eyes; they knew what they wanted but none of them knew how to start, especially the hot girl. She went around and locked the door; Patrick could not resist the temptation and hugged her from behind, placing his hands on her beautiful breasts. She quickly moved around, placed her arms round Patrick's neck and kissed him passionately. As two hot animals and without exchanging a single word Patrick lifted her in his arms and with a little difficulty he carried her onto the bed. In seconds he was naked and his dick showing in all its glory spitting the first drops of precum. "I wanted this since I saw you in the theatre, hot girl." She slyly smiled and started get undressed, but Patrick stopped her. "Let me do it, I like to discover your beautiful premises." She grinned as her voice a little cracked said: "I want that, too. Please promise you will be tender." "I'll do whatever you want; I'm sure you will like it." He looked into her blue eyes a little bit concerned as he said: "Helen, I'll shoot cum, not a great quantity but enough to get you pregnant as I suppose you are already.you know." "Yes, I have just finished menstruation, but there is not any risk, nevertheless my dad is a MD and has provided me with "the-day-after pill." Patrick looked worried. "Does he know about us doing.?" "No, he doesn't, but he spoke me very clear all about the pros and cons of having sex. He approves me enjoying having safe sex, on contrary of my mom, she doesn't know anything about, she is very conservative." Patrick smiled and kissed her on the lips introducing his tongue inside her little and beautiful mouth. She immediately responded with the same action; he unbuckled her tight bra and two beautiful straight twelve-year-old-girl teats came out. Before he could realise he was sucking those lovingly nipples and his left hand rubbing the smooth skin of Helen's thighs. He felt her hands on his head caressing his hair; she was grunting of pleasure and close to an imminent orgasm. Patrick, without leaving his sucking, ripped down her skirt and went on top of her. Their young bodies could not resist that new sensation. Helen, panting, instinctively raised her hips to meet his boy's meat. As soon as Patrick's cock touched her thighs he moaned loudly as his dick started spurting the small load of semen on her pants. It has been so quick that he was amazed how she had excited him so much in spite he had so much sex the previous night with Michel. This could not be compared with his sex with his friend or his brother. "That was fantastic!" he thought. They were breathing heavily with gasps; he had laid his head on top of her chest and could hear her heartbeats slowing down and getting normal pulse- rate; his mouth was close to her left nipple that he could reach with her tongue. He raised his head and looked at that little fat face with red and thick lips. "That was good Patrick. You were fantastic! I never thought it was so, so good." Patrick grinned satisfied and placing his lips on hers started kissing deeply into her mouth. "That's nothing compared with what will come later." "Your dick is still hard, Patrick. How can it be? I thought once you have released it would get flaccid." "You and your body do the miracle." She smirked with a wish of many happy returns to the previous moments. She then, put his finger on one of the stain on her pants and tasted the semen. She made a grimace. "It has an strange flavour, not bad, a little salty." Patrick smiled because he liked it when his brother spurted into his mouth. He loved that rare flavour as he loved the precum from Michel. Thinking about them and looking to Helen his cock started drooling precum; he then, took a little on the tip of his finger and put into her mouth. She sucked his finger and savoured it smiling. "That's better. It tastes like blood." "I want to taste yours." Patrick said. She grinned as he dragged her pants down to her ankles and to the floor. Before him, it was a young still pink pussy with a few pubes growing on his upper part. In that moment his animal part started on his brain; he badly wanted to put his dick deep into that lovely place; however he reasoned himself that if he did that it would be the last time he would fuck her. Mark had advised him a few times that the first time was very important for a girl; if he made her to enjoy it, she would always be ready to be fucked, otherwise she would hate him. He carefully started licking her neck and kissing her from time to time. She was very hot and always looking at his hard dick. He continued sucking and licking her breasts, she moaned loudly, near screaming; he descended to her navel an then, when she expected him to fuck her, he missed her pussy and licked and bitted the smoothest skin he had ever touched in her upper thighs; even better than Michel's. She had her eyes closed and was panting and gasping. ú"Fuck me, Patrick; please, fuck me" She moaned. But Patrick knew that the girl was a virgin and he had read in the school's library about "intercourse" as they called to fuck, that normally it could hurt, nevertheless, his dick was not that big as an adult man's. He thought best to wait. He bent on her and licked her pussy; her juices tasted very much the same as his precum. He was very excited and his cock strangely harder than ever. He heard her repeating: "Fuck me, Patrick; please, fuck me." Patrick could not resist anymore, he kneeled between her spread legs and guided his drooling dick into place; he pushed and easily it went in for few centimetres, but something stopped going further. He was losing control of himself helped by Helen moans; he felt her hands rubbing his back and pushing down his butt cheeks; he retracted and as they were near the peak of getting their approaching orgasm, he pushed hard down; she squealed as she felt a sharp pain when her seal was near torn. Patrick retracted a little and pushed again even harder than before; his dick smoothly entered her to the hilt as she squealed again with a mix of a tremendous pleasure and pain; but Patrick was engrossed in his animal action; he retracted and again pushed deep into her. Both yelled as two hot animals in ecstasies when their bodies were hit by that lovely orgasm, she pushed down Patrick's butt cheek in the paroxysm of his pleasure. Patrick spurted once, two, three. times; until he was empty. Sweating he collapsed on top of her; still with his dick fully buried into her pussy; he slid himself to her left side dragging partially her on top of him, so their heads were on the pillow facing each other but her cunt was on top of him. She too, was sweating and still panting with her eyes closed. Ten minutes elapsed from their hot climax that took Helen's virginity away until they looked into each other eyes. "It has been a good fuck, wasn't it?" Patrick said. She for an answer kissed him grinning. "Thanks Patrick. You did it very well; that's what I expected, but I had read a lot about this moment; a friend of mine bled a lot and her mom had to take her to the doctor." She smiled guessing the moment. "Can you imagine? And that was because she wanted a big dick into her, so her sixteen-year-old cousin fucked her for the first time." "This, as wine, you must start with little quantity." Both smiled happily. They fucked again using new techniques until it was near lunchtime. Then they had a shower and opened the fridge; they had lunch to replace their strength. They were lying on bed, their hands entwined as she asked: "Patrick, have you ever fucked a butt?" He did not know what to say. "Where are you going to?" "Well, I would liked to enjoy this and many others mix." "What do you mean? Do you want somebody else with us?" She blushed. "Patrick, I am hot and I want to experiment everything. Why not? Yes, I would like to do it in a triple. I saw some porno pictures and must be fantastic. The problem is to find the right person who would keep his mouth shut; unfortunately there is not many, because most of the boys are bigmouths." Patrick grinned slyly. She looked at him and she knew he had understood. "I think I have the right person; the only problem is that he does not spurt semen yet, but he is the hottest boy for our business." She smiled. "That would be fantastic because I would not need to care about get pregnant while he is fucking me; however he must be ready to be fucked by you. I want to see it." Patrick thought for a moment in order she believed Michel could not accept that condition. "I don't know whether Michel will accept to be fucked. To be honest, we have sucked and jacked off each other; however he badly want to fuck a girl." She immediately enthusiastically said: "Fantastic! In that case he would be the right person. He could fuck me while you fuck him. With that he won't be able to tell anyone." Patrick grinned. "I'll ask him. Do you know you are a little witch? She giggled back. "Yes, I know; it is the only way to fuck you." Both youngsters smiled and resumed their sex until they collapsed exhausted. They had a shower, ate something and Patrick pedalled to his house whistling happily. "There will be a lot of fun ahead, and much now that Christmas are approaching." He thought. When he arrived at home Mark was lying on their bed with his sight fixed on some point in the ceiling, his dick tenting his shorts, obviously he was thinking about the events that had taken place a few hours before. He loved his beautiful and intelligent girlfriend, he repeated the word and savoured it; he extended his hand and started rubbing his dick. "I must tell Patrick all about." He thought. In that moment Patrick entered and saw his dear brother on the bed; he closed the door and immediately lay near him. "I'll do it, Mark." They kissed as usual on the lips and Patrick dragged Mark's shorts to his ankles and in seconds he had his brother cock in his mouth sucking it eagerly. Mark closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure with his brother ministrations. A few minutes later he arched his hips, groaned and started spurting his load into Patrick's mouth. When he recovered, extended out his arms and hugged his loved brother. "What about you, Patrick?" "Oh! I'm more than satisfied." They grinned and Patrick told his brother all about the boathouse and the Helen's proposal. Mark told Patrick all about the agreement with Julia's mom and the family. "She is now part of our family, isn't it Mark?" "Yes, I am proud of her, Patrick. I would have liked you felt the same for Helen." Patrick looked at his brother and grinned slyly. "She is a good girl Mark, but I think she is a little whore." Mark looked to Patrick amazed. "Patrick! You shouldn't say that about a girl! "I won't say it to anybody except to my brother, but I am sure she is. I would never marry a girl like she is, even if she is the richest and the most intelligent girl in the world." Mark did not reply and they changed the subject. The following day, Monday, was a chilly one so after lunch nobody went out to the soccer field. They had had a meeting with the principal and the teacher's board and all had congratulated the team. Michel and Patrick quickly finished their lunch and, while Julia, Helen and Mark remained at the table talking as good friends, they went to the playing room and sat in a corner; Michel was eagerly wanting Patrick to tell him all about. Patrick explained how they spent the afternoon and he opened his lovely mouth in disbelief when he heard Helen's proposal. "Fucking shit!" He exclaimed. "I think I will need some soap to wash that mouth of yours. What would think your English classmates if they heard you speaking like that?" They grinned and Michel did not care about his best friend's words. "Only to think about that I am getting hard. I think I will jerk off until my dick is soared." They laughed. "I might help you if you let me rub those beautiful thighs of yours." They laughed again and stood as they heard the bell calling the students to their respective classes. Mark accompanied Julia everyday to his house and they made plans for their future; they did strong efforts in order not to disclose what for the rest was obvious, especially for their most close friends, they were in love! As justification of preparing a final Christmas work, Mark, Michel and Patrick, met near everyday after returning from school with Julia, alternatively using their respective houses, though all preferred Julia's home. Always they had the chance to leave alone the lovers in order they could express what their hearts felt for each other. On Thursday two events took place in the school. When they finished lunch, went as usual to the soccer playground; they saw Helen and some other girls cheering them, she approached Patrick in a moment and as if she were making a yoke she said: "Did Michel agree?" "He reluctantly did. He is not very happy with. you know." She grinned. "He will be happy next Saturday afternoon. My parents are travelling to Paris on Friday for the weekend; they have invited me but I have declined the idea; it is more fun here than seeing that stupid tower." They smiled and without any more comments they separated. As soon as he joined Michel he told him the news. He could not be happier." "That's fantastic, my parents are in Germany so I can tell my assistant that I will be sleeping over at yours. You can tell your parents the same." They laughed but Patrick said: "I can't, because they are in a Convention in Berlin, too, so I'll tell Granny, but I must tell her the truth, I can't lie her; she is our confident and we can trust on her." "Will you tell her all about?" "Don't be silly, Michel! But she is very clever and will guess it without telling anything, but she must know where we are, just in case." "That's good idea. You are very lucky having a grandmother like Granny." "Yes, you can bet." They continued their chat until entering into the classroom. They saw Helen, and Patrick approached her on her bench. "It will be great playing chess with you." "Okay Patrick, I'll find sometime to do it." They smiled and Patrick returned to his seat now near Michel. "Is it okay?" "Yes. We'll sleep in the boathouse." The little German grinned widely, he then murmured on Patrick's ears: "I'm already hard." Patrick smiled again. "You better get ideas of what we can do. I don't think we will have much time to sleep." They heard the teacher calling for attention. Julia was sat near Mark in the library and from time to time Mark rubbed his knee "accidentally" against hers. She started putting down her ideas regarding the subject that the teacher had explained; however on an extra page she wrote for him to read: "I have good news for you. Don't get any engagement for this weekend." He trembled because he guessed it, but was not sure. When they finished school that Friday, Patrick and Michel were busy talking and left them free to talk. "Please Julia. I am." During a couple of seconds she looked into those beautiful eyes she adored, and blushed: "We, we, we'll spend the weekend together in my house. Mom is leaving before lunch for Germany. I think she is attending to a medical convention in Berlin together with her boyfriend." Many things came at same time to his mind but he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he postponed for later on. "At what time shall I come?" "As usual as if we were preparing a work, however nightfall come early so nobody will notice that you don't leave." She blushed again. Mark trembled as all his emotions came to his young mind. He thought he would consummate his love with his future wife as early as they were; but life, as Granny said, is too short to waste or misuse a single minute. They said goodbye as two good friends. A few minutes after her arrival, a taxi stopped at the gate. Julia's mom kissed her: "Julia, be a good girl; I expect to give you good news on next Monday. Should you have any problem, please call Mrs. Wilhelm, she will solve it. "Thanks mom. Have a good trip and enjoy your stay in Europe." They kissed; she boarded the taxi and disappeared round the corner. Julia sighed thinking on her determination to reach her maximum intimacy with Mark; she was sure he was not a common boy and she adored him; he was so, so handsome. Mark arrived home; Patrick and Michel were upstairs and he could hear their laughs, he knew something especial was going to happen to both brothers. Well, not exactly, Patrick had already enjoyed the sweet moment of fucking a girl, but he thought about Julia and he felt a lot of shame about the word he had just used, he rejected with all his heart to use that with Julia; "We'll make love, truly love. I love her too much to spoil a single thought about being dirty. We'll marry tonight." He saw Granny in the library, entered and kissed her, he them sat on her lap and hugged her tenderly. She looked into her favourite child's eyes. "I think you have something to tell me. Am I right, my son?" "When will I be able to lie you, Granny? "Never. And don't even try it." Mark kissed her again. "Granny, we, we. I mean Julia and I, we will spend together this weekend at her home." She kept silence for a few seconds, them she looked at Mark's deep black eyes and smiled. "I don't need to recommend you anything, son; only be the most tender man in the world. She is the future mother of your children, so, she is part of you. If you have any problem, please immediately contact me; nobody else. Right? Besides, nobody must know it, except your parents and her mother, and only in the instance that you are being asked." "Yes Granny, right." "While you shower, think about a list of items you might need, especially food. If not, I'll do it myself and order it, so you don't need to leave empty their fridge." Mark smiled. "Okay Granny." I would like to go with her and buy everything we might need, but I know it is too risky, mostly since her mom is not at home. He went upstairs and found Michel and Patrick on his desk finishing their weekend home works; he thought to do the same and joined them. When he finished he took his backpack. "I'm going to Julia's, we have some problems to solve in our common task. They looked each other and grinned. "Okay, we'll see you on Sunday, I'm going to stay in Michel's, I'll sleep over there." "Have a fine weekend, boys." "The same to you, brother." They giggled and Mark left for his destination, a few minutes later, he was knocking on Julia's door. Chapter 9 Julia opened the door, they looked into each other eyes realising of that historical moment in their lives. She closed the door and both went into a tight hug, then they kissed a long and tender kiss. They separated and Mark stroked his girl silk black hair. "I love you, Julia. I'll never stop loving you." They kissed again. She gave him her hand and entwined they sat on the large table in the centre of the room. "Firstly, let's do our home works; we have two days and two nights ahead." She knew how anxious they were, but they had imposed themselves a strict discipline in their behaviour. He opened his backpack, extracted some notebooks and started making number and annotations. He was absorbed in his task and did not notice how Julia was watching him; he raised the head and saw those deep black eyes on him. "What are you looking at, lovely girl?" She sighed. "To the most handsome boy ever existed." He blushed, stood and hugged her very tight. "Don't you know I am very lucky, lovely girl?" They started kissing and knew they would not be able to stop, but in that moment the doorbell rang, she immediately opened it. They found a young man with a notepad in his hand. "I've come with your order." Mark immediately knew. "Okay, thanks. Please place everything in the kitchen." The lad entered a couple of times with several parcels. When he finished Mark extracted a ten dollars note from his pocket, but the boy rejected it. "Thank you very much, but I have already been very well tipped. We must keep our good customers happy. Mark knew that all products came from a small familiar supermarket that Granny used for their groceries. "Thanks, you know how to run business." The boy grinned satisfied, he went to the small van and in seconds he was out of sight. They put everything that was cold into the large fridge. "Sorry, it has been Granny's idea." "Never mind, I am pleased she knows it; we must trust on somebody and she is the best one to rely upon." They had already finished their school chores. "It is time for dinner, Mark". Part of the parcels contained dinner already cooked, still hot. She kissed him a peck on the lips. "Please stay here or go to my room, I need to make some personal things." She smiled and went upstairs. Mark knew right from the beginning that he had to learn how to respect his future wife intimacy, the same, as she would do in respect of him. He put on the TV but he could not concentrate on the screen; he noticed that his dick was harder than ever. "I'll cum right now if I touch myself." He thought. He could not stand, so he went upstairs too and found in Julia's room his etiquette dress spread on the bed. He understood. After changing into the elegant dress he combed his hair, looked to himself at the large mirror and went downstairs. A few minutes later, he heard some noise upstairs and a door opened, instinctively he looked to the top, he saw the most beautiful fair-girl he could imagine. Julia was wearing a lovely blue velvet dress he had never seen before. Now he reminded what Granny had commented the day before they went to the theatre. She wore white socks and black shoes; her long brown hair cascading to her shoulders trapped with a blue velvety strap. He was hypnotized with the beautiful image; he was nailed to the floor open-mouthed. As she descended as a princess the steps he extended out his arms and hugged and kissed her. When he came out of his astonishment he murmured: "It is not fair, you are so beautiful dressed and I am in plain clothes." She smiled. "This is an especial moment that we will have in our hearts forever; besides; you are looking as I remember you the first time we kissed." Quickly they unpacked dinner and sat in the small table they loved. He went to the a sideboard in the living room and brought a small silver candelabrum with two candles, he lighted them, kissed her on the lips and they started dinner; they had no hurry, as Julia said, that was a very especial moment. He then recalled about his dress. "How did you get my dress?" She smiled. "That's a secret." He grinned and continued their dinner. They finished, put the dishes into the new dish cleaner and kissed passionately. She gave him her hand and then Mark argued: "My beautiful girl, we are not married yet and we should perform the ceremony, even without witnesses." "There is a good one." He looked a little bit surprised, she gave him her hand, dragged him to the back door that faced to garden and opened it. The full moon was shining and a few scattered clouds. She took her ring out and he did the same. Looking at the moon she said: "That's is our witness." Mark smiled, and as if they were into a church full of people, he pronounced the ritual words; since there was not anyone who could make the questions, they said at unison: "I accept Julia. I accept Mark." They kissed and looked at the moon, at this moment a cloud partially covered the beautiful light as if the moon were winking in acceptance. They kissed again, locked the door, took Julia in his strong boy arms and with some difficulty he went upstairs and placed her on the large bed. "It is a bad luck that the bride step into the room by herself". It was absolutely silence, very warm. He gazed his loved girl and they kissed tenderly again. "Julia I'd love you forever no matter what happen tonight; are you sure that you want to go ahead? We still are in time". For an answer she kissed him. "Mark my love, I want that as much as you do, therefore lock the door and let's start enjoying our short honey moon. Please don't be hurry, we have all necessary time. I love you". He kissed her again and locked the door. He started to undress but she stopped him: "I want to do it myself". She took one by one all his clothes leaving only the white underwear; in the centre his cock had formed a tent now with a spot of precum on it. She fondled it and Mark gasped; slowly she yanked the white garment until his ankles, the hard cock popped out from its confinement, straight and hard as a rock; he stepped out of them tossing the garment to one side; he them excited said: "Let me pay you back". He did the same to her; she had not underwear, only her little bra and panties. He took away the bra kissing her little nipples; then he did the same with her panties. He kissed her crotch, took her on his arms and their lips glued as he laid her on the bed. His cock was harder than never before, he was so excited that only with a few strokes he would have reached his climax. "Julia I don't want to hurt you, so I would prefer we switch positions and you make your own lead until that barrier is broken". She agreed and kissing him went on top. "I'll do as you say, we have not any experience so we'll try that". They started kissing passionately, he sucked her little breasts and in seconds they were near their orgasm, she grabbed his cock placing it inside her pussy; he put his hands on her bum cheeks pushing them down, he felt his cock how it entered until it found a barrier that could not be trespassed. Their bodies stiffened, their breath stopped, whimpering he arched his hips trying to go further inside her as their first quick orgasm hit them spitting his semen into her vagina. He noticed how Julia pulled down his hips trying to impale herself, however in the last seconds she instinctively retrieved as the pain showed when she felt his prick trying to drill her hymen. They hugged very tight and he kissed her tenderly; when they recovered their breath she said: "Mark darling, you have to do it yourself, I can't do it". "But I don't want to hurt you my love". He argued. "It is a natural thing, we are near the same age so our organs are proportional in size, therefore don't worry. We have come to enjoy it, this is the time and the right place about what we have dreamed and talked about, many times, we cannot disappoint ourselves, so be brave". "Are you sure, my love? "Yes, I am, so go ahead, this time we must get our goal, we cannot fail on what millions of couples have done and still will do". Then they switched positions, this time he was on top of her. More comfortable she spread her legs to give him a better access; he started licking her ankles and thighs, he missed her pussy, licked her navel and then her nipples; he sucked them, she was trembling terribly excited, his cock brushing her pussy, he pulled himself upper, bitted her neck and sucked the right earlobe. He was very hard and his boy cock oozing great amount of precum; her pussy was very wet and slippery. She took his boy dick and guided to the her centre of pleasure; they were breathing and moaning heavily as their new orgasm was building up in their loins. He could not help pushing down forcedly, his prick slid into the warm cave a few centimetres and then found the barrier, he retracted a little and pushed again; he noticed how it went further this time, in that moment he heard a sharp yield from Julia, he instinctively stopped, but she in a cracking voice said: "Mark, please, don't stop now, the worst is near over". In that moment his body over passed the commands of his brains, the part of animal that is still in each of us appeared in him. He continued pushing, his dick wanted to be totally buried inside that lovely cavity without obeying any command; panting he made a second retrieve and pushed, his penis went further. He heard nothing, but he knew that Julia was being hurt as per her little yield and her teeth gritted, but his body did not stop; he retracted, and with a third push his cock found no resistance; it stopped when it was fully inside Julia. His dick had got its goal!! Julia was not a virgin anymore!!! He felt the delicious warmth and tightness of her vagina round his dick. The veil of her Sanctus Sanctorum had been torn. He stopped, as he wanted her pain to heal out. He saw two tears on her lovely cheeks; he licked them and kissed his little future wife; he felt still dizzy in pleasure, but he heard: "Now it is over, my husband". She said in a mix of pain and pleasure. He saw that she was now enjoying his thrusts, their breaths increased, tongues met; their bodies rolled over on the bed, she started impaling herself up and down, grinding on his hairless crotch against her pubescent centre of pleasure; in half a minute they were so stiffed that he thought their bones would break. They became one body, one being, one soul; his pole inside her and her tongue inside him. The most wonderful and strong orgasm went thru their young bodies at the same time as they pushed against each other and Mark's semen spurted inside her: one, two, three. He did not know how many times. They recovered their breath; she was on top of him near asleep in her bliss after that hard exercise with a wonderful smile on her lips and her half open black eyes that he loved so much. They kissed tenderly; he kissed her face, her hair, and everywhere he could reach in that position. She then said: "We got our final goal, my love, it has been wonderful". "Did I hurt you? I heard your yields and I saw your tears." "Not much, it was very sharp, but less than I expected, those tears were of cheerfulness. Let's see what has happened before we go ahead". She was straddling him; his cock still erected. When it went out of her he could see some blood on it; as he was gazing she said: "Don't worry my love, it is my blood and your seeds, in other circumstances the materials for a baby". She got out of the bed. When he saw that, his heart broke and he started sobbing like a little child, his tears running along his face and dropping near his ears as he was lying down on his back. She looked at him astonished and sat again on the bed near him: "Oh my little husband! What's up with you?" He half rose from the bed and hugged her very tight, caressing her lovely hair, now his tears running over her right shoulder. "Please Mark, please, what happens?" her voice was now near cracking into tears. He said: "I'm not good enough for you, my love, I do not deserve you". She tenderly separated his head, took his wet face between her little hands and covered his cheek with kisses, still astonished and waiting for him to calm down; then he continued: "I have been like an animal, my body did not respond to my brains, I heard your screams of pain but I couldn't stop pushing, my body was out of control, even knowing I was hurting the most precious creature in the world, the person most loved by my heart: My little wife Julia!! I'm so ashamed." She them tenderly hugged him like a mother her little baby. "I love you my little man!! That was Mother Nature's order, I knew beforehand that this could happen if you got the lead, because of that, I mentally was prepared and I told you to continue in spite being in pain; but Nature knows that this is the only way to perform this task and get our goal so satisfactory as we have done". He looked at those beautiful eyes and started to kiss her again round all her upper body; she responded in the same manner, his dick was again hard as a rock. He extended out his arms to her and she came to him, kissing his face and neck; with her left hand she put his erection at that port of entry of her body, his vessel went in again an again fucking themselves on the bed, on the carpet under the showerhead.until they were exhausted. He could not remember at what time they drifted to asleep. He woke up and I saw the daylight reflecting thru the bathroom door that was a little bit open. He looked at his watch that was on the nightstand; it was near 11 am of the following morning. He remembered what Granny had said, "It is your time, spend it as you prefer". Julia was partially still on top of him. He carefully dropped her on her left side facing him, as she liked, taking care not to wake her up as he moved. He rolled over to his right side to better see Julia with a sleepy smile on her red lips. "How this girl could get more and more beautiful every time since I laid eyes on her?" He thought. It was a complete mystery to him! She laid his head back down on the pillow, his sheepish grin turning into a pout puppy dog look. "Oh! She is so, so pretty!! He thought. He kissed her deeply, his heart racing as though it was the first time. Their bodies were so relaxed and free of tension that he felt like he was floating in a warm bath. Their smooth, warm legs and thighs rubbed against each other and the softened sheets created a sensual friction beneath their sensitive young bodies. It was pure ecstasies! He reached down to lightly trace the soft curves of her little breasts with his fingertips. Mark really loved this part of Julia! One touch and he couldn't help but squeeze it! She then woke up. "What time is it, Mark? She asked. "Time to start again, my lovely young wife" She grinned wickedly, and threw the covers over their heads! She started making ticklish wildly and he did the same! They were laughing hysterically and tearing the bed up something awful! What that was all about, they did not know...but it was fun! They started again kissing and fucking during another hour until their young bodies were fully satisfied and his balls empty of sperm. "Let's shower, dress and replace our energies, my wife. We need them to continued our business". She grinned satisfied and kissed him. "Dress, why?" She smirked. We don't need to be dressed to eat." "You are right. What a better picture but seeing you naked?" They laughed; got out of bed, showered and stark naked they went to the kitchen, taking good care that all curtains were drawn. They made love during those two marvellous days in all possible places in the house and positions, no mattering the time or whether it was night or day. They did all times they wanted without caring anything; eating or peeing when their bodies needed. The phone had been disconnected, except her cellular one that her mom had given to her; Granny knew the number, but nobody else. In that way they enjoyed their first honeymoon as many in the future, until the clock bell rang on the nightstand, announcing their last hour together. They made love for the last time, tenderly and slowly until they relaxed. Showered and dressed; cleaned everything and run the curtains open. They sat on the living room, facing the front little garden doing an extra schoolwork until her mom arrived 30 minutes later. It was midday Sunday. The luxury Jaguar entered and parked in the front gate; a man descended and went around to open the right door. Mark screamed. "Uncle Karl!" Julia opened the door looking at his young husband astonished. She could not believe: Her mom accompanied by a gentleman that seemed well known by his loved boy. "Julia, he is my uncle Karl, my mom's brother!" They went out to meet the couple; her mom hugged her daughter and a little bit embarrassed as Mark hugged the man, she said: "I think I owe you an explanation, children. Let's go in." Julia still was surprised but she put her arm round her mother waist while Karl had his arm round Mark's shoulders. "My Mark! My little Mark! My favourite cousin!" Julia could see the resemblance of that man with Patrick. It seemed twins of different age. Then Julia's mother said: "Well Julia I hope you have spent a good weekend." Looking into Mark's eyes in a fraction of second as she grinned. "Not bad, mom." She hugged her mother again. "Well, I think I told you I had a boyfriend, he is Karl von Wilhelm; Mark's uncle. Granny knows everything, but she did not want to tell you." Karl interrupted her. "Julia, I love your mother and I have asked her to marry me, however she did not want to answer me until I knew you and have a positive answer from you." She looked at Mark, then to her mother and started to sob. He continued: "I don't pretend to replace your dad, only be your friend, if you allow me." Julia with her beautiful eyes blurred in tears said: "Uncle Karl, if you love her half of what Mark loves me I'm sure she will be very happy. She deserves it." Then she hugged Karl and the man kissed her on the hair. She thought: "He looks like Patrick, but he hugs like Mark." "Thanks little girl, in that case I must say you that we are planning to get married next Christmas." She stood and hugged her mom as Mark hugged his uncle. "Welcome to this great family, uncle Karl." Saying that he reached out his arms and Julia went into them, they hugged and kissed tenderly. Chapter 10 That was the wonderful end of that weekend for Julia and Mark; but what about Patrick and Michel? They couldn't sleep that night until late; not because they were having a grand time having sex, but thinking in the following morning, Saturday, when they would meet Helen. "She has the smoothest skin I ever touched." Patrick commented. "Even better than mine?" Asked Michel with a little jealousy. Patrick thought for a moment, he did not want to hurt him; in fact she had the skin as a baby's, however he loved touching Michel's legs. "No. It is different, I can't explain myself. Only to see your thighs make me hard, however, I have to touch hers to feel the same, thought when I touched them, my dick wanted to enter in that hot cave and them we became mad. I'm sure you will think the same tomorrow." Michel grinned and hugged his best friend. Tired they drifted to sleep. In the morning they woke near 10:00 and had no time to lose. Had a huge breakfast, kissed Granny and pedalled to the boathouse. Before they put their bikes against the wooden wall, the thick door opened and Helen appeared dressed with a long silky robe like a jellabah used by the Moorish, but open in its front, showing the prominence of her straight little breasts. Michel eyes glued to that part of her wanting to put his hands on them; his dick started to get hard. He couldn't but said: "You are beautiful, Helen! She grinned satisfied with the blond boy words." "Come in and put the bikes inside." Michel as less experienced, was trembling and excited; it was obvious the tent formed on his trousers since they had agreed not to wear anything underneath. She locked the door and watching both excited boys she thought she had to give a first prize to Michel; he had been brave accepting her conditions as to be fucked by Patrick; of course, she ignored that those mischief boys had been fucking each other the previous night and their butts and cocks were ready to start again, if necessary. So she approached him, put her right hand on the tent and squeezed Michel's hard tool while she kissed him on the lips. Michel opened his lips and their tongues met. He squirmed and his whole body trembled in a spasm when he slid his hand under the robe and placed it on her right breast and massaged it. It was the first time he had ever touched a girl's tit. Patrick was hard, too; he then said: "Hey, let's go to the bed, I can't act as voyeur." They broke their kiss and Helen wickedly looked at him. Michel started to undress, but she motioned to him to stop. "I'll do it. You are my guests and I am your slave-girl." "I don't want you to be our slave-girl, I would prefer we were your slave-boys." Michel said. She liked the spontaneous action and she smiled and kissed him again. "Okay boys. Would you prefer to eat or drink something before we.?" Michel stopped her. "Let's do something; I am so hard." She looked at Patrick and he nodded. Helen, as if she were a professional little whore, pulled up Michel's woollen pullover and his shirt. She started kissing the whitish slender prepubescent chest and licking his little nipples. Michel wanted to rub her butt, but he did not dare just in case she wanted a different thing; nevertheless he could not stop himself and placed his hands on her lovely and rounded bum cheeks and attracted her body to him; he gasped and noticed she had nothing under her robe. She moaned but tenderly she separated a little bit from her excited friend and unzipped his pants. The slender and hard dick came into view, now with a clear drop of precum on its head. She kneeled down and rubbed and kissed it. "I love uncut penises, I don't understand the stupid custom of mutilating beautiful cocks by cutting its foreskin off." Saying that she engulfed Michel's total pack into her mouth. Instinctively he placed his hands on her curly head and started to moan loudly; his knees buckled and he thought he would fall on the carpet. Helen knew it and was enjoying that, for her, virgin little boy orgasm. She put her arms round the boy's butt and kept him straight. In a couple of minutes Michel started fucking her mouth and squealed as his dry orgasm hit him. He fell on top of her trembling and panting. They were near the bed, so she pushed him a little and Michel fell on the bed out of breath and sweating, his eyes closed and a happy grin on his face. Patrick was hard as a rock; he took her from behind and bitted her neck and earlobe; she trembled and turning around she kissed Patrick on the lips. It took her half a minute to undress his boyfriend; she was very excited and wanted him on top of her, but she thought she had to prevent his dick going into her since, according to the book she had read, she was within those days she could get pregnant. She pulled Patrick on the bed and on his back and she went on top of him; their lips met and their tongues swirled inside their mouths. Patrick's cock found her pussy hole, arching his hips he pushed and went totally into her; she moaned in pleasure as their young bodies grinded as she moved her hips on top of Patrick. She observed how Patrick's breath was increasing, and before he reached the point of not return, she arched her body and Patrick's wet dick came out. Instinctively he looked again for her hole, but she moved a little and pushed down his cock flat against his crotch, now it was placed along her cunt, but not inside. She started moving up and down, Patrick's dick rubbing her clitoris each time she moved. Michel had recovered and his slender cock was asking for a new dry orgasm; he wanted to rub those beautiful globes of her and without any hesitation, he moved to where they were having the grand time and started massaging those smooth round melons. The young boy ecstasies came to a maximum when he bent himself and placed his dick in Helen butt crack, starting to fuck her in that place, however without charging his weight on her. The three of them came to a term in their move, but Patrick was near his climax and pushing up he groaned loudly as started spurting his little semen load between Helen and his crotch. Only seconds, she came after Patrick, biting his right shoulder when she fell down panting and moaning. Michel took a minute, after they climaxed, to get his new orgasm, but he did squealing in pleasure again in his pitchy voice as he slid to their side panting and sweating. Patrick had his right arm extended and Michel fell on it; he pulled his friend to him and kissed his red lips. All in a heap, their eyes closed remained in the bliss of that lovely moment. Tired, probably due to the night of excitement waiting for this encounter, the trio drifted to sleep; it was noon when Helen moved. She looked to his friends and lovers and kissed both on the lips. "It wasn't bad for a start, wasn't it?" They giggled; Michel cock was again hard. She looked at it amused: "Don't your little soldier rest, Michel?" "Well, he is,. he is anxious to play, he's so young." Patrick smiled as he said. "All our tools are young, but by now, you don't need to refill your balls. "Sure, but I saw that you groaned like a pig when you reached the peak. "Sure he did." Helen said. "But now you are fit and well, however it is time to eat something; I am starving." "I suppose we need to shower and go out to eat something." Patrick suggested. "Are you mad?" The girl said grinning. "I brought food for a week, and I don't want anyone to get dressed until tomorrow." They laughed and stood. They went to the large bathroom and had a quick shower, then, run to the kitchen stark naked and started to prepare their luncheon. The table was full of cold roast chicken, pork chops, and vegetables; hot rolls and some more mixed cold meat; coca-cola, seven up and fruit juices. They ate as if they had been in a deserted island for months; a final loudly belch came thru Michel throat that he tried to stop; however Helen and Patrick did noisy ones and all laughed as they expressed freely what they felt. Happiness. They sat on the large coach in front of the TV to watch something, but their young minds were somewhere else. Helen was in the middle, Patrick on her right, Michel on the left. "I love you both, boys." Michel wanted to rub and suck those lovely breasts, so as he felt her hand on his dick, he approached his head and took her erect nipple into his mouth. Patrick did the same, so Helen's hands were occupied with two dicks at the same time. When she saw her boys were hot she said: "Let's go to the bed, we'll be more comfortable there." Still kissing they went to the bedroom and fell on a heap onto it. She was hot, too and needing a good fuck; she panting said: "Michel, it is time you lose your virginity with me. You Patrick, be near me, I want to suck that beautiful dick of yours until you come into my mouth." Michel's mouth was drooling, his dick spilling precum. Helen lay on the bed and extended her arms out to the younger boy; he did not need to be invited twice; he eagerly wanted that for a long time. He thought to start fucking her right from the start but he thought on Patrick advices. He knew he would cum very quick, but he would do as many times as necessary to please Helen. "I'll do it the best I know." She smiled and kissed him tenderly; she liked him a lot and was glad that Patrick had thought about Michel. "I'm sure you'll do." Michel straddled Helen, he was on her thighs, he bent and kissed her; she pulled his blond head to her and they started a log French kiss. He wanted to fuck her, so he quickly licked and kissed her breasts and positioned his wanting cock on her hole; she now spread her legs and Michel kneeled in the middle; he wanted to lick that lovely and wet cunt, he bent and buried his lovely head between her legs. Helen squirmed in delight as she felt Michel's tongue rubbing her clit; she near bitted Patrick dick that was fucking her mouth. Michel did not spend much time in there, he did not much like to lick her pussy, so guided his dick and pulled it into that hot and soft cave. That was wonderful!! As Patrick had said, it was absolutely different than fucking his butt. He liked it a lot, especially when his foreskin was dragged back as he entered her. He moaned and started fucking a girl for the first time. It was not long that he reached that beautiful sensation; his body became as rigid as a log when he reached the highest point ever reached. He squealed in his pitchy voice but he continued humping fucking Helen's pussy, because he wanted to prolong that sensation as much as possible; however it lasted only some seconds. He was in the heaven! And instead of collapsing on top of her, he made a great effort, and panting he continued fucking her; he felt her hands pushing his butt cheeks and, in a couple of minutes, Michel came again at the same time that Helen squirmed and groaned loudly; her mouth full with Patrick's cock that started spurting his little load on her tongue. The three youngsters collapsed exhausted; Michel on top of Helen and Patrick's head on the pillow, she was panting with Patrick's cock head in her lips. It was afternoon, they had had an abundant meal and the room was cosy and warm; they were near exhausted and happy, so before they could realise they were asleep. When they awoke it was dark outside. Michel went to her left side and Patrick on the right. She moved her face to each side and kissed tenderly them on the lips. "I'm starving." Michel said. "Me too." Said Helen and Patrick at unison." Let's have a quick shower." Giggling they went under the shower, a little tight for three but had a lovely time; their dick hard again after the rest, and the warm water running between their young bodies. That was too much for Michel that was in front Helen's beautiful breasts. He started sucking them and she moaned in pleasure; she pulled her right hand down and guided Michel's long and slim dick into her vagina, starting moving as the young blond started fucking her. Patrick wanted his friends thighs, he moved his hands up and down on those smooth and long legs; now it seemed liked polished marble with soap. He wanted to fuck his butt but thought he might hurt him and he loved a lot his best friend; so he placed his dick between his buttocks and started thrusting; Michel felt that new sensation and pulled his legs together. The three moved at the same pace and soon they were panting under the showerhead stream. They reached their climaxes near at the same time squealing and panting. Patrick and Helen were sandwiching Michel gripping him between them, otherwise he would have fallen on the floor; however that was for a few minutes; when they were near recovered, Patrick sat on the floor and dragged Michel and Helen on top of him. They laughed loudly, made ticklish each other and had a lovely time together. They rinsed, dried and run to the kitchen; for the first time Helen could observe their dicks were flaccid. Among laughs and jokes they had dinner; they went to the large coach and sat down, as usual, Patrick on the left and Michel on her right. They watched a movie: "The blue lagoon." "This girl is silly, instead of start fucking her beautiful boy right from the beginning she cares about him jerking off." Helen said. "It is only a movie, but it does not make sense that a boy and a girl alone in a deserted island they behave like if they were in a large city. If I were in such a situation I would have been in the nude the whole time and fucking my girl everywhere she liked." Helen looked at him and grinned. "You are a real man, boy! She asserted. "Well, as you said, it is only a movie, furthermore, an American one. I'm sure that in Germany and especially in Netherlands they would have made a different one; they are not so conservative as we are in this country." "I don't think we are conservative." Helen said with a grin in her blue eyes." The boys laughed as Patrick said: "We are a very especial group, though I believe there must be many boys and girls like us, the problem is that they are not so lucky as we are." Saying that Patrick took Helen in his arms and started kissing her. Michel put his hand between the girl's thighs and started rubbing them. "What a beautiful sensation" he thought. They were hard again and Helen said: "Now guys, you must show me how you do it when you have not a girl at hand and you are in bed, naked and hot like now." They laughed, stood and all went to the bedroom. "Please Patrick, you should fuck Michel lovely butt." Michel made a grimace as showing he was disappointed, nevertheless, internally he thought how great it would be." "We need some preparation, Helen. It is not like fucking your lovely pussy." He motioned Michel; he went to his clothes and brought a tube of Vaseline. "How do you like it, Michel?" The blond boy looked innocently. "Well, I, I don't know. Will it hurt?" Patrick grinned taking care Helen did not see him. "Oh no. I'm not that big to hurt you. Place yourself in doggy position with your head and your arms on the bed, so that Helen can see it." He did as ordered; Helen was with her eyes glued to what the boys were doing. He pushed on his forefinger some of the clear cream and introduced it into Michel's pucker. Michel moaned as Patrick touched that sensible part inside him. His dick jerked; however Helen thought he was being hurt and the moans caused by pain. "Be careful, Patrick; you are hurting him." The rascal boy on the bed with his face buried in the pillow was making strong efforts to keep his laugh out. He again moaned as Patrick pulled in and out his finger. "Patrick, I think he is ready." Helen added. "Yes, sure it is enough." He took a large glob of the whitish cream and put it on his dick. Helen extended out his hand and started spreading it on Patrick hard cock. She grinned as Patrick moaned and gasped. "Does it feel good?" She asked smiling. "Very good; but it will feel better into that lovely butt that is waiting for it." Michel laughed but muffled his voice sound against the pillow. "Are you ready Michel?" "Yes, but do it slow." "Oh don't worry; I told you I am not that big. I have seen in the net some dicks of a seventeen y/o boy fucking a boy smaller than you; he had a 20 centimetres cock and was three times my girth. It seemed he was having a great time." "Okay, go ahead." Patrick placed his left hand on Michel hips and with his right directed his hard cock to his used pucker. He pushed in and the head went in without any resistance. He pushed a little more and a few centimetres went in. Michel moaned in pleasure. Helen thought he was being hurt. "Does it hurt, Michel? She asked. "Not much now. Patrick, please go ahead." Patrick pushed and his slender cock went in till the hilt. He moaned and slowly started thrusting into Michel butt. Helen was watching that with her wide-open eyes. "It is amazing" she thought, "I must experience it. It seems that Michel is having a great time." She was very hot, so after a couple of minutes watching the boys, she said: "Patrick, stop for a while. I want Michel to fuck my pussy while you fuck him. I have seen enough." They disentangled and Patrick's dick made a "flop" sound as it came out from Michel's butt. That was good because both were very close to their climaxes. Helen lay on the bed, immediately Michel went on top of her and he started sucking her lovely nipples. She took his boy dick and placed it into her cunt. Both moaned and she started gasping and moving her hips. Patrick straddled Michel, put apart his beautiful smooth butt cheeks and pulled his hard cock into him. Both got the same pace, when Michel retracted Patrick pulled into his butt. After a few minutes the three of them were again closed to the point of not return. Michel was the first to come since he was being stimulated in both sides. He did his best to postpone his orgasm, but his young body did not accept orders. He screamed and collapsed on top of the girl exhausted; however he continued moving into her as Patrick's thrusts moved him. Half a minute later Patrick and Helen came at the same time with a large squeal as hot wolves. The three of them collapsed on a heap. Michel looked abandoned to himself, dead, but breathing regularly. Patrick slipped to his right side behind his friend, still his dick buried into him; Helen was on her left side, her right leg between Michel's and also the slender and long cock into her. In that position, exhausted they drifted to sleep. They slept until their young and spent bodies recovered; it was near 10:00 am of the following morning when they woke up split on the large bed, each one with their own dreams and happiness. Needn't to say that they complete their lovemaking with many other exercises until it was time to come back home, just a little bit before lunchtime. EPILOGUE The trio continued their sexual activities whenever they could, that were many times, however, as usual, and their school qualifications were the most important thing in their young lives. They split out when they were sixteen; Helen found some other friends with whom to enjoy the life and Patrick and Michel continued being together until Michel returned to Germany to enter into the diplomatic school, thought this did not prevent them to meet a couple of times every year with other girls, making love and enjoying their youth. Nevertheless, up to now that they are grown up, at least they spent a night together remembering the old times; that's fun for them and Patrick still love his friend hairless thighs. Patrick went to Harvard and today he has a high reputation as an Architect, taking care of his company European Division based in Berlin. They are helping German Government to rebuild East Germany, with large investments and interests in that country. He and Michel still are single. Mark and Julia, as Granny foresaw, are in love with each other. They started their lovemaking that year, keeping the secret within the two families. After finishing high school, when Julia was eighteen, they got married and started their medicine studies in New York, living in a house not far from the University. After a year, Julia gave birth two beautiful boys; they are not truly twins, since one is black haired and the other is blond; however both sharing blue eyes and practically the same features. Today the boys are 9 y/o. Two years later came a lovely girl with brown hair and the same eyes. His father is in love with his favourite child because she resembles a lot to Julia. After three years in the University, they moved to enter as resident MD in the best Jews hospital of the country. Both are highly considered as one of the best team surgeon children eyes specialists. They have received offers from high reputed US and European Hospitals; but they love too much their children; however, with Granny and the Hospital Management insistence, they have accepted to move to Cologne in Germany for a temporary of three years stay in that country. Their sons speak fluent German as taught by Granny that had never separated from her favourite grandchildren. Julia's mom married Karl and has two blond girls. They live in Germany. The end