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Subject: Brazen Brothers II There is at least one more chapter to be had out of this story. Again it’s long in the setup but artistically I believe it’s necessary. I hope it meets your satisfaction. Hugs Tag_m We stood there staring at each for a good twenty seconds before Javier spoke. “It was, how do you say, hot for you too Greg, the wrestling?” I was at a bit of a loss for words. There was no way to talk my way out of the fact that the kid had seen my bare ass hanging out and since I didn’t know how long he had been standing there I simply had to be honest with him. I just nodded my head not trusting my voice or words. “Me too,” he said with a smile then said, “come let’s have some of abuela’s lemonade. I shrugged my shoulders, moved back out onto the path and we headed toward the house. I draped an arm across Javier’s narrow shoulders and he immediately put an arm around my waist and snuggled in close to me. It was pretty clear that the boy didn’t know that I’d seen him jacking off. I was a little surprised that he didn’t mention something about us “doing it together” but of course didn’t press the issue. The episode in the yard seemed to encourage more intimate if not sexual type of behavior by both boys although Angelo was the one who seemed to run with it and at times drawing his brother into whatever he had planned in the moment. Our meals were all taken in the kitchen and because both boys wanted to sit next to me we sat in the booth against the wall and Andr�a sat in one of the chairs opposite us. This lunch time she smiled indulgently at Angelo as he peppered me with questions about the United States. On more than one occasion the boy rested his hand on my upper thigh when he was excited about something or wanted to make a point. Once, when I had both hands on a piece of chicken dripping in sauce and he wanted something out of his reach, he leaned on my thigh to reach across in front of me, his hand more on the inside my thigh than the top, his fingers pressing into the base of my cock. The boy seemed oblivious to what he was doing but given the fact that three hours before he’d had his rock hard boner almost in my mouth I couldn’t be certain that he didn’t know exactly what he was doing right then. A little bit later Andr�a had left the kitchen to attend to something and as I was getting ready to take a large spoonful of rice into my mouth Angelo bumped against my arm which dumped the entire contents of the spoon into my lap. “Oh I’m so sorry Greg,” he said with what appeared to be a genuine look of apology on his smooth brown face. Before I could set the spoon down he hand his hand in my lap trying to pick the pieces of food up. His little fingers pressed against my dick as he attempted to pick up the bits of food out of the folds in my loose fitting shorts. I set the spoon down and proceeded to do the job myself while Angelo continued to apologize. When I was done he said, “You missed some Greg,” and proceeded to put his hand on the seat between my legs and push up under my balls and dig around to get whatever he spied down there. “Lift up a little,” commanded as he dumped the first bits on the table next to my plate. I lifted my butt up a little and the little imp put his hand right on underneath me and as he pulled it out he turned it upward so that his fingers pressed against my balls which, since I wore boxers, were then hanging. He seemed to stay there a little longer than the job required but I said nothing and let the boy do what he seemed bent on doing. I wasn’t convinced that retrieving stray food was his primary objective although his face didn’t give away any other motive. When I looked to the other side Javier had a somewhat amused look on his face but shrugged his shoulders in a typical older brother gesture that said “what are ya gonna do.” After lunch we went to the beach where Angelo immediately stripped naked and hit the water and again Javier stayed in his underwear. I was really looking forward to seeing the boy nude. His upper body was well enough developed for a boy his age, his pecs defined by the breast bone as well as the rib cage. He belly was flat and the beginnings of a six pack were in evidence. His lower belly sloped beautifully into his pubic bone and showed off a classic V. As I’d said, he was almost beautiful and from what I’d been able to tell he was well enough endowed. Yeah, I really wanted to see Javier full on naked and facing me in all his boyhood glory. The waves were still running about three to four feet and the three of us frolicked to our hearts content. In water like that sand gets in every nook and cranny that the body has to offer. After one abnormally large wave Javier stood waist deep close to the beach and took his underwear off in order to do a little sand removal. Once done he stepped closer to shore in order to get them back on. I was only about ten feet away from him so got to almost stare as his slender boyish butt. It was definitely edible and I felt myself start to bone up as I tried to burn the vision into my brain while wishing like hell he’d turn around. He finally did and was heading toward where Angelo and I were standing when all of a sudden my swim suit was tugged down to my knees. Javier’s eyes went straight to my groin and because of where my head was at the time I wasn’t softened in the usual manner that ocean water would create. My dick was at full soft stretch, not hard really but just ever so slightly on the rise. I don’t think that Javier missed that fact either. Behind me Angelo was giggling like a school girl and when I’d gotten my trunks back in place I turned to go after him but he’d already moved into deeper water. I went after him anyway and caught him, grabbed him up in my arms and held him tight. He wiggled and giggled as I managed to get him prone then gave him a belly fart. I have to say too that there’s nothing like an armful of wet squirming boy and having my mouth on his bare naked belly and only inches from his boyhood pride and joy just added to excitement. I finally dropped him in the water and moved away to allow him to surface which he did laughing like only a nine year old boy can laugh. The rest of the day was uneventful although I noticed Javier looking at me from time to time in a way that made me think that something was on his mind. The next night I was pulled out of a dream by a small voice. I opened my eyes and in the moonlight saw Angelo standing next to my bed. Like me, he must have slept in the nude. “I had a bad dream Greg, can I sleep in your bed,” he said in a soft, almost quavering voice. Clothes or no clothes I wasn’t going to say no to the boy and simply opened the sheet to my waist. He climbed in and snuggled up to me face to face and of course discovered that I was naked. “You sleep naked,” he giggled, “so do I.” My arm had been stretched out so he’d rested his head on it right up next to the shoulder. One leg managed to worm its way in between mine which put his genitals up against my belly while mine rested against his inner thigh. The closeness all but required me to put my free arm over his hip and thus his tender little butt. As I said, I’d never been particularly attracted to preteen boys but having this sexy and very cute little nine year old wrapped naked in my arms ran the risk of waking my dick up. “Sometimes I really miss my momma,” he said in a soft voice adding, “but not my daddy so much. I’m glad you’re here Greg.” Then the shocker, “I love you,” then he kissed me on the lips. “I love you to Angelo,” I said and meant it then kissed him back. “Now roll over and lets go back to sleep.” The boy did as I asked then backed into me until as much of our skin as possible was touching. “Your penis hairs are tickling my butt,” he giggled softly. I started to pull away but his hand shot backward to my thigh and pulled tugged. “No, don’t move Greg, I like having you close to me.” The next time I woke was because of a dream that seemed very real and I discovered that it was. I had rolled to my other side and Angelo was spooned up to me. I could feel his rock hard little boner pressed into my butt cheek while his hand played with my cock as well as my balls, feeling, squeezing, cupping and actually stroking me. I wondered how long the little boy had been feeling me up because his breathing was not the slow rhythmic kind that accompanied a rested stated but accelerated and almost ragged. Christ the boy was turned on big time by what he was doing and so much so that he started to gently hump against my butt. I didn’t think that he was trying to penetrate me, to fuck me in the ass, as much as following instinct, the humping motion of procreation. Not to mention the fact that it felt good. As much as I wanted to roll over and face the little cutie and fully engage him and show him the pleasures to be found in what he was doing, I didn’t. With a great deal of reluctance I rolled onto my belly and not away from him but facing him. I figured that if he tried to get me roll back over “in my sleep” it would be more difficult from a facing position. I felt movement and cracked open and eye to see Angelo lying there with his eyes closed. I let my eyes drift downward and saw that the boy was jacking off. I felt myself throb against the bed sheet as I watched him love himself, thumb and two fingers sliding his foreskin back and forth over his cock head while his other hand played with his balls. I knew that boys of all ages masturbated and I knew that their dry orgasms were just as powerful if not more so than sperming males. I just hadn’t witnessed it before. Angelo’s fingers moved faster, his mouth dropped open slightly and he licked at his full pink-ish lips. His little chest was heaving, his belly constricting and relaxing. Fuck I wanted to do it for him, feel his hard boner in my fingers and then my mouth, wanted to suck his hard little preteen cock and make him cum while I was doing it. But I didn’t. I knew when he came because of the contortions on his smooth brown face and the low moans coming from his throat and mouth. Christ it was all I could do to not roll onto my back and jack my own cock, showing the little boy how men did it and showing him my sperm. I knew I could, knew then that I could pretty much do anything I wanted with Angelo, that he would be a willing and engaging partner but I was still in his grandmothers house and I didn’t need her wrath or the possibility of arrest and incarceration. Next to me Angelo stopped what he was doing and lay there panting in the moonlight, both hands rubbing and playing with his cock and balls. He eventually rolled toward me so I closed my eyes. I felt his hand on my back and then his lips on my cheek as he kissed me and whispered once again, “I love you Greg.” During the day we worked and toiled and at seven weeks into the program the place was looking pretty well spruced up. The lawns were neat, most of the gardens weeded and flowers dead headed, the pools cleaned but still needing the cracks repaired. What the place really needed, what would take the focus off of a lot of other imperfections, was to have the house and perimeter walls re-painted. As it was, no matter what else was done its current state of eye soreness overshadowed any of the good work that could or would be done. Pressure washing was number one, paint in either a white or re-doing it in a brownish color was number two and it was going to require at least a half dozen people working for a couple of weeks to get it done. The job was bigger and more time consuming than I was willing to tackle without the benefits of some kind of personal investment in the process. I was already thinking in the terms that I’d spoken to Andr�a about, the bed and breakfast. At this point in time she not only had not talked to me about it but she hadn’t even given a hint that I had mentioned it to her. Mean while I had the cottage rented out for two weeks to a pair of retired couples for three times what I’d been paying and they were due to arrive in a nine days time. After they left a woman and her two children were scheduled for ten days and then another couple for the two weeks after that. Over and above that I was getting three to five emails a day inquiring about the place and I hadn’t even really busted my ass to market it. Andr�a had been quite pleased with what I’d managed in so short a period of time and I think it went a long way to convincing her that, at the very least, I knew what I’d been talking about. While I had advertised the cottage as a rustic setting it still needed some work to make it a little more presentable. There were also some things that I felt the property needed such as tool upgrades and such so I suggested to Andr�a that we make a trip to San Jose. It’s only a two hour drive so I explained to her that if we got up and left early we could be there by nine in the morning, spend the night and leave by say, four or five the next day and be home for dinner. That would give us plenty of time to get whatever we needed. Andr�a was actually rather excited about making the trip as it would give her the opportunity to get food stuffs and other things that she wanted for a better price than what she got in Jaco. She would also be able to visit one of her few remaining relatives, a cousin and her husband. That afternoon I fired up the laptop to shop around and discovered that I could get most of what I wanted at either a Home Depot or an Ace Hardware. I also found one of the largest Malls in the country for Andr�a to get the non food things that she needed. That evening as we sat out on the lanai I explained to her what my web surfing had found and again, she seemed pleased by my initiative. We had initially talked about çorum escort staying at a hotel but her cousin really wanted Andr�a to stay with her and her husband so they could visit. I was fine with that, telling her that I’d stay in a hotel and keep the boys with me so they were out of her hair. She tried to argue with me a little bit about my being responsible for her grandchildren but I could tell that she was pleased none the less. She got very quiet for a moment then said, “I’ve thought and prayed quite a bit about we talked about Greg, about turning the house into a hotel or what ever you called it.” “Bed and Breakfast,” I said. She nodded her head. “It’s a big decision with many different ramifications. Of course there is the problem of somehow ensuring that you don’t spend all your savings and then lose it all if it doesn’t work. I would hate to have that on my conscious. I spoke with the family attorney; he’s been with my family for as long as I can remember. He felt that I should leave things as they are and not encumber the property; that business deals such as what you propose are a dangerous investment and after all I really don’t know much about you.” I felt myself deflate at her words. I had really set my hopes on a more positive outcome. “On the other hand,” she went on, “I like what you’re done so far. The house and grounds remind me more of what it was like when I was a girl. The fact that the cottage is already rented out for almost a month and a half with more people inquiring about it is also a very good sign. And you’re so good with the boys. They love you like a father already. So, with that all being said, suppose I set up a trust of some land over on the river for you? The amount of land would depend on the amount of money you’d choose to invest and would revert to you in the event that our venture doesn’t work out.” My heart leapt and I wanted to leap; right over and pull the old woman to her feet and hug her till the cows came home, if we had any that could call this home. What I did was breathe deep a few times then tell her that would be more than fine with me. We talked about the money part of it and I told her that since we were going to go ahead with the plans that we would need a great deal more things in San Jose than we’d originally planned, not the least would be a pressure washer and paint, which we agreed would be white, or more correctly a white with a very slight pink or lavender tint to it. I was hoping the pressure wash would clean off most of the brown color and a something slightly more than white would help cover a little better. We talked about money; specifically my investment limit and I told her I was prepared to sink an initial 50 thousand into it, more if necessary. She said she would set up an initial trust of 100 acres. It was way more than I’d ever intended. I also said that we’d need to rent a large truck to deliver the stuff we’d need and with people arriving soon there was a problem of time, not to mention getting the truck back to San Jose. It would mean a great deal of driving for me. She said that her cousin’s husband might be willing to drive a truck down and return it. Things were definitely falling into place. We spend the next hour making a list of things that we needed now, things we would need in the future, and things that we would like to have and considering the amount of things that Andr�a mentioned right off the bat indicated to me that she had indeed been giving the plan a great deal of thought. We finally decided to call it a day and agreed that we would leave the following morning, a big surprise and adventure for the boys who had no idea that their grandmother and I had even discussed such a trip. “I feel very confident about this Greg,” Andr�a said after giving me a kiss on the cheek, “not to mention fun.” Before turning in I got online and made a reservation at a Marriot in San Jose, booking a room with two king sized beds although the thought about limiting it to one bed certainly crossed my mind. We got the boys up about six and were on the road half an hour later and as predicted they were excited. Angelo asked if we would see their parents but Andr�a gently told him that she didn’t have a phone number for them. The boy seemed a little bit crestfallen but returned quickly to his usual effervescent self. As predicted we arrived about nine A.M. and met with Andr�a’s cousin Elena and her husband, Mateo. We agreed to meet at my hotel at seven that evening to determine dinner and then we all went our separate ways. After checking into the hotel our first stop was to buy some clothes for the boys and the first thing on that list was swimming suits since the hotel had a pool and the boys wanted to use it. I won’t belabor that experience but I’ll say this, Javier was a knockout in a Speedo style swim suit. It gave me my first real glimpse of his size and believe me when I tell you I wasn’t disappointed at the tube of flesh that seemed to push out to his right hip. Don’t get me wrong, he wasn’t huge, but the adorably cute young teen certainly didn’t have anything to be ashamed of either and once again I felt my dick pulse at the thought of seeing those boyhood charms in the flesh. Angelo chose a suit that was particularly skimpy and tight which in turn did nothing to hide his growing boyhood either. Buying underwear for the boys all but broke my heart because they chose boxers instead of briefs. I’m sure that the fact that I wore boxers probably influenced them at least to some degree. That was followed by jeans both long and short, shirts, shoes, sandals, and socks and some obligatory white cotton shirts and pants. Andr�a and I had discussed the boys working at serving some of the meals and people had a sort of mental vision slash expectation of the South Pacific peasant look and we wanted to cater to that. Andr�a would be doing the same thing but with more colorful local designs. Shopping for clothes brought us up to lunch so after dumping our purchases in the room we ate at one of the hotel restaurants for the sake of expediency. As usual we sat side by side in a booth and lunch was mostly uneventful except that Angelo was in a very playful mood and Javier almost right on par with his little brother. At one point Angelo reached across in front of me and grabbed Javier’s hand and placed smack dab in the middle of my crotch, pressing it down as he did so. My first reaction was to look around to see if anyone saw what had happened and of course no one was looking at us and besides the table cloth blocked the view. Meanwhile Javier removed his hand but he didn’t jerk it back as one might expect. All I did was give the little tyke a look and he simply grinned back at me, batting his long dark eyelashes while the expression on Javier’s face was one of guilt as opposed to embarrassment. The rest of the afternoon was spent mostly at Home Depot although we visited other stores as well in the quest to purchase the items I needed. Those items included the pressure washer, paint spray system, a gas generator, riding lawn mower which the boys were excited as all hell about, a pair of gas weed whackers with a dozen replacement spools, as well as a plethora other lawn tools. I special ordered the paint with a promise that it would be ready in 48 hours. Because of the size of the order the store was going to have to deliver it so I made arrangements for their driver to follow Mateo when he delivered the rest of our purchases the day after next. Andr�a had called earlier to say that he would be glad to help us out in that way. On the paint truck would also be bags of concrete for repairing the garden pools and other things around the property as well as fertilizers and other lawn care products. Before I finished for the day I was into it for about fifteen grand but I was happy. We met Andr�a and her cousin and husband at the hotel then went for dinner at a place that did a variety of cuisines so I had a big fat New York steak with all the trimmings. Mateo and Elena were younger than Andr�a and very nice people. They were quite excited about the business venture and looked forward to hearing more about it. The boys regaled their grandmother with the days’ adventures and she regaled us with hers. She admonished me a bit for buying the boys’ clothes and insisted that she pay me back. She’d had quite a spending day herself having gotten, amongst other things, all new linens, towels, and curtains for the cottage as well as a ton of food. Apparently Elena had a contact in a food distribution business so Andr�a bought cases of the stuff that she used on a regular basis. She’d wanted to stock up on meats and other perishables but her old freezer and fridge didn’t have the capacity that she wanted which led to a brief discussion about new appliances. She quickly added that those were things that she’d pay for and didn’t expect me to invest a dime in them. For a lady who had been tight with a dime she seemed ready to spend thousands of them. The boys were clamoring to get back to the hotel and take advantage of the pool so off we went with the promise to talk by phone in the morning. I was too full to even consider getting in the pool so took my laptop down to poolside and while the boys played I fired off an email to an old friend of mine who happened to be a vice president of sales for the largest Dodge dealership in the entire Northwest. I would need a vehicle down here and my Beemer 650i coupe wasn’t goin to cut it. I needed a truck and what I wanted was a Dodge. I emailed Matt and told him what I had in mind and why. My cell phone rang ten minutes later. “What the fuck man!” he stated, “You actually made it happen?” Matt knew my plans and my goals, lord knows he’d heard it all often enough from me. I took a moment to explain it all then he told me I was the luckiest bastard he knew. I told him I figured that. “No, you don’t understand,” he said excitedly. “I just got in a 07 Ram 3500 mega cab SLT with only 5 K on the odometer. It’s a fully loaded 4×4 with dualies, heavy duty tow package, custom rims, tinted windows; chrome step bars the whole nine fucking yards. It would be perfect and I can make you a hell of a deal.” We talked about what a “hell of a deal” would look like which meant he’d take my car as a trade, which I owned, and I’d walk away with about twenty grand and the truck. He didn’t want to pay out any money but he knew he could sell the car a whole faster than the truck. The only thing I didn’t relish was the fact that it was a diesel but considering what I was getting I could live with that part. I told him to email me some pix but meanwhile put it on hold for me and we hung up. I watched the boys and ten minutes later my laptop beeped telling me I had a message. I open the email and decided the truck was perfect. What I didn’t understand were the additional pictures of a tractor on a trailer, specifically a Kubota tractor with a half yard bucket on the front and a backhoe. A typical Kubota orange it looked brand new. I called Matt back. “I’ll take the truck, what’s with the fuckin tractor?” “Dan,” the owner of the dealership, “said as long as you’re playing Green Acres you may as well have a tractor. Its two years old, only got about forty five hours on it. He’s been sitting on it for six months and really needs to unload it. He said he’ll trade you straight across for the truck, tractor and trailer and we’ll pay to container it all and ship it to San Jose and mail you a check for about six grand.” Actually it would ship to Puerto Caldera then truck to the capital city. “It’s a really good deal Greg, no shit. Hey, he may even toss in an electric golf cart. We got some new ones for the lot.” “Shit, what the fuck do I look like the clearinghouse?” I asked good naturedly. If Matt said it was all a good deal then it was. I’d steered him some decent stuff over the years and like I said, we were old friends. In reality I had already considered a small tractor of some kind. There was a lot I could use it for and if it ever came down to having to dig water lines or other things well, doing it all by hand would be a real pain in the ass. I just didn’t want to spend the cash and now I didn’t have too. “Okay,” I told him, “it’s a deal. Get a hold of Kelly and get the keys to the condo, you know where my legal stuff is. Get the keys and the title for the car and have one of Dan’s secretaries forge my name to it.” He said he’d get back to me in a day or so.” I hung up feeling rather proud of myself but I was also a little anxious. My dream was fast becoming a reality. I was now living outside of the U.S. I was becoming encumbered with possessions and I was a thousand miles from home. About that time the Javier came to where I was sitting all shiny and dripping water. I love the look of brown skin when it’s wet and the young teen fit that bill completely. The water simply enhanced an already wonderful body. I looked him up and down, taking in everything as he talked to me. The Speedos hung somewhat due to their being soaked and so the fabric sort of outlined his dick. When he turned to call out to his brother I admired the slenderness of his butt, typically boy thin, and how the fabric of the suit indented slightly into his gluteal cleavage. God how I wished I could peel him like a grape and eat him. Angelo came over and we all headed toward the elevator and up to our room. Both boys went into the bathroom together to shower and change, a not unusual occurrence. In due time they came out, Angelo first followed by Javier, the younger boy naked and the older one with a bath towel wrapped around his slender waist. They dug into their shopping bags and pulled out fresh new boxers and put çukurambar escort them on, Javier pulling his on underneath the towel. “Why don’t you just take the towel off Javier?” Angelo said as he watched his older brother struggle a little bit. Why the boy didn’t just go into the bathroom to change I’ll never know. “I have some modesty, unlike you.” “You didn’t until you started getting hairs on your gallo,” the little boy retorted using the term for cock. “You alce lejos too, I saw you in the night,” Angelo said using Spanish words and the universal gesture for jacking off. Javier took his towel off and tossed it at his brother then he adjusted his new underwear. Of course the boy ducked the wet missile handily while I was wondering where the kid had learned that stuff or was it just something that boys learned earlier these days. I certainly didn’t know anything about it when I was nine. Javier looked at himself in the mirror clearly proud at his new undergarments. He turned and came over to where I was sitting in one of the two armchairs found in virtually every hotel room in the world and asked how he looked in them. He looked terrific, the dark blue and white diamond pattern standing out nicely against his brown skin. He beamed with pride, his expression changing to dismay when Angelo, who was standing behind him, jerked the boy’s boxers to his knees. I was only three from him so I saw all that the cute young teen had to offer. I continue to refer to Javier as a teen even though he was still twelve but would be thirteen in less than a month. The brown tube of his cock hung limply but probably at full stretch from his shower. About five inches long with a nice thickness, his wrinkled foreskin was fully covering his cock head the tip looking like the dark wrinkled nipple that it was. He had a smattering of black hair at the base of his boyhood pride and joy, a few of them starting to curl. Below, his balls hung between his smooth dusky thighs, totally hairless, one orb lower than the other. He was fucking gorgeous. I didn’t get to look very long as an expression of mock outrage clouded his cute smooth face and he tugged his boxers back up, although not as fast as one would have thought. I got the impression right then that Javier wanted me to see him naked or at least wanted to be able to be naked around me just as his brother was. I’d had that sense before but I understood the boys’ reluctance and hadn’t questioned him on the topic. He went after Angelo who had retreated to one of the beds and began working at trying to pants the younger boy. Angelo was giggling like a girl and putting up a fight although it didn’t appear to be a very strong one. In the process both boys were grabbing at each others crotch, all of it mock battle with no intention of actually causing harm. Javier managed to get his brothers’ boxers to his knees while at the same time his own underwear was down below his butt giving me a terrific view of his posterior charms. He finally let go, moved away from Angelo and while pulling his underwear back in place said, “Ho, you getting a plancha,” the term for boner. As he stepped to the side I caught a glimpse of Angelo’s crotch before he got his boxers in place and indeed the little boy was stone hard. “You too Javier,” the little boy accused but Javier fooled us both. He tugged the front of his boxers down far enough for his dick to hang out then turned to prove to me it wasn’t hard. “Nu-uh,” he said then flipped it up and down with a finger before putting it away. While the boy didn’t appear to be hard I did notice that his foreskin had retracted some, the very tip of his cock head barely visible in the expanding hole. “Not now,” the Angelo said, “but your gallo get duramente every morning.” The brothers shared a room so it appeared that Javier had no secrets, or at least very few from I was able to determine. Angelo had stood up, the front of his boxers poking out because of his boner. “Yeah well Greg said it was natural when you grow up,” Javier said rather smugly. “You’re still chico peque�o,” he added, ribbing his brother about being a little boy. “Not so little,” Angelo said then started a rather seductive little dance, swiveling his narrow hips then pulling his underwear off and twirling them a little and letting them fly off into a corner then fondling himself, rubbing his balls and squeezing on his hard little dick, totally unselfconscious about his behavior. He was partially correct though because he did seem to be a little big for a nine year old but then I wasn’t any judge really. “Is it true Greg, do older boys get hard more?” I nodded my head then of course he asked if I did. He’d come right up next to me and stood there gently tugging on his balls and making his dick bob. I wanted to suck him off really bad. I was sitting with my legs stretched out in my own boxers in preparation for taking a shower but the boys activities had manage to postpone that for me. “Do you beat off like Javier does?’ he asked boldly. “Of course he does,” Javier said in an attempt to appear superior to his brother, “all guys do it when they get older,” he added with authority. “Well so do I,” Angelo said and took hold of his cocklet and stroked it a few times, covering and uncovering his swollen cock head. It was as if he had to prove to us that he knew what he was talking about. Then without warning he reached down and fondled my crotch, gently squeezing my stuff. “Show us Greg, I bet your gallo is huge when it’s hard.” Instead of reacting sharply with the boy I simply looked him in the eye then slowly and with purpose removed his hand from my crotch. “I’m not going to make myself hard and show you Angelo,” I told him. Of course he wanted to know why not after all we were all boys. I corrected him and reminded him I was a man not a boy. “So what, I’ve seen a man’s hard cock before,” then he caught himself because Javier all but stared at him while I raised an eyebrow. Javier regained his senses then asked the when’s why’s and wherefores. Angelo hemmed and hawed but the story finally came out in bits and pieces. While they were in San Jose with their parents before returning to Jaco Angelo had frequented a city park close to where the family was staying. Javier knew the park. Anyway, one afternoon Angelo had been approached by a man, or a much older boy he wasn’t sure, while he was taking a pee. The older boy/man pretty much hung his cock out for the Angelo to see while the guy pissed in the long trough in the men’s room. Of course Angelo stared and the upshot was they went into a cubicle where both pulled their pants down and fondled each other. The guy ended up jacking off in front of Angelo and when it was all over they agreed to meet at the same time the next day, the guy giving Angelo a handful of colones to seal the deal. The colon is the currency rate which amounts to less than a penny in US currency. Angelo met the man then went to his dingy apartment close by the park and over the next few days the man sucked Angelo’s dick many times and the little boy returned the favor. Angelo told us “tragu� su con – I swallowed his cum.” On the third day he wanted to “para poner su gallo en mi extreme”- to put his cock in my butt”. He wanted “quiso joderme” – to fuck me. His cock was pretty big, “not as big as yours Greg” Angelo told me with a smile, and I didn’t want to. The man let me fuck him and that was fun. The boy said that the guy was pretty insistent that Angelo let him fuck him so Angelo told the man maybe the next day but he never went back to that part of the park and a week later the boys were back at their grandmother’s place. Both Javier and I expressed our concern for the boy but Angelo insisted that it was fun, even swallowing the man’s cum. That perhaps explained the episode in the yard when Angelo practically pushed his hard little cock in my mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing; he wanted a blow job. We talked a little more about it but again, Angelo was totally undaunted by the experience insisting that the boy/man had really quite nice and Angelo enjoyed every minute of it. I headed off to the shower while the brothers talked about it. Under the hot spray I thought about Angelo’s experience and felt my cock start to rise. He was an adorable boy, cute and sexy as all hell with a terrific disposition. Again, until then I hadn’t been attracted to or even been with a pre teen boy but I found myself ready to make an exception. I focused on my new life in order to stop my dick from hitting full rise. While it had been three days at least since I’d jacked off I didn’t want to take the time in the shower in the event that both boys would suspect what I was doing. I have no idea why that should have concerned me. I came out of the bathroom with my clothes in my arms and a towel wrapped around my waist. I’d barely made it into the room when Angelo grabbed the edge of the towel and jerked it causing it come undone and fall to the ground. Both boys had big grins on their faces as they stared at my crotch, my cock at full stretch from the warmth of the shower. I didn’t even pretend to be angry or upset with Angelo for his trick or Javier for his obvious complicity in it. Instead I dropped my clothes on the floor and just stood there facing them. “Okay, take a good long look you guys.” Boy did they ever look in fact they both came closer to me. A good minute went by then Angelo went to the drawer where my boxers were and pulled out a pair. The little boy was still naked and had been soft when I first came into the room but was pretty much boned up as he handed me the underwear. I should have been suspicious but I wasn’t. I stood there for a second then lifted one leg and had gotten it through the boxer leg when both boys tackled me and caused me to fall onto the bed. They were on me immediately, Javier on my chest and trying to pin my arms and hold me down and before I knew it a small hand was on my crotch feeling me up. Life is filled with choice points; you go left or you go right or you stay right where you are. I could easily have tossed them off and ended the whole thing right then except that I knew it would only deter the boys for that moment. I knew that unless I took a firm stand against their behavior they would keep tempting me, keep trying to engage me in their play. The fact was that I didn’t want to stop them. I got my arms free, put my hands on Javier’s waist and pulled the boy forward so that his upper body would go over my head and onto the bed. He automatically shot his hands out to brace himself and in that moment I quickly peeled his boxers down to his knees. Just as quickly I wrapped an arm around his butt and pulled him in close so that his crotch was pressed against my mouth and nose while the other hand worked to get his boxers down below his knees. He struggled but no more that I was struggling to turn my crotch away from Angelo’s searching hands and I do mean hands for the boy had both of them working on me and I was responding in kind. I wasn’t the only one responding. Javier’s cock was beginning to thicken along side my nose, his soft smooth ball sac was resting against my lips and I couldn’t help but open my mouth slightly then close my lips against his skin. His struggling ceased as his body began responding quickly to the sexually charged situation, his cock fully hardened against my face. I wanted to suck his cock in the worst way but he started to pull his waist away from me so I let him go. He didn’t go far though, simply rolled onto his back beside me his boxers still down to his ankles and his cock standing proudly at attention in front of his flat belly. I got up on my elbow trying carefully to not discourage Angelo whose ministrations had gotten my dick to full stand. I looked toward Javier’s face, saw that he was looking directly at mine. I put my free hand on his leg about midway between his knee and his crotch and rubbed gently. As if in answer to my inquiry he used one foot to slip is boxers off then spread his legs open which allowed his balls to hang fully between his hairless thighs. My hand moved up until I reach the apex of his legs, turned over and cupped the boy’s maturing sperm makers and eliciting a gasp. Knowing that I was the first person to ever go there created a warmth that ran through my body and it took a moment to realize that part of that was caused because Angelo had put his mouth over the end of my cock and was sucking me. I looked down toward him and saw that the boy’s eyes were closed. Clearly he was very happy at what he was doing. I felt movement under my hand and turned back to see that Javier had sat up enough to see what was going on then lay back on the bed. “Would you like me to do that?” I asked and he nodded his head. I moved my hand up and took hold of his rampant cock, squeezed up and down the five and half inch length then stroked him, uncovering his pink swollen cock head, and covering it back up again. I felt Angelo take his mouth from my cock then lick the head like and ice cream cone as I lowered my head to Javier, my belly all a tingle. I’d wanted the boy since I first saw him and now. I opened my mouth wide, lowered some more and closed down on him. To say that having the adorably cute almost teenage boy’s cock in my mouth was awesome would be an understatement. I almost felt faint as my tongue swirled all over his cock head, swollen in lust, while I slowly stroked the shaft it was attached to. Javier moaned softly as his virginal young body was explored by someone other than him for the first time. “Do you like it Javier? Do you like Greg sucking your cock? Angelo asked. Javier mumbled a yes then moaned ankara escort loudly as the new feelings ripped through his body. I lowered my head until my chin touched the beginning of his sac and his cock head plugged my throat, the boy moaned yet again and I backed off. I managed a few more times before I took his dick from my mouth. I figured that the boy wouldn’t be able to last long and I wanted to see him cum, wanted to see how much, how far and all those things related to a boy when his sperm flows. Between my legs Angelo had already stopped sucking and was mostly jerking which wasn’t a surprise considering his lack of experience and the size of my dick. I used the thumb and two fingers technique to jack Javier off and I held them so that my thumb worked back and forth over the sensitive underside of his cock. I really like watching his foreskin move back and forth over the pink-ish head wondering for the hundredth time what it must feel like. Javier began making all kinds of grunting and panting sounds and before I knew it he let out a long groan, his young cock thickened in my fingers and he squirted out his first tribute to Eros at the hand of another. It wasn’t a lot, only about four droplets but it was thick and white, not the usual watery sperm of a boy new to the production of the life producing substance. “Ho Javier, you make esperma,” his brother said with a certain amount of pride in his high girlish voice. He’d left what he was doing with me to come stand next to the bed for a better view. Javier rose up on an elbow to see what he’s accomplished then just fell back onto the pillow, his belly panting from the excitement. Angelo ran a finger through his brother’s cum, sniffed it then took a little tentative taste. I reached across Javier’s body and took hold of Angelo’s rampant little boner and stroked him a few times. “You suck me now Greg,” he stated rather than asked. I nodded my head and Angelo came around to the other side of the bed and lay down. I took hold of him and slid his foreskin back and for a few times then played with his marble sized balls, gently squeezing and tugging on the small orbs. Without much fanfare I lowered my head and took him inside, my lips gripping onto his penis as well as the beginning of his crinkled little nut sac. The boy moaned loudly. I backed off then went to town, bobbing my head up and down on his dick while my free hand continued to play with his balls. Javier got off the bed and used my towel to clean himself off then snuggled up behind me and watched then took hold of my cock. It was the first cock he’d had the opportunity to explore and the curious young teen did exactly that. “You’re so huge Greg,” he murmured behind me as he gripped, squeezed, and stroked. I sucked, Angelo moaned, and Javier cupped and fondled my balls. “Are you gonna jack off after you make Angelo cum?” he asked. I nodded my head. It felt and heard like his little brother was getting close to his orgasm so I sucked even harder while my tongue kept up a continuing rotary motion all over his swollen little cock head. It didn’t take much longer before the little tyke went rigid then squealed like a little girl, his hands on my head as if to keep me there. I continued to suckle him until he reversed his hold and pushed my head away then started to roll onto my back but had to wait until Javier moved. I relaxed back, legs spread, and scratched my belly. Javier continued to sit with his legs tucked back beneath him, his hand resting on my upper thigh, his look alternating between my face and my crotch. He asked if I was going to jack off and I said I was unless there was something that he wanted to do. He seemed to give that a little thought then shook his head. I figured that he probably wanted to continue to explore my body and possibly even suck my cock but I didn’t know for sure and I didn’t want to pressure the boy. He’d get there in time, or not. Either way I’d had my dream come true which was to see him naked, suck his dick, and see him cum. I kept looking at his cock as much as he looked at mine. The boy was still hard as stone, his nicely shaped cock rising from between smooth thighs. I reached out and touched his knee then moved my hand a little higher to rest on his thigh. On the other side Angelo was starting to get his wind back and rolled to his side facing me and reach out to grasp onto my dick. “You make esperma now Greg?” he asked with a crystal white smile. “Do you want to jack me off Angelo?” I asked him and the gorgeous little boy nodded his head and began immediately. His finger barely reached around my cock but that certainly wouldn’t prevent me from coming. As Javier watched his little brother his hand crept up and began playing with my balls, gently squeezing and tugging on them. My hand moved higher up his smooth brown thigh but he was too far away for me to reach his goodies. The adorable young thing knew it so moved up closer to me, moving his knees a little wider to allow me access to his boy parts. “You want try sucking Greg Javier?” Angelo asked. The boy looked at me then back at my dick and I wondered what was really going through his mind. He finally nodded his head and started to lean down and forward. I watched his cute smooth face and felt myself throb at the thought of his perfect lips wrapped around my cock. Angelo held me upright for his brother and both he and I all but stared as Javier opened his mouth then lowered it over my swollen cock head and closed down. Sweet Jesus it was hot seeing the two brothers doing me together then the warmth of Javier’s mouth on me. I groaned out loud, my eyes closed, and I took a few moments to just feel what was happening to me. Angelo kept up a slow stroking on my shaft while his older brother moved his head up and down on my upright dick. The boy could only manage the head and an inch or so of the shaft. At eight plus inches long I’m also somewhat thick so I was a mouthful for many men let alone a boy and a novice at that. I opened my eyes and reveled in the sight of Javier, an almost teenage boy, sucking a dick for the first time in his life. I usually take a long time to cum but not this time. What with my pent up energy over these two cuties the past six weeks and the fact that they were working me over together and the fact that I was slowly stroking the older boy it didn’t take all that long to get to the flash point. I tapped Javier on the shoulder. “I think I’m gonna squirt any second and I don’t think you want it in your mouth Javier,” I said softly. He took his mouth away and smiled. “I was getting sore anyhow,” he informed me. “Help me out Javier” Angelo said, “my arm’s getting a little sore too.” Javier acquiesced to his little brother’s request and took hold of the top half of my shaft and together they began to stroke me. I reached down and took the boys’ still hard dicks in each hand and did the same to them or played with their balls, or both. It didn’t take long before my balls started to tingle. “Hold me tighter boys, I’m gonna cum really soon.” And then I did. In all honesty I hadn’t jacked off for at least three days what with all the activity around the house. I tend to make a fair amount of sperm and on any given day produce a decent cum shot. Everything that night combined to create a cataclysmic event. “Harder, faster,” I moaned and my dick head erupted. The boys were holding my dick almost straight up in the air so there wasn’t a whole lot of distance but the first two shots got a great deal of height, blasting up in the air between their smooth brown faces and coming down mostly in my fuzz but also on Javier’s arm. Both boys’ eyes went wide at the sight of a stream of cum that was eye level to them. Without saying anything they both let my dick angle more forward so that the next four jets of cream landed anywhere and everywhere from my nipples to my belly button, Angelo chattering like a magpie at what he was seeing. The pyrotechnics were soon over but my cock continued to ooze and dribble; the gooey white globs sliding down over my cock head and onto Javier’s fingers, some of it eventually making it Angelo’s hand. When it was all over both boy’s let go and my cock fell to my panting belly. Of course both boy’s had to inspect the fruit of my balls, looking at it then sniffing it. “That’s a lot of stuff Greg. Do you always make that much sperm?” Javier asked. Angelo was fully impressed with the distance I’d managed and swore that the man in the park never shot his stuff out like that and of course the little guy wanted me to do it again. I explained the dynamics of cumming to both boys and Javier admitted that it took him a little bit of time to recuperate as well during which time he lost interest and went about doing something else. “It looks like I’m still interested now?’ he said as he slowly stroked his nail hard brown cock. Angelo seconded his brother; thrusting his hips to and fro and making his boner wobble in the air. “Well I’m interested in cleaning this mess up boys,” I informed them and managed to get myself up off the bed and pad into the bathroom. I returned to the room after a quick shower to find the boys side by side on one of the beds, hard cocks in hand, jacking off. I was a little astounded, not that I should have been. I glanced at the clock and decided that I didn’t need to have another go round with them despite the fact that they invited me. “You come join us eh Greg?” Angelo asked. “Yeah Greg, show us how to do it,” Javier seconded. Both boys were working their dicks in a slow sensuous motion. I shook my head. “Naw, it’s getting late and we have another long day tomorrow.” Javier asked if they could finish and of course I said yes. I mean, fuck, you can’t really interrupt a boy and tell him no when he’s in the middle of a jack off now can you. I decided that I could speed the process up however, not that it really needed speeding up. How long could either of them carry that on. I went to my douche kit and found a small bottle of lube, something I never leave home without, and returned to the bed. I directed the boys to turn sideways and drape their legs over the side. “Now pull your skin down so that it’s fairly tight then pull down on your balls.” They both did as I directed then I squirted the lube all over both swollen cock heads, noticing that Javier’s was more red that normal. I figured the boy must be as hard longer than he’d ever been. Both boys squirmed and giggled at the cold goo as it dripped over their warm flesh. I set the bottle down, got to my knees on the floor between them and wrapped a hand around each cock head then began to move. They both gasped loudly and the expressions on both brown faces was one of total surprise and lust. I proceeded to move my hand mostly on their cock heads, moving up and down as well as twisting my hand around them as though unscrewing a bottle lid. Moans, both low and loud, ushered forth from both boys as I took them on a journey that I assumed neither had been on. It didn’t take long before I got them both to the pinnacle and took them over the edge. Once again, Angelo screamed out sounding much like a little girl. Javier wasn’t much quieter although the sounds were a little deeper. I’d moved my hand off of Javier’s cock head so that I could watch his sperm exit and I wasn’t disappointed. This time however it sort of popped out, a single large droplet appearing at his slit then sliding down over my fingers and had they not been all lubed up I’d have licked the boy’s sweet nectar right up. I wasn’t concerned though as I knew that I’d savor the taste of his juice soon enough. I took my hands away and simple knelt there and watched their heavy breathing, both boys lying still with their eyes closed and hands on the bed beside them. It took a good minute before they sat up, first Javier then Angelo who threw himself into my arms, kissed me hard on the lips then hugged me all the while singing my praises for what I’d done. Javier was right along beside him, doing the same thing. I wrapped an around each slender waist and getting lube, along with sperm, on their bodies. I also got some of Javier’s cum on my hip, the boy’s cock continuing to leak out a small amount of after orgasm liquid. They both finally let go and we all stood and headed over to the bathroom sink and used a washcloth to clean up. That done Angelo asked if they could sleep in my bed with me and of course I said yes. Cuddling with a pair of cute young boys, one at the beginning of puberty, was not something I would easily or readily refuse. We climbed into the king sized bed with me in the middle and a boy on each side, Angelo joining us after he turned out the lights. Both boys snuggled in close and draped an arm across my chest, a cock pressing into me on each side. What a way to fall asleep. Angelo dropped out almost immediately, his soft steady breathing lulling me off. “Thank you for being with us Greg,” Javier whispered. I told him it was my pleasure. “It wasn’t so difficult was it,” he added and I could hear the mirth in his voice. I turned my head toward him but didn’t answer. “Angelo has been talking about it for weeks you know, trying to figure out a way to get you to play with him.” “And not you?” I asked good naturedly. He admitted that he too had wanted to be with me but was being more respectful of my reluctance than Angelo who was pretty much single minded in his desires. Javier was quiet for a moment then said, “Are you going to keep doing stuff with us? I really liked what we did and I want to do more,” he admitted. I asked what he thought his grandmother would say if she found out. He admitted that we would have to be careful and I thought to myself that was an understatement if I ever heard one. I kissed him on the forehead and said, “Lets sleep now, we can talk more of this in the morning.” He kissed me back only on the lips. “I love you Greg, we both do.” He snuggled his head into the crook of my neck and was asleep before I was.

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