Juan and his Patron
By:
Jon Stewart
(© 2019 by the author)
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Chapter 1
Jon was a 75 year old expat from the United States. He had won big on the lottery and didn’t want to deal with the corruption and bigotry that had become so prevalent in American society. The school shootings, the police brutality, the systemic racism, the advance of the fascist state and it’s attack on the poor and middle class safety net programs had sickened him to the point that he wanted to leave. He now had the wherewithal to do so.
He chose Portugal for it’s low cost of living, it’s climate and simple lifestyle. He settled in the town of Portimao. He loved the beaches and as a tourist town many spoke English. He purchased a beautiful ranch styled villa with a spectacular pool and 8 foot privacy fence, actually a wall.
Jon put the finishing touches on his advertisement.
“House boy wanted - duties household cleaning,
yard work &
other miscellaneous tasks -
must speak English - Call 943 998 669 to Apply in
person”
He placed it in the local paper in both Portuguese and English. The next afternoon the calls started. He scheduled them over the following 2 days, allowing an hour for each interview. He got several calls from older boys 16-17-18 years. He took a picture of each and clipped his notes to it. They all seemed capable enough, strong, healthy and had several years of English in school. He told them they would be called and told of the outcome. He had kept the youngest sounding boy for his last interview. He really wanted a younger boy, hoping he would stay longer and be more easily molded to doing things his way.
At 3:05 he heard the knock on his door. A panting, out of breath and very sweaty young teenage boy was there. He had the dark hair of his ancestry, a lean build almost thin, and the beautiful innocent face of childhood mixed with his emerging puberty, he had just the wisp of a bit of peach fuzz on his upper lip. He stood about 5’6” and no more than 115 lbs, preppy styled hair with the deepest most sincere brown eyes ever. “Pardon, apologies Patron, I should have left earlier. I did not correctly calculate the distance. I had to run the last meter so as not to be tardy but alas, I am anyway. Apologies Patron.”
“Come in young man.” Jon led the boy into his study and motioned for him to sit opposite his desk.
“Now what is your name?”
The boy waited a moment as if translating as well as catching his breath then said, “Juan... Juan deSilva, Patron.”
“How old are you Juan?”
Again the pause, “TTThirteen, but I’ll be fffourteen in two more months, sir.” Juan quenched up his forehead and squared his jaw, obviously irritated that he had stuttered.
“Are you nervous Juan?”
“Si Patron” Again he was mad at himself while clenching his fists corrected his answer. “Yes Sir.”
“Juan, I like that you call me Patron and I understand si means yes so try to relax; it’s ok for you to speak some Portuguese with your English.”
“Ohh Obrigado Patron...uh uh thank you sir.”
“One of the things I am hoping is that I get help with my Portuguese and maybe I could help with English. Do you think that is something we could do?”
“Oh si si patron. I would like that. This is the first time I speak English other than at uh uh escola.”
“Escola is school”
Si patron stupid me I could not think of the word uh uh excuse me, patron.”
“Do you understand what the job is Juan.”
“Yes patron cleaning your fine hacienda and all around the outside. My mama and my papa both work and I often help at home doing such work.”
“Does cleaning the toilet bother you?”
“No patron, we have to do what we do and the toilet must be clean or else sickness. Is very important, no?”
Jon smiled “Si Juan, very important... How much would you like to be paid?”
“Ohh patron, I did not think of that. Whatever the patron thinks is fair, I’m sure will be most generous. I will work hard and always do my best for my patron.”
“You know I have several older boys who would like this job.”
Juan’s head fell to his chest. “I’m sorry to take your time patron. My older brother said my English was not yet ready. Apologies patron,” Getting up Juan said “I’ll take my leave now; it is a long walk home.”
“Sit down Juan.... I didn’t mean you could not do the work.”
“Yes patron.”
“Juan, I have more questions.”
“Yes patron.”
“Can you translate patron for me.”
“Ohh patron is someone who is in charge of his workers, he has to be good to them and take care of them. He cares uh uh much for his workers and because he does his workers do their best for him and care much for him.”
Jon smiled “would his workers ever lie to the patron.”
“Oh no patron if such a thing would happen my father would beat me; my mother would not feed me. All a family has is it’s honor; you cannot disgrace your family.”
“What if you could steal to make your family rich?”
“Patron, stealing is worse than lying. My father would never allow it. He would be disgraced; he would be devastated; he would disown me. You cannot do such things and have honor. Our family may be poor but we never would do such things.”
“Ok let me put it another way, supposed bigger older more desperate boys knew you worked here and they told you to steal from me or get beat up. What would you do?”
“Patron, I would have to endure it. I might ask my brother to help me but it’s better to die an honest peasant than a rich thief.”
“Well Juan, you are very honest. But let’s say you were beaten and your patron asked where you got the bruises. Would not you have been better off telling him in the first place of the problem?”
“Patron is so wise. Si, I am a stupid boy. I should learn to ask my patron for help in such a matter.”
“Well Juan, I think you are an excellent person for my job. It is yours if you want it but first I have to tell you something.... I am gay; a lot of people would not want to work for a gay man.”
“Patron, I was thinking as much; my mama asked why a house boy and not a housekeeper. I should tell you, I have a problem as well. When I look at a pretty boy down by the beach, I have excitement but when I look at a pretty girl not so much excitement. I think I would like to kiss the boy and other things as well. Perhaps we are the same. No one knows. Except you now. Maybe you can help me understand; why this is. I would very much like to be your houseboy.”
Jon got up, walked around the desk and extended his hand - when Juan went to do the same he pulled Juan to him and they did the man hug thing.
“That was very brave of you to tell me about your feelings about boys. Why did you do it?”
“Patron, you did the same for me and you went out there first. For the first time in my life I was with someone who would understand. I had to find the courage to be honest and I do now more so want this job.”
“Ok then you are my houseboy. When can you start?”
“As soon as the patron needs me.”
“Well I have a small task. The realtor, Mr. Garcia, meaning well but not thinking, threw some coins in the pool for good luck after I brought the house. I’m afraid they will get in the filtration system and cause a problem. Can you swim? Do you think you can get them out of the pool?”
“Patron, after my long walk and run in the heat your pool would be most enjoyable. Show me your pool please.”
Big double french doors opened up onto the patio with a large barbeque grill and several tables and chairs surrounding an olympic size pool with a big 8 foot tall privacy fence all around the area.
“See Juan, over there, close to the ladder, see the coins. Can you get them?”
“You have such a beautiful pool, patron. It must be deep at that point but I can do this for you.”
“Yes they said it was 10 feet at that spot.”
Taking off his shirt Juan hesitated a bit and said “Patron, I do not have anything on underneath and I should not go home wearing wet shorts. Is it ok?”
“Of course Juan.”
Juan turned his back and undid his cut off shorts. Jon smiled at his fine hairless buns.
As he stood there for a second in his nakedness Jon called.
“Juan come here by me.”
Juan cupped his hands over his privates and walked the few steps to his patron. Jon reached down and cupped his head.
“Juan you have a beautiful body, there is no need to be shy or embarrassed. Your private parts are not so dissimilar from mine. Yours of course are young and strong and much more beautiful than my old and wrinkled parts.”
Juan smiled; Jon kissed his forehead.
“You don’t have to hide from me.”
Juan dropped his hands to his sides. It was evident that there was a bit of excitement; like a rocket ready to blast off.
“You get the coins and I’ll get you towels for when you are done. Pick up your shorts and shirt and put them on one of the tables so they don’t get splashed on.”
“Si patron”
Juan swam a bit to get used to the cool water. Then dove down for the coins. The circulation of the water had spread them out a bit. There must have been almost 3 euro. It had taken about 10 minutes what with coming up for air.
“Do you have them all, Juan?”
“Si patron. I cannot see any more.”
“Do you want to swim for a bit, try the diving board?”
“Can I patron?”
“Yes of course why else would I suggest it? Someone has to enjoy this pool and I am a bit old.”
So Juan did!! He did somersaults off the dive and cannonballs. Enjoying the pool as only a 13 year old can. Calling out to Jon
“Watch this one patron, a giant cannon ball to win the war.” Or “2 and 1/2 gainer.”
Jon for his part loved watching the youth and the beauty of his young male form.
Juan got out and walked over to Jon, no longer hiding his boyhood. Jon gave him a towel and asked
“Want me to dry your back”
“You can dry all of me if you want patron. I love that you see me naked.”
Jon put a towel to protect water from getting on his lap and had Juan sit there on his lap. He dried his chest and back and ruffled and dried his hair, even dried his ears which gave Juan the chills. Juan leaned into him, warmed by the sun and Jon’s toweling. His head now on Jon’s chest. His excitement returned stronger than ever especially when Jon dried him there. Juan whispered.
“Patron, why do I have excitement when I see boys and not girls. I dream of doing things with boys and not girls. Why am I like this patron?”
“Oh my beautiful, so very beautiful Juan. You are like this, because this is the way God made you. The human body is beautiful, a complex organism with many different chemicals and hormones. You are what you are and you are not alone. Do not let prejudice have you not appreciate your beauty. Do you think God could make a sin? Of course not and for sure he made all of us. So God made you just the way he wanted you to be. Also be not so quick to put labels on yourself. Many boys in early puberty think more of boys than girls. Why? because you have been with boys your whole life and limited time with girls. They are different; a mystery so to speak. Your body has matured but not your emotions yet. The time may yet come when you see a girl and she is cute and pretty to you. Enjoy what you are; the way you are today. Let tomorrow take care of itself and if you are gay or bi or straight at 20 or 25 years of age that is when you will know and embrace who are always.”
“Thank you patron, thank you so much; will you teach me the ways to pleasure in sex?”
“I’m sorry Juan, that I cannot do. It would be most inappropriate. Having you here on my lap like this is about as far as I can go. You are so much younger; if anything were to happen, they would say, I seduced you. It is against my morals; you’ll have to find others your own age to learn such things and it is more fun in doing it that way. You’ll find that out; being excited about trying something new with your friend.”
“But I do not have a friend that I can do stuff with like that.”
“In time you will find someone; when you are ready. Now let us get you dressed and back to your home. No doubt there are parents wondering about your whereabouts. But there is one thing left undecided. What I will pay you. Will you give the money you earn to your family? “
“Yes patron, it is an honor to be able to contribute. Mama will treat me more like a man as will papa.”
“Well then this is what I have decided. I will pay you 150 euro a week to give to your mama… and 100 euro for you to have for yourself. If your parents do not accept this you cannot work for me.”
“Patron 250 euro is a small fortune. That is way too much. I am not worthy of such a sum. For sure my mama could use the 150 euro but if I could have 25 euro that would be plenty.”
Jon smiled again he knew he had selected the right boy. “Usually negotiation would go the other way, Juan. Tell you what, we will put the 75 euro in a bank account for you. If you need extra money it will be there for you and when you are ready for university you’ll have money for that or a car. How does that sound?”
“Patron you are so wise. Thank you so much. Papa and mama will not believe my good fortune.” Juan got up to get his clothes and dress as he did it he made sure to face his patron and show his excitement. Jon smiled and said
“You have beautiful boy parts Juan. I’m glad you do not hide them from me.”
“Thank you patron. Patron would it be ok if I give my boy parts some relief. It is soo hard I think I need to explode, please patron.”
“Ok, Juan you may pleasure yourself.”
“Would you watch me patron. I am so excited for you to watch me.”
“Ok, Juan go ahead; I’ll watch.”
Juan immediately dropped his hand to his member and started stroking.
“I like to put my finger inside me and think it is another boy’s member in me. It feels so good to do that. Can I do that patron?”
“Yes Juan, think you are getting another boy inside you. He wants you so bad and you want him to take you. To make you belong to him.”
Juan already had his fingers in his tight hole and he was moving them in and out while stroking his hard boy member. His body went rigid.
He yelled yes yes!!! Then squirted his love cream all over himself and the patio.
Jon applauded and said “well done.” And threw him a towel for the clean up .
“Ok sexy house boy I better get you home.”
Juan put on his shirt and shorts and was ready for his long walk home.
“Take those coins now Juan you worked for them.”
“May I, ohh thank you patron but they really are yours.”
“It’s little enough for today. Now let me give you a ride home. I have to go to the store anyway to get something for dinner.”
“Thank you again patron but I can walk. It’ll make my legs strong. Exercise is good … no?”
“Yes it is but this time let me drive you.”
“I cannot refuse such generosity from my patron.”
Juan was very impressed by Jon’s car, a Tesla Roadster; Juan got in but was afraid to sit on the fine leather. Jon had to yell to him to sit down. They moved forward without a sound. Juan was amazed. He had never seen nor heard of a car like this. Finally he settled down and Juan gave directions and Jon drove Juan to his house. A very small little bungalow but well maintained with a few flowers around to pretty it up.
Jon questioned, “how do you all fit?”
“Well mama and papa have their own room of course for privacy. Theresa being the only girl has the very small bedroom. Eduardo and me sleep in the living room. We take turns one of us has to blow up a mattress for the floor the other has the couch. Papa set up a shower outside in the back. Mama has her kitchen behind the living room. For sure it is not fancy, patron, but we know we are loved and papa makes sure we always are warm and dry. Mama and papa work hard to keep our stomachs filled. It is the home mama and papa have made for us and it is the best because it is filled with love.”
Jon’s eyes teared up as Juan told about his home. “Well it does seem small but the way you describe it there is a mansion’s worth of love inside and that is the very best thing you could have.” He was so grateful that he had selected Juan as his house boy.
“Would you like to come in patron?”
“No not this time perhaps another.”
“What time should I be to the patron tomorrow.”
“About 12:00 would be good Juan.”
“I’ll be there, thank you so much patron, mama will be so pleased when I give her the coins.”
“Well you earned them, go on now I have to make it to the market.”
With that Juan jumped out of the car and went running to the house. Eyes were peering out of every window on the block to see the fine car.
“mama, mama I did it; I got the job.” Juan yelled as he ran.
Once inside his mama, Rosa hugged him. Then let go and Juan danced around and around singing “I did it… I did it… I did it mama ”
As he calmed down Rosa asked “and the patron is he a nice man.”
“Oh mama he is the very best…here … my first job was swimming in his pool to get these coins…then he said I should keep them… mama there is over 3 euro there. I’m sure the real work will begin tomorrow but swimming in his pool was so fantastic.”
“My, my 3 euro’s for swimming. Well we should celebrate, take to the market and get us a chicken for dinner tonight. Your papa will be so happy with your good fortune.”
“Mama I didn’t tell the best part… he’ll pay me 150 euro to give to you and 25 euro to keep and 75 euro to put into an account for me to go to university or to get a car.”
“150 more euro a week and an education for you and spending money too. My has God smiled on us today, especially on you, my son. Oh Juan this is fantastic, quick get the chicken. I must make us a fine meal to celebrate.”
Juan literally ran to the market and back. Rosa had to have the chicken ready for papa and Eduardo when they came home from their long hard day. She cooked it with peppers and onions and mushrooms and potatoes and all the love she could give. The aroma was intoxicating. Rosa was an excellent cook.
Francisco smelled it as soon as he was in the door. He was dying from hunger but so sweaty and dirty and quite weary as was Eduardo. It was a hard, hot day out on the construction site, lifting timber and masonry block all the long day. But it was what his father had done before him and now his son was to learn the trade of building as well.
Rosa said, “Francisco, Juan has the best news, let him help you with your shower while I finish dinner.”
“Si Rosa, is that chicken I smell. Where did you get the money for such extravagance?”
“Let Juan tell you papa. You will be pleased.”
“OK, Juan come hold the shower on for me and Eduardo.”
“Si papa”
The shower had a rope tied to a valve to let water through to the shower head. That was it. There were no handles for hot or cold. Juan watched his papa and big brother strip down. They were both lean and muscled, Francisco at 6 foot had much more hair on his body weighed in at 185 lbs, a good 50 lbs heavier than Eduardo at 5’8”. They took turns under the shower soaping and rinsing and soaping again and rinsing. The water rejuvenated them. Juan loved to look at his big brother. He was so smooth and lean and his member was so much larger than his own. As Eduardo washed his member; it grew hard.
Francisco noticed and said “Go ahead pleasure it son, you worked really hard today.”
Eduardo didn’t have to be told twice. He enjoyed doing it in front of his papa showing him how much of a man he was and the amount of seed he produced. Showing Juan was all the more satisfying. Juan watched intently and he too had excitement in his boy parts and couldn’t help but rub it.
Francisco noticed and said “Go ahead you may pleasure too, son. Drop your pants and do like your brother. I understand you are the reason for chicken tonight.”
Juan took the rope to hold the water on and put it in his mouth and used his hands to undo his shorts. Francisco put his arm around him dragging him into the shower and then dropped it down on his rump and patted and squeezed. Juan lost the rope to save getting drenched. His dad’s touch quickly put Juan over the edge. For the second time that day he made his member spew his seed.
Then Francisco grabbed Eduardo the same way.
“My boys, you are good strong boys with much seed; you’ll give mama and me lots of grandchildren and grandsons.”
As they were dressing, Rosa called them to dinner. Francisco, Rosa and Eduardo had wine with the meal. Before grace papa asked Theresa to get another wine glass.
Francisco said, “Juan you are of an age and working like an adult now, so you too should have a bit of wine.”
He poured Juan a half glass like he did for his big brother. Juan’s chest was about to burst with the pride; he felt at the honor his father had bestowed on him. Then they all bowed their heads as Francisco said the grace. The chicken prepared with the onions, mushrooms, tomatoes and potatoes was delicious. Francisco said after dinner, Juan would tell him all about his good fortune and had Rosa and Theresa tell of their day. Francisco was most proud of the way Eduardo helped at the construction site. His supervisor told him Eduardo was a good worker. All the time Juan was bursting to tell of his job. Francisco knew but he had already acknowledged Juan and felt all in his family needed to be acknowledged as well. Papa as was his custom after dinner helped clear the plates and everyone followed suit. Papa asked Eduardo to help Theresa with the washing so he and moma could talk to Juan.
Francisco with Rosa went into the little living room and sat on the couch. Juan sat on the floor by his father. “Now Juan tell me about your good fortune; start from the beginning and don’t leave out anything.”
Juan told about running the last kilometer after he heard the bells tell the 3 o’clock and arriving at the patron’s door all out of breath and stumbling over his English. Juan told of how the patron was kind and made him relax and his English got much better. How he answered the questions about the toilet, about lying and stealing and the one where he answered wrong because he did not ask patron’s for help. He told about the patron telling him he was gay. Then he swallowed hard … he so wanted to not tell this part but papa said not to leave out anything. He bowed his head and in a very soft voice almost a whisper.
“Papa, only because you said not to leave out anything and I cannot lie to you. I have to tell you after the patron said he was gay and because he said it. I felt the courage to tell I felt excitement when I saw boys down by the beach but not so much excitement when I saw girls.”
He stopped there and looked up at his papa. His papa had tears in his eyes as did mama. Francisco got up and paced back and forth stopped in front of Rosa. Her eyes told him all he needed to know. He saw only love, the love that bore his son, the love that had been there from the first day when they were teenagers, till this.
Juan had his head buried in his arms; his eyes would not stop the crying and his throat was so tight, an occasional sob escaped from his young maturing body. He managed
“I’m sorry papa, I’m so sorry to tell you this but I cannot lie to you.”
Francisco, knelt and picked up his son and hugged him to his chest.
“Juan you are my son, I loved you when you drew your first breath and I love you today and I’ll love you every day, I draw breath.”
Rosa joined them and she held and hugged her strong husband and young son. “ I am so proud and love you both. There is more Francisco.” She smiled and looked at Juan, “ tell him, Juan tell him the rest.”
Juan sniffed back the tears relieved that he didn’t have to hide who he was to his parents. He told of the swimming and getting the coins for the chicken. He told of what the patron had told him; that ”I was beautiful and the way God wanted me to be.” He told that “God did not make any sins”; he told that “I was way too young to say I am gay that I was still maturing and maybe I would still meet a girl that brought me excitement. But to be happy in who I am no matter what and if I found love with another man to always be proud.”
“Papa, the best part besides patron being kind and wise; is he will pay me 150 euro to give to mama and 100 euro for me, 25 to spend and 75 a week to be put into an account saved for when I should go to university or an emergency or to get a car. I tried to tell him it was way too much, papa. That’s why there is money into the account.”
“Juan today you have made me very proud, not because of the money, which will be a great help and use most wisely but for your character in honoring the reputation of our family. We may be poor but we are honest, hard working, we have love in our hearts and in our family and God has smiled on us with your good fortune. Juan for sure your patron is wise, and caring and very generous. You are very lucky to have such a patron. I know you will always do your best for him.”
“Yes papa.”
Eduardo & Theresa peeked around the corner and asked “may we come in”.
Papa said “yes, what did you hear, were you listening?”
Eduardo replied “Yes papa, it is very good that Juan has such a good and generous patron. “ He paused and then looked to Juan “Juan you are my little brother and I will always be there for you. If you like boys more than girls it doesn’t matter. A lot of people are that way… for me I kinda like them both the same.”
Theresa added twirling her hair, “Juan don’t you sometimes like me more than Eduardo?”
They all laughed and Juan said “yes, Theresa yes.” And started to tickle her.
“Well children the sun is down so it must be time for sleep.”
“Si papa” they all kissed their mama & papa on the cheek and wished each other good night. Rosa took Francisco’s hand as they headed off to their bed. She knew Francisco would make love to her this night and she was so happy for it.
Theresa went off to her room. The small living room was now Eduardo’s and Juan’s bedroom. They striped down out of their clothes.
“Juan, why don’t you take the couch tonight for getting us that good chicken.”
“No, no not necessary you worked so hard with papa today. You deserve the softer couch. But thank you……Was it true what you said that you like boys and girls the same?”
“Yeah, I would not lie to you.”
“You sure Eduardo?”
“Yes of course Juan, now this is a secret but I did stuff with a boy and really liked it. And I have kissed a girl from school and the excitement was there, really, really there.”
It was obvious for the third time that day Juan was full of excitement.
“What did you do with the boy, who was he? Would he do it with me or think I am too young?”
“Ahh little brother I should not tell of such things.”
“Please Eduardo, please.”
“Well, I will not tell you who but I will ask if he thinks you too young. We made love the way of 2 boys. We used our mouths on each other at the same time. Think of the number 69.”
“Oh Eduardo I have much excitement. How did it taste?”
“I liked it, especially the precum. Want to try it with me?”
“Oh yes Eduardo, you are so strong and handsome it would be a dream come true, tell me what to do.”
With that Eduardo slips his naked body down on the floor next to join Juan’s naked body. His excitement plainly evident; Juan smiles. “Juan kiss me.”
Juan slowly, tentatively, gently leans into Eduardo, their lips meet, his hands wrap around Eduardo’s back then down the side and up over his chest.
In the background they can hear the muffled sounds of mama and papa making love. Mama moans “oh Francisco I love it”; the bed squeaks from papa’s powerful thrusts.
Juan lets his hands wander to Eduardo’s excitement. It feels so hard; so good to have in his hand. His own excitement grows. Eduardo gently takes hold of the back of back of Juan’s head and lets his tongue probe the inside of Juan’s mouth, darting in and out as if fucking. Eduardo gently breaks the kiss and nuzzles Juan’s ear. Shivers run through Juan. He whispers to Juan “take it slow little brother; it’s better that way.”
Juan replies “ show me Eduardo, teach me the pleasures of the body.”
Eduardo slides down to Juan’s boy nipples and licks and gently bites them sending tingles throughout Juan’s body. He has never been so alive, every sense is heightened. His excitement starts leaking precum. Eduardo swiftly switches to 69 position and greedily licks up the precum. Juan, seeing Eduardo’s member right over his head, lets it brush up against his mouth and lets his tongue out. He thinks Eduardo’s excitement is right there for me to love; he licks it then grabs hold and kisses it and kisses his testicles.
“It’s so big Eduardo, I love it. May I suck it.”
“That’s the idea little brother.”
Eduardo is slowly pleasuring Juan, fearing his little brother will erupt too soon. He licks the base of Juan’s excitement and sucks on his testicles, lets his hand wander over Juan’s thighs, between his legs.
Juan takes Eduado’s big pleasure stick into his mouth. Starts sucking on it, wanting the cream, he tastes the precum and his enthusiasm grows. He wants his brother’s cream; he wants it so bad. He wants to give his big brother pleasure. He thinks he wants his brother inside of him all the time.
Eduardo feels his excitement growing, he feels the love of his little brother on his member. He wants them to come together. He takes Juan’s young, just about hairless member in his mouth; he twirls his tongue around and around the head. Juan does the same to Eduardo’s excitement. Juan feels Eduardo getting even bigger in his mouth, even stronger, even harder. He sucks hard and twirls his tongue. He wants Eduardo’s love juice so very much. His own excitement is growing. He feels his own love juice stirring in his scrotum. He feels it rising pulsing through him. He feels Eduardo’s member doing the same. Eduardo knows they are going to cum together. He continues his sucking, smiling inside, trembling as the eruption builds. Together they pour blast after pulsating blast of their love juice into each other’s mouth. They are dizzy from the erupting, light headed, they pour out more juice than they had ever done in their young lives. Eduardo recovering slightly changes his position and is up by Juan’s head. Juan grabs his head and kisses him, they taste each other's cum; they embrace.
Eduardo whispers, “that was awesome…did you like.”
“Oh si, si Eduardo. I want to do it again and again and again. Having your excitement in me, in my mouth was the best thing I ever have in this life.”
They hear papa grunt most loudly. Mama cries “yes, yes.”
They separate a bit. Eduardo says “I want to stay down here with you tonight.” Juan kisses him again. They snuggle together, sleeping naked on the floor with the cool night breeze gently washing their bodies.
The next morning, papa comes to wake Eduardo for work. He sees their obvious embrace and naked entanglement and their youthful excitement. He smiles to himself. Boys will be boys, he thinks and it’s good that they can have this pleasure; life will be hard, soon enough for them. He gently slaps Eduardo’s naked rump.
“Time to rise now son, work needs to be done.”
Mama rises; sees the same; marvels at their beauty for but a moment; then goes straight to her task making café and cutting off a bit of bread. The sky is alive with shades of orange and yellow, purple and blue the first ray of sunlight peeks over the horizon. Her dear, husband and her eldest are off to earn the living for their family. She pauses a moment and watches them walk down the lane, the scene will fill her heart with love.
Rosa goes and gets the dirty clothes from yesterday as well as her wash tub and scrubbing board. She labors at her task while doing so wishing she had a new fangled washing machine. All the clothes washed she hangs them on the clothesline Francisco put up for her; it’s now time to wake Theresa and take her to the restaurant.
Rosa is a diminutive woman standing just 5 ft 3 and weighing maybe 115 lbs on a good day. She more than makes up for her size with her drive and work ethic. In her forties now she is not the same pretty young girl as when she married Francisco. Her skin has toughened and wrinkled a little. But she still is an attractive woman with her dark hair and most beautiful smile. Rosa works at a restaurant as a part time assistant cook. When Juan cannot watch Theresa she will bring her to the restaurant and she will help out with the clearing of the tables and get an occasional tip. Most important to Rosa she knows where Theresa is and she is out of any possible trouble. Theresa is the spitting image of her mother 30 years earlier. Pretty dark hair slight frame standing 4 foot 7 inches and weighing all of 70 lbs. She has a noticeable limp from a birth defect which has one leg shorter than the other. Doctors had said she should do exercises preferably in a pool to strengthen the short leg and get special shoes with a lift. As well intended as the advice was, these were things that were just out of the reach of Rosa and Francisco.
Rosa throws a sheet over Juan’s mid section lest Theresa see him in his nakedness. She gets Theresa her breakfast, café and bread like they all will have. She knows she should leave a little early since Juan will not be able to watch Theresa and she has a hard time walking the several kilometers to the restaurant. It pains her to see Theresa struggle so but what must be must be. Before leaving, Rosa shakes Juan, telling she is leaving and not to be late for his new Job.
Juan, as soon as they are out the door gets up in his nakedness and runs to pee. He has often been naked in front of mama but it would be different in front of Theresa for some reason. He sure did have to pee. He decides to shower to be sure there is no smell to him; then dresses in the other pair of shorts and shirt he has to wear. He eats his breakfast and enjoys the solitude, thinking over the events of last night and the love of his brother. He considers all that he has and considers himself most lucky; a family that loves him even beyond him being different and his fantastic new job and the Patron that understands his differentness more than he does himself. Yes he is a lucky boy for sure. He has the time to day dream a bit and thinks he liked doing stuff with Eduardo. Not the sex part which was great but the fact that Eduardo was bigger and stronger and took charge but in a kind and gentle way. For sure to have a big strong boy friend would make it easier, few would pick on him then. His time to leave had almost come so he decided to be early and wait on the Patron’s door step until the church bells rang the 12 of the o’clock.
To be continued...
Posted: 04/09/2021