Lucky Mr. Peters
Chapter 7
Carlos took the initiative. He climbed up on the couch in front of Allejandro, putting his feet on either side of Allejandro's waist. Pulling off the piece of cloth that covered it, Carlos presented his hard boyhood and Allejandro engulfed it with his mouth.
Not to be outdone, Pedro also scrambled forward, getting rid of the string as he climbed up. But he surprised me when he turned around and with his hands spread his butt cheeks to give me perfect access to his little pucker. Holding him steady with my left hand on his hip and my right hand fondling his boyhood and balls, I set to work with my tongue. As I worked my magic Pedro became very vocal.
Soon I felt my sweatpants and briefs being yanked down and a small hand applying lube to my now raging boner. Then Pedro squatted down and I could feel my glans touching his saliva covered pucker. It easily slid in and with a final push I had my cock buried in boy ass. With my left hand, I loosely held on to Pedro's torso, but my right hand was swatted away from his pecker. When I tried to grab it again I felt Carlos' head, bobbing up and down.
Before long I felt Pedro's ass clamp down sending me over the edge. I shot a good number of squirts into him before I slumped. It was only then I realized that Allejandro had taken up position behind Carlos and had given him a similar treatment. It took a few minutes before the four of us regained anything akin to our normal composure.
The two boys made a beeline for the bedroom, both probably needing to relieve themselves, while Allejandro sat down next to me, resting his head upon my shoulder.
"What happened to fucking Carlos being my job?" I asked.
Allejandro shrugged. "He needed it and you weren't available."
I turned towards him and kissed him, letting him know I was OK with it.
Then two boys flashed by on their way to the pool. Allejandro and I looked at each other, smiled and followed suit.
After 15 minutes in the pool with three very active young men I was thoroughly worn down. I managed to escape and sit down in my recliner, catching my breath. I knew it was getting close to dinner time, but didn't feel like cooking. Making up my mind I got on the phone and ordered three different big pizza's and two salads to be delivered. The voice on the other side of the line assured me they would be there in 30 to 45 minutes.
I went up to the bedroom to get dressed in a fresh pair of briefs, sweatpants and a t-shirt. Back in the kitchen I set the table, then went back to the recliner to await delivery of our food. The boys were still at it in the pool and their giggles and laughter were quite infectious.
A short while later the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. At the door was a boy of about 14, presenting me with the boxes of food, which I put down on the side table. He was smiling broadly when he handed me the bill. He couldn't see the pool action from this side of the house, but it was clearly audible.
He had a diminutive stature, but was quite pretty, with black hair and sparkling dark brown eyes. He was wearing sandals, bright yellow shorts and a flaming red t-shirt. His arms and legs were perfectly smooth and I could swear I could see movement in his crotch area. For all intents and purposes, he looked like he could be Carlos' older brother. When I handed him the money, including a generous tip, I told him that if he ever wanted to go for a swim he'd be more than welcome.
He walked back to his moped, but turned around before he got on. With a big smile on his face he slyly replied, "You know, I think I'll hold you to that promise. And my name is Rafael."
He then got on his moped, started it and drove off. As I closed the door a thought crossed my mind: "I just hope this doesn't grow out of hand."
When I walked to the table with the boxes of food, the boys had vacated the pool and were drying off on the deck. They sat down at the table, not bothering with putting any clothes on and dinner was started.
Between the four of us the food rapidly disappeared. As the boys cleared the table I once more retired to the couch. Carlos took Pedro's hand and dragged him towards the stairs announcing that they were going to the game room.
Allejandro sat down next to me and put and arm around my shoulders. I absentmindedly started to play with his cock and balls. He let out a soft laugh, then said: "You know, those two downstairs are now probably doing the exact same thing!"
We decided to watch a movie and when it finished I felt bone-weary. I called down to the boys that it was bedtime and the two of them looked flustered when they entered the living. Pedro had his eyes downcast when he asked where he was going to sleep.
"That's up to you. You can have one of the spare bedrooms or you can sleep with Carlos in his bedroom."
His eyes immediately shot up at me and a grin appeared on his face. He jumped up at me, grabbing me around the neck and kissed me on the cheek. Before I managed to put him down again he whispered into my ear, "Thank you."
The two of them then disappeared into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
"I guess that means we're dismissed," I said to a broadly smiling Allejandro.
I pulled him off the couch and after dousing the lights on the ground floor we took the stairs to our bedroom. Before we entered Allejandro stopped me, "I really want to sleep, ok?"
I hugged and kissed him, then said, "I think that's a very good suggestion."
We fell asleep in each other's arms and didn't wake up until we heard some loud tapping on the bedroom door. Two very naked boys entered and informed us that they were hungry.
Carlos moved to my side of the bed and Pedro did the same on Allejandro's side. Carlos just nodded to Pedro and moving in sync they pulled the comforter off us, revealing our morning boners.
Carlos made a quick comment to Pedro in Spanish, then climbed on the bed to settle between my legs. Pedro did the same thing, settling between Allejandro's legs. Both boys bent down and I could see a good portion of my cock disappearing into Carlos' mouth.
After bobbing up and down a few times Carlos must have caught sight of the bottle of lube that I kept on the night stand. He quickly grabbed it, opened the cap and put a good amount on his hand before handing it to Pedro. He spread the lube between his hands, lubing my cock with one and lubing himself with the other.
Carlos moved up, lining up perfectly before pushing his butt down on my cock. He started to fuck himself on my hard on, furiously jacking his own boyhood as he did. I caressed his hairless thighs and from the corner of my eye could see that Pedro was getting his rocks off on Allejandro.
My balls had just begun to churn when a little jet of boycum landed on my belly and I started to fill up his tight boyhole. The four of us were panting, slowly trying to regain our senses. Then Carlos bent forward and kissed me: "Thank you for letting Pedro sleep with me last night. We'll wait for you two downstairs."
The boys got up and left. I looked at Allejandro and noticed he was smiling at me. "That was a very nice way to wake up," he said.
We managed to get up and get presentable before going downstairs. As we entered the kitchen the boys were sitting at the breakfast counter, dressed in shorts and t-shirts. Their damp hair revealed that they, too, had taken a shower.
I decided to make Dutch pancakes for breakfast and it turned out to be a great hit. It took me close to half an hour to get all of us sufficiently fed.
After breakfast, the boys dutifully cleared the table and Carlos and Pedro retired to the game room. I just hoped for once they would be able to keep their clothes on. Allejandro and I retired to the couch, just to lounge for a while.
At one point, Allejandro grabbed my hand and said that he wanted to find another job. "Have you considered to maybe go back to school?" I asked.
"I did like school, but I had to stop to find work because my parents struggled."
We discussed things, back and forth, and I got the clear impression that he’d like to go back to school. In the end, we went into the study to look up some local schools on the Internet. When I suggested the International School, that was quite close to the villa, he looked at me a bit fazed.
"That's a private school and it would cost a lot of money," he objected.
"You know by now I don't care about money. I only care about you and about what's good for you!" I said, tapping my index finger on his chest a few times for added emphasis.
We bickered for a little while longer before he relented. We would call the school on Monday to see if he could still enroll at this time of the year.
By then it was time for lunch, which was a simple affair. Afterwards the boys frolicked around in the pool for a few hours. My suggestion to put some food on the outdoor barbeque for dinner was met with general approval.
After dinner, the overall mood diminished and Carlos and Pedro retired to the game room again. It was close to 7:30 pm when I went into Carlos' bedroom to pack up Pedro's overnight bag. As I held the elephant string I had to snicker. I put it back into Carlos' drawer, I didn't think Pedro's mother would appreciate it.
Near 8 pm I called the boys to come up and they did, both looking a bit flustered. Pedro noticed the packed overnight bag standing just outside Carlos' bedroom door. I told him I had packed it for him, so he and Carlos would have more time downstairs. I was closely hugged by two happy boys when the doorbell rang.
I knew it would probably be Vitoria and when I opened the door she smiled at me broadly. I had to give her a hug and after inquiring about Pedro's behavior, I assured her that he'd been an absolute angel.
"Well, I'll just wait for him in the car," she said in a conspirational voice. "I know boys can be just as fussy as girls when it comes to saying goodbyes and I should know, I've got two of those, too."
She chuckled as she walked back to her car. As I turned back into the hallway I saw Carlos and Pedro being seriously lip-locked. I told them it was time and Pedro ran over and gave me another big hug. "Thank you, Mr. Peters, I love you," he croaked before running out the door and climbing into his mother's car.
I closed the door as the car drove away and saw Carlos, tears streaming across his cheeks. I picked him up and carried him into the living room, holding him with one hand under his bum whilst soothing his back with the other.
After he calmed down a bit we went down to the media room to watch a movie on the big screen. Carlos sat between Allejandro and me and we both had arms around his little shoulders. The movie was actually quite funny and Carlos cheered up a bit.
After the movie was finished and I declared it was time for bed, Carlos popped the big question. "Can I sleep with you two tonight, I don't want to sleep alone."
Behind Carlos I could see Allejandro nodding his head and, of course, I gave in.
"But only for tonight and no hanky panky," I said.
"What's hanky panky?" Carlos asked, his interest clearly piqued.
"It means no wiggling your butt or that pecker of yours in our faces," I replied.
Carlos shrugged his shoulders. "You have no pajamas, so we'll sleep naked anyway."
Allejandro doubled over laughing and I just shook my head. The boy really seemed to have an answer for everything.
TBC