Lucky Mr. Peters
Chapter 71
I was rather surprised to see that Pietro and Mauricio’s suits were strikingly similar to the ones Allejandro and I were wearing. It even caused Aidan to question who was going to be marrying who, which resulted in some hilarity amongst the boys. After taking several photographs of our whole group on the patio, Jorge pleaded to let him take a picture of just the four of us and we relented.
The boys then suggested having a picture taken in the garden, but Pietro and Mauricio immediately started to protest. They didn’t want any of our suits to get grass stains on them as those would be almost impossible to wash out. They were right, of course, so we all stayed where we were and I sent the boys upstairs to change back into their regular clothing while those photos were taken. Then the remainder of us went back into the living room to talk some more.
It was close to an hour later that I saw Jorge out the car gate, we had the wedding pretty much all planned out by then. The boys had long gone back down to the game room and I’d even spied Carlos and Damarion going down, wearing their usual attire. Once Jorge had gone Allejandro and I went up to our bedroom to also get changed again. We were both down to our underwear, when Allejandro pushed me over onto the bed and rapidly crawled on top of me.
“I can’t believe we’re really getting married,” Allejandro smiled.
“Are you getting cold feet?” I asked.
“Why would my feet be getting cold?” Allejandro questioned, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of the English expression.
I managed to explain what I meant and Allejandro adamantly denied, emphasizing his words by softly humping me. I had to stop him, tactfully pointing out that lunch would likely be almost ready. He was, I think, only slightly disappointed when I insisted we’d both better get dressed again.
When we got back downstairs, Mauricio indeed announced that lunch was ready and Allejandro called up the boys from the game room. Aidan and Jordan had already indicated that they’d be off shopping and wouldn’t join us for lunch, so it was just the regular bunch. After we’d all eaten, I somehow expected Carlos and Damarion to hang around for our usual Saturday session and was surprised when they didn’t.
“Looks like it’s going to be just you and me today,” Allejandro whispered. “And I’m still really horny,” he then added, grabbing my hand.
When the boys had all disappeared down the stairs, Allejandro began dragging me up to our bedroom. It had been quite a while since I’d seen him this way, impatient and with an almost untempered enthusiasm. I thought it was best to start with sucking him off in order to alleviate his first need. It worked and the foreplay that followed was more than worth the initial effort. We took our time and it wasn’t until well over an hour later and after a warm shower that we were both ready to go back down.
Walking into the living room, we were confronted with piles of clothes near the sliding doors leading out onto the patio. It was clear that, in our absence, the boys had decided to exchange the game room for the pool. Even John had joined them, obviously not wanting to stay behind on his own. Allejandro said he’d had enough exercise for one day and we both went into the kitchen to get a cup of tea before settling down on the couch.
It wasn’t until about an hour later that the boys began vacating the pool, running for a towel and quickly drying off, before entering the house and picking up their clothes. They went up to their rooms to wash off the chlorine and I assumed a few of them had some other fun too.
Aidan and Jordan walked in shortly afterwards, clearly having returned from their shopping trip. Aidan joined me and Allejandro for a glass of wine, while Jordan continued on down to the game room.
The rest of the weekend went by rather predictably and without extraordinary incidents. Monday morning, after all the boys had left for school and I’d had my coffee, I decided to go out and have a look at my beachfront property. I told Mauricio and Pietro I’d be back in time for lunch before taking off in the SLS.
Arriving at the site, there was definitely less activity than I had expected. Only after wandering around for a couple of minutes, I came across Johan and Karim who were talking to what I assumed to be the contractor. They had their backs turned towards me and I could see them gesturing in what looked like desperation. I stopped at a short distance, close enough to hear them complain about the lack of progress being made. It wasn’t until the contractor made them aware I was behind them that they turned around and both immediately began smiling.
“Mr. Peters, you should have told us you were coming by!” Johan exclaimed as he walked over and gave me a hug, closely followed by Karim.
“Don’t worry, it was just a spur of the moment idea,” I laughed.
They introduced me to Mr. Joaquin, who indeed turned out to be the contractor for the exterior remodeling of the property. What followed was a short tour, during which I could better visualize the plans that Johan and Karim had for the place. It quickly became clear that most of the work was still being done to the interior of the apartments, with old kitchens and bathrooms being replaced by new ones. I was quite impressed when I was shown one of the apartments that was almost finished but for the carpeting and furnishings. It still smelled of fresh paint, but looked a lot better than I could have imagined.
It was obvious that Johan and Karim wanted things to be done faster, even though I told them that patience is a virtue, especially in Spain. After they’d shown me around, I convinced them to join me for a cup of coffee at one of the local coffee bars. It was fun to experience their enthusiasm and it assured me I’d made the right choice by putting them in charge. We discussed a few more things, until I noticed the time and realized I needed to get back home. I promised that I’d give them a heads up next time I wanted to come over and then we parted company.
I’d only just parked the car, when the car gate opened up again and the first four boys to get home rode in. Of course, being inquisitive, I had to tell them where I’d been before they went up to their rooms to change. Over lunch, Hugo was curious to learn how his cousin was doing and I obliged him by giving him a report on what I’d seen. It was suggested that we could maybe all go over on some Saturday or Sunday to have a look, but no firm date was set.
I have to admit that I was surprised when, after lunch, Fernando, Rafael and Hugo hurried off down to the game room, leaving Paolo behind. It felt like déjà vu as Paolo mumbled something about wanting to talk to me in private. I didn’t want to embarrass him, so I asked him to follow me into the study.
“Uhm, it’s okay for me to call you papi too, right?” Paolo shyly asked after we’d sat down on the couch.
“Of course it is, if that’s what you want,” I replied, trying to put him at ease.
“The other boys, uhm, they all say you helped them a lot when, uhm, they were having problems,” he stammered, keeping his eyes firmly downcast.
“I guess so, at least I do try my best,” I said, not quite sure where the conversation was heading.
“Did Julio tell you that he asked me to have sex with him?” Paolo then asked.
“Yes, he did. He also told me that you wouldn’t,” I answered.
“It’s really weird. Just because I’m bigger down there than other boys, they think I like to fuck. I don’t and I think my real father threw me out because I like being the girl. He hated that I preferred helping my mother in the kitchen rather than doing sports like my brothers,” he blurted out.
“We’re all different and there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m sure the boys told you so,” I said, getting slightly confused.
“When I delivered pizzas, there was this man. He asked me in one time and I let him fuck me. I went back many times, until my father found out. I couldn’t find the man anymore, so I think he moved away. Would you fuck me, papi? Please!” Paolo then pleaded.
For a moment I was stunned and didn’t know what to say. I was fairly sure that he knew I’d fucked almost all of the other boys at one time or another. If I now told him that I wouldn’t, it could ruin the trust that I had so far established.
“Are you sure about that?” I questioned, offering Paolo a way out.
“Yes, I’m sure, papi, I need it,” Paolo said as he got up off the couch and the bulge in his pants became extremely obvious.
I almost had to giggle as he reached out a hand to help me get up in turn, but I managed to stifle it. It only took a few minutes before we were up on the second floor and inside Paolo’s bedroom. I’d seen him naked before, most notably when he came out of the pool, but now, being up close, I couldn’t help but glimpse at him. The first thing that caught my attention was the fact that his butt was almost as skinny as Allejandro’s and I wondered why I hadn’t noticed it before. It was enough though to somehow get me more excited than I had at first anticipated.
As soon as he’d shed his clothes, Paolo retrieved a small bottle of lube from a drawer in his dresser and climbed onto the bed. I wasn’t too far behind and as I got onto the bed too, an idea had already formed in my mind. With Paolo on his hands and knees, I moved behind him and I could tell he was slightly nervous. I don’t think he’d anticipated my next move as he let out a deep moan when I flicked my tongue over his hole for the first time.
“Oh, my god, papi, that feels awesome,” Paolo whimpered as I continued to rim his skinny ass.
I could easily feel how he began to relax and I realized this was likely a new experience for him. It wasn’t to last long, though, as all too soon he began begging me to ‘put it in’. I kept at it as he handed me the lubricant and I used it on my own hard-on. Mindful of his old injuries, I intended to go slow, but was thwarted by Paolo’s actions. As soon as my glans had popped in, he pushed back, taking me fully inside of him. Much to my surprise, it quickly became obvious that Paolo wanted it hard and I had little choice but to comply.
We changed position a couple of times and even though he’d told me he was a bottom, Paolo’s eagerness still amazed me. When we ended up missionary style, Paolo began jacking off at close to lightning speed. I have to admit that I was rather shocked when he climaxed as I definitely hadn’t expected a boy his age to be so ‘productive’. The wow factor caused me to go off the deep end just seconds later.
I was still slightly reeling and panting when Paolo jumped off the bed and hurriedly disappeared into his bathroom. I think a good 5 minutes passed before he returned with a huge grin plastered on his face. I’m not sure why, but he came back onto the bed, snuggled up to me and started purring like a kitten. When I suggested we’d better get up and dressed, he crawled on top of me and asked if we couldn’t just cuddle for a little while longer. Of course, I gave in. After everything Paolo had been through, I felt he deserved some TLC and I was more than prepared to give it to him.
When we finally did go down, it was already half past 2 and I definitely needed a cup of tea. Paolo continued on down to the game room as I made for the kitchen and noticed I was actually feeling quite giddy. I had absolutely enjoyed the interlude with Paolo and was somehow hoping he’d be up for a repeat the next week. I got my cup of tea and settled down on the couch in the living room to do some reading.
After Allejandro got home and changed I told him about my visit with Johan and Karim and of course about my little adventure with Paolo. The last bit took him by surprise and he was sure that some of the other boys would be disappointed that Paolo was a total bottom boy. We kept talking about a few different things until Aidan arrived and we opened up our usual bottle of wine. Aidan then took over the conversation, explaining to us the intricacies of a case he was working on in great detail until Pietro announced that dinner was ready.
When dinner was over, Aidan and Jordan went back to their own home. After they’d done their homework the gang and me spent the evening watching a movie until it was time for bed.
On Tuesday and Wednesday I took things easy, reading a lot and taking care of my administration. Since I’d lived in Spain for most of the previous year, I would need to fill out my tax returns for the Spanish IRS by April 1st. I could crunch out the numbers myself, but I knew I needed help to make sure I wasn’t paying the Spanish government more than their due share. Aidan said that he could help out, but that even he wasn’t familiar with all the complexities of Spanish tax laws. As a result, on Thursday evening, I decided to give Ronaldo a call, knowing that he was a financial expert. I was quite happy when he suggested he’d come over on Saturday to go over things with me and he admonished me for not having called him sooner. Of course, Julia wanted to know how things were going with the boys and I think I managed to convince her that everything was fine. In between, she informed me that her last day at work would be April 25th, after which time she’d be on maternity leave.
On Friday morning the package I’d ordered finally arrived and I was happy that Pietro and Mauricio allowed me to store Carlos’ birthday present in their spare bedroom. They were all smiles when they saw what it was and, being smartasses, promised not to make any use of it themselves. The assortment of other things I’d ordered for John, I kept in the box and took them up to my bedroom. I simply put the box in a corner of the room and went back down to finish the coffee I’d been drinking.
During lunch, I could see Julio glancing and smiling at me, which made it quite clear what he had in mind. As expected, when the other boys made their way down to the game room, he dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. His almost unbridled enthusiasm reminded me a lot of the first couple of times I’d had with Carlos. I guess their proximity in age and stature definitely added to their comparability.
The two of us had some fun and after Julio’s visit to the bathroom he was in a talkative mood. It looked like Paolo had been talking to him and explained some things. To me, it was just more proof that, amongst themselves, the boys discussed a lot of things that I definitely wasn’t privy to. I did take the opportunity to tell him that Julia would be over the next day and would likely want to talk to him.
“That’s OK. I won’t tell her about the things we’re doing, just that I like it here a lot better than at the shelter,” Julio smiled.
“I don’t want you to lie to her. I’m pretty sure she won’t ask you about anything personal, so you can just be honest,” I said.
I think I got through to him and after our talk, we both got dressed again, ready to go back down. Once back on the ground floor, Julio hugged me before he continued on down to the game room and allowing me to get a cup of tea from the kitchen.
Later on, while Allejandro and I were talking with Aidan, I got a text message from Julia to say that she and Ronaldo would be over at around 10:30 the next morning. Her remark that they’d be staying for lunch and I should inform Pietro and Mauricio actually made me laugh. In a way, she reminded me of my own mother, she wouldn’t mince her words and could be brutally honest if need be. Of course, I had to explain my reaction and when I did, both Aidan and Allejandro immediately understood my merriment. Both of them had experienced the force of nature that the woman could be all by themselves. We actually joked about it all until Mauricio announced that dinner was ready.
After dinner, Aidan, Allejandro and I finished our wine and enjoyed a cup of coffee. We then went down to the media room where the boys joined us, binge watching a number of episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation. A few of the boys whistled every time Wesley appeared on screen, which I found to be rather funny. When, during one of the breaks, I told them about the movie ‘Stand by Me’, they were adamant I should be showing that the next evening.
Around 10:30 we called it quits, the boys went up to their bedrooms and Aidan and Jordan made for home, leaving just me, Allejandro and John in the living room. We had our usual late-night glass of wine and I noticed that John was a bit anxious.
“I peeked and saw what was in that box in our bedroom,” he said rather hoarsely when I asked him about it.
Of course, this caused Allejandro to get curious and John was quick to inform him about the content of the box. I was only slightly surprised when Allejandro smiled and asked me if we should punish John for peeking into the box.
“You mean not let him join in tonight?” I asked, knowing full well that that was not what Allejandro intended.
Allejandro’s reaction was instantaneous and exactly as I had expected, insisting that he should be the one wielding one of the paddles. John in turn was quick to assert that he didn’t need to be tied up as that would only cause a delay in getting started. I was clearly outvoted and even admonished to hurry up and finish my glass of wine. When I did, the boys quickly cleaned up and we made for our bedroom.
During our session, I had to tell Allejandro to take it down a notch, reminding him that a paddle wasn’t as giving as a hand. John nevertheless seemed to enjoy his punishment, which became clear when he orgasmed sooner than I had expected. We ended up in a threesome sandwich, with Allejandro in the middle, just as he liked it, eventually falling asleep tired and satisfied.
Saturday morning, I had to remind Carlos and Damarion that they should be dressed properly by the time Julia and Ronaldo came over. I told them they’d have to do the same the next week during Carlos’ birthday party when guests would be here. The two little horndogs weren’t too happy about it, but seemed to understand the necessity. The whole situation caused some consternation and laughter amongst the other boys, which didn’t really help the situation. It was all forgotten though when, after breakfast they all went down to the game room.
Allejandro joined me in the study, where we looked over all the paperwork I wanted to go through with Ronaldo. I tried to explain some of the things to Allejandro, but he generally responded by giving me a dazed look. It was clear that he wasn’t going to be a number cruncher of any sorts, which I found rather funny. When I was done making the final preparations for Ronaldo’s visit, we went into the kitchen to get ourselves a cup of coffee before settling down on the living room couch.
As we sat, I was slightly surprised when Allejandro began talking about the previous evening. He’d definitely enjoyed spanking John, but then quickly changed to asking about where Carlos’ present was hidden. He knew I’d ordered the paddles and Carlos’ present at the same time and rightly assumed that they’d arrived at the same time. I told him that the present for Carlos was quite safe from prying eyes, but that only seemed to fuel his curiosity.
“Please, Rudee, I just want to see what it looks like,” Allejandro close to begged me.
“It’s hidden in Pietro and Mauricio’s spare bedroom, so I can’t show you, I’m sorry,” I replied apologetically.
“I’ll have to ask one of them then to show me when you’re busy with Ronaldo,” he said with a sly smile.
“Unless I tell them not to. I’m still their boss, remember?” I commented.
The ensuing bickering could qualify as the first fight I had with Allejandro since the two of us got together. It didn’t amount to much as, ultimately, I gave in and told him he could ask Pietro and Mauricio if they had time to show the apparatus to him. It resulted in him getting up immediately and putting words into action. I barely had time to tell him to remind them we’d have two guests for lunch before he disappeared into the kitchen.
It took almost half an hour before Allejandro returned with a huge grin on his face.
“I do hope that Carlos will let me try it out at least once,” he smiled. “And when the twins, Russel, Paolo and Julio find out about it, they’ll be waiting in line too.”
I was about to reply when my cell phone rang and I could see it was Julia calling. I quickly answered the phone and she told me that she and Ronaldo were about 5 minutes away, so I’d have time to open the car gate. I told her I’d get the gate opened and after hanging up, told Allejandro to warn Carlos and Damarion over the intercom, so they’d have time to get themselves decent. I could already hear him talking as I left the living room and made for the front door. Outside, I opened the car gate and awaited the arrival of my guests.
I didn’t have to wait long for them to drive in and park their car in the front yard as the car gate closed behind them. They were both smiling as they exited their car and walked up to me, Julia a bit more waddling. I got the usual handshake from Ronaldo and my hug and kiss from Julia before we walked into the house. I’m not sure why I was surprised to find that all the boys had come up from the game room and were waiting for us in the hallway.
With all 13 of them milling about, it was a bit crowded, but one by one they greeted our two guests with only Rafael hugging his brother-in-law. I did notice Julia whispering to a few of the boys, likely indicating that she wanted to talk to them at some point. All in all, it took some time before the boys headed back downstairs and we managed to get into the living room where I found Pietro and Mauricio already waiting with fresh coffee. Of course, the two of them also warmly greeted Julia as they got in a feel of her tummy. In the end, we got to sit down and enjoy our coffee and a few minutes of respite.
As I’d expected, Julia was curious to know how my two new boys were doing and I assured her they were getting along fine. Once we’d finished our coffee, I suggested to Ronaldo that we go into the study to check my tax returns. I told Julia that Allejandro could call up any boy from the game room that she wanted to talk to in our absence. I was just closing the door to the study when I heard Julia ask Allejandro to call up Paolo.
TBC