Lucky Mr. Peters
Chapter 73
It was a bit strange, waking up the next morning with Russel’s slim arms and legs pretty much wrapped around me. Being entangled, I couldn’t get to the alarm, so it was up to Allejandro who quickly turned it off. By then, all three of us were wide awake and the smile on Russel’s face was priceless. I got the distinct impression that he wasn’t ready yet to go back to his own room, but he did so anyway.
Allejandro and I were getting ourselves ready for the day in our bathroom, when John joined us.
“Did you enjoy your night of peace and quiet?” Allejandro asked teasingly.
“Not particularly, so you’d both better make it up to me this afternoon,” John retorted, equally pointed.
I couldn’t help but snicker at John’s comment, which earned me an indignant look from Allejandro. When we were alone in the bedroom, I reminded Allejandro that it had been his idea for John and Russel to switch places. He agreed that it was, but that he just had a hard time with John often getting in the last word. It was enough for me to hug him and give him a sensuous kiss before we started to get dressed. John also finished his morning rituals and dressed in his school uniform, leaving the clothes he’d brought down from Russel’s room in a heap on the ground. It only took an incisive reminder for him to pick them up and put them in the hamper.
When, a little later, we entered the dining room for breakfast, a majority of the boys were already there. I could hear some snickering and see some smiling and knew immediately that, despite our best efforts, last night’s switch somehow hadn’t gone unnoticed. I took it that at least one of the boys had seen either Russel going back up to his room, John coming down to ours or both. I’d known from the start that is was fairly inevitable, and thought it best to simply ignore the boys’ merriment.
We’d only just started breakfast when Jordan came running in wearing his uniform and carrying his bookbag. Dropping his bag down, he excused himself and rapidly sat down, saying that Aidan had left early and hadn’t made him breakfast. A few of the boys commented that he could have made his own, but Jordan expressly ignored them.
As soon as breakfast was over, the boys that had an early start began getting ready for school. Those who had a bit more time, the twins, Roque, Jordan and Julio, all made for the game room. I got myself a cup of coffee and decided to do some reading.
It wasn’t long after the last of the brood had left for school, that I got a call from Abelardo’s surrogate mother. I was a bit surprised that she immediately made it clear that it would be no problem for Abelardo to sleep over on Saturday. The only restriction that she put up was that he had to be home well on time for dinner on Sunday. Of course, I assured here that I would make sure of that and thanked her for the call. Giving it some thought, the only reason I could come up with for how easy this went was that Abelardo’s parents had allowed this beforehand. Whatever the case was, I was sure that Juanito and Felipe would be quite happy about the outcome.
I had another shot of caffeine and kept on reading until Allejandro and John arrived home at 12:15. As soon as lunch was over, John announced that it was time for us to make amends for forcing him to spend the night alone in Russel’s room.
“I don’t think Rudee really likes to play video games,” Allejandro commented.
“You know what I mean!” John exclaimed, giving Allejandro the ‘evil eye’.
“Oh, so you want us to take you upstairs, tie you up, spank you and then …” Allejandro retorted, but was unable to finish as John yelled ‘YES’ rather loudly, interrupting him.
As I told Allejandro to stop teasing John, he gave me a crooked smile and stuck out his tongue to John. It asserted that, whatever I might think of him, Allejandro was still a 16-year-old with all the attitude that came with that age.
“If the two of you don’t stop this, you will both have to find another room to sleep in tonight,” I announced determinedly.
I guess they hadn’t expected that as they immediately changed tack and one after the other gave me a hug and apologized. With the peace restored, I suggested we’d better go upstairs before it would be too late and the next group of boys got home.
When we came back down to the ground floor, a little over an hour later, all three of us were in need of some refreshment. A quick visit to the kitchen was all it took for us to get what we wanted before settling down in the living room. I took the opportunity to ask John if he’d been serious about swapping places with Russel once a week. With a broad smile, he said he was, as long as we were making it up to him like we’d just done. We promised we would and then, to my surprise, Allejandro and John quickly changed the subject and began gossiping about their schoolmates. A good number of boys and girls passed under review and I was dumbfounded by some of the comments made. It quickly became clear to me that nothing much had changed in how students perceived each other since I was at school. All the prejudices about how others acted or were seen to act, still persisted. I felt the need to say something about it, but then changed my mind, unwilling to seek the confrontation.
After Carlos and Damarion arrived home, John was exceptionally quick to join them when they went down to the game room. I guessed that some more gossiping was bound to go on between the three of them.
I was quite relieved that the rest of the day and evening went by without any noticeable incident.
After the last of the boys had left for school, around 9 on Wednesday morning, I settled on my trusted couch and practiced reading Spanish. The date for my proficiency exam was getting ever closer and admittedly, my jitters got worse. For some reason I’d always been nervous before an exam and it looked like this one would be no exception. I well remembered it took me three times before I finally managed to get my driver’s license. I was especially worried about the oral part of the exam as I’d never been very good at that. Written exams I could handle, but during oral exams I tended to fall back into my very old habit of stuttering. I’d been to a speech therapist for about a year when I was 7 or 8, and it did help me, but in stress situations the old affliction sometimes raises its ugly head. As I read, I also practiced my breathing as I knew that was the best way to prevent me from stuttering. Two full chapters of the book and two cups of coffee later, Carlos and Damarion arrived home from school.
“Aren’t you guys going to change?” I asked after they had sat down next to me.
“Sure, but we want you to come upstairs with us after lunch and we can change afterwards,” Carlos replied with his usual cheeky grin.
He’d hardly finished his sentence when Pietro stuck his head around the kitchen door to announce that lunch was ready. The two boys didn’t skip a beat as Carlos took away my book and Damarion, after jumping onto his feet, began dragging me off the couch. They were definitely in an impatient mood as after just 15 minutes at the table, they started staring at me, willing me to finish eating. They weren’t going as far as to tell me to hurry up, but their looks absolutely told me that I shouldn’t dawdle.
Mere seconds after I’d finished my last sandwich, the boys began yanking me off my chair and hauled me along through the living room towards the stairs. As always, I just went along and it didn’t take much time before we were inside their bedroom. Within almost the blink of an eye, both boys were as naked as the day they were born and undeniably sporting hard little peckers. As I undressed at a more sedate pace, I observed how Damarion made quick work of tying up Carlos to the bedposts. By the time I took off my briefs, the youngest of the two devils had already retrieved a paddle and was waiting to hand it over to me.
Just two days shy of his 11th birthday, I gave Carlos the spanking he yearned for and would not soon forget. Of course, after his initial orgasm, he demanded that I’d fuck his hot little ass too and I had little problem with that. Damarion had found his spot in turn and with his hands holding my head, gingerly started to thrust his stiff little boyhood into my mouth. I’m not quite sure why I enjoyed being with my two soon-to-be sons so much, but I did. Within seconds of Carlos reaching his second peak I was unable to hold back and began squirting my load into his little ass. It only took about a minute longer before Damarion also started to grunt and I could feel his little dick quivering wildly. After Damarion had slumped down on the bed, I rapidly untied Carlos, so he could make his run to the bathroom.
With Carlos gone, Damarion wasted little time in crawling on top of me and with a huge grin on his face stating that next week would be his turn again. I really couldn’t help but laugh and put my arms around the diminutive boy as he rested his head against my shoulder.
It didn’t take long for the boys to get dressed after Carlos had returned from his bathroom visit. They waited for me to get decent also before the three of us left their bedroom and went downstairs. The two of them had just gone down to the game room when John arrived home already. I got my hug and kiss, but then, wiggling his nose, he grinned and told me that I should get a shower.
I knew he was quite likely right, so I followed him up to our bedroom and immediately made for the bathroom while John began to change. I’d only just started the shower when the bathroom door opened and John came walking in, fully naked.
“I’m sorry, papi, but you smelled of sex and that really makes me horny,” he whispered as he rubbed his very hard boyhood against my hip.
With my cock out of the competition for the time being, I saw only one viable solution to John’s problem. It only took him a little over five minutes to fill my mouth as I worked his bubble butt with three soapy fingers. I think he would have crumpled down to the floor if I hadn’t managed to somehow keep him upright.
We then rapidly finished our shower, dried and got dressed. Upon reaching the ground floor, John gave me another kiss and a hug before he continued on down to the game room and I made my way to the kitchen. I got myself a cup of tea and settled down on the living room couch, hoping to god that the rest of the crew would be keeping their pants on. I even distinctly remember muttering to myself that I was getting too old for this shit.
I was quite happy that only Allejandro joined me in the living room after the majority of the boys got home. We exchanged stories about our day, opened up a bottle of wine a little after 4 o’clock and chatted with Aidan after he arrived home. After dinner and the boys had done their homework, I managed to persuade Allejandro to help me practice my pronunciation instead of watching a movie. I guess some of the boys did watch TV down in the media room, but I had no idea what. Around 10:30 they started the trek upstairs and John joined Allejandro and me in the living room for our usual nightcap.
Thursday morning, after Russel had left for school around 9 o’clock, John joined me in the living room. I questioned him about his ability to understand Spanish when it was spoken rapidly. He told me that it had taken him about two years before he’d actually managed that little feat. He then laughed and said that it had always amazed him how the generally lazy Spaniards tended to talk like they were always in a hurry. It was a funny remark and I could definitely understand how he’d come by it.
As we were getting ourselves a cup of coffee, I could hear the outer doorbell ring. Pietro immediately told me he’d get it as it were likely the new washing machine and dryer being delivered. I waited and a few minutes later the new machines were indeed being rolled in on hand trolleys by the delivery guys. Pietro gave them directions as to where the machines were to be set up and seeing that he had everything in hand, I went back into the living room to join John.
It was rather fun, chatting with John and I was glad that, for once, he wasn’t leading me towards having sex. After he left for school, close to 11 o’clock, I went to have a look at the new machines that had been delivered. I was only slightly surprised to see that the washing machine was already running and I knew that the dryer would be soon too. Finding Pietro at work in the kitchen, I told him that he and Mauricio had carte blanche to order anything that they deemed necessary to run the household. Pietro just smiled and said that, for the time being, they had everything they needed. I got myself another cup of coffee and returned to the living room, estimating that I had about another hour to do some reading before the first boys would get home again.
When the first bunch arrived, they quickly changed out of their uniforms and by the time that lunch was ready, Jordan had also joined us. I guess it was Jordan’s presence that somehow stopped Julio from asking me to go upstairs with him after we’d eaten. It wouldn’t be until close to 3 o’clock that Allejandro and Russel would be the next ones home, so I continued to get some reading exercises done.
Once the rest of the crew started arriving, I knew that my quiet time had ended. Not surprisingly Allejandro was curious to know if anything had happened and I think he was slightly disappointed that it hadn’t. I happily reminded him that I wasn’t 16 anymore and was glad I could get some rest every now and then. He just smiled at my comment and after giving me a quick kiss on the cheek offered to get me a fresh cup of tea. I told him I’d like that and a few minutes later we were both enjoying our tea, Allejandro made sure we even had a biscuit to go with it.
When Aidan arrived back from work, he eagerly told me that all the preliminary work with regards to my adoption of Carlos and Damarion had been done. As soon as I had passed the proficiency exam, he could get the ball rolling with the courts. With the start of Julia’s maternity leave having been set a week earlier than originally, Aidan really wanted to have everything ready. Of course, for me it only served to put me more on edge about the exam.
“Now, are you going to give Carlos his birthday present tomorrow or the day after?” Aidan asked next, laughing out loud.
“Does everybody know what he’s going to get for his birthday?” I retorted, slightly testily.
“Dear Rudee, do you really think you can keep something like that a secret in this household?” Aidan came back.
“I guess not,” I replied dejectedly, “but to answer your original question, I haven’t decided yet,” I smiled.
“Oh dear, that sounds like he’s going to be very mad at you tomorrow or just a little less on Saturday,” Aidan laughed.
I knew there was no getting around the subject, so I simply asked Aidan and Allejandro what they thought would be best. They were both adamant that, since Carlos likely knew about the present already, I should find a way to give it to him on his proper birthday.
With the boys all going off to school early on Friday morning, I suggested moving the package to his room in the morning and have him find it when he got back home in the afternoon. From just the looks on Aidan and Allejandro’s faces I knew I’d hit the right snare.
“You do know that doing so might get Carlos and Damarion to miss dinner,” Allejandro chuckled.
“That may be, but if they do, they’ll not get fed until Saturday’s breakfast,” I snickered.
“I still don’t understand how you even considered giving a boy Carlos’ age a present like that,” Aidan commented.
“Don’t blame me, the little tyke came up with it all on his own,” I replied. “He’d found the web-site and showed it to me, so I could order it for him and Damarion.”
Aidan shook his head and muttered that the younger generation was just too smart for their own good. I agreed, telling him that a 16-year-old definitely shouldn’t be going to a gay sauna and a responsible adult shouldn’t be taking him. Aidan reacted by saying that I’d made my point and gave me a weak smile.
Our dinner was as usual and after Aidan and Jordan had left and the boys had done their homework, we went to watch a movie. It helped me to keep my mind off my upcoming exam and becoming a total nervous wreck.
On Friday morning, after we’d sat down for breakfast, the boys all sang ‘Happy Birthday’ for Carlos, who smiled broadly. Once the whole crew had left for school, I talked to Pietro and Mauricio. They agreed to make two birthday cakes for Saturday, one for the morning and one for the evening. Mauricio then went out to their place to get Carlos’ present and carry it up to the boy’s bedroom for me. I had to smile when I saw that they’d somehow found the time to actually giftwrap it and thanked them for it. It really showed to me how considerate they were as I definitely hadn’t thought of it. I had Mauricio put the package on top of the bed, so Carlos wouldn’t be able to miss it once he stepped in.
Back down in the kitchen, I told them about the number of guests I expected for lunch and dinner the next day as well as for breakfast on Sunday. If they were surprised by Bernardo and Abelardo sleeping over, they didn’t show it. With all those items scratched off my to-do-list, I got myself a cup of coffee and settled down on my comfy couch in the living room.
As always when I was reading, time sped by almost unnoticed and I was slightly surprised it was already past 12 as the first of the boys came back from school. I got my usual hugs and kisses before they went upstairs to change out of their uniforms. By the time they got back down, Pietro had already told me that lunch was ready, so we all headed into the dining room. The twins were in a talkative mood, and I was sure it had something to do with them looking forward to our two visitors the next day. The talk seemed to center around Bernardo, whom Julio hadn’t met yet and several descriptive words flew over the table. I couldn’t help but grin as the twins gave graphic descriptions of the boy, down to the shape and size of Bernardo’s genitals. When I told them that such things were not proper table talk, they shrugged their shoulders and replied it was all they did talk about during lunch at school. Of course, that answer blindsided me and left me with no retort, which only caused all four of the boys to start laughing.
As soon as the boys had had their fill, the twins and Roque beat a hasty retreat down to the game room, leaving Julio behind with me. The look on his face could only be described as expecting, slightly lustful and I had no intention of disappointing him. The talk at the table must have gotten him quite excited as once in his bedroom, he undressed with lightning speed. I was a bit surprised when he begged me to suck his cocklet first, but I could understand his need for a quick release, so I obliged.
Once his first orgasm had somewhat subsided, he was ready to proceed with our regular session. I was happy to note that he managed to relax far quicker and easier than during our previous times together. His initial fear of getting hurt seemed to have subsided and he absolutely enjoyed the sex more readily. I was still slightly panting when he returned from his bathroom visit and crawled onto the bed with me again.
“Papi, is Carlos really getting that present he asked for?” he suddenly asked rather quietly.
“Yes, he is. In fact, it’s already waiting for him in his bedroom,” I replied, not wanting to lie to the boy.
“Uhm, you do know that my birthday is on April 2nd, don’t you?” he then questioned, giving me a slight smile.
“I do,” I simply answered, getting a distinct impression of where this conversation would be going.
“Do you think I could have one of those machines too?” came the inevitable question.
“Well, the present is actually for both Carlos and Damarion, so Damarion won’t be getting a present for his birthday,” I said truthfully.
“But you know Paolo wants one too, right? Our bedrooms are next to each other, so we could easily share it. If we got it for my birthday, Paolo wouldn’t have to wait until October,” Julio began to reason.
From the way he said it, I knew this conversation had somehow been preplanned and I was fairly certain some of the other boys had been involved in it too.
“I guess that could work, but I want promises from both of you that there’s going to be no contention over who’s using it and when. If I notice that the two of you are somehow unable to share, I’ll take it away from both of you,” I commented, remembering my talk with Paolo from earlier in the week.
“I promise, papi. Paolo and I really like each other and uhm, Carlos already gave us something that we can use together,” Julio stated, getting slightly flustered.
“Really?” I asked, curiosity somehow getting the better of me.
Julio nodded, then skidded off the bed and quickly walked out of his bedroom, still naked. As he’d left the bedroom door open, I could hear him opening another door and within no time he returned, holding a fair-sized dildo in his hands.
“See!” Julio said, with a slight smile now adorning his face.
“OK, but I still want both of you to promise me that there’ll be no fighting over the machine. And you better put that back where you found it,” I said.
Julio agreed and after coming back again, we both got dressed and returned to the ground floor where Julio gave me a hug before going further down to the game room. I got myself my usual cup of tea and began wondering which of the other boys would be next in line for a similar request.
Close to 3 o’clock the next bunch returned home and I could see them moving down to the game room after changing. Within a matter of minutes, Julio and Paolo had both come back up and swore that they wouldn’t fight over use of the machine if Julio got it for his birthday. I was trapped and with no way out I promised I would see what I could do.
The two boys had just gone back down again when Carlos and Damarion returned home and after hugs and kisses went upstairs to change. I think the screams emanating from their bedroom could be heard by half the neighborhood and moments later, Carlos ran into the room, still in his school clothes, jumped onto my lap and threw his arms around my neck.
“You’re the best papi ever,” I heard him sniffle and I couldn’t keep myself from getting teary-eyed too.
All of the other boys, alarmed by the screams, also started to appear, obviously curious about what was going on.
“Why don’t you go and show that nosy bunch over there what all the fuss is about,” I managed to mumble, barely able to keep my composure.
Carlos didn’t say anything but just nodded. He got up off my lap and quickly made his way back up the stairs, the other boys following in his wake.
TBC